I have to say that Xiaochuan is a little proud, the Moyun Sect is also a sect with a certain status in the cultivation realm, but the reality is that it is in the sand of Xiliu City, and it is completely planted in his own hands.

Xiao Chuan was a little uneasy at this moment, and he had some arrogant thoughts in his heart, "Great sect, hum, so what, it's not that you don't dare to speak up in front of me! I, Liang Xiaochuan, am also a character......

"Hmph, Liang Cheng's major is profound, and we are ashamed of ourselves. However, if you bully fellow cultivators like this, aren't you afraid of the anger of the public?" the old man surnamed Tan said with a gloomy face and hatred.

Xiaochuan didn't bother to reason with them, what's the use of reasoning, it's not just a rip-off, and in the end, it's not about whose fist is big......

"What, you're still not convinced? you can't beat me, it's useless to say anything, isn't that what you do, the strong are respected, if I am defeated by you today, I don't have to let you slaughter, hum......"

"Well said, well said, the strong are respected! All the truths in the cultivation realm are false, it depends on whose fist is big!Haha......" The voice came very abruptly, and as the words fell, a middle-aged scribe appeared between Xiao Chuan and the people of the Moyun Sect, without spatial fluctuations, without any warning.

It appeared out of thin air, not at all obtrusive, like a middle-aged scribe who had been standing here for a long time, but had been ignored.

Xiao Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the middle-aged scribe had an aura that made Xiao Chuan's heart palpitate, vast and boundless, making people tremble.

"Uncle Shi!"

"Elder Yan!"

After a short period of stunned embarrassment by the people of the Moyun Sect, everyone's faces showed a thick sense of joy, sweeping away the gloomy and bleak state of Fang Cai, and some people looked at Xiao Chuan again after the ecstasy, with a look of banter and cruel mockery on their faces.

"Your Excellency?" Xiao Chuan saw that this middle-aged scribe was in his forties, his skin was as delicate as a baby, his temples were as white as frost and snow, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, so he really couldn't determine his age, but judging from the reactions of everyone in the Moyun Sect, this person was not friend or foe.

"Hah...... It's been a long time since I had a name...... My name is Yan Kuan, an elder of the Moyun Sect...... "The middle-aged scribe was like no one beside him, and he raised his head as if he was reminiscing.

Xiao Chuan looked at the middle-aged scribe, and then at the old man surnamed Tan who had just gotten up, and thought to himself: "They are all elders of the Demon Cloud Sect......? Feel like you can't beat it?"

When the old man surnamed Tan saw Xiao Chuan's gaze, he naturally guessed the doubts in his heart, his face was slightly red, and he snorted fiercely.

There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the Moyun Sect, and there are more than 200 deacons and elders like the old man surnamed Tan, who have a certain status in the Moyun Sect, but they are far from being high, just hanging the name of an elder. Just like the lords of the secular world, a man with 500 fiefs is called a lord, and a man with 50,000 fiefs is also called a lord, but the gap between the two is huge.

Although the old man surnamed Tan is called an elder, he is actually just a head in charge.

And this Yan Kuan Yan Elder is different, he is one of the several giants of the Moyun Sect, and he is the real ultimate power, although he has long been no longer involved in the decision-making of the sect, but what he says, the sect master of the Moyun Sect still has to weigh it carefully.

"Yan Kuan...... Zun Jia, but a thousand years ago, he destroyed the Ghost Spirit Gate alone, and chased and killed the three saints of Hengcheng alone, Yan Kuan?" Hui's face showed a slight look of surprise.

"I can't imagine that you know about me in the past at a young age, and you are also a disciple of the famous sect of Xiuzhen, but I don't know who you are learning from?" Yan Kuan's face was gentle, and he asked with a smile at Hui.

"The poor monk is a disciple of Miaoyin Temple, and the family teacher Yuanjue ......" Hui put his palms together and bowed to Yan Kuanwei.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Yuanjue Divine Monk, which surprised me. Little monk, I didn't expect you to be young, but your seniority is not low...... Since I am a disciple of the old man, I will not bully the small with the big, you can stand aside......" Yan Kuan stopped paying attention to Hui after speaking, and turned his head to look at Xiaochuan.

Xiao Chuan was swept away by his eyes, and he actually had a feeling that his whole body was being seen through, and the breath in his body seemed to be inexplicably pulled, and he was a little uncontrollable, and his heart trembled violently.

Affected by this, the baby sitting upright in Xiao Chuan's body suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of black and white eyes gurgled sharply, looking curious and a little surprised.

"Huh?" Yan Kuan swept his eyes over Xiao Chuan, and then his face showed doubt, and his eyes stared at Xiao Chuan, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was emotional.

"The little guy is very good, although his cultivation is not high, but it is very strange, I have lived for so long and it is the first time I have encountered such a situation, I don't know who your disciple is?" Yan Kuan still had a gentle look on his face, and asked in a light tone.

"Forget the Valley of Worries?" Xiao Chuan also wanted to report a famous name, but this Yan Kuan was obviously a monster who didn't know how many years he had lived, and it was better to be cautious if he wanted to deceive him.

"My master didn't tell me which sect he was, and as for the name, he didn't allow me to say it!" Xiao Chuan was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know if he could be confused by this.

"So that's the case, it seems that you are a fellow practitioner of seclusion, you have such an achievement at a young age, and I think that the respected teacher is also a great master, unlike me who has struggled in the power field for most of my life, but in the end I missed the practice, I am afraid that I will not have a chance with the way of heaven in this life......" Yan Kuan was a little embarrassed.

"The predecessors are too modest, you have cultivated to be a mystery, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can compare with you, and you will definitely be able to achieve the Immortal Dao!" Xiao Chuan tried his best to make his tone sound humble, for fear of causing Yan Kuan's displeasure.

Just kidding, Yan Kuan's cultivation is not clear to Xiaochuan at all, the breath is like a mountain, the mana is pure, smart, and vast like the sea.

Xiao Chuan couldn't guess what kind of realm he was, such a talent was terrifying, the feeling of being seen through and controlled in front of him really made Xiao Chuan feel frightened, and Xiao Chuan didn't dare not keep a low profile.

"Little guy, don't be nervous! I know that my disciples were too arrogant to cause this senseless dispute...... Yan Kuan said to Xiao Chuan with a kind face.

Xiao Chuan's hanging heart finally settled a little.

"However, after all, they are disciples of the Moyun Sect, and I can't let the majesty of the Moyun Sect be swept away, so although it is a little arrogant, I have to take action against you and punish you slightly......"

"I'll go! You still tell me not to be nervous? You guy is deliberately teasing me? Do you talk like that? It's like someone said, it's okay, I'm just going to stab you with a knife, it doesn't sound like a taste!" Xiao Chuan heard Yan Kuan's words and sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for his own safety, Xiao Chuan almost laughed.

"I'll only strike once, as long as you can stand it, today's matter will end here, I promise that the Moyun Sect will never seek revenge on you!"

"Then what kind of cultivation are you?"

"Scattered Immortals, Seven Tribulations and Scattered Cultivation!"

"Hmm...... You're so shameless!" Xiao Chuan's face turned green.