Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Lingmi is very common in Xizhou, and monks' food can be bought at the upper and lower inner and outer doors of Kun-Lai, as long as you don’t buy yin and yang blood rice, nine-colored grass, green fairy grass and other expensive and inhuman immortals. Food, such as ordinary crystal rice, can basically manage food and clothing.

But in Central Continent, spiritual rice must grow in a place with strong spiritual energy, and the output is not as good as Kun-Lai's fine breeds that have been crossed hundreds of times. It has always only supplied the core disciples of the martial arts. For ordinary casual cultivators, then listen to mortals. The dragon liver and phoenix marrow are the same, the price may be bought by explosive households, but it is definitely not available.

Zhao Hao received the spirit rice and ate a few grains. It felt like eating pomegranate. It tasted sweet and full of spiritual energy. He took a bite. It was a pity that he hadn't eaten this kind of food before the Golden Core period. If he eats this stuff every day , Isn’t it the same speed as flying, five years of qi refining and ten years of foundation building is easy.

"It's not very special." He complained, and Zhao Hao quickly finished eating honestly, and asked, "Anything else?"

"Zhao Hao," Feng Qingxiu didn't answer him, but just sat next to him and asked faintly, "Why were you chased?"

"Of course it’s because I’m talented and have an extraordinary spiritual root. They all want to accept me as a disciple. Since I have a teacher, I have to go to the end. I definitely can’t just change to worship others as my teacher. They feel jealous. I want to destroy it before I let others get it. This is the jealousy of talent, but how can I, Zhao Hao, be easily coerced by others," Zhao Hao said proudly while boasting, "In recent years, I have been more and more courageous. , Earned a great reputation for the teacher..."

"What is your teacher's name?" Feng Qingxiu interrupted him.

"This, I can't say it for the time being." Zhao Hao doesn't feel that this is inconsistent with the prestige earned by his teacher, but he speaks very earnestly and honestly, "Lingyun boy, when you are away, you can't report to his teacher casually. If it's not good, then he will be treated as a fat sheep, and there will be no bones left."

"Is that so?" Feng Qingxiu felt that this junior was a little funny for a while, so she continued according to his words, "You have a lot of experience."

"That is, I was also the root of five spirits back then, no mountain gate was willing to accept me, but I ran halfway to Central Continent in order to find the way, only to meet the teacher...cough, encounter the ruins, I have the possibility of turning over," Zhao Hao was quite contented. "Tell you, it’s a joke to have perseverance when you go out. The main thing is to be clever! Be good at observing and discovering, run immediately when you see something wrong, and weigh yourself well, otherwise ten times eight times is not dead enough at all."

"Is your master okay?" Feng Qingxiu didn't reveal the meaning of his words, wondering if there is still Kun-Lai heritage in Central Continent these years, then why not go to Xizhou?

"It's all said that it is incomplete cultivation method, there is no master." Zhao Hao glanced at him coldly, and said displeasedly, "If you don't believe it, I can't help it."

"Is that so?" Feng Qingxiu did not continue to ask. After all, if he changed to himself, he wouldn't talk about his ancestry in front of people of unknown origin, so he changed the subject, "Do you know Xizhou?"

"Xizhou?" Zhao Hao said in a puzzled way, "Of course I know that there are hundreds of thousands of miles of Gobi desert, with thin aura, sparsely populated, and only a few oases. It is a barren land even more barren than Beizhou, but there is a big country, built in the sea. The lord of the country married the Demon King of the Sea, and every year he can get many spiritual relics, which he can exchange all the way along the coast, and he is extremely popular with all the martial arts.

"Thousands of miles of desert, sparsely populated?" Feng Qingxiu chuckled, "Did you hear about it?"

"Da Xuan Zhou Zhi, Tai Qing Travel Notes, and various legends, what's the problem?" Zhao Hao always felt that Ling Yun seemed to be laughing at something, slightly unhappy, but he explained carefully, "Zhongzhou has a lot of news organizations behind it. It was all secretly supported by a few big door-to-doors, guarding and fighting each other, and the Central Continent was too vast. A news from Ziyun Dao to the Shang Qing faction would take one month at the earliest-can't let the He Dao monks also send the letter, right? There is also an organization that tamed monsters and sent letters, but it’s a pity that the clever cultivating monsters has always been the target of capture by monks, and it’s difficult to fly thousands of miles away.

"That's the case." Feng Qingxiu finally knew why he hadn't heard from Xizhou along the way. The three big doorsteps would certainly not be willing to promote the goodness of Xizhou. In order to avoid the cure, he must have blocked the news. He asked again. "Then you have heard people say that Xizhou is now luxuriant and rich, far better than Zhongzhou?"

"I've heard of it, but how is it possible?" Zhao Hao sneered, "Is the land of the abundance of a continent just for fun? It's so good, why the three big doorsteps are as quiet as a chicken, and none of them will occupy it. When they Is he a good person?"

"Perhaps there are big factions there, so they can't act rashly." Feng Qingxiu gestured slightly.

"Dapai, huh~" Zhao Hao looked contemptuous. "The three majors have not even let go of the mosquito meat these years. The situation in Nanzhou and Dongzhou is fine, but the sects there have to pay half of the proceeds to the three majors every year. The one who comes here, even the barren land like Beizhou, will miss the'rich' Xizhou?"

"So overbearing?" Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly. Xizhou has also migrated to many small sects in recent years, but Kun Lai has never let them confess to it. On the contrary, it will give those small sects a chance to join in during the expedition. , It’s just a payment.

However, in recent years, the little sects have not been a big one. They accept disciples, and they will not prevent others from choosing dragons and phoenixes. Instead, they are very active in participating. They don’t mention undercover when they enter Kun-Lai, and only accept a few eliminated from the outside. The disciples inherited the martial art, and everyone is still very harmonious.

"It's not just overbearing," Zhao Hao squinted at him, pointing slightly at Sang Huai, "I went to Ziyun Road to find someone a few days ago, and saw that the young master of the North Continent Kneeling in front of the mountain gate of Ziyun Road, saying that this time Beihai The sea-covering double sages left the sea for some reason, causing the earth veins to vibrate. Most of the spiritual crystals collected from the sea were lost, and their mountain gates also suffered a lot. They did not complete the spiritual crystals they wanted this year. I beg Ziyun Dao for forgiveness and a grace period of one year. Well, the sect master didn’t see him, and asked him to kneel for three days and three nights, and said two words “please come back.” Someone next to him ridiculed him, saying that he had paid all the spirit crystals to the Taiqing faction, unexpectedly If you dare not give Ziyun Dao, you must be ready to take full refuge in the Taiqing Sect, saying that sooner or later, his mountain gate will be destroyed and a more obedient dog will be raised. That arrogant appearance... Haha! It is said that Ziyun Dao is still the least of the three main gates. To behold, if it is overbearing, the Taiqing faction is still the first!"

The true biography disciples of Taiqing also got scolded by me one day, Zhao Hao was a little proud.

"If you have a chance, you should go to Xizhou once, and you will know that the rumors are true or false." Feng Qingxiu doesn't mind him accusing the Taiqing faction, anyway, he is not a Taiqing faction.

"I ran hundreds of thousands of miles to Xizhou for a rumor?" Zhao Hao said with disdain, "I am not sick."

Feng Qingxiu didn’t speak, and made this kid mad. It’s been a few days anyway. After he found the Kun-Lai ruins that the master wanted and determined the source, he sent the outer junior to Kun-Lai next door. , Naturally someone will teach him to be a new man.

Seeing Feng Qingxiu's peaceful attitude, Zhao Hao felt quite complicated. He still wanted to arouse this fat sheep more. He didn't think that this guy's skill in raising qi was top-notch, and he was not fooled at all. Deal with him again.

——

But when they woke up the next day, they didn't leave.

Several cultivators from Ziyun Dao were already guarding several directions outside. Feng Qingxiu was thinking of using a sword to overthrow them. He saw the first cultivator took out a jade hairpin. It was exactly what I saw yesterday. To the woman wearing the veil.

Zhao Hao gave a furious "despicable!", then sneered: "I'm being held by someone now, it's useless if you take the hostages."

Before Feng Qingxiu spoke, he saw that the other party took out another Junshan silver hairpin.

Zhao Hao's face was a little uneasy now: "She is just an ordinary woman, how can you be like this."

Feng Qingxiu is very disdainful of such non-specific people, but the matter is serious, and when she wants to help him, she saw that the other party took out a third hairpin with a different material, and then the fourth and fifth hairpins. …Having reached the seventh root, Zhao Hao was faltering and almost fainted.

"Zhao Hao, you are also a talented person. You dare to provoke any woman, hey, you say... If I accidentally make these hairpins you refine wrong, what do you think?" the cultivator asked lightly.

Then his confidantes will tear him up! Zhao Hao's expression changed drastically. The kind of aggrieved expression was indescribable: "It's useless for you to force me like this. That thing is mine, I'm using it! I can't do it anymore!"

"You misunderstood," said the monk and Qi said, "We just want to invite this Taoist Master Xie to go to the city for half a day, and we will give you a gift to leave with this one, and we will never delay the journey of the two."

"Father Xie?" Zhao Hao looked at Feng Qingxiu, "Ling Yun, your surname Xie?"

"Naturally, this is the orthodox lineage of Taiqing Lou Yidao," the monk headed politely, "Taiqing passes the lamp line, but the leader of the Central Continent formation, I send the elders of the formation to admire the prestige of my ancestors, hope At first sight. Don’t worry, your Excellency, the news of your coming out of the mountain has spread, and the people of Taiqing are already on the road to respond."

"What if I don't go?" Feng Qingxiu asked lightly.

"You laughed. As you are, you are free to come and go," the monk on the opposite side assured him immediately, but then he shook his hairpin's hand and looked at Zhao Hao with sympathetic eyes, "It's just... this Just..."

"That's his business," Feng Qingxiu ignored Zhao Hao's pleading gaze and said calmly, "Get out of the way."

"Wait!" Zhao Hao suddenly grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "You help me once, and I will tell you the name of my teacher."

"Your teacher's name, isn't Kun-Lai?" Feng Qingxiu returned with a voice transmission.

Zhao Hao paled in an instant, his face was uneasy, and he stopped talking.

"Xie Daochang," the cultivator said with a smile, "Do you know why the Feilaifeng manuscripts stolen from your ancestors were always troublesome and unsustainable? Why did Xie Shouqing commit suicide? Xie Fuzhou closed the mountain and closed the mountain and closed the dead. You caught this kid for another ruin in Kun-Lai, right? I want to find clues to figure out the key to Feilai Peak, but there are some things we might know better."

Feilaifeng's posthumous manuscript? Xie Fuzhou, Xie Fuzhou? Another relic in Kun-Lai?

Feng Qingxiu raised her head and glanced at him deeply, then said: "Lead the way."