I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

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If a representative of the Tianjian sect is coming, everyone is surprised, but it can be accepted.

However, what everyone did not expect was that Tian Jianzong would be the Sovereign personally!

That is the super power of the road, the legendary strong, even thousands of miles come to participate in the grand ceremony of the establishment of this sect, so face is too full, right? !

Some swordsmen saw the white man in his face, and even began to tears.

For those who use swords, Liu Mingxuan of Tianjianzong is a god, a belief, and they are the realm of lifelong pursuit. There is no other reason, because Liu Mingxuan is the first person to use the sword in the world!

This title is not his self-styled, nor is it the Kyushu border, but the whole world recognized in the early days, one of the swords to reach the world's supernatural swordsman!

After Anlin’s short-lived loss, he was greeted by the responsibilities of the lord, and welcomed this super-exaling member with an amazing identity.

"You are the lord of the Forty-nine Immortals, An Lin?"

Liu Mingxuan with a smile, the edge is full of convergence, there is no slight shelf.

"It's me, I welcome the lord Liu Mingxuan to come to the ceremony, which really makes me shine." Anlin also said with a smile, the gentle uncle of this look is good.

Liu Mingxuan nodded, quite appreciative: "Sure enough, the hero is a teenager. In the younger generation of monks, you are the most dazzling one. Right... I don't know where the little girl is?"

Anlin had not reacted yet, and a light footstep came from behind.

"Hey, how come you?" Liu Qian's voice is completely out of the usual playfulness, clear and cold, like the snow lotus on the iceberg.

Liu Mingxuan gently smiled: "Imagine, of course, I am coming to see you. You see that after you graduate, you will not return to the sect. I want to see your current situation, so I am coming."

"If you are persuading me to go back, then forget it, I have decided to stay in the forty-nine sects." Liu Qian faintly whispered, but there was a firmness between the eyebrows.

"You stay here, there is no teacher to guide in the side, just relying on your own exploration, will bury your kendo talent! If you return to the sect, I will ensure that you can become the first swordsman to reach the virtual state in Kyushu, the future achievements I can't say it will be above me!"

Liu Mingxuan finally explained the meaning: "If you want to let the Sijiu Xianzong continue to develop, I can let Tian Jianzong's returning to the virtual sword fairy to stay here as the cabinet owner of the sword."

"You still don't know what I want until now?" Liu Qianyi raised his head, and a pair of smart purple eyes became a little bleak, and there was pain that was not understood.

"Oh, the illusion likes to be here, let her go, we must respect her thoughts." Liu Mingxuan, a palace dressing woman, persuaded.

Liu Qian stunned the palace to wear a beautiful woman: "Zhu Shan, I am talking to me, but I can't turn your glamorous goods to interrupt!"

Anlin was surprised to see that such a violent Liu Xuejie, he was the first time he saw it.

"Fantasy! Don't go too far!" Liu Mingxuan scolded.

"Ming Xuan, don't blame her, I am not doing it right..." Zhu Shan looked grievances, but pulled the sleeves of Liu Mingxuan and said in a whisper.

"If there is nothing, I will go to work first." Liu Qian said with a blank expression.

She really turned and was leaving.

At this time, she was forced to pull by Liu Mingxuan.

"Fantasy, I am here for you. I think you need to calm down, let's talk about it." Liu Mingxuan frowned, but his tone was very solemn.

At this time, the gate of the four nine sects.

Tang Ximen is standing at the gate and acts as a guard.

A representative of the Zongmen flew to him and asked him to check the invitation. Only after he nodded his permission, could he enter the territory of the Forty-nine Xianzong and participate in the founding ceremony of the Forty-nine Xianzong.

No way, the territory of the Forty-nine Xianzong is so big. If anyone of the three religions and nine streams is put in, it will not be mad. Therefore, Anlin set up a threshold, only allowed the middle sects who had the strong time to sit in the town, in order to receive the invitation at the Aoki royal family, and then participate in the establishment of the ceremony.

Even if the threshold is so high, there are still countless sects coming here.

One by one, the ancestral gates are endless, and the salted fish of Tang Xuechang can be exhausted.

Just then, there were two very special guests who appeared in front of him.

"Big brother, can we go in?" The girl's voice is sweet, her eyes are big, and she is very clear and bright, a pair of small face powder carved jade, even if the clothes are simple, still make people feel very cute.

Tang Ximen was a bit embarrassed, because what appeared in front of him turned out to be two mortals who had no undulations.

"Hey... do you have an invitation?" Although Tang Ximen felt strange, but it may also be the unique singularity of some sects? So he plans to do business routinely.

The little girl and the old lady looked at each other with a look and loss on their faces.

"Big brother, I, I don't have an invitation, can I go in?" The little girl looked at Don Ximen with some pray.

Tang Ximen is even more aggressive: "You have no invitations, how come you suddenly want to come here, you are mortals!"

Two mortals, a thousand miles, came here to celebrate the establishment of Zongmen with a group of high-ranking monks.

This is special... too strange!

Daddy spoke at this time: "We met a long nose and a cow. He told us that we have a fairy relationship with your lord, so let us come here. He also said that if your lord saw us, it would definitely Give us the fairy edge!"

This is interesting. Tang Ximen’s eyes are bright, and the soul of the gossip is burning: “Who is the one who tells you these words?”

One old and one small, shaking his head with a sigh of relief.

Tang Ximen: "..."

"Is Linlin your embarrassment?" Tang Ximen looked at the little girl and was curious again.

In his mind, he has already filled the dog blood soap opera of Anlin.

An old and a small face looked at Tang Ximen with a confused look.

Later, the little girl reacted and excited: "The original name of the lord is Anlin?"

Tang Ximen: "..."

In the forty-nine sects, prepare for the celebration of the dojo.

Anlin is still watching the emotional drama of Liu Qian's father and daughter, and can't find the gap in the mouth.

A five- or six-year-old boy is laughing and chasing a running butterfly. He even used some sort of simple acceleration method, but he ran too fast and hit a walking old man.

"boom!"

"噗通!"

As if a bone burst, the old man was directly hit.

"Hey!" Her body rolled down on the ground, licking her chest, her wrinkled face twisted into a chrysanthemum, shouting in pain, and blood flowing out of her mouth.

The boy was forced and looked at the situation in front of him.

"grandmother!"

The little girl screamed and immediately ran to the old man. She saw that the old man was seriously injured, and the corner of his mouth was still bleeding. He was so anxious to cry: "Hey... Grandma, how are you, don't scare me!"

"This... this is not my business!" The boy was somewhat relieved to relieve himself. He pointed to the old man who was seriously injured on the ground. He said loudly: "I blame the old man, I just didn't notice the road~www.wuxiaspot .com~ Gently hit, who knows that she is so shocked, it hurts! This is not my business!"

The little girl rushed to the boy, hysterically said: "My grandmother is going to die, you can save my grandmother!"

The boy was shocked and slammed against the girl.

The little girl's body was shaken by giant force, and the petite body rolled down the ground and wiped out several blood marks.

"So weak? No change is volatility, are you a mortal?" The boy reacted, but his eyes were a little more contemptuous. "Where mortals come here, they should be hit into this way!"

The **** the ground, some trembling, pain, grievance, anger, humiliation...

She glanced at her grandmother who couldn't even speak her words. The boy who was wrong was clearly wrong. Why, why did it become like this?

She picked up the stone on the side of the road and threw it to the boy! Shouted: "Is it great to cultivate the immortals?!"

The boy was stunned, or the stone that was suddenly flying was scared.

"presumptuous!"

A woman is drinking.

Zhu Shan suddenly appeared in front of the boy, a wave of his sleeves, the stone was instantly shattered, the horror energy still kept, and it was swept away toward the girl.

The girl was frightened, and the horrible power of the real thing made her feel like an ant, without the slightest resistance. This is the immortal? Is this a mortal?

Her eyes were red, and her petite body instinctively trembled, helplessly accepting the next cruel fate.

Just then, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

He is so awkward and so reliable.

The man also waved his sleeves and shook the horrible real element. He said in a low voice: "You are **** sick? Are you killing a girl who has not been repaired?!" Mobile users please read and read, better quality Reading experience.