[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Ruan Tang silently looked at Ji Lingxiu in front of him for a while.

Ji Lingxiu in front of him may not be able to cultivate because he has no roots, so he does not have the sharpness and fierceness that belong to swordsmen. His breath is calm and weak, and his face is also a little pale. It looks like he has a congenital deficiency. .

This is a bit like the root of the disease brought out from the mother's womb.

Seeing this, Ruan Tang couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Except for that face, there is nothing about Ji Lingxiu in front of him that resembles his own Ji Lingxiu.

But disappointment is disappointment, Ruan Tang still hasn't completely extinguished the hope in his heart.What if the dissimilarities shown in front of him are nothing more than illusions deliberately thrown out by the illusion to confuse him so that he cannot find Ji Lingxiu, and if Ruan Tang really believes it, then wouldn't it be a waste of time to find Ji Lingxiu? a chance?

Therefore, Ruan Tang will not deny the person in front of him just by looking at him.

"metropolitan."

Ji Lingxiu got up awkwardly and cupped his hands at Ruan Tang. He couldn't help but secretly raised his eyes to take a look at Ruan Tang. After seeing Ruan Tang's beautiful and delicate face, he became dizzy uncontrollably. His pale face was flushed with embarrassment.

It looks a bit green and tense.

His face is completely modeled after Ji Lingxiu's. In addition, he is relatively young and has a youthful and handsome air about him. Therefore, when Ji Lingxiu's ears are red, he looks inexplicably fresh and delicious.

This made the surrounding Hehuan Sect monks look at him warmly and strangely.

Ruan Tang nodded slightly.

He sat down next to Ji Lingxiu with the majesty and momentum of the master of a sect, first put the little leopard on his lap, then picked up the tea and passed it to his lips and took a sip. The mist made his face somewhat blurred, but he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Ruan Tang's slender and thick eyelashes drooped, blocking the deep thought in his eyes. After a while, he said lightly, "What kind of place are you?"

Ji Ling shook his head, then turned his head to look at the few monks who brought him, with a bit of nervousness in his eyes, "I only know that this is where the immortals are."

Ruan Tang waited indifferently for me to glance at the monks in the hall.

The few monks knelt down in a panic, their bowed bodies trembling slightly, and they seemed to be a little panicked, "Sovereign, this young master is willing to follow us to the sect, but we have repeated half a sentence." Nothing was said."

They said all the words like falling beans, "When the monks under our hands found this child, he was already terminally ill and dying. His parents asked for medicine everywhere to save his life but found nothing. We It was because he came to the door and gave him a Jade Pill, which temporarily cured his stubborn illness, and made it clear that he wanted to bring him into our sect to practice."

"His parents heard this, but without saying a word, they happily sent him here. We did this according to your order, the suzerain. The courteous treatment is added, and he is also agreed to every request."

Ruan Tang flicked the teacup displeased, his eyes darkened slightly.

He twitched the corners of his lips, looked down at the monks, and said unhurriedly, "Did you tell his parents that if you bring him into our sect, there will be countless souls?" Pills and herbal medicine can cure his stubborn illnesses, and let him have a root, so that he can do whatever he wants?"

The monk shook his head quickly.

"Sovereign, why do we need to say these words, the little son's parents are already impressed by our abilities when they see the supernatural powers and elixirs we have displayed, why do we need to keep saying these words, in their hearts There are already numbers."

"We haven't even said that we want to take this young master away, but his parents are already asking how to let us take this young master away."

They did not say that their sect is called Hehuan Sect.

After all, their Hehuanzong is not a good name at first sight.

The people they found with great difficulty, if they were unwilling to leave with them after hearing their sect's name, wouldn't it be a waste of time for them to work so hard?

That's why they tacitly concealed the name of the sect.

Ruan Tang rubbed his forehead.

"That's it."

He looked at Ji Lingxiu, who was flushed with shame and nervous in front of him, smiled at him lightly as if to comfort him, and then briefly introduced their Acacia Sect.

"Our sect is called the Acacia Sect. As the name suggests, the Acacia Sect is to improve its cultivation through the method of acacia. The exercises we practice are all dual cultivation methods. This method of cultivation can quickly improve your cultivation. , and even be able to feed back the cultivation of others to oneself."

"It is precisely because of the evil nature of this exercise that the cultivation world is unwilling to recognize our name as the Hehuan Sect, and only wants to regard us as evil sects and crooked ways."

Hearing the word "evil evil ways", Ji Lingxiu's eyes flickered, and his fingers slowly clenched.

However, he didn't show any expression of being shocked or being deceived, nor did he make a noise saying that he wanted to leave. Ji Lingxiu just tensed his jaw stiffly, his face was a little nervous, and his lips were pursed. whitish.

"But it's okay for evil spirits to be crooked. After all, our cultivation world is a world where the weak prey on the strong. Many monks from the orthodox sects may do more dirty things than us. The Dao is fair to me, even if they do bad things. Even evil cultivators with few evil deeds can ascend to immortality after being tempered by thunder calamity, so righteousness and evil are nothing more than one thought of one's own."

Ruan Tang said this sentence unhurriedly, "Of course, if the evil cultivator with too much blood is more likely to die under the thunder disaster, of course this is not related to our Acacia Sect, after all Our Hehuan Sect once produced a Mahayana cultivator, and he has already ascended to the upper realm."

"Do you know which sect is the head of the authentic sect in this cultivation world?"

He looked at Ji Lingxiu in front of him with great interest.

What Ruan Tang said earlier had already aroused Ji Lingxiu's interest in the cultivation world. He was short of breath and his cheeks were flushed. Only then did he truly realize what kind of road was in front of him. The sky is smooth.

The mortal emperors searched all over the fairy mountains in an attempt to seek immortality, but in the end they found nothing, but these people in front of them, not to mention how old they were, were still as young and fresh as young people, without any signs of fatigue.

But they casually talk about becoming an immortal, as if the smooth path to becoming an immortal is close at hand, which makes Ji Lingxiu unhappy.

Hearing Ruan Tang's question, he subconsciously shook his head.

"The head of this authentic sect is the Spirit Sword Sect. The Spirit Sword Sect is headed by the way of the sword. Their sword hearts are tough. The spirit sword in their hands is unstoppable but unstoppable. Higher monks challenge without falling behind."

When Ruan Tang talked about this, his eyes were full of emotion. He took a sip of tea and said lightly, "It is said that the suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect once defeated all demons with one sword, and he was called the Sword Master by the world. Everyone flocked to worship him, but he didn't accept anyone."

When "Jian Zun" was mentioned, the little leopard on his lap paused for a moment with its swaying tail, and then lightly brushed Ruan Tang's wrist lightly, and let out a "owoo".

Ruan Tang rubbed the fur on the top of his head, then looked at Ji Lingxiu in front of him, and saw that his eyes were full of longing and anticipation, and deep in those eyes were ambition and determination that couldn't be hidden.

"Our Hehuan Sect is as famous as the Spirit Sword Sect."

He smiled faintly and threw out this sentence.

These words shocked Ji Lingxiu a lot. It was hard for him to imagine that the place in front of him, which uses such unworthy things as double cultivation, could become a sect as famous as the upright and awe-inspiring sect of the Spirit Sword Sect. .

Ruan Tang was also complaining in his heart.

He thought to himself that the owner of this illusion could possibly be a disciple of their Hehuan Sect, otherwise, how could the illusion be so eminent for their Hehuan Sect?

But even if he thought so, he didn't say it.

After all, he is the suzerain now.

Even if he said it, he would be the one who would be ashamed.

"If you don't want to join the Hehuan Sect, I won't stop you," Ruan Tang said frankly, "but you have been sick since you came out of your mother's womb, and this disease has affected your body. , and there is no way to draw qi into the body and absorb the free aura, so even if you go to other sects, no one will accept you."

His words made Ji Lingxiu's eyes widen suddenly.

He touched his body, showing pain and hatred on his face.

Although his body has improved a lot after taking the Yulu Pill, the sickness that made him feel weak has not been completely eradicated. If he returns to the mortal world, the sickness in his body I'm afraid it will recur again.

The only thing he can do now is to cultivate immortals to save lives.

Yet he was boneless.

This basically gave him hope, and immediately shattered his hope in front of him, making him extremely desperate.

Ji Lingxiu's eyes were reddened, and the aura on his body kept surging, causing the little leopard to consciously lower its body, looking at Ji Lingxiu in front of him fiercely, and wagging its tail non-stop.

"Of course, it is not impossible to create a set of bones for you."

Ruan Tang continued to pick up the conversation slowly.

Ji Lingxiu's heart was like riding a roller coaster, swaying up and down back and forth, which made him a little uneasy unconsciously, and he no longer had the calmness he had when he first came.

"Do you know why I brought you into the Hehuan Sect?"

Ruan Tang looked down at Ji Lingxiu in front of him from a high position, carefully observing the reaction on his face, his eyes were a little indifferent.

Ji Lingxiu shook his head.

Ruan Tang said in a slightly downcast voice, "You look like my husband who died early."

The little leopard suddenly opened his eyes wide.