Chapter: 1665

Zong Yin stood beside Ning Qi with a smile, and introduced to Ning Qi the remaining eight inner sect disciples who participated in this qualifying competition. Among them, there were men and women, and the lowest level of cultivation was equal to that of Zong Yin, and the highest was already It was the peak Douhuang who had stepped into the seventh level of life and death, and she was a woman with an indifferent face.

Her name is Feng Zilu, and it is rumored that she is one of the family bloodlines of Feng Ming, the lord of the Yunqi Sect, but this rumor has not been confirmed, so most people don't believe it, but some elders in Tsing Yi dare not take it lightly Offend this woman.

Feng Zilu has not been in Yunqizong for a while, this time, because of the qualifying match, it was an elder in Tsing Yi who brought her back, and only then did she find that Yunqizong had an extra statue at a young age. Tianjiao, who had achieved the Douzong, was naturally extremely shocked.

So when Zong Yin introduced Ning Qi, she looked at Ning Qi very curiously.

"Senior brother? Why is he a senior brother? He must have entered the sect later than us, right?"

Xu Zijing frowned.

He is the peak fighting emperor who has stepped into the sixth level of life and death. Even though he knew that Ning Qi's cultivation was higher than him, he couldn't help but said, maybe, it was because of the jealousy deep in his heart.

Xu Zijing originally had a high status in Yunqi Sect. Apart from the true disciples and elders in Tsing Yi, only Feng Zilu had a higher status than him. Now, Ning Qi suddenly appeared, which made him very upset.

"Hehe, why are you called Senior Brother?"

Zong Yin looked at Xu Zijing with a half-smile, he had a grudge against this guy before, and the relationship was not very good.

"What? Is it because his cultivation speed is different from ordinary people, so your sect Yin wants to flatter him? Who knows if he concealed his cultivation level or even his age before joining the sect?"

Xu Zijing sneered, and when everyone heard the words, there was a hint of suspicion on their faces, because the meaning of Xu Zijing's words was obviously saying that Ning Qi might be a spy sent by another family or sect.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you guys that senior brother Ning has been accepted as a true disciple by the elder of the Forbidden Land of Dry Bones, so he is a disciple of the true disciple. According to the clan rules, shouldn't we call him senior brother?"

Zong Yin smiled.

true biography?

Everyone was startled, and hurriedly saluted Ning Qi, saying that they were senior brothers, and Feng Zilu was no exception.

But Xu Zijing's face was very pale at the moment, he cast a glance at Ning Qi in disbelief, and finally, he saluted very reluctantly: "Senior Brother Ning."

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly, ignored Xu Zijing, and smiled at Zongyin and the others: "You guys, you were not in the sect before, and it will take us a few days to reach the Kyushu Empire. Why don't you tell us about your experiences and pass the time?"

"good."

Feng Zilu nodded with a smile.

"Damn it! How dare he ignore me!"

Xu Zijing's face turned red and then pale.

Afterwards, Ning Qi fought fiercely with Feng Zilu and other inner sect disciples. It didn't take long for everyone to get acquainted with each other. Only Xu Zijing stood aside and sulked. Maybe he had offended too many people in the sect on weekdays, and there was no one at all. Paying attention to him, Zong Yin felt secretly refreshed after seeing this scene.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

The battleship landed directly at the south gate of the capital of the Kyushu Empire. At the same time, several battleships landed one after another. It seems that they should also be one of the thirty-six top sects who came to participate in the qualifying competition.

Tian Jianhou stood on the tall building of the city wall, watching the battleships landing coldly. He didn't have a good impression of the qualifying match. Every time it came to this time, various troublesome things would happen in the capital. As the highest-ranking existence among the gatekeepers in the South Gate, sometimes he has to pay for these things.

Ning Qi and others followed Deng Tong and Nu Tao, stepped off the battleship, and then Deng Tong waved his hand, and the battleship shrank out of thin air and fell into his sleeve.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked towards him. This man was more than nine feet tall, with a faint smile on his face. Behind him, there were ten young men and women whose cultivation base was similar to that of Zong Yin and others. And three or four Douzong-level deacons and elders.

"Huang Haitao, the Great Elder of the Jade Pill School?"

Ning Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.