At this sad time when it was difficult for a lover to become a family, a slightly inappropriate voice sounded, "Your Excellency is Song Qingying, the deputy sect leader of the Xuanjiao? ”

This voice is neither humble nor arrogant, without the admiration and excitement of meeting legendary characters, but like a greeting tone when meeting peers of similar status.

The point is that this voice sounds very young, just in his twenties.

Song Qingying was stunned for a moment, although there is no shortage of immortal monks in the world, most of them are female monks, and even if they are female monks, they will not really turn themselves into their twenties, most of them are still like Murong Xuan and Zhang Xueyao, maintaining the appearance of around thirty years old, which will not show old age, and it is convenient to maintain their own majesty, as for the male monks, at least they are forty years old, the only exception is the Buddhist Qiuyue, but he has seen Qiuyue, and the person who speaks at this time will never Qiuyue.

Could it be that it is an out-of-the-world figure who has been hidden for many years?

Song Qingying is not the kind of fool who has been in retreat for many years, nor is he a helpless scattered immortal figure, although he will not leave Houjian easily, but he has a huge Xuanjiao as a support, for the number of masters in the world, he can still know in his heart, think about it carefully, there is no suitable candidate.

What made Song Qingying even more uneasy was that after the man spoke, he had already begun to quietly vent the machine, wisps of it, like a spider's web, with himself as the center, spreading in all directions, casting a net around him, trying to find out where the person who spoke was hiding.

But to his surprise, his methods were in vain, so this person's realm is afraid to be a cut above him, and now he is already the realm of the sixteenth floor of the earth immortal, so higher than him, there are only two realms of the seventeenth floor of the earth immortal and the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal.

No matter which realm it is, he is one of the few top people in the world, so he doesn't dare to ignore it.

Song Qingying took a breath lightly, and the wind was automatic in a green shirt, and the originally leaked qi began to "take root", encompassing half of the city.

In this way, even if he couldn't find the hiding place of that person, if that person wanted to sneak attack him, it would be absolutely impossible, even if the person who came was the realm of the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal.

Just when Song Qingying's mind was in a hurry, the person who had just spoken not only did not sneak attack, but also did not even have the intention of continuing to hide, and appeared directly.

Appeared directly on the street like this, as if it appeared out of thin air, just standing in the middle of Song Qingying and a pair of young men and women, separating them.

Song Qingying's face became more and more solemn, and it was not until the moment that the person appeared that he laid a large net of qi and machine that was instantly touched, although this large net was closely connected with his heartstrings, but in all fairness, if someone came to attack him, he might not be able to react at the first time.

But then, when he saw the appearance of the person who came, especially the white hair, he suddenly remembered someone.

Sword Sect Sect Master Xu Beiyou.

Among the few masters in the world, only this Sword Sect Sect Master is a genuine young man, and only this young man can have such terrifying means.

Thinking of this, Song Qingying's originally hanging heart suddenly let go of a lot, after all, according to his and the country's lord's speculation, eighty percent of the people from Daqi may be the sect master of the Sword Sect, and if the time is calculated, it should also come.

Song Qingying put down her original vigilant posture, took the initiative to disperse those qi nets, and asked, "Is the person who is the Sword Sect Master Xu?"

Xu Beiyou, who had just watched a good show in the inn, did not hide his identity, nodded and admitted: "I am Xu Beiyou." ”

Hearing this, Yan Ruyu, who had already fallen into despair, suddenly had hope again.

Although Yan Ruyu had heard a lot of rumors about this Xu Sect Master, most of his impressions were still stuck in that trip to the imperial capital. That time, Xu Beiyou fought eight people by himself, which was naturally a good limelight, but for Yan Ruyu, it was nothing more than that, after all, they were just the so-called young and handsome, and it was really nothing to be among the top monks in the world, as Song Qingying said before, if you want to shine and become famous, you must wait at least twenty years later.

However, Xu Beiyou is an exception, this person was unknown in the first twenty years, whether it was Taoism Buddhism, or Xuanjiao Confucianism, or even the Sword Sect, he didn't know that there was such a young man, but after this young man officially set foot in the rivers and lakes, he was like the golden scales in the pond crossing the dragon gate, turning into a dragon when he encountered a storm, and he rode unreasonably. These people who are not much different in age can still look at them at first, and then later, they can't even see the soles of their feet. Every time I hear rumors about him, there is always an old man who died in his hands again, this person stepped on the bones of countless seniors and climbed to the highest floor of Qiong Tower.

Song Qingying regained a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Xuanjiao Song Qingying has seen Sect Master Xu. ”

Xu Beiyou then returned the salute, and the two talked about each other on an equal footing.

Although Xu Beiyou and Qi Xianyun and Yan Ruyu are almost the same in age, but in terms of generation, they are a generation higher, according to the generation, Murong Xuanyin and Gongsun Zhongmou are of the same generation, so Xu Beiyou and Song Qingying are naturally the same generation.

Then Xu Beiyou looked at the two behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Song, is this dealing with family affairs?"

With Xu Beiyou, an outsider, and an outsider who is good friends with Buddhism, Song Qingying naturally can't act as casually as before, but said: "It's not about family affairs, it's just some misunderstandings." ”

Xu Beiyou nodded, "Since Mr. Song said that it was a misunderstanding, it was naturally a misunderstanding, but it was better to settle the dispute, since Xu met it today, he dared to be a person who said peace, and in front of Xu, he said that this misunderstanding was reconciled, I don't know what Mr. Song thinks?"

Song Qingying didn't refuse, but she didn't agree to it, and said with a slight hesitation: "That's it...... I'm afraid there's something wrong, right?"

"What's wrong?" Xu Beiyou asked rhetorically: "Does Mr. Song think that Xu Beiyou can't be this middle-aged person, or does Mr. Song dislike Xu for having a lot of troubles?" ”

Xu Beiyou's tone was not serious, and there was even a bit of a joking tone, but Song Qingying didn't dare to take it as a joke, so he could only say: "How dare Song dislike Sect Master Xu? By the way, I don't know how Sect Master Xu came to Chaozhou?"

Xu Beiyou said with a smile: "It's both a business matter and a private matter. On official business, it was entrusted by Neizi to meet Princess Wanyan and submit the credentials, but as for private affairs, it was me, the junior, who visited the eldest princess Chongning on behalf of Neizi. ”

Song Qingying immediately smiled and said: "At this time, the lord and queen are both in Tianhai City, and it just so happens that Song is also going to return to Tianhai City, why don't Sect Master Xu go with Song? ”

Xu Beiyou was noncommittal.

He didn't speak, and the deputy sect leader of the Xuan Sect, who was known as expected to set foot on the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal within twenty years, did not dare to act at will.

After all, there is still a big difference between those who are expected to set foot on the eighteenth floor and those who have already reached the eighteenth floor, not to mention, how can there be fewer eighteenth-floor earth immortals who are now dead in the hands of Xu Beiyou?

Yan Ruyu looked at the white-haired young man, her eyes were a little trance-like and a little gloomy.

If the nerd next to him could have such a realm of cultivation, then this would not be the consequence today.