Chapter 481 Soul Gathering
Xiao Changheng's expression was calm:
"I don't want to for now. I don't think I can hide it from her for too long. When the time comes, she will naturally know. I hope Master can keep it a secret for me."
Kong Zhao sighed, stood up and walked out:
"Okay, you decide for yourself. The Soul Gathering Cup can be taken out, and I will take it for you."
When Kong Zhao took back the Soul Gathering Cup, Yun Qingqing and his group just came back.
Twenty or so girls were very excited, especially Murong Fuxue, who rushed to Kong Zhao and described in vivid detail how the magic weapon had appeared and how they had harvested many spiritual plants.
Kong Zhao looked at Yun Qingqing unexpectedly, with a look of longing in his eyes:
"Master, can you let me take a look at that magic weapon?"
Yun Qingqing nodded and took Liufang out from the space.
There was a flash of surprise in Kong Zhao's eyes.
The mirror-black body of the zither is blossoming with ancient patterns, and on the cold white jade-like nut, the silver strings are gleaming in the light. The whole zither exudes an incomparable aura, and it is a peerless magic weapon that is almost impossible to see in this world.
Yun Qingqing looked at everyone's envious eyes, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and suddenly she noticed a gaze and turned her head.
I saw Xiao Changheng standing quietly on the outskirts of the crowd, his eyes fixed on the Liufangqin, his brows tightly frowned, as if he was lost in thought.
Yun Qingqing suddenly recalled the scene she had seen in the illusion. Her heart suddenly tightened and she clenched her fists tightly.
Xiao Changheng seemed to notice her gaze and looked over at her.
Yun Qingqing panicked for no apparent reason, turned around, coughed lightly, and went to look for Kong Zhao:
"Master, have you got the Soul Gathering Cup?"
Kong Zhao nodded immediately and handed her an exquisite glass lamp.
Yun Qingqing put away the lamp and Liufangqin and said goodbye to Kong Zhao.
"We should go back too."
Kong Zhao was somewhat depressed:
"After this separation, I don't know when you will come next time."
Yun Qingqing smiled slightly:
"Master, you forgot that I want to build the main hall of Tianming Pavilion in Leihuo Sect, so I will naturally come again soon."
"Yes!" Kong Zhao felt much better immediately when he thought of this.
Yun Qingqing entrusted Kong Zhao with the task of taking over the Leihuo Sect's land for the construction of Tianming Pavilion, and agreed to send disciples from Tianming Pavilion to assist.
After everything was arranged, he prepared to return to the capital.
Yun Qingqing drew a magic talisman formation on the ground, and Xiao Changheng watched quietly from the side.
Kong Zhao brought his disciples to see him off.
Murong Fuxue looked at Yun Qingqing reluctantly, and suddenly turned to Xiao Changheng:
"Junior brother, we'll have another fight next time you come back. I definitely won't lose to you next time!"
Xiao Changheng's eyes were still fixed on Yun Qingqing who was setting up the formation. He just nodded slightly: "Yeah."
Murong Fuxue stared with eyes wide open:
"What's your attitude..."
Before she could finish her words, Yan Yan beside her suddenly said in a calm voice:
"Don't even think about it, Xiao Qi. You can't beat him."
Murong Fuxue was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yan Yan:
"...Second Senior Sister, why are you speaking in his favor?"
Yan Yan uttered a soft "huh" and ignored her.
Feiyu suddenly spoke:
"Second Senior Sister competed with Junior Junior Brother."
Murong Fuxue blinked, somewhat surprised and somewhat confused:
"That……"
Feiyu looked at Murong Fuxue with a half-smile:
"Second Senior Sister lost to him."
“……???” Murong Fuxue’s eyes widened.
She suddenly turned her head to look at Xiao Changheng, then turned to look at Kong Zhao:
"Master... isn't it?"
Kong Zhao nodded calmly:
"The master is also here."
Murong Fuxue:......
She looked at Xiao Changheng with her mouth wide open, not knowing what to feel.
At this time, Yun Qingqing had finished drawing the formation. Murong Fuxue, who was in a daze, suddenly turned her gaze towards her, pounced on her with a pouty face, and grabbed her arm:
"Master! Axue can't bear to see you go!"
Yun Qingqing: ...
Xiao Changheng's face darkened slightly, then returned to normal, looking at Yun Qingqing with a dim gaze.
Murong Fuxue raised her little face, her eyes reddened and her face sincere, pulling her arm and shaking it:
"Master, why don't you take me with you? Ah Xue wants to go with you to gain experience. I'm very good and can help you with chores! Please take me with you!"
"Axue, stop it!" Kong Zhao always knew that his seventh disciple was the least reliable, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated her. The corners of his mouth twitched.
Murong Fuxue hid behind Yun Qingqing:
"Master, I'm not making a fuss! I've reached a bottleneck in my cultivation. Didn't you say that training at this time will help me break through the bottleneck? Please let me go with the chief sect leader!"
Kong Zhao didn't expect her to bring up the bottleneck in cultivation as an issue, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute her.
Yun Qingqing: ...
Do you really think she couldn't see what this girl was planning?
She rubbed her brows and pulled Murong Fuxue out from behind her:
"Stop messing around. If you want a magic weapon, then practice hard and wait for me to test you next time."
Murong Fuxue blinked:
"Really? If I pass the test, will the chief sect master give me a magic weapon? The kind that can defeat my junior brother?"
"..." Yun Qingqing felt a little headache, "You can have the magic weapon, but whether you can defeat him depends on yourself."
The little girl's pitiful expression immediately disappeared, and she smiled brightly:
"Okay! As long as you have it, it's fine! Then, Master, take care~, and goodbye, little junior brother! I'll wait for you to come back!"
Yun Qingqing shook her head helplessly, pulled Xiao Changheng and walked into the divine movement formation. A flash of light passed by, and the formation and the people inside disappeared instantly.
Kong Zhao and his disciples looked at this scene in amazement. Even though they already knew Yun Qingqing's abilities, they were still excited for a long time.
…
The magical speed formation could travel thousands of miles in an instant, and soon the two of them had returned to the imperial capital.
Yun Qingqing knew that Xiao Changheng was worried about his brother, so she landed directly in a secluded place outside the palace.
The two men walked out from the corner. As the regent, Xiao Changheng had never had any obstacles in entering and leaving the palace, so he went straight to the emperor's bedroom.
When they were still some distance away from the bedroom, they saw the current national teacher Cang Qi coming out from afar.
"Grandmaster!" Cang Qi bowed respectfully to Yun Qingqing, "You are finally back. The Emperor is in a relatively stable condition. Did you get what you wanted?"
Yun Qingqing nodded:
"Let's go and gather his soul now."
When Xiao Changheng heard that the emperor's condition was stable, he felt relieved and several people entered the bedroom together.
The queen was guarding the dragon bed. When she saw the two men come back, her expression became complicated, yet also a bit hopeful.
Xiao Zirui's position as crown prince was abolished because of Yun Qingqing. As his biological mother, the Queen could not possibly not feel resentful.
But the only one who can save the emperor right now is Yun Qingqing.
The queen suppressed her emotions and tried to greet him calmly:
"Yun Qingqing, do you really have a way to save His Majesty?"
Yun Qingqing nodded expressionlessly:
"Please step back a little, Queen. The Yin energy is strong when the souls are gathering. If you get too close, you may get hurt."
The queen immediately retreated to the door as instructed and looked at the situation here nervously.
Cang Qi also stepped aside.
Just as Xiao Changheng was about to step back, Yun Qingqing grabbed him:
"You stay."
He was slightly stunned, and then he heard Yun Qingqing explain:
"You are brothers, and you are both members of the royal family and are responsible for the fate of the country. I will borrow your luck to help find the emperor's soul."
Xiao Changheng nodded and stood by the bed, looking at the emperor who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and a haggard face, a hint of tension and worry flashed in his eyes.
Yun Qingqing took out the soul-gathering lamp, took a drop of blood from the emperor's fingertips, and dripped it into the glass bowl of the lamp.
She placed the glass cup on the bedside, formed seals with her hands, and began to chant the spell to summon souls.
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