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Chapter 220 Return to Qingxuan Sect

"I will set up a formation at the Thousand Poison Pond to prevent others from entering. The city lord can make an announcement about this. If anyone tries to break into the Thousand Poison Pond, they will bear the consequences at their own risk." Shi Chen said in a decisive tone with a firm expression and bright eyes, his hands folded across his chest.

"I will report everything Fellow Daoist Shi does here to the sect. As for what happens to the sect, it is not up to me. Fellow Daoist Shi, do you really want to do this?" Ling Feifei frowned, looking embarrassed, and spoke with a troubled voice.

Shi Chen felt a little annoyed. He didn't want to explain too much. After all, with his current strength, he didn't need to explain to anyone what he had done in the Thousand Poison Pond.

But looking at Ling Feifei's conflicted look, he felt that if he didn't persuade her a little, there might be more trouble in the future.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that he had done his best and took her to see the secret place just to put an end to her thoughts, but she was so tactless.

However, he also understood that within the territory of Qianjue Sect, their influence should not be underestimated. If he did not handle the relationship with them well, it would bring him many troubles.

Shi Chen's eyes grew deep. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "City Lord Ling, my actions are not directed against the Qian Jue Sect, but this Thousand Poison Pond has a special meaning to me.

I set up the formation just to protect some of the secrets.

I am not afraid if you report this to the sect, but I hope you can understand that I have no ill intentions.

If the Qianjue Sect can understand, we can live in peace. If they insist on being my enemy, I will not back down."

Shi Chen's tone was firm and resolute. He knew he had to make his position clear to Ling Feifei.

At the same time, he also hoped that Ling Feifei could look at this matter rationally and not be swayed by the pressure from the sect.

After all, in this world of cultivating immortals, strength is the bottom line, and he has enough confidence to deal with any challenge.

Without waiting for Ling Feifei to answer, Shi Chen continued, "Fellow Daoist Ling, the more you know about many things, the deeper you will fall into them. If you receive an opportunity, you must bear the consequences. You'd better take care of yourself." Shi Chen shook his head slightly, speaking earnestly.

After saying that, he turned around gracefully, waved his sleeves, and instantly disappeared in the mist.

"The Qingxuan Sect has increased the number of vacancies for disciple selection this time by 1,200. Even people from other sects' territories have come here. I wonder if I can be chosen and accepted into the sect this time." Huang Hefei frowned slightly and whispered to the young man in white clothes beside him. There was a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.

"Brother Huang was born into a noble family and will definitely be chosen by the Qingxuan Sect." The young man in white put away his fan, envy flashed in his eyes, he gripped the fan handle tightly in his hand, and leaned forward slightly.

"I'd like to ask Brother Tian for his good wishes. If I am selected, I will definitely help Brother Li get a place in the school." Huang Hefei patted his chest and said confidently.

"After the war with the sea monsters on Dayu Continent, the human race suffered a crushing defeat. Most of the cultivators and people on Dayu Continent who were able to escape fled to our Yuanling Continent." Li Wentian sighed, looking worried, and said with eyes full of sadness.

"The battle with the sea monsters caused heavy losses. All the major immortal sects are recruiting more disciples. This is also an opportunity for us with low-grade spiritual roots to enter the sect." Huang Hefei clenched his fists, his eyes firm, as if he saw the dawn of hope.

"If I fail here, I will try my hand at Qianjue Sect or Lingjian Sect, maybe I'll have a chance." Li Wentian frowned, a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, and bit his lips.

"Brother Li, don't be discouraged. Although your spiritual roots are mixed, you still have opportunities to practice. Be patient and look for more immortal sects." Huang Hefei patted Li Wentian on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"That's the only way. Who is the senior presiding officer selected by Qingxuan Sect this year? If he appreciates me, maybe..." Li Wentian looked at the cultivator sitting on the platform in front of the Qingxuan Sect's gate, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, full of expectation.

After a whole day, it was finally two people's turn. Huang Hefei stepped forward and stood in front of a Qingxuan Sect disciple who was in the late Qi Refining stage. He bowed slightly with a humble attitude.

"Wind, Wood, dual spiritual roots, low grade, can start as menial workers. Next!" The disciple of Qingxuan Sect who was checking spiritual roots reported loudly in a loud voice.

Li Wentian walked forward quickly and suddenly saw an immortal in blue and gray clothes sitting on the bow of a flying boat above his head. His hairband fluttered in the wind, looking extremely elegant. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth slightly.

"Brother Shi, you're back!" He Qingqing, who was sitting in the host seat, stood up quickly and shouted happily, with a bright smile on her face, like a blooming flower.

Shi Chen floated down to the ground, put away the flying boat, and looked at He Qingqing with a smile. At this time, she had reached the sixth level of foundation building.

"Qingqing, what's going on in front of the mountain gate? Why are there so many people?" Shi Chen asked in confusion, looking around with a frown on his face.

"These days are the days when the mountain gate is open and we are recruiting disciples." He Qingqing said, gesturing excitedly and dancing with joy.

"Why are there so many people?" Shi Chen asked with a frown, looking puzzled.

"After the defeat of Dayu Continent, all the major sects suffered heavy losses, and some small sects have even collapsed. The conditions for the sects to select disciples have changed. At this time every year, the sects open their gates to accept disciples, and the number is much greater than before. The requirements have been lowered, and anyone with spiritual roots of lower grade or above can enter the sect." He Qingqing explained, with a solemn expression and a heavy tone.

"So that's how it is! I'll enter the sect first. You can come to me if you have any problems." As he said that, Shi Chen casually took out a few bottles of elixirs used in the foundation-building stage and handed them to He Qingqing. His eyes were full of concern and gentleness.

"Thank you, Brother Shi!" He Qingqing's eyebrows danced with joy, but soon became tangled again. She bit her lip and said, "Brother Shi, my younger brother has been cultivating Qi for several years, but he still can't get the sect's foundation-building pill. I wonder if you can refine this pill?"

"Foundation Building Pill?" Shi Chen said, "When you complete the sect mission, bring the stone to me."

"Thank you, Brother Shi, you are the best, hehe!" He Qingqing said happily with a bright smile.

"Five elements mixed spiritual roots, very low grade, please go back. Next one!" The sect disciple who was testing the spiritual roots shouted with an expressionless face.

Shi Chen, who was about to enter the mountain gate, stopped and turned to look at the sect disciple who had just reported in. Next to him was a young man with a washed-out robe and a disheartened look, who was slowly walking down the mountain.

call out!

Shi Chen used a wind escape technique and instantly appeared in front of the young man. He asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Wentian," Li Wentian answered respectfully, lowering his head quickly, not daring to look directly at him.

"It's fate that we met me today. I can help you enter the sect. Are you willing?" Shi Chen said with a smile, his eyes gentle.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings." Li Wentian knelt down and bowed to Shi Chen, his face full of excitement and his body trembling slightly.

Shi Chen stepped aside and said, "Stand up. Whether you can become my disciple depends on your understanding. Follow me." Shi Chen said as he walked towards He Qingqing.

"Qingqing, it's up to you to arrange it. Like other new disciples, he can still stay in the sect after three years and can come to me. Only then will he be qualified to become my disciple." Shi Chen said seriously with a solemn expression.

"Brother Shi, do you want to accept a disciple? How about Shi Tou becoming your disciple?" He Qingqing said with anticipation and eager eyes.

"The martial arts I practice are not suitable for you, so forget about becoming my disciple. You go ahead and do your work." Shi Chen refused, waved his hand, turned around and left with a leisurely pace.

Only after Shi Chen entered the sect and disappeared inside the mountain gate did He Qingqing sit back in the host position.

She looked at the man in front of her, who was dressed in shabby clothes, imitating a scholar, holding a folding fan, pretending to be elegant.

He Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "I will follow Brother Shi's instructions and arrange for you to join the sect, starting as a menial servant. I hope that in three years you can pass his test and become Brother Shi's disciple."

"I will definitely practice hard and live up to the expectations of the immortal and the fairies." Li Wentian said firmly, his eyes full of excitement and his fists clenched.

"Wait aside. Today's disciple recruitment is over. Let's enter the mountain gate together." He Qingqing looked at the audience with a serious tone.

The Qingxuan Sect seemed unchanged, still adorned with verdant mountains and clear waters, and adorned with magical flowers and herbs. Ordinary disciples came and went, each performing their duties.

Flying all the way to the Office Hall, the person in charge politely helped Shi Chen to record his itinerary, and then amicably escorted him out of the Office Hall. After watching him go away, he wiped his sweat-free forehead and returned to the hall.

The head of the Office of the Imperial Household returned to the main hall, his heart still pounding. Shi Chen's aura and authority were so overwhelming that even a seasoned veteran of the sect felt terrified.

He secretly congratulated himself on his response and said that he had not been negligent at all.

He recalled Shi Chen's back as he left, and couldn't help but sigh that the person who might have been insignificant in the sect had now grown to such a level that even he had to be cautious in front of him.

It's a pity that such a person is feared by several elders of the sect. Alas! The sect has been plagued by such serious internal strife in recent years.

Send the message to the elders first, otherwise they will blame me again.

Since entering the sect's territory, Shi Chen took out the communication token and sent messages every day, but there was no response from Liang Ruyan and the other two.

In the Qingxuan Sect, among those who knew Liang Ruyan and the other two, Shi Chen only thought of one person, An Zaiquan.

If the three of them had come to Qingxuan Sect, they would probably have gone to find An Zaiquan or Lu Diqi.

I can only go find An Zaiquan first to see if there is any trace of the three of them.

After passing several mountains protected by formations, they found a red-nosed monk with his hands behind his back, eyes closed, and a smile on his face. He was standing at the foot of Qingxuan Peak with two Taoist children, blocking their way.

"How dare you Shi Chen! Seeing our master coming, you still don't bow?" The Taoist boy holding a half-foot-long medicine pestle on the left side of the red-nosed monk shouted loudly with a frown on his face.