Chapter 137: Gathering of the Hidden Soul Palace

Chen San, who has been around the ruffians in the market since he was a child, has a very flexible mind, and after a little thought in his heart, he knows what is happening in front of him.

In this regard, Chen San's face was indifferent, and after glancing at Zhao Xiong, he turned his head and looked around.

Without him, Chen San's ascension to the Lingyin Sect this time was to fulfill the agreement with Miaoyin and come as an elder of the Lingyin Sect. Since he is about to become an elder of the Lingyin Sect, for the small fights of these Lingyin Sect disciples, he naturally does not need to surrender his identity to participate, and isn't there a Qian Jie beside him?

"Zhao Xiong, don't talk nonsense, Senior Chen is a distinguished guest invited by the head. ”

In the face of Zhao Xiong's unreasonable trouble, Qian Jie, who was appointed by the head of the house, naturally would not be intimidated by the other party's words, and immediately replied with a strong voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiong was immediately stunned, and then snorted: "Qian Jie, you are the one who wants to talk nonsense, such a small casual cultivator in the early stage of enlightenment will be the guest that the head of the sect wants to meet? Now you not only bring outsiders up the mountain without permission, but also falsely report the order of the head of the sect, I will go to report to the three elders now, you will wait to be expelled from the mountain gate!"

After speaking, Zhao Xiong walked straight through Chen San and the two people, and walked briskly towards the back mountain.

"You, you, Zhao Xiong, you bear!"

Qian Jie pointed to Zhao Xiong's back, so angry that his chest rose and fell again and again, and it took a long time to hold back such a sentence.

Hearing Qian Jie's scolding, Zhao Xiong's footsteps couldn't help but speed up by three points, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a few clicks.

The onlookers of the Lingyin Sect disciples all booed lightly, and at the same time, they couldn't help but secretly cast their eyes towards Chen San.

"That Zhao Xiong is just a disciple of this sect who likes to speak recklessly, which really makes Senior Chen laugh. ”

Qian Jie turned to face Chen San and said with a shy smile on his face.

Chen San waved his hand and said, "It's okay, keep walking." ”

When Chen San and the others disappeared in front of them, the Lingyin Sect members immediately gathered together and started to discuss.

"Senior Brother Qian called that person Senior Chen, could it be that person really a foundation building period monk like the head of the family?"

"I don't know, but this person doesn't have sect ornaments in his clothes, if it's a loose cultivation, does Zhongzhou have such a young foundation building period for loose cultivation?"

"That's it, this person is too young, could it be really as Senior Brother Zhao said, Senior Brother Qian just made a false report, the purpose is to scare Senior Brother Zhao?"

"How come, Senior Brother Qian will not make false reports for the sake of a little face, Senior Brother Qian is not such a person. ”

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Before coming to the rope bridge to connect the mountain, he glanced at the rope bridge covered by clouds and mist, Qian Jie hugged his fist at Chen San and said: "Senior Chen, crossing this rope bridge, is the Lingyin Peak where the head lives, and the head is waiting for you in the Lingyin Hall of Lingyin Peak." The junior's task has been completed, and the juniors have taken their leave. ”

As soon as Qian Jie got up, he felt two round foreign objects fall into his arms, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed them to take a closer look.

"This is a pair of thunder light beads, which can release extremely strong thunder and dazzling, and can also make the person who is hit by this bead suffer lightning strikes, so it should be regarded as your reward for taking me up the mountain." ”

Before he could see what was in his hand, Chen San's words floated into Qian Jie's ears, and Qian Jie was immediately overjoyed.

Qian Jie, who is also a disciple of the sect, can still sense that this bead is a pair of medium-grade magic weapons from the breath emitted by the thunder light bead in his hand, Lian Mang raised his head and wanted to thank Chen San, only to find that Chen San had already stepped into the vast clouds and mist of the rope bridge.

"Thank you seniors Chen for your generous gifts. "Colorful Chinese

Regardless of whether Chen San heard it or not, Qian Jie still thanked him loudly, and then bowed deeply and left.

Chen San, who stepped into the misty clouds, walked for more than 300 zhang, stepped on the hard ground, and his eyes were suddenly wide.

A majestic hall stands more than 100 zhang in front of it, and there are three big jujube characters on the door plaque: Lingyin Palace, it seems that it is the place where the head of the Lingyin faction is waiting for Chen San.

Looking around, when looking down from the air, the cloudy Lingyin Peak was now clearly displayed in front of Chen San's eyes, a stone and a tree, a grass and a tree, all of which were clear and detailed.

Not only that, but Chen San even the last peak of the three peaks of the Lingyin Sect, the preaching peak, was also completely clouded and mist, clearly showing in front of him.

After taking a closer look, Chen Sancai moved his feet and walked towards the Spirit Hidden Palace.

Stepping over the heavy stone steps, Chen San stepped into the Lingyin Palace.

The main hall is extremely wide, the incense burner under a huge bronze statue of the Lingyin Sanren is smoke, and in front of the incense burner are six futons, five of which are already sitting cross-legged.

In the center of the five is an old woman with goosebumps, who is the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect.

Next to Miaoyin's right hand is the middle-aged man who met Chen San back then, Guan Xing, the head of the Lingyin faction.

As for the other three, sitting on Guan Xing's side was a dying old man who looked like he was not inferior to Miaoyin. The remaining two sat next to Miaoyin's left hand, a woman and a man, both of whom were in their thirties, and their appearances were extremely similar, presumably blood relatives.

The five people sitting at the top of the main hall were chatting with themselves, and after feeling Chen San's breath, they all raised their heads to look at Chen San who walked into the door of the main hall.

"Hahaha~~"

Seeing Chen San's appearance, the five of them were stunned, and then Miao Yin burst out laughing.

Chen San's expression was indifferent, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, he walked straight to the futon left for him, bowed to Miaoyin first, and said politely: "Senior Chen Li, I have seen Miaoyin's seniors." ”

Miao Yin waved her hand and stopped laughing: "Okay, okay, now you're not an outsider, sit down." ”

Chen San sat down as he said, and then nodded to the other four people one by one and said, "Chen Li has seen four Taoist friends. ”

"This is who you really are, right?"

After the four people beside him saluted Chen San one by one, Miao Yin asked, seeing Chen San nodding slightly, Miao Yin smiled again: "I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that Elder Chen Li, who is about to become the fifth elder of my Spirit Yin Sect, will be so young." It's really terrifying, it's terrifying. Hahaha~~"

"The seniors praised it falsely, and the younger generations only had an occasional encounter back then, which created today's Chen Li. Chen San replied modestly.

"Elder Chen, don't be modest, the strength of the immortal cultivation realm is at the top, Elder Chen is already a monk in the early stage of foundation building at a young age, and he also has an amazing supernatural power, if he is more modest, I and a few others will have to find a crack in the ground." ”

On the far left of Miao Yin, a man named Tao Ran answered, which immediately caused everyone to chuckle.

Chen San also laughed a few times, reached out to take the fragrant tea he had poured for himself, and took a sip.

The entrance is shengjin, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, and the tea is good. Chen Sanxin said.

Everyone chatted for a while, most of them were all kinds of major events in the Spirit Inheritance Realm, and occasionally talked about what happened between the three sects in Zhongzhou.

Whenever this happens, Chen San listens intently, Chen San knows that this is the high-level of the Lingyin Sect in the field to let himself know more, what kind of state he will be in in the future.