Sister, I don't want to work hard

Chapter 14 The Secret Shield
Fengge Peak.

In the quiet room, Xue Bingxuan, who was reading the Taoist scriptures, saw Qi Yalan with her brows folded, followed by Qin Muling with a helpless face, and she already understood seven or eight points in her heart.

"Junior sister, what are you trying to do?"

Xue Bingxuan put down the jade book in her hand gracefully, and asked in a leisurely manner, and the momentum of her whole body gradually increased in silence.

"Let the younger brother move to my place, that's it."

Qi Yalan wasn't long-winded, and she bluntly pointed out her intentions.

Jianxiu has such a stubborn and direct temperament, never so many twists and turns, euphemism and subtlety.

Xue Bingxuan smiled: "The younger brother is also the core disciple of the sect. He has his own dojo cave. Where does he want to live, it seems that you don't need to ask?"

Qi Yalan stared at her: "You can live anywhere, as long as you don't stay with you."

Xue Bingxuan sighed: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

With her words, the pressure in the space increased sharply, accompanied by Feng Ming, who seemed to be absent, a phantom of a scorching red cauldron looming behind her, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply, like a circle The blazing sun is skyward.

Qin Muling only felt chills to the bones, even though the elder sister didn't deliberately target him, the terrifying coercion emanating from this unknown treasure still made him feel breathless. In front of the other party, he was like an ancient time. The ants on the crater are generally fragile.

Qi Yalan had no fear, a jade sword that was pitch black as ink, three feet long, and looked ordinary appeared in her hands at an unknown time. Passed the momentum of the big sister.

"'Jingyou'? You're crazy!"

Xue Bingxuan's eyelids jumped wildly. She didn't expect that Qi Yalan would show this famous fierce soldier in the sect.

This ancient murderous soldier named "Jiyou" is extremely powerful. It has always been in the hands of the master. With the current cultivation of the third sister, it is still impossible to fully control it. Once it erupts, let alone this quiet room, it is The entire Fengge Peak had to be turned into dust.

I don't know what the Master Teacher Zun thought about it, and he gave this thing to her without a sound!
Qi Yalan tried her best to control the destructive sword qi that was about to get out of control, and said every word: "Let the younger brother move over there!"

Xue Bingxuan's expression turned cold: "You haven't competed for a few years. Junior sister, your kendo skills are getting better and better. You think you can do it again, right? That's fine. Let senior sister take a good look at it today!"

The mysterious seed in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness vibrated slightly, and a wisp of subtle fluctuations spread out, easily dispelling the suffocating pressure.

Qin Muling, whose pressure was greatly reduced, finally had a chance to speak: "Two senior sisters, don't you really want to do it? As for this?"

"Don't interrupt!"

The two women yelled in unison.

"..."

Qin Muling just felt very awkward.

There are still many outsiders in the sect. If the two senior core disciples have to fight for such a trivial matter, it will only make outsiders laugh.

It was really going to be a big mess, and the head teacher, Mu Yinghua, got angry.

After all, I have overlooked a problem: no matter how high the cultivation base and the most respected women are, they are still women after all, and some things should not be expected from them at all.

Qin Muling pondered helplessly, there seems to be no essential difference in the nature of a creature like a woman, regardless of past life, present life, or different time and space worlds.

Just when the situation was about to get out of control, a billowing white fog appeared out of thin air, filling the entire space lightly, isolating the two women who were facing each other.

A slightly thin and slender figure appeared in the field, and immediately solidified. It was an ordinary-looking green-robed old man with white beard and white hair, deep eyes, and some kind of inexplicable and incomprehensible lingering all over his body. Weird rhyme.

I didn't see any action from him, but he easily suppressed the two heavy weapons, making the two women unable to fight at all.

"Ancestor? Why did you come here in person?"

Xue Bingxuan exclaimed in surprise, Qi Yalan's eyes disappeared, and she silently accepted the ancient sword and bowed her body.Only Qin Muling looked confused and didn't know where the other party came from.

"...You two girls, wait outside first!"

The old man in green robe looked at them with a calm expression: "The matter of Qin Muling, the headmaster has told me before, this round of planning is related to the future rise and fall of Yunmeng Tiangong, and we must be cautious, so the ancestor I Just come and see for yourself."

"Follow my ancestor's orders."

The two women bowed again and withdrew. Before going out, Xue Bingxuan gave Qin Muling a reassuring look, indicating that he should not be nervous.

When the door of the quiet room was closed again, the unfathomable elder looked at the young man in front of him and smiled generously:
"You don't need to be nervous, just sit down and talk."

"Yes."

Qin Muling saluted in a proper manner, and after the other party sat down on the futon first, he sat down opposite him.

After half an hour.

Qin Muling finally understood the origin of the old man in green robe. He was the Taoist companion of a certain sect master more than a dozen generations ago. At that time, Yunmeng Tiangong had not yet declined, and was still a member of the super Taoist lineage. From that distant era to the present, it is a well-deserved antique.

When Patriarch Hengyi first debuted, he was a well-known loose cultivator. By chance, he obtained the inheritance of the ancient great supernatural powers. His cultivation base is the best in the world, especially in the field of celestial magic. Accomplishments, it is said that he is not inferior to the old immortals in the palace of robbery who are reclusive.

An unexpected encounter, Ancestor Hengyi forged a fate with a core disciple of Yunmeng Tiangong at that time, and assisted her to ascend to the throne of the supreme leader, and later became a Taoist companion.

Although Yunmeng Tiangong is headed by a female cultivator, it does not prohibit the headmaster or high-level elders from looking for a Taoist companion. However, unlike those disciples who married out, most of the situations of Ancestor Hengyi belong to the nature of entering a family. Only There are a few exceptions.

According to convention, even after marrying the headmaster, he could not live in the sect, but there was another dojo outside, and he could only come over regularly to gather with his buddies.It doesn't sound so reasonable, but the Yunmeng Tiangong at that time was a super orthodox, and some of the rules were inevitably a bit unreasonable.

Up to now, the headmaster who has long since retired, like Ancestor Hengyi, has the identity of the Supreme Elder of Yunmeng Tiangong. He usually shuns the world and cultivates in seclusion. Only when the life or death of the sect is related, will he be invited to preside over the overall situation.

"...More than ten thousand years ago, Yunmeng Tiangong unfortunately suffered a catastrophe,"

Ancestor Hengyi said quietly: "Although this seat and all the elders tried their best to plan a solution and fight, it is a pity that they all fell short. In the reincarnation, the unlucky ones were directly turned into ashes, and several important treasures of the town school were also lost, so that the strength of the sect declined greatly."

"The sect's sect has lost its temper, and its strength has been greatly reduced. Originally, I was completely lost. It was your appearance that made me see a glimmer of hope again. That little girl, Mu Yinghua... does have a bit of luck."

Qin Muling thought for a while before asking tentatively, "Then, can you calculate my future achievements?"

"cannot,"

Ancestor Hengyi looked calm: "What I know now is not necessarily much more than Mu Yinghua, although I really want to spend my life and energy to calculate things related to you, but the moment I see you , I understand, if you really dare to rely on your own cultivation and falsely test the secrets, I have to explain this old bone here today."

Since ancient times, God's will is high and difficult to ask!
What is God's will?It is incomprehensible, indescribable, indescribable, incapable of control, and contains infinite mysteries and mysteries. Perhaps only the legendary Hongmeng sage who fits the Tao can understand all the changes in the heaven.

In the eyes of Ancestor Hengyi, an anomaly like Qin Muling could not be calculated at all. If anyone relied on their knowledge of some astronomical divination techniques to show off and show off, the final outcome would be extremely miserable.

Seeing Qin Muling's thoughtful expression, Ancestor Hengyi smiled slightly and explained, "There are some eyeliners both inside and outside the sect that have been eyeing you, and Mu Yinghua is worried about your safety, so he specially invited a few people to move. Elder Taishang came out and became your Taoist protector."

"My mission is to use supernatural powers to confuse the heavens, block your qi and fate, and add another layer of protection to your safety, so that you can go out and travel in the future."

Qin Muling breathed a sigh of relief: "Since this is the case, there is Lao Ancestor."

Ancestor Hengyi nodded and took out nine white round jade coins with square holes, a black lacquered tortoise shell, a colorful bronze altar, several unknown animal bones, and twelve flags. A small magic circle was arranged.

After a while, with the two at the center, a faint cloud of light shrouded down, and mysterious and unpredictable heaven and earth with infinite rhyme swarmed.

Qin Muling felt that his divine soul was closer than ever before to the lofty, lonely and indifferent Supreme Heaven, and it was almost within reach. It was a wonderful feeling that could not be described in words.

With the actions of Ancestor Hengyi, Qin Muling's external vision of luck disappeared little by little, and it seemed that he was no different from the ordinary core disciple.

(End of this chapter)