I signed in to the Sunflower Collection at the beginning, and I threw it away

Old steward Pang used Jia Wanyue's example to inspire the outer disciples.

Why did it take half a year for Jia Wanyue to come to repay Mr. Pang?

"It's too late for you to repay, isn't it?" Xu Ling smiled eccentrically, trying to formulate words.

Jia Wanyue bit her lip and said, "Where is this, Mr. Pang? If you are dissatisfied, you can complain to the real master, the masters of each branch, elders, guardians, hall masters, and direct disciples..."

Xu Ling almost spit out the overnight meal.

He finally understood what was going on.

"The old man is not in good health recently. You must have been exhausted in the past six months. You can avoid it when you come to the old man." Xu Ling said, pushing her out of the room.

"Immortal thing still thinks I'm dirty, and doesn't even look at me, shit!" Jia Wanyue snorted in her heart, and when she got out of the yard, her expression became extremely dignified, like an iceberg snow lotus, holy and incomparable.

……

For the next half month, Xu Ling lived in the sect as old Pang's steward.

Of course, his body is still practicing in the back mountain, without interfering with each other.

Xu Ling found and burned the letter that Mr. Pang was in charge of in a short time.

As a manager, Xu Ling is of course busy.

But if the power is distributed and the chores are handled by cronies, they will be free immediately.

His biggest problem now is that every night, female disciples will visit him.

What they want, of course, is to gain more resources and status.

The handyman wants to be promoted to an outer disciple, and the outer disciple wants to be promoted to an inner disciple...

As for inner disciples.

They will find someone more powerful in the sect, and look down on old Pang in charge.

There are also some male disciples who offered magic weapons in exchange for help.

There were even a few handsome and feminine male disciples who said that if old steward Pang needed something, it would be fine.

Xu Ling ignored all of this and refused to see the guest.

Everyone was very puzzled, why did Mr. Pang seem to be a different person suddenly?

Such a life did not last long.

this day.

The atmosphere of the entire sect suddenly became serious, every disciple looked flustered, and the air could smell tension.

"What happened?" Xu Ling asked curiously.

"Old Pang, don't you know yet? There is another foreign enemy attacking, this time it is the god-killing Xuanyang Sword Sect, we have no Jade Cauldron, and the last time we faced the enemy attack was a disastrous victory, and our vitality has not yet been seriously injured. Recovery, what can we do this time!"

"This Xuanyang Sword Sect is already stronger than our Yuding Pavilion. Now they take advantage of the emptiness and come in. It's shameless."

"Many disciples have already fled and went down the mountain."

Several subordinates looked worried.

Xu Ling was overjoyed.

This is a good opportunity.

If Mr. Pang's death was caused by foreign enemies, no one would suspect him, Xu Ling.

Soon, the Xuanyang Sword Sect launched an attack, and the entire Yuding Pavilion fell into a melee.

Xu Ling only showed the strength of the Great Consummation of Foundation Establishment, rushing from left to right on the battlefield, extremely heroic, completely fearless of death.

It's a pity that the people he met were all young people, basically below the middle stage of foundation establishment, and most of them were in the Qi training state.

It would be too deliberate to die at the hands of these little guys, so Xu Ling had to be patient and look for the figure of the other Jindan cultivator.

The strength of Yuding Pavilion was originally not as good as that of Xuanyang Sword Sect, but now without Yuding, and without foreign aid from the wolf clan, plus the fact that they dealt with the foreign enemy's vitality before, they were no opponents at all, and they were beaten back and forth.

In less than half a day, Yuding Pavilion suffered heavy casualties, and the rest of the people retreated to the corner, with no way to escape.

Xu Ling is also in the team.

He saw the Master Zhangjiao not far away, as well as Zeng Xiangde and Ding Ling.

There were also a few familiar faces, such as Jia Wanyue, who was surrounded and protected by dozens of male disciples, all of whom were of the same path, and at this time of crisis, it was appropriate to support each other.

Everyone was covered in blood, and there was a look of misery on their faces, knowing that the sect had reached a critical moment of life and death.

The real head teacher adjusted his breath, stood up with the support of his daughter, and said loudly: "We have lost today, please send your head teacher to come out and speak!"

"Hey Hey……"

"To deal with a mere Jade Cauldron Pavilion, do you still need the head teacher to go out in person?"

"Headmaster Ding, you must be treating yourself like a dish."

Accompanied by a few sneering laughter, three figures came with swords among the stars holding the moon.

Master Ding's expression changed.

Because these three people are all late Nascent Soul Realm!

And he himself is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm.

He knew earlier that there was a gap between the two sides, but he never expected that the gap would be so big.

"Shangxian, Yuding Pavilion has no grievances or enmities with the noble sect. I hope that the three superiors will show mercy. From now on, Yuding Pavilion will be attached to the noble sect and be at your disposal at any time." Zhangjiao Ding felt ashamed, kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Seeing this scene, several disciples headed by Zeng Xiangde were filled with righteous indignation and their faces were full of anger.

The head teacher knelt down and begged for mercy. As disciples, they were at the age of blood, and felt extremely ashamed and angry.

Zeng Xiangde had already pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to go.

Not far away, Xu Ling shook his head secretly. If this continues, everyone will die.

Swish!

A sword sound resounded through the hall.