Xuanhuan: Do you think my cultivation base is low?But I'm a capitalist

Chapter 61: Clear your position!

Listen to Su Hao's explanation.

Han Xingchen felt that it could still be like this.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense.

After all, with the strength and physique of Su Hao's parents, no one knows what will be born from the combination of the two.

Didn't there people in Qingxuan Holy Land say before that Su Hao was cursed by the heavens and could not practice cultivation because of his useless body?

"Good good!"

"You can practice now, and you can also make your parents rest in peace."

Han Xingchen patted Su Hao's shoulder and spoke happily.

Hearing this, Su Hao nodded obediently.

"By the way, Holy Lord, the reason why you asked me to come back to the Holy Land this time is..."

Immediately, Su Hao looked at Han Xingchen and spoke doubtfully.

At the end of the sentence, a bright light flashed across Su Hao's eyes.

That brilliance was only fleeting.

But Han Xingchen captured it very keenly.

"Don't think blindly, it's not what you think."

Han Xingchen shook his head and spoke with a broken smile.

"The Holy Land does have some opinions, but this kind of thing is harmless."

"The matter of convincing the public is even more ridiculous. I am the Holy Master Qingxuan, convincing the public? What do I need to convince the public? Do I, as the Holy Master, not even have this right?"

Han Xingchen spoke slowly.

As he spoke, Han Xingchen snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The main reason I asked you to come back is because the death anniversary of your parents is coming soon."

"It's only been a few days. You clean up and come with me to pay homage."

Immediately afterwards, Han Xingchen patted Su Hao's shoulder and spoke lightly.

Hearing these words, Su Hao was stunned for a moment.

Why is it different from what he imagined?
Judging from the fantasy novels he read in his previous life.

Shouldn't it be that his disciples were dissatisfied, and then the sect was forced to call him back, and then he showed his domineering aura and pushed him all the way?

But it’s the death anniversary of my parents...it seems to be within the next few days...

I thought about it.

Su Hao nodded, and was about to agree.

next moment.

"You, are you able to practice?"

The third elder who had just come back to his senses looked at Su Hao and spoke in horror.

Hearing this, Su Hao turned around and looked at the third elder, Gong Wuming.

"The third elder is very unhappy about what I can practice?"

Su Hao looked at Gong Wuming with a half-smile.

Hearing Su Hao's meaningful words, Gong Wuming didn't speak.

Feeling the real-life fluctuations on Su Hao's body.

On Gong Wuming's gloomy face, a ray of cold light flashed across the depths of his pupils.

Gong Wuming was indeed not happy that Su Hao was able to practice.

In this way, his apparent excuse for wanting to suppress Su Hao would be gone.

Moreover, it is not certain whether the other True God Ancestors will agree with his own rhetoric.

More importantly, if Su Hao doesn't step down from the position of Holy Son, how can Gong Wuming let his son become the Holy Son legitimately?

Originally, Gong Wuming had already thought about the matter of rhetoric.

You see, for a person who cannot cultivate at all and has no cultivation ability to stay in the position of the Holy Son is simply damaging the face of Qingxuan Holy Land.

It's better to let my son be the holy son.

This is a genius who is only in his 20s and has reached the early stage of great power.

One is a genius in cultivation, and the other is smearing the face of Qingxuan Holy Land. How to choose, Gong Wuming feels that he is quite confident.

But now Su Hao is inexplicably able to practice, and he is still in the early stage of the real person realm.

Gong Wuming felt as if he had eaten a grain of mouse feces and was disgusted.

"The Holy Son was joking."

After thinking about it, Gong Wuming finally turned to Su Hao with a gloomy face.

Since there is nothing to blame on the surface, openly going against the Holy Son and the Holy Lord would only be out of mind.

……

Following Gongwuming, he said this sentence in a neutral manner.

Then he snorted coldly and walked away.

After Su Hao and Han Xingchen chatted for a few words.

Su Hao got on the spiritual beast again and flew towards his residence.

When not far from your residence.

"Such a beautiful lady, why haven't I seen you before in Qingxuan Holy Land?"

"Could it be that she is a junior sister who has just passed the entrance examination and is preparing to join Qingxuan Holy Land?"

A gentle voice rang in Su Hao's ears.

When he heard these words, Su Hao's expression changed.

This is the residence of Su Hao, and the lady who is called beautiful...

There is only one possibility.

As Su Hao jumped down from the spirit beast, he took a few steps forward with an expressionless expression.

In front of Su Hao's eyes, a man in black clothes and robe was smiling and speaking to Qin Yirou who had just returned from somewhere.

The man has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a slender and straight figure, and a pair of black eyes as cold as ice. The whole person gives people the impression of being noble and elegant.

Behind the man's back was a black heavy sword stuck upside down.

The heavy sword was as black as ink, as if there was no life at all.

"It's him?"

Seeing this man, Su Hao froze for a moment.

Immediately, Su Hao remembered.

Isn't this the one from Qingxuan Holy Land? He made a huge splash in the sect competition and became an outsider disciple directly to become a true disciple.

Ye Qiu, who is regarded by many as the young genius of Qingxuan Holy Land, has entered the powerful realm at nearly 30 years old and is expected to become a core disciple?
But seeing Ye Qiu, Su Hao suddenly remembered.

Ming Guanhai, who claimed to be the master of the Divine Sword Sect at the beginning, and the strange man who claimed to be the master of the sect even though he was the deputy sect master.

"Why did Ye Qiu come over here?"

"What did the Divine Sword Sect really say to him?"

After thinking for a while, Su Hao shook his head.

Then he walked directly towards Ye Qiu.

"Junior Brother Ye, why are you free to come over to my place today?"

Walking to Ye Qiu's side, Su Hao coughed dryly.

Then, facing Ye Qiu's gaze, Su Hao spoke doubtfully.

This sentence has just fallen.

"You, a holy son who relies on flattery, are you qualified to ask me?"

Ye Qiu spoke disdainfully.

After saying that, Ye Qiu seemed to have remembered something and snorted coldly.

"Also, since you took out the holy weapon in the first place, why were you unwilling to give it to the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Don't you even give me face?"

Ye Qiu stared at Su Hao closely and spoke with a gloomy look.

Su Hao:?
Am I the Holy Son, am I giving you face?
next moment.

"Clap!"

He looked at Su Hao who took steps towards him with a sullen face.

"What do you want?"

"Are you, a good-for-nothing saint who relies on flattery, still trying to attack me?"

Not only was there no trace of panic on Ye Qiu's face.

Instead, he was even more disdainful, and looked at Su Hao mockingly.

next moment.

"Clear your position!"

Su Hao snorted coldly and slapped Ye Qiu with his backhand.

"laugh!"

The air was torn apart, and the whistling sound resounded instantly.

Seeing the slap coming towards him, Ye Qiu's face suddenly changed from the original disdain.

(End of this chapter)