"Wild Daoist?—— you, you are so bold!" Wang Min, the gray-robed old man, couldn't help but be angry when he saw that this big child dared to insult his senior brother Xu Daoling in front of many disciples: "Presumptuous!"

He casually waved a spiritual aura in his hand, and immediately prepared to teach Di Jin a lesson. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Di Jin, who was wearing a blue brocade robe, exhaled hot air and rubbed his hands to look a little cold, after all, his body had been transformed by the Hidden Spirit Bead, and his rejuvenated body had not been cultivated, and he was really a little unbearable.

It's just that he can't stand seeing someone dare to be so wild in front of him; you must know that his life is precious, and there are still many things that have not been done well, how can he be injured and die like this; his heart condensed, but he felt that he could not continue to rely on the old boss Wang Junli, and after this trip was completed, he must start cultivating the true cultivation method.

The old manager Wang Junli frowned: "I'm still here, what qualifications do you have to be presumptuous! I think you are the real presumptuous!" With the spread of a burst of cultivation, the spiritual pressure of the early stage of Jindan, the middle stage of Jindan, and the late stage of Jindan gradually threatened in front of everyone, interrupting the small movements of Wang Min, the gray-robed old man of the Lingxu Sect, with powerful means.

The manic spirit pressure was released, and it quickly attacked everyone. Waves of invisible aura split the clouds and came to the front of more than a dozen cultivators in the foundation building period, they even shook their bodies and almost fell off the flying sword of the imperial pilot;

"Senior brother, why be angry, the so-called name is just a false name. Compared with the old boss Wang Junli, the old man in the white robe stroked his long beard and showed a kind face, but he looked like a fairy man, seeing that his face was ruddy and the divine court was full, if the white beard and white hair on his head would not be old at all.

With three points of doubt and seven points of temptation, the old Taoist priest Xu Daoling beckoned to Di Jin: "Child, I see that your temperament is a little familiar, have we ever met?" As soon as the words came out, he thought of how could a child of this age meet him, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Well, your wild Taoist temper has changed a lot, unlike your junior brother who is a powder keg at all, just a little bit!" Di Jin slowly walked through the old chief Wang Junli, and came to the front to face the outer gate elders and a group of disciples of the Lingxu Sect, his expression returned to the calm of the past, and poured out in a calm tone: "Little meat ball, what do you look at, don't think that even if you hide behind the wild Taoist priest, even if you dodge, the days will be long!"

Liu Hengxu, a fat Taoist boy who breathed a sigh of relief and had a sense of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, couldn't help but shudder even with the support of several senior brothers, and looked at Di Jin with a wincing.

"Hmph, where did the little baby's mouth come from so neatly! It's just a mortal..."

"Mortal, annoying you big-headed ghost!" Di Jin saw several disciples of the Spirit Void Sect behind him and insulted him behind his back, his eyes a little displeased. He dug it out of the placket of his chest very casually, threw out a token, and threw it on the side not far from the cliff of the Spirit Void Pavilion.

The token is small, but it looks like it's unique. On the dark red token: carved three islands, one high and two low, look like a pen holder, and it floats in the pale blue waters, exuding bursts of aura.

Xu Daoling's originally kind and calm face froze, and his eyes widened and he looked at the token tightly. He is the elder of the outer gate of the Lingxu Pavilion of the Lingxu Sect, although he is far away from the inner door of the Lingxu Sect and teaches disciples outside, how can he not know the meaning of this token.

Although there is no name written on this token, but just the aura of aura on it, there is a sense of intimacy in the original exercise; this token cannot be faked, it is a real token, which can truly represent the status symbol of Beacon Hill; it can also be said to be a token of glory.

In this world, except for the Heavenly Venerable who has made outstanding contributions to the sect war, or highlights the majestic Tianzun in the exercises, it is impossible for anyone to obtain a token. In Beacon Hill, it is called the Glory Token.

Glory token, relying on the blessing of the ancestors, the person who holds this token, no matter what kind of cultivation you are, what background, or who you are, can unconditionally worship any faction of Beacon Hill and become a disciple of glory.

"Oh my God! that's—" The gray-robed old man Wang Min's eyes showed a hint of incredulity, and he condensed his divine sense and said to his senior brother: "This, this is a glory token!"

Xu Daoling, the elder of the outer gate of the white-robed Lingxu Sect, nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to feel the unpretentious aura on the token, and said to his junior disciple: "Let the disciples go back first, the previous misunderstanding is over here." ”

"Master, uncle, what's going on?" A group of disciples in the foundation building period were shocked by the spiritual pressure of the previous Jindan period and covered their chests a little uncomfortably, one by one they wanted to have a big battle, but after hearing the order at this moment, they asked a little unconvinced: "Yes, uncle, why did you let them go like this." ”

"Hugh is rude!" At this moment, even the gray-robed old man Wang Min turned around and roared angrily at the disciples, sighing a little unwillingly on his face: "Senior brother, I'll take the disciples back first." ”

The white-robed old Taoist Xu Daoling waved his hand, and his eyes gradually condensed: "Child, what's your surname?"

Di Jin's face was a little playful, and he looked at Xu Daoling with some frivolity: "My surname is Di!"

The white-robed old Taoist priest Xu Daoling's mind was like a thunderbolt flashing through his mind, and the memories of the scenes flashed in his mind, his surname is Di, is this surname ...... No, although this kid is also handsome and beautiful, he recorded it in the portrait of their ancestors, and the ancestors of the Di family's bloodline did not look like this.

And since Di Zhenguo, the head of Beacon Mountain, ascended to the immortal realm more than ten years ago, and his son Di Jinzhenxian was unknown, there were no rumors of leaving an heir.

"Could it be-" The thoughts in his mind became more and more chaotic, this kind of big thing was not something that he could think about as an elder of the outer sect, his expression paused and dragged his hand slightly towards the beautiful boy in front of him, which could be regarded as the memory of the ancestors of those masters: "This little brother, please take the trouble to move and go with me to meet the head of the Lingxu Sect." ”

The old manager Wang Junli looked at Di Jin, although he knew that Di Jin had a lot of things in his heart, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the Lingxu Sect, Di Jin had not yet told him the plan in his heart thoroughly; Na Sang Lao's face couldn't help but feel a little lost, but he didn't say much; he knew that for Di Jin, who was plotted to death, since he was reborn in this life, even for himself, no matter how close the person, he would keep a trace of vigilance.

Seeing the gray-robed old man leaving with a group of disciples, he heard the words of the white-robed old man. Di Jin's childish face was not surprised at all, as if he should have said casually to Xu Daoling, a white-robed old Taoist who cultivated in the Jindan period, "You wild Taoist priest, you also have some vision, forget it, hurry up and lead the way." ”

After Xu Daoling heard Di Jin's words, he didn't ask much, as for what the situation was, he would naturally find out after he arrived at the inner door.

The Lingxu Sect is the first sect attached to the Beacon Mountain Realm. The continuous spiritual power heritage, which is mainly based on health preservation exercises, has created countless extraordinary and outstanding cultivation geniuses.

It has been hidden on this island for nearly a thousand years, occupying the main island of Beacon Hill, Lingxu Island. With the other two factions of Yin Xuan Pavilion and Proud Sword Villa, they form a horn trend with each other, and they are beyond the world and based on the cultivation realm for thousands of years, which is for the Lingxu Sect.

The Lingxu Sect can be said to be the first of the three major cultivation sects.

Its head Lingdaozi is a generation of world-class talents, only more than 500 years of cultivation, is already a complete monk in the late Yuan infant period, almost about to enter the cultivation of the god stage; relying on this body cultivation, and the support of several Yuan infant monks, Jindan period elders, thousands of years in the outside of Beacon Mountain to talk about immortals, the first place again and again.

With Xu Daoling's companion leading the way, Di Jin sat on the corpse refining board of the old boss Wang Junli, and listened to the introduction of the white-robed old Taoist Xu Daoling boringly, how could he not know what kind of sect the Lingxu Sect was.

Quietly looking at the undulating mountains on Lingxu Island, and the towering main peak, looking at the cranes and strange beasts flying on both sides of the steps of the sect, everything seemed to be the next day, and after leaving the Lingxu Pavilion, this was really entering the realm of the Lingxu Sect.

Di Jin was slightly stunned, and his body couldn't help but feel a feeling of fluttering immortals, but he knew that this was just a trace of discomfort caused by this body not yet entering cultivation.

He smiled, seemingly pleased with the current situation. Only he knew that he would never cultivate his mortal-like body before he entered the Spirit Void Sect. All of this is in his calculations, you must know that in order for him not only to worship in the Lingxu Pavilion, but also to avoid the detection of some people, and even from the three factions from Beacon Mountain, and in order to hide his identity and cultivation more perfectly, Lingxu Sect, this is just the beginning of him.

Di Jin looked at this land with pure and thorough eyes, once upon a time, he was the immortal who was shining with thousands of immortals in the heavens, and many cultivators were in charge of the three sects, and now?

"Haha-" couldn't help but let out a crisp laugh, his immature little hand grabbed the placket of the old manager Wang Junli's clothes, with a contemplative meaning: "Grandpa Wang, after I enter the sect in a while, don't forget, you have to go to the Medicine Hall to be an elder of the outer gate." ”

"Medicine Palace?Outer Gate Elder?" The old manager looked at the tall attics that penetrated between the layers of white clouds, and looked at the endless spiritual pressure above the clouds, and seemed to sigh a little; ”

Xu Daoling, a white-robed old Taoist who was standing in the air with a sacrificial refining weapon, was slightly stunned after hearing this: "How can a mortal child save a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan?"

It's just that after he thought of that glory token, it seemed that everything seemed unimportant.