Lingzhi: I have an entry panel

Seeing the speechless expression on his little apprentice's face, Master Xingke couldn't help but knock the former on the head.

Facing Song He's pitiful eyes, he continued:

"The chaos in Fang Yuyu is not endless. Every point they take away means one point is lost. After all, they have truly taken away this Fang Yuyu.

As expected, those fellow apprentices know better about plundering resources.

You have done a great job in this matter.

As for why you need fellow Taoist Qinzhu to convey this to you, I guess they must have reached some deals after that memory.

If my guess is correct...this matter is related to you, I will invite fellow Taoist Qinzhu to come and talk about it. "

Master Xing Ke's mobility is quite strong.

After saying that, he ordered a blue fox to invite people.

After a while, he invited a rather heroic-looking woman over. Her Confucian robe was embroidered with several bamboo patterns.

Master Xing Ke agreed: "I also think that everything is fine with my little apprentice, but he is too cautious."

Can bear fruit.

I am asked to convey the fighting skills between the core monks of your Lingye Sect and Shenye Sect, which really makes me sigh! "

After all, he is the Nascent Soul who wants to transform into a god. It is really unbearable to salute such a junior like him.

There was nothing to hide in front of his master, so Song He simply expressed his doubts directly and planned to wait for his master to clarify his doubts.

Co-authored... So that's it.

So they are all interested in guessing the gossip about Master and his elders.

Even if I am one step away from reaching the realm of divine transformation and being guided by the upper world to ascend, encountering it is like a mouse encountering an old cat, with nowhere to escape.

Doubt flashed through his mind.

"..."

The doubts seem to make sense, but there are too many things that are wrong here - for example, Mr. Qinzhu, what role did she play?

Besides, why was the person who issued the challenge to him so sure that he would be in contact with Mr. Qinzhu?

You must know that his desire to learn Junzi Lezhu was just a temporary idea, and he planned to find out more about the cultivation system and enrich his inventory of spiritual plants.

Haha, the Junzi Bamboo was actually the Spirit-Carving Bamboo of the Shenye Sect at that time, but it was always planted in Chenhuan Academy, and over time it became one of the Six Spirits of Junzi.

Vivid and lifelike.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qinzhu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, stood up and saluted, causing Song He to get out of the way in panic.

Uh……

As soon as he said this, Song He suddenly felt even more confused.

Master Xingke glanced at Mr. Qinzhu next to him. The latter understood and put down his cup.

<divclass="contentadv"> His eyes were burning and he asked:

"Song Xiaoyou, what do you think of your reputation now?"

I have become a messenger.

Isn't that him?

She said with a smile:

"Little friend, don't hide, and there is no need to panic. This matter has become a nightmare that troubles me. The jade scroll was not left by me at all.

Why did it involve me again for no reason?

Were there too many strange things during this period, which could even be said to be a bit too coincidental?

"senior."

This time Song He finally understood.

The master beside him was taking up tea and sipping it with great interest, his expression and demeanor were like those of an old man waiting to watch a play.

There are a lot of weird things going on in this story.

It is related to both Xingke and Heyun.

It seems that he made a good appearance when he was in Eternal Dark Abyss, and he had a good chat with the real people from various major sects. He is also the master of Chenxi City.

But wouldn't it be better for her to come directly to Lingye Sect?

With Lingye Sect's understanding of Shenye Sect, how can this matter be solved easily? Do we still need to worry about it every day and affect our cultivation?

As a result, Song He had just dodged away, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several more figures of Mr. Qinzhu appeared around him, directly surrounding Song He and bowing forcefully.

After all, he should be somewhat famous, right?

Song He thought for a moment and said cautiously: "I'll exaggerate. I think it's still somewhat famous."

"My little friend has already become famous all over the world, so it will naturally attract some people's attention. I also know a little bit about the dispute between Shenye Sect and Lingye Sect.

Although what she said was right, that giant tree definitely had a tyrannical cultivation far beyond that of Nascent Soul, otherwise it would not have been possible to open up a world.

"Haha, my little friend is different from your master. Why are you so reserved? I guess the jade scroll must have been destroyed, right?"

This scene really made Song He feel helpless.

After the two real people said this, Mr. Qinzhu finally got down to business:

Today I finally see hope. My little friend can fully afford my gift. "

It was the giant tree that opened up the world that forced me to stay.

Mr. Qinzhu's voice was gentle and gentle. He greeted him as soon as he arrived, and even Master Xingke nodded.

Song He: "???"

"Song Xiaoyou, what do you think of the jade scroll?"

but……

It seems that Master Feiyu is not here... Tsk, am I going to eat something shocking again today?

Although this thing seemed very demonic, and there might be some hidden secret in it, he was not worried at all. Anyway, no matter what he said, there could be no bad things.

Ah, fame?

The tone of these two real people seemed unusual.

inconvenient.

He glanced at his master calmly, but saw the latter gently shaking his head at him, as if it was not convenient to talk here.

That jade scroll is a letter of war from the monks of the Shenye Sect, or a letter of war to Song He. The so-called Shenye Zhiwei complements and restrains each other, isn't it just to find a suitable spirit plant to restrain it?

He also mentioned the name of Patriarch Heyun and the scattered star communication method that left the Xingke lineage by name - he seems to be the only one in the world who has revealed that he is the descendant of Patriarch Heyun, right?

Song He looked at the tea he had just made and calculated it silently. It seemed that time had not even passed for a cup of tea. Even if he rushed over immediately, it would still take a while, right?

Could it be that you have been waiting for it for a long time?

And...can outsiders actually enter Tianwen Hall?

Song He, who always felt that things were getting weirder, chose to remain silent and planned to wait for his master to make a decision.

But since it was not convenient to talk, Song He didn't ask too many questions. He just patiently chatted with the interested Mr. Qinzhu and learned a lot of interesting anecdotes.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qinzhu showed a strange expression. She glanced at Master Xingke and said helplessly: "Are you, my little apprentice, too cautious?"

After a full four hours, Mr. Qinzhu said goodbye with satisfaction. Before leaving, he made an agreement with Song He to present the Lezhu she cultivated once the matter about the tree was resolved.

Song He really didn't know how to answer for a moment, and he was going to pretend to be dumb.

After the salute, Mr. Qinzhu sat down, picked up a cup of tea and drank it in a very familiar manner, with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Senior Shengming Zhuzhao." Song He could only say this and smiled awkwardly.

He felt that it was a bit too much.

Is it possible to say that you have smashed the jade scroll and your treasure is gone?

Seeing Song He being so cautious, she smiled even deeper.

Just ridiculous.

Is this... too fast?

Even if something bad happens, it won't affect him.

As a junior, Song He naturally wanted to send her away.

When he came back from seeing off Mr. Qinzhu, in the blink of an eye, there was one more person in the small pavilion in Qicai Ling Rice Field.

The beard and hair are all red, and the body is strong.

It's...the leader.