Fast time travel is more than auspicious

Chapter 147 Chapter 33

The Qingyang Sect is located near Dali, Yunnan, very far to the south.

Among the five established sects in Jianghu, Qingyang sect is among them.

Unlike Piaoshuang Pavilion, Piaoshuang Pavilion is located in the Tatar region and does not have a very good relationship with the Central Plains.

However, because Dali is affiliated to the Central Plains, the Qingyang faction has a good relationship with Xiaoyao Palace.

When Lin Xuan came to Yunnan, everything else was easy to say, but this language really made her difficult.

It's not that there are no people who can speak official language, but most of them are court officials, or at least they are also upper-class people.

Where can ordinary people go to learn Mandarin?

So as soon as they entered the city, Lin Xuan and Lin Cao's ears were full of humming. Anyway, there was a lot of noise around, but they couldn't understand anything in their ears.

"Let's go, it's getting late today, let's find an inn to live in first." Most inns have people who can speak Mandarin, after all, most of the inns are foreigners who come and go, so it's really true inconvenient.

"Xiao Er, bring a pot of tea and two side dishes." As soon as he entered the door, Lin Xuan led Lin Cao to sit on the empty table next to him.

It's not dinner time yet, so there aren't many people in the inn, which makes it seem a little deserted.

When the second brother saw the visitor, he immediately enthusiastically brought a rag over to wipe the table for them.

To be honest, the table in front of Lin Xuan was already full of light.

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, the waiter carried the rag to the back kitchen.

There are fewer customers, and the dishes are served quickly.

After the two finished their meal, there were more people in the lobby.

Lin Xuan called Xiaoer over and asked for two rooms, and was not in a hurry to go back, so he sat in the lobby and listened to the people from all over the world.

Suddenly a voice came into Lin Xuan's ears.

"Hey, have you heard that the Qingyang faction seems to be in trouble."

Qingyang Sect is exactly where Lin Xuan is going. As soon as these three words came out, Lin Xuan's attention was attracted.

"What trouble can the Qingyang faction have? Doesn't the Qingyang faction have Jiang Chengzhi, who is one of the five masters." A person next to him said rolling his eyes.

"Five masters? He has to be at home. I heard that this Jiang Chengzhi hasn't appeared for more than a year. Who knows if it's a fart."

"Yes, I heard that the Condor Sect brought people up to harass it several times, but Jiang Chengzhi never showed up. Maybe something really happened."

Lin Xuan and Lin Cao looked at each other, and both could see the doubt and seriousness in each other's eyes.

Jiang Chengzhi didn't come out. Others came to provoke him, but he didn't come out. Needless to say, something must have happened.

It's not necessarily dead, but it's possible to get caught up in other things.

That would be bad news. It would be better if they don't run into trouble when they come to the door.

When they went back, the two discussed it, "Let's go and have a look at the door tomorrow, and if there is any trouble, we will leave immediately."

What is the morality of the rivers and lakes, what is that, is it important to have a small life?
At most, Lin Xuan would write a letter to Marquis Wen, and it would be the utmost benevolence to say what happened here.

Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu, and if the Qingyang faction causes trouble on its own, it naturally has to solve it on its own.

It is said that the relationship between the Qingyang faction and Xiaoyao Palace is not bad, but can the Jianghu sect really help?
Yes, but less.

After Lin Xuan and Lin Cao exchanged opinions, they went back to their respective houses, washed up and took a rest.

After being on the road for so many days, Lin Xuan felt like he was smelling bad.

Early the next morning, the two of them arrived at the gate of Qingyang Sect.

The Qingyang faction seemed to be in some turmoil. None of Lin Xuan and Lin Cao's disciples came up to inquire.

There were people coming and going everywhere, looking anxious and uneasy.

The two walked inside for about a stick of incense, before one person stood up and pointed at them and asked, "Where did you two come from, and what's the matter!"

Only then did Lin Xuan take out the post from his sleeve and said, "The two of us came from Xiaoyao Palace. This is the post for next year's martial arts conference. Master told me to send it here. It's just that when I went up the mountain, I didn't see anyone blocking me, so I made my own decision." Come up."

The man on the opposite side paused, a trace of helplessness and suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he was not silent for a long time. He only paused briefly and said to Lin Xuan and the others, "Since you are from Xiaoyao Palace, you can come in first."

The inner sect of the Qingyang Sect looked better, at least no one seemed to be in a panicky mood.

But all the disciples had solemn expressions on their faces, and it could be seen that this crisis must be quite serious.

Lin Xuan pondered in his heart for a while, but he never thought about what could cause such a first-class sect to be worried like this.

It's also because Lin Xuan has little experience in the arena. If he is a veteran who has been in the arena, he may already know it by now.

After all, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and there are still rumors outside.

There was a circle of people sitting in the main hall of the Qingyang School. The person who brought Lin Xuan over asked Lin Xuan to wait outside the door, and then went in to report.

"Who? Someone from Xiaoyao Palace?" Jiang Yu asked.

"Yes, but there are two young men and women who came, they should be the younger generations of Xiaoyao Palace." Jiang Yan said.

Speaking of young men and women, Jiang Yu immediately thought of the two people he met when he was hunted down that day. He didn't have time to ask their names, and something like that happened, Jiang Yu felt a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, please come in. Now that something like this has happened, others will know sooner or later. After all, Xiaoyao Palace is the largest sect in the Central Plains. Call in." Jiang Yu sighed and said to a middle-aged woman sitting beside her .

"Listen to my son, call in and ask."

Lin Xuan and Lin Cao followed Jiang Yan into the hall, and there were several elders sitting on the left and right.

Jiang Yu, who was sitting in the upper left seat, was dumbfounded when he saw the two of them. Wasn't this because he met someone that day?

Jiang Yu recognized the two of them, but Lin Xuan and Lin Cao didn't pay attention.

After all, when the two of them met Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu was still a girl, but the one sitting there was a man.

Lin Xuan handed over the post in his hand, and said, "Today, Lin Xuan is ordered by his master to deliver the post for the martial arts conference."

Lin Xuan didn't intend to get involved in trouble, so he handed over a post explaining his purpose as soon as he came up.

Who knows that she doesn't want to cause trouble, but she can't help her reputation.

As soon as Lin Xuan said the name, the people sitting in the room were obviously stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed ecstasy.

Lin Xuan: ...I feel troubled.

"Is the person standing in the hall Linxuan Gu Linxuan?" The person who asked the question was Liu Changqing, an elder of the Qingyang Sect.

Lin Xuan didn't know the specific situation, but she could hear the excitement in Liu Changqing's trembling words.

Moreover, what Liu Changqing asked was about the Immortal Medicine Valley, not the Xiaoyao Palace, so the troubles of the Qingyang School may need to be solved by skilled doctors.

That being the case, it doesn't matter if you take care of it.

After all, she doesn't need to make enemies, but only hides behind the scenes. This can solve the embarrassment of the Qingyang faction, and can also make the Qingyang faction owe her a favor.

(End of this chapter)