This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

"Alas, it is truly pitiful and lamentable that a sect that has been sealed for thousands of years for the sake of the human race in the Eastern Region has ended up like this..."

The young man in the lead shook his head silently.

A trace of melancholy and regret flashed across his handsome face. His brocade clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked very worried.

"Uncle Wang, pass the order down."

Stand with your hands behind your back.

The young man took a deep breath and said thoughtfully, "Let our people be as polite as possible and avoid conflicts with the disciples of Junzitang."

There was a pause.

Glancing at the devastated mountain gate, the young man sighed, "Although they made mistakes, judging by the extent of the damage to the mountain gate, they must have endured an unimaginably fierce battle. At least they didn't flee in disarray, which shows they have some character."

Hear the words.

Wang Bo, standing by, nodded repeatedly and echoed, "Third Young Master, you have good eyesight. I heard from the Eastern Region Immortal Envoy that the hundreds of disciples of this 'Junzi Hall' all died in the battle to prevent the demon tribe from escaping. The sect leader and elders all died, and there are only a few elite disciples left. Unfortunately, they were too weak to rebuild the seal in the end. It's really sad..."

"Especially the only surviving senior brother. It's said that he's not only a decent person, but also quite filial. He even managed to resist the pressure and gain three days from the immortal envoy to take care of the funeral arrangements for the elders and fellow disciples who died in the battle."

shook his head.

Uncle Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Even the Immortal Envoy was quite moved by this and praised him as a remarkable person."

As soon as these words came out.

The monks behind the young man couldn't help but look at the dilapidated forest in front of them again, and they felt a bit more inexplicable admiration in their hearts.

"interesting."

Smile.

The young man stared at the crumbling sect archway with a sharp gaze and said thoughtfully, "This senior brother, I'd like to see for myself whether he is really as special as the rumors say."

Everyone was chatting.

A flash of golden light suddenly appeared from the mountain gate.

"I am sorry for not welcoming you so far. I am sorry for not welcoming you so far!"

He jumped down from the escaping light with Shen Tu Yu.

Zhang Xianling was wearing a dirty nightgown, his body covered with filth and dirt, and the most exaggerated thing was that he was barefoot with a pair of smelly feet.

At first glance.

He looked like a cynical beggar in the street, which was very different from the righteous and majestic image that one had imagined.

"My name is Zhang Xianling..."

Cup your hands together and bow.

Zhang Xianling smiled and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Welcome all the distinguished guests to the 'Junzi Hall'!"

In an instant——

Everyone stood there in a daze, feeling dazed for a moment.

Startled slightly.

The young man who was in the lead was obviously a little stunned. After a brief moment of daze, he immediately took a step forward.

"Third Young Master..."

Uncle Wang, who was standing by, wanted to stop him, but was forced back by the young man's gaze. He swallowed his words of advice halfway through.

"I suppose you are the eldest brother of the 'Junzitang' that is rumored?"

Smile.

The young man returned the greeting with a fist clasp, not arrogant or impatient, and said politely, "My name is Nangong Yan, and I'm here to pick you up on my father's orders. Nice to meet you, Brother Zhang!"

"cough......"

He coughed lightly.

Uncle Wang, standing by, expressionless, quickly added, "My young master is of noble status, the legitimate son of the Nangong family. Having him personally escort you to Lingyun Peak is a great honor to your 'Junzi Hall'."

Hear the words.

Zhang Xianling raised his eyebrows and quickly looked at Nangong Yan in front of him.

He is well-mannered and handsome.

At least on the surface, they don't have the arrogance and arrogance of aristocratic families at all, but instead appear to be very kind.

But this is just a performance after all.

Zhang Xianling has lived two lives as a human being and knows the dangers of the world. He understands the principle that one can only know a person's face but not his heart.

“It turned out to be Master Yan!”

Calm on the surface.

Zhang Xianling suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Nangong Yan's hands.

"My fellow apprentices and I have been waiting here for a long time, looking forward to it day and night, and finally your Nangong family has arrived!"

The palms were already covered with mud and dust.

Zhang Xianling rubbed it desperately, and suddenly all the stuff was rubbed on the back of Nangong Yan's white hand, which made everyone stunned.

Look at Nangong Yan’s expression and reaction again.

The corners of his mouth stopped twitching, and he felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

But he was too embarrassed to break free and could only passively let Zhang Xianling manipulate him.

"Oops, I'm sorry for being rude!"

grin.

Pretending to be suddenly enlightened, Zhang Xianling quickly let go of his hands.

"For the past three days, I have been digging for the remains of our elders in the ruins with my surviving fellow disciples. Time was really tight, and I had no time to bathe or change clothes. I am indeed a bit sloppy. Master Yan, please don't blame me..."

talking.

I don’t know if it’s intentional or not.

In front of everyone, Zhang Xianling actually wiped the filth onto Nangong Yan's brocade clothes with his backhand. His movements were so skillful, as if it was a matter of course.

"Be bold!"

See this.

The guards behind Nangong Yan were immediately enraged. They surrounded him with their eyes wide open, and their aura suddenly surged up without any reservation.

In their view.

Zhang Xianling and the "Junzitang" he represents are nothing more than prisoners with crimes on their shoulders.

Such unreliable behavior in front of others is obviously an intentional provocation to the Nangong family!

"No rudeness!"

It's unexpected.

Nangong Yan glared at the guards who rushed over and shouted in a deep voice, "Who allowed you to come so rashly forward? All of you, retreat!"

With one order——

The guards around him stood there in a daze, looking at each other, and had no choice but to obey the order respectfully.

"Brother Zhang, please don't mind."

Smile.

Nangong Yan sighed softly and said helplessly: "My brothers are all quite straightforward, and coupled with our duties, we are a little irritable. Don't take it to heart."

Slightly stunned.

Zhang Xianling didn't expect that this guy, as a descendant of a cultivation family, would be so approachable.

Originally, he wanted to test Nangong Yan's character and depth, but now it seems that the other party is a ruthless character with stable emotions and considerable tolerance.

He does not have the bad habit of being arrogant and condescending like the younger generation of big families.

"No, how could I..."

"I have heard of Brother Zhang's deeds a long time ago."

Zhang Xianling was about to continue to say a few polite words, but was suddenly interrupted by Nangong Yan.

"The sect fell apart overnight, and all the elders passed away. Brother Zhang is the only one left to support this dilapidated sect. I imagine it must be very difficult, right?"

I go!

No way... this is not the right song...

Is he the caring brother in the windmill?!

Zhang Xianling raised his eyebrows and was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Especially when I saw the other person's extremely sincere expression, I felt a little guilty for the first time.

What if Nangong Yan knew.

The culprit behind all this was actually Zhang Xianling.

God knows, this guy will feel his worldview destroyed and immediately slap himself a few times...