Super Sect Development System

Normally, in a crowded hall, it is very impolite to rush towards another person in a black robe.

But Li Qingyun was not angry because of this. Instead, he smiled excitedly and greeted: "Daoyou Tianyin, long time no see."

The black shadow gently took off his hood, revealing a face full of vicissitudes.

Although the temperament is different from before, the face and the breath on the body are exactly the old acquaintance of Li Qingyun who has not seen him for many years-Ling Xiao!

Ling Xiao also smiled at Li Qingyun and said faintly: "Yes, long time no see"

When Ren You saw Ling Xiao, he was stunned and said: "Canonized?"

Ling Xiao nodded and said in a low voice: "Three million years, I finally became a saint with a sword, but I only reached the late stage of the saint."

Li Qingyun and Ren You pouted when they heard it.

Late stage of the saint? That's it?

More than three million years ago, Ling Xiao had already reached the peak of the realm of the king, and possessed attack methods comparable to those of a saint.

Now, after a million years of accumulation, he broke through in one day and directly reached the terrifying cultivation of the late saint!

It’s infuriating!

“Let’s go over there.” Ling Xiao said, pointing to a corner of the hall.

There were several people standing there dressed in the same clothes as Ling Xiao, waving at Ling Xiao from a distance.

As he walked, Li Qingyun asked Ling Xiao: “Who are these people?”

Ling Xiao replied indifferently: “Members of the Burning Immortal Society.

When the black-robed man waved to Ling Xiao before, Li Qingyun keenly noticed that those people looked at Ling Xiao with very respectful expressions.

Li Qingyun looked at Ling Xiao with some surprise.

Although Ling Xiao did not explain, his expression was a little complicated, and he said: “Since we separated that day, the intensity of the Tianji Pavilion chasing me has gradually increased.”

Li Qingyun asked: “Because of Gu Kun? "

Ling Xiao stopped when he heard Li Qingyun's question. He turned around, looked into Li Qingyun's eyes, and said seriously: "It's partly because of the Ancient Flame Saint, but more because of the Burning Immortal Society. After all, I have been canonized."

The contradiction between Ling Xiao and the Tianji Pavilion has indeed been deeply rooted.

Once on the Snow Wasteland Continent, the members of the Burning Immortal Society and Tai Shuhe jointly formulated a plan against the saints, and finally successfully killed the Qingshuang Saint.

Ling Xiao played a key role in it, and Ling Xiao himself also had some personal grudges with Luanxing, so the Tianji Pavilion increased the intensity of his arrest.

Later, when Gu Kun, the son of the Ancient Flame Saint of the Tianji Pavilion, organized the Tianjiao Grand Meeting, Gu Kun brought thousands of Tianjiao into the Ghost Sea Forbidden Area and made up a lie about the World Contract, trying to turn the Tianjiao into his public opinion weapon.

But in the end , but failed completely due to the obstruction of Li Qingyun and Tai Shuhe.

Just when Li Qingyun was about to kill Gu Kun, Ling Xiao stood up and took the cause and effect of killing Gu Kun on himself on the grounds of "Fenxianhui contribution points".

Therefore, Li Qingyun actually expected that the intensity of Ling Xiao being hunted by Tianji Pavilion would increase.

This also made Li Qingyun always feel that Ling Xiao's kindness to him was too great.

Ling Xiao said with a complicated expression: "Tianji Pavilion believed that I was a threat to Tianji Pavilion, and with the relationship with Fenxianhui, they began to want to kill me at all costs."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "It is precisely because of this that more and more Tianji Pavilion members were killed by me, allowing me to enter the upper echelons of Fenxianhui by chance. "

Li Qingyun sighed a little when he heard this. Although Ling Xiao only said a few words, he expected that the actual situation must be extremely difficult.

After all, whether it is to successfully become a saint, or to become a high-level member of the Burning Immortal Society from someone who didn't know the Burning Immortal Society before, any goal may take a lifetime of effort.

For a while, the two fell into silence.

Li Qingyun saw that the atmosphere between the two was a little solemn, and said jokingly: "So, now you are a high-level member of the Burning Immortal Society, then I will become your subordinate!"

When Ling Xiao heard this, the complex expression on his face disappeared completely, and he laughed: "Hahahahaha! In this case, it is indeed the case!"

The sudden laughter of the two made Ren You a little confused.

While talking, the three slowly walked to the edge of the hall.

This place is very close to the entrance, and the members of the Burning Immortal Society also gathered here, establishing connections with the strong men of other tribes.

A man not far away saw Ling Xiao approaching, and greeted him with a smile: "Daoyou Wu Ran, how are you! "

Wuran Daoist was the pseudonym Ling Xiao used when he attended the Tianjiao Conference.

Ling Xiao looked up when he heard that. The man had a strong back and waist, and his head was covered with red hair.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Daoist Chixiong, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your cultivation has improved a lot!"

The man's name was Daoist Chixiong. He came from a big family in the demon world, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the saint.

"But there is still a huge gap between this and Daoist Wuran becoming a saint overnight!" Daoist Chixiong laughed.

Just as Daoist Chixiong was greeting Ling Xiao, three more people came over from the side.

From their appearance alone, it can be seen that the three people are from different races. Their looks are not strange, but they are also different.

After the greetings, one of them turned to look at Li Qingyun.

It was a man with blue scales all over his body and a fish head on his neck. He asked in confusion, "Who is this young friend?"

Ling Xiao put his hand on Li Qingyun's shoulder and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Shenglin, his name is Zheng Yuan. He is a junior of my clan and I brought him here to see the world."

Li Qingyun smiled and bowed to Shenglin Zhenren, saying, "Junior Zheng Yuan, meet you, senior!"

The other two also came over and looked at Li Qingyun carefully.

One of them was an old man with a white beard and orange-red hair all over his body, saying, "This young friend's strength is extraordinary. I actually feel dangerous when I look at him..."

Li Qingyun said, "Senior, you are too kind. I just have a solid foundation. Compared with your cultivation, it is not worth mentioning at all!"

The hairy old man laughed and said, "Haha, this kid! My Taoist name is Jinhu Zhenren. It is fate that we meet. From now on, you can just call me Jinhu!"

Li Qingyun smiled and said nothing.

The last person, who had no hair on his body and a huge head like a ball, nodded to Li Qingyun expressionlessly.

Ling Xiao secretly sent a message to Li Qingyun: "This person is called Taoist Julong. He doesn't talk much. Don't worry about him."

Li Qingyun remained calm and bowed to Taoist Julong with a smile.

Just after the introductions were made, Ren You, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Hello, seniors. My name is Ren... Shen Tubo! I'm a bad guy!"

Jin Hu Zhenren laughed out loud when he heard Ren You's self-introduction: "This little guy's self-introduction is quite unique!"

Ren You had to smile bitterly.

It was obvious that he used Shen Tubo's name to protect his identity.

But Ren You couldn't say Shen Tubo was a good person against his conscience...

At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the Lakeside Taoist Temple.

And Li Qingyun, Ren You, Ling Xiao and the other two happened to be facing that direction.

When they looked over there, their bodies all shook violently, and their expressions became somewhat nervous.

At the entrance of the Taoist temple by the lake, three people wearing purple silk slowly walked in.

They had no facial features.