The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 810 The little Taoist who will enter the magic gate!

The grand gathering of the Xuantian Department has not yet begun.

In recent days, cultivators from all sides have been fighting openly and secretly, competing with each other, but there are quite a few.

But it was only this time that people were killed.

"After this time, it should be much more stable."

Song Xin'an said: "Before the event begins, I will take you to meet those like-minded friends."

Su Ting nodded, his immature face was full of stubbornness.

Song Xin'an was very satisfied, after all, this is his masterpiece.

Lead a young prodigy into the right path!
At such a young age, he has already become a yin god, such a talented and stunning person will definitely be extraordinary in the future!

At this moment, introducing such seedlings and growing them up is an extra pillar for the establishment of a free world!
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That night Song Xin'an summoned his fellow Taoists.

These fellow Taoists are almost all his old acquaintances.

It's just that they all have a common idea.

And they came to the capital not for the event, but for the young and outstanding people who participated in the event.

They have been trying their best to confuse the younger generation of practitioners, recognize their thoughts, recognize their ideas, support their aspirations, and thus join them and become them.

These days, these masters, relying on their outstanding cultivation among the younger generation, have also gathered a group of followers.

But these followers are not completely enchanted, so it is not easy to come here.

It can be said that the master in this house is the backbone of the magic in the capital... As for the practitioners who have just developed, they are at most just initially guided by them and have not yet become demons.

"You are Su Xinfeng?"

"Sure enough, he is a genius in the sky. He has such a way at a young age."

"At such a young age, he has profound morals and deeds. It can only be said that he is very talented, but he can recognize our ideas and join us. Everyone works together to create an unrestrained free world. He is a person with great understanding, which is extraordinary. .”

"Don't be restrained, we have a common idea, we are a family."

These masters are not alienated, on the contrary, they are very close, and they praise and praise a lot.

In the past, Su Ting, as a young Taoist priest in his teens, naturally seemed a little shy, a little embarrassed, and a little proud when he heard such praise.

But at this moment, he was harboring hatred, so he just lowered his head, pursed his mouth, and said nothing.

Song Xin'an winked.

Everyone agrees, so they keep silent.

In the presence, Song Xin'an was the most familiar with this little Taoist priest, so he had to let Song Xin'an guide him.

"Okay, since we're here, we're all our own people, so don't be so alienated."

Song Xin'an patted his head, with a bit of pampering, and said with concern: "I know you are in a bad mood, you can't avenge that girl, and you don't feel well... But we are all the same, for an unfettered world , for a new world where you can vent your anger and take revenge."

Su Ting raised his head, lowered it again, and said in a low voice, "I see."

Song Xin'an said: "We are all like-minded Taoist friends. Maybe you think that there are only a few of us, and you are like young people talking about dreams, but in fact, there are still masters above us."

Su Ting showed surprise, and said, "Is it the real Yangshen you mentioned?"

Song Xin'an laughed.

The surrounding masters also smiled.

"More than one?"

Song Xin'an said seriously: "Above us, there are many real people who are also committed to building a new world... Rumor has it that in the far north, there are immortals and gods who are also members of my generation."

He looked at Su Ting and said, "This is a feat that changes the world, breaking the useless rules of the world. Even the gods and gods are also committed to this idea."

He looked at Su Ting, and his tone was full of excitement, which made people feel more at ease.

As he thought, Su Ting seemed to have taken a reassurance and looked much better.

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In the far north, the generations of immortals and gods are also people in this way.

This probably refers to the Demon Sect in the Northern Territory.

Now Su Ting doesn't care about the Northern Demon Sect, what he cares about is the territory of Middle Earth.

The evil troubles in Middle-earth did not even know where their origins came from, and they developed out of nowhere and became quite large.

And Su Ting's criminal karma gradually increased a lot, just like when the "Six Gods Breaking Yuan Saber" was widely spread in the past, he realized that this matter was related to the evil plague in Middle Earth, so he quietly entered the world.

"Above this scholar, there are many real people, presumably they are the upper-level figures of the evil plague in Middle-earth."

Su Ting secretly said: "Follow the vines, find them, and cut off the evil troubles. Not only can I cut off the source of my crimes, but I can also gain merits and virtues."

As he was thinking like this, a look of longing appeared on his immature face.

Song Xin'an said with a smile: "You can rest assured, I will definitely win the leader in this event, and after the event is over, I will take you to meet the leader."

Su Ting raised his head suddenly, with a bit of stubbornness between his brows, he said crisply: "I won't participate in the event, I don't want to stay here, I want to meet the leader quickly, I want to create a world without scruples early, Kill that person early, to...give her...revenge..."

He lowered his head, his tone lowered a lot.

Song Xin'an frowned slightly and looked at the crowd.

The rest of the Venerable Master also frowned rather, but did not speak.

This little Taoist priest is impulsive and has a childish temper, needless to say.

It's just that it doesn't seem very good for them to refuse.

After all, this little Taoist priest is not an ordinary child, but an extremely outstanding seedling that they have only seen in their lives.

Song Xin'an glanced across the crowd, looking at each other.

In an instant, a consensus has been reached.

"it is good."

Song Xin'an said: "I still want to stay here, in order to get the leader of the grand event, in order to make me famous, so that people can better convince us... Let the hundred yuan fellow Taoist lead you back, he is a four-year-old Chongtian, I am not fully sure that I will be able to get the ranking in this grand event."

A young man next to him nodded and said with a smile: "At first I wanted to try my luck, relying on the Taoism of the fourth heaven, maybe I could be among the top [-], no matter... Since the little fellow Daoist is so persistent, I will take you back. .”

Only then did Su Ting respond, still lowering his head and clenching his small fists, apparently not forgetting that the girl was killed.

Song Xin'an and the others looked at each other and smiled.

"It's not too late, let's go tonight."

In Song Xin'an's words, since it has been decided to send the little Taoist priest back as soon as possible and not to go with them all, then this matter should be done sooner rather than later, for fear of changes.

"Fellow Baiyuan, I'm sorry to trouble you."

(End of this chapter)