The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

What the two of them didn't notice was that in the coffin without the soul-nourishing stone, the man who was possessed by Yin and Yang was twitching his mouth, thinking in his mind how to take revenge on these two little guys who didn't know how to respect their elders.

Here, the two people who didn't get a response gave up and started searching around together.

Hu Xingtong found some materials here and there, but she couldn't connect them together. While searching, she kept thinking of the missing person, so she started chatting with Chen Wu.

"Xiao Wuzi, you said that the Fanyun Sect has been passed down for 1,131 generations. Are they acquainted with the Tianhun Sect? If I tell them that I'm a disciple of the Fanyun Sect, will that person hurt me?"

I looked up the files of this world, and they say that from the very beginning, both the immortal and demonic paths on this continent were orthodox cultivation traditions. The demonic path originally had two factions: the royal family, who were born with demonic energy, and the mortals, who needed to cultivate demonic energy. The immortal sect had four sects and four schools, including the current two sects and four schools, as well as the Tianhun Sect and the Yinchan Sect.

[So it seems that the Tianhun Sect and the Fanyun Sect are also acquainted with each other.]

"Then why did the Zen Sect and the Heavenly Soul Sect commit suicide and move away from the Eastern Region?"

There are no records. Records indicate that this era was the heyday of both the immortal and demonic paths. Your master's master lived during that era. At that time, the immortal and demonic paths merely practiced different methods, and they interacted harmoniously like a family. The demonic path was merely considered a different path. When the Tianhun Sect was annihilated, the Zen Sect, for unknown reasons, moved out of the Eastern Region and established itself on the border of the Eastern and Western Regions.

Because the Yin Chan Sect has always maintained a neutral stance, it holds a different status in the eyes of the immortal sects and the demonic realms. To what extent is this different? Look at this year's Grand Competition, where the Yin Chan Sect is allowed to participate. Similarly, they will also be invited to the Demonic Realm's grand event. Therefore, the Yin Chan Sect serves as a medium for communication between the Eastern and Western Realms.

"Then was the incident between my master and Zuo Ying the trigger for the change in the status of both immortals and demons?"

[Not only that, back in Sixu's time, the immortals and demons began to have differences. This was because the demons valued freedom and freedom of movement, while the immortals valued institutions. This led to differences. Later, Sixu and Zuo Ying, as the foremost figures in the immortals and demons, respectively, encountered problems. After Sixu disappeared and Zuo Ying was seriously injured, people speculated that the two had fought. Since Sixu had been missing and his whereabouts unknown, some speculated that he had been defeated and died.]

[About a few decades later, Tan Luo became the foremost of the immortal sect. One day, he entered the demonic land alone, sword in hand, and cut off one of Zuo Ying's arms and legs. This marked the beginning of a feud between the immortal sects and the demonic sects. The immortal sects believed that the demonic sects were all evil cultivators, taking human lives with them. The demonic sects, on the other hand, believed that the immortal sects were arrogant and looked down on others. Thus, the two sects became divided, each looking down on the other.]

"Tsk, wherever there are people, there have always been disputes!"

【Stars, there are people behind you! 】

Upon hearing this, Hu Xingtong was about to draw his sword when the system quickly added, "Don't attack yet. The opponent's cultivation is higher than yours, you can't defeat him. Besides, he doesn't have any ill intentions. He's just standing behind you... Hmm... It looks like he wants to scare you..."

"Ah, scaring us will probably only scare that coward Sinan." Hu Xingtong joked in her heart while also lowering her guard. She was looking forward to seeing Sinan being scared.

After a while, the man behind him didn't move. Just when Hu Xingtong thought he was about to leave, he stretched out a hand towards Sinan. At the same time, a sinister and eerie voice came from behind them: "Hehehe——" (Just imagine that kind of terrifying laughter, I can't type the interjection.)

“Ah! Hu Xingtong Hu Xingtong Hu Xingtong!”

At this time, Hu Xingtong stood aside, looking at Si Nan who was jumping up and down, and was speechless.

At this time, Si Nan obviously did not notice the source of the sound. He just saw the pale and colorless hand on his shoulder and felt a hint of coldness. He jumped up and down in fear, leaving the person who scared him and Hu Xingtong speechless.

"You are a Buddhist who helps the dead souls to be reincarnated every day, and you are afraid of ghosts?" Hu Xingtong looked at him with his arms folded, obviously surprised by this reaction, but there was more of a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Si Nan came back to his senses when he heard the voice. He looked at the man standing in front of him and Hu Xingtong, who was watching the show with his arms folded. Then he realized that the man had done it on purpose. Judging from his figure and clothes, he must have crawled out of the coffin. His cultivation was not low, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He moved his body to hide behind Hu Xingtong, muttering in a low voice to retort, "I have been living in the temple all my life. I have never seen things like ghosts. I have never dared to see such things since I was a child. Naturally, I am afraid."

He didn't call himself "little monk" anymore. He mumbled like a child. Hu Xingtong suddenly became curious about how old he was.

"How old are you?"

"More than twenty-one..."

Tsk, he is really a child. In modern society, at this age, he would be a college student with clear eyes. It is not surprising.

But now is not the time to worry about children's mentality.

Hu Xingtong raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her. The man noticed her gaze and his face, which was originally secretly happy, suddenly changed. His expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

Hu Xingtong stood up straight, respectfully bowed to the other party as a junior, and said respectfully: "Junior Hu Xingtong, the 1,131st generation disciple of Fanyun Sect, greets the senior!"

The voice was resounding and clearly showed respect.

The man was very pleased with this behavior and put on airs: "Hmm... this kid from the Fanyun Sect, is he a main branch or a side branch?"

Main vein and side branches, isn't this something that only families have?

Hu Xingtong raised his eyes, but didn't react. He could only bite the bullet and answer: "My master's grandfather is Si Xu, and my master is the current head of the sect, so he should be considered the main line..."

"Oh, it's already the time when Si Xu took that brat as his master, so how old must I be..." The man seemed to be stroking his beard, reminiscing.

Hu Xingtong also noticed the familiarity in his tone and quickly patted Sinan while he was thinking. Sinan then realized and bowed, "Disciple, no... I am Sinan from the Zen sect."

Look at the child, he is so scared that he can't speak. He even attacked his disciple with his poor speaking ability...

The man listened to the voice, watched Sinan salute, and then smiled. He said sneerfully without any airs, "You are the only one who belongs to the Zen sect. Judging from your eyes, you are a modern Buddhist disciple. It's obvious that you have been too well protected since childhood. Monks are afraid of ghosts, so you are really timid."

Sinan listened and could only touch his smooth big head awkwardly, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.

The person asking the questions was more easygoing. Seeing the two men's serious expressions, he said, "Still checking the files? Don't worry, let's find a place to sit down and have some tea. I'll stretch my muscles and tell you a story."

Seeing that the other party was interested, Hu Xingtong naturally would not spoil the fun, but he had to report his safety to Tan Yunuo and the others outside. So he handed over the jade slip in front of the two of them, told Tan Yunuo their current situation, and then pulled Si Nan to follow the man.

"Okay, I'll take you to taste some good tea from three hundred years ago. Don't be polite, I'm from the same faction as you. Also, my last name is Mu, so you can call me whatever you want."