Abandoned Immortals

As the suzerain of Tinglan Sect, Qin Jianfeng has been in power for more than [-] years. After his death, he can't just bury him quietly. Que Qingyun personally wrote the obituary, announcing the news of his death to the world, and held a condolence ceremony in Tinglan Sect. Comfort the dead.

Listening to the sudden death of the two lords of the Lanzong, all the immortal gates in Yuzhou were shaken by it. Many thoughtful people smelled the turmoil from it. They only felt that the world seemed to be calm, but in fact there was an undercurrent, and a storm was about to come Mutually.

All sects and sects sent people to listen to Lanzong's condolences, and among them was Mo Changyuan, the senior sister of Yuxianmen who had a brief confrontation with Que Qingyun.

The sky was gray and overcast that day, and the gray clouds were piled up thickly, as if lightning, thunder, and downpours might fall at any moment.

The elders and disciples of the Tinglan Sect all wrote plain texts, and invited visitors to the main hall of Qianshan to pay homage. People came and went from Qianshan, but Que Qingyun, who was the suzerain, did not show up.

Visitors who came to express their condolences also included Sanxiu Moxiu who had had old grievances with Tinglanzong in the past.

However, on the surface, they all acted according to the rules and did not have any outrageous behaviors. Ting Lanzong had no reason to expel people without reason.

Que Qingyun did not show up to preside over the overall situation. This move naturally attracted attention. Some people in the crowd whispered to each other and discussed in low voices.

Dao is that a few days ago there were rumors that Qin Jianfeng, the patriarch of the Tinglan Sect, and Que Qingyun, the fairy of Qingyun, were at odds. Cover up, so turn against each other.

Not only was the marriage ruined, it even aroused Que Qingyun's rebellion, so the two sides turned against each other and met each other with swords. Qin Jianfeng was most likely murdered by Que Qingyun.

Some people also said that the ancestor Ji Bozong did not sit down naturally. The change of Jingxumen made people panic, and many people died in Tinglanzong. Maybe it was Que Qingyun's conspiracy.

In such a short period of time, Ji Bozong and Qin Jianfeng passed away one after another, and Que Qingyun did not show up at the condolence meeting, which seemed strange.

The appearance is like a flower on a high mountain, but the heart is as cruel as a snake and a scorpion. It is indeed the most poisonous woman's heart.

These whispered discussions spread to Yunxianju without a word. Que Qingyun picked up a white piece and landed it on the chessboard calmly. The trend of the black piece was cut off by this piece.

The woman sitting opposite her has been fidgeting since just now, and her expression is awkward. Seeing that the game has reached the point where she is unable to recover, and she is obviously the loser, she breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "Junior sister is superb at chess, Chang Yuan Humbled."

"Senior Sister Mo is too modest." Que Qingyun smiled.

Then he stopped playing chess, picked up the jade pot on the side, poured hot tea for Mo Changyuan, and asked casually, "What do senior sister Mo think about these rumors?"

Mo Changyuan couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in this person's gourd. She was originally ordered by the master of Yuxianmen to listen to Lanzong's condolences, but she never thought that Que Qingyun would invite her to Yunxianju as soon as she reached the foot of the mountain.

The other party asked her to sit down and drink tea without making a sound, and played another game of chess. Halfway through the game, another elder came to report the gossip in the main hall of Qianshan.

She admits that although Que Qingyun is not very familiar with her, she has no grudges. Why does Que Qingyun target her like this?

Since the last time they met at Jinling Mountain, she knew that Que Qingyun was not a kind person, and it was not easy to get along with him.

Mo Changyuan lowered her eyelids, pretending to be calm: "It must be an idler's slander, and Junior Sister Que will be cleared by herself."

"The one who clears himself up...heh." Que Qingyun sneered when he heard the words.

Hearing Qinghan's sneer suddenly, Mo Changyuan's shoulders trembled slightly, and the teacup in her hand also trembled because of this, the scalding hot tea overflowed the rim of the cup and sprinkled on the back of her hand, but she didn't feel it was hot, only felt chills down her back .

"Hearsay is always plausible, and it's hard to see the whole picture. It's just someone with a heart deliberately spreading it to obscure the truth." Que Qingyun commented, his voice was very soft, as ethereal as a cloud.

But hearing what she said, Mo Changyuan's nervousness calmed down a little. What this meant meant that Que Qingyun agreed with what she said just now, "the one who cleans himself cleans himself", right?

This idea was about to emerge, and Que Qingyun's voice changed: "However... Although I didn't do it myself, the death of these two people was indeed planned by me. So, Senior Sister Mo may understand?"

Mo Changyuan choked for breath, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Her face turned pale, and her thinking almost stopped, as if there was an invisible sword hanging above her head, as long as her words didn't suit Que Qingyun's wishes, it might lead to a fatal disaster, which made her sweaty and horrified.

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, why did Que Qingyun tell her this?

"Senior Sister Mo must be puzzled, why did Junior Sister specially invite Senior Sister to play chess at Yunxianju, and even talk to Senior Sister about these irrelevant things?"

Que Qingyun stared at Mo Changyuan with deep eyes, saw through all of Mo Changyuan's mental activities, and uttered all her concerns and timidity.

It was already difficult for Mo Changyuan to maintain her superficial calm. Fear leaked out of her eyes. Her hands hidden under the stone table grabbed the hem of her clothes, and she didn't even dare to take a second look at the broken cup.

"Senior sister, there is no need to be afraid. Junior sister has no intention of harming senior sister." Que Qingyun said such words calmly, but in Mo Changyuan's view, there was really nothing to be trusted.

"Let's not hide this from Senior Sister Mo." Que Qingyun took a sip of tea, and then continued to speak calmly, "Junior Sister invited you to Yunxianju as a guest today. I really have selfish intentions, so I am open and honest with Senior Sister. Similarly, I also hope to get the same candor from Senior Sister Mo. "

Mo Changyuan finally understood Que Qingyun's purpose, so she took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of palpitation, and asked, "Junior Sister Qingyun can speak directly if she has something to say, but anyone Changyuan knows will know everything."

Que Qingyun laughed when he heard the words, but his eyes were clear and cold, without any fluctuation, and he said in a flat tone: "Junior Sister heard that this time the Xianzong Alliance gathered, and the priests of the Dazhu Kingdom and Daoist Huntian will also attend, can there be such a thing?" ?”

Daozun Huntian, originally the younger brother of the patriarch of Daoyanzong, is the orthodox Daoyanzong. In order to gather the imperial power, Daoyanzong sent him to the palace of the Dazhu Dynasty and became the high priest of the dynasty.

His cultivation base is extremely high, and he was one of the veterans who initially advocated the establishment of a sect based on the secret realm derived from the demigod's remnant body.

Although Yuxianmen is not among the top ten immortal sects, it is also a well-known sect. Its suzerain is related to a well-known elder of Daoyan sect, and it is always one step faster to obtain such information.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Changyuan's expression changed again.

Daoist Huntian has been silently cultivating for hundreds of years. Few of the younger generation in the immortal sect have heard of the name of Daoist Huntian. Why did Que Qingyun suddenly ask about this person?

She couldn't guess what Que Qingyun was thinking, and because her mind was disturbed by the previous fright, she confessed before she had time to think carefully, "It's true."

Que Qingyun raised his eyebrows, his pupils were as deep as the sea under the long eyelashes like crow feathers.

After a while, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said again: "Senior Sister Mo, I have something to ask."

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"Sister." Yin Qingxue took Yu Lianxin's clothes and tugged gently.

Yu Lian leaned down beside the wooden window of the study, playing with the engraved jade pendant in her hand, but her brows were furrowed overtime, with a look of bitterness and hatred on her face.

She was supposed to accompany Yin Qingxue to read and copy the scriptures with him, but after Mo Changyuan stepped into Yunxianju, she was attracted by the two people sitting opposite in the courtyard, and she lost all thoughts.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yin Qingxue added some strength to her small hands and tugged at the corner of her clothes.

Yu Lianxin finally found the little person beside her, although she was worried, she still turned her head to look patiently: "What are you doing?"

Yin Qingxue blinked, and seeing him turn around, Fang asked, "In the courtyard, who is it?"

"Mo Changyuan." Yu Lian replied in a bad tone, "The beloved disciple of the head of the Yuxian Sect."

Before the little girl could speak again, Yuli had already guessed what she wanted to ask, and said, "I'm here to condolence to Uncle Qin, I don't know why Master is looking for her, Yuxianmen and Tinglanzong have no friendship."

The two people in the courtyard were far apart, and Que Qingyun deliberately suppressed his voice. Even if Yu Lian wanted to eavesdrop, she couldn't hear a word.

All I know is that they had a great time talking.

The displeasure in Yulian's heart was written all over her face, and Yin Qingxue didn't dare touch her bad luck.

After a pause, the girl rolled her eyes, and suddenly lay beside Yu Lian, calling out to the courtyard, "Master Immortal!"

The two people in the courtyard turned their heads at the same time, and saw Yuxi hugging Yin Qingxue from behind in shock, and covered her mouth and nose with the other hand to prevent her from shouting.

Mo Changyuan was surprised, while Que Qingyun glanced lightly, frowning slightly.

Locked by Que Qingyun's eyes, Yu Lian's heart stopped moving immediately, Yin Qingxue grunted, tried her best to break free from her restraint, and stuck out her tongue gruntingly towards Yu Lian's heart.

Yu Lian couldn't be bothered to talk to her, and stared at Que Qingyun from a distance of several zhang.

After a while, Yu Lian turned away her face with a humming heart, and moved the support pole by the way, and the window of the study closed with a bang.

The author has something to say: Little Apprentice: They had a great chat.

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There was a comment in the last chapter that was excellent, the psychological analysis of the characters was in place, class representative!