Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

Luotian Sect Master's face darkened. This was a f * cking slap to his face, but he couldn't attack. After all, what Lin Tianxue said was the truth.    

Chang Wei leaned close to Lin Tianxue's ear and said quietly, "Older brother Tianxue, you've somewhat offended someone."    

"What crime!"    

Lin Tianxue immediately cried out.    

"Lower your voice."    

Chang Wei covered his face, somewhat embarrassed.    

"Who dares to bully the fact that there is no one in Qingyun Holy Land?"    

A voice sounded.    

Everyone raised their heads and saw that it was actually a man flying in the sky!    

This person was Daoist Chen Tian.    

Hiss!    

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.    

Flying in the air? They could fly without using any objects? Could he be an immortal?    

And the words he said, could he be from the Qingyun Holy Land?    

Questions sounded in everyone's minds.    

"That... Are you an immortal?    

Lin Tianxue was stunned.    

"That's right!"    

Daoist Chentian replied proudly.    

Hiss!    

Everyone couldn't help but feel stunned. It seemed like this should be the master of Qingyun Holy Land.    

"We pay our respects to the Immortals!"    

Luotian Sect Master cupped his hands and bowed.    

"We pay our respects to Immortals!"    

After Luotian Sect Master bowed, everyone followed suit.    

Daoist Chentian couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction when he saw this. His eyes were so wide that they couldn't be seen anymore.    

"Senior, are you the master of Qingyun Holy Land?"    

Lin Tianxue asked in a testing manner.    

"No."    

Phew. Lin Tianxue exhaled. Luckily, he wasn't.    

"I'm just a sect-protecting elder."    

Daoist Chentian shrugged. His expression was indifferent, and he even looked somewhat satisfied.    

"What the f * ck!"    

Lin Tianxue was so shocked that he swore.    

The Forgetting Clear Spiritual Master's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was so wide that it almost fell to the ground.    

Gulp.    

Luotian Sect Master suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his hands kept trembling. A Sect Elder? And only?    

One should know that the status of Sect Elder was not as high as the status of a true disciple.    

Could it be that immortals were just a lousy sect guardian in Qingyun Holy Land?    

As the name implied, immortals were existences that surpassed the secular world, and were a hundred times more terrifying than the Great Cheng Dynasty. Such a figure was only a sect guardian in Qingyun Holy Land!    

Why didn't everyone be surprised?    

"Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding." Lin Tianxue blushed with shame.    

He only felt a chill on his back. He touched his back and found that it was already drenched.    

"Who dares to bully Literary Saint's sect!?"    

Before everyone could recover from Daoist Chentian's shadow, a voice suddenly sounded.    

The person who came was Lang Jiuzhou. He did not stand in the air like Daoist Chentian, but landed in front of Lin Tianxue and glared at him angrily.    

"Who are you?"    

Lin Tianxue narrowed his eyes.    

"I am Lang Jiuzhou!"    

Lang Jiuzhou placed his hands behind his back and his eyes were filled with fury.    

"Oh... Lang... What the f * ck!"    

Lin Tianxue's legs trembled. He felt that his body was not listening to his commands.    

Lang Jiuzhou?    

Lang Jiuzhou, who was ranked second among the Eight Great Elites of the world?    

Wasn't he a sword fanatic?    

Why would he support the Qingyun Holy Land?    

Everyone only thought of this much, but more of it was shock and fear!    

Some of them even thought to themselves when they saw Lang Jiuzhou. Damn it, they would have no more regrets if they could see Lang Jiuzhou in their lives.    

"What's wrong? Do you have any objections?"    

Lang Jiuzhou said impatiently.    

"No..."    

Lin Tianxue said timidly.    

F * ck, even if I were given a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to give my opinion!    

Today, I really ran into a gun barrel...    

Plop, plop -    

Sect Master Yaen's heart kept beating. The moment she saw Lang Jiuzhou, her mind went blank.    

But when she came back to her senses, she was overjoyed. It was a kind of joy that came from the bottom of her heart.    

She almost wanted to rush over and question Lang Jiuzhou. Why did he choose the way of the sword and let me down?    

But she knew that now was not the time. She had to wait until the end of the Holy Son Ceremony.    

"Who dares to bully my master?"    

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.    

It was Daoist Qingxu. He was flying in the air on his sword, and monstrous sword intent gushed out from him!    

He threw himself at the crowd!    

"Your Excellency is..."    

Luotian Sect Master was somewhat puzzled.    

It wasn't Daoist Qingxu's fault. After all, Daoist Qingxu had been cultivating in seclusion for thousands of years.    

"How can a nobody ask for my name?" Daoist Qingxu said coldly and angrily, "It doesn't matter if I tell you. My name is Qingxu!"    

"I think I just heard someone insulting my master's sect. Who is it? Stand out! I promise I won't kill you!"    

Daoist Qingxu roared furiously, and the magic power in his body started circulating.    

Some of the weaker cultivators fainted on the spot.    

Daoist Qingxu?    

What the f * ck!    

Could it be the world's number one Daoist Qingxu?    

"Respected Senior Qingxu, this junior has no intention of offending you. I hope you can forgive me."    

Luotian Sect Master's face turned pale, and he was frightened.    

"No, you can offend me, but you have offended my master's sect. This is intolerable!"    

Daoist Qingxu widened his eyes, and his killing intent soared to the sky.    

"Senior, may I know who your master is?" Luotian Sect Master asked.    

"My master is the Son, Ye Qingxuan!"    

Boom!    

This voice was like a god of death knocking on everyone's heads.    

Plop!    

Lin Tianxue directly collapsed to the ground, his legs no longer feeling.    

"Uh..."    

Luotian Sect Master was stunned. He was so shocked that he was speechless.    

He still wanted to defend Lin Tianxue. It would not be good if he caused public anger, but looking at the three of them, he did not seem to give them a chance to defend themselves.    

Reverend Forgotten Qing felt like he was in a dream. He slapped himself and realized that he had not seen wrongly. He had seen Daoist Qingxu!    

Daoist Qingxu could be said to be a legendary figure in Cultivation Realm. Since the Forgetting Clear Spiritual Master remembered the incident, he had always heard of Daoist Qingxu's legendary story.    

Therefore, the Forgetting Clear Spiritual Master had always regarded Daoist Qingxu as his idol.    

How could he not be excited when he saw his true self?    0

The gathering of these three great experts was truly a great spectacle in the Cultivation Realm.    

The geniuses of the West Region, Southern Continent, and North Province had frightened expressions on their faces. They had been asking the geniuses of the Eastern Continent if all the sect elders of the Eastern Continent were immortals?    

The geniuses of Eastern Continent were speechless. Even their mother didn't know about this!    

However, it was interpreted by the geniuses of the three provinces as "yes!"    

Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched. Why were these three things so good at posturing?    

He looked at Ye Xiao and found that he was still eager to give it a try.    

Ye Qingxuan was instantly speechless. Everyone else was a Great Cheng Immortal, but a Deification Stage like you couldn't make it to the front line...    

"Puff!"    

Yu Tao, who was drinking tea, choked on his tea.    

He looked at Daoist Qingxu in confusion, and a question mark slowly appeared in his head.    

Master actually took a young kid as his master?    

Could it be that he was old? A menopausal offender?    

No, why would a cultivator have menophrates?    

Could it be that he really wanted to become a disciple?    

Oh my god, then my title of Son is basically gone.    

Yu Tao wanted to cry but had no tears. He originally thought that he could use his master's fame and fortune to help him obtain the title of Son.    

Now, it seemed like he would not be able to obtain the title of Son anymore.    

Damn it! The strongest Daoist Qingxu had even taken Ye Qingxuan from the Eastern Continent as his master!    

This wasn't killing me!    

More importantly, since his master had acknowledged Ye Qingxuan as his master, then what should I call Ye Qingxuan?    

Master Fu?    

F * ck!    

Master Fu?    

I'll say it for nothing. Even if I, Yu Tao, were to die outside, I wouldn't call Ye Qingxuan Master even if I jumped down from here!