Chapter 9 Migration Camp
"What? You want to buy or sell by force, but you can't?"

Xie Lingxiao snorted coldly.

At best, this person is just a miscellaneous Qi cultivator from the Qi Lian family, so he might not be afraid of him in a real fight.

If his family hadn't treated him as an abandoned son, how could he, a direct descendant of a noble family, be oppressed by a miscellaneous Qi monk from a Qi-training family?

"I...I didn't say that!"

When the Zaqi monk saw Xie Lingxiao's sudden sharp eyes, his heart skipped a beat. That look was definitely not that of a kind person. He was originally a tough guy who bullied the weak and feared the strong. He said with a guilty conscience: "I sincerely buy..."

"Step aside!"

Xie Lingxiao didn't listen to his nonsense and scolded him directly.

If you don't be more forceful at this time, the other party will probably continue to pester you.

The Zaqi monk was stunned when he heard this, and the expression on his face changed. However, he did not dare to make trouble on the Shangzong's spaceship, so he could only turn sideways.

Xie Lingxiao ignored him and left directly, returning to his residence.

Xie Lingqing was the only one in the living room. He stood by the window and never tired of looking at the mountains, rivers and lakes below.

"If you can't practice on the boat, read more books. Don't be too lazy."

Xie Lingxiao told him, and when he saw Xie Lingqing hurriedly agreed, he returned to his room and spread his hands, holding in them the spiritual stones he had just earned.

The normal price of the [Miasma Avoidance Talisman] in the later stage of Qi Mining Realm should be one spiritual stone per piece, but the price has been out of stock recently, so it has increased by one spiritual stone.

After all, the market for talismans and seals at this level belongs to the lower-level monks. If the price rises too high, the lower-level monks would rather sacrifice their lives to do so.

As for the cost of this talisman, it is about two pieces of spiritual stone.

In the past three days, Xie Lingxiao earned nearly five spiritual stones by waking up early and going late at night.

Early the next morning, Xie Lingxiao woke up, opened the door and came to the living room, and found Xie Lingqing standing by the window again.

He heard footsteps, turned around and saw Xie Lingxiao, and couldn't help but said awkwardly: "Brother Lingxiao, there are many people below, and we can't see the end."

Xie Lingxiao felt a little funny. When he took a closer look, he found that on the ground far away, there was a long, dark dragon slowly moving forward.

"They are mortals who have migrated to Leihongze. It seems that we are very close to the edge of Leihongze."

Xie Lingxiao paused and said, "Go and get everyone ready, we should be getting off the ship."

This grand migration operation of Nanyang Sect has been going on for some time. Many family forces have already migrated to Lei Hongze first, and my own family is the last batch to move in.

Sure enough, as soon as Xie Lingqing was ordered to leave, disciples from the Nanyang Sect came over and knocked on the door to remind them that they could get off the ship in almost half an hour, so that they could prepare early.

Soon, a group of clan members gathered in the living room.

Looking at the luggage piled up in the living room, they blushed again and became very embarrassed.

This half hour was extremely painful for everyone except Xie Lingxiao.

Oh, and Xie Linghao, whose soul has still not returned even though he has arrived in the living room, is not among them.

If you didn't know him well, you might have misunderstood him for wandering around the world all day long, thinking that this person was a bit stupid. But in fact, he was neither dazed nor stupid. He was just indifferent to things other than his own spiritual path. Just interested.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the spacecraft finally landed slowly.

Xie Lingxiao stood by the window, looking down at this place on the edge of Lei Hongze.

I saw that the Nanyang Sect had set up an endless company camp here as a forward position for migration. The mortals walking on the ground and the monks flying in the sky were extremely busy and looked very enthusiastic.

Not far away, there is a wooden tower called Guanzhai, with the blue flag of Nanyang Sect flying on it. It is the residence of Nanyang Sect's own monks.

Xie Lingxiao and the others were placed in the last batch of spaceships. With a large amount of luggage, they were extremely conspicuous among the monks.But in fact, the other clan members were busy on their way and had no time to pay attention to others. However, some clan members buried their faces and did not know this situation.

Xie Lingxiao led the way and followed the flow of people to the camp. They had been informed that they were not allowed to fly without permission.

As for the monks flying in the air, most of them are monks wearing Nanyang Sect costumes.

Under their central control, the chaotic scene where all the family forces poured in gradually became orderly.

Xie Ling, a young man, was very curious. After seeing that no one was mocking him, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the surrounding environment with interest.

The spaceship that landed behind them was like a mountain, and they were still walking in the shadow cast by it.

In front of them was a bustling crowd, heading towards the endless camp. The Nanyang Sect monks in mid-air were like shepherds, driving and guiding them.

He turned his attention to the wooden tower, only to find three figures who looked like they were extraordinary at first glance. They were unexpectedly staring at his group. He couldn't help but blush on his face and lowered his head again.

Xie Lingxiao also noticed the three people on the tower, and he knew these three people.

One of them is the middle-aged foundation-building monk of Nanyang Sect who used his life to transform into a giant black turtle.

As for the other two figures, they were a man and a woman. The man was about the same age as Xie Lingxiao, and he was already at the sixth level of the Qi Training Realm.

The woman is a few years older. She is a cold and beautiful lady, tall and beautiful, and her cultivation level is even more terrifying. She is already a great foundation-building monk!

Xie Lingxiao had interactions with these two people in his previous life.

There is a man who is similar in age to Xie Lingxiao. He is dressed in expensive clothes but has an extremely frivolous expression on his face. His name is Situ Mo.

He is a direct descendant of the cultivating immortal clan under the Nanyang Sect. In his previous life, he was called Situ Mad Dog because of his cruel and bad character. He himself suffered a lot from him, and he is a villain who needs to be guarded against.

Qi training is a family, and foundation building is a family. As for the Immortal Clan, it has the existence of the Zifu Zhenren, and then there is the Jindan Zhenjun who can establish the sect.

This set of rigorous rules is said to have been formulated by powerful forces above the Jindan Sect.

The Situ family where Situ Mo lives is a powerful Zifu fairy clan.

Not all families regard coming to Lei Hongze as a chore. Instead, the powerful Zifu Immortal Clan like the Situ family feels that this is a good opportunity to expand their family's strength.

As for the female foundation-building monk from Sister Qing Leng, her actual age is indeed only a few years older than Xie Lingxiao. She is a direct genius of the Nanyang Sect, named Xia Zhiwei.

Because the real person who opened up Lei Hongze this time was her elder in the sect, she also followed him into Lei Hongze.

Although she looked like a cold lady on the outside, her behavior was extremely different. She held a bag of snacks in her hand like a treasure, and she squinted her eyes while eating, looking very happy and happy.

This is a foodie girl...

As for Xia Zhiwei, Xie Lingxiao had some interactions with her in her previous life and had a good impression of her.

“This is a connection you can consider making in advance.”

Xie Lingxiao's mind was spinning.

"Uncle Yan, you brought a bunch of mud-legged people here."

Situ Mo, who looked frivolous on the tower, pointed to Xie Lingxiao and his party below and said contemptuously: "Are you here to open up wasteland or are you here to escape?"

Qin Youyan said helplessly: "It's the Xie family of Tianxuan Mountain. The old guys in their family are about to die, and the descendants are incapable of fighting among themselves. These people are just the abandoned sons of the family."

"The Xie family of Tianxuan Mountain? This junior remembers that they are an aristocratic family, right?"

Situ Mo narrowed his eyes and wondered what he was thinking: "Is this an abandoned son in the family?"

(End of this chapter)

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