Chapter 139: The Past Clouds

Since Liu Qian arrived in this continent, it was the first time that someone knew the three words "Natural Sect". It was also the first time that someone could see through it at a glance. The identity of a disciple of the Nether Sect was discovered. He couldn't help but play a coquettish and beautiful front flip from the head of the lewd dragon, floating in front of the old ancestor. He tilted his head and said curiously: "What? Do you also know about the Nether Sect! Know other people from the Nether Sect?"

"Only my sect's name is famous for its entire cultivation, no, it is the entire cultivation world." The ancestor laughed with a strange expression: "It's like thunder, like thunder."

"Hey, I see why your face is a little weird?" Liu Qian frowned and said, "Is there any conspiracy?" The people from the Lingzong lowered their grace and regarded the ancestor as heaven and were extremely respectful. Hearing that Liu Qian had no respect for the ancestor, they couldn't help but feel angry and almost wanted to come forward to fight him. But Liu Qian had seen all the methods just now, so he had to stuff himself into his stomach.

"Conspiracy? No, how is that possible?" The ancestor shook his hand and said: "It is my blessing to be able to meet the heroes of our sect. Let's do this, it is not very convenient to speak in this air. Lingxu has a villa behind the mountain. With fine wine and fruits, why not go with me and drink it?"

Liu Qian's eyes swept over his face and found that there was no strange look. But he was relieved immediately. With Liu Qian's current ability, he could not see through the depth of this Lingxu Ancestor. Obviously, he was far above Liu Qian. If he really wanted to be unfavorable to him, there was no need to play such tricks at all. The thoughts in his mind turned away and shrugged his shoulders casually, indicating that the guest was following the host's will. Seeing that the dragon could no longer fight, he shook his whole body and shrunk to the size of a puppy again. He flapped his wings and showed that the cute appearance of humans and animals was harmless.

"Pan Yin. Come down, go and drink together." Liu Qian waved his hand, shouting Pan Yin, who had not yet disappeared from the air with horror on his face.

Hearing Liu Qian's call, Pan Yin flew over tremblingly, landed in front of them, and said respectfully: "I have seen the ancestor."

"No gifts." The ancestor Lingxu waved his hand and then waved his hand. A white cloud flew from afar and stepped on it. He asked Liu Qian and others to come up together.

Liu Qian was very curious. Unexpectedly, there was a saying in Tengyun. He jumped up in the air, and the place where his feet were settled was soft. He reached out and touched it, and it looked like cotton but not cotton, but not fog. In comparison, Pan Yin was much more honest. Although he was also curious, he just stomped twice.

"This is just a magic weapon for Lingxu to refine earth when he is free and has nothing to do. It is used for transportation." The ancestor Lingxu laughed and said, "I can't go to the elegant hall. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

This guy, Liu Qian, thought to himself, why did he flatter him so much? But since someone gave him something, it was natural. Seeing that the white cloud floated very fast and was very stable and comfortable, Liu Qian took it honestly and unceremoniously. When he didn't use it, he could just collect it in a different dimension.

The three of them rode the white clouds and flew straight to the back mountain for half a quarter of an hour. They landed in a quiet and elegant courtyard, with green bamboo lotus ponds, winter plums and spring peaches, and all the scenery of the four seasons was condensed. The layout was exquisite and there was no abrupt feeling. When Liu Qian stepped into the courtyard, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

It turned out that the peach tree, which was only one person tall, was straight up, and in the blink of an eye, it soared into the sky and became a tree that was rising to the sky. It turned out that the petite peach petals of bright red became the size of a boat.

Liu Qian felt a sudden heart. When he drew his sword, Lingxu's voice came from beside him, saying, "Little brother, don't be nervous, this is just the illusion array I set up. Please follow me."

Liu Qian heard that he was invincible in his tone, so he flew up with him and looked around. Now the depths are still in the same small courtyard, but I don’t know if everything in this courtyard has soared a thousand times. Or maybe, no one has changed, but the heart has changed...

Flying out of the green grass more than a hundred meters high, Liu Qian and Pan Yin flew with Lingxu and then fell on a bright red peach petal. As soon as they stepped on it, they felt the petals under their feet fluttering. The rich fragrance of flowers came to their noses, making people feel beautiful spring.

"Come on. Sit on the peach blossom petals to drink. Wouldn't it be another taste?" The ancestor Lingxu raised his hand, and a set of elegant and quaint tableware appeared on the peach blossom petals, and the three of them sat on the flower. The ancestor Lingxu played another trick. He pointed his fingers, and a stream of sake shot out from the peach blossom stamen, slid out of the beautiful arc in the air, filling the three of them with wine cups one by one.

"This is the essence extracted from the hundreds of strange flowers and plants, and it is brewed by me." Old ancestor Lingxu pointed to the wine cup with a gloomy face.

Pan Yin had never seen such a strange scene in his life, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and asked, "Old ancestor, how did you do this?"

"You are the famous Pan Yin who has risen recently?" The ancestor Lingxu stroked his beard and laughed: "It's hard for you. Your master died so miserably that he had not had time to teach you anything. You can actually practice to this level with your outstanding qualifications and incomplete skills in just three hundred years. Why not join our Lingzong? I can accept you as a direct disciple. These are just a little bitch, and you can learn them, but it's just a waste of time."

"Ah?" Pan Yin did not expect that the ancestor Lingxu knew his name, nor did he expect that the ancestor Lingxu would recruit himself as his disciples! The wandering cultivator in no sects was the most discriminatory. Over the years, he had been bullied many times, especially those disciples of famous sects, who were incredible wherever they went. Pan Yin used to dream of joining a major sect, but he encountered walls everywhere. He had never thought about the number one sect in the world like Lingzong. For a moment, his thoughts couldn't help but fly, and his face was full of excitement.

"Hey, I'll say I'm the ancestor." Liu Qian honestly picked up the wine glass and drank the glass of flower nectar in one go, and said with a smile: "You don't want to recruit both of us to your Lingzong, right?" Sure enough, the mouth was fragrant and refreshing, and the coolness penetrated into the stomach, and a light and comfortable feeling in his mind.

"Uh... I only have the disciples of my sect, how dare I pull it casually?" The ancestor Lingxu coughed twice: "I just think Pan Yin has outstanding qualifications and abundant spiritual roots. He also has perseverance that others cannot reach. It would be a pity if this good seedling was wasted. You must know that some major sects are willing to find a spiritual child with innocent background to train them again. They are not willing to recruit other casual cultivators. This will guarantee loyalty."

"Tsk tsk, Pan Yin is a good opportunity. Now your flying sword is coming." Liu Qian laughed and said, "It's a pity that the Lingzong doesn't want me..."

Pan Yin was a little moved, but he didn't know why Liu Qian was always fighting against those Lingsect masters. He held a long sword and accurately wandered among the flying sword group, which was completely the only momentum in the world. He also had the indescribable elegance, heroism, and unrestrainedness. It was deeply engraved in his heart like a brand.

"No!" Pan Yin's eyes flashed with longing, and he stood up excitedly: "I want to worship Senior Liu as his teacher."

"Puff!" The ancestor Lingxu looked at Pan Yin's increasingly excited expression, and was ready to enjoy his master's ceremony. But he suddenly stood up and said something, causing the ancestor Lingxu to vomit out all the half of the wine he had just drunk. He looked at him in surprise and said, "What, do you mean? Don't you want to worship under the Ling Sect?" Liu Qian was also surprised. What is the kid's head in his head? If you don't want such a good opportunity, just don't want it?

"Old ancestor!" Pan Yin scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I feel that my qualifications are dull and I can't learn well. I'm afraid that it will drag down my seniors."

"Aren't you afraid of dragging me down?" Liu Qian shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't you ask me first. Do you want to accept you as a stupid disciple?"

It is probably the first time Pan Yin was called stupid, and he blushed and said, "Senior Liu, as long as he can follow you, even if he is doing some rough work of cooking and watering, I am willing..."

"I don't want it!" Liu Qian shook his head like a rattle: "If I accept you, the pedantic apprentice, I will never finish my life? Even if I see the master, I will be scolded by him and lose my eyes."

"Senior Liu, as long as you say something wrong with me, I will change it!" Seeing that Liu Qian refused to accept it, Pan Yin knelt down with a loud bang: "In the future, seniors say one is one, and two is two. I, Pan Yin, will never have any complaints."

"Hmph!" Liu Qian moved his head dissatisfiedly. He filled a glass of wine with his stamens and drank it all over: "Pan Yin, you still don't understand. When you understand one day, you will mention the matter of becoming a disciple."

"Yes! Senior." Seeing that Liu Qian's intentions were firm, Pan Yin had to sigh and stood up, with a look of loss on his face.

"Oh!" The ancestor Lingxu smiled helplessly and said, "Only my sect is really popular, and they all broke their heads and sucked in. Unfortunately, I still can't understand the method of your only sect inheritance. Why do I always feel that you only my sect and other guys are just for a moment of happiness to accept disciples. If you see each other, you will stop when you see each other, and if you don't see each other, you will be beaten to death. There is no trace of follow-up."

"Ancestor, I know what you mean, and I am very familiar with the Sect?" Liu Qian felt a little interested, found the most comfortable position, and slowly tasted the flower nectar.

"You are relatively few people in my sect. I don't know much." The ancestor Lingxu thought for a while before saying, "However, the rumors about the sect are the most common in the entire cultivation world."

"Oh, let's hear some things?" Liu Qian was very excited. He had never entered the real world of cultivation. Naturally, he had no idea about some things about Weiwu Sect.

"I want to talk about the most famous ones." The ancestor Lingxu said with a look of nostalgia: "That was a long time ago. I was still young at that time, not even a thousand years old. I just reached the late stage of the Golden Pill. I wandered around with several seniors. It seemed that I was in a place called Chenyuan Star. It turned out that there was a very powerful sect there, controlling the nearby starry sky, and it was extremely domineering. Somehow, one day I offended a powerful cultivator, and the cultivator picked all the sects by himself."

"That big sect was completely dissatisfied, of course he was not convinced. It happened that the sect had an ancestor who had already ascended the immortal world and had made merits. Meng Zhun went home to teach art for three years. In this way, the big sect cried to the immortal, saying that XXX was too domineering and wanted to kill the sect. The immortal was able to hold on at first and dared not violate the laws of heaven. But after being provoked several times, he finally found the powerful cultivator, who asked him to cut off his right arm as an immortal to apologize to the sect. You also know that as long as the cultivator is not annihilated by the spirit soul and the Nascent Soul, he will always be fine. I think that as long as the cultivator is a little rational, he will choose to cut off his right arm. You know, how can a cultivator fight against an immortal?"

When Pan Yin heard this, although there was nothing wrong with it, he still thought that the analytical ancestor Lingxu made sense.

"Hehe!" When Liu Qian heard this, he couldn't help but stand proudly with his hands on his back, "Just kidding. If I hadn't chosen to cut off my right arm, Immortal, hehe. If I can't beat me, I will attack you if I can't attack you, and if I can't run, I will let him take a shore, at least I can't let him get better."

"That's right, the cultivator thought so at that time." The old ancestor Lingxu's eyes showed a reverent expression: "At that time, his actions made many people not understand. The lifespan of a cultivator is long, and the longer the lifespan, the more rare it will be. There is an insurmountable gap between the immortal and the cultivator. Even if the cultivator is very powerful, he is still no match for the immortal. In the end, the cultivator hugged the immortal and exploded himself." Afterwards, the old ancestor Lingxu's eyes were a little sad and sighed: "Although the power of the self-destruction is amazing, the soul will definitely not survive. In this way, the life mark of the cultivator completely disappeared into the universe. The injuries suffered by the immortal can be restored in just one or two years."

"Hmph! How could he be so cheap?" Liu Qian felt a little regretful for the cultivator. In fact, he had guessed it. The cultivator who self-destructed was a person from the Sect. His face turned pale: "If you have the chance, I will definitely kill that hunting immortal." After hearing this, Pan Yin also felt that what Liu Qian said made sense.

"You have no chance." The ancestor Lingxu let out a long sigh and said, "The immortal didn't know at first that he was the only one of our sect. There were not many people in our sect, but they were all very powerful. After the news of the man's self-destruction came out, hundreds of cultivation masters of our sect gathered together. After one after another, various means were continuously attacked the immortal. So that the immortal had to escape back to the immortal world after being seriously injured. But somehow, the immortals in the immortal world were also furious. The unlucky immortal was completely destroyed in the immortal world overnight. From then on, a powerful sect disappeared into the vast universe."

"Good job." Liu Qian hit his palms, and heard the heroic deeds of his predecessors, and he couldn't help but feel heroic in his heart. He wanted to participate in that battle. He was thinking in his heart, wondering if his unscrupulous master had participated in that battle?

"Since then, there has been a widely circulated saying." The ancestor Lingxu sighed and said, "That is, he would rather arouse the Immortal Emperor than to attract the Immortal Emperor. The people of the Immortal Priest united, and even the Immortal Emperor retreated and did not dare to ask more questions. Of course, this was a long time ago, and many things happened later, which made the name of the Immortal Priest become more and more famous."

"Hey, hey. I'll say I'm the ancestor." Liu Qian frowned and said, "You're not saying you're old, right? Hundreds of thousands of years old? Hundreds of thousands of years old?"

"Ahem!" The ancestor Lingxu smiled awkwardly, "I am a person with a low qualification and am addicted to some things that are apart from the side. I can't remember my age."

"Bai Xian?" Liu Qian remembered that the God of War had told him that there were a group of white immortals in the Shenlong Continent. He couldn't help but ask in a tentative manner.

"I knew you would ask." The ancestor Lingxu looked at Liu Qian meaningfully, especially the lewd dragon leaning beside him: "I will know that it is the flying beasts that demon culprits like to ride. You should have got some news from those demon culprits, right? Yes, I am indeed a white fairy, I regret not being greedy for the fairy treasures at the beginning. So now being trapped on this planet is like a dragon swimming in the shallows."

Hearing this, Liu Qian laughed loudly. He sat on the petals and said with a smile: "I said there is only wine but no food. Are you too stingy, Ancestor Lingxu?"

"Oh! You are indeed a cunning fox." Seeing Liu Qian's appearance, the ancestor Lingxu sighed and said, "I shouldn't have revealed the sound of the wind." But he summoned his hand in the void and a plate of fiery red fruit appeared on the table, introducing: "This is a variant of the fruit. Although it is not as powerful as the fruit of the fruit, it tastes very sweet and delicious. Beautifying and prolonging life is no problem."

"Save it." Liu Qian grabbed one and started to chew on the spot. He smiled and said, "Are you lying to the child? You just want to arouse my desire and ask you what's going on? You've known from the beginning that you flattered me. Wei My Sect, if you really admire Wei My Sect so much, why don't you go to join me? No, this fruit is really crispy and sweet." Liu Qian grabbed a handful of honest and unceremoniously and threw it to Pan Yin and said, "It tastes good, try it quickly." Another handful of knocks on the sleepy dragon, stuffing a few for it to taste.

Xiaoxue, hiding in her arms, also poked her head out and wanted to taste the taste. Liu Qian laughed and scolded and stuffed it into the old ancestor Lingxu, and said to the ancestor Lingxu: "I said, you shouldn't be too stingy, you should take out something to taste together." As he said that, his palm swept the plate of red fruit, and immediately drilled into its storage ring with the plate of fruit.

Liu Qian's domineering look at him, even eating and taking the land, made the ancestor Lingxu's eyes turn green. He smiled bitterly and said, "I have successfully cultivated this red spirit fruit for thousands of years. It will bloom for a hundred years, bear fruit for a hundred years, and then mature for a hundred years. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out and eat it."

"Old ancestor, please don't deceive people." Liu Qian smiled, and a green light flashed in the thief's eyes: "You have said it yourself, you like the sidelines. You have one branch of this red spirit fruit, so I don't believe you don't have any other varieties?"

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." The ancestor Lingxu looked heartbroken. He took out a few plates of fruits with different shapes and bright colors. It turns out that each has its own wonders, either cool or hot. When he ate it, it was alternating between cold and cold. He washed every hole on his body.

"There are wine and food!" Liu Qian lay comfortably on the petals, crossing his legs and said to the sighing ancestor Lingxu: "I said ancestor, you are not so stingy, are you?"

"So what's wrong?" The ancestor Lingxu was screaming again. God knew what Liu Qian wanted again.

"Tsk tsk." Liu Qian drank the green onion in the cup again: "Look at the moment the atmosphere is dull. It should be because there is still something missing."

"What?" Now not only the ancestor Lingxu, but Pan Yin also put half of his body in front of him, showing Fu's curiosity.

"Of course..." Liu Qian smiled evilly, snapped his fingers and said, "It's a woman. I said, "Old ancestor, you have a profound illusion. Why not transform into a few beautiful beauties and let them play a small song, sing a small tune or something? It's great to have fun."

Pan Yin was stunned and wanted to hear what Liu Qian had to think, but this proposal came out.

The ancestor Lingxu almost couldn't breathe, secretly scolding this guy for being so shameless. Why didn't he think drinking on the peach petals and talking big is a very elegant thing? Besides, how could he do such a thing as a dignified immortal? He shook his head quickly: "No, I don't know how to do this kind of illusion."

"Isn't it still unwilling to change?" Liu Qian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I am your guest, and this is about to spread it. Your Ling Sect is not dedicated to entertaining guests, which is a great damage to your Ling Sect's reputation? Tsk tsk. It's not pleasant to drink here. Pan Yin. We might as well go to the capital of Lieyang Kingdom and find the best place to continue drinking..." Liu Qian knew that the ancestor had something to ask for him, and he couldn't help but start to think about it and get some benefits.

"Wait!" Seeing Liu Qian get up, the ancestor Lingxu hurriedly grabbed him and said with a disgrace, "Okay, okay, don't blame me if you become bad?" As he said that, he frowned and thought for a moment, and waved his hand with a slight hesitation. Immediately, a light flashed, and a woman suddenly appeared out of thin air, smiling at everyone with a "charming" smile.

"Puff!" Liu Qian put his mouth in a sip of wine and almost choked to death. After coughing a few times, he exaggeratedly said: "I said, ancestor, your aesthetic view is too different, right? This is simply a replica of it..."

Old Lingxu's face turned red, and he hurriedly removed that one and changed it to another.

"A woman with no breasts still calls her a woman?"

"Is this the legendary papaya milk?"

"This waist is as thick as a bucket?"

"Old ancestor, I admire your taste!"...
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