Chapter 253 Sneak in It’s not that Long Aotian likes to be suspicious, but it’s just that Elder Sheng’s behavior of hitting cars with others in recent years has been almost universally known. It is basically normal to bump into someone if you don't like him. It has been relatively okay in recent years, with fraud cases not happening as frequently. I still remember a few years ago, maybe eight or nine years ago? My goodness, he went out and talked to someone, and if they disagreed, he would get angry and fall down without any sign. It would have been fine if the matter was over if he had fallen, but the sect behind this Elder Sheng just wouldn't give in. It was obvious that within the sect, Elder Sheng was being bullied just because he was too soft-hearted. But outside the sect, the people in their sect acted as if no one knew about the dirty things going on in their sect. Using various excuses, as soon as the elder felt unwell, they would immediately chase after the other party to hold him accountable. They would even pluck the fur of any passing dog as compensation, and their greed was so ugly.
Later on, this elderly senior who was so weak in character that he was bullied by his own juniors, finally stood up for once. I heard that he punished some people with quite ruthless means, and he finally controlled the situation. In this way, those cases of fraud will no longer occur. But Long Aotian was sure that it was only temporary, because as long as Elder Sheng was still alive, his intimidating methods would always make people fearful. But if he really passed away one day, those mad dogs in their sect would definitely make a big fuss out of this. As long as anyone has anything to do with this matter, they would like to bite off a piece of meat from that person and the sect that person belongs to! I can't afford it, I really can't afford it. "Relax, I'm fine and still strong." As one of the parties involved in the farce back then, how could Sheng Yuan not know that other people in the world of immortal cultivation were frightened by his own disappointing fellow disciples. Everything happens for a reason. Sheng Yuan understands that others resist his approach, so every time this happens, he tries to explain it in a kind manner. "Wandao Sect is just a small sect. We can't afford to take the risk." Faced with the other party's sincerity, Long Aotian actually felt a little awkward to say no again. But he couldn't gamble the future of the sect because of these little disagreements. "The Wandao Sect has a history of tens of thousands of years. It is one of the earliest sects to be founded. Its bones are hard and those mad dogs cannot chew them." Accustomed to being rejected, Sheng Yuan never got angry, but calmly negotiated the conditions and explained the reasons. Long Aotian and Zhou Ling did not expect that this seemingly kind Elder Sheng, who spoke softly and gently when talking to others, would actually use the word "mad dog" to describe his fellow disciples in his own sect? Although the description is quite true to the facts, Elder Sheng is quite brave to say so. "If you're really worried..." Sheng Yuan only spoke the first half of the sentence. Zhou Ling was watching from the side. Although she did not eavesdrop on the content, she clearly noticed the eye contact between Sheng Yuan and her master. Ok…… He was actually avoiding her, and the two of them were communicating through telepathy! I don’t know what this elderly senior said to his master. Anyway, the master seemed to have heard a satisfactory answer. He nodded and actually relaxed.
"Then let's go together." Although it was a small formation drawn on the spot, after drawing it twice, the master was already very familiar with it. When drawing the third one, the time was shortened by more than a little. Soon, the formation on Elder Sheng was also completed. Those who needed to disguise themselves disguised themselves, and those who needed to take the lead took the lead. In this way, the three of them set out on the road to Xihai Zongfang City together. The main territory of their sect is almost connected to the market town at the foot of their sect and the mortal town. Among them, the market town of this immortal cultivation sect has close exchanges with the towns of mortals. As long as they hold an ID card and their identity is confirmed, it doesn't matter if they enter and exit the monks' market. After all, the market is huge, and the monks of their Xihai Sect are quite precious. Many shops opened by monks need to hire some helpers to do odd jobs, serve tea and water, etc. There are few disciples in the sect, so naturally there can be no cultivators to do these trivial tasks, so they can only ask mortals. Fortunately, mortals can also do these jobs. Therefore, some business dealings within this market cannot be separated from the mortals in the mortal town. It is common to see mortals frequently entering and leaving the market. Therefore, when the master wanted to enter with Zhou Ling with his impeccable identity card, there was no obstruction at all. But it was different when it came to Sheng Yuan. Although his ID card was also issued by his master, his whole temperament was really incompatible with that of an ordinary mortal. Zhou Ling and the others were able to sneak in, but Sheng Yuan was stopped. This only shows that he was not pretending well. Fortunately, that guy is sincere, although he doesn't have much else. The monk guarding the gate stopped him and questioned him. Sheng Yuan answered almost everything he asked. Coupled with his face that always exuded kindness and sincere eyes, who could stand it? Even after changing his appearance, his facial features were too ordinary, and his temperament could not be concealed. Now, although his temperament cannot be concealed, he has realized that sincerity is always the ultimate weapon. Zhou Ling looked at the gatekeeper monk and found Sheng Yuan more and more pleasing to his eyes. When he asked the last question, he couldn't help but smile and his attitude softened a little. Finally, the ID card was handed back to him and he was allowed to pass. "Six, Senior, you can fool me with this." When the three of them got together, Zhou Ling couldn't help but praise in a low voice. Sheng Yuan's impeccable response just now was worth learning. Success is due to temperament, and failure is also due to temperament. This guy couldn't even pretend to be ordinary. His noble and elegant demeanor was very eye-catching in the crowd. Zhou Ling absolutely believed that he was stopped because of this, but it was also because of this temperament and sincerity that he was fooled. Although he didn't know why the word "six" was said first, Sheng Yuan could still understand this obvious compliment. He nodded with a smile and was about to respond when Long Aotian, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and slightly stretched out his hand, motioning them to stop as well. The atmosphere was tense and frozen for a moment. Zhou Ling didn't even dare to breathe. He froze in place, not daring to move at all. The master was still very familiar with the terrain here, as if he had been here countless times. After entering the market town, he led them to a deserted path. After a long silence, Zhou Ling pricked up his ears and listened carefully, then suddenly opened his eyes wide. "If you can't even do this, what use is there for the Sect Leader to have you?" It was a man's mumbling, but the emotion in his voice was indescribably sinister and vicious.
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