It is not as fast as Lilan's realm to the fairy world, it takes a full three days to reach the Xuanwu realm from the fairy world.

Maybe they were worried that the disciples of various sects would be bored and that they would cause trouble when they got together. The refiners also specially added a training room to the flying boat to allow the monks to vent their anger.

But even though the people in the Xuanwu Realm have thought it very carefully, they still cannot resist the desire of some people to make trouble.

Almost as soon as Sang Ying and his party settled, Luo Jin from Moromon led the male cultivator from the Wuji Sect in Xuanwu Realm to come to the door.

The man is much inferior to Luo Jin beside him, but his noble character cannot be ignored by anyone.

As soon as the two of them arrived, they called out to the team leader of Wan Daosheng, Ji Fucang, especially Luo Jin, and said bluntly: "It's really strange, Fellow Daoist Ji, why didn't you go into seclusion this time, but instead took over the team leader's job?"

As soon as these words came out, the several Moromon disciples following him immediately laughed out loud.

The male cultivator from Wuji Sect didn't know the previous situation and asked specifically: "Fellow Daoist Luo, what do you mean?"

Luo Jin heard this and curled his lips: "This is also an old thing. I and Wan Daosheng's fellow Taoist Ji are the same people who have entered the sect. When our two sects participated in the sect competition, I was the eldest disciple of Moromon, and Fellow Ji was also the chief of Wan Daosheng's new disciples at that time. I thought we could meet in the sect competition and make a good fortune."

"What then?" The male cultivator of Wuji Sect answered in time.

"Then?" Luo Jin chuckled, "Then Fellow Daoist Ji suddenly went into seclusion and failed to participate in that competition. My sect is lucky and got the first place. Wan Daosheng didn't even enter the first three. This incident surprised us for a long time."

Hearing this, Moromon's disciples laughed louder, but Sang Ying and others frowned silently.

As if it was not enough, Luo Jin then said, "It's probably because we Moromon is lucky. After that, many disciples of Wan Daosheng said that if it weren't for fellow Taoist Ji's temporary retreat, we would definitely not be the first. If this is spread too much, I think it makes sense."

"So I am so happy now that I see fellow Daoist Ji personally leading the team to Xuanwu Realm. I think I should be able to communicate with fellow Daoist Ji this time?"

Without waiting for Ji Fucang to respond, the Wuji Sect cultivator said sarcastically: "What kind of luck is not lucky? If you have the strength, you can naturally win. If you lose without the ability, you should lose."

"The so-called 'sudden retreat' is probably because some people with false reputations are worried that you will be hurt by fellow Daoist Luo, so you deliberately hide and dare not go!"

"What are you talking about? My senior brother is not like this!" The female cultivator who had been following Ji Fucang could not help but want to draw his sword and go forward immediately.

But she was stopped by her senior brother without taking a step.

The person who stood in front of the disciples of Wan Daosheng was tall and upright. Although he did not have the elegant temperament like Jimo Qing, his gentle and tolerant aura was also attractive.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Luo Jin of Moromon. If fellow Daoist does not stand up, he will not recognize you." Ji Fucang's gentle smile on his face did not diminish at all, but the words he said made Luo Jin change his face instantly.

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Moromon's laughter gradually stopped, but this could not stop Ji Fucang from speaking out:

"When it comes to the sect competition, I feel a little regretful. Fortunately, I am lucky. The new disciple who took over my chief position did not go into seclusion like me. Instead, I have achieved good results with her junior brothers and sisters."

As he said that, Ji Fucang waved behind him: "Sang Ying, come on. I will introduce you to know each other with the senior brothers."

Everyone looked in the direction Ji Fucang pointed, and only saw half of the head drowned in the crowd.

A group of monks with cultivation at least at the beginning of the Nascent Soul stage hurriedly turned sideways to give way to Sang Ying, and the expectation in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Sang Ying didn't expect that she would be suddenly raised, but when she saw the eyes of her senior brothers and sisters, she walked out along the path without hesitation.

Seeing this, Ji Fucang's junior sister took the initiative to make way out and pushed Sang Ying into the eyes of everyone.

"This is the chief of my new disciple of Wan Daosheng, Sang Ying. Thanks to Moromon's concession, Sang Ying and my junior brothers and sisters were lucky enough to win the first place in the last sect competition."

Speaking of this, Ji Fucang paused, as if he was thinking about something: "By the way, Sang Ying, where was Moromon ranked in that competition?"

Sang Ying suppressed her smile and replied: "Why did your senior brother forget such an important thing? Last time in the sect competition, Moromon had a disciple who practiced evil magic and even tried to falsely accuse us of this. So he was removed from his ranking and didn't even get a last shot."

The female cultivator with a good appearance had a gentle tone, and the expression on her face looked exactly the same as Ji Fucang. However, this expression was particularly dazzling when it fell into the eyes of Luo Jin and others.

"Junior sister is right. Senior brother has a bad memory. He even forgot such an important thing." He turned to Luo Jin, "It seems that when the sect teaches his disciples in the future, he cannot just focus on improving his cultivation, and also pay more attention to his disciple's morality. Otherwise, if this matter happened a few more times, wouldn't Moromon lose a lot of cultivation resources?"

Ji Fucang's tone was extremely sincere, as if he was really worried about Moromon.

But now, Luo Jin's smile could not be maintained at all.

Not only him, but even the male cultivator of the Wuji Sect who came to watch the show turned to say, "The sect competition in your fairy world is really boring. If you still want to recall the past, just let it go, I won't accompany you!"

After saying this, the male cultivator shook his sleeves and left.

Luo Jin quickly stopped the person: "Fellow Daoist He Xiu, wait, aren't there any important things we have here?"

He secretly reminded the other party, but the man named He Xiu did not give him any face: "It was something, but now I think you Moromons don't have the ability to do this, so let it go!"

He Xiu shook Luo Jin's hand away and quickly left without looking back with his own head.

Luo Jin, who was left behind, lost face. He turned to Ji Fucang, his face so gloomy that it could drip out of water: "Your clan is lucky, but I don't know when will it be good luck?"

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Luo, you will have a long time of luck." Ji Fucang's expression remained unchanged.

Too lazy to have a quarrel with others, Luo Jin quickly left in shame amid the proud laughter of Wan Daosheng's disciples.

...

The remains of monsters and monks were everywhere, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

A young child crawled out of the ruins and saw his mother lying in a pool of blood at a glance.

He crawled towards his mother with all his might, not caring about how much blood was stained with his body.

"Mom! Mom, wake up, don't leave me behind." The child's cry was particularly obvious in the chirping of jackdaws.

Somewhere in the ruins, the crazy monster who was originally searching for living people suddenly raised its head. It was attracted by the crying sound and broke through the debris above its head. The red eyes reflected the appearance of the child.

The monster gently raised its claws and showed its fangs at the child.

The author has something to say:

Queque tried hard to wet her hair before she could barely survive the high temperature, woof.

Babies, please be careful about heatstroke prevention. That’s all for today, see you tomorrow~


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