The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Hearing that the other party rarely appeared, Li Xiaofan felt relieved again.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Well, after you get to the Dragon Soul Sect, if the elders ask, just say that I am the disciple you accepted from outside."

"Also, Li Xiaofan's name can no longer be used. You two will call me Qu Shuoren from now on. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, Li Xiaofan waved his hand and took out his makeup tools.

Under the flickering light, there are actually hundreds of kinds.

Looking at various colors of pens, brushes, foundation, ointments, glues, and even some things made of animal skins, and various kinds of hair.

Long Kui asked doubtfully: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

Li Xiaofan waved his hand and released his spiritual power, removing all the things on his face.

"Oh, I've been using this face for a while. In case anyone who has been to the Sanling Black Market will recognize me, I have to change my face."

After hearing this and watching Li Xiaofan peel off some animal skins as thin as cicada wings on his face, Long Kui and his son were dumbfounded again.

"This...this is not your face, Master? I have been with you for so long, and you didn't even notice it at all?"

Li Xiaofan showed a hint of pride on his face.

"Hmph, what do you know? My method is not like your magical powers that change appearance, it will have the aura of magic."

"It's fine if you meet a monk of the same level, but once you meet a high-level monk, others can directly sense it."

"But my disguise technique is different. Without any magical aura, I can't sense it at all."

"Coupled with my special techniques, it is difficult for anyone to see through it."

Nodding, Long Kui couldn't help but look at Li Xiaofan with admiration again.

He didn't expect that he would become Li Xiaofan's subordinate, but he had never seen Li Xiaofan's true appearance.

After a long time, Li Xiaofan changed his appearance again.

At this time, he turned into a very handsome young man in his twenties with long flowing hair.

Li Xiaofan took out the mirror and looked at it. He was very satisfied with how he looked.

"Well, with this appearance and my skills in picking up girls, are you afraid that no girl from the Long family will take the bait?"

After saying that, Li Xiaofan took out another magic weapon like an iron fan and fanned it coquettishly.

"Long Yuan, how are you? Am I handsome, young master?"

Long Yuan was speechless for a while, but he could only nod in response.

"Haha...handsome...handsome..."

Li Xiaofan: "Okay, let's move on. Remember, my current name is Qu Shuoren, and I am your elder Long Kui's apprentice."

Seeing that Li Xiaofan had done it, Long Kui immediately controlled the flying boat and headed towards Feilong Mountain.

After a short time, Li Xiaofan saw some buildings on Feilong Mountain and the gate of Dragon Soul Sect.

Of course, Long Kui is an elder of the Dragon Soul Sect, so there is no need to enter through the mountain gate.

He just took out a dragon-shaped golden token and easily passed through the formation above.

Entering the interior, Li Xiaofan's eyes lit up again.

Not to mention, there are many disciples of the Dragon Soul Sect, and martial arts arenas can be seen on many mountain peaks.

There are disciples practicing everywhere and even fighting.

In addition, there is a magnificent palace on the mountain at the head of Feilong Mountain.

It looks very luxurious, with flying dragons carved on every roof and pillar.

And among some peaks, there are winding rivers and plunging waterfalls.

After watching for a while, Li Xiaofan said: "Long Kui...oh no, Master, where is your residence?"

Hearing this, Long Kui pointed to a mountain peak in front of him that looked like a dragon's claw.

"Sir, I forgot to tell you. I am the third elder of the Dragon Soul Sect's elder group. I have my own independent mountain peak, right there."

Li Xiaofan nodded: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I don't understand."

"Your Feilong Mountain looks too much like a dragon. No matter how I look at it, it doesn't feel real."

Next to them, Long Yuan and his son looked at each other and showed awkward smiles.

"Haha, of course a naturally formed mountain wouldn't look like this."

"The reason why Feilong Mountain is like this is because the founder of Dragon Soul Sect used his magical powers to move mountains and fill the sea."

Li Xiaofan nodded with sudden realization: "No wonder it is like this, but speaking of it, your ancestor is really very face-saving."

While talking, the flying boat finally stopped on a platform on Dragon Claw Peak.

Before Li Xiaofan could observe the situation here, many people flew over from around him.

There are young people and older people among them.

These people all had smiles on their faces and called Long Kui in different ways.

Some people call Long Kui master, and some people call him elder.

The person walking at the front was an old man in his fifties, whose cultivation level was only in the late Jindan stage.

The other party came forward and immediately saluted Long Kui.

"Elder, you are back."

Long Kui nodded: "Well, has anything major happened to the sect in the past few months?"

The old man shook his head: "Oh, nothing big happened, everything is fine."

After saying that, the old man looked at Long Yuan again, and then his eyes lit up.

"Hey, Mr. Yuan's cultivation has improved so much these days since he has been out."

"This is great. I believe that Young Master Yuan will pass the Long family disciple test again nine months later."

Hearing this, Long Yuan also smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for caring about me. I will do my best."

After the two of them finished talking, the old man looked at Li Xiaofan, and then his eyes became fixed.

Because with his mental power, he couldn't find out Li Xiaofan's cultivation level at all.

Then he looked at Long Kui and said, "Elder, I wonder who this is?"

Long Kui cooperated with Li Xiaofan in acting and pulled Li Xiaofan in front of him with a smile.

"Oh, his name is Qu Shuoren. He is a direct disciple that I took on during this trip."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples, including Mr. Qin, all showed surprised expressions.

Many of them began to use their mental power to investigate Li Xiaofan, but with their little mental power, they were just scum in front of Li Xiaofan.

At the same time, Long Kui also introduced the old man in front of Li Xiaofan.

"Shuoren, this is the elder in charge of my mountain, named Qin Huai."

Li Xiaofan nodded and hurriedly saluted the other party with cupped fists.

"Mr. Qin, I'm very polite to you, Qu Shuoren."

After saying that, Li Xiaofan hugged his fists at the other disciples present.

"Fellow Taoists, this is Qu Shuoren. From now on, we will all be fellow disciples. Please take good care of me."

In response to Li Xiaofan's words, some people clasped their fists in return, while others just nodded slightly.

More people showed no expression at all, just watching quietly.

Here, Long Kui waved his hand when he saw that everyone seemed to know each other.

"Okay, everyone else should go down and practice."

"Mr. Qin, help Shuo Ren arrange a cave. The location is up to him."

Qin Laogang wanted to agree, but Li Xiaofan waved his hand.

"Master, don't bother Mr. Qin with this little matter."

After saying that, he looked at Long Yuan aside: "Senior Brother Long Yuan, don't you know where your cave is?"

Long Yuan: "Sir...junior brother, do you want to dig a cave next to my cave? Come with me!"

After speaking, Long Yuan walked towards the outside of the platform.

Li Xiaofan secretly transmitted a few words to Long Kui, and then quickly followed him...