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The only fly in the ointment was that Ling Zhi originally wanted to feel the subtlety of the teleportation array.

After all, in his "hometown", the Kyushu Continent, and many relatives, if he also learned the skills of the spatial teleportation array, it would definitely be more convenient to do a lot of things in ordinary times.

However, what disappointed Ling Zhi was that maybe his cultivation was still too weak, or maybe the martial artist who arranged this teleportation array was too skillful.

When Hefeng Manzhu stepped on the teleportation platform one after another, he had almost just stabilized his body, and a violent feeling of dizziness appeared in his mind, although he did not faint because of this, but in this process, the five senses were already unable to be used, and how could he have any energy to check the so-called subtleties of the teleportation array.

Return to the Basilica of the Holy Ruins.

Just as Ling Zhi and Feng Manzhu were about to leave, a total of three middle-aged men with powerful aura appeared at the door of the teleportation hall.

"Which city did the pair of dog men and women go to just now?"

Among the three of them, a man in Tsing Yi with narrow eyes and a gaze as cold as a beast asked directly to the staff member who was presiding over the teleportation array next to him.

"This ......"

The man obviously recognized the identity of the person who asked him, but he hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Wind ...... Beacon Flames!"

Syllable!

A storage bag was thrown into the hands of the staff, and the man in Tsing Yi said lightly: "Reward you, in addition, immediately activate the portal for me to teleport to the Beacon City!"

......

Inside a splendid palace.

A dazzling halo suddenly flashed on the empty teleportation platform, and then, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared, it was Ling Zhi and Feng Manzhu who had just been teleported from the bridgehead of the Holy Ruins Continent, the Holy Ruins Hall.

"Huh, someone's coming?"

"Don't rob it! Don't rob me, it's time for me to choose from Qinglong Valley!"

"I know it's your turn in Qinglong Valley, do you still need to remind you? Don't we want to see how the people who come are doing?"

A noisy discussion came into his ears, Ling Zhi shook his head, and forcefully took out the discomfort after long-distance teleportation, and then looked up.

In the line of sight, a total of eight gray-haired old men were standing in all corners of the main hall, carefully looking at the two of them with the eyes of monkeys and clowns, and at the same time, their mouths continued to make critical discussions.

"Senior, this is the reception desk of the Beacon City, and the seniors you see are all the top families in the Beacon City, the elders of the sects, or the spokespersons!"

Seeing that Ling Zhi was looking up at those old men, Feng Manzhu immediately introduced him.

Ling Zhi frowned and blurted out, "What are they talking about?"

Feng Manzhu smiled and said, "The seniors don't know something......"

Ling Zhi waved his hand, "There is not much age difference between you and me, the word senior, I will never mention it in the future, I am not a senior, if you want, you can call me by my name directly!"

"So?"

Feng Manzhu is also an extremely free and easy person, but after a little hesitation, he changed his tone and shouted at Ling Zhi: "Why don't I call you Brother Ling?"

"Whatever!"

"Brother Ling, you don't know anything, because you are an outsider who has just entered the Holy Ruins, and anyone with this status, when they enter the teleportation hall and go to the major monk cities of the Holy Ruins, there will be special information printed on the other side.

The old people you see now are the representatives of several major families or sects sent by the Beacon City to live here, on the one hand, the purpose of their existence is to observe the situation and potential of these outsiders.

Divided by ability, or co-opted as the Hakka elders of their respective sect families, some of them with good qualifications even have the opportunity to directly enter their forces and become inner disciples. ”

Feng Manzhu was talking, and the eight gray-haired old men had already come to the front of the two.

"The cultivation is not high, and I haven't even survived the thunderstorm, but I should be less than 100 years old. ”

"Yes, although I haven't even escaped from the mortal realm, I have already cultivated as an emperor, and this potential is not too rebellious, and it is rare!"

After a few old men talked for a while, an old man with a big face and a green dragon robe came out of them, looked at Ling Zhi and asked lightly: "Old man Qinglong Valley Protector, come to the ocean, you also have some potential, are you willing to follow the old man back to Qinglong Valley and be my outer disciple of Qinglong Valley?"

Although this person's tone of voice was very calm, his eyes showed a look of condescension, as if it was a very honorable thing to let Ling Zhi join them in Qinglong Valley, and to be an outer disciple.

Ling Zhi looked at him quietly for three breaths, then shook his head, and refused in a calmer and cold tone than coming to the ocean: "I'm not interested!" Not to mention that he is an outer disciple of the Qinglong Valley who doesn't know what, let him be the head of the entire Qinglong Valley, and Ling Zhi, who has something in his heart at this moment, does not agree.

After Ling Zhi said this, he was about to leave, but there was immediately a burst of ridicule behind him.

"Hahaha, old man, did you hear what he said?

"Yes, yes, interesting, it's really interesting, this is the first time in a few years that I've heard someone refuse your invitation from Qinglong Valley, and they refuse so neatly!"

"I think, the reason why that kid refused, most of the reason is because he doesn't know the specific origin of your Qinglong Valley, thinking that an outer disciple is insignificant, if he knows the true strength of your Qinglong Valley, let alone an outer disciple, even if it is a miscellaneous disciple of Qinglong Valley, I'm afraid that he will kneel down and beg to join!"

"Have you said enough?"

The old man named Lai Haiyang was rejected by Ling Zhi, and his face was not good-looking, but when he heard the ridicule of other old men, his face was even more gloomy and almost dripping.

Suddenly, his figure flashed, he took a step forward, stretched out one hand forward, and blocked the way of Ling Zhi and the others, "Wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Ling Zhi stared.

"You, tell him about the background of our Qinglong Valley!" Lai Haiyang didn't look at Ling Zhi's eyes, but pointed a finger at Feng Manzhu's head.

I don't know how he distinguishes the difference between an outsider and a local martial artist.

Feng Manzhu sighed inwardly, of course she knew the meaning of this person's words, but she understood more about what kind of person Ling Zhi was.

No matter how big the origin of the Qinglong Valley in front of her was, with her understanding of Ling Zhi after a short period of contact, Ling Zhi would not accept the other party's invitation no matter what, not to mention that the old man named Lai Hai was still so impulsive in tone and so arrogant in his eyes.

Pursing his lips, despite the recognition in his heart, Feng Manzhu still raised his head and introduced to Ling Zhi: "Brother Ling, as one of the top ten sects in the Beacon City, Qinglong Valley is not only a powerful sect, with a long history and profound heritage, but also ......."

"That's it!"

Ling Zhi suddenly raised his hand and stopped Feng Manzhu's words, "Needless to say, let's go!"

"Huh?" Feng Manzhu looked at him in a daze, and couldn't react for a while.

Ling Zhi shook his head and repeated: "Let's go, go to the Beacon City, I still have something to ask you!"

"Oh...... So, okay, okay!"

Feng Manzhu finally understood the meaning of Ling Zhi's words, and didn't dare to say anything more at the moment, so she followed Ling Zhi's ass and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Hahaha, look, it's deflated, someone is deflated again!"

"It seems that the huge name of Qinglong Valley seems to be a bit unworthy of the name, and people don't even have the patience to listen to your history!"

Seeing Ling Zhi and the others leaving, the old men behind them laughed loudly again.

"Damn, boy, get back to the old man!"

Coming to the ocean to face the ridicule and ridicule of everyone, the old face trembled with anger, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately roared towards Ling Zhi with a loud shout, and while he was speaking, his figure flashed, and he stopped in front of Ling Zhi and the others again.

Ling Zhi frowned, and said with a little annoyance: "Anything else?"

"Little brute, you have a big temper, did the old man let you go just now?" came to the ocean to blow his beard and glared and scolded.