Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Of course Pei Songzhou didn't know why Xu Xiyin was so angry.

From his point of view, Wen Renshao and Xu Wangwen like each other, and being more intimate will also be good for Xu Wangwen's illness.

Probably because the girl's mind is delicate, and she can discover some tiny details that she can't detect.

Pei Songzhou looked at Xu Xiyin blushing with anger, and secretly thought, this girl is so innocent and simple, so cute.

As if sensing Pei Songzhou's gaze, Xu Xiyin stopped complaining to Senior Brother Wenren. She tucked her broken hair behind her ears, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually... our sect disciplines disciples strictly. Except for Wenren who likes to mess around Brother, I...I would not say such rude words to other brothers and sisters."

Pei Songzhou's heart moved inexplicably, and he cupped his hands and said: "The bitter sect has strict management, and there are many high-level disciples. I have heard about it for a long time. I have no intention of underestimating it. Fairies must not think too much."

Xu Xiyin smiled and said: "It is said that the Muhua Immortal Sect is upright and there are many gentlemen. Only when you see Senior Brother Pei will you know that this is true."

"This is the fairy's praise." Pei Songzhou smiled, suddenly remembered something, and sighed: "... Alas."

"Brother Pei? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing..." Pei Songzhou hesitated for a while, and then said: "This time, the sect sent me to investigate the inheritance of Xianzang with high hopes. In the end, I... was rejected at the first level of inheritance. I am really ashamed." Cultivate the sect."

Xu Xiyin said: "Senior Brother Pei, don't be sad. Even the Dongling Immortal Sect in Liaojizhou was defeated by the little Immortal Master. It is a little embarrassing to want to compete with him for inheritance."

Pei Songzhou let out a 'hmm', with mixed emotions, thinking to himself: Little Immortal Master has been practicing for a shorter period of time than me, and her cultivation level is not as good as mine, but she is already so powerful at this moment, it will be really incalculable in the future...

I was thinking wildly, and suddenly saw a huge black spot in the distance, wandering towards here.

"You Konghou! It's finally here." Pei Songzhou got up from the wooden vine and said joyfully.

Xu Xiyin also stood up, feeling a little happy at the thought of finally meeting the sect.

Thinking of this parting again, he didn't know when he would see Pei Songzhou again, and his expression was slightly melancholy.

The monks of Zhengwuzhou rode You Konghou, one of the twelve beasts protecting the mountain, and returned to the Optimus Pillar within a few days.

A group of monks emerged from You Konghou's stomach, exchanged a few words, and returned to their respective sects.

Qian Qing, Lin Zichu and the rest of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect also flew to the Zhengyang Immortal Sect with their swords.

The two sisters, Ming and Fei, are disciples of the Immortal Baizang. When they could see the Zhengdong Gate of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect from a distance, the two of them spoke to each other and reminded each other: "Senior Brother Qianqing, after returning to the sect, you must first How about going to Baizang Immortal Palace?"

"Xianzun and his old man haven't seen you for many days, so he must miss you very much."

"Your master, Immortal Feng Zhaoming, is probably also in Baizang Immortal Palace at this time, so you can visit them together."

"They heard that you and Senior Brother Lin have won two inheritances, and they will be so happy."

After hearing this, Qian Qing leaned close to Lin Zichu's ear and asked, "Brother, is it okay to accompany me to Grandpa's place after returning to the clan?"

Lin Zichu nodded.

"Alright then, let's go to Baizang Immortal Palace."

Zhengyang Xianzong, Baizang Xiandian.

There were four fairy boys standing outside the fairy hall, they lowered their eyebrows and looked down, respectful.

But his eyes glanced towards the door from time to time, with an eager expression, as if he was expecting something.

Not long after, a blinding white light flashed suddenly, and the four fairy boys couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

"Little Immortal Master! It is the Little Immortal Master who has returned!"

In Baizang Immortal Palace, on the Yaotai, there are two monks sitting.

Among them, the monk sitting in the upper seat looked quite old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and was dressed in an apricot-yellow robe.

The one sitting down was a young man in a red robe, tall and straight, handsome, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

It was Immortal Venerable Baizang and Immortal Feng Zhaoming.

The two of them seemed to be talking about something, when they heard the fairy boy shouting outside the door, Baizang Immortal Venerable smiled and stroked his beard, and said, "Zhao Ming, I have finished the first matter with you. As for the second matter , let’s wait for Qianqing to come in and talk with him.”

Feng Zhaoming nodded slightly, picked up the teacup on his right hand and drank lightly.

When holding the cup, the right fingertips are hard and appear white.

Seeing Feng Zhaoming's reaction like this, Baizang Immortal Venerable secretly sighed in his heart.

"Qianqing, Zichu, you two come in."

After more than a month, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu finally returned to Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

The two of them ran all the way, they didn't have time to recuperate, so they just changed their clothes and came to Baizang Immortal Palace.

Although both of them looked tired, their bodies exuded a calm aura that had been tempered and tempered.Compared with the immature ones who just left Xianzong, the two of them have grown a lot in just a few days.

The two of Qianlin clasped their hands in salute, saying partingly:

"Grandpa, Master."

"Immortal Lord Baizang, Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming."

"Exempt from the ceremony." Baizang Xianzun smiled and said: "Qianqing, Lin Zichu, you two have really worked hard to win the inheritance this time, and you have made great contributions to the sect. These two tokens are handed over to you."

Stretching out a finger, two golden square tokens appeared in front of them.

This token is called "merit token", as the name suggests, it is a token specially used to exchange merit.

The disciples of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect hold this token to the merit peak and show it to the celestial ruler in charge of the merit peak, and then they can enter the corresponding position of the merit peak according to the degree of merit and receive the desired rewards.

As for the Gongde Peak, the Gongde Peak is equivalent to the warehouse of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, which contains the collections accumulated by the Zhengyang Immortal Sect over millions of years, all kinds of fairy artifacts, magic weapons, and panacea.

Qian Qing and Lin Zichu greeted each other politely, then took the token.

Qianqing smiled and said to Lin Zichu: "Brother, is the Gongde Peak... which fairy is in charge?"

Lin Zichu said: "The Diaozhuo Xianjun is in charge."

"Ah, Immortal Monarch Diaozhuo. This Immortal Monarch is the most rewarding. Why don't we go to Gongde Peak to have a look..."

Lin Zichu opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment.

He really wanted to ask, did Qianqing want to go to Gongde Peak in such a hurry?

After all, with Qianqing's status, there are very few things he can't ask for.

It's just that Immortal Master Baizang and Immortal Feng Zhaoming were both there, so Lin Zichu couldn't just casually chat with Qianqing without seeing them, so he had to keep his mouth shut, thinking to wait for the two of them to leave the Immortal Palace of Baizang before asking.

Seeing Lin Zichu's puzzled expression, Qianqing blinked lovingly at him.

Now, Lin Zichu was even more at a loss.Although it wasn't clear what Qian Qing was planning for a while, but seeing his affectionate expression, Lin Zichu couldn't help but stand closer to Qian Qing.

Qian Qing exaggeratedly stretched her waist, stretched her body, and said, "I'm so tired. Grandpa, Master, if there is nothing else, the two of us will go back first."

Immortal Venerable Baizang and Feng Zhaoming looked at each other.

Although Qianqing and Linzi had a very good relationship when they first left the sect, they never get along as affectionately and lovingly as they do now.

I don't know what happened when I went to the frozen forest wasteland.

It can be seen that Qianqing's mood is stable and her spirits are high, so Immortal Baizang decided to keep silent and not to ask more questions.When the young man has figured it out for himself and wants to talk to himself, he will ask carefully.

Immortal Master Baizang didn't ask, and the taciturn Feng Xianjun naturally wouldn't ask.

"Qianqing, don't worry." Immortal Baizang said with a chuckle, "Grandpa has something to tell you."

"what?"

"This matter is related to the Martial Arts Competition." Baizang Xianzun said: "Before the discovery of the inheritance of Mahayana monks in the frozen forest wasteland, the Martial Arts Conference was postponed. Now, counting it, it will be the opening of the Martial Arts Conference in a short time."

Qianqing is very interested in the martial arts competition.

This martial arts performance is a grand event that will be held every twenty years. At that time, famous monks from four continents will participate in this grand ceremony in the world of cultivating immortals.

Since monks from all four continents can participate, the hosts are rotated every year. This year, it is the turn of Zhengwuzhou to host monks and fellow monks from Liaojizhou, Yukongzhou, and Taichongzhou.

In a few days, the monks from the other three continents will travel across the ocean to Zhengwuzhou to participate in the martial arts event.

"The Grand Martial Arts Festival will be completed by the gentlemen of the four continents and their disciples. Qianqing, you must not relax these few days, and don't lose the face of your master."

The so-called gentlemen of the four continents, of course, are Immortal Bi Xuying of Liaoji Continent, Immortal Feng Zhaoming of Zhengwu Continent, Immortal Beilin of Wandering Kong Continent, and Immortal Wuping of Taichong Continent.

As Feng Zhaoming's first disciple, Qian Qing naturally had to attend the opening ceremony.

After listening to Baizang Immortal Venerable's instructions, Qian Qing responded, and said seriously to Feng Zhaoming: "I will not embarrass Master."

Feng Zhaoming remained expressionless: "Yes."

"..."

Immortal Master Baizang waited for a while, but did not hear what Feng Zhaoming said.He couldn't help laughing, waved his hands, and said to Qianqing and Lin Zichu: "Go down."

Qianqing cheered, grabbed Lin Zichu's hand and walked away, saying, "Brother, I heard that there is a fairy in Gongde Peak that can..."

Immortal Master Baizang suddenly thought of something, and ordered:

"Qianqing! Don't go directly to Gongde Peak. Some people from my house are waiting for you under your Wangqing Peak."

Qian Qing pretended not to hear, opened the door and left.

"Qianqing! You little guy, if you want to play with Zichu, it's fine, but you have to come back before nightfall anyway, so don't make people who visit my house wait too long."

Qian Qing didn't pay much attention, and after a quick answer, her eyebrows danced brightly, and she wanted to continue sharing her knowledge of Gongde Peak with Lin Zichu.

However, the moment she pushed the door open, a red light flashed before Qianqing's eyes.

He frowned slightly and said nothing.

Then he saw that the outside of the Baizang Immortal Hall stretched for ten miles, covered with red silk and satin.

Hundreds of monks in armor, holding long spears, stood in uniform outside the hall.

When Qian Qing opened the door and walked out of the Baizang Immortal Palace, a hundred monks knelt down on one knee, the sound of kneeling was like thunder, like thousands of troops.

Hundreds of golden-armored monks said in unison:

"See Your Honor!"

An old man bowed out from the golden-armored monks. His head was lowered, as if he was about to bury himself in the ground, and he moved forward slowly.

It wasn't until about ten steps away from Qianqing that the old man bent over and knelt down, with his forehead on the ground, and made a gorgeous and reverent gift.

"The old slave returns to Zao, and welcomes the lord to return to the clan."