Xu Zixian didn't take Nalan Ji's threat before his death seriously.

As he put it.

Even the Nuyanmen, which has a powerhouse in the Heaven Stepping Realm, has already finished provoking, and he is afraid that he will offend you more than one Nalan family?

Not only was he not afraid, but he even wanted to pick up Nalan Ji's equipment.

Xu Zixian bent down and stretched out his hand, touching Nalan Ji, his fingers had just touched the storage ring, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The flames that were originally burning around have all been extinguished under Xu Zixian's irrigation, and only a few small flames remain.

Now that the fire was extinguished, Tang Yu and the others naturally didn't need to dodge anymore, and they all walked back from a distance at the moment.

Seeing the invincible Nalan Ji, he fell quietly at Xu Zixian's feet, and all the scattered cultivators looked at each other, each with a subtle expression.

"Xu Protector..."

Meng Chang frowned, and said in a slurring voice: "Nalan Ji him..."

Taking advantage of the situation, the hand that was originally touching the storage ring brushed Nalan Ji's snort, Xu Zixian stood up and said lightly: "It's dead." ”

When Meng Chang heard this, he immediately looked in admiration and gave Xu Zixian a thumbs up.

He is really worthy of being the strongest warrior in the Land of Light, and the protector of the First Hidden World Sect Mixed Hall. The young master of the Nalan family, who he didn't dare to kill in his dreams, was said to die.

"Protector Xu, remember to be careful of the Nalan family in the Seven Beads Domain in the future."

Meng Chang reminded very kindly.

The Nalan family can be regarded as a hegemon in the Seven Beads Domain, extremely strong, and has an excellent relationship with the Nuyan Sect, no one dares to provoke easily, even if the family does not have a Heavenly Realm, but it can be called a first-class family in Tianfeng.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and there is no secret in the world that can be hidden, that is, they are all tight-lipped, and the Nalan family will know about it sooner or later.

Regarding Meng Chang's reminder, Xu Zixian nodded and wrote it down, and then smiled.

"Thank you Brother Meng for reminding me, but I want to help thousands of people in the hall, and I have been dormant for ten thousand years, how can I be afraid of the Nalan family."

He raised his head, his face full of pride, as if he was full of pride and a sense of belonging to the strength of the mixed hall.

"The mixed hall will never give up any of the helpers, if one side is in trouble, all sides will support, and there is a mixed hall behind the protector of the Dharma, if the Nalan family dares to attack, he will be defeated and return!"

When Meng Chang and the other cultivators heard this, they all showed yearning.

It's no wonder that this Xu Protector will talk about the mixed hall all day long.

Such a powerful, fraternal, cohesive, and righteous sect, even if they indulge in uninhibited and freedom-loving loose cultivation, they will not dislike it.

Meng Chang pursed his lips crampedly, his old face turned red, and he was entangled for a long time, and finally opened his mouth to Xu Zixian very embarrassed.

"Xu Protector, let's mix the hall... Do you still accept people? ”

He scratched his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Do you think there is still a chance for my brothers?" ”

At Meng Changben's age, he can only cultivate to the peak of Renhuang, although this has a certain relationship with his casual cultivation, but it is enough to prove that his Xuandao talent is not high.

As for the other loose cultivators, they are not even as good as him.

Meng Chang obviously understood this, and knew in his heart that there was not much hope, and his expression was nervous and uneasy, and there was a faint sense of loneliness.

Although he longed for the mixed hall, he didn't want Xu Zixian to think that he was coercing him to repay the favor, so he took the initiative to say: "It's okay if you don't accept it, I'll ask, just ask." ”

Xu Zixian never judges people by talent and realm, and he has an excellent impression of Meng Chang.

Whether it was the previous initiative to let his partner escape, or this almost death-like repayment, it is enough to prove his character.

If there is really such an organization as the Mixed Palace, and he is really the Mixed Palace Protector, then Xu Zixian will definitely accept Meng Chang.

Pity...

"As long as there is light in the heart, everyone can help the people in the mixed hall."

Xu Zixian smiled and said something ambiguous, and then took out a large box from the storage ring and put it in front of Zhong Sanxiu.

Although Meng Chang and the others did not help much, for their generosity, Xu Zixian could not help but say,

"Tonight, thank you for your help, a little heart, please smile."

A few casual cultivators opened the box curiously, and they all froze.

The box was full of exercises and mystical techniques, and Xuanbao and mystical weapons.

Although the grade is not very high, in the eyes of the scattered cultivators of these people who are not in the Xuan Realm, they are already precious.

"This..."

Meng Changqiang couldn't help but be moved, retreated from a few scattered cultivators who were drooling around the box, and closed the box.

"Xu Protector, you can't help but look down on us too much."

Although his half-bald head looks really funny, his expression at this time is really serious.

"Although we are vulgar and casual cultivators, we are also sensible and righteous, and this time we are not greedy for the return of Xu Protector, but just to repay the grace of saving each other before."

"I've never looked down on you."

Xu Zixian shook his head.

"Distributing according to need, leaving things for those who need them, is my creed. These are all obtained from the secret realm, and it is useless for me to keep them, and it will take a lot of trouble to deal with them, so I might as well leave them to you. ”

Having said that, if you refuse, you will be suspected of hypocrisy, Meng Chang and the other loose cultivators are not mothers-in-law, plus this box of things is indeed very useful to them, so they will no longer refuse.

The first rays of the morning light crept up to the sky, and the dome gradually turned from dark to bright.

Since the discovery of the secret realm, I have been tossing until now, and before I know it, it has been the past night.

The secret realm is over, and the matter of Nuyanmen has also been resolved, so Xu Zixian naturally has no need to stay.

Seeing that the girl was already sleepy-eyed, and tears were shining in the corners of her eyes, he arched his hand at Meng Chang and the others, who were excited to turn over the baby.

"My brother and sister are going to continue to rush to Xuancang City, I don't know who you are?"

All the scattered cultivators were originally from Xuancang City, so they naturally wanted to go back with Xu Zixian and the others.

However, after seeing Tang Yu's extremely subtle eyes, they still changed their minds.

"Thanks to the Dharma Protector, the brothers have gained a lot from this trip, and they need to be sorted out."

Meng Chang smiled and returned the salute with a fist at Xu Zixian, and no longer mentioned the matter of entering the mixed hall.

"Let's leave it at this for the time being, we will meet again in Xuancang City, take care."

"Take care."

Xu Zixian nodded and turned to leave.

"Precious to you."

Tang Yu gave Meng Chang an appreciative look, quietly handed him a storage ring, and then trotted two steps to keep up with Xu Zixian.

When their figures disappeared from view, Meng Chang hurriedly opened the storage ring, and sure enough, he saw the Xuan Cannon he had in mind inside.

He grinned and shook his hands up and down at the gun, as happy as a child who had received a beloved toy.

"Brother Meng."

A small cultivator named Wang Jianyang leaned over to Meng Chang, who was feeling the cannon and was feeling happy, and said cautiously: "What does Xu Protector's words mean?" ”

"Does the mixed hall still accept disciples? Brothers... Is there a chance to become a member of the Mixed Temple? ”

For the mixed hall, all the scattered cultivators present were full of yearning, so when they heard this, Xuanbao didn't touch it, and they didn't learn the exercises, and they all gathered around, ready to listen to Meng Chang's explanation.

"Isn't it stupid?"

Meng Chang scolded with hatred, and then said: "We are now a member of the Mixed Palace!" ”

"Huh?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned by the explanation.

"The Dharma Protector said before that as long as there is light, no one can help the people in the temple, although the brothers are not saints, they are all righteous and enthusiastic good men, so they can naturally be regarded as people with light in their hearts."

"And the Dharma Protector also made it clear that the creed of the Mixed Temple is to distribute things according to need, leaving things to those who need them, and then he will leave that box of treasures to us who need them more, what does this mean?"

"It shows that in his eyes, we are the gangsters of the Mixed Temple, so he will carry out the creed of the Mixed Temple with us."

"Oh?"

"Ahh

"I see!"

The reactions of the crowd were mixed, some were shocked, some sighed, and some were overjoyed.

"But..."

Wang Jianyang obviously couldn't believe it, he scratched his hair, and wondered: "If that's the case, why didn't Xu Protector tell us clearly?" ”

"We're just a newly recruited gang from the mixed hall, but he is the protector of the Dharma, and the difference in identity is there, so how can we say everything in detail."

Meng Chang sighed.

"People left this box for us, obviously to teach us to improve our strength quickly. Did you hear the previous phrase 'dormant for ten thousand years'? It shows that the mixed hall is going to make a big move recently, in order not to drag the sect back, the brothers have to hurry up! ”

"The mixed hall has been hidden for thousands of years, and no part of the mainland has heard of a branch hall, and the brothers are likely to be the first, so... Ahem! ”

He straightened his back, raised his hands in the air, and turned his body around, "All eyes are on me, I announce something!" ”

"The Heavenly Wind Branch Hall of the Mixed Palace, starting today, will be officially established!"

……

The sun rises as usual.

The young man in black and the girl with two ponytails had already left, and the members of the New Mixed Hall Gang who were full of excitement were also gone.

When everyone was gone, the little man who had stood silently in the shadows all night could finally make a move.

The corpse at his feet was already stiff, and he knelt on the ground, trying to cry loudly, but found that his throat was dry and he could not make any sound.

He wept silently, dug the pit silently, and buried his friends silently.

Walking like a walking corpse, he walked up to Nalan Ji's corpse and took off the storage ring that everyone had forgotten.

The little man lifts the knife and decapitates the corpse.

The person who once stepped on his head and insulted him fiercely was now easily beheaded by himself, but there was no happiness in his eyes.

The obsession of the little people is to keep climbing up, standing higher, seeing farther and longer.

Whereas. When he found around. After always having a good brother who was thinking about himself, he suddenly wanted to give up.

He really wanted to give up at that time, but he was only one sentence away.

That sentence said that there will still be good brothers by his side now.

But the good brother is dead.

He couldn't give up anymore.

Because the little people want revenge.

Only if the little people keep climbing up and become the big ones can they take revenge on that man.

He wants to use everything he can use.

He lifted the skull in his hand and looked at it.

For example, the Nalan family.

He lifted his robe and looked at it.

For example, the Flame Gate.

He looked in the direction Tang Yu had left.

For example, the lustful Sword Sect Tianjiao, Gu Xiaodong.