While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 8: Whose sect raises chickens?
  So, Fairy Zhizhi...

What kind of good news is this? !

It's obviously all bad news, right?
  After hearing this, Zhao Muyang felt like he was sweating inside.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly felt that his body was swaying and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

Maybe it was his misunderstanding.

I always feel that this beautiful female cultivator in front of me is actually a trouble-making existence.

"Hehehe, Zhizhi, you are so funny."

"But in that case, Zhizhi, you have nowhere else to go now, right?"

"Why don't you come back to my sect with me?"

"My master once placed a curse on the Zhao family. Once the Zhao family appears within a hundred miles of our clan, they will die violently."

"As long as we stay in the sect, we won't be afraid of revenge from the Zhao family!"

Zhao Muyang said minding his own business.

The more he talked about it, the more he felt that this idea was feasible, and his bruised and swollen face became gleaming, with a shadow of the gentleness of his previous life.

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Zhao Muyang up and down.

She didn't see anything else, she just felt that this kid was unusually excited.

Perhaps this is due to the sense of pride and responsibility that comes from being able to help her savior?
  I always feel like something is not quite right.

However, following Zhao Muyang back to his sect is not impossible after thinking about it carefully.

She really had nowhere else to go anyway.

It also takes time to observe Zhao Muyang to decide whether to regard him as a true ally.

After all, this future ninth-grade alchemist was a loyal dog licker of the heroine Su Zhi in the early stage.

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  Song Zhi originally planned to take Zhao Muyang to fly with his sword to his sect Lingxian Sect.

Just as the two of them took off, they saw several powerful escaping lights rising quickly in the direction of Dongzhou Wuji Mountain not far away.

Judging from the direction in which the light was moving, it was clearly heading towards them.

Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang were immediately shocked.

In order to avoid the fate of dying before leaving the battle, Song Zhi decisively activated a high-level teleportation talisman given by the system.

In the blink of an eye, Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang switched worlds and were successfully teleported to the gate of Lingxian Sect located at the end of the southeastern mountains of Dongzhou.

"F, what happened?"

"Strange, why do I feel that this place looks so familiar?"

Zhao Muyang was dizzy and had not yet recovered.

He raised his head and tried hard to read the big characters on the sect's plaque, his eyes full of ignorance.

Song Zhi didn't bother to look at his stupid look, and waved his hand to the back of the young man's head, scolding him softly: "He is also a future ninth-level alchemist, Zhao Muyang, can you have some high-end insights?"

"Don't be stupid. I just activated a high-level teleportation talisman. Now we have left the Yellow Market and are standing at the gate of your master!"

"Don't tell me that you are illiterate in the world of cultivation and don't know the three golden characters 'Lingxian Sect' on the door plaque!"

Song Zhi held the glazed sword and sneered at Zhao Muyang, while looking up and carefully looking at the three big characters on the white jade door plaque.

The more she looked at it, the stronger the feeling of disobedience in her heart became.

Lingxian Sect.

If she remembered correctly, she had never seen or heard of the existence of this sect, whether in the novel or in her previous life. The Lingxian Sect seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

Judging from the momentum and size of the arched door alone.

This little-known sect is not inferior to the Hanyuan Sect, the leader of the six major sects.

The three large characters on the door plaque were carved with sword intent.

The glyphs are sharp and vigorous, showing a wild and unruly style unique to sword cultivators, but the handwriting is graceful, like a slim and clear girl.

The two complement each other and form the gate plaque of Lingxian Sect, which is daunting.

It's just that the specific configuration of this land is quite different from the imagined sect.

Song Zhi unfolded his consciousness and carefully felt the aura content of this land, which he found incredible.

Who would have thought that the Spiritual Immortal Sect, with its large sect configuration, would have almost no spiritual energy around it, just like the mortal world.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Song Zhi wouldn't have believed it.

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  "Fellow Daoist Xiao Zhao, your sect seems to be quite high-class, how come you don't even have the basic spiritual energy and auspicious clouds?"

No matter how much you dig at it, you can’t dig into the sect’s reputation, right?

Song Zhi asked if he didn't understand.

Due to the hasty transmission between the two, Song Zhi forgot to ask about the specific situation of the Lingxian Sect before arriving.

Now when he went to Lingxian Sect to see it in person, Song Zhi was somewhat confused.

Zhao Muyang breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Song Zhi only sounded surprised and showed no contempt or contempt on his pretty face.

Ever since he joined the Lingxian Sect, it was common for outside monks to look down upon his own sect.

Just because the Lingxian Sect is superficial and its internal configuration is not comparable to that of an ordinary small cultivator family, it does not have the strength to make people take a high look.

"It was my negligence, please don't mind Zhizhi."

"The full name of our sect is Dongzhou Wentian Mountain Lingxian Sect. The founding founder of the sect is a god-transformation monk, known in the world as Linglong Zhenzun."

"Eight hundred years ago, the evil cultivator Hu Sui appeared. She used evil methods to absorb the flesh, blood and spiritual power of monks and mortals. The world of cultivation and the mortal world suffered greatly, and all life was in ruins."

"The evil cultivator Hu Sui has a high level of cultivation, far beyond the Mahayana. But because the path to heaven has been cut off and she cannot ascend, she wants to use evil methods to sacrifice the entire world of cultivation in order to prompt the way of heaven to reopen the path to heaven for her."

"In order to preserve the world of cultivation and save the mortal world, the founder of the sect, Linglong Zhenzun, led our high-level monks and disciples with extraordinary qualifications to rush to the battlefield and join forces with other sects to fight against Hu Sui."

"In the end, Hu Sui was successfully suppressed and eliminated. However, the founder of our sect and the disciples of our sect were all killed in the battle. As a result, the Lingxian Sect lost its greatest support. Afterwards, foreign enemies invaded and internal divisions broke out, and the Lingxian Sect fell apart. It declined rapidly.”

"When it was passed down to my master's generation, it was already the tenth generation of the Lingxian Sect. What was left to my master as the leader was this huge shell of no use."

Zhao Muyang waved his hand gently, his tone was lost, and his face was full of emotion.

Song Zhi took a closer look at him, feeling inexplicably sad.

She was speechless for a moment, so she simply stood beside Zhao Muyang, quietly looking at the imposing door plaque with him, enjoying the unique feeling.

But soon, this state of mind was deliberately broken.

A group of monks wearing blue and gray robes suddenly appeared and quickly surrounded Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang.

The person who came had an unruly look on his face, and he spat angrily when he opened his mouth, making Zhao Muyang's face pale and full of hesitation.

"Zhao Muyang! Brat, you are finally willing to come back!"

"The little yellow chicken you raised flew into the medicine fields of our Xianzhen Sect and destroyed five medicine fields, containing a total of 70,000 low-grade spiritual stones for elixirs."

"Tell me, are you going to pay with spiritual stones? Or are you going to cede the land for compensation and mortgage the Lingxian Sect's hall to us first?"

(End of this chapter)