In the lower cultivation realm, in a valley, there was a sudden movement of spiritual light.

This aura was only a flash of light, but another group of figures suddenly appeared behind this aura.

These people looked around a few times, and the middle-aged Taoist in the lead frowned slightly, and said, "This is the Lower Cultivation Realm, and it is indeed the Spiritual Qi Pollution!"

"Indeed, it's much worse than our spiritual cultivation world!" The other person also nodded slowly, looked at the people around him, and said in a deep voice: "But no matter what, after all, it is where our ancestral court is, and we are here today on order, so naturally we should do our best with peace of mind!"

"No!" everyone bowed slightly.

"What Brother Hong said is true, since we have come, then we should do our best, so that those who dare to offend the natives of my Heavenly Alliance will bow down in front of the power of our Heavenly Alliance!"

Looking at the appearance of everyone, the middle-aged Taoist was also very satisfied, and after a few words in a deep voice, he nodded and said, "Let's go, the person who responds should be outside the valley!"

Everyone walked out of the valley with their heads held high, and sure enough, they saw several people waiting at the mouth of the valley.

Seeing that everyone came out, several people hurriedly greeted them, and the leading Taoist respectfully said: "Lower cultivation Kunlun Xuanlingzi and others, welcome all the envoys!"

"Hmm, are you my Kunlun Miao descendant?" The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the other party, but it was just a psychic realm, and immediately said proudly: "Okay, don't be polite, lead the way!"

"Yes, please send a messenger and follow the poor road!" the man hurriedly led the crowd with a smile and walked towards the three helicopters parked outside.

Looking at these three helicopters, all the spiritual cultivators showed curiosity in their eyes, and it was not until everyone got on the helicopter and slowly took off into the air with a rumbling sound that everyone had a trace of amazement.

Although everyone had the power to take off, they still couldn't help but marvel at such a large flying device.

"Although the aura of the lower cultivation realm is turbid, it also has its own uniqueness!" the middle-aged Taoist looked at the mountains flying away outside, and nodded slowly.

"Exactly!" Although everyone felt that the noise was disturbing, they were full of freshness at the moment, and they also felt that it was interesting.

The helicopter flew for only an hour before landing in a small airfield.

In the curious eyes of everyone, he got on a business transfer plane and flew into the distance.

At this time, in a beautiful place of spiritual practice, beside a quiet and beautiful small lake, there was a small pavilion.

In the pavilion, there is a small coffee table, a small red clay stove on it, and a purple sand teapot is "gurgling" and steaming.

A few slender jade-like fingers gently lifted the teapot, poured the boiling water into a tea wash, and washed the tea unhurriedly.

Beside them, five old men sat cross-legged on the ground, leisurely looking at the beautiful scenery outside the pavilion, chatting casually.

Finally, the owner of the finger slowly filled the six teacups, and with a gentle flick, the six teacups slid lightly in five directions, and then stopped steadily, even the tea in the cup did not ripple in the slightest.

If someone with a heart looks at this, they are only afraid of being shocked, but the five old men in front of them are not moved at all.

One of the thin old men reached out and picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and showed a hint of comfort on his face: "The more the tea is brewed, the better!"

"Hehe......" A crisp voice sounded, and the owner of the slender fingers smiled mockingly, and said: "It's been soaked for three years, if it's still not soaked well, my master is afraid that he will jump out of the grave and hit me with a bone stick!"

"Oops... Calm down, can't you have a little respect for your dead ghost master?" the other old man sighed and said helplessly.

"Hehe......" The owner of the slender fingers sneered again: "With the name he gave me, you say I can respect him?"

"......" and several people were silent for a while.

The first thin old man smiled bitterly and said, "If you don't like it, then change it, we are not used to shouting, otherwise we will always think that it is a little nun sitting opposite!"

The five nodded in agreement.

The owner of the slender fingers was silent for a moment, and suddenly sneered again: "Forget it, I'm used to it!"

The old man who spoke first coughed lightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "Everyone has read the news from Xiao Zou!"

"Look!" everyone nodded, and one of them said, "However, according to our intelligence, it is unlikely that Xiao Nan will reach any agreement with the top level of the Heavenly Alliance!"

"At least for now, the Lower Cultivation Realm Heaven Breaking Alliance and the Heaven Alliance are still facing each other, and even the Heaven Breaking Alliance has become a little tougher after the Upper Realm of Xiaonan!"

The other short and fat old man frowned and said, "But how did he get the news? This time the Heavenly Alliance is very tightly secret, and those who know about this matter are all at the highest level of the Heavenly Alliance, except for the ten Nether Realms!"

As soon as these words came out, several people were silent for a while.

In this silence, the crisp voice rose again: "Although my treasure building is a bull ear for spiritual cultivation intelligence, it is naturally impossible to be thorough, since this Xiao Nan has such ability, it is normal for my treasure building not to notice!"

Speaking of this, Jing Xin looked at a few people, and snorted: "No matter what, this time there is such an opportunity, my treasure downstairs is in the lower realm, it is imperative! If you are not at ease, then let me go to the lower realm!"

The faces of the five people changed, and the thin old man smiled busily: "Meditation, you don't know that this half-saint and above are absolutely not allowed to go to the lower realm, so don't move this thought! At most, let's send ten people to the lower realm!"

"Why don't you allow the Netherworld, don't you say that this Xiaonan may be a half-saint, why can he go to the Nether, but I can't?"

The short and round old man who looked fat and round blinked helplessly his eyes, which were already like a slit, sighed, and said, "Meditation, he can only be a half-saint, none of us are sure, besides... This rule only restricts my spiritual half-saint to the lower realm, this Xiao Nan is not our spiritual semi-saint, so whether he is or not, he can be in the lower realm!"

"Hmph... You can go!" Jing Xin snorted softly, suddenly rose to his feet, and disappeared in a flash.

Looking at this empty position, the five old men all sighed helplessly.

The thin old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "I've been making tea for so long, and the tea is ready, but this character hasn't changed at all!"

"Yes!" Another old man next to him reached out and picked up the teacup, took a deep sip, exhaled with satisfaction, and said, "This tea is really good, Lao Tan has finally done a good thing!"

"I'm afraid this girl won't make us tea again!"

"Hmm... No, although this girl has a weird temperament, she will still do what Lao Tan explains! After all, after Lao Tan transferred her lifelong cultivation, she is at least trying to be her seventh floor master!"

"That's good, without this girl making tea, I really won't get used to it!"