My filial piety has gone bad

In his opinion, this old man is a typical double-faced man, with astonishing methods and wobbly buttocks, he is more old fox than Huangfuqun.

Talking about people when seeing people, talking nonsense when seeing ghosts, and talking about why the Daoist League needs a united front of five sects when seeing Huangfu Qun, he is so slippery that he doesn't look like a traditional demon sect at all.

Of course, without such a person, the Mozong would have disappeared long ago.

Huangfuqun clasped his fists respectfully again.

"As it should be."

After exchanging greetings, Qiu Renjun looked around symbolically, and asked in a natural tone:

"By the way, where is Junior Sister Yinyue?"

Ling Zhouyue glanced at the old man, remembering that the old man had always been secretly in love with Master.

"Are you still thinking about it? There are so many handsome men and beauties in our sword-holding peak, and it's your turn, old man?"

Qiu Renjun's face froze, and he became even paler.

The Ziteng girl on the side took up the conversation.

"Junior Sister Lingzhou, you are more demonic than the people of the Demon Sect."

Ling Zhouyue raised her head to drink, she didn't mind such trivial matters at all.

"It's all whitewashed, can it still be called the Demon Sect? Sooner or later, everyone will be the lackeys of the Dao League, so there is no difference between the righteous way and the devil way."

The two Daomeng deacons directly called the experts!

The wisteria in her body flipped and shrank, showing a slim figure, and the Ziteng girl winked like silk and said:

"Junior Sister is still so straightforward, no wonder Elder Yinyue likes it."

Ling Zhouyue only cares about drinking and doesn't bother to talk to her anymore.

Lu Pingtian looked up at the mountain guard formation, always feeling that something was wrong.

"The formation has been rebuilt and strengthened... Has your sect encountered the Netherworld?"

Bo Yunzi had a stern and feminine face, with a majestic aura, as if overlooking Lu Pingtian.

"Why not? After the Yancheng incident, the sect will naturally strengthen the formation."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Huangfu Qun hurriedly said:

"The boat is exhausted, and we are far away, so let's take a seat first, and talk about it in detail over tea."

Only then did a few people come to the main office.

The living room on the top floor.

Serve tea.

After a cup of tea and a few greetings, Qiu Renjun talked about Wuyan City again.

"Who would have thought that the legend of the ancient magic dragon was actually true, and only the presence of Elder Lingzhou could save 300 million Liming people from the mouth of the underworld and the mouth of the dragon."

Ling Zhouyue sat on a large mahogany chair, facing Qiu Renjun.

"If you have a disciple of Tianjiao, you can do it too."

Xiao Ran seemed to see in Master's mind: love disciple value +1...

Girl Ziteng said:

"Next, the Daoist League organizes a dragon hunting team, and Junior Sister Lingzhou will surely participate, right?"

Ling Zhouyue didn't care much, continued to drink and said:

"I have lured the magic dragon out, and you still want me to catch it? The future of the cultivation world belongs to young people, let them go."

Xiao Ran and Lu Pingtian looked at each other across the air, looking at each other in blank dismay.

After drinking some tea, Huangfuqun took the five members of the Holy Demon Sect for a tour around the gate, and finally went to the Sword Tomb.

Go straight across the first two floors and reach the sword spine layer on the mountainside.

Huangfuqun understood that for a genius like Lu Pingtian, the first two hurdles were a waste of time.

Sword spine layer.

Lu Pingtian didn't step in, but only looked at the four high-level sword layers of the Sword Tomb from a distance, and glanced at the ancient sword in it, with contempt on his face.

"Is the magic sword of the Holy Demon Sect not sharp enough? Why does my uncle force me to inherit the sword of other sects?"

"What did you say!"

Qiu Renjun suddenly became cold.

"I won the opportunity for you by coming here in person, and you suddenly told me that you don't want to inherit the sword?"

Lu Pingtian shook his head.

"Perhaps in the ancient times, the sword mounds of Zongzhi Mountain were really powerful, but now these are all leftovers from selection, so what is there to inherit?"

Begging Renjun's tone of voice is tender and delicate.

"Do you want to go back to the sect and be imprisoned?"

Lu Pingtian didn't care much and said:

"Since you think Zongzhi Mountain Sword Tomb is powerful, why don't you let Xiao Tianjiao, who has already inherited the sword, compare his sword skills with me. Isn't it clear at a glance which one is better? If the disciple loses, he is willing to inherit the sword."

"Bastard!"

The wisteria girl then added oil and vinegar, and the wisteria in her body briefly turned into a horrible dead branch.

"What is Xiao Tianjiao's identity, can he compete with you?"

Xiao Ran smiled.

You acted very realistically.

The roles are well-structured, each perform their duties, and the acting skills are superb.

A few words set him up.

In addition, the Immortal Crystal has been acquired by Huangfu Qun and classified as the property of the sect, so he has no choice but to fight.