Chapter 32: disregard

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On the second day, Sovereign King Qingyun summoned Lengshan and Cao Wujiang in the main hall of the main peak.
"Brother think about it clearly?" Leng Shan sat side by side, laughing at the elders in the temple.
"I want to hear your opinions again." Sovereign Qingyun Sect motioned to his disciples to let them all back down.
Leng Shan's smile deepened, and he took the tea cup without rushing and sipped. By the way, he exchanged ‘unsurprising’ eyes with Cao Wujiang.
"No more gossip. The son of Wu Jiang met with Xi Qing yesterday and fell in love with her at first sight. Both of them are very good in terms of status talents and so on. The marriage is settled, this beautiful thing is done. "
"Which dowry does Mang Palace intend to give?" Qingzong Zongzong raised his tea cup and sipped his mouth gently.
Cao Wujiang couldn't restrain his excitement, coughed two times, and sat upright: "As long as the monarch can open it, we will try our best to satisfy you and marry Qi Qingfengguangguang into the mangwang palace."
Leng Shandao: "The two parties will marry, and they will be in-laws in the future. Your business is our business. Advance and retreat together, and seek common development."
"It sounds good, but we don't seem to have any trouble at this time." Sovereign Qingyun Sovereign looked at the other elders.
The elders exchanged opinions and deliberately said, "What trouble is worth marrying a girl to survive? It seems not."
"Brother, there are no outsiders here, so I'll just say the things about Yaoshan ..."
Slightly fat elder pretended to be surprised: "What's up with Yaoshan?"
Leng Shan looked at them with a smile on his face.
"We have been decent in our lifetime and have never done anything unethical."
Leng Shan's smile slowly converged, and Cao Wujiang realized that something was wrong.
Qingyun Sovereign faintly said: "I admire the son of Wujiang, but we need to be careful about marriage."
"Brother, have to be clear? If Yaoshan's threat is not resolved, Qing Yunzong may be in danger at any time."
The elder ephemeral again said, "I really don't understand. What threat does Yaoshan have?"
"Brother, don't take risks, if things are known to outsiders ..."
The elder sneered, reminding something: "You have a contradiction between Lengshan and Qingyunzong, and you will not fabricate unnecessary charges. Don't let outsiders not only believe you, but doubt your character."
"Are you sure you can hide the secret of Yaoshan?" Leng Shan's eyes turned cold, and he finally understood that Qing Yunzong made it clear that he did not recognize the secret of Yaoshan.
"I really don't understand the secret of Yaoshan. If you are weird yesterday night, then I can tell you very clearly that it was the elder Yaoshan who was injured in training and it is not a big deal."
Cao Wujiang said in a deep voice: "Master Li, don't make fun of Qing Yunzong's existence."
Leng Shan motioned to Cao Wujiang not to worry. "Dare you take me to Yaoshan?"
"Please!" Sovereign Qingyun Sovereign stood up and left the main hall with several elders.
The group quickly came to Yaoshan and came to the place where they had been suppressed before. The deep pit had been filled and the chains and boulder were gone.
Lengshan Ningmei walked a few laps, I really did not find the traces of the eight bitter Qiankun array, it seems to have completely disappeared.
Moved elsewhere?
impossible!
Qing Yunzong only has the spiritual power of Yaoshan to maintain the formation, and if he wants to redeploy it elsewhere, it needs huge resources and manpower, which cannot be accomplished silently.
Is it killed directly?
It's impossible!
Qing Yunzong couldn't afford that responsibility, otherwise he would be executed directly that year, and it would not be possible to retain the residual soul.
The elder woman reminded again: "No one will believe that a person who has abandoned the teacher's door has framed him, so please do it for yourself."
"The son of Wujiang, the hospitality is not good. I still have something to say and leave." Sovereign Qing Yun left directly, it seems that the interest in hospitality is gone.
"Arrange a few disciples and drop off the guests." The elders gave them a sneer glance, and left one after another.
After a while, only a few middle-aged disciples were left guarding them.
"Uncle Leng, what's the matter?" Cao Wujiang looked ugly. Why did Qing Yunzong change his attitude overnight, he seemed very confident, and he was not afraid of the threat from Boafu Mansion.
"Let's go back first. This secret can't be solved by tricks. It must have happened." Leng Shan arranged eyeliners in Qingyunzong and let those people investigate secretly.
"Let's go like this?" Cao Wujiang hasn't got a marriage contract yet, and hasn't mentioned Ling Xue's matter yet.
"We will be back, believe me." Leng Shan calmed Cao Wujiang, and left with a calm face.
At the top of Yaoshan Mountain, the ancestor of Qingyun Sect stood with his hands on his shoulders, and looked at the leaving Lengshan and others. His current look was not as easy as before.
Elder Yaoshan came slowly: "Don't worry, the remnant soul has been transferred, and I will inform you when I have dealt with it."
"There is work." Sovereign Qingyun Zong was quite kind to the old man. Looking at Qingyun Zong, the only person who can make him kind is this one, and the only person who can make him absolutely trust is this one. Now that the old man has spoken, he has no choice but to believe.
"Let me handle the matter of the residual soul. You should deal with Boa Mansion. They will not give up."
"Qing Yunzong has not fallen to the point of being slaughtered by anyone."
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In an instant, Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu played.
Most disciples in Qingyun Sect have forgotten their agreement to play. Each disciple has his own cultivation and his own affairs. Who will remember it every day? However, with the reminder of the people who are interested, today's tenth performance Wuchang has been full of disciples early, and many disciples are rushing here.
"Bet bet, small gambling, small gambling, small gambling, and right to be entertained."
"Amu Muzi wins and loses one. One bets Qin Ming can persist to the end and one loses ten."
"I sit down, everyone bet assured."
Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo walked in the crowd with a sway and sang loudly. The round and plump body is matched with a gorgeous robe, and a bunch of meatballs sprinkled with green onions and red peppers are taken off alive. What makes you look funny and arouses a lot of kind laughs. He was followed by several male and female disciples, all of whom were recruited by him. They held a sign, held a book and carried a bag, and introduced the rules to many disciples with enthusiasm. One by one, they were very skilled and obviously did not do this kind of thing.
Many disciples will put some gold coins or spirit grasses on hand. Most of the disciples present are some of the finest disciples, and they are somewhat family-friendly. They are willing to have fun with this small and stable bet.
Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo turned around, and no one bet Qin Ming to win, it was Mu Zi Xiu.
Although Qin Ming had a brute force, he also began to cultivate King Kong. However, it was impossible to cultivate King Kong to Dacheng in just one month. He would not even be defeated by King Kong's earthquake.
Who is Mu Zixiu? Elites from the upper circles! Who is Jiang Yi? A lunatic in the lower circle.
Who will win? Think of your toes.
"I bet Qin Ming!" A pretty girl came to Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo.
"Girl Caiyi? You came here in person." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo's rounded face immediately smiled into a white-faced bun, and no stitches were found.
"Girls in colored clothes." Several disciples at the back immediately smiled and saluted with respect.
Caiyi flipped through the sign in their hands, and was unhappy: "Why is Qin Ming of our family losing ten?"
"Well ... the voices of the crowd, I made the odds based on the feedback from the scene, but I didn't mean to devalue Qin Minggong." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo's smiling face is harmless to humans and animals, making you want to be angry and can't help being laughed at.
"I bet three Lingzhu grasses. If Qin Ming can persist to the end, do you really pay me thirty?"
"Of course, of course." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo signaled to the people around him.
"Let's walk and see." Cai Yijiao hummed and turned to leave.
"Hey, girl Caiyi, what about Lingzhu grass?" The disciple who was about to receive the goods stunned, you bet to give a guarantee first.
"Our Qin Ming family will surely persist until the end. I have won. You are ready for thirty Lingzhu grass. You can give it to me at that time. I don't need to bet."
Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo bitterly: "Play for nothing?"
"I saved you the trouble, hey, write it down for me. I'll get you Lingzhu grass at that time." Caiyi greeted several sisters and left with a smile.
"My son, look ..." The disciples behind Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo couldn't help crying.
"Write it down, it's not bad." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo did not dare to provoke the young lady, so she should cheer her up.
A female disciple behind him whispered, "My son, did you just notice that Caiyi opened his mouth and closed his mouth with our family Qin Ming."
"She keeps calling that."
"It's so sweet."
"You're in control! Keep betting." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo turned around with a smile, praised the disciples passing by from time to time.
There was a sudden commotion in the Yanwu field, thousands of disciples successively = looking towards the east entrance, from which Qi Qing came to the Yanwu field and boarded the east side of the Wutai stage.
It's beautiful, beautiful, elegant, and tall, perfect and impeccable.
She is not only the goddess admired by countless male disciples in Qingyunzong, but also their pride. It is Qi Qing's amazing talents that made Qingyunzong's entire new generation exult.
The disciples were very excited. Most people didn't actually come to the theater.
It's really rare to meet each other, and many disciples are seeing her for the first time.
Cai Yi and her younger sisters gathered around Yun Qing, waiting for the game to begin.
At this time someone exclaimed: "Look, Tieshanhe is here! It is said that the day Qin Ming went to Wuzongge, Tieshanhe went to him, and I don't know what happened."
Tie Shanhe was in black and distinguished, and his slender eyes were particularly sharp. Leng Jun's face could not see a smile. He belongs to the sharp-minded kind of man, and never hides himself, like a sharp sword that makes people dare not approach.
He rarely appears in public, and it is surprising to be here today.
But this is just the beginning. There was a constant commotion in the tenth performance of Wuchang. Some famous disciples and some special first-rate disciples appeared here one after another.
"Looking there, Han Chiba is here too, so strong, it is said that his phantom sword has already been completed."
"Is that Ding Dian? Why did he come here and haven't seen him for a long time."
"What's wrong today, there are a lot of big names here."
People were very surprised. I didn't expect a challenge to draw them over, was it because of Qing Qing?
"Lingxue? Lingxue from Yaoshan is here! Am I right?"
"So beautiful! It's really Ling Xue!"
Exclaiming from the west entrance, Ling Xue, dressed in white, came coldly and arrogantly to Yanwu Stadium, and the cold air permeated many people nearby.
This should be the first time that Ling Xue walked into Yanwu Stadium, and it was the first time to watch a disciple match.