Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 245
However, although there are not many Dao realm powerhouses in the world, they are not in the minority. Both of them can recognize most of them, but the young man in white in front of them makes them confused, and they can't see each other's roots at all. It's a bit strange.

"In Xiamei Qingshan and Xiamei Qinghai, you are the contemporary elders of Haotianzong. I don't know which spiritual mountain you practice in?" The two walked over, their faces extremely kind.

at this time!

Lu Xin smiled suddenly, and the indifference around him disappeared. He got up from the seat and said in a gentle voice: "It turns out that it is the elder of Haotian Sect. He lived in the mountains for a long time in Xialu Xin. He was born in the present dynasty. If there is any disrespect, I hope you two Fellow Daoist Haihan."

Hearing Lu Xin's words, the two of them were stunned. They had never heard the name Lu Xin before, and they dared to confirm that there was no imperial monk named Lu Xin among the sects in the world. This also made the two of them more aware of Lu Xin's origin curious.

"Guan Daoyou's cultivation is unpredictable, he must be the successor of the great sect, but I don't know which powerful person you inherit?" Mei Qingshan probed out, fearing that Lu Xin is the disciple of a certain powerful person, the relationship between this Intricate and complicated, if not handled properly, it is very likely to cause a catastrophe.

Lu Xin saw the temptation of the two completely in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "There is no inheritance for Lu, but he just accidentally got a classic book left by the ancient Venerable Qing Ming, and practiced in the mountains for many years, until now. If you succeed, you will be born."

"Venerable Qing Ming?"

The two murmured, obviously hearing this name for the first time, the person who might be matched with the word Qingming, is it a commoner?

"Fellow Daoist Lu, are you from this world?" Mei Qinghai asked in surprise.

Hearing this person's words, Lu Xin smiled and said: "Lu is indeed a person in this world.

After receiving Lu Xin's answer, the two looked at each other, seeing the excitement in each other's eyes, and did not have much doubt about Lu Xin's explanation.

Because after the five changes in the world, many people in this world have encountered many adventures, and their cultivation level can be said to be changing rapidly, just like Xiao Haoran of the Demon Sect, Shen Canghai, the master of the Dragon Subduing Sect, and many arrogances born out of nowhere and stepping into the realm of the emperor.

They are all people in this world, and they have become the overlords of one side, and they have established sects in this world, and their prestige has spread all over the world.

The reason why the two are so excited is naturally because Lu Xin has just been born, and he is still a casual cultivator. If he can be recruited into his own sect, it will not only be a great achievement for the two of them, but also let the strength of Haotianzong be questioned. general improvement.

Looking at the pensive look of the two, Lu Xin smiled slightly, a strange look flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

"When Lu first arrived in Tianmu City, he killed a disciple of the noble sect. Please take care of the two fellow Taoists." Lu Xin bowed his hands and bowed.

Lu Xin's words brought the two of them back to their senses quickly, and Mei Qingshan hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "How can the monks of the imperial way lightly insult what fellow daoists say? We must kill it, so that we can give an explanation to fellow Taoists."

boom!
Suddenly!

Mei Qingshan shattered the table case with one palm, turned around and glared at the middle-aged scholar: "Sun Wanxiang, are you guilty?"

Such a scene made the middle-aged scribe pale instantly. He had already guessed the plan of the two elders, which was to use his life to curry favor with this imperial monk.

"The disciple is not effective in disciplining his subordinates, and he has already been convicted, so I ask the two elders for mercy." The middle-aged scribe was dripping with cold sweat, kowtowing to the two of them continuously.

"You are the elder of my Haotian sect's outer sect. For the sake of your devotion to your duty for many years, your wife and children will be taken care of by the young Haotian sect. You can sue yourself here." Mei Qingshan said coldly.

The body of the middle-aged scribe trembled like chaff. He knew that he had been regarded as an abandoned child, which also made his eyes flash with despair, and this was the sorrow of low-level monks, who even controlled their own lives in the hands of others.

"This person is not at fault. If you can give Lu a face, let him spare his life."

As Lu Xin's voice sounded, the middle-aged scribe was stunned suddenly. He didn't expect that Lu Xin would plead for himself, and this also made him suddenly wake up. As if he had grasped the last straw, he kept kowtowing to Lu Xin: "Thank you senior, thank you senior."

Lu Xin pleaded for the middle-aged scribe, the two naturally wanted to give Lu Xin this face, and they didn't really want to kill this person, they just wanted to sell Lu Xin a favor, since Lu Xin pleaded for him, it was exactly what they wanted.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lu pleaded for you, I will save your life. If you commit the crime again, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

"Thank you two elders for your kindness." The middle-aged scribe was extremely humble, and kept kowtowing to the two, but the two Haotianzong elders did not see the resentment in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe.

The next thing was very simple. The two invited Lu Xin to visit Haotianzong, and Lu Xin readily agreed. After being escorted by the middle-aged scholar, Lu Xin and others also disappeared in the Buzui Building.

Not drunk in the building.

The middle-aged scribe sat on the fifth floor, his face was ferocious and terrifying, and there was a great resentment in his eyes. He didn't have the humble posture he had just faced the two elders.

"You two old men are really deceiving people too much." The middle-aged scribe gritted his teeth, his voice filled with extreme hatred.

If Lu Xin hadn't pleaded for him just now, the middle-aged scribe would have been absolutely certain that he would have been killed by the two of them, and the middle-aged scribe had also recognized the facts in front of him. Just ants.

"Humph!"

"In addition to your strong cultivation base, your eyesight to know people has long been rotten. How can this Lu Xin be such a simple person?"

Although the middle-aged scholar is an elder of the outer sect, he has always been doing the way of welcoming guests, and his ability to observe words and expressions can be said to be outstanding.

He naturally heard the conversation between Lu Xin and the two elders. He didn't believe what Lu Xin said, just because he saw with his own eyes how the young servant was killed by Lu Xin. , was deeply imprinted in his mind.

To be able to kill people like slaughtering pigs and dogs, without panic in the heart, is extremely difficult even for monks of the imperial way. This has nothing to do with cultivation, but a state of mind. Those who can have this state of mind must have experienced it. Unimaginable killing, how could it be a monk who lived in seclusion in the mountains?

"Come on!"

The middle-aged scribe pondered for a while, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and his voice suddenly sounded.

As a young servant came to his side, the middle-aged scribe said in a low voice: "Before the sun sets, send all the spirit stones to my wing. This matter must be kept secret, and no one should know about it." .”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged scribe, the young servant was slightly taken aback, but he followed the order and left.

"Lu Xin, is this really your real name?" The middle-aged scribe murmured, his eyes brightened.

　Today is the last day of March, and there are only two shifts, and if one shift is missing, even if you readers let Fengling take a day off at the end of the month, Fengling's request is not too much. . . .

　　Tomorrow is April [-]st, and a new month begins. Fengling will continue to work hard to update it. After all, I have a lot of debts, and I can't pay it off.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)