Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

To know.

Zhao Xingfeng learned this from a disciple.

Disciples from several camps are preparing to join forces to target the two disciples named Yang in order to seize the opportunity.

But from beginning to end, the group of disciples led by Mo Jun did not show up.

Before Mo Jun and his group entered the trial ground, he had issued a death order that Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya must not be allowed to leave the trial ground alive.

It now seems that Mo Jun and his group may have encountered an accident.

A little weighing.

Zhao Xingfeng flew up on his sword and left the square covered in dust.

Not long after.

Shadows were everywhere on the teleportation array, and disciples continued to appear.

at this time.

Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya finally walked out of the teleportation array.

The two men looked a little solemn. When they left the trial site, they were worried that after returning to the inner sect of Qingyun Sect, disciples from other camps would target them.

Although both of them gained opportunities and inheritance in this trial site, their cultivation was not as good as some veteran disciples after all.

What's more, there are so many veteran disciples from different camps.

However, when the two saw Wang Zhu, they immediately smiled at each other.

"Senior Sister Wang."

Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya walked straight over and bowed to Wang Zhu.

Wang Zhu lost her previous coldness and nodded with a smile, "Congratulations, my two junior sisters."

A hint of cryptic meaning flashed across Yang Xiu's eyes, and he asked tentatively, "Senior Sister Wang, does your previous promise still count?"

Wang Zhu asked knowingly, "What promise?"

Yang Chuanya's pretty face turned cold. She turned her head and looked at Yang Xiu for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "Aunt, at this point, if we want to continue to stay in the inner sect, we can only choose to join a certain camp..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A graceful figure descended from the sky and appeared nearby.

For a moment, many strange looks were cast at him.

"What! It's actually Senior Sister Song, who's ranked fifth on the Qingyun Ranking!"

"I heard that Senior Sister Song has been away training for years. I didn't expect her to finally come back."

"That's right. Not to mention that Senior Sister Song has been training outside these years, even after returning to the sect, she rarely shows up in public."

"By the way, what exactly is the reason why Senior Sister Song showed up here today?"

"It seems that Senior Sister Song wants to recruit these two disciples named Yang."

"Senior Sister Song is able to come here in person, it seems that she values ​​these two disciples very much!"

"..."

Just as the disciples from various camps were discussing.

Song Qingyue, who was wearing a snow-white long dress, looked at Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya and nodded, "Not bad."

Yang Xiu'e frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "You are...?"

"Song Qingyue, what are you doing here?"

Wang Zhu's face turned cold, he stared at Song Qingyue and asked.

Both of them are disciples on the Qingyun List, Song Qingyue ranks fifth and she ranks sixth.

In order to occupy the fifth place, she challenged Song Qingyue many times.

However, although her immortal talent is not inferior to Song Qingyue's, Song Qingyue is a few years older than her.

Moreover, because she has the support of the Song family, a family of immortality, Song Qingyue has a special bloodline, which has caused her ranking to stagnate.

Judging from Song Qingyue's appearance, she obviously came here to win over Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya.

"Junior Sister Wang Zhu, there's no need to tell you what I'm here for, right?"

Song Qingyue glanced at Wang Zhu, then turned her head to face Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya, and said with a soft smile, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Song Qingyue, and I come from the Song family in Wangyue City."

"Of course, the purpose of my coming here is to hope that you and your niece can join our Song family. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that your father, your grandfather, Yang Xiaosheng, is now an honorary guest of our Song family."

"Father?"

"grandfather?"

Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya's expressions changed slightly at the same time.

They, aunt and niece, are where they are today thanks to the old man, otherwise they would probably be just ordinary people until today.

The fact that Yang Xiaosheng can serve as an honorary guest of the Song family means that Song Qingyue is trustworthy.

Yang Chuanya paused, frowned, and asked, "You can't expect me and my aunt to believe you just based on your one-sided statement, right?"

Song Qingyue smiled and said nothing more. With a thought, a jade slip engraved with special runes appeared in her hand.

She tapped lightly with her slender fingers, and the runes on the jade slip instantly lit up.

soon.

Yang Xiaosheng's voice sounded faintly.

"Xiu'er, Chuan Ya, I'm already an honorary guest of the Song family. Miss Song promised me that she would protect you in the inner gate of Qingyun Sect..."

After a few breaths.

As Yang Xiaosheng's voice gradually stopped, there was a click and the jade slip shattered instantly.

Song Qingyue shrugged and said, "This jade slip was made by Yang Keqing himself. I believe you should be able to sense his aura."

Yang Xiu nodded and said, "There is indeed my father's aura on it. We can trust you."

At this time.

Wang Zhu was obviously unable to sit still.

She was just joking with Yang Chuanya just now.

As a result, unexpectedly, Song Qingyue would show up here and want to poach Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya from her.

She curled her lips and said seriously, "If you two are willing to follow me, I can provide you with the best training environment and teach you many techniques and secrets that are not taught to others."

Song Qingyue's lips curled up into a smile, and she asked suspiciously, "Junior Sister Wang Zhu, is this still you?"

"If I remember correctly, you used to hate us, the aristocratic faction. It's been such a short time since we last met, why are you starting to establish your own faction?"

Wang Zhu said fearlessly, "Song Qingyue, stop making sarcastic remarks here. If it weren't for you youngsters from aristocratic families, why would the inner sect be so chaotic?"

"Yes, I want to establish my own faction. However, my faction is different from yours. My faction does not have your dog-eat-dog camp. I want to provide a faction where all disciples who do not want to be exploited by you can rise up, and restore a bright future for the inner sect."

Speaking of it.

Wang Zhu turned to look at Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya, and said earnestly, "Yang Xiu, Yang Chuanya, do you know why I helped you expel Zhao Xingfeng, and why I gave you protective magic tools when you entered the trial ground?"

"I just hope that you can join forces with me so that in the future we can provide a place for those disciples who don't want to join a certain faction and don't want to be exploited to practice."

"Of course, everyone has their own aspirations. If you are willing to leave with Song Qingyue, I won't force you."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyue smiled and shook her head, saying, "Junior Sister Wang Zhu, you are as naive as ever. To be honest, let alone a Foundation Establishment disciple like you, there are some things that even the Sect Master can only turn a blind eye to."

Wang Zhu smiled but said nothing.

"Senior Sister Wang, Chuan Ya and I..."

Just as Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya looked at each other and were about to give an answer.

A cold yet majestic voice suddenly exploded in the sky.

"Who are Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya?!"

Hear the words.

Everyone looked up.

I saw.

Zhao Xingfeng and his group of young disciples appeared in the sky with an old man in a black robe.

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