However, although there are not many powerhouses in the World Emperor Dao Realm, there are not a few, and both of them can know most of them, but the white-clothed young man in front of them makes them confused, and they can't see each other's roots at all, which is a little strange.

"In Xiamei Qingshan, in Xiamei Qinghai, it is the contemporary elder of Haotian Sect, I don't know which spiritual mountain you are cultivating in?" The two of them strolled over, their faces extremely kind.

At this time!

Lu Xin smiled suddenly, the coldness of his body passed, he got up from his seat, and said in a warm voice: "It turned out to be the elder of Haotian Sect, who lived in the mountains for a long time in Xia Lu Xin, until he was born in the dynasty, if there is any rudeness, I also hope that the two Taoist friends Haihan." ”

Hearing Lu Xin's words, the two of them were stunned, they had never heard the name Lu Xin, and they dared to confirm that among the various sects in the world, there was no imperial monk named Lu Xin, which also made the two of them more curious about Lu Xin's origin.

"The cultivation of Guandao friends is unpredictable, they must be the heirs of the great sects, but I don't know which powerful mantle of the friendship inheritance?" Mei Qingshan said tentatively, afraid that Lu Xin was a disciple of a certain powerful person, and the relationship between them was complicated, and if it was not handled well, it was very likely to cause a big disaster.

For the temptation of the two, Lu Xin completely saw it in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "Lu Mou has no inheritance, he just accidentally got a classic book left by the ancient Qingying Venerable, and he has been cultivating in the mountains for many years, until he has succeeded in cultivating in the current dynasty, and he was born." ”

"Qing Ying Venerable?"

The two of them muttered, obviously hearing this name for the first time, maybe a person with the word Qingming, how could he be a mortal?

"Lu Daoyou, are you a person from this world?" Mei Qinghai said in surprise.

Hearing this person's words, Lu Xin smiled and said, "Lu is indeed a person in this world.

After getting Lu Xin's answer, the two glanced at each other, both saw the excitement in each other's eyes, and they didn't have too many doubts about Lu Xin's explanation.

Because after the five changes of heaven and earth, many people in this world have had many adventures, and their cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles in a day, just like Xiao Haoran of the Demon Sect, Shen Canghai, the leader of the Dragon Descending Sect, and many Tianjiao were born into the realm of the imperial road.

They are all people of this world, and they have become the overlords of one side, and they have established sects in this world, and their prestige has spread all over the world.

And the two of them are so excited, naturally because Lu Xin has just been born, and he is still a casual cultivator, if he can be drawn into his own sect, this will not only be a great achievement for the two of them, but also can make the strength of Haotian Sect get a qualitative improvement.

Looking at the contemplative look of the two, Lu Xin smiled slightly, a wisp of strange color crossed his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

"When Lu first arrived in Twilight City, he killed the disciples of your sect, and asked the two Taoist friends to take care of them. Lu Xin bowed his hand.

Lu Xin's words made the two of them quickly come back to their senses, and Mei Qingshan hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Where does Daoist Friend say, how can the Imperial Daoist Monk be humiliated, even if this kind of disciple does not kill Daoist, let me and others know, I will definitely kill him, so as to give Daoist Friend an explanation." ”

Bang!

Suddenly!

Mei Qingshan smashed the table case with one palm, turned to the middle-aged scribe and glared angrily, "Sun Wanxiang, are you guilty?"

Such a scene made the middle-aged scribe's face instantly pale, and he had already guessed the intention of the two elders, which was to curry favor with this imperial monk with his life.

"The disciple is not able to discipline his subordinates, and he has already been convicted, so please ask the two elders to be gracious. The middle-aged scribe was drenched in cold sweat and kept kowtowing to the two.

"You are the elder of my Haotian Sect's outer gate, for the sake of your many years of loyalty, your wife and children will take care of it, you can judge it yourself. Mei Qingshan said coldly and ruthlessly.

The middle-aged scribe's body trembled like chaff, and he knew that he had been treated as an outcast, which also crossed his eyes with despair, and this was the sorrow of a low-ranking monk, who even took his own life in the hands of others.

"This person is not at fault, can you give Lu a thin face, just spare his life. ”

As Lu Xin's voice sounded, the middle-aged scribe was suddenly stunned, he didn't expect Lu Xin to intercede for himself, and this also made him wake up suddenly, as if he had grasped the last straw, and kept kowtowing to Lu Xin: "Thank you seniors, thank you seniors." ”

Lu Xin interceded for the middle-aged scribe, and the two naturally wanted to give Lu Xin this face, and they didn't really want to kill this person, they just wanted to sell Lu Xin a favor, since Lu Xin interceded for him, he was also with them.

"Since Lu Daoyou intercedes for you, I will spare you a life, if you do it again, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Thank you, two elders, for your kindness. The middle-aged scribe was extremely humble, and kept kowtowing to the two, but the two Haotian Sect elders didn't see the resentment in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe.

The next thing is very simple, the two invited Lu Xin to Haotian Sect as a guest, and Lu Xin also readily agreed, and under the middle-aged scribe's respect, Lu Xin and the others also disappeared into the undrunk building.

Do not get drunk inside the building.

The middle-aged scribe sat in the middle of the fifth floor, his face was hideous and terrifying, and there was a great look of resentment in his eyes, how could he still face the humble posture of facing the two elders just now.

"You two old horsemen are really too deceitful. The middle-aged scribe's steel teeth gurgled, and his voice hated to the extreme.

If it wasn't for Lu Xin's intercession for himself just now, the middle-aged scribe dared to be extremely sure that he would definitely be killed by the two of them, and the middle-aged scribe also recognized the fact in front of him, he was just an ant in the Haotian Sect.

"Humph!"

"In addition to your cultivation is strong, but your eyesight to recognize people has long been decayed, how can this Lu Xin be such a simple person?" the middle-aged scribe sneered, and there was some kind of conjecture in his heart.

Although the middle-aged scribe is an elder of the outer gate, he has always been hospitable to the door, and his ability to observe words and colors can be said to be outstanding.

Lu Xin's conversation with the two elders, he naturally heard it in his ears, he didn't believe what Lu Xin said, just because he saw with his own eyes how the young man was killed by Lu Xin, and that kind of indifferent and ruthless eyes were deeply imprinted in his mind.

It is extremely difficult for an imperial monk to do it if he can kill people like slaughtering pigs and dogs, even if he is an emperor monk, this has nothing to do with cultivation, but a state of mind, and a person who can have this state of mind must have experienced unimaginable killing, how can he be a monk who lives in seclusion in the mountains?

"Someone!"

The middle-aged scribe groaned, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his voice suddenly sounded.

As a young man came to his side, the middle-aged scribe said in a deep voice: "Before the sun sets, send all the spirit stones to my chamber, this matter must be kept secret, and no one can know about it. ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged scribe, the young man was slightly stunned, but he still obeyed the order.

"Lu Xin, is this really your real name?" the middle-aged scribe muttered, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.