Cultivation of Immortality

"You don't have to worry about it. It has nothing to do with you here. Please retreat outside the hall." Lang Xing calmly ordered the Zixiao Palace disciples.

"Go and call Nuan Dong here!" Xin Zheng finally couldn't help but filmed a few cases and yelled at Yan Bing. He called Nuan Dong here for no other reason than to let Nuan Dong bear witness. How could he say Nuan Dong? He is also a tenth generation disciple, otherwise he would be bullying a group of juniors by getting angry here.

Several of the eleventh-generation disciples of Zixiao Palace who were usually smart and capable were all a little panicked at this moment. No one moved while they were standing there. Neither did they exit the hall as ordered by their junior uncle, nor did anyone go to invite Nuan Dong.

"If you want to shout at me, what are you shouting at a bunch of juniors?" Lang Xing stood up and said this in a leisurely manner, standing there with a leisurely and calm look on his face.

"Uncle Junior!" Yan Bing became a little anxious and called out with a reproachful tone. Uncle Junior was about to get into big trouble.

Langxing pointed to the Taoist robes on the table, "I am no longer your uncle. This matter has nothing to do with Zixiao Palace. Let me talk to him. You go out first."

Xin Zheng said to Yan Bing in a cold voice, "Go and call Nuan Dong here, otherwise you won't be able to bear the burden if something happens."

These words were threatening. Yan Bing turned around and took two steps away. Then he turned around and walked back slowly. He looked at Xin Zheng with a serious face and said, "Master Xin Zheng, are you planning to teach him a lesson?" ?”

Faced with Xin Zheng's threatening words, Xu Sheng and the others did not dare to say a word. Even if Xin Zheng hit Lang Xing, they could only watch, but Yan Bing was much tougher than them because her master was Concubine Hua Yu, although she doesn't want to offend Xin Zheng's power, but if Xin Zheng wants to teach Lang Xing a lesson, then she can't control much. She knows the master's attitude towards the little uncle best. Today Even if she swiped Xin Zheng's face, Master would not blame her. .??.??

Xin Zheng didn't expect that Yan Bing would dare to talk to him with such a face. The anger in his heart couldn't help but get bigger. He simply stood up, stared at Yan Bing majestically and said, "Even if I teach him a lesson, your master has nothing to do." What do you mean? Do you still want to take care of it?"

Lang Xing stepped in front of Yan Bing and looked at Xin Zhengdao with a slightly disdainful look, "Go back and report today's events to your master and ask him if you can teach me a lesson."

"Asshole!" If he asks, his master will definitely tell him that you cannot afford to offend this Eight Immortals.

"Bastard!" A more majestic shout suddenly came from outside.

This curse made Xin Zheng shrink his eyes, because the other party's curse contained cultivation. To others, it was just a majestic curse, but he had to bear the magic power sent towards him. After shrinking his gaze, there was an unspeakable bitterness in his eyes. He could tell that it was the voice of the Little Demon Lord, and only the Little Demon Lord dared to scold him like this.

The little devil in white as snow appeared in the main hall with a serious face. When he shouted and cursed, he was still six or seven thousand miles away from Jingxiao Hall. Although he didn't know why Xin Zheng scolded Langxing, he saw that he was naked He roughly guessed what was going on with Lang Xing in Taoist robes. He was too familiar with this skill, so he scolded Xin Zheng directly. This was the perfect excuse for him to avenge an old grudge.

Xinxie stared at Xin Zheng with chilling eyes and said, "Can you scold my junior brother?"

Xu Sheng and others quietly retreated out. They could not stay in the hall any longer, otherwise Xin Zheng would be too embarrassed.

Before a few people could sneak to the door, they heard their little junior uncle, who was fearless that day, say, "Sixth Senior Brother, you have nothing to do with me here. It's enough for me to talk to him. You can stay out of the way for now."

Xu Sheng and the others stopped sneaking out. They lowered their heads and stood motionless, waiting to hear how the sixth uncle would reprimand the younger uncle, and then see if the younger uncle dared to talk to the little devil. Talk back.

"Then just talk to him. I don't know why you love talking to others so much. Can you stop acting like a little sheep?"

Xu Sheng and the others felt that Uncle Sixth Master had left the main hall.

Just left like that? A few people were a little stupid. They could hear that the words thrown down by the Sixth Master Uncle were full of disgust, which made them really want to catch up and plead their grievances for the little Master Uncle. The Little Master Uncle was not a little sheep at all. The sheep are simply stronger than you were back then. The Sixth Master's disdain for the Little Master didn't make them stupid. What made them stupid was that the Sixth Master's tone was filled with both disgust and helplessness. This was not a scolding, but a complaint. It sounded like It was like talking to a person of the same generation. Although the two of them were of the same generation, what kind of person was the Sixth Master Uncle? Moreover, there is such a big age difference between the two of them. There is no reason for him not to reprimand the junior uncle when he has resentment in his heart. Why does he just complain and leave as if he is swallowing his anger?

Of course they don't know that Xinxie said so about Lang Xing. Last time in front of Qianxu Palace, Lang Xing insisted on negotiating with the people of Juyi League and Taiming Sect. They still talked about it in Gujin Mountain. What was the result? In the end, the problem was not solved by force, so he was really annoyed by Lang Xing's nagging.

Xu Sheng and the others slowly straightened up. With the sixth uncle gone, they had to stay and guard the younger uncle. Although Xin Zheng probably didn't have the guts to touch the younger uncle, they still had to In order to prevent others from becoming angry, I don't know what I will say next because of my arrogance. I am an elder of Qianzonghui. If I am really pushed too far, I will not be able to bear it.

Lang Xing looked at Xin Zheng in silence for a while, with a complicated expression, then grabbed the Taoist robes from several cases and put them on his body, and said, "Let's go, I will go with you to see your master." This was what he originally wanted to do, He didn't want to reveal to Xin Zheng that he had killed Jinfeng Xianzun, so it would be better to let Xin Zheng's master Fuliu Xianzun come out and express his position. This way he could keep the secret and make Xin Zheng completely honest.

Xin was eager to leave here as soon as possible, so he followed Langxing out of Jingxiao Hall without saying anything.

"Uncle Junior..." Yan Bing called softly. She was a little worried about letting Lang Xing go to Heyi Sect to meet Immortal Fuliu, but now that Uncle Sixth is in charge of the overall situation, nothing will happen, right?

Lang Xing smiled and waved his hand to her, called his spirit crane, and flew out of Zixiao Palace on the spirit crane. Xin Zhengze followed behind with a calm face. He should have a dark face, but he didn't dare to let Xiao Seeing that look on his face, the Demon Lord could only try to look calm.

Xinxie didn't stop them, he just watched Lang Xing and Xin Zheng flying past him with disgust on his face.

Lang Xing knew how much the Sixth Brother was annoyed by his Moji Jin, so he smiled and raised his hand to the sky, and then a small light purple lightning struck down from the top of Xin Xie's head. "You don't have to worry about it. It has nothing to do with you here. Please retreat outside the main hall." Lang Xing calmly ordered the Zixiao Palace disciples.

"Go and call Nuan Dong here!" Xin Zheng finally couldn't help but filmed a few cases and yelled at Yan Bing. He called Nuan Dong here for no other reason than to let Nuan Dong bear witness. How could he say Nuan Dong? He is also a tenth generation disciple, otherwise he would be bullying a group of juniors by getting angry here.

Several of the eleventh-generation disciples of Zixiao Palace who were usually smart and capable were all a little panicked at this moment. No one moved while they were standing there. Neither did they exit the hall as ordered by their junior uncle, nor did anyone go to invite Nuan Dong.

"If you want to shout at me, what are you shouting at a bunch of juniors?" Lang Xing stood up and said this in a leisurely manner, standing there with a leisurely look on his face.

"Uncle Junior!" Yan Bing was a little anxious and called out with a reproachful tone. Uncle Junior was about to get into big trouble.

Langxing pointed to the Taoist robes on the table, "I am no longer your uncle. This matter has nothing to do with Zixiao Palace. Let me talk to him. You go out first."

Xin Zheng said to Yan Bing in a cold voice, "Go and call Nuan Dong here, otherwise you won't be able to bear the burden if something happens."

These words were threatening. Yan Bing turned around and took two steps away. Then he turned around and walked back slowly. He looked at Xin Zheng with a serious face and said, "Master Xin Zheng, are you planning to teach him a lesson?" ?”

Faced with Xin Zheng's threatening words, Xu Sheng and the others did not dare to say a word. Even if Xin Zheng hit Lang Xing, they could only watch, but Yan Bing was much tougher than them because her master was Concubine Hua Yu, although she doesn't want to offend Xin Zheng's power, but if Xin Zheng wants to teach Lang Xing a lesson, then she can't control much. She knows the master's attitude towards the little uncle best. Today Even if she swiped Xin Zheng's face, Master would not blame her.

Xin Zheng didn't expect that Yan Bing would dare to talk to him with such a face. The anger in his heart couldn't help but get bigger. He simply stood up, stared at Yan Bing majestically and said, "Even if I teach him a lesson, your master has nothing to do." What do you mean? Do you still want to take care of it?"

Lang Xing stepped in front of Yan Bing and looked at Xin Zhengdao with a slightly disdainful look, "Go back and report today's events to your master and ask him if you can teach me a lesson."

"Asshole!" If he asks, his master will definitely tell him that you cannot afford to offend this Eight Immortals.

"Bastard!" A more majestic shout suddenly came from outside.

This curse made Xin Zheng shrink his eyes, because the other party's curse contained cultivation. To others, it was just a majestic curse, but he had to bear the magic power sent towards him. After shrinking his gaze, there was an unspeakable bitterness in his eyes. He could tell that it was the voice of the Little Demon Lord, and only the Little Demon Lord dared to scold him like this.

The little devil in white as snow appeared in the main hall with a serious face. When he shouted and cursed, he was still six or seven thousand miles away from Jingxiao Hall. Although he didn't know why Xin Zheng scolded Langxing, he saw that he was naked He roughly guessed what was going on with Lang Xing in Taoist robes. He was too familiar with this skill, so he scolded Xin Zheng directly. This was the perfect excuse for him to avenge an old grudge.

Xinxie stared at Xin Zheng with chilling eyes and said, "Can you scold my junior brother?"

Xu Sheng and others quietly retreated out. They could not stay in the hall any longer, otherwise Xin Zheng would be too embarrassed.

Before a few people could sneak to the door, they heard their little junior uncle, who was fearless that day, say, "Sixth Senior Brother, you have nothing to do with me here. It's enough for me to talk to him. You can stay out of the way for now."

Xu Sheng and the others stopped sneaking out. They lowered their heads and stood motionless, waiting to hear how the sixth uncle would reprimand the younger uncle, and then see if the younger uncle dared to talk to the little devil. Talk back.

"Then just talk to him. I don't know why you love talking to others so much. Can you stop acting like a little sheep?"

Xu Sheng and the others felt that Uncle Sixth Master had left the main hall.

Just left like that? A few people were a little stupid. They could hear that the words thrown down by the Sixth Master Uncle were full of disgust, which made them really want to catch up and plead their grievances for the little Master Uncle. The Little Master Uncle was not a little sheep at all. The sheep are simply stronger than you were back then. The Sixth Master's disdain for the Little Master didn't make them stupid. What made them stupid was that the Sixth Master's tone was filled with both disgust and helplessness. This was not a scolding, but a complaint. It sounded like It was like talking to a person of the same generation. Although the two of them were of the same generation, what kind of person was the Sixth Master Uncle? Moreover, there is such a big age difference between the two of them. There is no reason for him not to reprimand the junior uncle when he has resentment in his heart. Why does he just complain and leave as if he is swallowing his anger?

Of course they don't know that Xinxie said so about Lang Xing. Last time in front of Qianxu Palace, Lang Xing insisted on negotiating with the people of Juyi League and Taiming Sect. They still talked about it in Gujin Mountain. What was the result? In the end, the problem was not solved by force, so he was really annoyed by Lang Xing's nagging.

Xu Sheng and the others slowly straightened up. With the sixth uncle gone, they had to stay and guard the younger uncle. Although Xin Zheng probably didn't have the guts to touch the younger uncle, they still had to In order to prevent others from becoming angry, I don't know what I will say next because of my arrogance. I am an elder of Qianzonghui. If I am really pushed too far, I will not be able to bear it.

Lang Xing looked at Xin Zheng in silence for a while, with a complicated expression, then grabbed the Taoist robes from several cases and put them on his body, and said, "Let's go, I will go with you to see your master." This was what he originally wanted to do, He didn't want to reveal to Xin Zheng that he had killed Jinfeng Xianzun, so it would be better to let Xin Zheng's master Fuliu Xianzun come out and express his position. This way he could keep the secret and make Xin Zheng completely honest.

Xin Zheng was eager to leave here as soon as possible, so he followed Langxing out of Jingxiao Hall without saying anything.

"Uncle Junior..." Yan Bing called softly. She was a little worried about letting Lang Xing go to Heyi Sect to meet Immortal Fuliu, but now that Uncle Sixth is in charge of the overall situation, nothing will happen, right?

Lang Xing smiled and waved his hand to her, called his spirit crane, and flew out of the Zixiao Palace on the spirit crane. Xin Zhengze followed behind with a calm face. He should have a dark face, but he didn't dare to let Xiao Seeing that look on his face, the Demon Lord could only try to look calm.

Xinxie didn't stop him, he just watched Lang Xing and Xin Zheng flying past his eyes with disgust on his face.

Lang Xing knew how much the Sixth Brother was annoyed by his Moji Jin, so he smiled and raised his hand to the sky, and then a small light purple lightning struck down from the top of Xin Xie's head.