When Meng Xuan asked Huo Qingzhan with the Great Seal of Ai, he had already gained a certain understanding of the Red Pill Poetry Society.

However, when Huo Qingzhan first entered the Tianchi Immortal Sect, although the Tianchi Immortal Sect had already experienced the catastrophe of heavenly fire, it was far inferior to the current decline. The four elders supported the store and still had the strength that others dare not underestimate. Huo Qingzhan estimated his talent, even if he had joined other immortal Sects, he would not receive attention under the suppression of many geniuses, so he might as well go to the Tianchi Immortal Sect.

He had originally joined the Tianchi Immortal Sect and would definitely be valued by the head sect and the elders, but he did not want to be suppressed by Yun Guiya. Later, Yun Guiya left the Tianchi Immortal Sect. Huo Qingzhan's position as the first disciple of the Tianchi True God was his, but he did not expect that the head sect Huaiyu never set up a position of the True God disciple, and delayed it for seven years, which completely deprived Huo Qingzhan of his patience.

Just three years ago, someone found Huo Qingzhan, who had already planned to switch to other immortal sects, and claimed to be from the Red Mars Poetry Club and invited him to join. Seeing that the man had a high level of cultivation, Huo Qingzhan even saw the powerful energy of the Red Mars Poetry Club, and immediately turned around and bowed.

However, the man did not let him escape from the Tianchi Immortal Sect, but gave him two tasks, one of which was to seize the position of the first disciple of the Tianchi Immortal Sect, and the other was to obtain the inheritance of the Tiangang Thunder Method in the Langhuan Sutra Cave. As long as one of these two tasks was completed, the Red Wan Poetry Society would absorb him and hold a high position, and there would be a lot of resources for him.

If he received the funding from the Red Mars Poetry Society, even if he still stayed in the Tianchi Immortal Sect, he would have enough resources to practice, and he could also occupy the title of the True Transmission First disciple in the Tianchi Immortal Sect, which would be more convenient than to worship other immortal sects. Therefore, Huo Qingzhan has been waiting patiently at the Tianchi Immortal Sect and waiting for the opportunity to complete these two tasks, but unexpectedly, he was disrupted by Meng Xuan.

"Senior Sister Lin, how much do you know about the Red Maru Poetry Club?"

When Meng Xuan saw Lin Binglian mentioning this matter, he happened to ask clearly.

Lin Binglian's face felt a hint of disgust and she shook her head gently. Then she said, "It was just an organization formed by a group of dog legs to curry favor with Qin Hongwan. It was called the Poetry Society, which was actually a party for personal gain. However, as they recruited talents in recent years, they did form a considerable force. Among the disciples of the Holy Land True Qi Realm, they have a great influence!"

"It's true that it's related to Qin Hongwan..."

Meng Xuan's face darkened, revealing a hint of hatred.

"It seems that I don't need to remind you, you already know these people..."

Lin Binglian smiled and said, "The boy from the Giant Spirit Party Huashan whom you cut off is the person in the Red Mars Poetry Club. The Liangzi has already formed a group!"

"Ha, even if you don't have this beam, you will have other beams..."

Meng Xuanhun didn't care and said with a sneer.

"Mr. Meng has a grudge against Qin Hongwan?"

Lin Binglian couldn't help but ask curiously after hearing this.

"There is no grudge, but she is quite disliked..."

Meng Xuan found a random excuse. He did not express the hatred between him and Qin Hongwan, but said, "The Hongwan Poetry Club is really rampant, and even arranged all his hands into our Tianchi Immortal Gate..."

As he said that, he told Huo Qingzhan about it.

"oh?"

After hearing Meng Xuan say it in detail, Lin Binglian sighed and said, "It's not just Tianchi, but even our Ziwei Immortal Sect. There are such people, probably you don't know. The last time you saw the Crazy Eagle has joined the Red Horse Poetry Club. However, although they are hateful, they are still in a proper manner and have not done anything in a standard way. Therefore, the Immortal Sect still accommodates them!"

"Mad Eagle..."

Meng Xuan showed a sneer in his eyes and suddenly asked, "Is Senior Sister Lin familiar with this person?"

Lin Binglian smiled faintly and said, "I have been pestering me like a fly for ten years. What do you think?"

Meng Xuan was stunned and suddenly thought of a question. Since Mad Eagle was in love with Lin Binglian, how could he join the Red Mars Poetry Club?

From Lin Binglian's expression, it can be seen that she was very disgusted with the Red Mars Poetry Club.

"The last time I was in Qingquan Village, I scolded him. He was jealous. After he came back, he joined the Redmaru Poetry Club. I don't know if he wanted to disgust me or take revenge on me. Moreover, Huashan Tong, who was cut off by you in front of the Immortal Tower, was introduced by Kuang Yingzi, but for some reason, after Huashan Tong joined the Redmaru Poetry Club, the two quickly got into a roar..."

Lin Binglian explained lightly.

Meng Xuan originally wanted to ask, is it okay to kill the Crazy Eagle?

But then I thought about it and it was too terrible to ask this question.

After all, Lin Binglian is the eldest sister of the Ziwei Immortal Sect. If she asked her directly, she would not agree without reason, but if she had cut it off quietly, she would not blame herself for her as she looked at her disgust towards the Kuang Yingzi.

Lin Binglian was extremely intelligent, as if she saw Meng Xuan’s thoughts. With a smile, she changed the topic and said, “The Poetry Society and Literature Group were originally created by disciples of the Immortal Sect when they were depressed. It is not uncommon in the Immortal Sect. They occasionally gathered together to talk about poetry, calligraphy and painting to cultivate their temperament. They do not distinguish between teachers, but only seek each other in their temperament. It is also one of the traditions of the Holy Land of the East China Sea.”

"But this Red Pill Poetry Society is ambitious and has a strict level. It has already collected a large number of outstanding disciples of the Immortal Sect. The overall energy is quite strong. Although Junior Brother Meng has made great progress in his cultivation, he should be careful in daily life. Although those people are not afraid to do anything out of order due to the rules of the sect, they will not dare to do anything out of order, but no one can guess what they will do in private. Don't suffer their secret losses!"

"Thank you, Senior Sister Lin, remind me, Junior Brother knows!"

Meng Xuan nodded, and he sneered in his heart. The Red Pills Poetry Club is incompatible with him.

He is going to kill Qin Hongwan now, and he is still in danger of being able to do anything, but if this Red Wan Poetry Club gets into trouble with him...

You can make Zhaoyang free from heroes and the holy land without poetry!

"These come here just to see you. There are many obstacles on the road to cultivation, and you and I will support each other!"

After talking about the serious things, the two of them chatted about gossip. Meng Xuan talked about seeing Tu Jiaojiao in the underground Yin vein, but Lin Binglian was also a little surprised. In her eyes, when she destroyed Mount Radha, she didn't notice this little character at all. However, when she heard that she had resurrected from the dead and entered the mysterious bronze hall, she was also a little surprised and said she should be careful of this person.

After chatting for about an hour, Lin Binglian was about to say goodbye, but at this moment, a child from academy suddenly ran over.

"Wake up, I wake up, Brother God... Senior Brother, Sister Long'er wakes up, but she... She turns into a monster!"

After entering the Immortal Sect, Meng Xuan asked these children to call them their senior brothers, but they were not very comfortable.

However, when he heard his words, Meng Xuan was slightly surprised and hurriedly followed him into his bamboo house.

Lin Binglian heard the word "monster" and felt slightly curious and followed her in.

I saw Long'er sitting up on Meng Xuan's bed, rubbing his eyes and senior brother Songyou both looked at her with round eyes, which almost scared Long'er to tears. Fortunately, the other children in the academy were there, so they didn't cry.

"Brother God...there are monsters..."

When Long'er saw Meng Xuan coming in, she immediately started crying and pointed at the big golden eagle and shouted.

The big golden eagle was immediately unhappy and said, "You are more like a monster than me now..."

Meng Xuan kicked the big golden eagle out of the window and picked up Long'er from the bed.

"Hmm? It turns out that two horns were born..."

Meng Xuan was surprised. On Long'er's forehead, two small horns, as crystal clear as jade, had already grown, about one finger long, which looked very playful and cute. However, if you look at it from the perspective of ordinary people, it would look a little scary. No wonder other academy children would say that Long'er had turned into a monster. After closer inspection, they vaguely felt that Long'er had other changes.

After a closer look, she found that she had become more beautiful. Originally, Long'er was just an ordinary little girl. Although her face was a little delicate, she was just an ordinary mortal girl. She had not reached the point of harming the country and the people. However, at this time she could be compared with Aoki, but her facial features had not changed much, but some indescribable odor appeared on her.

"Huh? Junior Brother Meng, can I take a look at this little sister?"

Lin Binglian suddenly walked up, smiled at Long'er, and then asked Meng Xuan.

After getting Meng Xuan's approval, Lin Binglian put her hand on Long'er's little arm, as if she was testing something.

After a while, her face became more and more surprised, and she sighed softly: "Junior Brother Meng, where did you find such a good seedling?" (To be continued)
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