Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Chapter 113 How shameless

The female cultivator controlled the flying sword and landed in front of Ying Chan. She frowned and said:

"Friend Ying, I heard from Master about the situation here. Are you okay?"

"It's okay. By the way, what's the situation outside the city?" Ying Chan shook her head and asked.

"The Wang family's True Lord Guiyuan was injured. Fortunately, Master and the others arrived in time." Gu Qingcheng said, but her expression did not look very good.

"Fairy Gu, I didn't expect you were also in Wuwang City." Zhang Xinyuan walked out of Qingyun Sect and smiled when he stood in front of Gu Qingcheng.

Hearing Zhang Xinyuan's words, Gu Qing's eyebrows jumped greatly, and she pursed her lips, looking aloof and cold as if keeping people at a distance.

Luo San also lowered his presence at this time and stood with the injured male cultivator. He first looked at Ling Wanran, then at Gu Qingcheng, and then squinted his eyes and looked meaningfully at Zhang Xinyuan from Qingyun Sect.

The triangle is indeed the most stable structure. When seeing these three people appear, the atmosphere becomes different.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang!" Although Gu Qingcheng didn't like Zhang Xinyuan's behavior, she still nodded coldly as a greeting.

Zhang Xinyuan did not feel Gu Qingcheng's unenthusiastic attitude towards him at all, and said with great interest:

"When did Fairy Gu arrive in Wuwang City? I followed the fairy's sect here through the teleportation array, but I didn't see the fairy."

"It's been some time." Gu Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and said lightly.

"I see. I was thinking that if I went out of the city to fight the demons, I could team up with the fairies!"

When Gu Qingcheng heard this, her eyebrows twitched immediately, her expression became even colder, and she exuded a chill all over her body, obviously a little impatient.

"Fairy..." Zhang Xinyuan seemed to be unable to feel anything and wanted to invite Fairy Gu to join a team.

"This fellow Daoist from Qingyun Sect, Daoist Gu already has a fixed teammate."

Ying Chan also frowned upon hearing this. Just now this man acted as if they had a close relationship with Ling Wanran, so why did he have a completely different attitude towards Fellow Daoist Gu now?

Zhang Xinyuan was interrupted by Ying Chan, feeling a little unhappy, but he also recognized that she was the Saint of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Clan, so he suppressed his displeasure and said:

"How many teammates does Fairy Gu have? Can I join them?"

"Sorry, no." Ying Chan said coldly:

"Gu Daoyou and I have formed a team, and the benefits have been distributed. If you want to join, I can accept it if you help for free."

Zhang Xinyuan's face darkened when he heard Ying Chan say this, but when he saw Fairy Gu's indifferent expression, he gave up the idea:

"Since the two fairies have already formed a team, I will form another team with my fellow disciples from the sect."

If he wanted to help for free, he would not do so even if he had a good impression of Gu Qingcheng. He was invited to Wuwang City in order to make a name for himself. In the Donglin Secret Realm, Ling Wanran became famous in one battle. As the eldest brother of Qingyun Sect, how could he be willing to remain unknown?

As he spoke, Zhang Xinyuan looked at Ling Wanran, but before he could speak, Ling Wanran spoke first:

"I teamed up with Fellow Daoist Luo, and I'm still used to it."

The corners of Luo San's mouth, which were just rising, paused slightly. He blinked and saw three people looking at him.

Luo San: “…”

What a terrible feeling.

Seeing Ling Wanran blinking at him, he nodded in understanding: "Yes, we are the same. If this Taoist friend helps for free, he can join the team."

Zhang Xinyuan was a little annoyed. He didn't want to offend the saint of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Clan, but this friend of Junior Sister Ling, who was just a casual cultivator, was so arrogant.

Seeing that Luo Shan was dressed as a Dongyue monk, Zhang Xinyuan naturally regarded Luo Shan as a casual cultivator.

"You are just a casual cultivator, but you have such a beautiful idea. There are nearly a hundred brothers and sisters in my sect, why would they want to team up with you?"

Zhang Xinyuan spoke angrily, glancing at the monks of Qingyun Sect not far away while speaking.

Luo Shan had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at Zhang Xinyuan leisurely and chuckled twice: "That would be the best."

"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Ying." Gu Qingcheng didn't want to stay here any longer, so she turned to Ling Wanran and Luo San and said:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, Fairy Ling, Fellow Daoist Ying and I will take our leave now. When the matter with the demon clan is over, I will invite you two to visit Wuji Sect."

"Okay." Luo Shan nodded, and instead of looking at Zhang Xinyuan, he said to Ling Wanran, "I'm going back too. Do you want to go with me, Brother Ling?"

As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at Zhang Xinyuan and the people from Qingyun Sect, and silently lip-synced.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones."

Luo San said this with his back to Zhang Xinyuan and the cultivators from Qingyun Sect, so after he mouthed the words, only Ling Wanran understood.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is the reward offered by Qingyun Sect for her capture. Now that so many people have come from Qingyun Sect, I am afraid that after the matter with the demon clan is over, her situation will not be optimistic.

"Let's go." Ling Wanran was alert and wondered whether she should leave Wuwang City first. But when she thought about what would happen next in Wuwang City, she became hesitant.

“You can’t leave!” When Qingyun Sect’s Dizheng saw people trying to leave, he immediately blocked Luo Shan and Ling Wan’s way.

The injured monk not far away was trembling, wondering why he didn't tell fortune before going out today.

Looking at the nearly one hundred foundation-building cultivators, the injured male cultivator felt a tightness in his heart and unconsciously took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Luo Shan and the other man.

"You can leave, but she can't. She killed Junior Sister Zhou Yue, and she must give an explanation to Qingyun Sect!" The cultivators of Qingyun Sect were filled with indignation.

"This is Wuwang City. Outside the city, the human cultivators are fighting against the demons. They are so eager to attack me. Have you forgotten what happened to that Jindan cultivator just now?"

Ling Wanran reminded everyone that although the body of the Jindan cultivator had been taken away by the Wuji Sect disciples, the blood on the ground had not dried yet.

After saying this, the Jindan elder opposite looked at Ling Wanran with a sullen face:

"We are only arresting you, we won't kill you, so you'd better surrender."

The sect wants a living Ling Wanran!

"Blocking the way..." Luo Shan narrowed his eyes and looked at the Qingyun Sect disciples who were blocking the way in front of him. He summoned out the corpse puppet and directly controlled the corpse puppet to walk in the front. He forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and emitted a rune in the air, which he shot into the body of the corpse puppet.

"Anyone who stands in my way, take action immediately!"

"Corpse puppet? Are you a corpse puppet cultivator from Southern Xinjiang?" As soon as Luo Shan's corpse puppet was released, Zhang Xinyuan, who was not far away, widened his eyes and spoke in disbelief.

"What does it have to do with you?" Luo San asked directly and rudely. She didn't have any good feelings towards Zhang Xinyuan.

"Since you are a Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet Monk, why didn't you say it just now?" Zhang Xinyuan's face turned a little red. Thinking of his previous arrogant look, he suddenly felt ashamed and angry.

"How dare you? Do I need to tell you this?" Luo San waved his hand and sent out a stream of spiritual power. Seeing that the other party took a few steps back and easily avoided it, he was not annoyed.