Gao Wu: Letting you take pictures, you wholesale supernatural powers?

Xuanyun Immortal Sect.

Changyun, who was originally full of expectations and waiting for the arrival of the genius, suddenly changed his expression.

On the side, Nagano also had a bit of surprise on his face.

Normally, when Tianjiao encounters this kind of scene, he must be eager to climb up to the Immortal Stage.

But, this one is interesting.

If there are only three words "I don't want to", he can also understand that this genius may have obtained other inheritances.

Or perhaps, he admires the sword cultivation inheritance even more.

This kind of thing is not uncommon throughout the ages.

But the problem is that after "I don't want to", there is another half sentence: At least not now.

Just a few more words.

Nagano sensed Tianjiao's confidence in it.

And an attitude of seeing immortals without worshiping them.

It has to be said that if he only had the talent of a saint, he would not be so curious.

Now, he began to look forward to the arrival of the child.

Nagano had a smiling beard and thought this genius was very interesting.

However, Chang Yun's face was clouded, as if he was extremely angry.

"Insolent! How could our Immortal Sect allow him to humiliate me like this!!!"

"Senior brother, I think for our sake, Xuanyun, we should take back the jade pendant."

"It would be magnanimous of me, Xuan Yun, not to punish him." She looked at Nagano with anger on her face.

Nagano frowned slightly and took a deep look at her.

He said indifferently: "Since ancient times, those who create holy bamboos can leave their names throughout the ages and can join any immortal sect."

"This is a rule set by a saint, do you want to violate it?" At the last sentence, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

It seems that he wants to train his disciples on his behalf.

Nagano snorted coldly: "Since it can't be taken back."

"But, did he hit our Xuan Yun in the face?"

"Should we welcome him into the house with a smile in the future?"

"Senior brother, although Wan Zong has fallen now, the reputation of Xian Zong cannot be easily insulted!"

Nagano was about to teach him a lesson, but suddenly a spiritual flash came through his heart.

He shut his mouth and said no more.

He knew that his junior sister had been protected by inheritance for several epochs.

The passing of time and the burden of inheritance.

She is no longer "she".

This time, maybe it's an opportunity for "her" to return to herself.

Somewhere in the dark, he had a premonition.

This child who rejected the immortal path may be the direct disciple accepted by the ancestor.

Otherwise, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect would not have reacted.

In silence, Nagano let out a long sigh.

"Alas, why come to the Immortal Sect's facade? I will go into seclusion to prepare gifts for the ancestor's direct disciples."

"I'll leave matters within the sect to you for the time being. If you violate the sect's rules, I will punish you severely!"

"Remember, we can only watch, not get involved."

After giving Chang Yun a serious look, he walked away.

"Junior sister knows!" Changyun clasped his fists in greeting, and the anger on his face dissipated a little.

In her opinion, the senior brother was acquiescing to her own opinion.

Nagano just left.

She then came directly to Fu Chen, who was presiding over the assessment of the Immortal Sect.

When the middle-aged Taoist saw her arrival, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Afraid of this big boss, he asked him to "seduce" Su Yu to come to Xuanyun Sect.

Changyun snorted coldly: "Don't worry, I won't let you do anything that violates the rules."

"Just now Tianjiao rejected my invitation from the Immortal Sect."

"He even deliberately made provocations. Isn't it an exaggeration to say that he offended the Immortal Sect?"

The middle-aged Taoist hesitated to speak and looked behind her.

Changyun said calmly: "Senior brother will go into seclusion and prepare generous gifts for the ancestor disciples to return to the sect."

The middle-aged Taoist sighed and said, "That's right. It's hard to prepare for the return of the ancestor's direct disciple."

"It does make our Xuanyun look shabby."

Changyun said expressionlessly: "There's no need to change the topic, and I won't deliberately embarrass you."

"There is no need to punish him."

"It's just that if he enters my Xuanyun, he will have to start over from the beginning."

"Ten times the amount."

Without waiting for the middle-aged Taoist to speak, she continued: "Since you are so proud and arrogant, you are so confident."

"It's not an exaggeration for me, Xuanyun, to give him some tests."

"Throughout the ages, there are many people who have the appearance of saints. In the end, it depends on their state of mind."

"I'm just doing this to let you ask your questions in advance."

"If he can't pass, just give him a random inheritance, and it won't be considered a violation of the saint."

The middle-aged Taoist was speechless, hoping that another old man's voice would sound in his heart.

For a long time, there was no sound.

He was helpless and knew that the person should also approve.

It seems that the child really went too far.

"Then I will follow your instructions." He responded with his hands raised.

Changyun nodded with satisfaction, but did not leave immediately.

In order to prevent this whisker from just dealing with her, she added: "Since you have already promised me."

"Then let's lock down the arrogant man's energy first."

"I would also like to see what kind of look he has, how dare he be so arrogant." A sneer appeared on Chang Yun's face.

This time, the middle-aged Taoist also stopped writing.

Waving the whisk in his hand, the Qi machine was immediately locked.

The next second, his expression became complicated, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Changyun asked with cold eyes: "What? Do you really want to fool me?"

He sighed and reluctantly handed over his hand: "Of course not, it's just that this person is a little special."

Changyun was stunned for a moment, then the displeased look on his face disappeared: "Could it be that he is the ancestor's direct disciple?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head: "That's not true. My ancestor's direct disciple, even if I try my best to speculate, I still can't lock it in now."

"It's just that this person is the same person that the senior asked me to look for earlier."

The voice fell.

Changyun's expression suddenly changed.

A chill instantly filled the entire Xuanyun Immortal Sect.

On the other hills, the geniuses who were still fighting for the elimination sneezed a few times.

"How proud!"

"How hateful!!"

The middle-aged Taoist even felt a killing intent in the other party.

He was about to remind.

Changyun's expression returned to calm, and he looked at him coldly: "You should ask for it a hundred times!"

"Not only did you insult my immortal sect, but you also misled my genius."

"A hundred times, it's enough to let him go."

Her tone was beyond doubt.

The middle-aged Taoist looked up to the sky again, hoping to see another person.

"If you don't execute it, then I will do it myself." Changyun waved his sleeves and left.

The middle-aged Taoist shuddered and hurriedly shouted from behind: "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely test you a hundredfold."

"You must not take action without permission."

Changyun's indifferent voice came: "If you keep your word, I will naturally not break your promise."

The middle-aged Taoist looked bitter when he heard this.

"What evil has this done!"

"Senior Nagano, how can you go into seclusion at this time?"

As he said that, he started to clasp his fists and pray: "Little Su Yu, you can go anywhere."

"It's okay even if you join Piaomiao, but don't run towards me, Xuanyun."

Deep in the Xuanyun Immortal Sect, Changyun sneered.

Song Qinghuan is here, and the boy named Su Yu has no reason not to come.