Traveling through memoirs

In Piaomiao City, under the eyes of [Piaomiao Pavilion], the walls have ears, everyone is very careful.Discussing the plan at this moment, relying on the masters with deep internal strength, using the kung fu of sound transmission.

"With our current strength, we can subvert some small sects, such as [Piao Miao Pavilion], how easy is it to make them hurt?" Feng Tang's master is a middle-aged woman, with good features and grandeur. At this moment, his brows were frowning, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his expression was grim.

"Last time, the young master and the pavilion master played a Gu on [Jian Yuanfeng], which caused him a big loss. The jokes of other sects are jokes, but they are more cautious. I want to use this method this time, but It won't work." The head of the Law Enforcement Hall also echoed.

"It doesn't have to be head-to-head..." After staying with Qing Luo, a person with no morals in the world, Qing Ke's brain has become more active, and he knows how to turn things around.

Several hall masters frowned at the same time when they heard this. They always hated the strategies and tactics of the decent schools.Only Elder Lei remained the same, sitting upright with no expression on his face, still the indifferent look of the sign.

Qing Luo, who had been lowering her eyes and staring at the hands Chen Ling was massaging herself, suddenly said, "It's all about repaying the other person in the same way, if someone throws shit at you, you naturally have to throw it back with shit , if you use meat buns to fight back, then you will lose a lot. What's more, after this battle, although there are not many of us left, they are all elites, and we are the ones who lose in the way of fighting with lives for lives."

"Young master, what do you think?" Elder Lei, who had always been an old god, opened his mouth.

"My brother is right." Qing Ke may understand the truth, but he has always used his fists to speak, and he is not good at talking. It is really difficult for him to persuade the hall masters.

"I agree with the young master's point of view." Only then did Elder Lei express his position.

Qing Luo raised her eyes, glanced at Elder Lei, and with a half-smile, didn't look at the other's expression carefully, and directly looked away.

Although I don't like this method, but the form is better than people, not to mention that Qing Luo's example can be considered to be raised in their hearts, and at the moment, the three principals feel that they should use some tactics, and they are nothing to the subordinates. Reasons to disagree.

The hall masters exchanged glances and nodded.

Once an agreement is reached, it's easy to say, and everyone starts to discuss the implementation plan.

"The five major sects recruit new disciples every three years. The eighth day of the next month will be the time for them to open their gates and recruit disciples." Elder Lei's tone was not in a hurry, as if he had a plan in his chest. "Below, ten years old, family background Anyone who is innocent can sign up to participate.”

"Elder Lei means to break into the five sects?" The Pavilion Master of Qianmian Pavilion looked at Elder Lei: "We have quite a few disciples of the right age, so it's not difficult to change our appearance and find a new identity. There must be a way to deceive..."

After pondering for a long while, the Pavilion Master of Qianmian Pavilion said again: "Elder Lei, if you really want to nail this nail to death, I'm afraid it will only take three to five years..."

The Pavilion Master of the Thousand Faces Pavilion is not unreasonable to be worried.

If these beginner disciples want to sit in a position that can stir up the situation among the five sects, it may be a conservative estimate for three to five years.

"Actually, there's more than one method, right?" the Pavilion Master of Thousand Faces Pavilion said again.

"Those well-known decent families are much better at sowing dissension and conspiracies than we are. They are not so easy to deceive by judging others by themselves. If we want to deceive them, we can only make them trust us first." Elder Lei said leisurely.

"There are only two choices. Do you want to spend three to five years to make this Jianghu a mess; or make a quick decision and let those big sects bleed." Elder Lei said this, and the others The hall masters could no longer say any objections.

"Since everyone has no objection, let's do what Elder Lei said, first break into the five sects." After everyone reached an agreement, Qing Ke concluded.

"Leave me the elixir that blinds your inner strength." Anyway, sooner or later, this job will fall on her own head, so Qing Luo took the initiative to say: "People under Elder Lei rarely show their faces, so they can join the gang with their true colors , which saves a lot of worry.”

"Huh?" Elder Lei was taken aback for a moment, Qing Luo clearly meant to directly participate in this operation instead of commanding behind the scenes: "You and the young master also want to participate?"

"Yingcao and I..." Qing Luo glanced at Chen Ling who was beside him and said slowly: "Our prisoner will also participate, so Qing Ke doesn't have to. It was noticed by those who cared..."

"Qing Ke, no..." Before Qing Luo finished speaking, Yingcao boldly interrupted, but Qing Ke covered her mouth halfway through.

Shrunken mouth, Yingcao's eye circles were red, aggrieved, and her voice was as low as a kitten: "I want to be with Ke Ke." Fingers wrapped tightly around Qing Ke's sleeves, twisting her body into Qing Ke's arms, He didn't even look at Qing Luo.

Yingcao's internal strength is shallow, unable to master the secret of sound transmission, so she can only listen quietly.Now when it comes to her, she has to be separated from Qing Ke, Ying Cao exploded, and even shouted directly, but Qing Ke reacted in time.

Qing Luo didn't bother to talk to Yingcao, in short, she had to go if she wanted to go, or if she didn't go, she had no choice, and she didn't want to waste time with her.

"We still have more than half a month to make detailed plans. There is no rush." ​​The solemn woman of Fengtang Hall, seeing Yingcao like this, rarely smiled.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of [Piaomiao Pavilion], the disciples of [Purple Mist Valley] entered Piaomiao City in batches, and they should be scattered in various places in Piaomiao City at this moment.When they need to act, Elder Lei and the others will use the unique method of [Purple Mist Valley] to contact them.

It was getting late, Elder Lei and the hall masters returned to their respective rooms, Yingcao was also dragged back by Qing Ke, and only Qing Luo and Chen Ling were left in the room.

"Hmm~" The butterfly bone tightened, and she turned her neck. Qing Luo yawned, and her long legs rested on Chen Ling's thigh.

Turning her feet and moving her ankles, Qing Luo propped her elbows on the bed and stared at her toes that were soaked in ointment, "I want to enter [Piao Miao Pavilion]."

"Okay." Chen Ling pulled Qing Luo to sit between his legs, dug out a lump of ointment, rubbed it on his hand to melt it, and gently pressed his warm palm on Qing Luo's cervical spine, rubbing/rubbing up and down.

Following Chen Ling's force, Qing Luo lowered his head and swayed, and the locks of long hair around his ears also flickered: "Actually... [Hidden Sword Valley] I also want to see..."

"it is good."

"[Jian Yuanfeng] is actually quite familiar~"

"Okay." Chen Ling agreed without hesitation.

Straightening her neck, Qing Luo leaned her head softly and lay on Chen Ling's palm: "Forget it, let's [Piaomiao Pavilion], it's closer."

"Sleepy?" Seeing that Qing Luo couldn't even open his eyes, Chen Ling held Qing Luo's armpits and stuffed him into the bed: "Go to sleep." Then, he stretched his hand into the quilt and gently pulled Qing Luo's coat stepped back.

Time flies, and under the busy preparations, more than half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and it was time for the major sects to recruit disciples.

The Fog Cover Pill, which conceals the skills, has been distributed long ago, and everyone's tasks have been clearly communicated. Everything is ready, just waiting for the five sects to open.

However, at this moment, Yingcao is poking out her mouth that can hang oil bottles, reluctantly changing faces for Qing Luo and Chen Ling.

[Piao Miao Pavilion] is a female sect, but [Purple Mist Valley] has very few female disciples, and they have already surpassed them, so it is naturally impossible to participate in this event.Therefore, only Qing Luo, Chen Ling and Yingcao were the only ones who sneaked into [Piaomiao Pavilion].

Although Yingcao objected in every possible way, she was finally suppressed by Qing Luo, and Qing Ke coaxed Yingcao softly.One soft and one hard, Yingcao finally let go, and acted honestly according to Qing Luo's plan.

The roles of Qing Luo and Chen Ling are a pair of twin sisters. Qing Luo's name is Shui Yaoguang, and Chen Ling's name is Shui Xiguang. They are the names of a pair of daughters of the head of a small sect who were slaughtered by Elder Lei and the others.

Hearing the name, Qing Luo couldn't help laughing to himself, 'This name doesn't sound like the main character, no wonder it made people die.This should be put in modern times. Those who know it are the names of the people, but those who don't know it think it is a Weishang mask. '

Yingcao changed faces for Qing Luo and Chen Ling according to Elder Lei's description.

Just like Huahua, fill in a little bit, make up a little bit in that way, add a little bit in that way and subtract a little bit in that way. In the end, the two of them became a pair of twin sisters with [-]% similar faces.

"How is it?" Qing Luo asked Elder Xiang Lei.

"Very good." It means that the decent people will never recognize it.

"This mask won't be discovered by those people." Even if she knew that Yingcao's skills were outstanding, Qing Luo still had to confirm it again.

"Cut..." Rolling her eyes, Yingcao snorted: "You can't even tear it off yourself, don't worry!"

The pair of sisters had to observe mourning for three years because their father had just passed away. Elder Lei carefully prepared plain white clothes for them.

After the costume change, Qing Luo and Chen Ling went to line up in front of the [Piaomiao Pavilion] first, while Yingcao had to avoid suspicion, and Elder Lei would have to send them there in a few hours.

It was still early for Qing Luo and Chen Ling to arrive, but the team had already formed a long line, and the mountain gate of [Piaomiao Pavilion] could not be seen.The two waited for another two hours before the steward in charge of recruiting new students came out to register for the test.

The first is the test, mainly to measure the bone age and whether you have practiced martial arts.This year is just right for Qing Luo, and Chen Ling is one year younger than Qing Luo, so there is no problem.

It's just that the tester's suspicion was aroused when the shallow internal force in the meridians of Qing Luo and Chen Ling was tested. Qing Luo, who had expected this situation a long time ago, took this opportunity to tell the story of the two.

Hearing this matter, the steward couldn't decide what to do, so he hurriedly reported it, and soon an elder came to investigate the two of them in person.

When it was time to be sad and angry, it was sad and indignant, and when it was time to tremble, it trembled. Qing Luo's tears flowed down her cheeks, and Chen Ling was also weeping beside her, without showing her feet at all.

The two successfully entered the [Piaomiao Pavilion] because of their different identities, they have kung fu, and their status is somewhat higher than the new disciples who entered this year.