The next day, Ling Qingxuan was surrounded by little Taoist priests.

As for why?

"Patriarch, why did the demon disappear yesterday, didn't she teach us spells?"

"Patriarch, that monster flooded our clothes and bed, it's too much."

"Homeowner..."

This group of little dolls complained about Xi's behavior, Ling Qingxuan looked indifferent, and the little Taoist priests thought she was angry.

However, what Ling Qingxuan was thinking was that she woke up late today and missed breakfast.

"Homeowner?"

"Patriarch of the Mao family? Hahaha, I'm really sorry. I was busy with business the day before yesterday, so I haven't come to say hello. I'm really sorry to hear that my junior has accidentally angered you."

A slightly old voice came from not far away, and a strong wind blew, and the little Taoists quickly stabilized their bodies and blocked Ling Qingxuan.

The other party was aggressive, and this appearance was aimed at their family owner. Although they were noisy, they did something that Ling Qingxuan did not expect.

The little girl held the talisman paper and waved, and the strong wind blew back.

Some of the people from the Wei family were not aware of it for a while and fell to the ground.

"Pfft..." The Taoists on the Mao family's side all laughed out loud.

They got up in embarrassment and quickly patted the ashes on their bodies.

The old man standing in front narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked straight towards Ling Qingxuan, "I am the head of the Wei family, you are quite individual in this younger generation."

What has personality, is it possible that Ling Qingxuan still hasn't fought back.

"Anything?" Leaving the encirclement of the little Taoist priests, Ling Qingxuan stood opposite the Wei family head, not losing his momentum, "And I'm in the same position as you, not a junior."

Don't take your age as capital, she hasn't revealed her age.

The head of the Wei family frowned, as if embroidered with a chrysanthemum. He played with the whisk and said solemnly, "It's nothing to do, just come and see how you arrange this Dao Fa conference."

"Oh."

This one, Ling Qingxuan, made Patriarch Wei not know what to say.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and said impatiently: "As the head of the house, won't you invite us in and sit down?"

The little girl was serious, "You also know that the Mao family is setting up, so there is no place to entertain."

The little Taoist priests couldn't hold back any longer.

The more it is like this, the more they have to hold on to their aura.

So visible to the naked eye, the little Taoists raised their chests and raised their heads, revealing their most handsome and serious side.

This makes it even more obvious that the Wei family's side is crooked, and there is no decent.

The people of the Wei family had never been treated like this before. The people behind them wanted to do something, but the head of the Wei family stopped them with his eyes.

"Patriarch Mao, since I have apologized, will you make compensation?"

Ling Qingxuan was puzzled, "What compensation?"

"You broke the magic tools of my three disciples. Our Wei family magic tools are all made of ghosts. You can return our three monsters with a cultivation base of more than 100 years."

These people, while saying apology, actually came to look for Aya Qingxuan to ask for monsters.

This is the little demons in her Sealing Demon Mirror.

Aya Qingxuan digs into his sleeve.

The little Taoists behind him muttered, "No way, the Patriarch really wants to pay? Where did they get their confidence?"

"What the **** happened? Will there be a fight?"

"Even if there is a fight, the owner of the family will definitely win!"

Ling Qingxuan took out a magic weapon for a while, and she kept her hands a little, and there was a conversation with her from the Wei family's disciples in the magic weapon.

After the release, the little girl said, "Is the great cause of the Wei family fake?"

Master Wei:  …

How old are people who can't even talk.

"It's really unreasonable for you, the head of the family. Like you, can the Dao Fa Conference be handed over to you?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded, "It's not already in my hands."

Master Wei:  …

Ling Qingxuan was too lazy to pay attention to them, took out the Sealing Monster Mirror, picked out a few water-type monsters from it, and handed them over to the well-behaved little Taoist priests.

"Take it back to the courtyard to practice."

"Yes, Patriarch, but they..."

Ling Qingxuan: "See off the guest."

There was a strong demonic aura on the head of the Wei family. Although it was well hidden, Ling Qingxuan could easily smell it.

His magic weapon was probably made from the spirit of a big demon.

"No need, we'll go by ourselves."

The Wei family head came here to inquire about Ling Qingxuan's situation, and didn't want to make himself angry.

The world suddenly became clean, and Aya Qingxuan looked up in a daze.

Miss the little guy.

...

"Patriarch, just leave like this? That junior is too arrogant, but after becoming the Patriarch, I feel like I can beat you, the Patriarch. It's really beyond my own power."

"That's right, there are those disciples of the Mao family. At first glance, they have just practiced for a while, and the chassis is unstable. It's just a swollen face and a fat man."

Patriarch Wei stopped and said coldly, "You still think she has the upper hand, but I have already figured out her strength. A yellow-haired girl can only use magic tools to pretend."

The blood on her did interest him, though.

If they can get it, they will attract a group of demons. Will their Wei family still be worried about not getting new demon souls?

After the Wei family pondered, as if smelling something, he immediately looked in one direction.

"Patriarch, what's wrong?"

The head of the Wei family said in a condensed voice, "Is the Illusory Demon clan absolutely extinct at the beginning?"

The person next to him nodded and said, "It is indeed extinct. Illusory demons haven't appeared in these hundreds of years."

Strange, why did his magic weapon vibrate just now, as if it resonated.

"Homeowner?"

The head of the Wei family said, "The Mao family has a magic weapon called Feng Yaojing. Do you think there will be ghost monsters there?"

After their hundreds of years of experiments, the magic weapon made with the ghost soul is much better than those made with other demons.

If there are any, they must be brought back.

"This... we don't know either."

The head of the Wei family waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

It's been a few days anyway, when the time comes, Mao Xiaoling and the Mao family's instruments, as well as other Taoist family things, will all belong to their Wei family.

...

"Broken! I finally untied!"

At this time, the courtyard was quiet and the Taoists had not returned. After He Yunxu finally broke Lingqing Xuanshi's spell, he walked in generously.

The courtyard was kept clean, and things like talisman paper were neatly arranged.

He Yunxu came in suddenly, not knowing what to do.

Yes, he should tell Mao Xiaoling about this and let her know his strength.

He Yunxu was basically tired of hearing the feeling of being praised at home, but he was the only one who wanted to hear what Ling Qingxuan had to say about him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a white fog suddenly formed in the courtyard, covering the surroundings.

He looked slightly stunned, took a half step back, took out the talisman, "Demon?"

The white fog was approaching, and a figure slowly walked out from there. After seeing the full picture of the person, He Yunxu relaxed his expression and greeted with a hint of information, "So it's you."