Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Life and death, but just a blink of an eye.

Only the moonlight remains the same, I wonder how many people in this world don't have it.

The two walked slowly forward, almost in the early morning, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain gate of Qingyang Sect.

The two stepped onto the high steps like ordinary people.

The white jade steps are like a sky-high gate.

There are even some spiritual creatures jumping around in the mountains.

"Thirteen thousand and nine steps!"

Mo Qinglian couldn't help but said as she stepped on the last step.

Qin Xuan glanced at Mo Qinglian, and Mo Qinglian's eyes seemed to flash slightly.

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"I guess so!"

Mo Qinglian looked melancholy, "I used to like this when I was traveling to scenic spots!"

But now that she is in the world of cultivation, has she ever counted how many stars a person has passed by?

The mountains that were high above in the past are now only a step away.

The vast starry sky in the past, now she is already in it.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and said, "I guess the people in the cultivation world don't know that you, who they call the peerless devil, have such a little hobby."

Mo Qinglian's cheeks were slightly red, and she glared at Qin Xuan.

"Is it not good?"

"Very good!"

"Very good is..."

"A little cute!"

The two walked to the gate of Qingyang Sect with laughter.

There were disciples guarding the gate. They had noticed Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian a long time ago. Seeing the two laughing, they frowned slightly.

"Who are you?!"

A Yuanying Zhenjun spoke and looked at the two.

Qin Xuan looked up and took a look at the mountain gate of Qingyang Sect.

The jade gate was three feet long. On this gate, there were lines of condensation, like a round Qingyang, which was extremely extraordinary.

This was the formation base of the Qingyang Sect's protective formation, which was about the fourth grade and could resist the Mahayana.

"We are Ning Ziyang's old friend, and we are here to look for him!"

"Ning Ziyang?"

The two Yuanying Zhenjuns were a little confused, and then one of them took out the sound transmission jade slip and reported it to the sect.

Not long after, the sound transmission Zhenjun's brows relaxed.

"So it's the friend of Junior Brother Yunyang!" He was a little more friendly, "The sect has sent a message to Yunyang, and he will come out soon."

Mo Qinglian frowned slightly, but Qin Xuan didn't care much.

Each sect has its own rules, how can outsiders easily enter?

Mo Qinglian immediately moved his fingers slightly, and condensed sand into tables and chairs.

This scene made the pupils of the two Yuanying disciples of Qingyang Sect condense slightly, and they looked at each other.

They can do it, but they can't do it as easily as Mo Qinglian.

"It seems that Junior Brother Yunyang's friend is extraordinary, at least he is a mid-level or high-level Yuanying!"

"I don't know, it's hard for me to see through the cultivation of these two people, but I remember Junior Brother Yunyang mentioned that his hometown is far away from here, and he is not from Qingtian Star."

The two Yuanying Zhenjuns were shocked, and they seemed to see the shock in each other's hearts.

Crossing the starry sky, the power of the Yuanying is a bit weak. Perhaps, these two are even Fanxu Daojun! ?

Immediately, the two of them felt a little more awe in their hearts.

Qin Xuan sat quietly on the table and chair. Mo Qinglian had taken out some spiritual tea and soaked it for Qin Xuan. He heated the tea and considered it. Every move was very subtle.

"You are not Yan'er, the daughter of the Mo family!" Qin Xuan couldn't help but tease.

Mo Qinglian paused with her hands, she looked up and looked at Qin Xuan.

"But I have thought about this scene for a long time!"

Her expression was surprisingly serious, which made Qin Xuan's eyes pause slightly.

"Forget it!"

"After accompanying you this time, perhaps, there will be fewer opportunities!"

Mo Qinglian's voice contained a trace of sadness, and she was trying her best to suppress it.

"There will be many opportunities!"

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "When I return from the immortal land, I will carve out a path to immortality. I'm afraid that by then, you will find it boring!"

Mo Qinglian pursed her lips slightly and said no more.

As the two of them sipped the spiritual tea, a figure flew in the air and landed in the mountain gate.

At this moment, Ning Ziyang was wearing a green robe with a yang fire pattern, which was the clothing of the Qingyang Sect.

He seemed to be much younger, and looked only about 28 or 29 years old. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't know who was looking for him.

"Two senior brothers!"

Ning Ziyang bowed, and then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian.

The next moment, Ning Ziyang's eyes and expression suddenly froze.

"Qin..."

Ning Ziyang's mouth seemed to be fixed at this moment, and it was difficult to close it. His mind was blank.

Qin Xuan!

Why is he here! ?

Perhaps, few people in Qingyang Sect paid too much attention to Qin Xuan.

The name of Qingdi is now too high. He is the master of the Evergreen Star Realm and the master of the Wind and Thunder.

One person is enough to suppress the entire cultivation world.

Recently, there are rumors that the masters of several major immortal veins knelt in front of the Qingdi Palace, and the entire cultivation world was terrified.

Even for the supreme master of Qingyang Sect,In other words, the name of Qingdi is too far away.

However, Ning Ziyang is the only exception.

Of course, Qingtianxing is only a third-grade star, Qingyang Sect is a third-grade sect, and he, Ning Ziyang, is just an unknown disciple of Qingyang Sect.

But as an old friend, from China, how could he not pay attention! ?

Qin Xuan turned his head and waved, "Zhenwu Tianjun, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you sit down?"

The faint words, blood-red eyes, the seemingly mature appearance, and the gray hair like snow-white silk made Ning Ziyang completely come back to his senses.

He suppressed his excitement and even more suppressed his joy, and slowly walked to Qin Xuan.

"Mo... Miss!" Ning Ziyang's pupils shrank slightly. He knew the name of Qin Xuan, and also knew Mo Qinglian.

This former daughter of the Mo family is now a sea of ​​murderers.

Seeing Mo Qinglian, Ning Ziyang was still a little afraid.

Mo Qinglian glanced at Ning Ziyang lightly, and nodded slightly without comment.

"You are a lower-grade Nascent Soul, and your cultivation is a little slow!" Mo Qinglian's voice was slightly cold, "I think you are also the Zhenwu Tianjun of the Huguo Mansion. How come you entered the world of cultivation and your cultivation is so slow?"

The light words made Ning Ziyang's face suddenly bitter.

He has been in the world of cultivation for less than three hundred years.

Three hundred years, from Jindan to Nascent Soul, isn't it fast?

In Qingyang Sect, even his master praised him highly, and some of his fellow disciples usually showed him some respect.

Ning Ziyang's face was full of bitterness, but facing the two people in front of him, he did not dare to refute at all.

"It's a bit slow indeed!" Qin Xuan said with a faint smile, "Want to go to Changqing Star Realm? Compared with Qingyang Sect and Qingdi Palace, it's like dust compared to Xianyue."

Ning Ziyang's mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Qin Xuan and said with a wry smile: "Are you here to attack me?"

"No, no! Compared with you, let alone my Nascent Soul, even if I am a 300-year-old Supreme, it's not worth mentioning!"

Qin Xuan shook his head and laughed, saying: "No, I want to reminisce with you and see how you are doing!"

"And, see if you want to enter Qingdi Palace. If you do, I will let someone take you in. If you don't want to, forget it!"

"There are not a few people who have walked out of the earth, but those who are familiar with me are those few. It is inevitable to take care of them!"

Ning Ziyang looked at Qin Xuan's bloodshot eyes, "If I say I don't want to go, am I too ungrateful!?"

"Of course not, your path is up to you to choose, I won't choose it for you!" Qin Xuan said with a faint smile.

Ning Ziyang exhaled lightly. It was like a windfall. He wanted to refuse. This in itself required great courage, which ordinary people could not do.

"Then, I won't go. I'm sorry for your kindness!"

Ning Ziyang was silent for a long time, and struggled for a long time. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "I have been in this sect for nearly three hundred years. I am afraid I am not used to a new place!"

Mo Qinglian looked at Ning Ziyang with a little surprise, but did not say much.

Qin Xuan smiled, not surprised.

"That's good!"