The despised Ancient Divine Sect, Qingyu’s poisonous plan

Xiao Fan saw everything with his eyes, and it was another classic configuration.

The once-declined sect brought a dozen rare genius disciples to participate in the training camp.

Encountering hostile forces on the road, he was ridiculed by the hostile forces and humiliated to the point of being completely humiliated.

And there is a son of destiny in this declining sect.

He will rely on his own strength to severely slap the enemy forces in the face and take the entire sect away.

What a familiar smell!

Just listen to those sarcastic words without interruption,This sentence was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of those disciples of the Ancient God Sect.

“Say it again if you can.”

“Say it once, say it again, don’t you agree? Hit me!”

“you!”

The disciples of the Ancient Divine Sect were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

But the elder behind them secretly sent a message to them to restrain themselves and calm down.

On their shoulders, they bear the responsibility of restoring the ancient divine sect to its past glory, and they must not cause trouble.

There was an invisible confrontation between the two sides.

At this time, in the Taikoo Shenzong team, the confident young man with a faint smile on his face said:

“The Underworld Sect has great potential. Millions of years ago, you were just a force the size of a sesame seed under my command, the Ancient Divine Sect.”

“What’s your future? You were our subordinates a million years ago. I’ll put my words here. I will make your Underworld Sect become subordinates of the Ancient God Sect again, nodding and bowing.”

He said in a relaxed and comfortable manner, his face extremely confident.

This shocking language did not make the other party angry, but instead made the people of the Underworld Sect laugh.

“Whose general is this? He speaks so humorously.”

“Old man, are all the disciples our Taikoo Shen Sect has been accepting recently? We are not thinking very well.”

“It’s really in decline, even the mentally retarded.”

Not only did the other party find it funny, but even the disciples of the Taikoo Shen Sect felt ashamed.

Because the current Taikoo Shen Sect’s past glory has long faded, and it is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the Underworld Sect.

In the Ancient Divine Sect, a girl in red tugged at his robe and scolded him in a sweet voice:

“Su Chen, stop talking.”

The disciple of the Taikoo Shenzong who spoke confidently was Su Chen, the son of destiny.

Su Chen listened to the girl’s scolding and smiled lightly:

“Sister, I’m just telling the truth.”

He stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be a supreme master, and did not listen to anyone’s words.

The people of the Underworld Sect also wanted to embarrass the Taikoo Shen Sect.

But there was something mentally retarded in the Taikoo Shen Sect.

If you bully someone who is mentally retarded, you will feel like you have lost all your strength.

The elder of the Underworld Sect said:

“Forget it, there is no point in bullying these crooked and mentally retarded disciples. Let’s go.”

“Yes, the Ancient Shen Sect has really declined. We don’t need to care about them anymore.”

As they talked, the people from the Underworld Sect prepared to leave.

This made the people of the Taikoo Shen Sect very embarrassed.

The only thing more humiliating than being looked down upon by others is humiliating oneself! !

Su Chen humiliated himself perfectly, completely losing the remaining dignity of the Ancient Divine Sect.

“Su Chen, didn’t I tell you to shut up?”

“If you can’t speak, just shut up. You are really embarrassing.”

The disciples of the Taikoo Shen Sect also scolded him.

But Su Chen smiled confidently and didn’t explain.

“I just do what I want, and what I tell is the truth. I love telling the truth!”

Xiao Fan was delighted by the classic opening of Son of Luck.

“Dad, what are you looking at, so fascinated?”

I don’t know when Xiaofang started to leave Long Ningbing’s arms, and her small body flew next to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan looked at this cute little ponytail and said with a smile: “It’s nothing, I just saw something funny.”

Very happy indeed.

As soon as I arrived at the temple, I met the Son of Luck before I even took two steps. This explosion rate was too high.

It seemed like we had come to the right place.

The disciples of the Eternal Holy Court watched as Xiao Fan followed the saint with two women and a baby.

Saint actually didn’t say a word. Could he be the mistress raised by Saint?

The elders know that slaves are an illusion and masters are the truth.

These elders are the ones who survived after the great purge not long ago.

Xiao Fan’s methods will never be forgotten by them.

An elder of the Eternal Holy Cathedral said: “Saints, we are almost about to enter the temple.”

Miao Xiaoqing nodded, she looked at Xiao Fan, put on a calm look and said:

“As a slave of this saint, you are not qualified to enter the temple with me.”

“But you can be considered my confidant. You can hold this token of the Eternal Holy Court.”

“If you need anything, you can call me with the command card, and I will personally…send someone over to solve it for you.”

Xiao Fan knew it was a cat summoner, so he nodded and accepted it.

“Oh, I see.”

Meow Xiaoqing was a little nervous.

Is this the attitude a slave should have?

Pretend, pretend!

Meow Xiaoqing was speechless, I am your slave, okay.

Feeling the strange looks from those disciples, Miao Xiaoqing just coughed twice, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

She was about to leave, but Xiao Fan stopped her.

“Well, if Xiaofang is hungry, I’m not familiar with the place, so it’s hard to buy treasures.”

“Can you guys give me a break?”

As soon as Xiao Fan said these words,The elders wisely took out their storage bags and gave him all kinds of immortal stones, elixirs, treasures and immortal materials.

“Is this enough?”

“There are only 80 million high-grade immortal stones, here you go.”

“It’s only 80 million. You’re too stingy. This young master is a talented person and a close confidant of the saints. Do you think he can appreciate these things like yours?”

“I have hundreds of millions of thoughts here. Please don’t refuse, sir. You must accept them.”

“I have a second-grade immortal weapon prepared for my granddaughter, an exquisite floral Xuanhuang Dao skirt, which is most suitable for such a cute little girl.”

“These are the eighty-eight bottles of first-grade elixir I saved from the Dan Pavilion. I gave them to her as a meeting gift.”

“…”

Not long after, Xiaofang received a lot of treasures.

At least, I can eat it for a while.

Xiao Fan smiled and said: “You are very nice, Xiaofang, please say thank you uncle.”

Xiaofang smiled happily and said with a sweet smile:

“Thank you uncles.”

The dean of the holy church praised her, saying that the little daughter was so nice to talk to.

It’s just that their storage bags are a bit uncomfortable, and they were hit with a huge price hit before they even opened.

Meow Xiaoqing was stunned.

He was still the same, his behavior was erratic, just like when he promised his body to me, he actually agreed directly.

The Holy Fathers left, smiling broadly.

Xiaofang looked at their leaving figures and said with some confusion: “Dad, I feel like they are a little unhappy.”

Xiao Fan: “How could it be? Look how loud they laugh.”

Xiaofang: “But they look very reluctant.”

Xiao Fan: “Of course I’m reluctant. Being separated from our Xiaofang and not being able to see this little cutie like you would make everyone sad.”

Xiaofang was amused by Xiao Fan’s words and smiled. It was her father who spoke nicely.

“These uncles are so nice. Can I go and play with them in the future? The immortal stones and elixirs they gave me are quite delicious.”

Long Ningbing silently collected these treasures for her and put them in a storage bag. When she was about to finish eating, he took some out for her.

Just like a gentle big sister.

Qingyu was beside him and was also amused by him.

No wonder those women fall in love with Xiaofan, he is so good at talking that even children can talk.

Qingyu said: “Husband, go to my Qingshuang Wonderland to rest for a while.”

“Master Yu’er, do you have a residence here?”

Qingyu smiled lightly and said: “It’s normal. I have my own blessed land and cave in the core of any larger fairyland.”

“If you count carefully, there are probably more than seventy cave heavens and paradises.”

Hiss, I didn’t expect that Master Qingyu, you are actually a hidden rich woman.

“Okay, let’s go back and rest first.”

Qing Yuyu moved his hand, and a cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air.

She held Xiao Fan’s hand and motioned for Long Ningbing to follow. She stepped into it and transformed the world.

The methods are unpredictable.

Based on Xiao Fan’s experience in his previous life, Master Qingyu’s cultivation level is already that of a Taoist saint, and he is only one step away from becoming a transcendent and free person.

It turns out that Master Yuer is so strong.

Qingshuang Wonderland, Qingyu’s residence, is full of maids who look like young girls. They are beautiful and have outstanding temperament. They are probably entering the world of Yingying Yanyan.

Their clothes are very conservative, but they can’t hide their charming charm and the ultimate hazy beauty.

It seems that he has figured out Xiao Fan’s preferences.

During the conversation with Qingyu, Xiao Fan discovered that every fairyland of hers was arranged like this in order to control Xiao Fan.

She doesn’t want Xiao Fan to look for women outside, because those women either have a lot of causes and effects, or have impure motives, or they may be the curse of beauty.

The female cultivators in the fairyland are all pure-hearted people carefully selected by Qingyu. She has spent a lot of effort to train them and improve their strength.

The pampered environment cultivates a noble spirit.

The ones with the lowest cultivation level among them are all Taiyi Golden Immortals.

There are hundreds of people in every fairyland.

There are seventy fairyland, one hundred people in each fairyland, that is seven thousand people.

The so-called emperor only has seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards, plus three thousand beauties in the harem.

“Master, what are you doing?” Xiao Fan said righteously.

Qingyu rolled his eyes at him and said, “Huh, I don’t know your character yet. Only when you get tired of playing at home will you stop being playful outside.”

Xiao Fan didn’t expect that Master Yu’er has such a dirty heart and this vicious plan is too cruel!

I have no choice but to intervene with my own body to expose your vicious plan.

The relationship between Xiao Fan and Qing Yu is more about being inseparable than master-disciple and love.

The two of them sat together drinking tea and chatting, watching Xiaofang teasing the sacred deer in the fairyland, or catching fish and shrimp in the gurgling river, just like the warmth of a happy family.scenery.

The warm and happy days only last for half a month.

Xiao Fan is going out.

The lucky ones have gathered, it’s time to harvest them!

As for the first target, of course it is Lin Yu.

The main reason is that Lin Yu can’t take care of Lin Ningqin and Hua Yinyin, and Xiao Fan is helpful, so let him take care of them.


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