The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1722 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (70)

Ling Ruoxu was shocked when he saw Father Qin chasing and killing him like this. Even though he had already guessed that Father Qin knew about Qin Yifan's death, the speed was beyond Ling Ruoxu's expectations. .

   He subconsciously went to hide at the Xuanqing Sect's gate. Ling's father and mother taught him when he was alive, but for the sake of their own face and safety, all the larger cultivators would set up a mountain guard at the mountain gate.

Like Xuanqingzong, a great sect with seclusion of god-turning elders, whoever dares to be presumptuous in the mountain gate, even a cultivator of Nascent Soul, can't get the slightest benefit, let alone a golden elixir like Qin's father. monk.

  …

  So Ling Ruoxu was only scared for a few seconds, then quickly calmed down, and even gave instructions to the Taoist boy who was guarding the mountain gate without changing his face.

   "If there are troublemakers, please go and invite Immortal Venerable Qing Huan to come out!"

  “…”

   The Taoist boy who was in charge of guarding the mountain gate was stunned when he saw Ling Ruoxu standing under the mountain protection formation with such a blushing face and no heartbeat.

   This fellow looked at Guangfeng Jiyue with the appearance of an exiled immortal, how could he be able to kill others or even castrate him? !

   Daotong can't imagine it.

However, looking at the fluctuations of spiritual power around Father Qin, he was at least a Jindan cultivator, while Ling Ruoxu was just a mortal. Who would have thought that Ling Ruoxu could still kill the opponent's son with his hands, and even retreated completely and fled to the Xuanqing Sect. ? !

   This incident clearly exceeded Daotong's expectations.

   But no matter what disputes between Father Qin and Ling Ruoxu, Daotong knew that his duty was to never allow anyone to be presumptuous in front of their Xuanqing Zongshan Gate.

   So Daotong yelled at Father Qin.

   "Bold madman, this is the realm of Xuanqing Sect, how can you make trouble here?"

Qin's father can still care about these etiquettes, but his son Qin Yifan, who he regarded as a darling, has died. At this moment, his heart is like a knife, and even his realm is at risk of falling. How can he care so much, almost heartbroken He stared at Ling Ruoxu with tears in his eyes.

   "My son is dead! Is it wrong for me to say something?!"

   "I didn't come to Xuanqing Sect to seek revenge today, I just wanted one person! You Xuanqing Sect handed Ling Ruoxu to me, and the rest have nothing to do with Qin!"

   Qin's father said, seeing Ling Ruoxu standing magnanimously under the stone tablet of Xuanqingzong's mountain gate, the whole person was very calm, Qin's father was almost split.

   "Ling Ruoxu! Get out of here!"

   "What if I don't get out?"

  Ling Ruoxu glanced at Father Qin indifferently, and even Shi Shiran defended himself in front of the Taoist boy.

"Let Xiao Xianjun see a joke, Ling is not a person who is right from wrong, it is his son who has established a foundation and cultivates a **** for flowers, and bullies men and women because he is a cultivator, and even treats Ling. No matter how bad it is, I will take action to protect myself.”

"Ling a certain mortal, it is not easy to protect yourself. If it is not a last resort, how can you offend an immortal cultivator who is several times stronger than me? Please ask Xiaoxianjun to invite Qinghuan Immortal Venerable here for today. make a distinction.”

  Ling Ruo's attitude is modest, but this excessive calmness is too cold-blooded compared to Qin's father's grief.

Especially that Daotong who despised Ling Ruoxu before and wanted to use his good looks to treat people with sex, but now that he knew that Ling Ruoxu was able to kill a foundation-building cultivator with such a faceless hand, Daotong no longer dared to underestimate Ling Ruo. virtual.

   There is also a little more invisible fear in the mentality.

  This Ling Ruoxu is obviously a ruthless person who ordinary people can't afford to offend. If he really gets on the tall branch of Immortal Venerable Qing Huan in the future, he might be able to fly up the branch and become a phoenix.

Because in the world of immortality, ruthless people and geniuses are the most terrifying beings. Now Ling Ruoxu can't cultivate immortals, but he is a pure yang body born in the yang year, the moon, the moon, the sun, and the sun. Mai, can we practice?

  …

   Daotong himself was nothing more than a five-spirit root handyman disciple who had just introduced his qi into his body. Knowing that his future was slim, he quickly changed his previous disdain and spoke to Ling Ruoxu with a little fear.

   "Young Master Ling doesn't need to call me Xiaoxianjun, I'm just a dao boy down there. If one day Young Master Ling reaches Nirvana and reaches the fairy road, don't forget my kindness of recommendation."

   "Your Excellency, you are very kind. If Lingmou flew to the sky one day, he would never forget his grace today."

  Ling Ruoxu slightly bowed his hands to the Daotong, and there was an irresistible joy in his expression.

   He was not just seeking shelter, but more importantly, he wanted to see what that Immortal Venerable Su Qinghuan looked like.

   He was under this traction, and when he thought of this person, his heart couldn't help thumping.

  …

   Daotong went directly to Canglan Peak to pass the message.

   And when Father Qin saw Daotong and Ling Ruoxu talking like no one else, Ling Ruoxu still had a smile on his lips, the anger in Father Qin was burning even more!

   His son is dead!

   His death was still so miserable, he even lost the greatest pride of a man.

  Why is Ling Ruoxu standing here so well, imagining fairytales with others? !

   Qin's father was so angry that he couldn't care about anything else, his fingers clenched, and the rumbling earth thorn hit Ling Ruoxu directly.

   "Thieve! Die! Don't think about cultivating immortals and entering the Dao, I tell you, you are worthy of being the resentful soul in the soul-calling banner!"

   "My Qin family has such a great grace for you, but you retaliate! Before you die, I will definitely castrate you, so that you can also taste the pain of Faner at that time!"

  Ling Ruoxu sneered when he saw Father Qin's anger and his forehead bursting with blue veins.

   He stood in front of Xuanqingzong's mountain gate stone tablet, not at all afraid, and even said coldly.

   "Uncle, your son's domineering bully should have died a long time ago, not in the hands of Ling Ruoxu, but also in the hands of others sooner or later."

   "As for you, Uncle, you have been trapped in Jindan cultivation for hundreds of years, and you have never been able to break through. Do you know why? Because you are the same as Qin Yifan, and you are extremely hypocritical!"

"Why do you have the face to say that you are kind enough to take me in? My parents gave you all the magic weapons of life, but you didn't get any benefits? You protected me for only half a month, and you let me be bullied by your son without even asking me about it. If you have any opinions, you will directly sell me to Xuan Qingzong as a favor."

   "If you say frankly that your Qin family is ashamed of me, but you are shameless and insist on demanding your life, I still look up to you! You are like this now! I'm afraid that your inner demons are full of evil, and you can't even keep the golden pill!"

   Ling Ruoxu's white clothes were stained with blood, perhaps because the grievances accumulated in the two worlds in the fantasy world were too heavy, and his whole person looked a bit magical.

  …

   The little fox saw this scene as soon as he arrived.

   Seeing Ling Ruoxu's anger lingering between his brows, the little fox in the air couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

   "Tong'er, I don't think Ling Ruoxu's dao heart can be maintained anymore!"

   (end of this chapter)