Chapter 32 Shurazi Ignore
Volume 1 Chapter 32: Indifference
The next day, the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect summoned Leng Shan and Cao Wujiang in the main hall of the main peak.
"Senior brother, have you thought about it?" Leng Shan sat upright, smiling as he looked at the elders in the hall.
"I want to hear your opinions again." The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect motioned the disciples to leave after serving tea.
The smile on Leng Shan's face deepened, he picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly, and by the way, he exchanged a 'unexpected' look with Cao Wujiang beside him.
"No more gossip, Mr. Wujiang met Yueqing yesterday, fell in love at first sight, and adored her. The two are a good match in terms of status, talent, etc., and they have a good impression of each other. I want to take the opportunity to put the two of them together The marriage is set, and this beautiful event is fulfilled."
"What dowry is Prince Mang's mansion going to give?"
Cao Wujiang couldn't contain his excitement, coughed twice, and sat upright: "As long as the suzerain can open it, our Mang King Mansion will do our best to satisfy you, and marry Yueqingfengguangguang into Mang Mang Mansion."
Leng Shan said: "The marriage between the two parties will be in-laws in the future. Your business is our business. We will advance and retreat together, and seek common development."
"Sounds good, but we don't seem to have any trouble at the moment." The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect looked at the other elders.
The elders exchanged opinions and deliberately said: "What trouble is it worth us marrying a daughter to survive? It seems that there is no such thing."
"Senior brother, there are no outsiders here, so I'll just say it straight, about Yaoshan..."
The slightly fat elder pretended to be surprised: "What's the matter with Yaoshan?"
Leng Shan looked at them, smiling unabated: "The matter of taking office as the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect."
"When we took office as the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect, we have been decent all our lives, and we have never done anything unethical."
Leng Shan's smile slowly subsided, and Cao Wujiang also realized that something was wrong.
The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect said lightly: "I admire Young Master Wujiang very much, but the matter of marriage still needs to be cautious."
"Senior brother, do you have to make things clear? If Yaoshan's threat is not resolved, Qingyunzong may be in danger at any time."
The fat elder said again: "I really don't understand, what is the threat of Yaoshan?"
"Senior brother, don't take risks, if things are known to outsiders..."
The female elder sneered, and reminded with words: "You have a conflict between Lengshan and Qingyunzong, and you won't make up unnecessary charges. Don't let outsiders not only don't believe your words, but also doubt your character."
"Are you sure you can hide the secret of Yaoshan?" Lengshan's eyes turned cold, and he finally understood that Qingyunzong had made it clear that he would not admit the secret of Yaoshan.
"I really don't understand what the secret of Yaoshan is. If you are wondering about the strange sound late at night, then I can tell you very clearly that it was the elder Yaoshan who was injured while practicing the exercises. It's no big deal."
Cao Wujiang said solemnly: "Sect Master Li, don't make fun of the existence of Qingyunzong."
Leng Shan signaled Cao Wujiang not to worry. "Dare you take me to Yaoshan to see?"
"Please!" The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect got up in person and left the main hall with several elders.
The group soon came to Yaoshan, where they had been suppressed before. The deep hole had been filled, and the chains and boulders were gone.
Leng Shan Ningmei walked for a few laps, but did not find any traces of the Eight Bitter Universe Array, as if it had completely disappeared.
Moved elsewhere?
impossible!
Only the spiritual power of Yaoshan can maintain the formation in Qingyunzong, and if you want to redeploy it in other places, it requires huge resources and manpower, and it is impossible to complete it silently.
Is it directly killed?
Impossible!
Qingyunzong couldn't take that responsibility, otherwise he would have been executed directly in the past, and it was impossible to keep the remnant soul.
The female elder reminded again: "No one will believe that a person who betrayed the teacher's sect framed the teacher's sect, you can do it yourself."
"Young Master Wujiang, the reception was poor. I still have something to do, so I'm leaving." The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect left directly, as if he had no interest in entertaining.
"Arrange a few disciples to see off guests." Several elders glanced at them with a sneer and left one after another.
After a while, only a few middle-aged disciples were left guarding them with bad expressions.
"Uncle Leng, what's going on?" Cao Wujiang looked ugly, how could Qingyunzong change his attitude overnight?
"Let's go back first, this secret can't be solved by tricks, something must have happened." Leng Shan arranged eyeliners in Qingyunzong, and let those people investigate secretly first.
"Just leave like this?" Cao Wujiang hadn't gotten a marriage contract yet, and he didn't bring up Ling Xue.
"We will come back, trust me." Leng Shan comforted Cao Wujiang and left with a sullen face.
On the top of Yaoshan Mountain, the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Leng Shan and others who had left, his expression was not as relaxed as before.
Elder Yaoshan walked over slowly: "Don't worry, the remnant soul has been transferred, and I will notify you when I deal with it."
"It's work." The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect was quite polite to the old man. Looking at the Qingyun Sect, the only person who could make him polite was this one, and the only person he could absolutely trust. Now that the old man has spoken, he can only choose to believe.
"Let me handle the matter of the remnant soul. You deal with the Mansion of Mang King, and they won't let it go."
"Qingyunzong has not yet fallen to the point of being slaughtered by others."
...
In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu played.
Most of the disciples in the Qingyun Sect have forgotten their competition agreement. Each disciple has his own cultivation and his own affairs. Who would care about it every day? However, with the reminder of those who have a heart, today's tenth martial arts field was full of disciples early, and many disciples rushed here.
"Betting on betting, betting on pleasure, betting on pleasure, betting on entertainment, right."
"Betting on Mu Zixiu to win, one loses one. Betting Qin Ming can hold on to the end, one loses ten."
"I'm in the bank, everyone can bet with confidence."
Huyan Zhuozhuo swaggered in the crowd, shouting loudly. The round and plump body is matched with the gorgeous robe, and it looks like a bunch of meatballs sprinkled with green onions and red peppers. There were several male and female disciples behind him, all of whom were recruited by him. They held up signs, books and bags, and enthusiastically introduced the rules to the many disciples. They were very skilled, and obviously they did this kind of thing a lot.
Many disciples would put some gold coins, or some spirit grass, etc., and most of the disciples present were high-ranking disciples with some background. They'd love to have a little fun with this small bet.
Huyan Zhuozhuo turned around, no one bet on Qin Ming to win, but Mu Zixiu won.
Although Qin Ming had some brute strength, he also began to cultivate the King Kong Jin, but it is impossible to cultivate the King Kong Jin to the great level in just one month.
Who is Mu Zixiu? The elite of the upper circle! Who is Jiang Yi? The lunatic of the lower circles.
Who will win? Toes will know.
"I bet Qin's life!" A pretty girl came to Huyan Zhuozhuo.
"Miss Caiyi? You came here in person." Huyan Zhuozhuo's round face immediately turned into a white-faced steamed bun, and the seam was nowhere to be found.
"Miss Caiyi." The disciples in the back immediately smiled and saluted respectfully.
Caiyi flipped over the signs in their hands and was unhappy: "Why does our Qin Ming lose ten for one life?"
"This...the crowd's voice, I made the odds based on the feedback from the scene, and I didn't intend to belittle the son of Qin Ming." Huyan Zhuozhuo's smiling face is harmless to humans and animals, and you can't help but be amused if you want to get angry.
"I bet three Lingzhu grass, if Qin Ming can hold on to the end, will you really pay me thirty?"
"Of course, of course." Huyan Zhuozhuo motioned to the people around him to write down.
"Let's see." Cai Yi snorted and turned to leave.
"Hey, Miss Caiyi, where's the Lingzhu Grass?" The disciple who was about to receive the goods was stunned. You have to guarantee your bet first.
"Our family Qin Ming will definitely be able to hold on to the end. I'm sure to win. You all have 30 Lingzhu grass ready. Just give it to me when the time comes, and I don't need to bet."
Huyan Zhuozhuo's face became bitter: "Playing for nothing?"
"I saved your trouble, hey, write it down for me, and I'll find you to get the Lingzhu grass." Caiyi greeted the sisters and left with a smile.
"Young Master, look..." The disciple behind Huyan Zhuozhuo was dumbfounded.
"Take it down, it's not bad." Huyan Zhuozhuo didn't dare to provoke this young lady, so he should coax her to be happy.
A female disciple behind him whispered, "Young Master, did you pay attention just now that Caiyi's opening and closing are our Qin Mings."
"That's what she always called."
"It's so sweet."
"You care too much! Continue to bet." Huyan Zhuozhuo walked around with a smile, praising the disciples passing by from time to time.
There was a sudden commotion in the martial arts field. Thousands of disciples looked towards the east entrance one after another. From there, Yueqing came to the martial arts field and boarded the east edge of Yanwutai.
The beautiful fairy face, quiet and elegant temperament, and tall figure are perfect and impeccable.
She is not only the goddess admired by countless male disciples of Qingyun Sect, but also their pride. It is Yueqing's amazing talent and achievement that makes the entire new generation of Qingyun Sect proud.
The disciples were very excited. Most of them didn't actually come to see the play, but came to Yueqing.
Usually it is really rare to see her, and many disciples see her for the first time.
Caiyi and her little sisters all gathered around Yueqing, waiting for the game to start.
At this time, someone exclaimed: "Look, Tieshanhe is here! It is said that on the day Qin Ming went to Wuzong Pavilion, Tieshanhe went to find him. I don't know what happened."
Tie Shanhe was dressed in black, and he stood out from the crowd. His slender eyes were especially sharp, and there was no smile on Leng Jun's face. He belongs to the kind of sharp-edged person who never hides himself, like a drawn sword that makes people afraid to approach.
He rarely appears in public, and it's a surprise to be here today.
But this was just the beginning. There was a constant commotion in the tenth martial arts field. Some well-known direct disciples, as well as some special high-ranking disciples, even appeared here one after another.
"Look there, Han Qianye is also here. He has such a strong aura. It is said that his phantom sword has become a master."
"Is that Ding Dian? How did he come here? I haven't seen him for a long time."
"What's the matter today, there are a lot of big people here."
People were all surprised. I really didn't expect a challenge to attract them, just because of Yueqing?
"Ling Xue? Ling Xue of Yaoshan is here! Am I right?"
"It's so beautiful! It's really Ling Xue!"
There were bursts of exclamations from the west entrance. Ling Xue, dressed in white, was cold and arrogant when she came to the martial arts field.
This should be the first time that Ling Xue has entered the martial arts field, and it is the first time that she has come to watch the competition between the disciples.