Chapter 1221 Qinghong Sect

I just said a few words, but was refuted by the suzerain. This old man called Jingjie seemed a little embarrassed.

He turned his back to the crowd. Although the crowd couldn't see his expression, they could feel it from the slightly subtle atmosphere.

However, the suzerain is the suzerain after all, and he is also Jingjie's brother, even if he said something, Jingjie would not say much.

He just coughed lightly, and then said: "What the suzerain said is very reasonable, but even if they don't harm people, this practice method is still not advisable after all, it is not as good as our pure-hearted practice Those who follow the way of heaven and practice like this will eventually be on the right path, do you understand?"

"Yes, follow Master's instructions."

"Follow Master's instruction."

All the disciples bowed respectfully and said in unison.

Except for the different titles of "Master" and "Master Uncle", the rest of the movements and expressions are exactly the same.

Seeing that Zixuan was about to curl her lips to complain again, Xue Rui hurriedly said: "Miss Zixuan, people like them have stayed in the mountains all year round, are out of touch with the times, and don't understand anything. It is inevitable that there is something wrong here."

While talking, Xue Rui pointed in the direction of those people, and then said with relief: "You can treat their words as the nonsense of a group of lunatics. Who would take the words of mental illness seriously? We don't agree with such old people. General knowledge, lest you lose your identity."

"It's true, what do they know! The old guy who is half buried in the earth only has years and no brains, and can only talk nonsense. This girl has a broad mind and a magnanimous heart. I forgive you!" Zixuan snorted , showing a very disdainful demeanor.

Seeing her obvious self-comfort, Tang Feng felt amused, but he didn't say much.

Among the crowd, there was a middle-aged man with a dark red belt who bowed slightly to Jingjie with a very respectful attitude, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing his own disciple like this, Jingjie nodded to him and motioned: "Yiping, what's the matter with you?"

Yiping took a step forward, bowed to salute, and then said: "Master, there is a way that righteousness and evil are incompatible. Since this cultivator is not a righteous way, then we must not be able to get along with our Qinghong sect. Why? I have never heard of any conflicts between us and them before?"

After hearing what this person said, Rong Guocheng murmured: "So they are Qinghong Sect, no wonder, no wonder."

Judging from what he said, it seems that he knows something about this sect.

Although Tang Feng is well-read and knows many things, he doesn't know much about the sects on the earth, so he just looks at Rong Guocheng.

There was also a bit of inquiry in Zixuan's eyes.

Although she is a disciple of a sect and a real Qi refiner, her sect has too little communication with the outside world. Except for the Yangshan sect closest to their sect, she doesn't know the existence of other sects at all. .

Among all the people, only Rong Guocheng was relatively knowledgeable.

Rong Guocheng saw Tang Feng looking at him, and when he was about to speak, he heard Jingjie say to the disciple: "There are very few heterogeneous monks in this world, and they all hide and practice in extremely secret places, and occasionally wander around. Between us and the mortal world, waiting for an opportunity to absorb souls, in the past, if we orthodox monks encountered alien monks who harmed others, we would take action to deal with them. However, in the past few hundred years, neither we nor they have been hidden from the world , there is no chance to meet, naturally there is no conflict."

Just after Jingjie's voice fell, Rong Guocheng said quickly in the gap: "When I was in Longhu Mountain, I heard the disciples of the sect talk about Qi refiners. The largest sect in China, but according to the legend, they are located in the area of ​​Guangxi province, so when I came here, I never connected the big sect here with the Qinghong sect, but thinking about it now , apart from them, there is no other sect that can have such a large scale."

Although the distance between Guicheng and Sichuan Province is not too far, in today's society, it doesn't take much time to go back and forth, but if a large sect has established a foundation in one place, it will rarely move. .

Moreover, the mountains and mountains in Guangxi Province are very easy to hide, and there are many geomantic treasures with spiritual energy. If the Qinghong Sect had established a firm foothold there before, there would be no reason to travel all the way to Sichuan Province.

The disciple named Yiping said again: "Master, does the appearance of this magic weapon mean that there are monks of different races walking in the world? Moreover, this person has already arrived in our sect, should we get rid of this scourge? There are many of them, and there is a saying that those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to vermilion are red, these people are walking with monks of different races, are they also in this evil way, or are they bewitched by such monsters?"

Zixuan has started to have non-stop luck.

What this person said was too harsh.

Before that, Jingjie only discriminated against the entire group of heterogeneous monks, but he simply pointed at Zixuan's nose and called her a "monster".

After leaving the sect, apart from being deflated a few times in front of that mysterious man in Xijing and Tang Feng, Zixuan has always been praised by others, where has she ever suffered such anger?

She had a small face, bulging with anger, clenched her fists in both hands, wishing she could rush out immediately, and slapped his face fiercely with a big ear scraper, making him kneel and sing conquest, and never dare to mess around casually again. speak.

"Miss Zixuan, calm down, calm down, we said just now, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person."

Xue Rui hurriedly said, afraid that Zixuan would explode immediately.

Seeing that Zixuan was really about to lose control, Tang Feng said, "They don't really know much about heterogeneous monks, and they just heard it passed down from the previous generation. Some misunderstandings are inevitable. Wait a minute, let's settle it together. That's right."

Zixuan angrily pointed at the man, and said: "When the time comes, leave this need to me!"

"Okay." Tang Feng immediately nodded in agreement, very happy.

Just when Zixuan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, Tang Feng added slowly: "Let me remind you first, his cultivation is at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

This sentence made Zixuan's flushed face turn purple again, not only annoyed, but also a little embarrassed.

With her fourth level of qi refining, what fighting power does she have in front of others at the seventh level of qi refining?

This is really more than enough and not enough.

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is useless.