Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

Chapter 121: The Sect Master's Personal Teaching, 3 Jin of Red Iron Crystal

Heading to Luohe City?

Kill the entire Zhao family?

When everyone heard this, their faces changed in shock, and their expressions were filled with astonishment.

To know.

The Zhao family of Luohe City is one of the most powerful families among the many immortal families affiliated with the Qingyun Sect.

Moreover, the two ancestors of the Zhao family are also very important figures in the Qingyun Sect.

As a result, the old man in purple robe not only spoke so arrogantly, but also used a secret method to make his voice resound throughout the entire inner gate.

In this way, the old man in purple robe was undoubtedly challenging the two ancestors of the Zhao family.

soon.

Everyone suddenly realized something.

The old man in purple robe claimed that he came from Zishan, the first sacred mountain under the Qingyun Sect.

And he has such a bad temper.

If nothing unexpected happens, the old man in purple robe should be the head of Zishan, Ziyuan Zhenren.

A great monk in the Nascent Soul stage with extremely high attainments in swordsmanship!

"Third brother, this senior...?"

Yang Xiu looked worried and couldn't help but frown and ask Yang Yongsu.

She knew that this purple-robed old man was no ordinary person, but if he dared to act so recklessly in the inner sect, it would probably alarm the entire Qingyun Sect's top leaders.

Yang Chuanya nodded, also showing a worried look on his face, and said, "Father, the Zhao family is an immortal family that is a vassal of the Qingyun Sect. If we kill an immortal family, I'm afraid it will cause a bloody storm!"

Just as Yang Yongsu smiled and shook his head, ready to speak.

Song Qingyue, standing aside, said disapprovingly, "If it were anyone else, these words would indeed cause a bloody storm, but with the Purple Mountain Chief before us, even the two ancestors of the Zhao family would have no choice but to flee for their lives."

Wang Zhu nodded undeniably and said, "As far as I know, Purple Mountain is the most sacred mountain under the Qingyun Sect, and the strength of the chief monk who sits on Purple Mountain is definitely one of the best in the entire Qingyun Sect."

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Over the square.

Zhao Mian and Zhao Xingfeng's faces turned pale, and they looked gloomy and miserable.

He dared to speak so arrogantly in front of the inner sect. It was obvious that the other party did not even take the two ancestors of the Zhao family seriously.

In this case, I am afraid that after the two ancestors show up, they will most likely sacrifice the grandfather and grandson to appease the anger of the Zishan leader.

"Grandpa, what should we do now?"

Zhao Xingfeng frowned, glanced at Zhao Mian, and asked about the rumor.

"What else can I do!"

Zhao Mian's face was gloomy as water, and he said with resentment, "I told you long ago that the Qingyun Sect is currently experiencing undercurrents, and asked you to keep a low profile. Now look what happened! I'm afraid that both you and I will have to face the consequences here today!"

at the same time.

In front of the cold pond deep in the inner gate.

Zhang Yunluan stood in front of a cold pool of water, his eyes slightly closed, a look of contentment on his face.

Such a big commotion in the inner gate naturally did not escape his attention, but he pretended to be deaf and did not take it to heart at all.

soon.

A thin old man quietly came behind Zhang Yunluan.

"metropolitan!"

The old man bowed slightly to Zhang Yunluan, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zhang Yunluan slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, "I'm sure you know Senior Brother Ziyuan's temper. Moreover, after decades, he's come to the inner sect again, but not to look for me. I think he has something to say about me."

"Master, even though that's what I said, if you don't show up, I'm afraid today's matter will not end well."

The old man frowned and said, "Furthermore, according to my level, I should have cut off my worldly past, but the Zhao family has still injected a lot of fresh blood into Qingyun Sect over the years."

Zhang Yunluan pondered for a moment, then said, "How about this? You go there in person and tell Senior Brother Ziyuan that I am willing to accept two disciples named Yang as my personal disciples."

"In this case, if nothing unexpected happens, he probably won't do anything too extreme."

The old man nodded hesitantly, bowed again, then turned and transformed into a rainbow light, flying towards the teleportation array of the trial ground.

At this time.

Zhang Yunluan withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look in the direction where the old man was leaving.

"It's almost there! It's really almost there this time!"

"As long as my main body successfully breaks through, I can enter the territory of Yue State and obtain the various ancient opportunities buried in Yue State..."

Less than a quarter of an hour passed.

Just as Master Ziyuan, dressed in a purple robe, was about to speak again.

A thin old man fell from the sky and appeared not far away.

"Descendant Zhao Mian pays homage to the ancestor!"

"Zhao Xingfeng pays homage to the ancestor!"

After recognizing the person, Zhao Mian and Zhao Xingfeng knelt down and kowtowed without any hesitation.

However, the ancestor of their Zhao family was completely dismissive and just bowed to Master Ziyuan.

"Brother Ziyuan, the Zhao family was indeed at fault for what happened today."

The Zhao family patriarch, whose real name was Zhao Xian, glanced at Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya below him and said, "I have just asked the sect master for permission. If Senior Brother Ziyuan drops this matter, the sect master will accept these two young men of the Yang family as his personal disciples."

Hear the words.

Everyone present immediately changed their expressions.

Once they become the sect leader's personal disciples, from now on, even if Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya never join either camp, no one in the entire inner sect will dare to target them.

"this……?"

Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya's expressions changed slightly at the same time. They looked at each other and then looked at Yang Yongsu.

"This is a great thing!"

Yang Yongsu smiled brightly and said, "If both of you become the sect master's disciples, it means that from now on you will have access to all kinds of cultivation resources within the inner sect. As long as you succeed in your cultivation, our Yang family will be promoted to a so-called immortal family. If the old man knew this, he would definitely be very pleased."

Wang Zhu looked at Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya and said with a heartfelt smile, "Congratulations, my two junior sisters!"

Song Qingyue paused and said with envy, "That's really enviable. From today on, I'm afraid no one in the entire Qingyun Sect will dare to mess with you."

Yang Xiu said, "No matter what, I still want to thank Senior Sister Song for standing up for us and my nephew today."

Song Qingyue smiled and shook her head, saying, "In any case, your father and grandfather are now honorary guests of our Song family. In this way, we can be considered a family."

A hint of cryptic meaning flashed in Yang Xiu's eyes, and he nodded, "If anything unpleasant happens in the future, please both of us can handle it calmly."

Song Qingyue smiled and said, "Of course."

The voice just fell.

The Immortal Ziyuan in the sky snorted coldly, "Is that all?"

Zhao Xian frowned, and said with some pain, "Brother Ziyuan, let's put it this way. Everyone knows that the Zhao family owns a red iron mine. I promise to have someone send a thousand kilograms of red iron crystals to Zishan. What do you think?"

A glint flashed in Ziyuan Zhenren's eyes. He stretched out a palm and said, "Five thousand pounds!"

Red Source Iron Crystal is a top-grade material for refining weapons. As long as there are enough Red Source Iron Crystals, he is confident that he can improve the quality of all Zishan disciples' natal flying swords.

Zhao Xian's pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Two thousand pounds!"

True Man Ziyuan waved his hand impatiently and said, "Three thousand jin, otherwise let Zhang Yunluan come and talk to me."

Zhao Xian hesitated for a moment, then clenched his fists and said, "Forget it, three thousand pounds is three thousand pounds!"

"make a deal!"

Master Ziyuan waved his hand, turned his head and said, "Disciple, follow me back to Zishan."

While talking.

Enveloped in vast magical power, Yang Yongshu floated upwards.

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