Chapter 1797: : On the thief ship

After Ling Chi heard Jue Qingyang's "finally dead" words, the whole person felt messy in the wind. Didn't the immortal Taiyin Master Shu and Jue Qingyang have the same relationship as the brothers? Even if they are not from the same branch, they are at least the same!
Now Jue Qingyang is the rhythm of wishing that Taiyin Master Uncle died sooner?
What kind of hatred is there between these two people?
And the young disciple who came to report seemed to have long been accustomed to the character of Jue Qingyang, so he didn't say much at this time, but asked: "When can you go there?"
Jue Qingyang said: "I still need to prepare something, half an hour will pass, you should go back first."
"Yes, Master Uncle."
The disciple agreed and turned to leave, but he looked at Ling Chi intentionally or unintentionally when he left. Obviously he had heard about Ling Chi too, so he looked at him more.
Now Ling Chi is in Ling Chi Hall, and he doesn't know the situation outside. In fact, many people in the Taixu Temple are discussing Ling Chi's unlucky one.
Unlucky?
Indeed, in the eyes of many people, Ling Chi is a hapless person. Even if he possesses the aura of the heavenly rank, he has only a body with a broken vein, and finally entered the Lingwu Hall. This is simply the saddest existence in history.
At this time, Jue Qingyang said to Ling Chi: "You go into the third room on the right and take out the black cloth bag by the window. I will drive."
Black cloth bag? drive?
Ling Chi stunned: "Master, what are we going to do? What are the black cloth bags and carts for?"
"All to deal with the corpses."
"Dispose of the corpse?" Ling Chi was stunned.
Jue Qingyang rolled his eyes and said, "The black cloth bag is used to wrap the corpse. The car is naturally a hearse. That is to send the corpse back, understand?"
"..."
Ling Chi was speechless for a long time. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind. He felt that it was a pit. It was too pit. He was just here to avoid the limelight, thinking that as long as he entered a branch randomly, he would be safe. Let yourself recover steadily, and then you can leave.
But I didn't expect that what I had entered was such a branch.
"Hurry up?"
Jue Qingyang rolled his eyes again. Ling Chi was helpless, so he had to do it. He easily found the black cloth bag Jue Qingyang said in a room. When he walked outside the door again, Jue Qingyang was carrying a snow deer. The car came, Ling Chi Yiyan got on the car, and Jue Qingyang sat side by side on the front of the car.
He originally thought that the hearse for handling corpses might be a simple carriage or something that would be old and ugly, but the snow deer looked very luxurious.
Jue Qingyang explained to Ling Chi: "Although the old immortal of Taiyin should have died long ago, you said that his Taoist name is not good, but it is called Taiyin. Such people should go to hell, right?"
Ling Chi dared not answer.
Jue Qingyang continued: "Of course, when the Emperor Xuantian and Emperor Ming fought, there was Taiyin among the people dispatched from the view of Taixu, the old immortal, and his root cause fell at that time. I have done a lot of work, so I have to use a snow deer cart to send it to Taixu, which is considered a thick burial."
"Taixu?" Ling Chi was stunned.
Jue Qingyang nodded and said, "Yes, it is the forbidden area of ​​our Taixu Temple."
"Ok!"
Ling Chi is more interested now, does this mean he can also enter Taixu? Ling Chi was actually quite interested in this Taixu.
When Jue Qingyang drove to the Xunshi Hall, all the disciples voluntarily gave up, and the hearse of Lingwu Hall appeared, which meant that there was some kind of predecessor's fall, so everyone watched the Xuelu cart pass by with sadness.
Only after the Xuelu Che left, the focus of many people's attention was on Ling Chi's body.
"Is that the hapless person who was accepted as a disciple by Master Qingyang?"
"Isn't it? Haha, I also watched when the new disciple was selected. That kid is great, the heavenly aura, it's a pity that it's a waste vein, so it's waste wood."
"I heard that Master Qingyang was also a broken vein back then, did he get through it later?"
"Fart, Master Qingyang's profound vein penetration was too bad. In the end, Grand Master helped him to get through. It was a waste of veins, but even Grand Master couldn't reverse it."
"..."
The people around were talking about it. Although Ling Chi's injury was considered serious at this time, his hearing was not going to decline. Could it be that this perfect Qingyang wanted to accept himself as a disciple because his situation was the same as he was back then. He is pitying himself Just took in yourself?
Ling Chi looked at Jue Qing Yang. With the character of this old man, Ling Chi knew that even if he asked him, he would not answer, so he had no choice but not to ask.
After a while, Ling Chi said in a bit depressed, "Master, I'm not good at handling this spiritual thing, why don't you let other seniors and sisters go?"
"What brother and sister?" Jue Qingyang asked.
"It's the other brothers and sisters of our Lingwutang!"
Jue Qingyang rolled his eyes at Ling Chi again, and said, "Who told you that there are other seniors and sisters in our Lingwu Hall? There are only two masters and apprentices in the entire Lingwu Hall. You think everyone is willing to go to Taixu Temple to do it. Do you deal with corpses?"
"I'm not happy either!" Ling Chi muttered.
It's a pity that now he is on the thief ship, and there is no room for maneuvering, so he can only bear it silently. It seems that he has to recover as soon as possible and then leave here. This is too good to be said. Tens of thousands of people, like Jue Qingyang, will reach the end of their lives.
Moreover, the people of Xuanxuan are rude warriors, fighting with each other, and discussing, one thing that can't be controlled and death is probably not rare. When that time comes, they will have to deal with the corpse in two days. How unlucky?
Ling Chi sat in a daze on the snow deer car, and finally came to the inspection hall after a while.
The people in the inspection hall are all walking in a hurry, walking with wind, but Ling Chi looks like they are not busy with the affairs of an immortal senior in the inspection hall. Seeing them in a hurry, It seems that something has happened.
"What happened?" Jue Qingyang frowned.
One of the disciples who had just walked past the armored disciple saw the question and stopped quickly and called Master Qingyang's uncle, but Jue Qingyang said angrily: "I asked you what happened, you just say it. At this time, who needs you to call me respectfully?"
The disciple’s face was a little unnatural. In fact, most of the Qingyang Master’s uncle’s strange temper was heard, but it was the first time that he really spoke. He didn’t expect it to be as strange as the legend. !
At the moment, the disciple had no choice but to say: "Returning to the uncle Qingyang, Qinghe Town in the northeast corner was attacked by the barbarians. We are dispatching people to support. Unexpectedly, the death of the uncle of the Taiyin Master has happened again. Now our inspection hall is directly chaotic. It's a pot of porridge."
"Oh?"
Jue Qingyang frowned, and said in a curse, "Why are these barbarians here again? Haven't they all been beaten away by Senior Brother Qing Deng?"
The disciple said: "Uncle Blue Lantern is also rushing over, and it is said that he will drive out those barbarians."
"Then I will check it out."
"what?"
The disciple was stunned, but Jue Qingyang grabbed Ling Chi's arm and said, "Let's go, take you to a long experience." As he said, he was holding Ling Chi like that, and people rose into the sky, towards Tai Tai. Flew to the northeast of the market.