Chapter 368: Return to Taixu!

A few months later, Mu Xianzhou, Taixu Xianmen.

Taixu Immortal Mountain is rich in aura, and there is an open space at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, there are more than a dozen people standing in the open space, headed by a monk from another sect in gray robes.

In front of him was a black-haired man wearing a green shirt. This man was named Qingfeng with a sword.

It is the sword master of Qingfeng Sword, one of the nine swords of Taixu Immortal Sect, Jingxu Sanren.

"Our Taixu Immortal Sect and the Ziwu Sword Sect have always been on the same page. Now that Yulong Villa has taken action, and no one from your noble sect can fight with the old dragon, we, the Taixu Immortal Sect, will naturally not stand idly by."

"But you have also seen, fellow Taoist, that our Taixu Immortal Sect has encountered two wars in just a hundred years. In the past, there was the Tianjian Sect, and in the latter, there was the Taoist Sect. Our Taixu Immortal Sect was quite exhausted after the two battles. I am currently in the recuperation stage and I am really powerless.”

"So I ask your sect to hold on for a while and give my disciples some time to breathe and recover."

The man in gray robe is the elder of the northern sect of the Ziwu Sword Sect. Now the two sects of Ziwu can only gather the manpower of the two sects to defend one of them. This time they can barely resist the offensive of Yulong Villa.

But after all, the Ziwu Sword Sect does not have a true king in the distraction period. If it continues to defend for such a long time, it will only be a matter of time before Yulong Villa breaks through.

In this case, seeking help is the only way to survive.

However, Linghua Valley did not want to participate in the war, so they rejected the Ziwu Sword Sect's request, and they did not want to be involved in this muddy water.

After all, the old dragon is indeed very strong. If both factions fail to defeat the old dragon together, then Linghua Valley will definitely become the next target of Yulong Villa.

However, the head of the Ziwu Sword Sect expected from the beginning that Linghua Valley would reject them, so they also sent manpower to the Taixu Immortal Sect to ask for help.

The man in gray robe sighed when he saw Taixu Yizai San's delay. The master really got it right. Taixu Immortal Sect really didn't want to take action immediately.

If everything goes according to what the master said, then Taixu Immortal Sect’s plan is definitely even more terrifying!

They must have wanted to take action when the Ziwu Sword Sect was on the verge of extinction. At this time, they worked together with the remaining monks of the Ziwu Sword Sect to directly kill the old dragon, destroy Yulong Villa, and then backhandedly annexed the Ziwu Sword Sect, which was on the verge of extinction, to unify the entire Mu Xianzhou!

By then, Linghua Valley will no longer pose a threat. It will be like a snipe and a clam fighting, and I want both.

The man in gray robe sighed, "I just hope that your sect can take action as soon as possible. I will come back after a while. Now that the war situation is urgent, please understand that your sect."

With that said, the man in gray robe turned around and left. Jingxu sighed when he saw this, and then turned to look at another pill-forming disciple, "He has been here several times this month, and he always asks me to step in." , Hey, why did you ask me to intervene in such trouble?"

"It would be great if the great elder was here."

The disciple laughed when he heard this, "Haha, Hall Master, please stop complaining. The Master trusts you, so he lets you come forward every time."

Jingxu was speechless when he heard the words, "I'm not from the Foreign Affairs Hall. Isn't it appropriate for the head of the Foreign Affairs Hall to come forward for this kind of thing? And even if I, the Chuan Gong Hall, come forward, then you, the deputy hall master, can't do it for me, the hall master." Lord, can you do something for me?"

The disciple shook his head, "That's not okay. Senior brother, you are the hall master. Facing important visitors, wouldn't it be a slight to the distinguished guest if I, the deputy hall master, were to come forward?"

Jingxu chuckled lightly, "To be fair, the other party is an elder at the Nascent Soul stage. Logically speaking, our faction should also send elders to negotiate with him. Even if it doesn't work, we should meet with the leader."

"But the leader keeps asking me to come forward. This in itself is a neglect. I don't understand what the leader is thinking."

The disciple thought for a while and asked, "Is there a possibility that this is what our ancestors meant?"

Jingxu shook his head, "It's better not to talk about our ancestors. The leader's intention is very clear. He doesn't want too many people to know about our ancestors' existence."

"So when you go out, don't mention the ancestor's affairs. The same goes for those in the sect. Don't tell the new disciples about it."

"What's up?"

As a strange yet familiar voice came into Jingxu's ears, he first frowned and then suddenly turned his head, "Of course... the Great Elder?!"

The moment Jingxu turned his head, he saw a familiar face, wearing a white robe with curly patterns. There were gold threads on the corners of the clothes. This was a finely crafted piece of clothing and an eighth-grade defensive magic weapon.

Besides the great elder, who else could be wandering around wearing this eighth-grade magic weapon?

Seeing Chen Xuanqing's return, Jingxu immediately became excited, "Great Elder, you, you are finally back?!"

Chen Xuanqing chuckled lightly, "Didn't I tell you that I asked you to call me senior brother? Elder, you will become an elder sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."

"By the way, what were you talking about just now, what ancestor?"

Jingxu's face was a little complicated when he heard this, "Well, senior brother, that's right, you, haven't you, have you ever worshiped other people as your disciples, not counting the master, besides Senior Uncle Baimei?"

Except for the white-browed old man...

Could it be that guy?

Chen Xuanqing turned around and said, "Wait a minute, don't say it yet. Let me guess. Did an old guy who calls himself Taixu come here and say that I am his disciple?"

Jingxu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "How did you know?"

Chen Xuanqing sighed, "I guess, I have been thinking before, why does the old guy stay in Qianyang City and why doesn't he return to Taixu Immortal Sect."

"At first I thought he just happened to have the same Taoist name as the third-generation leader, Taixu Patriarch, but then I thought about it. He specifically led me into the Taixu Immortal Sect and embarked on the immortal path. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?"

Jingxu's mouth twitched when he heard this, "Yes, how could such a coincidence happen, Senior Brother, let me remind you that there may be some small changes in the sect, please be mentally prepared."

Small changes?

Chen Xuanqing blinked, "What changes?"

"This..." Jingxu's face was a little embarrassed, as if there was something he couldn't say directly, "You will know when the time comes, go back first, Senior Brother."

Chen Xuanqing glanced at Jingxu and asked him to be mentally prepared, so this matter must be related to him.

What could it be.

Thinking about it, Chen Xuanqing went straight back to the sect with Jingxu. As for the deputy head of the Transmission Hall, he simply exchanged a few words with Chen Xuanqing, and then returned to the Transmission Hall alone.

Afterwards, Chen Xuanqing met many disciples again. Each of them was very respectful to Chen Xuanqing, but in the end, they all showed the same expression as Jingxu.

What does this mean?

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