Yuan Qingzong's main sect covers a vast area, with hundreds of mountains covered with green within a radius, the Qingjiang River passes through the ravines, goes out around the mountains, the peaks come out of the sea of ​​clouds, and the immortal gate is blowing in style.

There are spiritual veins under the sect, and the closer you get to the interior of the sect, the stronger the spiritual energy.

Xie Yun flicked away the clouds and mist, and his fingertips immediately had a hint of water vapor, "Yuanqingzong is worthy of being the first of the four small sects, and there is such a deep spiritual vein under the sect."

The red rope festival in Ying Baiye's sleeve was blown out and hit on the back of Xie Yun's hand: "With such a vast territory, it's no wonder that there are so many Nascent Soul monks."

There are so many sects, there are countless mundane affairs, of course, monks with a certain level of cultivation are required to preside over them.

Xie Yun grabbed the tail of the red rope festival, his cold white fingers hooked a piece of red rope, frowning and looking at it: "I wanted to say it for a long time, what style is your red rope knot? Why is it so messy?"

Ying Baiye raised his sleeves, he rarely wore a wide-sleeved robe, with a red rope knot hanging from the black sleeve: "Peace knot, can't you see it?"

Xie Yun: "You are a mess."

He reached into Ying Baiye's sleeve, untied the red rope, wrapped it around Ying Baiye's fingers, and quickly drew a complete peace knot.

Xie Yun said lazily: "When I was a child, my mother would also tie a peace knot for me, but unfortunately I am very skinny and lost it during a fight."

He practiced swordsmanship in the depths of ice and snow all year round, and his body temperature was lower than ordinary people. From time to time, his knuckles rubbed against Ying Baiye's fingers, and he was immediately infected with Ying Baiye's body temperature.

Ying Baiye's fingers froze. He has been in the magic way for many years, and he has never seen a person like Xie Yun. He always seems to be able to get close to people quickly: "Why don't you let your mother fight again?"

Xie Yun: "My mother and my father are not Taoist companions. Her sect has rules, and female cultivators in the inner sect are not allowed to marry. She stayed at Xie's house until I was six years old. When my sister was born, she brought her back to her sect. Door."

He was too naughty when he was a child, and his mother rarely saw him, but every time he came, there were tears in his eyes, which always made him feel sad.

Ying Baiye: "You were born like your mother?"

Xie Yun paused with his fingertips, thinking thoughtfully: "I have never seen her appearance before, but if I was born like someone, it must be like her."

Ying Baiye: "Why?"

Xie Yun: "I am naturally a beauty."

A son is like a mother, which is a matter of course.

Ying Baiye was silent for a moment: "Your mother, she will... like you very much."

He consciously lost his words and changed the subject: "That... have you seen her?"

Once out of the body, the consciousness can be released, and it is not a problem for the consciousness of the distracted monk to wrap the entire kite boat. Once the sound is transmitted, it will be exposed by the consciousness immediately.

Xie Yun frowned, he tied the safety knot, and wrapped it around Ying Baiye's wrist: "I can't tell. Yuan Qingzong ranks among the four minor sects, what kind of person can get into his eyes, and let him remember it for so long? "

The distraction cultivator can catch the eye, and the last time is the distraction cultivator, but in the impression, his mother is not a high-level cultivator.

Ying Baiye immediately pulled up his sleeves to cover the red rope, so as not to be wet by the clouds and mist: "Can you use a clue that the female cultivator of the inner door is not allowed to marry?"

Xie Yun shook his head: "In the right way, the rule that female cultivators in the inner sect cannot marry is very common, especially in the sects where female cultivators are the main sects. Most of the sects have this rule. Go to the head of the two sects and use your own strength to suppress the first palace. The Sun and Moon Sect of the Second Small Sect, down to the Lengxiang Sect of our Feiyin City, all have the rule that inner sect disciples are not allowed to marry outside, regardless of gender."

While the two were talking, the kite boat docked.

A streamer of light came galloping, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the front, and when the streamer dissipated, a vigorous decorator revealed his figure.

He didn't even have a sword! It must be a monk who is above the body!

The cultivator has profound facial features. Judging from his appearance, he is not very old, but he has already cultivated in the out-of-body stage. His eyes were cold, his eyes swept across the deck, and he walked straight to the two of Xie Yun.

The cultivator said lightly: "It should be late, Xie Ming?"

Xie Yun: "What is your honor?"

The cultivator said lightly, "Luo Jingxuan is here."

Luo Jingxuan who died in the hands of Bai Hanchi in the plot.

The author has something to say:

Xie Shaozhu is quite a person who has no sense of distinction between men and women.

By the way, beep some daily writing:

Today, in order to describe a scene in less than 30 words, watched the Zhangjiajie promotional video for 20 minutes, because couldn't think of what Xianmen should look like, so covered face.

When I climbed Jiuhua Mountain before, I forgot to take a video, and I couldn't see anything in a few photos.

It's Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow! Great!

Chapter 20 Ignore (Revised)

Luo Jingxuan's face was stern, and his aura couldn't hide his astonishing aura. He cupped his hands to Xie Yun and both of them: "At the order of the elders, the elders of the outer door who are responsible for settling the entrance. Please follow me to the main peak, and settle down immediately. ."

He looked at the two of them calmly. Although he had already received information about the two from Han Chi yesterday, Luo Jingxuan was still faintly surprised when he saw the two with his own eyes.

Inside the edge, the spiritual power is suppressed in the body smoothly, and the cultivation base is more solid than Xie Yufei who entered yesterday.

Before Xie Yun could speak, Bai Hanchi hurried over to hang on Luo Jingxuan's body: "Senior brother! I just said that you will definitely come to pick me up!"

Luo Jingxuan hung a big living person on his body, his face and figure didn't change at all: "Nonsense, it's still outside, hurry down."

Bai Hanchi turned a deaf ear and waved to Xie Yun cheerfully: "Brother Ying, Brother Xie. This is my senior brother Luo Jingxuan, you can just call him senior brother like me, he is responsible for arranging the new elders from the outer door. I discussed with the master last night. , I want to invite the two of you to enter the inner door directly, but the master said that I am too self-willed and must obey the arrangement of the sect."

Luo Jingxuan let him hang on his body, "This time, the sect has recruited 476 elders from the outer sect, but there are still 33 less. Let's wait for the elders to arrive before making arrangements. Follow me to the main peak first. Stay temporarily."

Xie Yun and Ying Baiye felt a little strange at the same time.

So many Nascent Soul cultivators are needed... Have so many people been guarding the spiritual veins?