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Su Qi took the luck stone without hesitation.
"Boom!"
This time, there was great movement.
The golden light formed a golden dragon, soaring into the sky!
The dazzling golden light can be seen in a radius of 20 miles.
"Roar!"
The giant dragon roared in the sky and tossed among the sea of clouds.
Such an exaggerated vision stunned everyone.
"This, this is the Son of Destiny!"
Nie Feipeng murmured.
Luo Ling's small mouth opened slightly, this movement, good guy, was many times bigger than Jiang Yue's before.
Wang Nanbo and Jiang Yue also opened their mouths wide.
Wang Nanbo thought that Jiang Yue must be the Son of Destiny, but the friend Su Qi talked about might not exist.
But at this moment, he realized that it was because his vision was narrowed, and this kind of exaggerated vision could be called the child of destiny!
As the only person who knew the truth, Jiang Yue's brain went down a bit, wondering how did Senior Su do it?
This movement not only alarmed the people in the Taoist temple.
Even the people in Qingxi City were alarmed.
"I'll go! What's that? A dragon?"
"This is the second time a vision has appeared in the Temple of Longevity. It seems that this Taoist temple is indeed a Taoist temple favored by heaven."
"It was such a spectacular sight, I will never forget it in my life."
This is the conversation of ordinary people.
And the disciples of the major sects all understand what this means.
"This is the movement made by the Son of Destiny!"
"That's right, this exaggerated strength of luck must be the child of destiny!"
"There seems to be a Taoist temple over there, go and have a look."
"After searching for so long, I finally found you!"
All of a sudden, there was a huge crowd.
The sect disciples all ran towards the Taoist temple.
Inside the Chengbei Inn, Zuo Xiao knocked on the door of Zheng Shuai's room: "Junior Brother, hurry up, the Son of Destiny has appeared!"
But no one responded after knocking for a long time.
Zuo Xiao probed with his divine sense, but found that there was no one there.
"Where did this guy go?"
Zuo Xiao said strangely.
"It doesn't matter, it's important."
Zuo Xiao left quickly.
……
On the side of Changsheng Temple, Nie Feipeng and Luo Ling also realized that the situation was not good. They didn't expect such a big commotion beforehand. Could it attract all the sect disciples from Qingxi City?
"Brother, do you believe me this time?"
Nie Feipeng said anxiously: "Join our Nine Heavens Sword Sect, we will do our best to protect you and let you grow up!"
"Don't listen to him, it's better to join us at Feng Yi Xuan."
Luo Ling also said.
"Nine Heavens Sword Sect is better!"
As he said that, Nie Feipeng took Su Qi's left sleeve with his hand, and said solemnly: "Our Nine Heavens Sword Sect has produced the Son of Destiny, and we know how to cultivate it, so we can avoid many detours."
"Fengyixuan is even better!"
Luo Ling pulled Su Qi's other sleeve, and said: "The fateful son of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect finally died, which is enough to show that their protection is not enough. Our Fengyixuan is different, and we will definitely raise the whole family." Zong Zhili will protect you!"
Nie Feipeng's complexion changed. The death of the Destiny's Son has always been a scar on the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. If he hadn't been unable to beat Luo Ling, he would have turned his back on him.
"Brother, don't listen to her."
Nie Feipeng said: "It was just an accident. We have experienced failures, so we know how to protect you better."
Luo Ling smiled and said, "Accident? Who knows if this kind of accident will happen again?"
"you!"
Nie Feipeng was speechless.
As the person in charge, Su Qi had already expected this scene. He now wanted to attract all the sects who were looking for the Son of Destiny, and he would eliminate those who had malicious intentions towards him without hesitation.
If he can't beat him, he will run away.
Anyway, now that he hasn't shown his true face to others, no one will think of him as Su Qi.
"Hahaha, am I late?"
At this moment, hearty laughter came from the entrance of the Taoist temple.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that Zuo Xiao had arrived.
As soon as he came in with his front feet, more than ten or twenty people came with his back feet.
After observing the situation in the field, their eyes lit up and they all looked at Su Qi.
"Brother, my master once made a calculation, you are destined to join my Qingyun sect, how about joining my Qingyun sect?"
Zuo Xiao said with a smile.
"Hahaha, I think this brother is also destined for our Wuji sect, why not join our Wuji sect."
At this time, another man stood up.
He looked at Zuo Xiao provocatively, as if he was saying what can you do to me?
The man's name is Wanliu.
The eldest disciple of the Promise Sect.
The reason why you dare to be so bold.
That's because the Wuji Sect is a quasi-first-class cultivation sect, and it is possible to be promoted to a first-class sect at any time.
Naturally, Qingyun Sect, the weakest of the three major sects, can be ignored.
Zuo Xiao ignored him, and went straight to Su Qi.
"Brother, my family teacher has never made any mistakes in divination. Our Qingyun Sect will definitely show the greatest sincerity!"
Zuo Xiao said with a smile.
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Wanliu also came up.
He said with a smile: "Brother, I won't punish those vain people. As long as you enter our sect, I will give you a sixth-grade elixir, the marrow-washing pill!"
hiss~
Everyone took a deep breath.
Washing marrow pill ah!
Sixth Grade Medicinal Pill!
If your aptitude is not good, or you have some hidden disease, a marrow washing pill is enough to change everything.
Medicinal elixir is divided into nine grades.
Sixth grade elixir is regarded as the treasure of the sect in smaller sects.
"Isn't it the marrow washing pill? Our Nine Heavens Sword Sect can also provide it."
Nie Feipeng said.
"Our Fengyixuan is too."
Luo Ling also agreed.
Zuo Xiao wanted to say something else.
But it was interrupted by Su Qi raising his hand.
"Since everyone is here today, let me tell the truth. I'm used to being idle and I won't join any sect. Please don't bother me in the future."
Su Qi said.
As soon as this remark came out, the scene became noisy.
"I heard this guy means that he didn't catch one? Hahaha, that's fine, anyway, we can't compete with those behemoths."
"Having said that, I will definitely be forced to join a certain force in the end. After all, the Son of Destiny is indeed in a dangerous situation. Those people in Wanyao Valley and Wanguimen are not good men and women."
"What are mere demon cultivators and ghost cultivators afraid of? If the young master sees them, they will be beaten to death in minutes!"
And Su got up from the four people in front of him.
Then they all began to persuade.
At this moment, an extremely domineering divine consciousness rushed over and directly broke into Su Qi's sea of consciousness.
After leaving a black mark, he quickly retreated.
Su Qi was startled, and then thought: "It seems that people from Wan Gui Sect or Wan Yao Valley are here, and they are here to follow me."
But Su Qi wasn't afraid at all.
there is always a solution to a problem.
Even if he can't be called invincible with his current strength, no one should be able to stop him if he wants to escape.
"Okay, stop talking, I've made up my mind."
Su Qi raised his hand and said.
Hearing this, Wan Liu secretly poked out his spiritual sense, wanting to see Su Qi's true face on Mount Lu.
Although he said that he didn't agree now, but after learning about his appearance, he can play better here.
For example, find this person in private and talk about conditions.
Wanliu believes that there is no deal that cannot be negotiated in this world, it only depends on whether your bargaining chips are sufficient.
Out of respect for the Son of Destiny.
Everyone tacitly didn't look at Su Qi's face under the burqa.
After Wan Liu's spiritual sense came out, the others immediately noticed it.
No one stopped.
They also poked out their consciousness, wanting to see Su Qi's true face on Mount Lu.
"Okay, I'll go first if there's nothing else to do."
Su Qi said.
Before everyone could react, he poured spiritual energy into his feet, and disappeared in two or three strokes.
see this scene.
Many people stared wide-eyed.
"Why is he so fast? It's like flying. Could it be a Mahayana monk?"