"Bold! Who are you, to dare to be so presumptuous!"

The old man in purple rushed out, stood in front of Ling Luo, and looked at her angrily.

Ling Luo smiled slightly, and took out something from his sleeve, which was the holy decree of the Qionghua Sect, and said, "My name is Luo Ge, and I am a casual cultivator. under the door."

The old man in purple was stunned.

A pair of eyes stared fixedly at the palm-sized metal token in Ling Luo's hand, engraved on it was indeed the logo of Qionghua Sect.

The old man in purple is named Ling Xiande, and he is one of the elders in charge of the Qionghua Sect.At the same time, it is also an important branch of the Ling clan.

He grabbed the Qionghua sect's sacred order from Ling Luo's hand, put it in his palm and looked at it repeatedly, and injected a little spiritual power to verify it.

"Xiande, but is it true?"

On Ling Ying's unparalleled beauty, there was a look of majesty.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Ling Xiande's forehead, he turned around with an ugly expression on his face, and said, "It's true."

Ling Ying's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a strange color flashed across her eyes, and she said loudly: "You just bring the holy order and show it to the suzerain."

Ling Xiande dared not disobey the order of the deputy suzerain, held the order in both hands, and handed it forward very respectfully.

Ling Ying took the holy decree from Ling Xiande's hand, looked at it repeatedly, her red lips curled up with a voluptuous arc, and said, "That's right, it was indeed the holy decree sent by me, Qionghua, 500 years ago. .Xiande, you can take this boy down, arrange a place for him inside the gate, and make other arrangements after the Immortal Gang Conference is over."

Ling Xiande bowed and said yes.

Afterwards, Ling Ying put away the sacred order very casually, without giving Ling Luo a second look from the beginning to the end.

In Ling Ying's eyes, this is just a boy with extremely ordinary aptitude, mediocre cultivation and unremarkable appearance. It is already a great kindness for the Qionghua faction to keep their promise to accept him.

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In the land of Immortal Gang, the land is vast and sparsely populated.

Within this area, there is a mountain range with an imposing celestial spirit called Qionghua Peak.

Ling Luo was brought to the Qionghua School by the old man in purple.

Along the way, Ling Xiande's brows were deeply furrowed. Obviously, he had a lot of opinions on Ling Luo.

A low-status casual cultivator unexpectedly had shit luck and got an imperial edict from the Qionghua Sect.

Ling Xiande took Ling Luo to a very barren area on the mountain, pointed to a row of low stone tile houses, and said: "They are all empty, you can choose one to live in."

"Yes." Ling Luo answered with a low eyebrow, without saying anything.

"In the past few days, because of the Immortal Gang Conference, the sect is busy with affairs, and I don't have time to take care of you. After a few days, you will formally join the Qionghua sect and become a disciple."

Ling Xiande looked extremely proud, and looked down at Ling Luo coldly with eyes that looked down on the common people in the world.

"Thank you Elder Ling."

Ling Luo lowered her head slightly, unable to see the expression on her face clearly.

Her voice, after undergoing gender-swapping processing by the Heavenly Circle, is perfect and impeccable. It is the voice of a standard ordinary boy, not special, not brilliant, and not ugly.

Ling Xiande nodded slightly, thinking to himself, he is still sensible, not so annoying.

After Ling Xiande randomly stuffed Ling Luo into a stone room, he left directly.

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