The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

The few of them looked at each other, but still didn't dare to go in. They hesitated at the door for a long time without making a decision.

"It's a good thing to be cautious, but you can't be ungrateful. Qingyue should have told you about my presence in this room. Why are you so hesitant? Is this how Tanluo taught you?" The people in the room seemed to be getting impatient, and their tone was not very good, which made several people feel uncomfortable.

The words were rough but the truth was there. Hu Xingtong thought that Qingyue and this man both had extremely high cultivation levels. If they really wanted to do something to them, they would have done it long ago, and would not be like this now. Moreover, according to the system, the people in this room should have some relationship with his master or Fanyun Sect.

With this thought in mind, Hu Xingtong walked in first. Seeing Hu Xingtong walk in, the people behind him also followed with frowns.

When a few people walked in, they found that this house was just an ordinary room with a wooden bed, a futon, a desk, and a place for tea and snacks. It looked old but homey.

However, the house did not look like anyone lived in it. Everything seemed as if no one had lived there for many days. All the furnishings were covered with dust, and it looked empty and lonely.

"Senior?" Sun Ze spoke, carefully looking around the surroundings, trying to find the person who spoke.

However, that person seemed to be non-existent, and there was not even a trace of his presence in the air.

At this moment, Han Qianyu and Hu Xingtong, who were formation masters, keenly felt the spiritual energy hidden in the room. Although it was obscure, it was not non-existent.

Immediately, Hu Xingtong activated the scanning eye. Han Qianyu and Sun Ze also released their spiritual sense at the same time. Their spiritual sense and scanning eye swept across the room and sensed the hidden fluctuation under the cushion.

Sun Ze clasped his hands together and said apologetically, "I'm sorry." The next moment, a soft and long sword light hit the cushion. In an instant, green light spread and directly brought several people into a magnificent space.

"Not bad. Your sword power is soft and gentle, with a good balance between hardness and softness, calm and distant. Which way did you choose?" The man first praised, and then asked.

Sun Ze was pragmatic, thinking that the other party was quite powerful and could see his sword intent, so he had nothing to hide, so he said, "I am a Confucianist."

"That fits. Then which one are you, the other little girl?" The man did not show up, but his words clearly indicated that he was asking Hu Xingtong.

Hu Xingtong pursed his lips, feeling that this man was even more strange, but still answered his question: "Junior Guizhen."

The man just chuckled, and a somewhat illusory figure gradually condensed in front of everyone's eyes. Hu Xingtong only saw a man in snow-white clothes, with unruly black hair draped behind him, his eyebrows were gentle and deep, and his face was clear and handsome. He looked like an immortal who walked out of an ancient book, untainted by dust, and had an extraordinary aura all over his body.

His eyes gently swept across the crowd, finally settling on Hu Xingtong. At that moment, it was as if the whole world had stopped. His voice was low and magnetic, like a clear mountain spring, slowly flowing into Hu Xingtong's heart: "Your eyes are very special."

"Boom--" Hu Xingtong felt a roar exploding in her head. It was as if her secret was revealed. She was like a transparent person standing in front of that person, completely seen through. This made her very uneasy and she wanted to leave here immediately.

[Xingxing, he has no ill intentions, he can help you.] The system's voice sounded at this critical moment, barely stopping Hu Xingtong's steps from retreating.

It was just that Hu Xingtong's appearance just now happened to be noticed by Tan Yuruo, who was watching silently from the side. The latter's eyes darkened and no one knew what he was thinking.

"What is Tan Luo doing now?" the man turned his gaze to Sun Ze, who was in the lead, and asked.

Sun Ze saluted respectfully and replied, "My master is now the head of the Fanyun Sect."

"Not bad, and it lives up to my expectations." The man seemed to be pleased. Hu Xingtong clearly saw that his eyebrows curved, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. His expression was as if he was proud that his child had brought honor to him.

Wait, kid? This guy couldn't be Master's father, could he be a teacher? Or maybe some old love story?

The more Hu Xingtong thought about it, the more he felt like there was something to be gained. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he asked directly, "Excuse me, senior, who are you? My master is the number one in the current cultivation world. I wonder if you are an old friend of my master?"

It was unclear if it was an illusion, but after Hu Xingtong asked this question, the man clearly had a hint of amusement. Then everyone felt a strong pressure coming from above. The man spoke in a deep, mature voice, "Who am I? I am your master's master, your master's master."

There was another roar. At this moment, Hu Xingtong only felt that his head was buzzing violently. There were so many surprises every day.

[Hahaha, Xingxing got humiliated, right? He's on his knees when he meets the ancestor.] The system watched the fun without a care in the world, constantly yelling in Hu Xingtong's mind, acting like a complete villain.

Hu Xingtong was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he wanted to drag Chen Wu out and beat him up.

"Disciple greets Grandmaster." Sun Ze, who had come to his senses, took the lead in bowing. The man felt relieved after seeing this, and then he withdrew his pressure and patiently introduced himself, "I am the 1,128th generation disciple of the Fanyun Sect, your Grandmaster Si Xu."

Si Xu, Hu Xingtong seemed to have heard of this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.

[Hehe, Sixu, Tanluo's master, creator of the Welcoming Truth Sword Technique, once practiced the Return to Truth Dao and the Xingxing Ni Tong Dao. Later, while traveling, he accidentally realized the charm of nature and was impressed. He switched to the Natural Dao and was once above the Half-Step Divine Transformation level in this world.] The system returned to its old ways, recounting Sixu's battle achievements in Hu Xingtong's mind, making Hu Xingtong extremely depressed.

What? This old guy is just disrespectful. He should just introduce himself, but he has to release his pressure. It's a bit mean.

This is, isn't this the place where the Four Seasons Demon lives? Why is Si Xu here? Could it be...ah, isn't the Way of Nature related to the Four Seasons? And Qingyue looks so angry, could it be that this old man hurt the Three Seasons Demon?

Although he didn't know what Hu Xingtong was thinking, Si Xu was keenly aware of Hu Xingtong's suspicious and vigilant gaze. After watching the others stand up and stand obediently in front of him, Si Xu looked at Hu Xingtong, slowly walked forward, and asked her, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Hu Xingtong felt a little guilty, sensing the inquiring gazes of the people around him. He gritted his teeth and answered, "I'm just curious why Master isn't in the sect, but is here instead, with a square formation set up around him. Most importantly, Senior Qingyue said she'd come in and destroy this place once we leave."

Hu Xingtong finished speaking in one breath, raised his head and looked at Si Xu, unexpectedly seeing apology in those immortal-like eyes. Hu Xingtong tilted his head, his mind filled with thoughts, he always felt that he was about to get into trouble.

Si Xu looked at the little girl in front of him with bright eyes, who seemed to want to watch the fun. His eyes seemed to see something else through her long face. He sighed and sneered, "You are the five disciples in Tan Luo's destiny, right? You really have your own style, especially you. You entered the game but don't want to be a part of it. You are stubborn and out of tune. You are also interesting."

As he spoke, Si Xu brought a tea tray from somewhere and placed it in front of everyone. He casually sat down at the main seat and said, "Everyone, please sit down. I will tell you my story. Remember to record it with the photo stone and show it to your master when you get back."