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When he used his right hand to spell, the young man's eyes flashed coldly. His planting base instantly soared with the fluctuations of level eight of the total condensed.

Yan Xiaobao supported him and looked at the shield in confusion.

"Brother," he said, "What happened? Why can't I enter the sect? I am Yan Xiaobao, a foreign teacher disciple of Xiangyun Peak!"

The young man frowned, and just as he was about to say something, he began to say in surprise.

"Persevere, are you Yan Xiaobao?" The more Yan Xiaobao he studied, the more familiar he became. He attended Yan Xiaobao's funeral, and his portrait was painted above the tombstone. A trembling passed through the young man. When he realized that Yan Xiaobao's clothes were stained with blood, he gasped. "You...you are not dead??!!"

"I'm not dead at all!" Just as Yan Xiaobao stared at him in surprise, the young man excitedly pulled out a piece of jade and sent a message back to the sect.

As the news about Yan Xiaobao was sent back, Li Qinghou was meditated quietly on Xiangyun Peak. Suddenly, his eyes opened and trembled through him.

At the same time, the news was passed to the leader of the sect, and his chin had fallen. He immediately sent a sacred feeling to the gate of the south bank, and when he saw Yan Xiaobao, he was shocked for the first time, and then happy. He immediately began to send notifications to the sect.

Only a few breaths can make the gasp of doubt start to rise. The collective sound is very loud and can be heard crisply even outside the main door. In addition, the bell starts to charge.

"Yan Xiaobao? Is he not dead? How could he live?!?!"

Countless people began to fly out of the sect. What was a bit surprising was that the first one was Hou Yunfei. When he came out of the gate and saw Yan Xiaobao, an incredible expression appeared on his face. After they participated in the fatal pursuit, he no longer wanted to believe that Yan Xiaobao was really dead. However, deep in his heart, he was sure that no disciple could get rid of this painful situation.

Now, he was excited and he started crying.

"Little brother white!" he shouted. With a smile, he rushed forward to meet Yan Xiaobao.

"Brother Hou..." Yan Xiaobao replied, blinking his eyes. At this moment, he realized that the sect thought he was dead. He looked at Hou Yunfei, his eyes full of happiness.

"Come on, let's go back to the sect!" Hou Yunfei said excitedly. He grabbed Yan Xiaobao and immediately returned to the gate. Hou Yunfei was there, and Yan Xiaobao could enter the sect now. As for the young people earlier, he followed, obviously shaken. He personally participated in the extinction of the Luo Qin family and saw evidence of Yan Xiaobao's battle, including the corpse of the Luo Qin family cultivator. He was deeply shocked to see Yan Xiaobao come back alive.

Almost as soon as Yan Xiaobao walked into the door, more and more people began to rush towards him from all directions.

"The ninth fat man?!" The big fat Zhang, the third fat black man and other fat brothers from the servant area were all very happy that they were trembling. Especially the big fat Zhang, he gave Yan Xiaobao a big bear hug and tears flowed down his face.

Yan Xiaobao was moved. Seeing how many people were crowded by him, he suddenly felt as if everything he did was worth it.

Then, a ray of light flew past, which was Li Qinghou. When he looked at Yan Xiaobao, his face showed an incredible expression. In his hand was a bag, inside which were all the blood-stained clothes he collected when he searched for Yan Xiaobao.

He knew better than anyone else the serious and fatal dangers Yan Xiaobao faced.

Yan Xiaobao hurried forward and bowed to Li Qinghou with both hands to pay tribute. "Greetings, the King of the Peak!"

Li Qinghou is usually a very calm person, but now he can't stop himself from trembling. He stretched out his hand and put his hand on Yan Xiaobao's head and said, "I'm glad you're still alive," Li Qinghou said. "I'm glad you're still alive."

"This is my home!" Yan Xiaobao said, panting. "I am willing to experience hell or high water for this sect!" Then he waved his gloves and deliberately exposed countless blood-stained holes inside.

People continued to flow through the three peaks on the south bank. Everyone wanted to see Yan Xiaobao, and they were shocked when they saw the worn-out, blood-stained clothes.

This is especially true when people began to spread what he had just said. Everyone was shaken, and when they looked at Yan Xiaobao, they felt in their hearts...he was a truly chosen sect.

As the crowd was established, a young woman could be heard crying. Du Lingfei was one of them. She had been crying in recent days and had not even lost weight. When she heard someone say that Yan Xiaobao had returned, her thoughts began to shrink. She immediately let go of everything and ran over.

When she looked at Yan Xiaobao in real life, more tears began to flow. She hurriedly hugged him, crying and laughing. She could hardly believe what she saw was real. In response, Yan Xiaobao felt a warm feeling in his heart.

His hands almost began to move in the direction of some clothes protruding, but then he remembered that there were many people watching, and he still flinched.

"Like I said, Sister Du," he said coldly, lifting his chin, "If I, Yan Xiaobao, only one breath left, I will never let anyone hurt you." The sarcastic words left his mouth, and he seemed to be looking down at the whole world.

However, Du Lingfei was a little lame, and deep in her eyes, the hidden emotions became sweeter than before.

The lawyer's hall led by Ouyang Jie is also there. When he saw Yan Xiaobao, he was shocked for a while, but then he was deeply happy. When he saw Yan Xiaobao's ragged state and then heard what he had just said to Li Qinghou, he nodded.

"Yan Xiaobao, I am Ouyang Jie from the Justice Department."

When Yan Xiaobao heard the word "Hall of Justice", his heart pounded, but then he recalled the incredible service he showed. His chest was swelling as before, and he shook hands respectfully at Ouyang Jie.

Ouyang Jie rarely laughs, but he now smiles and says, "Why don't you go with me to see the leader of the sect and talk about what happened to the Luo Chen family?"

Under Yan Xiaobao's command, he waved his fingers, and a stream of spiritual mist appeared under his feet, causing him to fly to Ouyang Street.

Li Qinghou looked very happy because he turned into a beam of light and shot with it.

For all the other disciples, they watched Yan Xiaobao leave, and most of them sighed in surprise and began to discuss the matter as they disperse. Of course, the news about Yan Xiaobao's life spread very quickly.

Finally, everyone in the spirit stream  sect knew about it. Most people were very happy, but when they returned to his immortal cave, Qian Dajin was shaking and a hint of horror could be seen on his face.

"Damn it, I can't believe he is not dead! How could he escape such a fatal pursuit!?

"He probably didn't know that I was the one who arranged for him to continue the mission... right? He couldn't know... "All of expressions flashed across Qian Dajin's face. Finally, he sighed, thinking about all the possible bad things that could have happened.

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spirit stream  sect has eight peaks. Four are on the north shore, three are on the south shore, and one is in the middle... That is daoseed mountain, which is the public seat of the power of the sect. Usually, sect  leader Zheng Yuandong will handle religious affairs from that place.

At present, as the lords of the mountains on the north and south banks sat upright in the main hall, the bell rang. The leaders of the sect were also there, sitting in the middle.

Soon, Li Qinghou, Ouyang Jie and Bai Xiaochun arrived together. They took Yan Xiaobao away from the temple hall and told him to wait there when they entered.

Outside the temple, there were four disciples as guards, and they looked at Yan Xiaobao curiously.

Yan Xiaobao smiled at them. This was his first time to come to this place; his spiritual energy is rich, and the fragrance of plants and flowers permeates the air. There is no irrelevant sound in the air; everything is calm and quiet, different from Xiangyun Peak.

This is a very important place for this sect. Usually, any disciple who comes here will be very cautious and cautious. However, Yan Xiaobao seems to have no pressure at all, and it seems very relaxed when standing there.

The four disciples couldn't help but sigh at this and believed that Yan Xiaobao should really be called a big man in the sect, a person who showed incredible service. After all, ordinary people would never act so casually in such a place.

The fact is that although Yan Xiaobao is worried about death, considering the merits he has shown, he knows that he will not die here. Therefore, it is natural that he will not be afraid. He stretched out his chest, his heart full of expectation for his reward.

"Considering the level of service I provide for the sect, they will have to give me a pill to extend my lifespan of a hundred years. They are most likely to give me 1,000,000 merits, which could be an incredibly immortal cave. I will certainly be promoted to an internal sect as well. Hahaha. "The more he thinks, the more he gets excited. However, after a long time, there is no news that brings him into the temple.

Yan Xiaobao was a little surprised. He continued to wait until he yawned, and finally, a voice spoke a little stingy.

"Yan Xiaobao, come in."

His spirit rose instantly. Taking a deep breath, he tried to look like a picture of a disciple, and he would experience hell or high water for his sect. He walked into the main temple, clasped his hands and bowed.

"Yan Xiaobao, the younger brother from Xiangyun Peak, serve you. Greetings, sect leaders, and other senior members of the sect."

After giving his formal greetings, Yan Xiaobao looked up. He immediately saw an old man sitting in the middle of the group. He looked unanimously threatened, wearing a long white robe. His planting base was completely unreadable.

He was surrounded by eight people, a group of six men and two women. Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie were among them, and everyone seemed to be measuring Yan Xiaobao, who had returned alive in some way.

Their eyes were staring at his clothes. Considering the strength of their eyesight, they quickly realized that Yan Xiaobao's clothes were not deliberately torn apart, but that he had truly experienced a fatal battle.

They also noticed how pure and fair he seemed. He spoke politely, neither arrogant nor humble. Judging from the expression on his face, he seemed completely relaxed.

Although none of them responded to what they saw, in their hearts, their impression of Bai Xiaochun was further improved. However, some people still had some doubts about what was exactly happening.

Li Qinghou looked at Yan Xiaobao and then slowly said: "Yan Xiaobao, please explain in detail everything involved in the mission of the Luo Chen clan from beginning to end."

It looked very serious, Yan Xiaobao calmly told everything that happened from beginning to end. He abandoned the old man in black; this was his secret.

He asked Feng Yan to sacrifice himself in the story and the various difficulties they encountered. He was a smart person, so he did not mention any worthy contributions he had done, but continued to praise Feng Yan, Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei.

"This is all my useless mistakes," he said. "Teacher Feng died to save me. It's all my fault..."

The more he continued to move forward in this way, the more the eyes of the sect leaders and others agreed. Of course, these people had been practicing for many years and were as cunning as the devil. After Yan Xiaobao returned in that special outfit, they could tell what type of person he was. Even so, their praise would only continue to grow.

"After he lost consciousness, he just woke up and everyone was healed?" the sect leader thought, smiling. He didn't mind the explanation of Yan Xiaobao. After all, disciples always had secrets to maintain. They would better feel that they belonged to this sect, and that absolute control over all aspects of life would only have the opposite effect.

After the story was over, the leader of the sect said: "Yan Xiaobao, you had announced your reward a few months ago. At that time, you became a soul school... a prestigious disciple!"

When the sect leader actually spoke the word "presented disciple", a strange feeling appeared in his heart. After all, this was the first time in history that there was a living prestigious disciple.

This is one of the reasons why the previous discussion was so difficult. The status of the prestigious disciple is very important, and was previously granted to those who died in battle and never lived a disciple. However, here, Yan Xiaobao is right in front of them, healthy and not worse than wearing...

That's one of the reasons why everyone was shocked after hearing the news that he was still alive.

In addition, this state cannot be deprived. The funeral has been carried out and the meritorious service has been made. The group was a little confused about what to do, so Yan Xiaobao was waiting outside for a while.

After many discussions, they believed that there was no way to change the announced content. According to the sect rules, they would allow Yan Xiaobao to maintain this position.

"Present disciple?" Yan Xiaobao asked, looking shocked. He had never heard of any such title before, so he just stood there, staring blankly at the sect leader and other high sect members. Although they had strange expressions on their faces, they did not say anything about the reward.

Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but ask, "Uh...is that's it?"

"That's it," replied the leader of the sect with a smile.

Yan Xiaobao immediately began to become nervous, and then prepared to start explaining how difficult this trip was, how many times he had almost died. Before he started, Li Qinghou, who knew Yan Xiaobao better than anyone else, cleared his throat and said, "Hurry up, thank the leader of the sect. In the entire history of the Lingliu Sect, there were only ten prestigious disciple titles. In the past thousand years, you were the only one who obtained it.

"As a prestigious disciple, you rank higher than the internal sect and enjoy the most prestigious glory in the entire soul sect. Your descendants will have special sect resources and will be inner disciples from birth. The spiritual sect will always protect your bloodline!
Chapter completed!