After making a decision, the big golden eagle didn't need Meng Xuan's urging, and swooped down to the clouds with one head.

"Hehe, I like Lao Jin the most, how many beautiful little ladies are there in Qingcong Mountain?"

"Haha, what you said, I really remembered, there were a few goddess-level storage zài back then, but they didn't have any friendship with me......"

"You just admit that you were a little deflated back then, and people don't look down on you!"

"Then you're still a bird, how do you know they can take a fancy to you?"

"Hey, although my old gold hasn't turned into a human form yet, he looks good, majestic, who dares to underestimate me?"

"By the way, you are already a true spirit now, why don't you cultivate human appearance?"

"Sigh......"

When the big golden eagle heard the word "human appearance", he took a cool breath: "Senior brother, you guys who are born with human appearance, you don't know how painful it is to cultivate from your own appearance to human appearance, it is simply reborn......

Meng Xuan understood after hearing this, this big golden eagle was afraid of pain at all......

While the two were talking nonsense, the clouds flew by, and flew straight in the direction of Qingcong Mountain.

Thousands of miles away, pouring in an instant, passing through the layers of clouds in the sky, flying over the countless towering peaks of the Qingcong Mountains, and soon saw a place full of aura, but saw that it was a depression in the Qingcong Mountains, lingering with white clouds, vast enough to have 10,000 acres, under the white clouds, faintly visible group buildings built according to the mountains, and ten strange peaks broke through the clouds, pointing to the sky.

Meng Xuan arrived at one of the peaks at a glance, which was the former Sitting Forget Peak, where he practiced with the sick old man.

Suppress the excitement in your heart. Meng Xuan didn't fly directly to the peak. Instead, it landed in front of the gate of Qingcong Mountain. Rite visits.

"Who is coming, what is the matter with me in Qingcong Mountain?"

As soon as they approached the mountain gate, two disciples of the Seven True Qi turned out from the mountain gate, looking at Meng Xuan, they saw Meng Xuan's green clothes and mango shoes, his hair was white, and the qi on his body was not very vigorous, and he couldn't see the depth of cultivation. The most important thing is that he looks young, presumably it won't be the seniors of which sect or faction are here, so he is a little contemptuous, and asked coldly, but the shelf is full.

"The former Xianmen outcast, passing through Qingcong Mountain, came to visit!"

"Immortal Sect Outcast?"

When the two disciples heard this, they laughed and completely relieved.

The rules of Qingcong Mountain over the years, every once in a while. There will be elders who leave the mountain and choose children with cultivation qualifications in the world. Within seven years, if they are excellent, they will be promoted to inner disciples, that is, formal disciples, and if they are not good, they will be sent out of the mountain and return to the red dust.

In fact, every group of disciples, after seven years, can stay, only a very few, most of them, have been sent away from the mountain, these people who leave the mountain, although not Qingcong Mountain disciples, but there are many people, occasionally come back to visit, the reason is very simple, is to want to contact the Xianmen disciples who have met once, so as to get some protection.

The two disciples who guarded the door obviously regarded Meng Xuan as this kind of person.

"Which senior brother do you know well, tell me by name, I can inform you, of course......"

The gatekeeper smiled and twisted his two fingers in front of Meng Xuan, looking like he knew what he meant.

"Want a gift?"

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned, and after a turn of thought, he understood the thoughts of these two Qingcong Mountain disciples.

Obviously, they regard themselves as the kind of people who go back to the mountains to fight relationships, to put it bluntly, they don't lie to such people, after all, anyone who comes back to the mountains to fight relations, no one will pay attention to you without a little heavy courtesy, and you have to do it up and down, and you would rather spend more money than offend one more person.

"Who is the true disciple of Qingcong Mountain now?"

Meng Xuan didn't have the slightest intention of paying money, but frowned slightly and asked lightly.

When these two gatekeeper disciples saw that Meng Xuan was "ignorant", they were a little unhappy in their hearts, and one of them said coldly: "It's Senior Brother Mo Xuanang of the main peak, but do you think Senior Brother Mo is a master of the True Spirit Realm, and he will pay attention to you as an outcast of the Immortal Sect?"

"It turned out to be Mo Xuanang......"

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned, but a little surprised.

But now that I think about it, Mo Xuanang was indeed one of the disciples who was qualified to compete for the true disciple of Qingcong Mountain, and when he was on the chessboard, in the end, he got the spirit rhinoceros grass and successfully broke through the realm, presumably this was also one of the reasons why he became a true disciple.

In the East China Sea Holy Land, the truly gifted true inheritors will not choose to enter the chessboard to break the realm, because they think that with the help of external forces to break through the realm, there will be hidden dangers, which is not conducive to their future cultivation, but Qingcong Mountain does not have so many rules, after all, it is a small immortal gate, it is good to be able to break through the realm, no matter what hidden dangers he has or not, Mo Xuanang has obtained the biggest advantage of competing for true disciples by virtue of this.

"If you want money, I'm not here to seek protection, don't hit your dirty thoughts on me, go in and talk to Mo Xuanang, and say that Tianchi Meng Xuan is coming to visit, ask him if he can come out to meet me!"

Meng Xuan said lightly, without pretense.

"Meng Xuan, why does it sound familiar?"

The two gatekeeper disciples frowned, they didn't know Meng Xuan, but it was only two or three years since Meng Xuan was expelled from the mountain gate by Qingcong Mountain, and this matter was well known in Qingcong Mountain at that time, so they had heard of Meng Xuan's name anyway, but for a while, they couldn't think of it, they just felt familiar.

However, seeing that Meng Xuan spoke unkindly, he directly broke their mind of blackmailing money, which also made these two people a little annoyed and angry, and after glancing at each other, they wanted to teach Meng Xuan a hard lesson......

"Well, two things that don't have long eyes, let you go and tell them, why is there so much nonsense?"

The big golden eagle suddenly reprimanded angrily, and the heavenly demon was fierce and looked directly at the two.

"Ahh......h

These two disciples exclaimed, only their frightened legs were weak, how had they ever seen such a majestic golden eagle?

If it weren't for the fact that the Great Golden Eagle didn't think about making trouble for the two of their gatekeepers, the ferocity would have been restrained, and this angry cry would have scared these two disciples of the Seven True Qi Realms.

"Seniors wait a minute, let's go ......"

These two gatekeeper disciples naturally realized that Meng Xuan was not the disciple who came to seek protection as he imagined, after all, the golden eagle beside him was more powerful than his own elders, and there was no need to come to Qingcong Mountain to make a relationship.

One of them immediately ran back to the mountain gate to report, and the other trembled and asked Meng Xuan to sit under the ancient pine next to him.

"Qiao Yesi, you're running like a rabbit, what the hell?"

As soon as the disciple who returned to the mountain to pay a prayer had just rushed into the mountain gate, he heard a coquettish sound.

Not far away, a little girl in a yellow shirt rode on the back of a white-haired and black-spotted tiger more than three feet high and four feet long, and walked over slowly, the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was born soft and soft, but the expression on her little face looked a little domineering and coquettish.

"Ouch, Senior Sister Yuan...... Ah no, Senior Sister Yuan, just now there was a person named Meng Xuan, who said that he wanted to visit Senior Brother Mo Xuanang, that person seemed to have been an outcast of our Qingcong Mountain, but now he is majestic, the eagle next to him is fierce and monstrous, and when he looked at it, Senior Brother I almost peed my pants, I couldn't stop him, but fortunately, he acted according to etiquette, and let me go and tell Senior Brother Mo......"

Qiao Yesi knew that this Senior Sister Yuan's status in the door was extraordinary, and she was also close to Mo Xuanang, so she didn't dare to hide it from her, so she quickly told her about the situation at the mountain gate, of course, she didn't dare to say anything about what she wanted to blackmail people and money.

"Meng Xuan, does this waste still have the face to come back?"

When Senior Sister Yuan heard the name Meng Xuan, she immediately looked disdainful, and seemed to be very familiar with Meng Xuan.

She waved her hand and said, "Why are you so ignorant? Senior Brother Mo has now broken the true spirit, and has become our true disciple of Qingcong Mountain, and his status is equal to that of the ten elders, where is there any mess of people who can see him if they want to? You don't have to talk to him, take me to see that Meng Xuan, since he is back, I will receive him, and it can be regarded as giving enough face!"

"Uh...... Senior Sister Yuan knows that Meng Xuan?"

When Qiao Yesi heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Senior Sister Yuan showed a hint of disgust on her face, and said coldly: "Hmph, the toad wants to eat the waste of swan meat, and once humiliated me in public, how can I forget him?

"Yes...... Senior Sister Yuan!"

Qiao Yesi was slightly stunned, and then agreed.

In his opinion, no matter how fierce the golden eagle is, the white-haired black-spotted tiger under Senior Sister Yuan's crotch seems to be able to withstand it.

Meng Xuan waited at the mountain gate, looking at the familiar environment around him, and felt a little emotion in his heart, the past was like smoke, drifting in front of him.

Just as she was distracted, suddenly a tiger roar sounded inside the mountain gate, and a little girl in a yellow shirt rode on the back of a white-haired black tiger, rushed out of the mountain gate, and as soon as she arrived at the mountain gate, she said in a coquettish voice: "I heard that Meng Xuan's waste is back, where is it? I, Yuan Ziling, personally came out to greet you, and it can be regarded as giving you enough face as an outcast, why don't you come to see me?"

"Yuan Ziling, why is she here?"

Meng Xuan couldn't help frowning, feeling a little disgusted. (To be continued......)

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