A Tianyuan disciple sneered and said: "You can't be wrong. Three golden thunders fell from the Bixiao Pill Sect in the afternoon. It must be Xie Wan who refined the three perfect pills!"

"Oh, it's so sour that if you don't get it, you'll have to destroy it. Your Tianyuan Dan Sect has such a limited structure. No wonder Xie Wan chose the Bixiao Dan Sect in the end. He must be disdainful of being associated with people like you, right?"

The Tianyuan disciples all had angry looks on their faces: "Which sect are you from? Don't come to Tianyuan Dan Sect to ask for medicine in the future!"

"I am the Shura Sect, Hua Xueyu." The woman with the sword said scornfully: "The Tianyuan Dan Sect does not welcome the Shura Sect, so I will report it to the sect and then just go to the Bixiao Danzong for medicine. At least there are not that many in the Bixiao Danzong.

Arrogant disciple."

"Add me from Ziwei Palace! There is not only one Tianyuan Dan Sect in the world of cultivation, and I don't know where they got the nerve to control it so leniently!"

"There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys are kings. Where did you come from, monkeys?"

The disciples of the Tianyuan Dan Sect were so shocked by everyone's comments that their faces became colorful and they looked particularly good-looking.

Xie Wanyou watched the fire from the other side of the bank and was very happy to see it.

Tianyuan Dan Sect is now considered the eldest brother in the Dan Sect, but they can only threaten Dan Xiu. If they want to control people from other sects in the world of cultivation, it is a bit overestimating their capabilities.

Just as the Shura Sect disciple said, even if they offend Tianyuan Dan Sect, they can still choose Bixiao Dan Sect.

Xie Wanyou even hoped that Tianyuan disciples would be more crazy outside and attract a wave of customers to the Bixiao Alchemy Sect.

Those Tianyuan disciples could not withstand the ridicule of so many people, and gradually began to want to retreat, but they were not willing to leave just like that, so they simply blocked the counter and remained in a stalemate with everyone.

Everyone's fists were hardened when they saw it. Just when someone was about to take action, someone suddenly exclaimed: "The disciples of Xuancang Sword Sect are here!"

What?

Xie Wanyou was stunned for a moment, and when he caught a glimpse of the two conspicuous white figures in the crowd, his pupils couldn't help but tremble.

Before she had time to react, she instinctively retracted behind the pillar, her whole body pressed against the pillar, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Xie Wanyou never expected that she would meet an acquaintance from Xuancang Sword Sect in Fufeng Pavilion.

Why are they here!

The moment Xie Wanyou hid behind the pillar, one of the Xuancang Sword Sect disciples felt something and turned to look at Xie Wanyou's hiding place.

The woman beside him also stopped and followed his gaze, only to see a load-bearing pillar with two people hugging each other: "Junior brother, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing," Yan Mingshu withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and looked forward: "Senior Sister, it seems that a perfect elixir is being sold there."

Rong Zhi's face looked like frost and snow. Hearing this, his eyes moved slightly and he said, "I haven't seen a perfect elixir for a long time. Let's go over and have a look."

Both of them were dressed in white and walking with swords behind their backs. Their temperaments were as cold as the blades of unsheathed swords. Wherever they went, everyone retreated.

Xuancang Sword Sect has a special status in the world of cultivation. Although it can be called the first sword sect, all the members of Xuancang Sword Sect are martial arts idiots who only focus on practicing swords and ignore the affairs of the world of cultivation. They have never joined the Immortal Alliance.

He did not participate in the recent campaign to encircle and suppress the Demon Lord, and the entire sect is basically in a semi-hidden state.

The monks in the world of cultivation have only one evaluation of Xuancang's disciples: "a group of inhumane, cold-blooded sword idiots."

I don’t know why the disciples of Xuancang Sword Sect came to Fufeng Pavilion to hang out today.

Everyone watched helplessly as the two Xuancang Sword Sect disciples walked forward calmly, turning a blind eye to the Tianyuan disciple blocking the counter, and couldn't help but secretly cheer.

Teach them how to behave!

Tianyuan's disciples were all stunned, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should retreat or not.

The Tianyuan disciple who was still the leader gritted his teeth and said: "Fellow Taoist, stop, this elixir was made by Xie Wan, a disciple of our hostile Dan Sect. You'd better not-"

"What does your grudge with that disciple have to do with us?"

"What?" Tianyuan disciple was startled. Suddenly, a snow-white sword light flashed before his eyes, and the two disciples actually... openly drew their swords towards them!

Rong Zhiwei said expressionlessly: "The rules of Xuancang Sword Sect are that only those who have defeated us are qualified to block our way."

Yan Mingshu: "How many people do you want to have?"

The Tianyuan disciples were pointed at by the sword and felt a chill from beginning to end.

Damn it! He is indeed a well-known swordsman in the world of cultivation. He will challenge him whenever he disagrees. Who dares to stop him!

Tianyuan's disciples were not very advanced in cultivation, so they dared not fight with them, so they had to reluctantly get out of the way.

The person in charge of the consignment office then pretended to stop: "Fighting is prohibited in Fufeng Pavilion."

Rong Zhi said lightly: "I'm sorry." After that, he neatly sheathed his sword and walked towards the counter: "A perfect elixir, buy three bottles, thank you."

Others: “…”

This perfect elixir was cut off like this!

Everyone lamented and did not dare to compete with the Xuancang Sword Sect, so they had to disperse with regret. Some people even asked the person in charge about the next time when the perfect elixir would be sold. The person in charge spoke in an official tone and only said that he was not sure.

On the other side, Rong Zhiwei, who had bought three bottles of first-grade perfect elixir, held a small porcelain bottle, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said to her junior brother: "Xie Wan... there is only one word difference between me and my junior sister."

Yan Mingshu said "hmm": "I have not found the whereabouts of my little junior sister so far. I have been to the Luo family in Jincheng once and found no trace of my little junior sister."

After that, both of them fell silent.

A few years ago, Master expelled the little junior sister from the sect in a fit of anger. Since then, the deviant little junior sister has become a well-kept secret in the sect.

It was not until a few days ago that the master suddenly softened his attitude and asked about the whereabouts of the little junior sister. Yan Mingshu obtained the master's permission and hurried to look for her.

After this search, Yan Mingshu found out what kind of life the junior sister had lived these years.

Although Yan Mingshu and Rong Zhiwei didn't like the character of their junior sister, they couldn't bear to know that she was tortured in this world.

They walked out wordlessly. Rong Zhiwei put the small porcelain vase into his arms and said calmly: "I just confirmed that there is indeed Ziyang Spiritual Rui in the auction. It seems that I will definitely go there again next month."

Yan Mingshu frowned slightly: "It's useless to get the Purple Yang Spirit Core. We have to find an alchemist to help us refine the Resurrection Pill."

Rong Zhi nodded slightly and lowered his eyelashes: "During this period, we will split up to find the junior sister."

Yan Mingshu was about to respond when he suddenly noticed something. His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The next moment, his figure appeared next to the load-bearing pillar.

But there was no one there.

Rong Zhiwei came over: "What?"

Yan Mingshu leaned down and picked up a lonely melon seed shell on the ground: "It seemed like someone was peeking at us just now."

Rong Zhiwei scanned the surrounding crowd and saw no suspicious person.

She gestured to Yan Mingshu and said, "Maybe you saw it wrong. Let's go."

The two left quietly.

Just around the corner, Xie Wanyou stood stiffly against the wall, sweating all over his body.
Chapter completed!