C18 Guests from Shang Qing

It was early in the morning, and the clouds of mist were floating gently above the Taixuan Mountain. The palace on the mountain was faintly discernible in the clouds, and from time to time, beautiful birds could be seen jumping from the branches of the mountains.

Suddenly, two figures stepped on the golden multicolored light as they flew over from the eastern horizon, and landed outside of the Taixuan Mountain Mountain Gate. The golden clouds dissipated, revealing two people. Faintly, it seemed as if a yellow light had entered one of the people's sleeves.

"Martial Uncle, is it not true? Isn't it much easier for us to fly up the mountain? Shall we go up? " Outside of the memorial archway, a young girl wearing a light green skintight suit and a pair of small animal leather shoes raised her head to look at the peak as she spoke.

The young girl's figure was extremely slender and exquisite. Her eyes were like autumn water, containing a trace of craftiness and slyness. Her delicate and exquisite face carried a few traces of mischief.

This girl was actually the girl that Gu Fei had met two nights ago when she was bathing in Cold Pool of Green Water.

"Xue'er, this Taixuan Sect and our Shangqing Sect belong to the same Three Great Dao Sects. If we directly fly up the mountain, then that would be a little disrespectful to our Taixuan Sect." Behind the naughty girl, a middle-aged Daoist with an immortal demeanor said indifferently.

"So what if he's disrespectful? What's so special about his Taixuan Sect?" The young girl pouted and said nonchalantly.

Xue-er, in the end, your Taixuan Sect is still a large sect, and with a heritage of several thousand years, it is not something an ordinary sect can compare to. Although you are an outstanding figure among our Shangqing Sect's younger generation, you are still as young as you are, and there are still people equal to you in strength and even stronger than you! The middle-aged Daoist said lightly.

"Oh? I want to see what kind of abilities they actually have that is worthy of Martial Uncle taking them seriously! " The young girl's beautiful eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and he walked into the Taixuan Sect Mountain Gate with large strides.

The middle-aged Daoist looked at the girl's back, smiled, and said to himself, "Letting this girl cause some trouble is good, then I'll just casually observe the cultivation levels of the new generation of Taixuan Sect disciples. With that, the middle-aged Daoist took a big step forward and chased after the green-robed girl.

This middle-aged Daoist clearly knew that this Junior Martial Nephew of his was a proud and arrogant person. His words seemed to be quietly provoking him.

Moreover, this young girl was a proud daughter of heaven within the Shangqing Sect. She had always been unconvinced of anyone.

Shangqing Sect and that Guangcheng Immortal Sect, were all Cultivation Realm. The Three Great Dao Sects had a long history, and could be said to be linked by one another. However, there was actually competition between the three great sects.

There was not a single one within the Three Great Dao Sects who was not jealous of the position of the number one sect of the Dao Gate. But each of the Dao Arts had their own strengths and each of them specialized in their attacks, so no one was able to do anything to the other.

"Stop, this is the Taixuan Sect, please state your name!" The two Taixuan Sect young disciples who were patrolling the mountain gate walked down the mountain road and blocked the path in front of the green-clothed girl.

The girl dressed in green rolled her eyes and laughed," Shangqing Sect Disciple Lin Xue'er and Martial Uncle Ding Yangzi have specially come to visit Taixuan Sect to discuss the once in a hundred years grand event! The green-clothed girl paused for a moment before suddenly smiling slyly, "I heard that the Taixuan Sect is extremely magical. I would like to experience your Dao arts as well.

Hearing the words that the cute girl had said before, the two Taixuan Sect young disciples didn't seem to be much, but after they heard what the young girl had to say, their faces immediately became somewhat ugly.

Just at this time, the young lady Lin Xue'er did not wait for the two youths to reply, she suddenly spread out her palms, and shouted: "Thunder palm!" Amidst the delicate and clear voice, the young girl opened her palms and a talisman appeared. There were two muffled sounds like thunder, and the two young disciples were caught off guard as they flew out before landing on the mountain path with a groan.

"Hehe, Seniors, I am truly sorry!" Lin Xue'er laughed as she apologized to the two, then continued to walk forward. When she passed by the two of them, she muttered: "There's only so much Taixuan Sect people!"

Lin Xue'er seemed to want to anger the two of them, but when the two young disciples on the ground heard Lin Xue'er's words, their faces flushed red with anger.

However, they had been struck by Lin Xue'er's palm lightning and a wave of Strength of Thunder And Lightning gushed out randomly from their bodies, causing their entire bodies to be paralyzed and it was difficult for them to get up from the ground for a moment.

"Shangqing Sect Lin Xue'er has specially come to teach our senior brothers the Dao Art's absolute art." A clear and melodious sound rang out from the mountain as it traveled far away. At the same time, several figures could be seen flying through the air.

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In the Hua Lin Pavilion, Mo Songxuan said to Gu Fei who was standing in front of him, "You did not complete the chores in the sect you were in charge of, and have lost your jade tablet. You should be punished, but since your master has died in meditation, your clan only has you left, so from today onwards, you no longer have to take responsibility for the chores in the sect.

Mo Songxuan waved his hand, a trace of pity on his face. Perhaps a hundred years from now, this branch of the Ancient Refinement Method would be extinct.

Mo Songxuan's mood was a bit heavy. He had divided the nine Supreme Mystery Pills. In a hundred years, there would be eight of them. From Mo Songxuan's point of view, Gu Fei's branch no longer had any hope of continuing the Joss Flame. If nothing unexpected happened, Gu Fei would follow in his master's footsteps after a hundred years.

"Yes, Martial Uncle!" Gu Fei's face did not have any expression as he indifferently faced everything. After bowing to Mo Songxuan, he stood up and was about to leave the Hua Lin Pavilion.

Suddenly, a commotion could be heard outside the pavilion before the footsteps of the disciples could be heard. It seemed that quite a few of the disciples were quickly leaving the pavilion.

"Hmm?" Gu Fei could not help but feel that it was strange, wasn't it right now for these disciples to come to the Hua Lin Pavilion to take care of the chores in the sect? Why did they leave in such a hurry?

At this moment, Mo Songxuan's ears twitched, and his expression became somewhat strange. "Um! Our Taixuan Sect has not seen such things in many years. It's interesting, interesting, let's go take a look! " As he spoke, Mo Songxuan straightened his robe and walked out of the Hua Lin Pavilion.

Gu Fei was also very curious, what exactly was it that piqued the interest of this slovenly Martial Uncle who only stayed in the Hua Lin Pavilion and slept all day?

Gu Fei immediately followed.

Outside of the Taixuan Hall, a large amount of white robed disciples of the younger generation had already gathered. These disciples were startled and angry as they looked down at the green-clothed young girl walking up the mountain path with a smile on her face.