Chapter 1221

He just said a few words, but he was refuted by the patriarch. The old man, who is called Jingjie, seems to have no face.

He turned his back to the crowd. Although they couldn't see him, they could feel something from the slightly subtle atmosphere.

However, the patriarch is the patriarch and the elder martial brother of Jingjie. Even if he says something, Jingjie doesn't say much.

He just coughed, and then said: "what the patriarch said is very reasonable. However, even if they don't harm others, this method of practice is not advisable after all. It's not as good as us pure minded practitioners who conform to the way of heaven and practice in this way. Finally, we can get the right way. Do you understand?"

"Yes, please follow my master's instruction."

"I will follow my instructions."

All the disciples bowed respectfully and said in unison.

As like as two peas in the mouth, the rest of the movements are exactly the same.

Seeing purple Xuan and having to make complaints about her mouth, Xue Rui said, "Miss purple, they are all waiting in the mountains all year round, and they are not connected with the times. What is wrong is that there is something wrong here."

With these words, Xue Rui pointed in the direction of those people, and then comforted him: "they said these words, you are a group of crazy nonsense, who will take the words of mental illness seriously? We don't have the same understanding with such antiques, so we won't lose our identity. "

"It's true. What do they know! I'm a half buried old man. He's only old and doesn't have a brain. He's just a good talker. I'm broad-minded and magnanimous. I'll forgive you! " Zixuan snorted, showing a look of disdain.

Looking at her obvious self consolation, Tang Feng was amused, but he didn't say much.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a dark red belt bowed slightly towards Jingjie, with a very respectful attitude, as if he had something to say.

Seeing his own disciple, Jing Jie nodded to him and said, "Yi Ping, what can I do for you?"

Yi Ping took a step forward, bowed himself, and then said, "master, there is a difference between good and evil. Since this alien monk is not the right way, he must not be able to get along with our Qinghong sect. Why didn't he hear that we had any conflict with them before?"

After hearing this man's words, Rong Guocheng murmured: "they are qinghongzong. No wonder, no wonder."

It seems that he knows something about this sect.

Although Tang Feng is well read and knows a lot of things, he doesn't know much about zongmen on the earth. He looks at Rong Guocheng.

In Zixuan's eyes, there was some inquiry.

Although she is a disciple of the sect and a real Qi refiner, her sect has little communication with the outside world. She doesn't know the existence of any other sect except Yangshan sect, which is closest to her sect.

Among all the people, Rong Guocheng is the only one with more knowledge.

When Rong Guocheng saw Tang Feng looking at himself and was about to speak, he heard that Jing Jie had already said to the disciple, "there are very few foreign friars in this world. They all practice in very secret places. Sometimes they wander between the world and the world, waiting for an opportunity to absorb their souls. At the beginning, if we orthodox friars met with foreign friars to harm others, we would also deal with them, but in the past few hundred years, No matter we or they have no chance to meet, naturally there will be no conflict. "

Just as Jing Jie's voice fell, Rong Guocheng said quickly: "when I was in Longhu Mountain, I heard the disciples of the sect talk about the gas refiners. Qinghong sect is the largest sect in China. However, according to legend, they are located in Guangxi Province, so they came here, I have never associated the large sect here with Qinghong sect, but now I think that there is no other sect besides them that can have such a large scale. "

Although the distance between Guicheng and Sichuan Province is not too far, in today's society, it doesn't take much time to go back and forth. However, if a large gate has established its foundation in one place, it will rarely transfer places.

Besides, the mountains in Guangxi Province are so steep that they are easy to hide. Among them, there is a treasure land of geomantic omen. If qinghongzong had a firm foothold there before, there would be no reason for him to come all the way to Sichuan Province.

The disciple named Yi Ping then said, "master, does the appearance of these magic weapons mean that there are foreign monks walking in the world? Besides, this man has come to our clan. Should we remove this evil? There are also many of them. The truth is that those who are close to the ink are black, and those who are close to the Zhu are red. Are these people also involved in this evil way, or are they bewitched by such demons when they walk with the foreign monks

Zixuan has already started her luck.

What this man said is a little too unpleasant.

Before that, Jingjie only discriminated against the whole group of foreign friars, and he just pointed to Zixuan's nose and called her a "monster".

After leaving the clan, Zixuan was always held by people, except for eating a few times in front of the mysterious man in Xijing and Tang Feng. How could she be so angry?

She had a small face, puffed up with anger, and clenched her fists in both hands. She wanted to rush out at once, and slapped her big ears on his face so that he could kneel down and sing. Later, she did not dare to talk casually.

"Miss Zixuan, calm down, calm down. Just now we said that we should never have the same opinion with such people."

Xue Rui is in a hurry for fear that Zixuan will explode immediately.

Seeing that Zixuan really couldn't control herself, Tang Feng Fang said, "they didn't know much about the foreign monks, and they just heard from the people of the previous generation. Some misunderstandings are inevitable. Wait a minute, we'll settle up together."

Zixuan angrily pointed to the man and said, "at that time, I'll have to leave this for me!"

"Good." Tang Feng immediately nodded his head and agreed, very happy.

When Zixuan wanted to take a breath, she heard Tang Feng add slowly: "let me remind you that his cultivation is in the seventh level of refining Qi."

This sentence made Zixuan's face turn purple red, not only angry, but also embarrassed.

What fighting power does she have when she comes to the fourth floor of gas refining and the seventh floor of gas refining?

This is really more than enough.

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is useless.