Feng Jiu ignored him, but said to Xuanyuan Moze: "Let's go! This place is not very good."

Hearing this, the mouths of the people around twitched.This place is not so good?This is where the Immortal Sect is. How many cultivators squeezed their heads and wanted to enter the sect, but it was not so good?

"Hey, don't go!" Venerable Lingmu smiled and stopped: "Go to my place and sit on the top of my hill. No one dares to be disrespectful to you when you get to me, how about? Go?"

Feng Jiu looked at such a child who was only half of her waist saying such things, and felt very weird. Although she knew that the child was an old monster of several hundred years old, the visual impact still made her think it was just A child.

Therefore, she smiled: "Venerable Lingmu, right?"

"Not bad, you actually remember the title of the deity." He was obviously very happy, looking at Feng Jiu with a beaming smile.

"That's it. I didn't intend to go into someone's door, so I won't stay here for long. Moreover, I really don't have a good impression of you here." She said with a smile, but there was no trace in her eyes. Smile.

Hearing this, Venerable Lingmu knew that it was the acquiescence of a few fairy monarchs that had annoyed her, and he sighed inwardly.At that time, this little girl was only one step away from the Xuanguang Gate, but she didn't come over either. It was obvious that she was just a casual person.

It’s just to understand this that they just wanted to get it under the sect. But who knows, they just met the four major competitions when they got here today, and now it’s happening again. It seems that this person and the others It's hard to stay.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "If that's the case, let's do it! I won't force you."

Venerable Mei Yan next to see the situation, and said: "I don't want to force you, but Feng Jiu, my place is really good, you really don't think about it anymore?"

"Thank you Lord, no need." She shook her head and refused.

"Well then! In this case, I will send you down the mountain!" said Venerable Meiyan, just about to step forward when he heard a voice.

"Wait!"

A venerable stood up, walked forward with his hand in his hand, and said: "If the lord who hurt our sect left like this, wouldn't our Xianzong make people laugh!"

"Why? Every one of them still wants to stop us, so that we can't make it? What kind of Lord of the Immortal Sect are you really?" Feng Jiu's eyes were clear, and he looked at the person with a smile and walked forward. Middle-aged man.

"It's very simple. You have defeated a lord before. As long as you accept the challenge of the two of us and win us, then you can leave naturally if you want to leave. We will not stop it again, but, or lose ..."

His voice paused, his eyes fell on the two of them, and he said meaningfully: "If you lose, you two will have to worship us as teachers! Become disciples of our sect."

Upon hearing this, the Venerable Spirit Wood jumped up and said, "Oh, you are a sibling! You are trying to dig a corner! I can say that they are not willing to worship me as a teacher, you actually used such a shameful trick. Let them compare with the two of you old guys? You have a cheeky talk about yourself, how good are you this year?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who came with his hand holding his hand showed a touch of uncomfortableness on his face. He coughed lightly and said, "Lingmu, don't mess around."