I'm not the underworld

Chapter 265 People from Hulong Villa?

"The sword technique of Xixue Sword School? Impossible!" Bai Jianxin almost didn't think about it, and said directly.

"Really? Then you should go up and try the feeling of overlooking the world!"

"Nonsense!" Just as Chen Yifan was discussing with Bai Jianxin, a rather majestic voice came.

A white-bearded old man in a robe with long sleeves walked over with a group of people.

Among the group of people brought by the old man, the young ones were all dressed in various modern costumes, but the older ones were all dressed in ancient Taoist robes or Hanfu.

Those things are not often born, true practitioners.

"Third Martial Uncle!" Seeing the old man, Bai Jianxin's eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted respectfully, as if he had found a savior.

The old man Yang Shande, the third elder of Xixue Sword Sect, belongs to the Qi School, but his Qi training is not high.

In terms of mana, he barely has a hundred years of practice. Because he is good at Qimen Formation, his comprehensive strength is not weaker than that of a strong man with 300 years of practice.It can be regarded as an outlier in the Xixue Sword Sect who studies the side.

Beside the old man, there are several foreign aids who have made good friends with the Xuexue Sword Sect.

The Ma family in the northwest, a family of exorcists, has survived for 500 years. It is also a local snake in the northwest region, and the secular black and white merchants have some influence.

It has also accepted the transformation of modern society, and many new magic weapons have been developed in the clan.

For example, the spiritual power gun, which is widely used in the world of exorcism, first came from the Ma family in the northwest.

The Chengyang sect cultivates the golden elixir avenue, internally refines the golden elixir and takes the path of ascending to immortality. He is good at health preservation and Taoism. His disciples live a long life. In the past 200 years, some of them have lived to more than 200 years old.

It's a pity that ascending to immortality is just a legend, and no one knows whether those disciples who have lived for hundreds of years are dead or really ascended in daylight.

After all, the Xixue Sword Sect is a big school, and its popularity is good, and the people who come to town are quite important.

There was also an elder who led the team of the Gopher Gate this time, Feng Chengyu heard about it, and hurriedly joined the team and followed.

Although he was five or sixty years old, his practice time was a few years older than Chen Yifan's heard age.

But knowing that there were disciples of the White Lotus Sect who came out to help, but they were hung up by the two masters invited by Mr. Tao.

The inner disciples of Hou Xixue Sword Sect were also defeated, he didn't dare to ask for someone himself.

Seeing that the elders of the Xuexue Sword Sect moved at this time, they also hurriedly joined, and they also found a backer.

In terms of practice, talent is often more important than hard work and training time.

Feng Chengyu didn't have much talent, and when he reached the elder of the Shushumen, he plundered a lot of training resources, but his strength didn't improve much.

As for the White Lotus Sect, because of the withering of the sect, the one leading the treasure hunting team this time is the senior sister Tian Xin'er.

Followed by Elder Yang of the Xuexue Sword Sect who brought a large group of men to the front, stood still.

The old man squinted at Chen Yifan, but looked at Bai Jianxin and blamed him: "Nephew Bai, it seems that your sword sect is indeed in decline! My Xixue Sword Sect is famous for its swords, and the method of controlling a sword in one hand has been passed down to Sword Immortals , but with this superior swordsmanship, you lost to a casual cultivator of unknown origin! What a disgrace to my Xuexue Sword Sect!"

Bai Jianxin bowed his head after being reprimanded, but the expression on his face was not convinced.

Elder Yang belongs to Qizong, and he belongs to Jianzong. Although they are from the same sect, they usually quarrel with each other.

But at this time, he could only listen to Elder Yang's reprimand. If he retorted in public under the watchful eyes of everyone, he might make those small sects laugh at him.

What's more, after all, he is from the same sect. Judging by the situation, Elder Yang also brought someone to rescue him.

Sure enough, Elder Yang changed the subject, and his eyes fell on Chen Yifan.

"However, even if it is a waste, since it has joined my Xuexue Sword Sect, it is not something that any cat or dog can bully!"

Chen Yifan looked at this old guy who appeared suddenly, and felt a little depressed: "Then what do you want?"

"Let them go and withdraw from Longquan Mountain, and this matter will be revealed. The treasure of Longquan Mountain this time is not something you casual cultivators of unknown origin can get your hands on."

"There's also...a worthless mortal dude." Yang Shande shifted his eyes from Chen Yifan to Tao Yiran, and said with a slight twist of his mouth.

His eyes were full of disdain.

Being born in a famous sect, Yang Shande valued his background, and he would dismiss disciples from small sects, let alone casual cultivators with unknown origins.

Facing ordinary people, he has a sense of superiority.

"So arrogant!" Chen Yifan looked at Yang Shande, frowned slightly, and muttered.

At this time, those people brought by Yang Shande also began to join in.

"You're just a little casual cultivator. You don't know how to keep a low profile. Relying on your little strength, you hang people in front of the door, humiliating people's face, and you still haven't apologized to the friends of the Gopher Gate and the White Lotus Sect?"

"Quickly let go of my gopher disciple, otherwise, today you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around!"

Feng Chengyu mingled among the crowd, seeing that his side was powerful, he quickly followed suit and shouted.

For a while, there was a lot of noise in front of the originally quiet old house.

"What if I don't?" Chen Yifan looked at Yang Shande and replied.

"There is no room for you to bargain, and if you don't want to leave, then let us throw you out." Yang Shande sneered.

"Yang Shande, I'm afraid it's not your decision here?"

As they were confronting each other, another voice suddenly sounded.

The voice is also unfamiliar, but it seems to be much younger than Yang Shande's voice.

Hearing this voice, Yang Shande's face changed slightly, and then he turned his head away.

I saw a young man about 24 or [-] who was wearing a custom-made casual clothing with dark blue embroidered ink bamboo pattern and a man's mid-length hair cut not short or long came over.

The young man is young, but Yang Shande dare not underestimate him.

This one is different from a boy of unknown origin like Chen Yifan.

The young man's name is Longxuan, he was born in Shennong Valley, he is also a Taoist sect, rumored to be the Taoist sect of Shennong, and has a greater origin than the Xuexue Sword Sect.

Another identity of the young man is one of the twelve "young dragons" of Hulong Villa's generation.

After all, they are official people, and even the major sects and practitioners who beat their lives to death during the treasure hunting process have to give some face.

After all, there is no sect that takes the treasure of Longquan Mountain and stops living on Earth and China.

Treasures are virtuous, and they can compete with each other without any room. In the end, which sect gets the treasure, it can be regarded as someone else's ability.

This is the default rule of each other, but other things, there are some "human feelings" to talk about, and they can't be solved by fighting with life and death.

"It turned out to be Mr. Long. I really don't have the final say on Longquan Mountain, but I still have the right to teach an ignorant boy a lesson?" Yang Shande replied embarrassingly.

"Oh? Are you the one who can teach us a lesson?" Long Xuan questioned with raised eyebrows, which was beyond Yang Shande's expectation.

(End of this chapter)