Someone always brushes my favorability

Ling Xiao already understood what they did.

"So you took out the hive of the silver stinger bee." He twitched the corner of his mouth.

Several disciples of Tianji Sect blushed, and their heads hung down to their chests, woo~~ It's too embarrassing, the villains in their hearts are rolling in their hearts.

Ling Xiao squatted down speechlessly, "Show me some of your classmates."

A few disciples of the Tianji Sect who were not stung by the silver stinger hurriedly put the fellow disciples behind them on the ground.

Ling Xiao took out a row of silver needles from the storage bracelet, and ordered them to take off the clothes of a few classmates who were paralyzed and unable to move.

"Fellow Daoist, are you a disciple of the Medicine Sect? Isn't that your honorable name, Fellow Daoist?" the disciple of Tianji Sect couldn't help asking when he saw him twirling silver needles and skillfully tying several fellow disciples into hedgehogs.

"No, I am Ling Xiao, a disciple of Zhenjun Shuhua of the Immortal Dao Sect."

Seeing that the dark red poisonous blood in the bodies of several Tianjizong disciples was slowly being discharged and gradually turned into a normal color, Ling Xiao pulled out the silver needles one by one.

"Ah!" At this moment, a Tianji Sect disciple with a baby face exclaimed, "I know you, Ling Xiao, the precious brother of Uncle Xuanwei."

baby brother...

Ling Xiao almost trembled, but didn't pierce the silver needle in his hand again.

The tips of his ears were reddish, and he coughed twice, "You all know me?"

Although Ling Xiao had been living in Tianjizong before he was five years old, he was sent to Xiandaomen after he was five years old. He has been busy practicing and studying, and has never returned to Tianjizong. How did the disciples know him?

"Uncle Xuanwei has planted all kinds of precious spiritual fruit trees on the entire mountain. We disciples often take care of them. I heard from the steward that all these spiritual fruits will be given to Uncle Xuanwei when they are ripe. A younger brother who learns from a teacher."

Several disciples of Tianji Sect looked at Ling Xiao enviously. They couldn't help swallowing as soon as they thought of those spiritual fruits full of aura and fruity fragrance.

"There are still more!" A disciple of Tianjizong who was lying on the ground to detoxify raised his hand, "I am a disciple of Lingyi Workshop of Tianjizong. Since 20 years ago, Master Xuanwei has asked us to make the latest clothes every year. The robes of the spiritual clothes were sent to the Immortal Dao Sect, and now, if you look closely, the black robes worn by Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao are made by our Ling Yifang."

"And me." Another Tianji Sect disciple also said excitedly, "Uncle Xuanwei often brings various precious materials to my master to refine spiritual weapons. Master said that these spiritual weapons were given by Master Xuanwei. Brother prepared."

The disciples of the Tianji Sect were chattering, and they all looked at Ling Xiao with burning eyes. According to the legend, Xuanwei Zhenjun's precious brother, they can be regarded as meeting today.

"..." Well, the case is solved now.

Ling Xiao, who receives all kinds of gifts from his elder brother every year, couldn't help but help his forehead. Just relying on the descriptions of these Tianjizong disciples, he can imagine how "famous" he is in Tianjizong.

Pulling out the last silver needle, Ling Xiao concealed the embarrassment in his heart, forced a nonchalant expression, and said calmly, "Okay, the poison of the silver stinger bee has been cured."

"I'm very grateful to Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao for saving his life." Several disciples of the Tianji Sect put on their clothes, thanked Ling Xiao gratefully, and patted their chests to promise, "Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, you are Master Xuanwei My dear brother, and will be our own brother in the future, if you need anything, just tell us, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever we want."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao looked at them inexplicably.

"Idiot! How can you take advantage of Master Xuanwei." The baby-faced disciples of Tianji Sect jumped up and knocked a chestnut one by one.

The few Tianji Sect disciples who had spoken were stunned for a moment, and then they figured out the key point. Realizing what they said, they blushed, wishing they could dig a hole and bury themselves in it.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, don't pay attention to the words of these idiots." The baby-faced disciple of Tianji Sect glared at them, and introduced himself to Ling Xiao, "I am the eldest disciple of the head of Tianji Sect, their elder brother Lu Bai Ci, "

As he spoke, he smiled brightly, revealing a pair of pointed canine teeth, which looked pleasing and cute.

It's hard to imagine that Lu Baici, who is so lively, cheerful, and seemingly unsteady, is actually the future leader of Tianji Sect, the eldest disciple of Zhenjun Xuanming, the head of the sect.

Lu Baici introduced several other juniors from the same sect to Ling Xiao. He first pointed to the disciples of Lingyifang and said, "His name is Lan Wei, and he has a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation."

"This is Wei Ju, a disciple of True Monarch Xuanfeng, who has cultivated at the early stage of Jindan." Lu Cibai pointed to the tall man next to Lan Wei and said, and finally pointed to the two juniors behind him to introduce, "This is Gu Ran Autumn, at the early stage of Golden Core, Xiao Yan, at the middle stage of Golden Core."

After Lu Cibai finished his introduction, he scratched his head and smiled, thanking Ling Xiao.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, this is the silver sting honey we got from the silver sting bee."

Before Ling Xiao could speak, Lu Cibai slapped his forehead, and hurriedly took out the honeycomb they took from the silver thorn bee colony from the storage bracelet, divided it into two, and distributed most of the honeycomb to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao didn't refuse. After accepting the honeycomb, he took out more than a dozen altars of spirit wine and gave them to Lu Baici and the others.

"Hundred flower wine brewed by myself, beautifying and beautifying." He joked with the corners of his lips curled up.

Hearing this, Lu Baici and the others who were holding the wine jar blushed. They knew that the black history of digging out the hives of the silver-stinging bee swarm for the sake of beauty and beauty, but being chased and killed by the silver-stinging bee swarm would be hard to pass.

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, why don't we go together next?" Lu Baici smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject.

"Master, Meng Lan is here again!" At this moment, Tuanzi looked at the approaching red dot on the system panel, and hurriedly reminded him.

"No, fellow daoists, Ling Xiao still has something to do, so let's take a step first." Ling Xiao quickly rejected Lu Baici's invitation, tiptoed, and slipped away immediately.

Lu Baici and the others were taken aback when they saw this, and when they saw Meng Lan's figure appearing, they heard her yelling loudly, "Junior Brother Ling, wait—"

Immediately afterwards, he chased after Ling Xiao like a gust of wind.

A few people suddenly realized that it turned out that the reason why Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao avoided him just now was because of this female cultivator.

Fellow Daoist Ling is truly blessed!

"Why isn't there a female cultivator chasing after you senior brother?" Lu Baici blinked, rubbed his chin and muttered.

Lan Wei, Wei Ju and the others held back their laughter, "I can't help it, big brother, who made you look like a fourteen-year-old baby, and the female cultivators are very happy to see that you haven't given birth to a strong maternal love."

"..." Heartbroken, Lu Baici's heart was broken.

On the other hand, Meng Lan, who was considered by Tianjizong to be Yanfu, failed to use skill cards against Ling Xiao twice, and she already had a shadow in her heart.

So, she changed her method and no longer planned to use the skill card directly on Ling Xiao, he was really evil.

Meng Lan decided to act in a roundabout way. She exchanged the treasure hunting card, used the treasure hunting card to find the location of various natural and earth treasures, and then invited Ling Xiao to hunt for the treasure.

Meng Lan wanted Ling Xiao to see her precious value, but she didn't believe it. No monk in the world of cultivating immortals could resist this kind of temptation.

Just when Meng Lan was full of confidence, suddenly, a cloud of gray mist appeared from nowhere in the sky, covering the entire Miaoqing Yifu without giving all the monks in the Yifu a chance to react.

thump!thump!

In the gray mist, monks fell to the ground one after another, and each monk fell into an illusion.

"Come and see, come and see, there is a new batch of high-quality goods, everyone come and have a look."

In the bustling market, a skinny monk with a mustache greeted the passing guests loudly. At the same time, he lifted his hand and tore off the curtain behind him, exposing many outstanding monks in the iron cage.

In an instant, the skinny monk's booth was crowded with water.

Ling Xiao woke up faintly, seeing a narrow iron cage in his eyes. He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to sacrifice the Scarlet Shadow Sword, but his body was empty without a trace of aura, and he couldn't feel the existence of the Scarlet Shadow Sword at all.

Ling Xiao's face changed slightly, and he called for Tuanzi from the bottom of his heart, but he also couldn't feel the existence of Tuanzi.

What happened?

There was a stabbing pain in Ling Xiao's head. He only remembered that he killed three Jindan casual cultivators who wanted to commit suicide on the cliff. Then, what happened after that?How did he get caught in an iron cage?Why did he become a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken?

In the iron cage, the handsome man in black had a pale face, his brows were slightly wrinkled in thought, and the many female cultivators who watched felt pity for him.

"How many spirit stones do you need to buy him?"

Many male and female monks watching stared straight at Ling Xiao in the iron cage, their eyes full of greed and lust.

"Everyone has a good eye, and you can pick the best stuff here." The skinny monk smiled and gave everyone a thumbs up.

"Don't talk nonsense, how many spirit stones?" The monks onlookers urged impatiently.

"Not much." The skinny monk stretched out three fingers and said with a smile, "30 low-grade spirit stones."

"30 low-grade spirit stones! It's so expensive, why don't you grab it!"

"How expensive is this?" The skinny monk raised his voice, walked to Ling Xiao's iron cage, pointed at him and spat at the surrounding monks, "Look at this appearance, this figure, it is better than Ling Tianzong's most beautiful man. A real person is even more handsome, so why isn't it worth 30 low-grade spirit stones?"

This was judged like a commodity. Ling Xiao had never been insulted like this before. His fists under the long-sleeved robe were clenched tightly, and his handsome face was as cold as frozen ice.

It's just... Ling Tianzong is so familiar, isn't it the sect where Venerable Miaoqing belonged 3000 years ago?There is also the real person Yan, who seems to be the Taoist companion who betrayed Venerable Miaoqing.

Ling Xiao grasped a clue in his mind.

Outside the iron cage, the monks were still bargaining with the stall owner.

"Friend Daoist, 30 low-grade spirit stones are too expensive, how about 20 low-grade spirit stones?" Among the monks, a feminine monk wearing a brocade robe and holding a folding fan bargained.

The skinny monk shook his head, not letting go, he must insist that it is 30 low-grade spirit stones.

Such an expensive price scared away many monks. The men and women monks in the surrounding iron cages were almost sold out, and still no one could afford the 30 low-grade spirit stones.

Just when the skinny monk was thinking about whether he should lower the price, an old and hoarse voice came from the crowd.

"I want this man."