You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 367 The limelight remains

Walking in the woods, it is still so quiet. It is midsummer, the cicadas are chirping, and the sounds of birds and insects are resounding.

Changqing couldn't help but hum a tune and walked with big strides.

Before arriving at the main pavilion of Luozhu Peak, there were quite a few disciples, and the stall selling green bulls was still very busy.

At a glance, many of them had the strength of Yanluo Realm, and there were even a few disciples in Pihai Realm, which was something the Yuling Sect had never dared to think about before.

Changqing was relieved to see the sect had been renovated. The spiritual crystals he had earned were not in vain, as the effect was so obvious.

In the moment Changqing appeared, many people turned their eyes to Changqing with strange expressions.

Chang Qing touched his face. He wasn't wearing a mask either? What was going on?

Then, bits and pieces of words came into my ears.

"Rogue~"

Many female disciples were muttering secretly, but their eyes were staring at Chang Qing, showing admiration.

"Look at that guy, is he confused in his sleep?"

"You're going out in your underwear?"

"Streaking is my dream. This guy is still too conservative!"

Chang Qing reacted and looked at the lining on his body. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't want to do that, but his clothes were taken away by someone. He was left with this one~

More and more people around turned their eyes to Changqing, which made Changqing feel a little awkward, but suddenly he felt a sense of evil.

He greeted everyone who looked at him without any shame, as if he were a star.

"Is this guy's brain not very good?"

"This person looks familiar. He has reached the Tuojing realm. Do you know who he is?"

"This is really shameless."

"Invincible~"

"His cultivation is too low. Could he be a disciple who joined the sect two years ago?"

"But he's pretty good looking. Sister Wang, aren't you looking for a Taoist partner? What do you think of this guy?"

Some people looked at Changqing's face and felt vaguely familiar.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized: "What the hell! The shame of the sect? He's still alive?!"

This person's voice is quite loud.

When everyone heard this, a figure appeared in their minds and they all started swearing.

"Oh my goodness, this evil obstacle has appeared again."

"Bah, what bad luck!"

"Damn! I didn't check the almanac before going out. How could I have encountered such an unlucky star?"

"I really don't know who will be unlucky this time!"

Chang Qing was not angry when he heard this, he still waved his hand and greeted them enthusiastically: "My fellow brothers and sisters are really enthusiastic~"

What enthusiasm! Everyone rolled their eyes and moved away.

A new disciple who didn't know Chang Qing's glorious deeds asked curiously, "How could this person, who is only at the Tuojing realm, cause all the brothers to say so?"

"Junior brother, you don't know that a few years ago, during the sect competition..."

This man dug up all of Changqing's past.

"Don't underestimate him because he only has the ability to expand the scriptures. When it comes to ruthlessness, I'm afraid none of us here can match him! Not only that, the most terrifying thing about this person is his financial resources. He is definitely the richest disciple of Yu Ling. If he wants to deal with you, you won't know how you died!"

When everyone heard this, they all avoided him as if they had seen a plague god.

There was suddenly a large empty space around Changqing.

"Hehe, these people are still interesting." Chang Qing touched his nose and felt that it was not a good idea to go out wearing only underwear.

"So handsome, I have nothing to wear~"

Changqing flattered himself for a few words, then walked into a tailor shop in the main pavilion and ordered a few sets of clothes.

It is said that cultivators are more efficient. In less than half a moment, Changqing, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the main pavilion with a look of disappointment on his face.

The method of physical cultivation is already scarce, let alone the method of fighting. Changqing knew how strong Zhao Ye was, but now he felt powerless as if he had strength but could not use it.

Changqing's mind flashed with the movement of the black shadow's punch, but he couldn't copy it no matter what he did. It was not because he lacked the technique, but because he couldn't copy the spirit of the movement.

After all, that kind of artistic conception belongs unique to the black shadow, not to oneself. If one imitates it deliberately, it will lose its authenticity.

"Oh~" Changqing was a little depressed.

Wandering aimlessly alone, Changqing went to the Book Collection Peak again and stayed there for several days, but still returned empty-handed.

Changqing walked slowly down the mountain and came to the foot of Luozhu Peak. His expression changed and he found some very ordinary courtyards not far away. They did not look like the residences of disciples at all.

When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard and looked inside, I saw middle-aged people, old people, and even children. There were quite a lot of people, but these people did not have any spiritual power in their bodies. They were just ordinary people.

Perhaps because he stood there for too long, he was finally noticed by someone. Someone hurried over to greet Chang Qing and said, "Greetings, Immortal."

The man was in his early thirties, not tall, and looked like a farmer. He had dark skin and thick and rough knuckles, and it was obvious that he often did heavy work.

Seeing the man's address, Chang Qing suddenly realized, "Are you registered disciples?"

The man nodded, a little embarrassed: "The Immortal has a keen eye. We are indeed registered disciples who entered the sect 20 years ago. I wonder what instructions the Immortal has for us?"

Chang Qing shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do, so I came down the mountain to take a walk. I wonder if I can come and ask for some water to drink?"

"So that's how it is. Please come in, immortal~" the man greeted Changqing.

"I haven't asked your name yet?" Chang Qing asked, very easy-going.

"Just call me Li Lin, Immortal~" Li Lin answered, and he hadn't looked up since then.

Chang Qing smiled warmly, and had a better impression of this simple man: "Brother Li."

"How dare Li, I..."

Li Lin was a little panicked when he heard this. He didn't know Chang Qing's purpose of coming here, so he was a little panicked.

Seeing Li Lin at a loss, Chang Qing said gently:

"Brother Li, you don't have to be so reserved. How dare I call myself an immortal? The principle that if you don't become an immortal, you will always be a mortal has been around since ancient times. We are just passers-by in the world, and we don't deserve to be called immortals."

Li Lin was a little surprised. In the past, he had seen all the disciples of Yuling Sect being arrogant and looking down on others. But the person in front of him now was a little different.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Lin slowly raised his head and carefully looked at the young man with extraordinary temperament in front of him.

"Young Master, you are really different..." Li Lin smiled slightly and took the initiative to lead the way.

"Brother Li, just treat me as an ordinary person..."

When they arrived at the yard, the elderly, women and children all stopped what they were doing and became nervous when they saw Chang Qing coming.

Several children stared at Chang Qing's face. Perhaps they had never seen someone flying in the sky at such a close distance, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

Chang Qing nodded slightly to these people and said, "Hello, everyone."

Everyone was like Li Lin, stunned, with a strange look on their faces. He was obviously a disciple of a sect with such clothes, but now he was bowing to them who were mortals. He was really a strange person.

Everyone stared at Changqing with strange eyes, as if there were flowers on their faces.

Chang Qing didn't care. It was indeed a bit abrupt for him to come here...