Snap!

The crisp sound of footsteps hitting the ground was heard, and outside the door of the meeting hall, a young man dressed in black walked forward.

This man has a dignified face, bright eyes, a waist as straight as a pine tree facing the wind, and an awe-inspiring aura like a tiger descending from the mountain.

After entering the main hall, he cupped his fists and bowed to the head of the hall, Ye Xiaotian.

"Dean."

Jiang Bianyan narrowed his eyes and almost didn't recognize it.

He tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, then he realized that this person was not the one he saw when the Tianxuan Sect opened that day...

The one holding the plates?

Thinking of this, Jiangbian Yan's expression became strange.

Although this guy lost all his fighting power after being struck by lightning that day, he is still a master after all!

Among the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard, is there anyone like this?

How to fight Cheng Xingchu?

Although this kid has some talent, he is not confident enough to fight against a grandmaster at his innate peak, okay?

Cheng Xingchu also looked a little ugly. He analyzed the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard, and there was obviously no such person among them.

"Senior Ye, is he the one who wants to fight me?"

"I have only innate cultivation, and I have to face the Grandmaster. This is too unfair!"

Cheng Xingchu was filled with anger, it was clear that Tiansang Ling Palace did not want to deal with them, so they randomly pushed out a master who pretended to be naive.

Not even disguised?

Standing here so openly, you are lying!

Ye Xiaotian and Qiao Qianzhi were obviously stunned for a moment, and even Zhao Xidong was confused by what this guy said.

Where does this idiot come from to challenge himself?

In those years when we were still in the inner courtyard, no one seemed to dare to boast like this!

Has this kid never experienced any beating from society?

Zhao Xidong was already furious with Xu Xiaoshou, but after hearing Cheng Xingchu's words, he couldn't help it.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked up and down at the handsome young man in front of him. He curled his lips and said jokingly: "Fight with me?"

"You go back and practice for ten years first!"

Cheng Xing's lungs were about to burst with anger.

How come this arrogant guy is even more arrogant than himself? Do you really think that you are invincible just because you are a master?

You wait for me, wait for me for five years...

No, three years!

so I!

At once!

"..."

Zhao Xidong waited for a long time, but Cheng Xingchu couldn't hold back a word. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Misfire?"

Cheng Xingchu gritted his teeth.

The people in this spiritual palace are all poisonous, right?

Ye Xiaotian, a blind man, and now a grandmaster pretending to be naive, are they specifically targeting me, Cheng Xingchu?

"Zhao Xidong, don't mess around!"

Ye Xiaotian, who was sitting in the first seat, finally waved his hand, and after scolding, he looked back at Jiangbianyan, holding back his smile and said:

"Palace Master Jiang has misunderstood. He is just a guide, not the real master."

Jiangbian Yan: "..."

Cheng Xingchu:???

The two of them were immediately confused. Isn’t it the real master who walks so boldly and proudly, looking like he wants to kill everyone?

Why don't you just bring someone with you?

How much hatred, what stimulated you?

Zhao Xidong snorted secretly deep in his heart, silently walked to Qiao Qianzhi and sat down next to him.

Yanbian spread his hands and looked at Ye Xiaotian without knowing why: "So, the real owner is..."

Ye Xiaotian said nothing and looked at Zhao Xidong.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Qianzhi also tilted his head and suddenly noticed the blood stains on Zhao Xidong's body, and asked in a low voice: "Where is Xiao Shou? Is there an accident?"

"fine."

Zhao Xidong took a deep breath, looked outside the hall door, and said angrily: "Don't come in yet!"

Everyone looked outside the door at the same time. After waiting for a long time, a head finally poked its way in from the side of the door.

Everyone: "..."

A few black lines appeared on Ye Xiaotian's forehead. Can't this boy give the Ling Palace some face?

What a shame to be timid!

"Xu Xiaoshou, come in!"

…

"Being watched, passive value, +6."

"When ridiculed, passive value, +1."

"Being cursed, passive value, +1."

"Being remembered, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou had already sensed that being summoned today was not easy, and some eavesdropping outside the door basically made him understand that this situation was extraordinary.

He made a deliberate and artificial probe movement, and he really got the information he wanted.

The ridicule should be that young man in gorgeous clothes, the curse should be Zhao Xidong, and the longing...

"Who could it be?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the girl sitting in the corner. She was still wearing a veil, but her expression was a little more haggard.

This girl didn't seem to look very good today. She didn't say a word and her sense of presence was quite low.

But it is Xu Xiaoshou’s focus!

"Perception" kept exploring those intoxicating star pupils, and as expected, noticed something strange.

It's been a long time since Xu Xiaoshou felt so out of place.

The last time this strange feeling occurred was during the finals of the Outer Court's "Struggle for Hegemony" against Mo Mo.

As a result, something big happened later, and the theory of gray mist people and "ghost beasts" was involved, which was very troublesome.

So Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by it.

"What this girl saw that day clearly didn't feel like this. Why is there such an abnormality today?"

"It's just...no rest, okay?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, calculating his thoughts, and finally walked into the meeting hall.

"Hello, Dean, hello Elder Qiao."

The two of them smiled and nodded. It was rare for Xu Xiaoshou to be so polite!

After greeting the two big bosses of Ling Palace, the young man who seemed to be walking on thin ice automatically ignored Zhao Xidong, who was at the bottom, and looked to the other side.

"This is the master of the branch hall of the Holy Temple in Dongtianwang City, Jiang Bianyan. You can just call him Senior Jiang." Qiao Qianzhi reminded him at the right time.

"Hello, Senior Jiang!" Xu Xiaoshou was still very polite.

"Um."

Jiang Bianyan nodded. This kid is not very smart. A matter that can be solved with "Hello, seniors" must be made so complicated.

Combined with the previous action of sticking his head outside the door, is this something a spiritual refiner who is determined to achieve greatness can do?

He had already given Xu Xiaoshou a big red cross in his heart.

This boy is unlikely to become a great person!

Cheng Xingchu leaned his back on the seat with no intention of getting up, silently waiting for this boy who was in the early stage of the Yuanting realm to come and greet him.
To be continued...