Qingqiu is difficult

On the ninth floor, countless gold-decorated dragons hovered high with their teeth and claws dancing, and there were fox statues on the left and right, graceful and luxurious, showing a noble and peaceful atmosphere. Tu Shanyong drank tea leisurely and looked at Li Shubai in the audience.

Tu Shanfei sat aside, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Yong said slowly: "I thought it was nothing. It turned out to be just a girl who was accidentally beaten to death. Even though she was the girl left behind by the old lady, there is no need to ask me to make a special assessment."

After hearing this, Tu Shanfei stepped forward, knelt down and moved a few steps, cupped his hands and said:

"Father! But just because of a girl, this boy destroyed my stone foundation. Now I have no soul to rely on, and I don't know where to store my cultivation in the future."

Li Shubai knelt on the spot. Although the sword had been taken away, there was no regret in his eyes. He knelt there like a mountain, neither humble nor arrogant, neither leaning nor leaning.

Yong put down the tea cup and said to Li Shubai, "Do you agree to what he said?"

Li Shubai's eyes were lowered, but he didn't show any respect. Instead, he seemed to be disdainful of everything in front of him. He said coldly: "Yes."

Yong said: "I originally thought that I have owed Song a lot since I was a child. You are his apprentice and the only person close to him, so I gave you the title of Young Master and allowed you to live in Qingqiu. But I But I never expected that this kind of upbringing would actually make you forget who you are.

I actually raised my son's enemy. "

Li Shubai didn't say a word. At this moment, he was completely despairing. To be honest, if he could die together with these people in front of him, he could not wait to die in this hall right now!

But nothing can be exchanged for unnecessary casualties. He still has to kneel here and watch them stand tall.

Yong looked at him and asked the people around him, "Is Song here?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone walking up quickly and whispering: "Clan leader, Young Master Song is here."

Tu Shanyong nodded, and not long after, he saw Song coming in the wind wearing a green shirt. He squinted and saw that the child looked very much like his mother. For a moment, he actually had the illusion that the woman was back.

Only when Song came closer and saluted him did he come back to his senses.

The servants in the audience explained the ins and outs to Song, and Yong stood at a high place and said slowly:

"Song, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

Tu Shansong bowed and saluted: "The patriarch has always acted fairly, but now this foreigner has made a big mistake, and everything is at the discretion of the patriarch."

Yong was silent for a moment and smiled:

"I heard that he received many true teachings from Song in Qingqiu and also cultivated his spiritual foundation. In this case, destroy his spiritual foundation and drive him out of Qingqiu!"

After saying that, he turned his head slightly and looked at Song: "What do you think?"

Song bowed his head and said yes.

That night, Tu Shanyong sent Li Shubai out of Qingqiu under the escort of a group of Tu Shanyong's shadows and Qingqiu guards. The moonlight is hazy, the surrounding trees are deep, and the breeze blows on the cheeks, but it carries the chill of spring, scraping endless sadness in people's hearts.

The moment before leaving, the great elder will remove his spiritual energy from him.

The Great Elder set up a magic circle, but a simple magic circle could strip away all his cultivation. From then on, his spiritual base was completely destroyed and he could no longer practice.

After setting up the formation, Li Shubai stood in the middle of the formation. The great elder asked:

"Once the spiritual foundation is destroyed, you will no longer be able to practice in this life. Before that, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Li Shubai raised his head, looked at the people around him, stared at Song for a long time, and then said slowly: "I don't have any other wishes. If Ling'er leaves, I just hope that a trace of her soul will be placed on my sword. There is nothing else to ask for.”

The elder looked at everyone, closed his eyes and nodded, then summoned a wisp of Ling'er's remnant soul from the deep palace. Looking from a distance, he saw a green smoke with a slight phosphorescence rising from the palace, wandering around. In front of the palace gate.

The elder stretched out two more fingers and drove the remaining soul into Li Shubai's sword. After finishing all this, Li Shubai bowed his head and thanked him. The elder put the spirit in his hand on Song's hand and said:

"Young Master Li is indeed aggrieved by this matter, but I cannot go against the wishes of the clan leader. Since you are his master, I will leave this matter to you."

Song glanced at the Lingxi in his hand and thanked the elder:

"It's hard to repay the elder's great kindness by fulfilling his last wish. Now..."

The elder shook his head and indicated that he could start execution.

Song held Lingxi and looked at Li Shubai, who was standing in the middle of the formation. At this moment, his face was pale, his eyes were sad, and he was discouraged. He had no desire to survive, let alone keep any spiritual foundation.

He sighed and used the Heart Art to activate Lingxi. As the spiritual power rose, the Lingxi slowly rose into the air, taking the shape of a sharp knife and piercing Li Shubai's heart.

In the palace, Tu Shanfei made a big fuss, sitting on the ground and rolling around.

"Why! I finally caught that boy's fault. He bullied his son so much. Why did you destroy his spirit and drive him out of the mountain? This sentence is too light!"

Tu Shanyong held his forehead, feeling a little headache. He sat upright, looked at Fei at the foot of the stairs, and sighed:

"Didn't you listen to what Tu Shansong said? He pointed out that the boy is a foreigner. Now the Moon Kingdom is the dominant one. If we have a stalemate with the Moon Kingdom at this time, if one day the Moon Kingdom and the Chu Kingdom start to fight, they will be the first to deal with it. Aren’t we the ones plundering Qingqiu?”

He looked like he hated iron for not being able to become steel. He walked down from the high steps, helped Tu Shanfei up, and said comfortingly:

"Fei, remember, the starting point for doing something is never the bad breath I want to express, it is the anger of a common man. All your actions must be with the purpose of disintegrating the opponent's wings and increasing your own strength. Understand?"

Tu Shanfei hummed in dissatisfaction. He sat up and asked Yong:

"Father, that Song, since you think he has a problem and is a threat, why don't you just kill him while he's still young? Why bother pretending to be a respectful uncle and nephew with him!"

Yong narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, sighed and said:

"Not only can we not let him die, we must also protect him. When his father left, the clan originally supported his father as the clan leader. His mother suddenly became seriously ill, and his father voluntarily removed his spirit base and left Qingqiu in exchange for Qingqiu's peaceful.

Such achievements and greatness are all remembered by no one in Qingqiu. Therefore, if he dies at this moment, everyone in Qingqiu will definitely think that I, as an uncle, am worried that my nephew will seize power. After I leave, Fei, how will you stop him then? Everyone in the world is sitting safely on this high position? "

Tu Shanfei listened and nodded thoughtfully, but he was extremely unconfident. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back his inner doubts and frowned and asked: "Father, his father died because he lost his spiritual foundation." I can’t inherit the position of the clan leader, but I don’t have a spiritual foundation, how can I still inherit the position of the clan leader?”