Abandoned Immortals

Waiting for you as a teacher.

Just four words are enough to make Yu Lian understand many things.

Previously kept in the dark, vaguely aware of, but self-deceiving incongruity and strangeness were all explained at this moment.

Que Qingyun had expected that the Xianzong Alliance would be eyeing her special physique, so when she went to Qiyang, there were many mountains and mountains, mist and mist, and Dao Yanzong set up a trap. The two masters and apprentices could not escape this catastrophe, so Que Qingyun used herself as a bait to act. Show off and attract the attention of the Xianzong Alliance.

Injuring [-] enemies with the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Formation was not a desperate choice, but Que Qingyun thought it over, broke the boat, put the future and the way out on Yu Lianxin, and delayed her growth.

Since such a result was expected early, why coax her into promising the same return?

Yu Lian hugged her knees tightly, buried her face in her arms, warm tears wet her clothes along her cheeks.

In the silent darkness, a faint whisper sounded.

"fraud."

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The Tinglan School is peaceful, the disciples devote themselves to cultivation, and the elders perform their duties. No one knows that a major change has taken place in Quyang thousands of miles away.

The bloodstains on the main hall of the front mountain were washed clean, and outside the hall, two disciples at the Golden Core Realm were inhaling Qi to practice.

Half an hour later, the sun was about to set in the west, and in another half an hour, it was time for two other disciples to take turns.

There is a breeze blowing outside the hall, and the clouds cast shadows, reflecting strange silhouettes on the ground, and the shadows of the eaves in front of the hall are gradually elongated with the movement of the setting sun.

At this time, a figure slowly walked towards the long steps under the palace.

The red skirt brushed the ground, and the sleeves fluttered.

The two disciples opened their eyes at the same time, and recognized the identity of the person. A flash of surprise flashed in their eyes, and doubts emerged in their hearts at the same time. Didn't Yu Lian follow the suzerain Que Qingyun to Qiyang? Why did he appear here now?

But they didn't dare to be negligent, so they stood up and cupped their hands, calling out in unison: "Senior Sister Yu."

Que Qingyun ascended to the position of suzerain, and the status of Yu Lianxin, the only disciple under him, also rose.

Although Yu Lianxin is relatively young among her peers, her cultivation is far above everyone else, not to mention that she has a fierce reputation, and those who offend her will end badly. You have to respectfully call her "Senior Sister".

Looking past the two of them, Yu Lian ordered in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "Call all the elders in the sect, share a stick of incense, and discuss matters in the hall."

"This..." The disciple on the left showed a look of embarrassment, and asked hesitantly and vigilantly, "But in the name of the suzerain, the elders are summoned?"

Yu Lian looked at him coldly, her eyes were serious, as if she was looking at a dead body, her shoulders trembled in fear of the murderous intent in her eyes, she couldn't help taking a step back, and when she felt that she had behaved badly and felt uneasy in her heart, she listened to him. Yu Lian said in her heart, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, she walked by the two of them without suddenly attacking them.

The two disciples in Tsing Yi were frightened into a cold sweat, and their backs were wet.

For the rest of their lives, they looked at each other, hurriedly bowed and left, and went to carry out Yu Lian's orders.

Not long after, the elders who received the notice rushed to the hall one after another, but there was no Que Qingyun in the hall, only a red dress stood beside the main seat.

The atmosphere in the hall is very weird, but anyone with a wink can tell something strange from it.

Everyone had different expressions on their faces, but they all shut their mouths wisely and remained silent.

In recent days, the Tinglan Sect has experienced several changes, and the authority within the sect has alternated, and a little carelessness can easily lead to death.

It's the so-called being wise and protecting oneself, no matter how the superiors fight, they only need to take care of their own duties and not be the ones who stand out, so that they can save their lives in the chaos.

The elders gathered one after another, Yu Lian closed her eyes and meditated, dozens of people stood side by side silently in the big hall, but there was no sound, and needles could be heard.

When it's time for a stick of incense, the woman in red on the main stone steps opens her eyes, and her eyes are as deep as the sea.

She glanced coldly at the hall, and said: "The suzerain is temporarily living in Qiyang, and the date of return is uncertain, so Lianxin is appointed to be in charge of the suzerain's seal, and has full power to temporarily manage the affairs of the sect. If there is any offense in the future, please forgive me."

These words stirred up thousands of waves. Although everyone vaguely expected that something extraordinary would happen if they were summoned here today, they didn't expect that Yu Lian would actually use Que Qingyun's banner to request to take charge of the Tinglan Sect.

In terms of seniority, Yu Lian's heart is less than twenty, but a fledgling junior. In terms of cultivation, there are no less than ten fingers in the sect's seniors in the Distraction Realm and Nascent Soul Realm. As an agent in power, how can he get a junior like Yu Lianxin?

What's more, Yu Lian was the first to kill the elders of the same sect, and went to Moyan Villa.

On a whim, crazy and crazy, he can kill countless people.

Frightened by Que Qingyun's power, many people have secretly criticized her for allowing her to stay in the Tinglan Sect. Now that something like this happened, even if she is Que Qingyun's disciple, it is difficult for her to convince everyone.

There was an uproar in the hall, and a senior elder in the sect stepped forward, "Since the suzerain ordered Yun Er to take over the suzerain's seal, why don't my nephew take out the suzerain's seal for a look?"

Yu Lian raised her eyes to meet this person's eyes, a pair of muddy gray eyes concealed all the light on that old ravine face.

Two possibilities flashed through my mind.

First, this person is not aware of Que Qingyun's situation, but he is sure that she does not have the suzerain seal in her hand, and uses this as an excuse to unite with everyone to put pressure on her, trying to force her to give up the position of acting head.

Second, he is an inner ghost of the sect. Chuan Yinyu has learned of the changes at the alliance meeting, and he knows that Que Qingyun is in trouble with Daoyan Sect, and he wants to force her to hand over the seal of the sect master. Hand snatch.

No matter which one, for Yu Lianxin, it seems that it is a dangerous situation that is difficult to solve.

In the current situation, it is absolutely impossible for everyone in the hall to help her.

Yu Lian was silent for a long time.

The elder became more confident when he spoke out, and his expression became even more arrogant: "Why doesn't my nephew say anything? Could it be that... the seal of the suzerain is not actually in the hands of my nephew?"

All the elders in the audience looked at each other with different expressions.

The atmosphere was gradually suppressed and silent. At this moment, Yu Lian's heart twitched the corners of her mouth and let out a contemptuous sneer.

The pupils of this person shrank, and a bad feeling rose in his chest.

Yu Lianxin's eyes were extremely indifferent, and her lonely eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Suddenly, his mind trembled, and he saw Yu Lianxin's wrist turned, and a jade-white soul card was sandwiched between his two fingers.

Great fear suddenly hit his heart, his face changed suddenly, but before he could make a sound, a burst of pain tearing his soul instantly smashed him to pieces.

With a thud, the distracted elder fell to the ground like a torn sack, twitching all over his body.

The people beside him scattered quickly after being frightened, and after a while, the man stopped convulsing, fell down on the ground and did not move.

died.

Yu Lian casually tossed it, and the broken soul card powder sprinkled on him.

Those who hold the seal of the sect master can use the soul card to control the life and death of the elders and disciples of the sect.

This person who died in vain never dreamed that before Yu Lianxin came here, he actually went to the ancestral hall and collected all the soul cards in his palm.

"But there are still people who are not convinced?"

His voice was as cold as three feet of frost, the elders in the hall couldn't help shivering.

I don't know who took the lead, the first person knelt down, and the rest of the people followed suit and bowed their heads.

·

After all the cultivators in the hall dispersed, Yu Lian sat on the main seat with a low charm and hoarse spell in her ears.

——To kill chickens and monkeys, you are worthy of being masters and apprentices, a big lunatic leads a little lunatic, this ruthlessness suits my appetite.

"Noisy." Yu Lian lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes were full of murderous intent, "One more word, and you and I will die together."

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