Chapter 382

"Why don't you drink?"

It took a few minutes to master the art of imperial sword. Pan Hao flew back and said to song Daren.

"Elder, I want to keep this cup of spiritual water for my practice at night..."

Song Daren bent his fingers to shoot a white light, sealed the mouth of the spirit overflowing cup, stuffed the spirit water and the glass into his arms and said“ Where did you come from? What can I do for Qingyun? "

"Visit Qingyun gate and make a kiss by the way."

Pan Haodong's words made song Daren look confused.

Qingyun gate holds the right track. People often visit the mountain gate. It's not difficult to understand. The question is the latter sentence, run to Qingyun gate to meet relatives?

Visits are made every year, but it's the first time.

"Senior, please follow me."

I don't understand. There should be a lot of etiquette. Song Daren replied respectfully and flew the magic weapon ten tigers to Qingyun gate.

Pan Haodong followed.

Although he is a beginner in fencing, he is really not slow and can follow with ease.

Soon, he came to the famous sea of clouds at Qingyun gate, a huge square. The ground was paved with white marble, shining in the sunshine, making people feel small.

White clouds in the distance, like gauze, float under your feet. Huge copper tripods are divided into three columns and three rows. There are nine in total. They are placed according to the rules

"Master, this is the 'sea of clouds' among the six green clouds, and the Hongqiao is in front..."

Song Daren pointed to the bridge at the end of the square, which had no piers, rose in the air and stretched straight and obliquely upward.

It is forbidden to fly the imperial sword at Qingyun gate Tongtian peak. No matter the disciples or foreign visitors, they can only fly the imperial sword to Yunhai square and take the Hongqiao to Yuqing hall.

This is the residence of the leader of Qingyun sect.

When he stepped on the Hongqiao bridge and looked down at the abyss, pan Haodong exclaimed, "Daren, there is no supporting corridor on both sides of the Hongqiao bridge. If you take a few steps, you're afraid your legs will be soft and there's a life crisis at any time."

"It's really risky for ordinary people to walk on the Hongqiao bridge, but this... Was not originally built by ordinary people. Even if we and other practitioners accidentally step into the air, we can offer magic weapons at any time and fly back to the Hongqiao bridge with our imperial sword."

When song Daren said this, his tone was mixed with a little arrogance. People who cultivate immortals have a little superior mentality to ordinary people more or less.

After all, even if they have mediocre qualifications, they can live for one or two hundred years, while ordinary people live long at the age of 50.

The life levels of both sides are not at the same level at all.

It doesn't matter that immortals have a superior mentality, as long as they don't stand high, despise ordinary people and regard ordinary people as ruminant dogs.

Green mountains and majestic temples.

Through the long and tumbling Hongqiao bridge, the two finally reached the "Yuqing hall" at the top of Tongtian peak. Song Daren accelerated his steps, walked to a disciple outside the hall and said, "senior brother, please inform me of the visit of yinmen Maoshan."

"Wait a minute."

Tongtianfeng disciple turned and walked into the hall.

Soon.

Immortal daoxuan, the leader of Qingyun sect, came out of the hall accompanied by Taoist Cangsong, the first Taoist priest of Longshou peak.

"Master, this is a senior expert from Maoshan, yinmen. This trip..."

"Maoshan?"

Taoist Cang song interrupted, "why haven't I heard of the sect of Maoshan in yinmen?"

Before pan Haodong spoke, immortal daoxuan took the initiative to explain: "younger martial brother, the hidden door doesn't ask about the world. You haven't heard of it. It's normal. Don't interrupt."

"Yes."

Taoist Cangsong dare not be presumptuous.

Song dahen said: "master, master, in addition to visiting Qingyun gate, there is actually one thing?"

"What's up?"

Immortal daoxuan looked at Pan Haodong.

"Recognize relatives."

Pan Haodong said faintly.

Taoist Xuan and Taoist Cangsong looked at each other, and their faces were a little confused.

After a little silence, immortal daoxuan said, "who do you recognize?"

"Lu Xueqi."

Pan Haodong smiled and said, "I'm her uncle."

Cang song asked the hostage, "what's the evidence?"

"There is a genealogy as evidence."

Pan Haodong directly took out the pro recognition props. In ancient society, the genealogy is a highly authoritative Pro recognition props, which is much easier to use than photos.

If you disagree, you will sacrifice the genealogy.

Taoist Xuan and Taoist Cangsong looked at each other, and song Daren was also a little confused. Look at this situation, Lu Xueqi, the cold faced goddess of xiaozhufeng, may really be the niece of the elder generation.

"Daren, you go to xiaozhufeng to invite martial uncle Shuiyue to come. Xueqi is a disciple she brought back from outside. Only your martial uncle Shuiyue can tell the truth."

Hearing immortal daoxuan's orders, song Daren hurriedly said, "yes, master."

After Song Daren left.

Immortal daoxuan smiled and said, "brother Dao, it will take some time for junior sister Shuiyue to come. Please come into the hall. Junior brother has just made a pot of tea."

"Then I don't respect it."

Pan Haodong was not polite at all. He walked into the Yuqing hall gracefully.

Taoist Cangsong had some opinions about him, but he didn't show hostility. He was just curious about the origin of Pan Haodong.

Maoshan?

I've never heard of it before. If pan Haodong had not mastered Taoism and metaphysics, and his cultivation was unfathomable, he seemed not to lose to immortal Taoism and metaphysics, Taoist Cangsong would certainly think that Maoshan is a little-known sect.

I haven't heard of such sects. It's normal.

However, how can a sect that can cultivate accomplishments comparable to senior brother daoxuan be a little-known sect?

There's a problem, there's a problem.

"Brother, please."

Immortal daoxuan poured a cup of tea for pan Haodong himself. He was respectful and gentle on the surface, but he was wary of each other in his heart.

An immortal who claimed to be from Maoshan mountain, his mana fluctuated a line higher than him. He was so nervous that he didn't know his origin.

Don't want to sleep at night.

tell the truth.

Pan Haodong was surprised to feel the magic power fluctuation of daoxuan and Cangsong. He didn't know whether he was too strong or the force value in the world was too low. On the eighth floor of the Sutra of the great cave of the Shangqing Dynasty, he had some accomplishments that were even stronger than the immortal daoxuan, not to mention his comprehensive strength.

Of course, what we're talking about here is daoxuan who didn't sacrifice the immortal sword. The immortal daoxuan who sacrificed the immortal sword must be better than pan Haodong.

But that's all.

He has stronger resilience than Wolverine and fights for life and death. Even if his strength is not as good as daoxuan, the mill can grind him to death.

As a great man said, the struggle between life and death is not who is stronger, but who can stand to the end.

No matter what the process is, whoever stands is the winner.

"Good tea!"

After drinking the spirit tea of Qingyun gate, pan Haodong felt particularly comfortable. Although the force value in the world is low, it is not good for nothing. At least the treasures in Xianshan blessed land are worth searching.

Yupei space has been expanding, covering an area of more than 10 square kilometers. It's time to plant some flowers and plants.

Otherwise it's too monotonous.

"Taoist brother, drink more if you like."

Immortal daoxuan added a cup of tea to pan Haodong.

Taoist Cang Song said immediately, "Taoist brother, may I ask your name?"

Pan Haodong replied solemnly, "don't be your surname pan. Your name is Haodong. My friend loves me and calls me immortal pan."

Immortal daoxuan: "

Taoist Cangsong: "

Pan?

Are you serious?