Lingxiao Sect?! An Yang's eyes lit up the moment he heard the name.

Almost one step to Yan Qingzhu's side, like a hillbilly who had never seen the world, he looked people up and down carefully, "It turns out that you are an immortal." ”

"Ahem," the head of the Liu family immediately coughed twice in warning.

"There are nine on the top, I can't wait for mortals," Yan Qingzhu saw her child's nature, but he didn't blame it, "Since you are interested, would you like to go with me?" ”

"Of course, of course!" Nodding hurriedly, An Yang instantly left his father and mother behind, stepped on the magic weapon called by Yan Qingzhu, the tourmaline seal, and rushed away.

"This child," Mrs. Liu suddenly cried and laughed, and finally saw An Yang, but was abducted in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that there were more and more figures in the sky, the head of the Liu family sighed helplessly, "Don't worry too much. She just ordered the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and she was sure to come back. ”

In a word, the thought that rose in Mrs. Liu's heart was suddenly extinguished, "This is also true." It's like going to see the world. ”

When it comes to the Lingxiao Sect, almost everyone knows about it.

In this world where immortal cultivation is respected, immortal cultivators are proud to be able to enter the Lingxiao Sect. However, because of this, the Lingxiao Sect's standard for accepting disciples has risen again and again in recent years, and it has not been allowed to enter for several years now.

At the beginning, Liu Xinyue was able to meet Ji Yanshu, and it was precisely because this sister wanted to try her luck and see if she could have the opportunity to see the style of the immortals.

[System: Host, you don't really want to go to the Lingxiao Sect, do you?] 】

[Anyang: I originally wanted to touch porcelain, but I didn't expect the plot to develop so powerfully. 】

[System: But I don't think it's appropriate.] Although the Lingxiao Sect is a famous faction, things are weird and powerful, and there is even a horror of loss. 】

[Anyang: Were you scared by Ji Yanshu? 】

[System: No, no, absolutely nothing!] I'm just a little worried, the current head of the Lingxiao faction is the hero of this world-Ye Zhanyun. 】

The two realms of good and evil are already unpleasant to each other, if Ji Yanshu finds out that An Yang has run to the Lingxiao faction, he doesn't know what kind of moth to make trouble. Countless thoughts quickly ran out of my head, and the more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

[Anyang: Don't worry, they are now evenly divided, and even if they really fight, they will lose both. 】

Facing An Yang, who was smiling calmly, how did it feel as if its host was looking forward to watching others fight......

In the next second, it vaguely heard An Yang say in pieces: [I don't know if they are fighting, is it the kind of ...... that piupiupiu]

With a look of serious thought, the system shrank in heart.

It doesn't know what's going on, it doesn't know anything.

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The Lingxiao Sect was originally located in an unknown mountain range, but because of its fame, the connected mountains were given a unified name - Lingxiao Mountain.

Several of the peaks are surrounded by white clouds on weekdays, and they don't know the true face of the mountaintop, which makes people look up to them all their lives.

Because of the prior promise, Yan Qingzhu did not take Anyang on the normal road, but drove the magic weapon all the way up.

The rapid bump made An Yang's face pale with fright, and the internal organs in her body were violently entangled, so that she no longer had the heart to look at the surrounding scenery.

When the soles of his feet fell to the ground, Anyang couldn't support it anymore, held on to the wall beside him, and spit out.