"Pig trotters!"
The middle-aged woman was furious. She jumped up and roared,"Brat, do you know who I am? If my hand wasn't the hand that held a sword, then no one from any sect in the world would know how to use a sword!”
"Furen, calm down, calm down."
The middle-aged man pulled the middle-aged woman and advised,""Who are we? Why are you angry with this kind of person? It's not worth it to be angry and ruin your body. If word gets out, people will only laugh at us.”
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she thought to herself that her husband was right. This was Huashan Sect, not her own home. Hence, she suppressed her anger and could not be bothered to lower herself to Su Ming's level.
"Kunlun Sect? Are they from the Kunlun Sect?"
Su Ming fell silent for a moment before his gaze fell on them once again. He started scrutinizing them once more, as if he had thought of something.
At this moment, a Huashan disciple walked into the room.
"Greetings, Mr. He and Mrs. He.”
The Huashan disciple bowed respectfully and said respectfully,""My master has just instructed me to bring the two seniors to the cave at the back of the mountain. He specially instructed me to be polite and not to neglect the two seniors.”
Every word of this disciple was filled with respect and respect. Even a fool could tell that the middle-aged couple were big shots that he could not afford to offend. In comparison, when he spoke to Su Ming just now, his attitude had been very casual, and he had even been a little perfunctory.
"Mm, lead the way."
The middle-aged man nodded and stood up with a smile.
The middle-aged woman also stood up and prepared to go see the sect master of Mount Hua. She even turned her head around to cast a glance at Su Ming. When she saw that he was still waiting foolishly in the guest hall, her eyes were filled with a sense of superiority. Her gaze was no longer filled with contempt, but contempt.
"Seniors, please follow me. Please take care and be careful of the steps.”
The Huashan disciples left in front of them with respectful expressions, afraid that they would be rude. After all, the other party's status was too noble. He did not dare to be negligent.
"Stop!"
Su Ming suddenly walked over and pulled the Mount Hua disciple back."It's been so long since I sent out my letter of challenge. When will Xianyu Tong come to see me? How long do I have to wait?"
"A letter of challenge? What challenge?"
The Hua Mountain disciple was slightly stunned. He looked at Su Ming with a puzzled look, then he suddenly remembered something and immediately smiled.
"Ah, I remember now. You're the one who came to challenge me. I've already handed the letter of challenge to my master. As for when he'll see you, that's up to my master.”
He had clearly forgotten about Su Ming.
To them, Su Ming was just a nobody, which was why his matters were not important. It was normal for him to be forgotten.
"What is it? Eight to ten days!"
Su Ming instantly frowned. He pointed at the middle-aged couple and questioned the Mount Hua disciple,"Why can they see Xianyu Tong now, but I have to wait for eight to ten days?”
The Hua Mountain disciple smiled when he heard that and said to Su Ming,"He's the leader of the Kunlun Sect, how can you compare yourself to him?”
When he thought about how the sect master of Kun Lun Sect was still waiting by the side while he was talking to Su Ming, he did not say anything else. He quickly brought the sect master of Kun Lun Sect to meet Xianyu Tong.
"Bastard!"
When he saw that everyone had left, Su Ming's anger burned. The Huashan Sect looked down on people. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply rushed out and grabbed a random Huashan Sect disciple to pass a message to Xianyu Tong.
"Tell Xianyu Tong that this Su's patience is limited. I'll give him the time to brew a cup of tea. If he doesn't come out to see me, he'll be responsible for all the consequences!”
Once he finished speaking, he let go of the Hua Mountain disciple and let him deliver the message. Su Ming turned around and walked into the guest hall.
In truth, Su Ming could also tell that the couple was the sect master of Kun Lun, He Taichong, and Ban Shuxian. However, the attitude of Mount Hua Sect had really pissed Su Ming off.
Ten minutes, just ten minutes.
If Sect Master Xianyu Tong still did not appear after the time it took to brew a cup of tea, then Su Ming did not mind lifting his Flying Dragon Spear and teaching these snobs a lesson.
……
At this moment, in the forbidden area of Mount Hua.
This was an extremely spacious stone cave. The four walls were lit up by torches, illuminating the stone cave. In the middle of the stone cave, there were candles placed on the ground. The candles were the size of beans, forming a pattern of the Eight Trigrams.
An old man with white hair and a white beard was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Eight Trigrams Formation formed by candlelight. His eyes were closed, and a long sword was placed on his knees. The long sword looked strange and ancient, and his clothes were blowing without wind.
Weng weng weng weng!
As the white-haired old man's cultivation deepened, the surrounding air began to tremble violently.
A faint white true energy lingered around the old man's body, looking extremely mysterious.
However, this white-haired elder was not in the Xiantian realm, but only a half-step to the Xiantian realm. Therefore, this white true qi was still very fragile and could dissipate at any time.
"True Qi out of the body!" A middle-aged man stood outside the Eight Trigrams Formation, his face filled with shock.
The middle-aged man seemed to have stood there for a long time, but he didn't dare to disturb the white-haired elder's cultivation. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly. When he saw the white true qi surrounding the elder's body, his heart pounded wildly.
"Mixed Yuan Art…Mixed Yuan Qi…"
This middle-aged man was none other than the Huashan Sect's Sect Leader, Xianyu Tong.
Although Xianyu Tong was the sect leader of the Huashan Sect, his martial arts were not the best in Huashan, much less the sect leader of the Huashan Sect.
Sect Guardians and Sect Leaders were two different things.
The sect leader led the entire sect and managed all the disciples. The sect leader made all the decisions.
The sect guardian was the person with the highest cultivation in the sect. He was the strongest existence in the sect, but he might not be the sect leader. This kind of person was equivalent to a stabilizing needle. As long as this person was still alive, the other sects would not dare to act rashly. The sect could continue to pass on its legacy and glory.
"Hey!"
At this moment, the white-haired old man finished his cultivation and suddenly shouted,
There was a bronze bell hanging on the wall in the distance. The moment the old man shouted, he spat out a mouthful of zhenqi, which hit the bronze bell. With a loud sound, it was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. The bronze bell rang. It could be seen that his zhenqi was extremely powerful.
If this breath of zhenqi hit a person, the other party would definitely be seriously injured and vomit blood.
"Hmm, not bad."
The white-haired old man smiled in satisfaction when he heard the loud sound of the bronze bell.
This old man had a white beard and white hair, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and his Daoist name was Hunyuan Zi. He was Xianyu Tong's master and also the sect protector of the Huashan Sect.
"Master's Primordial Chaos Art is getting more and more powerful. I reckon that in a few years, he will be able to advance to the Connate Realm.”
Xianyu Tong said with a smile when he saw that his master had finished cultivating.
This rock cave was a forbidden area of Mount Hua. Hunyuanzi cultivated here all year round and hated being disturbed the most. Xianyu Tong had been waiting here for a long time, and now Hunyuanzi had finally finished his cultivation.
"Tell me, why are you here this time?”
The white-haired old man, Hun Yuanzi, slowly stood up and comfortably stretched his back as he asked Xianyu Tong.
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