I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

She is the former second senior sister of Xuanshan Sect.

Zeng Qing is the second junior sister of Xu Qi, the leader of Xuanshan Sect.

The moment he saw Song Siming, Zeng Qing seemed to see his once confident senior brother.

And when he saw Song Siming's Xuanguang Sword Technique that he had practiced to the extreme.

Zeng Qing can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Are you from the Xuanshan Sect?"

Song Siming looked at Zeng Qing who was staring at him, and quickly figured out the key to the matter.

He could recognize this spiritual sword and call its original owner Senior Brother Xu Qi.

Her identity has been directly stated.

"How did you get this sword?"

When Zeng Qing heard the words Xuanshanmen, his eyes flashed with sadness.

She clenched her fists and asked again to Song Siming, who looked calm.

"No comment, can I join the Qinglian Sword Sect?"

Song Siming was too lazy to lie anymore, raised his head and asked.

If I tell you, I don’t know how many lies I will have to tell in the future to come back.

Just causing trouble.

Zeng Qing bit her lower lip tightly, not knowing how to respond.

"May I ask your name?"

The pill-forming monk of Qinglian Sword Sect who had been silent at this time stood up and asked.

He looks young and handsome, and holds a sword in his hand.

Wearing a blue sect disciple uniform, he gives people a sense of boundless confidence belonging to the younger generation.

"Xuanshan Gate, Song Siming."

Song Siming replied in a deep voice.

He had already used Xuan Shan Sect's sword technique, so denying it was just unnecessary.

It is better to continue to make mistakes.

"But as far as I know, there is no one like you in the Xuanshan Sect.

If there was... my friend wouldn't have died just like that..."

The pill-forming monk looked at the spiritual sword in Song Siming's hand, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

It's a pity that there is no if in everything.

Zeng Qing never took his eyes away from Song Siming.

She looked at Song Siming intently, wanting to get a definite answer from him.

"I am a descendant of the Xuangui lineage of the Xuanshan Sect, and I have no connection with this sect."

Seeing the two people asking questions, Song Siming felt helpless.

I had no choice but to lift the black turtle out.

"Little friend, I see how wary the Qinglian Sword Sect is against you, why not come to my Qianluo Sect?

Our sect's Luoshui Sword Technique is quite famous throughout Yunning Prefecture!

As long as you nod your head, I, the Dao Sect Huashen Elder, will definitely accept you as a direct disciple! "

The Qinglian Sword Sect and the two were about to speak, but unexpectedly, the Qianluo Sect's Danjie monk who had been watching the fun beside them spoke first.

If Song Siming could be absorbed into the sect, a large sum of spiritual stones or elixirs would definitely be given to him.

It just so happened that these two people from the Qinglian Sword Sect seemed to have some issues with Song Siming.

If you don’t fight for it now, when will you wait?

“Little friend, our Guhua Sect is your best choice!

We won't hesitate to ask for any resources.

Are you almost building a foundation now?

As long as the little friend nods, we will return to the sect and deliver the Foundation Establishment Pill immediately! "

The expressionless Danjie woman from Guhuamen became very enthusiastic at this moment.

He kept praising Song Siming.

Zhu Chuan and others standing behind her looked bitter.

Especially Zhu Chuan.

There is a deep feeling that I am afraid that my friends will have a hard time, and I am also afraid that my friends will drive a Land Rover.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, if Little Friend Song comes, come to our Mirror Palace.

Apart from anything else, there are many beautiful female disciples in our Dao Palace.

For example, Ming Moqing, known as the Four Fairies in Yunning Prefecture, is in our Mirror Palace!

As the saying goes, those who are near the water and the towers first get the moon. Are you sure you don’t want to give it a try? "

Master Jie Dan from the Mirror Palace shook his head disdainfully at them.

Then he looked at Song Siming with a smile on his face.

He showed an expression that all men understand and persuaded Song Siming seriously.

“Maybe the kids won’t have much interest.

But if you come to our Dayi Sect, the leader of our sect will definitely accept you as a true disciple! "

The elegant man from Dayi Cult smiled at Song Siming.

There was no intention of blaming Song Siming for being ruthless just now.

After all, skills are inferior to people, this is a fact.

Hearing that the four major sects were extending olive branches to him at the same time.

Song Siming was unable to make a decision.

Logically speaking, Qinglian Sword Sect is his best choice.

However, looking at Zeng Qing and the two of them, it might be a lot of trouble for them to get started.

"Song Siming, using your swordsmanship to join our Qinglian Sword Sect is the best choice.

I, Tang Zijiang, now represent the Qinglian Sword Sect, and formally invite you to join our Dao Sect.

Would you like to? "

Seeing that the four major sects were competing for people at the same time, Tang Zijiang had no choice but to shake his head.

He stepped forward and looked at Song Siming with a solemn expression.

If you are in your position, you must find your job.

The old things can only be put aside for the time being.

Zeng Qing sighed heavily when he heard Tang Zijiang's words.

But there is no way, she is just a small disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect.

If it weren't for Tang Zijiang, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to enter the Qinglian Sword Sect.

"Then I will choose Qinglian Sword Sect!"

When Song Siming heard what Tang Zijiang said, he immediately nodded.

Although the other four major sects sound good too.

However, Song Siming did not forget his purpose.

The most important thing is to quickly increase your strength and protect your master.

He is not the first. To be honest, Song Siming doesn't really want to enter.

"Okay, take this jade token!

We will return to the sect later! "

Tang Zijiang threw a jade token to Song Siming, which was a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

A sect formation that can enter the outer gate.

"Ugh……"

The other four sects couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Song Siming still chose the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Here comes another evildoer.

The leader of this alliance, Qinglian Sword Sect, is becoming more and more secure.

"Sir, will we meet again?"

Seeing that the matter was over, the Qianluo Sect took out their magic weapons and prepared to leave.

Xia Wu looked at Song Siming with some reluctance.

Although the two didn't spend much time together, Xia Wu really regarded Song Siming as an acquaintance.

"We will meet by chance."

Song Siming smiled faintly, but he didn't feel anything in his heart.

Currently, he just wants to become stronger.

The night before going down the mountain, Song Siming and several of his fellow apprentices had already made an appointment.

No one can hold us back.

Zhu Chuan also wanted to say goodbye to Song Siming.

But seeing the stinking face of the Guhuamen Danjie monk in front of him, he didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"Brother Zhu, take care!"

Song Siming had no such worries at all and said goodbye to Zhu Chuan who turned around to leave.

Perhaps Zhu Chuan approached him with purpose.

But the intersection between people is essentially like this.

Zhu Chuanwen couldn't help but feel excited.

There is a feeling of being in a deep trough and being given a lift by a good brother.

If he can't survive in Guhuamen in the future.

Zhu Chuan could still be shameless and go to Qinglian Sword Sect to find Song Siming.

I believe Song Siming will not refuse...

Song Siming didn't know what he was thinking, he just watched Xia Wu and Zhu Chuan go, get on the manned magic weapon and leave.

After the four major sects all left, Tang Zijiang led Zeng Qing forward to say goodbye to the old temple master.

"Uncle Master, let's go back first."

Tang Zijiang bowed his hands respectfully.

"This is the mirror slip from before. You can take it back."

The old temple owner handed a jade slip to Tang Zijiang and showed a chrysanthemum-like smile to Song Siming who came over.

Seeing this made Song Siming feel goosebumps.

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