I had just said a few words, but the sect leader refuted it. This old man, known as Jing Jie, seemed a little embarrassed.

His back was facing everyone. Although everyone could not see his expression, they could feel something from this slightly subtle atmosphere.

However, the sect leader is the sect leader after all, and he is also Jing Jie's senior brother. Even if he said something, Jing Jie would not say much.

He just coughed lightly and then said, "What the sect leader said is also very reasonable. However, even if they do not harm others, this method of practice is still undesirable. It is not as good as those of us who are pure and weak in their hearts and desires, who follow the way of heaven and practice in this way, and finally, we will be able to get the right path. Do you understand?"

“Yes, follow the Master’s teachings.”

"Abide by the teacher's teachings."

The disciples bowed respectfully and said in unison.

Except for the different names of "master" and "uncle Master" mentioned in the mouth, the other movements and tones are exactly the same.

Seeing Zixuan curling her lips and complaining again, Xue Rui hurriedly said, "Miss Zixuan, they are all staying in the mountains all year round, out of touch with the times and don't know anything. There is inevitably some problems here."

As he spoke, Xue Rui pointed in the direction of those people, and then comforted him: "You just treat these words as nonsense of a group of lunatics. Who would take mentally ill words seriously?

We don't have the same knowledge as these old antiques, so as not to lose our identity."

"That's right, what do they know! The old guy who is buried half a piece of earth is only a long time but not a brain, but only knows how to speak nonsense. I am broad-minded and open-minded. I forgive you!"

Zixuan snorted with her nose, showing a very disdainful expression.

Looking at her obvious self-comfortable look, Tang Feng felt funny, but he didn't say much.

Among the crowd, there was a middle-aged man with a dark red belt bowing slightly to Jing Jie, with a very respectful attitude, as if he had something to say.

Seeing his personal disciple like this, Jing Jie nodded to him and signaled: "Yiping, what's wrong with you?"

Yiping took a step forward, bowed and said, "Master, having the Tao is a way of being a good and evil. Since this alien cultivator is not the right way, it is probably not possible to get along with our Qinghong Sect. Why haven't you heard of any conflicts with them before?"

After hearing this person's words, Rong Guocheng murmured: "It turns out that they are Qinghong Sect, no wonder, no wonder."

Judging from what he said, it seems that he has some understanding of this sect.

Although Tang Feng was well-read and knew a lot of things, he didn't know much about the sects on earth, so he looked at Rong Guocheng.

Zixuan also had some inquiry in her eyes.

Although she is a disciple of the sect and is a real Qi Refiner, the sect she is in has too little communication with the outside world. Except for the Yangshan Sect, which is closest to their sect, she has no idea about the existence of other sects.

Among everyone, only Rong Guocheng has a lot of knowledge.

When Rong Guocheng saw Tang Feng looking at him, he was about to speak, but he heard Jing Jie say to the disciple: "There are very few alien cultivators in this world, all of whom are hiding in extremely hidden places to practice. Occasionally wandering between the world and waiting for an opportunity to absorb souls. At the beginning, if we orthodox monks encountered alien cultivators harming others, they would deal with it. However, in recent hundreds of years, neither we nor them have hidden away from the world and have no chance to meet, so naturally there will be no conflict."

Just as Jing Jie finished speaking, during this gap, Rong Guocheng quickly spoke: "When I was in Longhu Mountain, I heard the disciples of the sect talk about Qi Refining Masters. This Qinghong Sect is the largest sect in China today. However, in legend, their place is in Guizhou, so when I arrived here, I have never linked the large sect here with the Qinghong Sect. But now thinking about it, there is no other sect except them, which can reach such a large scale."

Although Guicheng and Sichuan Province are not too far apart, it takes not much time to make a round trip in today's society, but if a large sect has established its foundation in one place, it will rarely move to the place.

Moreover, the mountains and ridges of Guizhou Province are very convenient for hiding, and there are also Feng Shui treasure lands borrowed from spiritual energy. If Qinghong Sect had established a firm foothold there before, there would be no reason to travel thousands of miles to Sichuan Province.

The disciple named Yiping said again: "Master, does the appearance of such magical tools mean that there are alien cultivators walking in the world?

Moreover, this person has arrived in our sect. Do we think it is to eliminate this disaster?

There are also many of them. There is a saying that those who are close to the ink are black and those who are close to the vermilion are red. Are these people walking with alien monks, and are they all entering this evil path or being bewitched by such demons?"

Zixuan has already started to have constant luck.

What this person said was a bit too harsh.

Before, Na Jingjie only expressed discrimination against the entire group of alien monks, and he was simply pointing at Zi Xuan's nose to call her a "demon".

After leaving the sect, except for the mysterious man in Xijing and Tang Feng who had eaten several times, Zixuan was always held by others. How could she have suffered such anger?

She had a small face, and was so angry that she swelled up. She held her fists with both hands, wishing she could rush out immediately, slapping her with a big ear on her face, making him kneel down and sing to conquer her, and never dared to speak casually again.

"Miss Zixuan, calm, calm. We just said, don't be as knowledgeable as such people."

Xue Rui hurriedly said, afraid that Zixuan would explode immediately.

Seeing that Zixuan really couldn't control her, Tang Feng said, "They actually had no idea about alien cultivators, and they were just passed down by people from the previous generation. Some misunderstandings are inevitable. Just wait and settle them together."

Zixuan pointed her finger at the man angrily and said, "At that time, I need to leave this for me!"

"good."

Tang Feng nodded immediately and agreed, looking very happy.

Just when Zi Xuan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, Tang Feng slowly added: "Let me remind you first that his cultivation is at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

This sentence made Zi Xuan's face turn red just now, which was not only anger, but also a little embarrassment.

What kind of combat power does her have when she reaches the fourth level of Qi refining?

This is really a lack of strength.

In the face of absolute strength, anything else is useless.
Chapter completed!