After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Luo Huanzhen originally didn't plan to bring any disciples; she and Banlan alone would be enough.

Unexpectedly, as evening approached, a disciple came forward to volunteer, offering to go to the Moon Spirit Kingdom to exterminate the ghosts.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

Luo Zhen actually counted them and found that there were nearly thirty people.

Yes, most of them share the same characteristic: they are the same group of people she dismissed. The leader of them is naturally Wen Heng.

Besides wanting the young sect leader to give them a chance to prove themselves and their worth, they also spouted lofty principles, such as that everyone has a responsibility for the fate of the nation, and that cultivators should exorcise evil spirits and protect mortals...

If Luo really disagrees, then it won't make sense.

Moreover, she was also very interested in seeing what these people were really thinking.

If what they said in their petition was true, and they genuinely wanted to stay in the Xuantian Sect, then with Banlan and Xiaoqizi around, Luo could truly protect them.

If they are still causing trouble, then this campaign to exterminate ghosts in the Moon Spirit Kingdom is an opportunity for her to completely drive these people with ulterior motives out of the Xuan Tian Sect!

This can be seen as making an example of someone to warn the other disciples in the sect.

Of course, the former scenario is highly unlikely, and Luo Zhen really leans towards the latter.

Because the matter was quite urgent, Luo really didn't intend to delay for too long.

With a wave of her hand, she granted all of their requests.

The patriarch issued an order: depart the following day.

She couldn't wait.

Her little flag is already impatient!

……

The sun rises in the east, and auspicious purple clouds drift in from the east.

A large spirit ship reappeared, and Luo Huanzhen, Wen Heng, and more than thirty powerful disciples prepared to board.

Duan Qianchui came to see Luo Huanzhen off.

His old face was full of reluctance, yet he couldn't help but take out magical treasures from his own space to give to Luo Huanzhen.

Yun Yao is not here.

He was very worried that he wouldn't be able to take good care of his little apprentice, Luo Huanzhen.

Luo Huanzhen was decked out in a jade crown, a mask, boots with maximum defensive attributes, a small cloak, a belt, and armor... armed from head to toe, while her hands continued to receive gifts from Duan Qianchui. She was like a walking treasure trove.

It's so bright it could blind you.

The other Xuantian Sect disciples around them were extremely envious.

Especially those of Wen Heng and his group standing next to Luo Zhenhuan, being so close, could better sense the rich spiritual energy and high quality of the treasures on Luo Zhenhuan's body.

She was so jealous her eyes turned red.

Luo Huanzhen raised his cute little head: "That's enough, Master, that's enough."

Duan Qianchui felt it wasn't enough.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but ask, "How about I go with you?"

Luo Zhen knew that Duan Qianchui was worried about her, but she still refused. She tilted her head up and said with a cute expression, "Master Duan, don't worry, it's a small matter, Zhenzhen can handle it."

Luo Zhenhuan could clearly see Duan Qianchui's expression on the day Yun Yao ascended to heaven.

To say that I am not envious is a lie.

He also wanted to ascend to heaven.

Therefore, since I can handle this myself, there's no need to involve Duan Qianchui.

No need.

With Duan Qianchui reluctant to part, Luo Huanzhen led everyone away.

As soon as he boarded the spirit ship, Luo Zhenhuan removed all the defensive magical artifacts he was wearing and stored them in his own space.

Carrying this love on my body is too heavy; she would be heartbroken if I lost it. It's better to put it away.

The spirit ship sailed towards the Moon Spirit Kingdom and arrived at the palace of the Moon Spirit Kingdom's ruler after half a month.

When the spirit ship landed safely, Wen Heng got up and led his disciples off the ship.

He completely ignored Luo Huanzhen, who had short arms and legs.

Now that he has left the sect, he is about to begin his own plan and try to steal Luo Zhenhuan's thunder everywhere.

He positioned himself as the spokesperson for the Xuantian Sect.

The disciples listened to him and followed him in an orderly fashion.

Just as he climbed down from the chair, he saw that Luo Huanzhen, whose spirit ship was now empty, snorted and then quickly chased after him.

Outside the hearse, the chief eunuch had been waiting for a long time.

He first saw a large group of people coming down, the young man at the head of the group had a calm and agile gaze, and the disciples following behind him were all well-trained.

His clothes and appearance were also different from those of the people behind him.

One look at him and you know he has an extraordinary status.

So the head eunuch quickly stepped forward obsequiously, "Oh my, the immortals of the Xuantian Sect have arrived. You must be the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect! I never expected you to be so young; truly, heroes emerge from among the young!"

Hearing that the Xuantian Sect was taking the ghost tide problem in the Moon Spirit Kingdom very seriously, and that the leader of the team was the sect leader, he put himself in an exceptionally humble position.

Unfortunately, they in the mortal realm were unaware of the changes and secrets of the major sects in the cultivation world, and had no way of finding out information.

therefore.

The old eunuch mistook someone for someone else.

"I am the true sect leader."

A tender, adorable baby voice rang out from behind the crowd.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a little girl dressed in a small blue and white dress squeezed out from the back of the crowd.

The old eunuch was stunned, his expression a mixture of surprise and astonishment.

He looked at Wen Heng with an inquiring gaze: Is she the sect leader?

Wen Heng was secretly pleased. Being recognized as wrong by the old eunuch was enough to prove that he was better than Luo Zhen and that he was the one more suitable to be the sect leader.

"Yes, he is our sect's junior sect leader. Your Excellency has mistaken him for someone else, but it was all unintentional. Our sect leader will not be angry. Let's go to the palace to see the Emperor first."

When Wen Heng said these words, he had a polite and refined smile on his face, but he did not show any respect or awe for Luo Huanzhen.

He still stood at the very front of the crowd, shoulder to shoulder with Luo Zhenhuan.

Upon hearing this, the old eunuch nodded as if he understood.

This also happens in the mortal world; it's just that a young emperor ascends the throne and a regent holds power.

He understands.

The old eunuch smiled ingratiatingly at Wen Heng and gestured for him to come this way.

Wen Heng then led the group to the destination at a leisurely pace.

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Luo was speechless.

He's probably trying to undermine your authority as the sect leader of the Xuantian Sect.

Banlan suddenly spoke.

As a seasoned veteran in the realm of gods and demons, and an absolute ruler, Wen Heng's little schemes were laid bare before the Demon Emperor Banlan.

However, Luo Zhenhuan is young and innocent, and Banlan is worried that she will not understand Wen Heng's plan, so she takes the initiative to remind her.

Luo Huanzhen immediately understood.

However, isn't it a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut to crack a nut?

Normally, people don't need to interact with these ordinary people.

Luo really couldn't understand it.

However, she didn't want to think about it for the time being; giving the little flag was the most important thing.

She could already sense the resentment, ghostly energy, and demonic energy that filled the palace; these three auras were so distinct that they were indistinguishable from one another.

Luo Huanzhen then strolled leisurely through the palace with his hands behind his back.

The little flag on the top of her bag moved automatically even without wind.

Wherever it passed, the invisible aura of vengeful spirits was absorbed into its flag, transforming into colorful healing nourishment.

Just then, a voice rang out.