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The first thousand five hundred and thirty-eight chapters a dream to become a spirit!(2/2)

Because of Su Xuan's previous instructions, she did not reveal Su Xuan's identity.

Everyone: "..." "Then... okay."

Liu Hanyan thought for a while, Qingfeng rarely asked her to do anything, and Liu Hanyan would not refuse Qingfeng's request.

She is said to be the master of Qingfeng, but in fact the relationship between the two is a contract of equality, not a master-servant contract.

Liu Hanyan glanced at Su Xuan strangely, wondering what kind of ecstasy soup this boy had poured into Qingfeng, which made Liu Hanyan extremely curious.

"Thank you, senior sister."

Su Xuan smiled and glanced at Mu Tianqing vaguely, teasingly.

Mu Tianqing was so angry.

He wanted to chop Su Xuan into pieces at this moment! "Since everyone is out, let's go back."

Liu Hanyan spoke again at this time.

...on the road.

Many people looked at Su Xuan from time to time.

There is weirdness, jealousy, and resentment.

After all...Su Xuan gained Qingfeng's favor.

Originally, everyone hoped to gain Liu Hanyan's favor, but Qingfeng didn't even think about it.

But Su Xuan... took a different approach.

"Awesome man, how come I never thought of trying to please Qingfeng and get close to Senior Sister Liu?"

"This kid Bai Ze is so scheming."

"Damn it, let him get the first step."

Everyone regretted in their hearts.

Su Xuan lagged behind.

When he went to the Bai Feng Qing Luan Sect, he just wanted to practice the Bai Feng Qing Luan Double Ancient Method! "The three great emperor scrolls of the Bai Feng Qing Luan Sect can be practiced by themselves.

But there are Baifeng Grotto and Qingluan Grotto under the Fire Immortal Lingyuan, which are the places where the Imperial Scroll was created.

Practice there and get twice the result with half the effort!”

Su Xuan's eyes were deep.

"Since the evil-condensing pattern needs to be based on the spiritual pattern, I will first lay the foundation of the righteous path and practice these three emperor scrolls thoroughly.

And here you can also see Bai Hanqiu!"

After obtaining Bai Qianchen's memory, Su Xuan knew everything about Bai Feng Qingluan Sect.

But... after all, eighty years have passed! Although Bai Hanqiu is Bai Qianchen's disciple, he obviously doesn't know what Bai Hanqiu is thinking at this moment.

If you recognize his identity and respect him as your teacher, everything will be easy for you, and he will also benefit greatly.

But...what if you don’t recognize it?

Su Xuan's eyes kept flashing with light.

And this time.

Mu Tianqing walked over with a smile.

He smiled through gritted teeth.

"Junior brother, you are quite capable."

He had a big smile on his face.

"You're pretty good too, but it's a pity that you're not my match."

Su Xuan smiled.

Mu Tianqing paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be complacent. Once you become a spiritual master, my senior brother can even knead you with one hand."

"Don't fall into the pit again."

Su Xuan smiled.

The hands in Mu Tianqing's sleeves were clenched tightly, and blue veins appeared.

Damn it! Can you not mention the trap?

"Senior brother will also let you taste it!"

Mu Tianqing looked deeply at Su Xuan.

You are dead.

I've completely set my sights on you.

"I won't be so easy to talk to next time."

Su Xuandao.

"Very good, good-tempered."

Mu Tianqing smiled.

"Can you stop talking to me?"

Su Xuan suddenly frowned: "When you talk, I feel like shit."

"you!"

Mu Tianqing paused for a moment, thinking of the dirt where he was buried before. It was really shit... "Junior brother, you have to be careful."

Mu Tianqing's smile became brighter, but his eyes became more dangerous.

"Really, you are not a monk of the Bai Feng Qingluan Sect. Just go back. Don't act like a dog-skin plaster. Liu Hanyan doesn't like you."

Su Xuan looked disgusted.

Mu Tianqing: "..." "I am the number one young person in the Othello Palace and the only disciple of the Palace Master. Are you calling me a dog-skin plaster?"

Mu Tianqing took a deep breath, and his smile became a little stiff.

Damn it! I am the descendant of Lingxiao! I will scare you to death if I say it! "Then I can only say that Othello Palace is too weak. After all, someone has been buried in my trap, and I am too lazy to show it off."

Su Xuan was scornful.

Mu Tianqing almost burst into smoke.

Calm, calm... He tried his best to smile, and Su Xuan looked a little inspirational.

This guy is in trouble.

I guess I was so angry that I still kept it.

"Forget it, if you want to post it, just post it.

Qingfeng doesn’t like you anyway."

Su Xuan sighed.

Mu Tianqing: "..." This is inserting a knife into his chest! I don't care, I'm not angry... Anyway, sooner or later, this kid will be killed.

Mu Tianqing comforted himself and tried to laugh.

How can the demeanor that he has worked so hard to create be destroyed so easily! How could he, the most dignified young person in the Othello Palace, attack an ordinary disciple? The price would be too low, and the demeanor would be too low! Yes! That’s what this kid thinks.

of.

He is cheating me! I want to laugh, but I am not angry... "Junior brother, the future is bright."

He laughed.

The monks from the Qingluan Sect of Bai Feng saw it in the distance with envious eyes.

"This Bai Ze's skills are really amazing. He can talk and laugh with the pastor brother..." Everyone breathed.
Chapter completed!
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