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Chapter 268 The care of the saints of the previous generation~(1/2)

What to do if you suddenly become an immortal Chapter 268 of the text volume The care of the saint from the previous generation ~ "Shut up!"

Chen Feihua and other tens of thousands of monks all stopped outside the formation, stared angrily, and shouted loudly.

"What do you mean we are? We are human beings, are you blind?!"

"You still want me to wait and get out? Do you ever know why we are like this?!"

"Blinded your dog eyes!"

"..."

Fu Zi couldn't help but scold her directly.

They cursed and kept shouting.

"I am Xu Yang from the Dayan Holy Land, and I am here to pay a visit to the Zifu Holy Land!"

"The disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, together with the disciples of our generation, are here to pay a visit. Is this the way you treat guests in the Holy Land of Purple Mansion?!"

"Chen Feihua, the contemporary Chen Feihua of Taiyi Holy Land, has led his contemporary disciples to visit the noble sect's saint Qi Zixiao. Why don't you report it immediately?!"

"Our Divine Sword Mountain..."

"I, Liuyun Sect..."

One after another, the monks reported themselves to their family, and they were all from the Holy Land and first-rate sects. At least a very few were second-rate, but even if they were second-rate, they were the best among them, the kind with the most famous names.

This shocked many outer disciples of Zi Mansion, but...

Soon, someone jumped out and cursed: "Nonsense!"

"Which of those disciples from the sect is not extremely talented and amazingly handsome? How could they be like you and others, unable to conceal their stench? I'm simply... ashamed to be in the company of you!"

"Tell me, who are you? Why do you pretend to be disciples of many major sects and even the Holy Land? What's your purpose? Why don't you recruit them quickly and truthfully?!"

What?

Say we are fake?!

And they said we looked terrible and smelled bad?!

It’s uncomfortable and wronged!

Damn it, if it weren’t for Qi Zixiao and her old Yinbi teammates, would we be like this? What do you think we think?!

Nowadays, let alone other people, even we despise ourselves. How unreasonable?!

"Nonsense! How can we be fake?!"

"The badge of Taiyi Holy Land is here, don't you recognize it? Besides, who in the world dares to pretend to be my disciple of Taiyi? Don't you want to live anymore?!"

"Someone from my Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect dares to pretend to be?!"

"Open the formation quickly and let me wait inside!"

"Or, let that witch Qi Zixiao come out, and we can confront each other and find out the truth and lies!"

They started shouting again.

It’s so uncomfortable!

It's so uncomfortable.

Especially since many people have chosen to open their eyes so as not to release their spiritual consciousness. In this way, the stench of their own spiritual consciousness will be the most noticeable and they will not be able to sense the stench of other people...

However, if you don’t open your spiritual consciousness, you have to open your eyes to see things clearly.

Open your eyes?

If it hurts your eyes, you will cry!

Therefore, many of them were crying and shouting at the same time. Coupled with their heartbroken and aggrieved tone, it was almost to the point where those who heard it were in tears and those who saw it were sad.

Moreover, they are really aggrieved!

When they think about it: we, the special ones, don't have to get the treasure, or our trip was in vain. Even if we are injured or even die in the burial ground, we can't blame others.

After all, fighting for opportunities is inherently dangerous.

But the problem is, even if we didn’t get the treasure, we were tricked several times by others. In the end, even our own magic weapon was taken away by Qi Zixiao, and they tricked them to the point where our whole bodies stank, and even our consciousness smelled...

How much hatred is this?

Can you not feel aggrieved?!



"Why are you crying?!"

The chief disciple of the outer sect here yelled: "It stinks as much as the thousand-year-old Xiang in the fucking latrine, do you have the nerve to cry?"

"Shut up, everyone!"

"!!!"

As soon as these words came out.

The faces of Chen Feihua, Xu Yang, Fo Zi and others suddenly turned green.

Even if we are in the Holy Land, we are respected by thousands of people. Wherever we go, don't many contemporary disciples nod and bow?

Even if the core disciples see us, they must bow respectfully.

It turns out that you are so lucky, an outer disciple who has not even reached the golden elixir stage is yelling at us?!

Unfortunately, before they could get angry, the outer disciple said again: "Everyone is crying like a bitch, and they still want to see Her Royal Highness the Saint?"

"Everyone, they still call His Highness by his first name? Ugh..."

"Who gave you such a face? Ugh...fuck, it stinks so much, you guys are such bitches!"

"You alone are worthy of meeting His Highness? Who do you think you are?!"

"I can't stand it anymore!!!"

At this moment, Huang Shang roared angrily, with tears streaming down his face. However, he immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and used the method of transmitting sounds across thousands of miles, but instead of transmitting them to one person, he let the sound reverberate thousands of miles away.

"Qi Zixiao!!!"

"As a saint of the Purple Mansion, you have done such a despicable thing, but do you dare to do it and dare not admit it?"

"We are at the outer gate of your holy land. If you still want to show your respect, come out and see us, explain the matter clearly, and return our treasures, otherwise!!!"

Rumble…

The sound was like thunder, spreading thousands of miles and spreading throughout half of the sect.

At this moment, tens of millions of Zifu disciples were shocked and looked towards the source of the sound.

"Who? Dare to come to our Zi Mansion and make noise?"

"And it sounds like you're provoking a saint?"

"Your Majesty, did you do something disgusting? What... happened?"

Many people don't understand.

But there are also monks who have returned from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons, and they suddenly realize: "This is the voice of Huang Shang from Taiyi Holy Land, a genius in the Void Refining Stage!"

"What? Then why does she keep insulting the saint?"

"Because...their treasures were 'taken' away by Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"What do you mean take away?!"

Shocked face+N!



Inside the Dionysus Peak.

Fan Jianqiang, who was huddled in the cave, raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound: "Sure enough, they came to the door."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is none of my business. Sleep, um, sleep."

"I've been out for a while this time. It's impossible for the mistress to let me go out again in a short period of time, right? I won't show my head no matter what happens, so there must be nothing wrong with me!"

the other side.

Lu Ming was practicing, and when he heard this voice, he hesitated for a while: "He really came to the door, I don't know if His Highness can handle it."

"However, if His Highness cannot handle it in the Holy Land, even if I go there, there will be nothing I can do, right?"



Inside the alchemy room.

Dan Chengzi threw away the medicinal materials...

"Damn it, these guys are indeed here, no, I have to go and join His Majesty!"

Dragging his fat body, he rushed to Haoyue Peak in the clouds as soon as possible.


To be continued...
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