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Chapter 151 Provocation
Assembly Hall.

The head of the sect, Jiuqing Taoist, looked down at Yun Jiu who was kneeling at her feet and crying loudly. Since she started, she has never seen her cry so sadly.

There were two clear and light tears running down the porcelain doll's face, on the curved and curly eyelashes, there was a sparkle of crystal light, and her watery eyes were like the brightest black gemstones in the world.

She was sobbing, like a little woman who had suffered a great humiliation, which made people feel distressed.

"Jiu'er, tell me quickly, where have you been all these years, who have you been with, what have you been through, and why are you only coming back now, where is Yunrong?"

He asked several questions in a row, and Yun Jiu choked when he asked, looked at him while crying, opened his mouth several times, and didn't know which question to answer for a while.

Daoist Jiuqing also realized that he was too anxious, the key was that his disciple was crying like this, and when he brought him back, he was thrown down from the sky by Qingyue, covered in dust, he couldn't bear to look directly at it, it inevitably made him worry.

On the other hand, Qingyue's apprentice, who was alive and kicking, went out to run wild after only a few days of retreat, and he didn't seem to have suffered at all.

He suddenly shivered and asked, "Have you been bullied by someone?"

This question is very standard, because he knows that the person on Wushuang Peak usually looks lazy and doesn't care about world affairs, but when he has nothing to do, he doesn't know which corner of the mountain to wander around, or use the water mirror in his hand to spy. He will listen to it unexpectedly.

So can't name it.

Furthermore, one of them is the head of the Yunhai Sect, and the other is the Great Elder, with extremely high prestige.

If there is any more unhappiness because of the apprentice's affairs, it will damage the reputation of them and the Yunhai faction if it spreads.

Can't commit.

After that, Yun Jiu talked about what happened in the sea of ​​death. Of course, in order to avoid Qing Tingyu being implicated, she simplified the matter and focused on the matter of Sang Qi.

"Sang Qi has joined the Tianyang Sect. Now he is quite different. His skills are profound and treacherous, and he can easily break through the formations of the Wanmo Palace. If it wasn't for the fact that he was in the same sect, I would have already It's a mummy."

"What about after that?" Daoist Jiuqing asked.

Yun Jiu showed a confused posture at the right time, "After that... After that, my brother and I fainted when we lost to him, and after that, when we woke up, we had already left the Wanmo Palace, so Master still went to ask Master Lingyin what happened next. Uncle."

Is this related to Nan Lingyin?

According to what Tuer said, after Sang Qi knocked them out, he would definitely go directly to the Wanmo Palace. At that time, Nan Lingyin used some means to make her, He Yu, and the monster disappear in place.

Mu Jiuqing squinted his eyes and leaned back in the chair.

No matter how much Nan Lingyin's strength is, it is impossible to surpass Jindan. It is absolutely impossible to take away a serious injury or a huge monster by teleportation.

That was the formation method, and with Qingyue's practice in the formation method, it was understandable to teach it to his only disciple.

But also in terms of strength, her strength does not allow her to arrange an eighth-level formation, at most a fourth-level formation, which can take away three or four people, but can't take away big guys.

So what method did she use?
At this time, Yun Jiu reminded: "Master, if I remember correctly, Master Lingyin has been to the Huanhuazong, and I heard from my brother that they stayed there for a long time."

She didn't make it clear, so she could ask Master to inquire about the news, and she would definitely be able to find out unknown stories.Second, to throw out doubts, let the master be more convinced that the tricks that Nan Lingyin used at that time are very likely to be related to the Huan Huazong.

As we all know, when Lingyin went out to practice, Huanhuazong happened to show up.

Her strategy was successful, and Daoist Jiuqing immediately suspected that Nanlingyin had inherited the Huanhuazong's inheritance.

You must know that the Huanhuazong has always been placed between the famous decent and the evil, and it is an unstable existence.

But I have to admit that Huanhuazong's achievements in those years were very attractive, and their unique skills in the sect were also mouth-watering.

It's a pity that later generations went there countless times, and they either died in the valley, or returned with serious injuries when they found nothing.

"Master?"

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Yun Jiu tentatively called out.

Daoist Jiuqing let out an "ah" and regained his senses, "You should practice first these few days, don't worry about cultivation."

Having said that, Yun Jiu knew there was something going on, wiped away tears wisely, and withdrew.

Outside the door, Zhiyu Zhenjun listened to the whole process under the cover of the magic weapon, and disappeared without a sound.

At the same time, Lingyin rushed back to the Yunhai faction before the gate of the mountain was closed.

The western sky intertwined with the colorful sunset glow, she stayed in mid-air for a long time to appreciate it before landing.

Because more than ten years have passed, the disciples standing guard at the gate have changed several times, and no one knows her at all, so they have to take out their ID cards to enter.

Just at this time, a swaggering, square-faced, serious figure bumped into her sight.

She frowned involuntarily, and when the disciples beside her saluted respectfully, she nodded slightly: "I have seen the master."

If it was according to the etiquette, she would call him "Brother Sect Master". In view of all the previous "friendly" discussions and negotiations, she didn't want to have too much to do with him.

Those young disciples saw that she didn't even use the most basic disciple etiquette, and the headmaster didn't blame her, so they couldn't help wondering about the identity of this woman.

Lingyin is not a person who likes to show off, so she took out half of her identity card and put it back, and tried to walk past Mu Jiuqing.

"Junior Sister Lingyin."

A deep and heavy voice exploded like thunder, and all the disciples looked at each other, their serious faces gradually showed shock and astonishment, their mouths were opened, and their eyes were fixed on Lingyin's thin back.

"What does the master call her? Junior sister Lingyin?!"

"Junior Sister Lingyin, is Nan Lingyin on Wushuang Peak, the closed disciple of Daoist Qingyue?!"

"Little Master Lingyin?"

……

For these little Doudings who have just started, there is several generations of difference between them and the peak masters of the peaks, so it is not an exaggeration to call them masters.

His identity was exposed, and if he hid it again, it would inevitably fall into the mouth. Lingyin paused, swept past the melon-eating disciples with a pleasant face, and finally landed on Mu Jiuqing.

"If the head has something to do, you can follow me to Wushuang Peak to discuss in detail, or go to your peak, and reveal my identity in front of them, so as to scare them."

Mu Jiuqing chuckled, just as she was about to show her majesty, Lingyin pointed her sword behind her back, a blue light faintly lingered on her fingertips, and the disciple closest to her shivered suddenly, as if a basin of cold water had flowed from her. The top of her head fell down, and she led the rest of the disciples to salute her.

"Meet the little master."

Lingyin smiled kindly at the head of the sect, ignoring his face that was as dark as the ashes of the bottom of a pot, and waved his hands to let the disciples continue to guard their posts.

Because she didn't know why he was looking for her, Lingyin found an excuse and proposed to go to Wushuangfeng, and take the initiative in her own hands.

And with the backing of his master, even if he has a big problem, he doesn't dare to criticize him at will.

(End of this chapter)