I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

In the next few days, the popularity of Qingxu City reached its peak again. Not only did the 180 sect forces participating in the elder seat election arrive one after another, but also many monks who liked to watch the excitement came one after another.

For the vast majority of monks, the Kunlun outer sect is already a superior existence, and the election of the elders of the outer sect is naturally a grand event not to be missed.

In particular, the monk army with the Kunlun outer sect as the main force just wiped out the other four religions of the five Taoist sects except Taiyi not long ago. vertex.

When Han Xu and Su Changqing arrived outside the city gate, there were already many people waiting to enter the city. It was because there were too many people in the city, so Qingxu Sect specially arranged disciples to maintain order outside the city gate. .

Su Changqing looked a little dazed, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

Indeed, he couldn't figure out why they hadn't even encountered a monster when they walked all the way from the wild. He knew that there were powerful monsters in several places they passed, but they didn't see any of them. , I haven't even smelled the breath of monsters.

There is another thing that puzzled him. In the past few nights, it was originally a moonless night, and they were resting in an open place, but suddenly thick fog rose around them, and the fog came very suddenly. It completely violates the common sense of nature, and what is even more surprising is that the fog cannot penetrate even the consciousness.

Just when Su Changqing thought he had encountered the enemy, he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, it was already the next morning. In his memory at that time, he was just asleep, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became , He has not slept for many years, why did he suddenly fall asleep.

Or what happened that night that he didn't know about. He knew that there were many clever illusions that could tamper with memories, but the people who walked with him had nothing unusual, so he didn't dare to ask.

Fortunately, since the fog incident, no other strange things happened, and they arrived in Qingxu City safely.

In fact, Su Changqing guessed it right, he was indeed hit by an illusion in that fog incident.

That night, several masters sent by the Zhuo family to investigate Han Xu quietly appeared nearby. Of course, how could they escape the perception of Han Xu and the demon kings and generals? It has already been exposed to everyone's consciousness.

Accompanied by Han Xu was a demon general named Mirage, who was best at creating illusions. He created the fog that night, allowing those masters of the Zhuo family to experience a thrilling story in the illusion. Su Changqing just Some memories were randomly implanted.

Seeing the crowds of people outside the city gate, Han Xu glanced at Su Changqing, who was in a daze, and quietly gave him a little power of true energy to cheer him up.

"Patriarch Su, Qingxu City is here, do you think we are just queuing here? Or do you have any other way to speed up the process?" Han Xu asked.

"This, I'm sorry, I'll take care of it." Su Changqing knew that he had lost his composure, and he was a little embarrassed. In fact, he was just confused and couldn't figure it out. No matter what happened on the way, if Han Xu and the others were harmful to others, Su Changqing would never have survived. Here, so he still believes that Han Xu is his destined nobleman.

As for whether Han Xu was hiding any secrets, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't want to know.

As long as the Su family can be saved from the fire and water, other things are not important at all.

Su Changqing took out a jade slip to send a message, and soon, two monks in white and blue robes came to them.

"Senior Su, I'm a disciple of the Qingxu Sect. Please wait for me to enter the city." One person said, only maintaining the most basic politeness in his words, and had no extra respect for Su Changqing, the Patriarch of the Su family.

Sure enough, wherever you go, it depends on your strength. The declining Su family is nothing in the eyes of the number one teacher in the outer sect of Kunlun.

Under the leadership of the two disciples of the Qingxu Sect, the crowd used their body skills to jump over the crowds and directly enter the Qingxu City, and arrived at the residence that the Qingxu Sect had arranged for them in advance.

However, this residence looks a little bit shabby. The place was specially opened by the Qingxu Sect to accommodate the various forces. Many pavilions and pavilions were built on a hill with a radius of ten miles. A force temporarily resides.

In the best location on the top of the mountain, nearly 20 independent courtyards have been built, keeping a sufficient safe distance from each other. Of course, these courtyards are provided for the top ranked forces to live in, for example, the Zhuo family is arranged here.

As for the people of the Su family, they can only live at the foot of the mountain. Although there are independent rooms, the rooms are close to each other, the space inside the room is also small, and the aura is far less than the top and the mountainside. The slums in memory are not much different.

Su Changqing took the two pieces of jade slips with the house number allotted to him, and said to the disciples of the Qingxu Sect in front of him: "Little brother, look at how many people we have here, how can two rooms be enough?"

The little disciple cast a glance at Su Changqing, and said: "The room is very tense. The higher-ups have ordered that your Su family only have two rooms. Senior Su, please overcome it yourself."

After speaking, he turned around and left, muttering as he walked: "There are so many people here in the Su family, isn't it really embarrassing?"

Su Changqing sighed, although he wished to slap that arrogant disciple to death~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but this is the territory of Qingxu Sect, he can't be presumptuous.

"Mr. Du, I'm really sorry..." Su Changqing turned his head and said to Han Xu, before he finished speaking, Han Xu said, "It's okay, the environment here is much better than my thatched cottage."

"Go and live outside by yourself." Han Xu said to Qilin and Quanyin, "Quin, don't cause trouble after you go out, and follow Qilin's orders."

Quan Yinzheng put away his excited expression in an instant, bowed his head respectfully and said yes.

Han Xu gave some instructions to Qilin's sound transmission, Qilin nodded, and then left with all the strong monsters. Originally, he wanted to stay here to serve, but Han Xu refused.

After all, to implement the previous plan, their manpower is not very abundant.

So, in the two rooms, Han Xu and Su Changqing lived in each other. After Han Xu closed the door, even though Su Changqing had thousands of questions in his heart, it was not easy to bother him.

Han Xu was lying on a simple bed, seemingly sleeping, but actually he was flipping through the system interface, silently counting each name, comparing and confirming with the information Qilin had collected before, especially the few people who needed attention , Han Xu focused on memorizing it.

With his current state, his mental power is naturally extremely strong, and he has long been able to achieve his photographic memory. It is not difficult for him to remember hundreds of names.

If he could have such a memory in his previous life, he should be an invincible scholar no matter what.

When he was about to turn the page, a name suddenly caught Han Xu's attention.

Xia Chuanmo, the young disciple of Huangfu Xuanyan.

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