As soon as Su Fuyun finished speaking, the female cultivator in blue who spoke first rolled her eyes: "What does it matter to others if she can't break through? Do you really think that just because you are the daughter of an elder, you can be lawless? You are the same, Junior Sister Fuyun.

The disciples of Immortal Master Yanchen didn’t make everyone wait as hard as she did! In the Qi Refining Period, why would they come here to seize the opportunity of the Foundation Building Period?”

The female nun in blue has a hot temper and speaks directly, so she can offend people accidentally.

Fortunately, the person next to me reacted quickly and immediately added: "Junior sister Fuyun, don't misunderstand me. Junior sister Chen Xiu just complained casually. You are about to build a foundation now, so it is very appropriate to come here to practice."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The female cultivator named Chen Xiu also realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly said: "I just don't want to see myself stuck in the Qi training period, and I am trying to steal someone else's spot in the foundation building period..."

Seeing that Chen Xiu was getting more and more embarrassed as she tried to make up for her, Sang Ying was too lazy to continue watching the drama.

He then took the initiative to step forward and give a sword-holding ceremony to the leader of the team, Mu Xuan, the disciple of the sect leader.

"Senior Brother Mu, I am Jiang Xuefeng Sang Ying. I'm sorry for being late. I was still in retreat earlier, and I just received the news and came here. I'm really sorry for wasting everyone's time."

The girl wearing a moon-white cassock is tall and has a frosty face that makes people wonder whether she is a real person.

If Sang Ying was a rare beauty before, then Sang Ying after the foundation is established, she can be said to have the appearance of an immortal.

Although the other party is only fifteen years old, it is not difficult to imagine how beautiful she will be when she grows up.

Most of the people in the team were dumbfounded, except Mu Xuan who woke up after a slight daze.

He had long heard from his master that this time Yanchen Immortal Lord put his two disciples into the trial team in the Qishan Secret Realm.

One of these two people has practiced Qi at the tenth level, and the other has practiced Qi at the twelfth level.

Although Mu Xuan respected Immortal Yanchen, he still felt that what he did was not appropriate. Let’s not talk about the unfairness to other disciples. Just talk about the two Qi refining periods. How to survive in the secret realm of the foundation building period is very difficult.

Big problem.

But the sect leader's tasks had already been arranged, and Mu Xuan had no way to refuse. He could only do his best to protect the safety of these two people.

When the team set out today, although Su Fuyun was still in the Qi refining stage, he seemed to be about to break through. He arrived at the gathering place early, saying that he would obey his arrangements and never cause trouble.

This made Mu Xuan's impression of her slightly better.

But the other Sang Ying didn't arrive for a long time, and she didn't know why when she asked Su Fuyun.

Mu Xuan hated people who were not punctual, and he immediately criticized Sang Ying.

But now that he had met the real person and looked at her aura that had not yet calmed down, he knew that this person had already established a foundation.

Naturally, Mu Xuan was not the only one who could tell that Sang Ying had established the foundation. Other disciples who had established the foundation earlier than Sang Ying also noticed the aura of a foundation-building monk in her immediately.

The two female nuns who had mocked Sang Ying openly and secretly before felt a little pain in their faces and silently withdrew into the crowd and stopped talking.

After hearing Sang Ying's explanation, Mu Xuan didn't say whether he believed it or not, so he arranged for her to join the team first.

Su Fuyun's cultivation level was low and he couldn't tell that Sang Ying had established the foundation. He just wondered why she looked better today than before.

As soon as Sang Ying joined the team, she deliberately approached her and asked: "Junior sister, the master has been in seclusion these days, so the sect leader ordered me to inform you of the time when you will go out for training. I sent you many jade charms for sound transmission, but you ignored them.

I."

"Really?" Sang Ying recalled the situation outside her cave, "I didn't find the sound transmission jade talisman when I came out of seclusion."

There was only an angry Zhou Heng'an standing outside.

"It's impossible. I really gave out the jade talisman. You believe me, junior sister. I can't lie!" Su Fuyun said, her eyes turning red again.

Sang Ying didn't know how to coax people. What she was most afraid of was the woman's tears. When she saw this, she had to say: "I must have seen it wrong. Thank you, senior sister, for informing me."

Su Fuyun was blocked by her, and for a moment she didn't know whether to cry or not.

She wanted to say something else, but Mu Xuan in front of her didn't give her a chance and began to give a brief speech before departure.

"This trip to the secret realm of Qishan is full of dangers. Since I, Mu Xuan, have been the leader of this trip under the order of the sect leader, I must shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting everyone's safety. I hope that during this trip, all my fellow disciples can follow my arrangements.

, don’t delay everyone’s schedule because of your own selfishness.” Mu Xuan paused after saying this.

Soon, he continued: "We, the people of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, are our own business no matter what the competition is within the sect. But outside, I hope everyone can help each other and don't let people from other sects see the joke. If

If you let me know that someone took the opportunity to play tricks and frame up fellow sect members, then don’t blame me for dealing with them according to sect rules!"

Mu Xuan was the disciple of the sect master, and he had reached the level of foundation building at a young age, so he also had some prestige in the inner sect. After what he said, Sang Yingpin really gained some of the aura of the sect leader.

He said it so seriously that no one dared to take it seriously, so they all responded obediently.

Not long after, an elder from Nascent Soul arrived. With a wave of his long sleeve, a flying boat engraved with the seal of the Flowing Light Sword Sect floated above the clouds and mist.

I also know this Yuanying elder Sang Ying. His Taoist name is Yanhua, and he cultivates the wrathful sword. I heard that when Elder Yanhua was still in the golden elixir stage, he was so angry that he leveled a certain sect with one sword.

The main peak of the door.

When he later became a Nascent Soul monk, no one dared to mess with him.

For this reason, there is even a saying in the world of cultivation: "Those who practice the Furious Sword are all lunatics!"

Being protected by such a powerful person and going to experience in the secret realm, Sang Ying felt extremely safe.

Perhaps because of his training in the Wrath Sword, Elder Yanhua's temper was a bit eccentric on weekdays. The disciples had long heard of his reputation and did not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

Even when he got on the flying boat and passed by him, he seemed cautious, and Sang Ying was naturally the same.

Unexpectedly, when Sang Ying, like the people in front, bowed to Elder Yanhua and was about to leave, Elder Yanhua, who had been closing his eyes to rest, suddenly spoke:

"Are you from the Sang Zheng family?"

Sang Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Sang Zheng is her father's name.

I thought Elder Yanhua had something else to say, but unexpectedly, after receiving the answer, the other party just nodded and closed his eyes again.

When Sang Ying saw this, although she was still a little surprised, she did not delay any further and turned around and walked towards the side of the flying boat.

She didn't see that after she turned around, Elder Yanhua opened his eyes again. His gaze fell on Sang Ying's back and did not move away for a long time.

Sang Zheng, Sang Zheng, do you really think you can save the world? But look, now you can't even protect your own daughter.


Chapter completed!