Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

"Let's go!" Cangsong nodded slightly and said softly.

He took a few steps forward and seemed to sense his disciple's worry, so he stopped and continued: "Don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to make the same mistake again. The green pine tree that once was no longer exists, and now I am just the green pine tree of Qingyun Sect." It won't do me any good to target him again, so why should I ask for trouble?"

After hearing this, Qi Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Cangsong was still unwilling, it would be fine as long as Cangsong could restrain himself and not cause trouble.

Longshou Peak can no longer afford Cang Song's troubles. They are now in a critical period of committing crimes and making meritorious services. If Cang Song is confused at this time, Longshou Peak may really be expelled from the Qingyun Sect.

Cangsong and Qi Hao flew towards Longshou Peak together. At the same time, Daoxuan and Han Fei also came to Youranju's living room. Xiaobai made tea for the two of them and stood quietly aside, waiting for Han Fei's orders at any time.

"Fellow Daoist Han, this is the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals. I hope that Friend Daoist can refining it as soon as possible." After Dao Xuan sat down, he took out a sword box from the storage space and handed it to Han Fei.

"Refining it as soon as possible. The master is so eager. Could it be that he needs to use the Immortal Killing Sword Formation in the near future?" Han Fei looked at Daoxuan with slight surprise. Urging him like this was really not like Daoxuan's style of doing things.

"Fellow Daoist is smart and I can tell you the truth. In a few days, General Qingyun will make big moves." Daoxuan nodded and said.

"A big move? Is this another battle between good and evil? Are you trying to pull off a trick and lure all the demons to Qingyun Gate to catch them all?" Han Fei asked with a smile.

Daoxuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "Is my mind so easy to guess?"

"Haha, when I saw Cangsong today, I already understood most of it. Although I don't dare to say that I know everything about your plan, I can guess a good deal. But, is it too risky to act like this?" Han Fei asked softly with a smile on his face.

"The plan is indeed risky. When the time comes, fellow Taoists will be needed to help secretly." Daoxuan said in a solemn tone.

"Help in secret? Do you want me to leave Qingyun, turn from light to darkness, and then wait for the opportunity?" Han Fei asked with a slight smile on his lips.

Daoxuan looked at Han Fei in shock, secretly surprised in his heart. They discussed this plan for several days before finally finalizing it. He really couldn't figure out how Han Fei could know it in such a short period of time. Could it be that he was really proficient in the art of numerology and could predict the future?

Han Fei revealed their plan in a few words. Dao Xuan couldn't help but feel doubtful. He looked at Han Fei and asked doubtfully: "I heard that fellow Taoist has done a lot of research on Qimen arts. Is this all part of fellow Taoist's calculation?"

"Does this still need to be calculated? Just after a little thought, you can guess 70-80%. The Qingyun sect has strict rules. Now that Cangsong's undercover identity has been confirmed, how can he still sit in the stands openly? There must be something in this. reason.

The leader has always been kind and generous, but there is no way he would allow an undercover agent to continue to be the leader of a peak. Cangsong's presence at the scene must have been enough to offset his sins.

So, what merit can offset the crime of being an undercover agent? Presumably, the only way to betray the devil is to use it for me, and the head of Daoxuan also wants to take this opportunity to launch a big move. "Han Fei said unhurriedly.

"Friend Daoist Han, if you are too smart, you will have no friends!" Daoxuan sighed and said helplessly.

"Hey, I just said it casually, but I didn't expect that I guessed it right. Are you really planning to do this? This will cost a lot of people!" Han Fei frowned slightly and advised earnestly.

"I understand what fellow Taoist means, but the battle between good and evil is inevitable. What difference does it make if we fight early or late?" Daoxuan said with a determined look on his face and a firm gaze.

Han Fei saw that Daoxuan had made up his mind and knew that talking more would be useless. The battle between good and evil has been going on for thousands of years, and it doesn't matter this time. He nodded slightly and said with a smile: "In that case, after the Qimai martial arts competition, I will go down the mountain. When the master will take action, just let me know."

Daoxuan straightened his body, stood up, bowed his hands, saluted Han Fei, and said in a solemn tone: "Fellow Taoist, please be happy, but you must be careful after you go down the mountain. According to Cangsong, the people of the Ghost King Sect I have always been harboring evil intentions towards my fellow Taoist, and I am afraid that when my fellow Taoist comes down the mountain, he will encounter a life-and-death battle."

"That's just right. It saves me the time and effort to find them." Han Fei raised the corner of his mouth with a confident smile.

Seeing this, Daoxuan nodded. He knew that Han Fei was always cautious, and since he was going down the mountain, he would definitely be prepared.

"With the wisdom of fellow Taoist, how can you not figure out the conspiracy and calculation of these evil thieves? I am worrying too much. Since my fellow Taoist is confident, I can rest assured." Daoxuan nodded and said.

They had seen Han Fei's strength a few days ago. Even if the Ghost King Sect uses all its strength, they may not be Han Fei's opponent if Han Fei is prepared.

Thinking of this, Daoxuan was no longer unfounded. After discussing some specific details with Han Fei, he left the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian and turned around to leave.

After leaving Youranju, Daoxuan couldn't help but look back, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

Leisurely inside, Han Fei once again held the ancient sword of Zhu Xian in his hand. Although this is just a broken sword, its power cannot be underestimated. The founder of the Qingyun Sect relied on this broken sword to create the glory of the Qingyun lineage.

Just as Han Fei was about to enter the small world with the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, Xiaobai's voice came like a silver bell: "Master, Zhang Xiaofan is here, do you want him to come in?"

"Xiao Fan? What is he doing here at this time?" Han Fei frowned slightly, wondering secretly in his heart.

"Forget it, let him in."

Xiaobai heard the sound, waved his little hand, and the small door of Youranju slowly opened. Xiaobai's figure appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan instantly like a ghost.

"Xiao Bai, master, isn't he in seclusion?" Zhang Xiaofan couldn't wait to ask after seeing Xiao Bai.

"No. But if you had come a moment later, I would have really gone into seclusion." Xiaobai said with a sweet smile.

"Why is Master in seclusion right now? Isn't he going to watch tomorrow's game?" Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

"To refine the Zhuxian Sword Formation, I will divide the Zhuxian Ancient Sword into four and recast the Zhuxian Sword Formation." Xiaobai said bluntly.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked when he heard that the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was going to be split. The Zhuxian Ancient Sword is the treasure of the Qingyun Sect. If something goes wrong, wouldn't Daoxuan become the eternal sinner of the Qingyun Sect?

"This is the result of a joint discussion between the heads of the Seven Meridians. As a disciple, you don't have to worry about this." Xiaobai saw the worried look on his face and guessed what he was thinking, so he comforted him.

"That's right! This is not something I should worry about. I haven't seen the Zhuxian Ancient Sword yet. Xiaobai, let's go quickly. I want to see what the Qingyun Sect's treasure looks like." Zhang Xiaofan said with excitement on his face. .

Zhang Xiaofan followed closely behind Xiaobai and trotted into the living room of Youranju. I saw Han Fei holding a broken sword and looking at it intently.

Zhang Xiaofan walked forward with curiosity, took a look at the broken sword in Han Fei's hand, and said with some uncertainty: "Master, is this the legendary ancient sword of killing immortals? It looks too ordinary."

When Han Fei heard this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "You, a man who uses a magic weapon that burns fire sticks, have the nerve to say that the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is ordinary?