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The little monks covering their heads didn't understand why the seniors and uncles who had looked at them coldly just now became emotional suddenly, obviously they came to "see" this brazen impostor...

Wait, could it be... Could it be that the one really came back? !Could it really be the legendary Master Xuanqiu!

The little monk with a quick brain has already guessed something. To this legendary figure, their senses are quite complicated. The last devotion, the status quo is mostly the latter.

But for some reason, the Wuxiang Sect does not allow this name to be mentioned again. This is because some people have a guilty conscience, and it is expressly forbidden to mention this name again; Don't touch old scars.

But this kind of thing is not something that can be banned, not to mention that the Master Xuanqiu had a lot of people back then, and the surviving old friends would always mention it when they couldn't help it, but they didn't want to mention it more, which annoyed most of them. The young monk who was just getting started was curious, and after some questioning and understanding, they all yearned for the "holy son" who was as breezy and bright as the moon.

So everyone pretended to be reserved and couldn't help but poked their heads forward a little, waiting for the person who spoke to come out.

The daily debate meetings are usually attended by outsiders, and there are at most one or two people who have no relatives to host, so most people have only heard the name, but have never seen anyone.

"I heard that yesterday, the Zen Sect master Cheng Shuang was speechless."

"It must be his, such a person, Tiandao is also reluctant to leave him..."

Pushing open the door, facing the eyes of the crowd, big and small, who were probing or surprised, smiled gently: "Good morning, everyone, the poor monk has no intention of disturbing other guests,"

"Junior brother, it's really you..." Someone muttered to himself, then regained consciousness, moved to Xuan Qiu's side without hesitation, excitedly: "Junior brother, you are back!"

"Who is he? It looks familiar..."

Several inner disciples recognized the person's identity at a glance, "It's Elder Xuanchan! Didn't Elder Xuanchan retreat five years ago?"

Seeing that the majestic person in the past lost his usual awe, many disciples were shocked, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts. They didn't expect that the elder Xuanchan, who was as indifferent as a god and Buddha, would have a day of moving.

The handsome and indifferent monk looked straight at this face he didn't recognize, "Let's go first, find a good place to talk."

The man nodded, "You are right, let's go to the Hall of Instant and discuss in detail."

A group of people with fiery eyes squeezed and wanted to rush up, and they were afraid of disturbing the legendary figure, so they kept a distance in tacit understanding, only looking at him silently.There were also people who saw this drastic change in expression, and after thinking for a while, retreated quietly through the crowd.

Xuan Qiu didn't expect that this identity would be so famous in Wuxiang Sect. Compared with Shengyang Sect, it almost resembles the big brother Xie Xu who is still famous.

Lu Mujin, who was far away in the guest room, had a "good" relationship with that elder all night, and confirmed that the other party was not only a member of the Supreme Elder, but also a branch of the Xiao family. It might be troublesome to deal with it. Some headaches.

The matter of the Star Luo League is imminent. Lu Mujin and his party rested for a while last night, and today they are going to have a detailed contact with the people of Wuxiangmen. .

After all, this elder is not like those disciples who were arrested in the Water Moon Sect. He has evidence around him that can prove his collusion with evil cultivators. He is too clean. It is the testimony of the powerful senior and the junior brother who was hunted down , It may not prove that he is related to evil cultivators.

I don't know... what else does that master know? Lu Mujin recalled the cassock decoration on Xuan Qiu's body, and thought about walking around the Wuxiang Gate to see if he could see the master again.

There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, as if there were many people walking together, Lu Mujin pricked up his ears and vaguely heard words like "Xuanqiu", "Buddha son", "Reincarnation".

The little monk who was leading the way in front of them looked a little excited, and couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he slowed down, and Lu Mujin also paused curiously.

He saw a handsome monk in plain green clothes, surrounded by the crowd but like an independent green lotus emerging from the water, with a refined and unique temperament—isn’t this the master!

"Elder Xuan Chan!" Although the little novice who was leading them was shocked, he muttered softly: "It seems that the one really came back..."

Lu Mujin had a thought, Master Xuan Chan had heard of it before, when Yuanzhou experienced a rare flood in a thousand years, the mortal kingdom on the Xingluo Plain suffered countless deaths and injuries, and the ghouls lived together to form a ghostly ghost, it was Master Xuan Chan who rescued him alone. It is said that it is not impossible to get acquainted with a master who is not much different from the state of the body.

"Is there a Xuan Chan mage who can cross ten thousand souls with one Zen?" Following behind Lu Mujin, a disciple of the Shuiyue Sect who was equally curious couldn't hold back, "May I ask the other one..."

It looks like someone who was picked up by Master Xuan Chan himself?Who has such a big shelf, can let a monk in the fit stage take the initiative to receive him.

The little novice shook his head, "I don't know, it is said that Master Xuanqiu has returned."

Most of the disciples who came with Lu Mujin were Jindan stage, and the oldest one was only about two hundred years old. They were a little unclear when they heard this strange name. Therefore, Lu Mujin, who was like another fellow elder and well-known and knowledgeable, changed his face slightly. Is it... a person who has passed away, reincarnated and rebuilt?

Lu Mujin, who had been in contact with him, was even more amazed. If that person hadn't died, with his innate Buddha-mind and impeccable body, it would not be impossible for him to reach Mahayana in 300 years;He personally favors the former.

After the two groups of people crossed each other by a courtyard and missed, Lu Mujin looked back and took another look, hoping to have a chance to talk to this "holy son" before leaving.

The mystery of Wutongyuan is at least in the late stage of out-of-body cultivation, and the cultivation of spiritual sense is also very advanced. Naturally, when he heard that his good senior brother had also gone, he was startled, and then he sneered.

You were actually deceived by that person's skin, Xuan Chan, Xuan Chan, you are still old after all...

In the end, the somewhat uneasy Xuanji opened the underground darkroom so quickly that he didn't even realize it, and was teleported to a secret place that no one except him knew about it through a secret method. The black monk's robe was in stark contrast to the white transparent ice and snow.

Suffering from the cold air, Xuanji finally stood in front of the thousand-year-old jade coffin, and looked at the perfectly stitched but empty ice coffin, he laughed softly.

"You won't even see me even after crawling out of the coffin, senior brother, you are really cruel."

For some reason, Xuan Qiu felt cold all over his body.

The disciples who followed had already retreated, and only a few elders sat facing Xuan Qiu.

A few Supreme Elders who have never been closed to the world also appeared here quietly. The old man with thin beard and white hair was hale and hearty, and his eagle-like sharp eyes swept over Xuan Qiu, as if looking at some dirty thing, and then stayed On Xuan Chan.

"Xuan Chan, can you confirm that he is Xuan Qiu?"

Xuan Chan replied affirmatively: "Elder, Xuan Chan's younger brother, Xuan Chan will naturally not admit his mistake."

Another old man said sadly: "I'm afraid... some old monster who resurrected from a dead body."

Xuan Chan's face changed, "Elder Huaiye, please be careful."

"Oh," the person who asked him asked Xiang Xuanqiu, "If he is really your teacher, he should remember your past, you, do you remember?"

The two Mahayana monks all stared at Xuan Qiu. If he was really what he pretended to be, with only foundation building cultivation, he would probably not be able to withstand such coercion, but unfortunately he was not.

The two old monks looked at the young man in front of him with his eyebrows bent and the corners of his lips curled up. The Buddha-like indifferent smile was the same as the one in his memory. They were calm on the surface, but they were even more wary in their hearts.

"I don't remember, I only know that I am probably from the Wuxiang Sect, so I found it back."

Look at the hostility, even if Xuanqiu didn't look straight at the small map in the corner of his line of sight, he was also dazzled by the black and red color, it seems that they had their reasons for the death of this identity back then;

Almost immediately, Xuan Chan followed him up and added: "Elder, it is normal for Xuan Qiu to reincarnate and re-cultivate without recovering his memory."

"Senior Brother Xuan Chan is right."

Xuanji in black monk clothes walked into the Hall of Instant with a chill in his body, and said brilliantly to Shang Xuanqiu's curious eyes: "Xuanji, brother, you still remember me."

Facing Xuan Qiu, he didn't want to show that gloomy and self-pitying look, the senior brother wouldn't like it.

Xuan Qiu immediately understood: Oh, I remember, I was sent to assassinate me last night.

Noticing the change in Xuanqiu's expression, Xuanji explained unhurriedly: "Last night was an accident, and I also believe that senior brother will never be affected by such a small trick, right?"

"Of course," Xuanqiu undid the disguise and resumed his original Mahayana cultivation, "Even if it's the entire Wuxiang Sect, I'm afraid not many of them can hurt me."

"Junior Brother!" This is Xuan Chan who is a little surprised, "You are worthy of being a junior brother, and you have also reached the Mahayana realm. It seems that the senior brother has to work harder."

Xuanji suddenly realized: "As expected of senior brother, it's no wonder that the spiritual power contained in the thousand-year-old cold jade has been exhausted..."

Xuan Chan sensed something was wrong from his words, and after realizing what this kid had done, he clenched his fists.

The two Supreme Elders sitting high in the hall seemed to be ignored by them, their blood was a little surging, and they were afraid of this sudden appearance of Xuan Qiu, so they left with a cold snort and brushed their sleeves.

The other ordinary elders who were sitting on pins and needles breathed a sigh of relief. If the Supreme Elder represented the majesty of power, then Xuan Qiu was their belief in the past, and they naturally supported Xuan Qiu.

Now that he's back, he's still quite indifferent to the elders. On the surface, the flowers are blooming, but in fact, the state of cooking with fire may be able to change.

Xuan Qiu, who forced the two old monks away, felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by them like this, "I'll go back first..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Xuan Chan, who was slightly taller than him, and his voice seemed to be trembling: "It's good to come back, nothing else is important..."

Seeing the little junior brother whom he brought up with his own hands, being pushed to the abyss of death by everyone because of the so-called "holy son", is the pain that Xuan Chan will never be able to express in his heart.

In particular, Xuan Qiu asked to go by himself, and even calmed down their emotions before leaving.

Faced with such intense emotions, Xuanqiu was a little overwhelmed. The main body was a cold-hearted person, and he never wanted to make friends with people when he met them. It could even be said that he and his family were strangers. This is the most suitable state of practice.

Because Lu Muqing vaguely knew from the very beginning that the way he wanted to practice would be the way of ruthlessness, whether it was the way of swordsmanship or the way of formation, it was just a thread to construct his way.

He intentionally avoids these overly strong emotions, but experiencing them is also a part of his way, he can't avoid them forever, shrinking and avoiding has never been Lu Muqing's style, underneath Xuanji's wide-eyed eyes and gaze that almost penetrates everything Next, Xuan Qiu lightly supported Xuan Chan, and responded: "Well, senior brother, I'm back."

Xuanji came over dissatisfied: "Brother, and me."

A person who is hundreds of years old is as self-willed as a child, which makes Xuanqiu want to take out the Zen staff that is placed in the warehouse grid, and knock this kid on the head.

In the main hall of Wuxiangmen, Lu Mujin, who had a happy conversation with Anran, the chief disciple of Wuxiangmen, paused when he saw the place, then smiled wryly and said to him:

"The host said there might be a replacement?"

"Substitute?" Lu Mujin frowned, "Who should be replaced?"

One or two young talents who were barely equal to him in the Wuxiang Sect flashed through his mind, and he was a little displeased. The Wuxiang Sect's change of course midway somewhat ignored Shuiyuezong.

Wu Xiangmen's reluctance to take a stand on the matter of the Star Luo League before was a bad impression, and now they are doing so again.

In the afternoon, outside the guest courtyard dedicated to entertaining Shui Yuezong and his party, Lu Mujin, who was about to meet the temporarily replaced leader, was stunned when he met Shang Xuanqiu's smiling eyes.

At present, considering that the number of Mahayana monks in the Star Luo League can be said to be terrifying, none of the sects have publicly stated that they will send top-notch combat forces to fight the Star Luo League. what for?

After all, he was walking with this guy again, Xuan Qiu maintained an unchanged smile, "We meet again, little friend."

He probably guessed that the people of Wuxiang Sect had a plan, they just didn't want to keep him in Wuxiang Sect, let him face off with those guys from Star Luomeng, it's better not to come back.

Even if Xuan Qiu didn't die back then, the [-]-year-old Mahayana monk had such a terrifying talent that some old monsters who had struggled to the age of [-] or [-] would see bloodshot eyes, but they were afraid of his strength and dared not do anything.

Anyway, Jiemen still needs some live animals, and a "Buddha child" with strong spiritual power is perfect, isn't it?

Xuan Qiu... Xuan Qiu prefers to kill these old guys directly.In this way, other things will be much easier to deal with. Unfortunately, he can't deal with four or five people alone, and Xie Qing may not be there, let alone she is also busy. It is a pity that the spiritual sense of the body is not enough for the time being to support another vest. Procrastinate again.

But anyway, if you have enough points, you can buy or draw a few more cards to keep them. After all, the cards of the builder should not be very good at fighting.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother," Xuanji grabbed the sleeve of Xuanqiu who was about to step on the airship, and winked at him, "Don't stay in Wuxiangmen, let's go directly to open another sect, senior brother as the suzerain, or take that Zen Yizong can accept it..."

Lu Mujin was a little...shocked listening, Wuxiangmen has some minor problems, but where is the foundation.

I didn't expect that someone would directly want to break away from Wuxiangmen and start a sect?Still say so blatantly?

Then he thought about it carefully, don't say it, if Master Xuanqiu agrees, it is really possible.

Xuan Qiu broke his hand, and said righteously: "Nonsense, I will not leave Wuxiangmen."

When he came back, he wanted to rectify the Wuxiang Sect. If he ran away, in what name would he do it?

The author says:

good night!

If I didn't stick with the first little angel, I must have fallen asleep (squeeze all the claws in advance);

I love you!Chumi——