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Chapter 282: Master Qing Yuan Asks for an Audience

Hearing this, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect who were stationed in front of the mountain gate with their swords in hand looked wary and stared at Master Qingyuan for a while before relaxing.

You know, since Xuantian Sect was expelled from the sect alliance, there has been a steady stream of troubles coming to the door.

Needless to say, we know that the sect alliance is behind this.

But now, Master Qingyuan has come to the door in person. Can the young man who watches the door not be wary?

The most important thing is that Master Qingyuan still respects this little monk like him.

This isn't right.

"Master Qingyuan, please wait here. I will return to the sect immediately to inform the elders."

However, for someone of Qingyuan Zhenren's level, it is not easy for him as a young monk to speculate too much, as long as he is not harmed.

Since they are here to find the sect master, just report them one by one.

"Master Qingyuan came to me to discuss something important?"

In the cave, Chen Ge was carrying vegetables for Xiao Ai. Unexpectedly, Xue Beifeng rushed in and started talking breathlessly.

"There is a fraud, Sect Master, there must be a fraud."

Xue Beifeng gritted his teeth and said, recalling the scene in Tianling Ancient Mine, he felt endless humiliation and anger.

Master Qingyuan took his spirit stone and expelled Xuantian Sect from the sect alliance. This shows that every part of this old monster's heart is black.

"Why did he come to me?"

Chen Ge was equally confused. Could it be that he came to take revenge on him?

After all, he killed Li Xingchen of Blood Sword Valley with one sword, and also killed Yu Jianya, Huang Hehe and other sect leaders.

These are all sects under the sect alliance.

Furthermore, they would target the Xuantian Sect, presumably because of the order from the sect alliance, anyone with a discerning eye could see that.

"No! If he dares, let him break the formation, and I will kill him with one more sword!"

Chen Ge glanced back at Xue Beifeng, then turned back and came to Xiao Ai to pick up a piece of flesh and blood.

This little girl grows faster than ordinary people, both in terms of cultivation and body.

It is also extremely terrifying when it swallows spiritual power and blood, almost a hundred times more than a normal monk, or even more.

"Okay! I'll drive this old monster away right now!"

Hearing this, Xue Beifeng looked very interested, rolled his eyes, and turned around to leave.

Soon, Xue Beifeng, monk Kong Kong, and hundreds of Xuantian Sect disciples appeared at the foot of the mountain gate in front of Master Qingyuan.

"Xue Beifeng, where is your sect leader?"

Seeing that it was Xue Beifeng coming, Master Qingyuan was slightly startled. He was a little unhappy, but he couldn't show it, so he could only ask calmly.

"Hmph! Want to see our sect leader? Easy!"

Xue Beifeng seemed to be a bit of a villain, and couldn't help but hum: "I just say that I will see you when I see you, and come when you want to come. Isn't it too inconsistent with the rules?"

After the words fell, the guy touched the Najie he was carrying in his hand towards Master Qingyuan again, hinting at something overtly or covertly.

Master Qingyuan's mind sank and he looked a little annoyed, but he could only step forward and put a Na Ring into Xue Beifeng's hand.

He and Xue Beifeng were from the same group, how could he not understand this hint?

"A little respect, a little respect...Xue Beifeng, can the elder let Chen Ge come out now? I have something important to do!"

Master Qingyuan licked his old face and smiled at Xue Beifeng.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart that things are really unpredictable. Three months ago, he was bossing around Xue Beifeng and being arrogant.

Unexpectedly, he would change his identity today and become Mr. Turtle.

"Zhenren Qingyuan, do you know that our Xuantian Sect has very strict disciplines? If you give me a ring in front of everyone, this..."

Saying that, Xue Beifeng looked back at Kong Kong and the other disciples: "You are making it very difficult for me..."

Master Qingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, he could only step forward, each person stuffed a Najie, and murmured: "Everyone understands, everyone understands! Whoever sees it has a share, whoever sees it has a share..."

If you take people's money, you must also give it to others to eliminate disasters. Since everyone has a share in what happened today, you can't talk about it outside.

This is an unwritten rule.

"Amitabha, you old weirdo, don't you know that the poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism? You just eat fast and chant Buddha's name on weekdays. The poor monk is an ascetic and cares about the world."

"But your sesame oil money is enough to save all the poor people in the world."

Monk Kong gave a long sigh, stepped forward, surrounded Master Qingyuan, and recited the Rebirth Mantra loudly, showing a compassionate gesture.

Master Qingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he had no choice but to hand out another ring, and also chanted: "Amitabha, I wish that all people in the world will never suffer again."

After saying that, Master Qingyuan looked sideways and asked Xue Beifeng again: "Elder Beifeng, I need to see your sect master for something important. Go and ask your sect master to come out quickly."

"Our sect master said, no."

Xue Beifeng snorted and led Kong Kong and others back into the Seven-Yuan Sect Protector Formation, leaving Qingyuan Master alone and messy in the wind.

"Haha, old thief Qingyuan, I didn't expect you to be here today, so happy!"

Hiding in the Seven-Yuan Sect Protecting Formation, Xue Beifeng said with vigor, "Our sect master also said that if you dare to break the formation, he would not mind killing you with one sword!"

"Xue Beifeng, you are so brave, do you dare to bluff me?"

After being stunned for a while, Master Qingyuan finally came to his senses and said angrily: "Let your sect master come out to see me quickly, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Threatening, the old monster spit out a long sword from his mouth, and a Vulcan sign was revealed on his back. Matching the ferocious facial features of this guy, he looked particularly fierce.

Holding a sharp sword, he was about to break through the Seven Yuan Sect Protector Formation with one strike, but then he thought of what Chen Ge said.

If he dares to break the formation, he won't mind killing him with one sword!

After trembling for a moment, the old monster Qingyuan quickly put away the sharp sword he held high, hid it in his mouth, snorted loudly, and walked away with his sleeves rolled up.

At the same time, Lin Jian was already approaching the sect alliance. He held a spiritual sword diagonally in his hand, and drops of bright red blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

"Is that the sect alliance ahead?"

Lin Jian reached out and pulled the bamboo hat on his head, then turned into a blue shadow and moved forward with a sword, approaching the sect alliance.

The sect alliance is like some sects. It is set up among the lofty mountains. The towering peaks stand one after another. From a distance, they look different in height. The beautiful buildings and jade buildings are hidden among them.

Green pines and cypresses, white mist shrouded, cranes flying in the sky, a famous immortal cultivator shuttled through the forest, seemingly completely unaware of Lin Jian's arrival.

"Too weak, haven't you noticed that I'm approaching? Do you have to get close to your sect alliance to notice me? Humph!"

Lin Jian seemed a little disappointed, but he continued to move forward with his sword until he finally appeared at the foot of the Sect Alliance Mountain and landed on the ground.

"Gatekeeper, let the strongest monk in your alliance come out to see me."

Lin Jian stood in front of the mountain gate with one man and one sword. He slowly raised his head, revealing his sharp cheeks and a pair of deep and determined eyes under a bamboo hat.

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