Author: Unlucky Caffeine

...Now, Jian Baisan knows Hu Xinshan’s bargaining chips.

That is Ji Dingxiang.

The friend who had just entered the Taoist world and practiced with her, helped her practice the iron birch hand, and was in Dongxia Mountain where the meridians of the dantian were broken because of reminding her.

The birthday gift she wanted to give her - the hairpin, has not been given yet.

Calculate the time, Ji Dingxiang is about fifteen or sixteen years old now, and she is the best age for a... mortal.

And Hu Xinshan...

He chose to use her to threaten himself.

Just as they used her to threaten Jian Baisan to get a elixir for them.

Jian Baisan's heart irresistible.

Xue Huai'er threw down the letter in her hand and turned around and left.

While walking, he said, "By the way."

"What?"

"You'd better take your proud face for me. When the Egrets are in the Egrets, some of them will be able to deal with you."

After Xue Huai'er walked away, Jian Baisan touched his face and a moment of confusion surged in his heart: "Am I very proud?"

Ling Bao looked at Jian Baisan's face and didn't see any changes in expression at all, so he honestly said: "In fact, there is no change from usual."

Jian Baisan was relieved when he heard that he was not proud of himself.

"So who is the person she mentioned who can deal with me? I know very little about this sect."

Lingchuan: "I know this. Miss Xue has an informant. In order to avoid disturbing her, I am usually responsible for contacting her."

"They originally had little land and the sect was neither strong nor weak, but in recent years, they have risen rapidly."

"In just a few decades, they had annexed three or four sects, and were rich and occupied a large area of ​​land in the northwest of Chuyuanzhou."

"If you want to talk about the reason for the rise of this sect, it is a legendary disciple."

"It's also the person Ms. Xue just said."

"This man's surname is Yan and his name is Longtian."

Jian Baisan said: "The name sounds pretty good."

"Yes. There is another story about him."

It turns out that Yan Longtian is also a disciple of Tianling Root.

The strange thing is that his spiritual roots are not innate, but acquired.

Yan Longtian was born in the Egret Sect, and his father was one of the mortal servants.

The Bailu Sect stipulates that mortal servants over thirty-five years old will no longer be allowed to live in Xianshan and serve the monks.

The reason is also very simple: after the age of thirty-five, the appearance is getting older and the body is sick. Some monks with powerful abilities can smell the "dead breath" in their bodies.

It was a smell that belonged to the old mortals alone.

The monks believed that although the skin of the elderly mortals was still wrapped in organs, their internal organs had begun to gradually decay, which would emit such a smell.

Unlike monks' internal organs, they will only become stronger and more tough and younger under the repeated washing of spiritual energy.

Therefore, after the age of thirty-five, mortal servants are not allowed to continue living in Xianshan, so they can only go down the mountain to find another way out.

Yan Longtian's parents were twenty-five years old when they gave birth to this only son.

Less than a month later, Yan Longtian's mother was killed by a monk in the sect because of the "odor" on her body - milk smell.

Yan Longtian's father worked hard to bring Yan Longtian until he was ten years old, teaching him to be careful and waited for the age of thirty-five to take his children to the foot of the mountain and live a peaceful and peaceful life.

However, this child was born bold and reckless, and his father could not discipline him. In the end, he secretly found a way to slip in while his new disciple was testing his spiritual roots.

Yan's father was severely punished, but Yan Longtian did not die because he measured the two spiritual roots.

In this way, Yan Longtian embarked on the path of cultivation.

As his practice grew longer, his arbitrary personality attracted several followers, and of course, more of them were enemies.

In a mission, he and his followers were framed by the enemy in Kejian Realm and disappeared for nearly a hundred years.

When he appeared alone again, people discovered that he suddenly changed from a double spiritual root to a fire-type spiritual root.

Not only that, his style of dealing with things became even more crazy and bizarre.

After using thunder to deal with the person who had framed him, he didn't know what he said to the elders, but he actually exempted him from his punishment and gave him a nominal elder.

He did not let down this trust.

In just a few decades, the Egret Sect was in his hands and developed and expanded to an unprecedented level - at this time, he was just a peak in foundation building.

He held the power and wealth of almost most of the sects, and countless elders obeyed his orders.

With a command, thousands of people bowed their heads.

He once spent nearly ten thousand spirit stones in the blink of an eye just to smile at the beauty of the love sect. He also burned hundreds of monks to death overnight. When the morning light came, the corpses were burned everywhere.

Within thousands of miles of the surrounding area of ​​the Egret Sect, this person is famous and respected as "Xinglong Yanjun".

"I heard that he was busy with his business and was willing to participate in this disciple competition this time to make his lover in Zhongqing Sect happy..."

"The informant said that this time the four sects jointly organized, the Bailu Sect can find a way to persuade the elder of Zhongqing Sect to invite this giant, which has a lot to do with Yan Longtian's three-inch tongue."

Wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the beautiful knees.

In addition, he has a handsome face and generous appearance, and many young girls also regard him as their dream lovers.

It is precisely because of his romantic nature that people are flocking to him.

After Lingchuan finished speaking, he realized that he had been facing Jian Baisan, who wanted to win the championship, and he was really saying too much.

Looking up, Jian Baisan's eyebrows were twisting deeply, and his face seemed to be a little unfair.

When complimenting another monk to his master, he is not only arrogance, but also disrespectful.

Jian Baisan has a very good temper and Lingchuan almost forgot that she is a cultivator who is much better than her former master Xue Huaier.

My heart skipped a beat. Lingchuan was just about to apologize when he heard Jian Baisan frowning and asking, "Do you like him?"

Lingchuan said cautiously: "I have a good impression of this kind of strong man... but I can't say I like it."

Ling Bao, who was on the other side, blushed a little after listening to Jian Baisan's question and stopped talking.

Jian Baisan glanced at Lingbao strangely: "Where are you? Why are you blushing?"

Lingchuan: "...it may be a little frozen."

Jian Baisan felt the spring breeze for a while, but he didn't feel cold, but considering that he was a monk and felt different from a mortal, he didn't continue to ask.

"You have no other meaning to ask you this," said Jane Baisan. "You go back to the house to rest. This person, we will go to the Egret Sect at that time, so you must be careful."

"I think this Yan Longtian is very dangerous when you say that. If you are too proactive in getting close to such a monk, you may be involved in trouble."

Lingchuan, Lingbao bows: "Thank you for your advice."

Eleven days later, Jian Baisan sat on the flying spirit beast and saw this legendary character for the first time from afar.
Chapter completed!