And Xiang Jing asked them to release news to the sects of these immortal cultivators, wanting to bring people back and redeem them with spirit stones.

There is no free lunch in the world. If you dare to provoke Xiang Jing, you must pay the price of compensation. It’s pretty good if you didn’t kill them. Compensation for some spirit stones is nothing. You must know that a sect force must cultivate a period of concentration. The strong one needs to spend a lot of manpower, material resources, financial resources, time and energy. If it dies so in vain, it is not something that some spirit stones can compensate.

After dealing with these concentrating immortal cultivators, Xiang Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Half an hour passed, and the time for the ancestors' arrival had arrived. The Great Sage returned to the ancestral pavilion and became a statue again.

Xiang Jing respectfully worshipped for three times. There is no great saint tonight. Maybe the entire sect has to be flattened, let alone other things.

But now Xiang Jing only hopes that by tomorrow, there will be no more moths, otherwise he will really have nothing to top up, and the ancestor idol can only be summoned once a day, which is a flaw.

If the entire ancestor **** pavilion is full of ancestor **** statues, the sky-level sect will provoke him everywhere with the ball that Jing is afraid of him.

But today's reality is that there is only an ancestor statue of Monkey King, and the second Houyi is only a fragment now, and it is still far away to combine.

Wait a minute, as long as the scroll of Daotiantian is in his own hands, it is equivalent to having a long-term side mission. I don't believe that the group of people can withstand such a big temptation.

However, in the near future, it is better not to let the disciples come back. After all, the immortals have suffered from fighting with mortals. Xiang Jing also relied on himself and the strength of the familiar sect to help him to stabilize.

After all, the disciples are too weak, and now there is no strong formation to protect them, let them stay outside and stay safe.

After I have finalized these things, I will let them come back, but at that time, the name of Xiaoyao Sect must have already emerged in the ancient world.

Under Xiang Jing’s various prayers for God and worshipping Buddha, until the next day, no forces said that they came to the door. It seems that yesterday’s Great Sage’s shot has produced a powerful deterrent against them, and no one will rush. To die.

Although the ancient world is big, it is also like a pyramid.

There is news from Xiaoyao School that a strong person who is refining the virtual perfection is sitting in town. The next time he will come, it will definitely be a strong person of the same realm. The rest will come in vain, purely as a gift.

As for the powerhouses in the concentration stage who were caught by Xiang Jing, the sect behind him remained silent and tolerable. They were also watching the situation when they wanted to come, waiting for the powerhouses who had perfected the virtual perfection to take action.

Jing is not worried about this item, regardless of whether you are refining the virtual perfection or whatever, as long as you enter the realm of the Xiaoyao Sect, that is to give food.

The ancestor idol is set to be invincible within the sect. What is invincible? Literally speaking, it means that there is no enemy, no enemy is found, or no one is invincible, such a great sage, such a setting, what do they use to fight Xiang Jing.

Unless these people see the limitations of the ancestors' idols, delay time, or stay outside the sect and do not attack, that Jing will be really dangerous.

However, as the so-called wealth and wealth are in danger, when those people dare to come, Xiang Jing dared to continue. Anyway, the barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, and they don't believe that the protagonist's halo can't beat you.

After five days of this, Xiang Jing has been practicing with great concentration for these five days, relying on the ancestors' pavilion can only relieve his urgent brows, and he needs to be hard in ironing, and he has the confidence to speak hard with his fists.

However, cultivation does not happen overnight. It requires years of accumulation. Xiang Jing has cultivated to the middle stage of the golden core in just a few years. It is already a natural talent. If he wants to be fast, unless he encounters a chance, he can only practice honestly.

On the fifth day, Xiang Jing was cultivating, and suddenly he noticed something and appeared directly above the sect. Across the distance, he saw two old men flying across the sky, walking towards him. .

That's right, it is indeed going. Ordinary cultivators basically fly with aura, but they walked over directly as if they were walking on the ground.

However, their walking is different from ordinary people. Each step is tens of thousands of meters away, but a few breaths come to the front.

Xiang Jing looked at the two old men. On the left, one was dressed in black robes, with all white eyebrows and beards, and the other on the right was all white with black hair, eyebrows and beards, and there was no momentum in the whole body. In the air, it looks like an ordinary old man.

Xiang Jing fell on the stone steps and asked, "Who is the one coming? Report your name."

On the left, a white-haired old man in a black robe looked at Xiang Jing and asked with a smile, "Little Wawa, do you know who I am waiting for and dare to speak such rudeness?"

Xiang Jing rolled his eyes and said, "If you know who you are?"

The old man in a white robe and black hair on the right snorted coldly and said, "The younger generations are becoming more and more unruly now."

"Hehehehe" the black-robed and white-haired old man said with a smile, "Perhaps we have been in retreat for too long, and it is normal for these juniors not to know us."

"You two, let's talk about business." Xiang Jing asked with folded arms. "What's the point of coming to this seat? If you don't have it, please go back. I have to practice."

"Well, it's a bit straightforward," said the black robe and white hair, leaning against his beard and said, "I'm waiting for today to come here, to take someone away."

"Who?"

Xiang Jing thought that these two old men were here to grab the picture of the sword and break the sky. After all, they were two old monsters in the refining period.

"This person's name is Sun Qian, who is my two other disciples, and was arrested by you a few days ago."

"Oh, Sun Qian," Xiang Jing said how to look at the dressing of these two old men so familiar. It turned out that it was the master of Sun Qian's Onmyoji.

Xiang Jing spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Sun Qian has already joined this sect and is now the elder of this sect. Whether he wants to leave with the two depends on his own wishes."

"Huh?" The white-robed and black-haired old man frowned and said, "It's really unreasonable that the stinky boy joined the sect privately without my approval."

"Forget it," the white-haired old man in black robes persuaded "young juniors, it's normal to have their own ideas, we old guys don't be nosy."

I am afraid that these two people still don't understand the situation, and they don't know why Sun Qian joined the Xiaoyao Sect because of a certain situation.

"No, I still have to ask." The white-robed and black-haired old man said to Xiaoyao's sect immediately, "Sun Qian, can't you come out if the master is here, please?"

The white robe and black hair didn't see how hard he was, but his voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, shocking all directions, reaching every corner of the Qiyun Mountain.

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