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Chapter 147 It feels really good!

Xiao Heng looked bewildered: "I don't know about that. I've been busy practicing these past few days and I know nothing about what's happening in the outside world."

Sang Luo looked at Chen He, who was standing beside him with a puzzled look on his face.

Chen He also shook his head: "I have only been focusing on cultivation during this period... However, if such a thing really happened, Master would definitely know!"

Elsewhere, in the conference room on the top floor of the hotel, the head of the Lingxiao Sect placed a dusty sword in front of everyone: "I know that during this period of time, you forced me to hand over Situ Xun because of the immortal weapon in the spiritual jade..."

An old man immediately denied it: "Bah! What immortal weapon or not? How can you be so dirty? We are here to seek justice for the villagers of Xiuyang Village!"

"That's right, Master-disciple Xun's talent is indeed good, but you can't just protect him like this! How can you turn a blind eye to the deaths of over a hundred people in the entire village?"

"The ghost in Xiuyang Village hasn't been apprehended yet. We asked you to hand him over with the Lingyu, but we only wanted to use the Lingyu to investigate the ghost's identity and lure him out..."

Seeing that everyone was denying it, the Lingxiao Sect leader pointed at the gray sword and said, "The spiritual jade has been shattered. This sword fell out of the spiritual jade."

Everyone's eyes fell on the sword.

An old man picked up the sword, took a look at it, and snorted coldly: "You're kidding! How can such a broken sword be an immortal weapon?"

"Zhou Qidao, I know you want to protect your disciples, but you can't treat us as fools and fool us with just a sword!"

The leader of the Lingxiao Sect snorted coldly.

"There's a saying in Taoism about returning to one's original nature, and this sword is no different!"

"Look carefully, this sword is very unusual!"

After hearing what the Lingxiao Sect leader said, everyone began to carefully examine the sword in front of them.

"I can't tell what material it's made of, but it feels quite heavy..."

An old Taoist priest made a thunder gesture, and the thunder struck the sword, but the sword remained unharmed.

"It looks pretty sturdy... but this thing doesn't look like a magical weapon!"

"If it really is a magical weapon, why would he be willing to pull it out? He must be tricking us!"

Seeing that everyone still didn't believe him, the Lingxiao Sect's leader continued, "I was reluctant to take it out at first, but then I realized that we didn't know how to use this magical weapon at all..."

"Also, this immortal weapon seems to be a little damaged!"

"Instead of me keeping it in my hands, why not give it to everyone? Maybe there's a chance to restore it to its former glory."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether they should believe the leader of Lingxiao Sect.

At this time, an old man patted Taoist Li on the shoulder and said, "Isn't your Elder Sang knowledgeable and experienced? Maybe she can recognize this sword..."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

"Yes! Taoist Priest Li, please call your elder Sang over to take a look at what this thing is."

"This isn't because we have any selfish motives! After all, we're doing this for the sake of the entire Xuanmen!"

"What if this is truly an immortal weapon, and we fail to recognize it, and let it continue to gather dust? That would be such a shame."

"Yes, call Elder Sang over. If it really is an immortal weapon, with his knowledge, he will definitely know how to repair it!"

Everyone tried to persuade him.

After all, no matter whether this sword is a magic weapon or not, there is now a reason to meet Elder Sang!

I heard that Elder Sang can help people improve their strength with just a little guidance. If I could meet Elder Sang, and if he's in a good mood and gives me some guidance, wouldn't that be a huge profit?

Taoist Li looked like he was doing it reluctantly.

"Okay then, I'll ask Elder Sang..."

"But if Elder Sang doesn't want to, there's nothing I can do."

Everyone nodded and looked at Taoist Li calling Sang Luo with anticipation.

"Hello, Elder Sang, are you free?"

"Ah, it's not about the sect, it's about the Xuanmen..."

"I know you're very busy, but it seems like this is something only you can handle."

"Hey, Elder Sang, please help me!"

"Hey! Thank you, Elder Sang. We are in the conference room on the top floor of the hotel."

"Okay, okay, we're all here waiting for you."

Taoist Priest Li hung up the phone, and everyone looked delighted: "Elder Sang agreed?"

Taoist Priest Li nodded: "Elder Sang said to come up right away."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the door expectantly, wondering how they would present themselves in front of Sang Luo.

Taoist Priest Li sat upright, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

As one of the initiators of the rumor that there was a magic weapon in the Lingyu, he knew very well that the sword on the table was definitely replaced by Sang Luo!

As for how Sang Luo would edit the story later, he had no idea.

Anyway, no matter how Sang Luo writes it, he just needs to be a suitable supporting actor.

Sang Luo quickly arrived at the meeting room.

Everyone looked at Sang Luo, then at each other, all a little surprised.

I have known for a long time that Elder Sang of the Sanfeng Sect is a young woman, but I didn’t expect her to be so young!

Is such a young girl really as powerful as they say?

After all, these people were the leaders of various sects, so most of them stood there reservedly, observing secretly.

Only one person rushed to Sang Luo in an instant.

"Elder Sang, I'm Huang Jianming from the Qingshan Sect. We met once at the airport!"

"Our Qingshan Sect and Sanfeng Sect have always been on good terms. We've long wanted to meet Elder Sang, and today is finally our chance!"

Sang Luo's eyes lit up, and he patted Huang Jianming's sturdy shoulder: "Ah, Taoist Huang! I do have some impression of you..."

Huang Jianming was pleasantly surprised. "Then I'm truly honored! By the way, Elder Sang, my cultivation has been stagnant recently. Do you have any suggestions?"

Sang Luo nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll help you take a look."

As Sang Luo spoke, he reached out and pressed his hand on Huang Jianming's abdominal muscles, and couldn't help but scratch it.

There are actually eight of them, and they feel really good!

Huang Jianming was a little confused.

Why does it feel like I'm being taken advantage of...

Huang Jianming glanced at Sang Luo, who was serious with his eyes closed, and immediately rejected this idea.

My thoughts are too dirty!

Elder Sang is checking my physique, so it's normal for him to touch me a few times...

Sang Luo reached out and pinched Huang Jianming's chest muscles again, then reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"Your aptitude is quite good! Your cultivation has stagnated because your body is actively drawing away your spiritual energy to cultivate it."

Huang Jianming was a little surprised: "Body training?"

Sang Luo nodded: "Your body is about to break through."

"Without any physical training techniques, you've actually managed to temper your body to this point. It seems your usual training methods are quite abnormal."

Huang Jianming scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I didn't go out to exercise..."