Chapter 1259 Elder Lian Qing

Chapter 1259 Elder Lian Qing

Following the message "Xiao Yan", a middle-aged monk dressed in rich appearance bowed his body and walked in from outside the forest.

If the monks from all walks of life in Yunlan City were here, they would definitely recognize this person at a glance as the manager of Lingxian Mansion in the city named Sun.

"Junior Sun Chonglou, pay your respects to Master Bai!"

As soon as Manager Sun came in and saw the young man in white, he immediately knocked his head on the ground and knelt down to salute.

"Come on, come on, get up!"

Bai Feng stepped forward with a smile and helped Steward Sun up with a kind look on his face.

This made Steward Sun's face change drastically. He was trembling and didn't dare to get up. He said in fear: "Junior doesn't dare!"

"Well, if you like to kneel, then kneel."

Bai Feng rolled his eyes, with an indifferent expression on his face, and changed as he was told.

He looked down at Manager Sun condescendingly and asked, "I heard from Xiao Yan that there are people living in the Heavenly Spiritual Chamber in the Spiritual Immortal Mansion in Yunlan City?"

Manager Sun had the urge to beat himself to death, but he still hurriedly replied: "Yes, just a few days ago, a monk took out the Tianzi Token, and now he has moved into the top floor of the mansion."

"Quick, quick, quick! Tell me, what is that person's surname and name?"

Bai Feng immediately became enthusiastic again.

Looking at this master-level figure who was so senior that he was not even qualified to look up to him, Steward Sun was in a state of ice and fire, suddenly cold and warm, with mixed emotions.

He said tremblingly: "Replying to Master Bai, this junior only knows that this person's surname is Ye, and the rest don't dare to ask more questions."

"Last name is Ye?"

Master Bai's eyes lit up.

"He did live in it!"

"Wonderful, wonderful. It seems that I sent you the apprenticeship ceremony correctly. He still likes it."

Bai Feng touched her sleeve, took out the "Xianfeng Daogu" white paper fan and shook it, laughing, looking in a good mood.

Everyone looked at each other.

Xiao Yan, Xiaorou and other men in blood clothes had been following their master, and they knew a little about his master's apprenticeship. They didn't seem too surprised, but Steward Sun suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead, and he almost died. Fainted.

"Apprenticeship ceremony?"

"Could it be that the Tianzi Token in the hands of the monk surnamed Ye was really given away from Master Bai?"

"Master Bai worships him as his disciple, so isn't his seniority terrifyingly high?"

Manager Sun felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Fortunately, he didn't blame Senior Ye that day, otherwise even if the Great Luo Immortal came today, he wouldn't be able to save him.

"No, I have to go see him in person!"

Bai Feng put away the white paper fan, laughed twice and left.

At this moment, a blood-red jade talisman flashed around his waist, and light patterns emitted repeatedly. Bai Feng paused for a moment, looked down, and frowned slightly.

He threw the jade talisman into the air, and after several spiritual lights emitted, a picture appeared.

An old man appeared in the picture, but he was wearing a strange mask with various patterns of monsters and monsters engraved on it. Only his white hair and chest-length beard were revealed.

Upon seeing this old man, Xiao Yan and others' expressions changed drastically, and they knelt down without daring to raise their heads.

When Bai Feng saw this man, he curled his lips, not looking forward to seeing him.

"Junior brother, how good is the spirit turkey from the Northern Territory?"

The masked old man smiled at Bai Feng.

"Okay."

Bai Feng shook the white paper fan, without looking at the old man, and said impatiently: "Old man, if you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have any farts, hurry up. I have something big to do, and I can't delay."

Even though he said this, Bai Feng's arrogance was somewhat restrained when facing the old man.

"Oh, what big thing can be more important than junior brother eating chicken?"

The old man laughed, but immediately said seriously: "But even if you have something big this time, you must come back..."

Halfway through the words, a powerful wave emitted from the air. Xiao Yan, Manager Sun and others felt dizzy. They clearly saw the old man's lips moving, but could not hear clearly what he said.

Bai Feng stood there as if nothing had happened, with a look of disdain on his face, but as the old man spoke, his expression gradually changed.

Not long after, the picture became blurry and the old man's figure disappeared, leaving only the jade talisman floating in the low air.

Bai Feng showed a rare expression of contemplation and stood there for a long time without speaking.

When the spiritual pressure in the air dissipated, Xiao Yan and the others breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned.

"Master, what news did the elder of the sect bring?"

Xiao Yan raised his head and asked.

Bai Feng didn't answer, she took back the jade talisman and hung it on her waist again.

After a while, he opened the white paper fan again and shook it, showing a cynical expression, "Hey, what did I just say you were going to do?"

"Master seems to have said that he wants to go to Lingxian Mansion to meet that senior Ye."

Manager Sun was smart and immediately apologized with a smile.

"Yes, it does happen. When people get old, they forget." Bai Feng tilted his head.

The corners of several people's mouths twitched. This person was only seventeen years old at most, but he was so old-fashioned.

However, with his extremely high seniority and legendary astonishing understanding, he can still bear such weight.

"But I can't go now. The old guy called me back to the Blood Rakshasa, so I have to go back anyway."

Bai Feng muttered.

Then he looked at Manager Sun with a grin and said, "Sun Chonglou, right? Are you in charge of the Lingxian Mansion in Yunlan City?"

Manager Sun was frightened and quickly said yes.

Bai Feng looked at him, his smile faded, and he said coldly and proudly: "Listen to me, the person who lives in the heavenly spiritual chamber needs to be treated well. If anything goes wrong, hum...it depends on me. Break your bones!"

His words were domineering.

Manager Sun trembled and almost fell down without being frightened. He nodded quickly and said: "Master, don't worry, I will serve you carefully and I will never dare to disobey."

Seeing his respectful attitude, Bai Feng showed a satisfied smile.

Then he turned behind him, glanced at the four of them respectively, and finally looked at the woman and said, "Xiaorou, you stay in the North Territory. Any information about that person must be reported to me."

"Yes, disciple, take the order." Xiaorou said quickly.

Bai Feng waved to Xiao Yan and the others again, "Come, release the flying sword formation I taught you, and carry me back to the sect."

How could these people dare to neglect? After a ray of light flashed from their bodies, the flying swords flew out in unison. After intertwining in the air for a moment, they turned into a mysterious sword formation and fell in front of Bai Feng.

Bai Feng rushed up to the sword formation and cursed with a huge headache: "The old guy didn't come earlier, he didn't come late, but he wants to ruin my big event at this time. If you take me back, you have to pull out all his beard!"

Xiao Yan and others had cold sweat on their foreheads.

The masked old man just now is a powerful person with a terrifying seniority in the sect. The only one among the Blood Rakshasa who dares to make such a threat is probably his own Master Bai, the Little Demon King of Marriage, right?

At this time, Bai Feng looked back in the direction of Yunlan City, a deep smile flashed across his face, and murmured to himself: "However, I will definitely come back again!"

After that, he laughed loudly and ordered Xiao Yan and the others to drive the sword array and fly away into the sky into a startling rainbow.

…

Several days passed.

The Lingxian Mansion in Yunlan City became more and more lively, and the number of people coming and going was much higher than before.

At this time, the recruitment meeting for Cangyuan Sect disciples has also ended. Nie Changfeng, Chen Qingyun and others were sitting at a wine table, laughing and chatting with a middle-aged monk in white robe opposite.

Han Mo, the head of the Han family, and Qi Ao, the head of the Qi family, were among them.

The middle-aged monk in white robes across from him had a similar level of cultivation to them, and was both at the minor level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. However, the four of them were extremely polite to him, toasting and flattering him from time to time.

The juniors from the other four major families stood behind each other, not daring to get in between the elders.

"This time, we juniors are lucky enough to join the Cangyuan Sect, thanks to Brother Lian Qing's support. Nie would like to thank Brother Lian Qing in advance." Nie Changfeng stood up and raised his glass, drinking it down in one gulp.

"Master Nie, you're welcome. My dear Nie Xin has the talent of Heavenly Spiritual Root. She is young and has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. As long as she practices diligently, she will achieve success in the future." Elder Lian Qing smiled lightly and did not stand up. He only pecked lightly. A sip of wine.

Nie Changfeng frowned when he saw this.

After all, he is the head of a family, so the other party's move is a bit contemptuous of him.

However, for the sake of his daughter's future, he kept it to himself and sat down with a smile after a few words of modesty.

Several other family heads also showed apologetic smiles.

During this time of disciple selection, except for the Qi family, Nie Xin, Han Feiyan and Chen Xue were all selected. Naturally, these three families were in a good mood.

"Master, I have an unkind request, please accept it."

Behind Lian Qing, Nie Ying stood up.

"What's the matter with you?" Lian Qing asked expressionlessly.

Nie Ying was one of his registered disciples, and he only accepted him because he had some qualifications.

Nie Ying slightly glanced at Nie Xin and Chen Xue, bowed and said with a smile: "Master, Xin'er is the disciple's foster sister, and Miss Chen also has a close relationship with the disciple. Previously, the disciple promised to find a spiritual room for them in the Lingxian Mansion. I wonder if Master can arrange it?”

"Haha, it's just a small thing."

Lian Qing chuckled.

When Nie Xin and Chen Xue heard this, they couldn't help but cast grateful glances at Nie Ying.

Now, Nie Ying felt even more arrogant.

"After all, you are also my disciple. Since you have asked for me, how can you not agree to it?"

Lian Qing waved his hand and said with a generous smile, "Just take them to the third floor to select them, and then go to Manager Sun to sign up as a teacher."

"Third floor?"

Nie Ying was stunned for a moment, "Master, there...is the third-grade spiritual chamber."

Chen Xue and Nie Xin also looked a little strange.

"What, is there any problem with Master arranging a third-grade spiritual chamber for you?"

Lian Qing frowned.

"Disciples don't dare!"

Nie Ying's heart trembled, and she quickly swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

"But Brother Nie Ying clearly said that we can stay in the fourth-grade spiritual chamber." Chen Xue muttered.

Nie Xin's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly pulled Chen Xue to shut up.

Nie Ying's face was full of embarrassment.

Originally, he had already made a guarantee, but who knew the result would be like this.

"Fourth level spiritual chamber?"

Although Chen Xue spoke in a low voice, how could she hide it from several powerful experts? Lian Qing immediately sneered: "Qi refining monks can only stay in the spiritual chambers of the first to third levels. How can I allow you to stay in the third level by relying on the elders of the Cangyuan Sect?" status, otherwise you can only live in the second grade."

"Okay, nothing happens, just take them down!"

Lian Qing waved his hand impatiently.

Nie Ying did not dare to disobey, so she winked at Nie Xin and Chen Xue, and the three of them saluted and retreated.