Chapter 270: Bloody Pavilion's ambition

  A few days later, Leng Shiqi finally rushed back to the branch pavilion in Yinfengling.
  His trip to the phantom realm was carried out in secret, and no one knew about it except Feng Shou Mo and Bing Shang in the division.
  Speaking of Bingshang, Leng Shiqi also had some doubts about it.
  Now the spiritual illusion of Leng Shiqi has been half restored, and part of the memory in the Palace of Dreams has been restored. He already remembered that Bing Shang had entered the Palace of Dreams before everyone else!
  The abnormal change of Yaoshen Dream Palace has nothing to do with Bingshang. Leng Shiqi did not believe it.
  In his opinion, either Bingshang unintentionally opened that different space, or Bingshang deliberately did it.
  Of course, Leng Shiqi is more inclined to the former.
  He walked into the branch of Zheng with all his thoughts
  The sub-cabinet is still as busy as it used to be. The changes in the phantom realm seem to have not affected the blood-cloth pavilion, and there are even more tasks than before.
  Leng Shiqi politely asked a person next to him: "Are you here?"
"I'm here."
   "Thank you."
   After that, Leng Shiqi walked straight to the stone hall of Da Ge Ling, and said: "Disciple Leng Shi Qi, please see Da Ge Ling."
  Dang even heard the voice of Feng killing Mo, "In!"
  Leng Shiqi took a deep breath and walked into the hall. He didn't expect Feng Shamo to stand at the door, staring at Leng Shiqi at the moment.
  Although Feng Sha Mo was wearing a mask, Leng Shiqi could clearly feel the other's surprise.
  "I thought you were dead." Feng Shamo said this sentence in a complicated tone.
  Leng Shiqi’s identity is extremely sensitive. If he died in the phantom realm, even if Feng Shamo was a direct disciple of the pavilion master, he would still be the chief leader of the pavilion, he would not escape heavy responsibility.
  Originally, this phantom secret realm had to be opened for about ten years. After counting the round-trip time, Leng Shiqi could not return within twenty, so Feng Shamo had to do his own affairs.
  But a few years ago, Feng Shamo suddenly got the news that the ghost realm had collapsed!
  He hurried back, and mobilized the intelligence network of the entire Donglin County to find the trace of Leng Shiqi.
   But the result is no audio.
  Feng Sha Mo really thought that Leng Shiqi was dead, and both of them were thinking about the mitigation of punishment.
  At this time, Leng Shiqi ran back by himself!
  How can Feng Shamo not be surprised?
  The reason why Feng Shamo did not find Leng Shiqi's trace is that he came to Leng Shiqi according to the identity of "Zuo Qiuyu". However, Leng Shiqi came back as an "old man surnamed Liu", and the two were perfectly staggered.
   Hearing the words of Feng killing Mo, Leng Shiqi didn’t know what to do at once, so he had to clasp his fist and said,
Fortunately, the disciple has returned to the fantasy spirit stone for the big pavilion.

During the conversation, Leng Shiqi took out nine magical fantasy spirit stones from the mustard bag. This thing is of no use to him, and there is no need to keep it.
  Wind Killing Mo was slightly surprised at first, he took the magical Lingshi and said, "It's great if you can come back alive."
  Leng Shiqi replied: "Thank you for your concern."
  "Give me the identity token."
  Leng Shiqi knew this was Feng Shamo who was about to exchange blood drops for him, and immediately handed his identity token with both hands.
  Sure enough, Feng Shamo directly gave Leng Shiqi nine hundred drops of blood. Now his blood drops have 1,120 points, enough for him to be promoted to the blood-clothed killer!
  This is what he wants most!
   "Cold Seventeen." Feng Shamo's tone suddenly became very solemn.
  "The disciple is here." Leng Shiqi had a hunch, and Feng Shamo might have a showdown if he wants to.
  Wind Killing Modao: "You know your identity best, but have you ever thought about why the sect spent countless resources and energy to train you?"
   "The disciple is dull."
  Leng Shiqi has been thinking about this problem all the time. He has also made many kinds of guesses, but he has never fully understood it.
  Feng Shamo continued: "You also know the rules of this sect. You are not allowed to participate in any opportunities, you can only honestly be a sword in the hands of others.
  But!
  No one is willing to be just a weapon for anyone to use!
  If this continues, the clothes pavilion will always stay in place. Master, his elders are not willing, nor do I, I believe you will not.
  So the clothing pavilion wanted to break the shackles trapped on his body, so he flew!
  But it's not easy to say, once the sect really disregards the unspoken rules, it will inevitably invite countless sects to be besieged, and ultimately there is only one way to perish.
  So, a plan was formed, which we call the Blood Mist Island Project. "
  Hearing here, Leng Shiqi finally understood the origin of Xuewu Island and felt the ambition of Xueyi Pavilion! But at the same time, a bigger question also appeared in his mind.
  That is, just relying on him, Gusan, Yushu, and Xiaoming, can break the shackles of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion?
  He couldn't help but think to himself: "This is too high for us."
  When he wanted to come, even if the four of them sang all the way and cultivated to the realm of human unity, how about the Yuan realm?
  To know that there are five strong men in the original realm in the clothing pavilion now. What they can't do, why do they think that Leng Shiqi can do it?
Feng Shamo seemed to see Leng Shiqi's doubts. He said: "As for how you will be arranged in the future, you will naturally know when that happens.
  You only need to know one thing now, and that is that the future pavilion will flourish in your hands and stand on top of the mainland! "
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  Leng Shiqi also keenly grasped the secret words in Feng Sha Mo's words, he made the team want to stand in Feng Sha Mo's team!
   Leng Shiqi pondered for a while and said, "All the disciples follow the arrangement of the sect."
Feng Sha Mo's breath was condensed, he looked at Leng Shiqi's speech, he also heard the meaning of Leng Shiqi's words, he said: "Your cultivation base is already in the spiritual vein, and the blood drops are enough. Can be promoted to the blood-clothed killer.
  It’s just that you must go to the main pavilion to be promoted to the blood-clothed killer. This pavilion hopes that you can go back quickly. "
  Leng Shiqi immediately thought that his cheap master had also promised that as long as he breaks through the spiritual vein within a year, it will give him a good luck.
  Then he may not be back in a short time, but he still said: "Follow the orders of the chief."
   "Go down."
   "The disciple retire."
  Leng Shishi exited the stone palace, but Feng Shou Mo's words just kept swirling in his heart, and he kept flashing all kinds of thoughts.
  Finally, he sighed slightly, "Oh, the clothing pavilion is also not calm, forget it, don't think about it. Fortunately, Feng Shamo didn't ask about the inheritance of the practice.
   Then he walked to the corner of the hall, where the intelligence gathering place of the branch pavilion.