Chapter 685 Earth Level
The stone door opened silently, and cold air filled the air like fog.
Yun Qingqing stepped into the stone chamber and saw seven grey-robed elders sitting around an ice crystal round table. There were also a dozen monks in Seven Star Hall uniforms standing quietly on both sides. All their eyes were on her.
Yun Qingqing noticed that the monks on both sides looked at her with disdain and confusion, and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.
The old man in the center slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes moved slightly, and his voice was as hoarse as the rubbing of dead leaves:
"Who is coming?"
Yun Qingqing collected her thoughts, looked at the old man and said calmly:
“Before asking someone’s identity, should you first introduce yourself?”
"How dare you!" A middle-aged monk with a stern face took a step forward, and the spiritual power in his sleeves surged. "Where did this ignorant girl come from? How dare you be so disrespectful to the elders of the Langhuan Palace!"
The old man in the center raised his skinny fingers slightly, and the middle-aged monk was immediately held down by an invisible force.
"Young people are bound to be hot-tempered."
The old man smiled kindly, and the middle-aged monk then glared at Yun Qingqing and returned to his original position.
The old man looked at Yun Qingqing and said in a gentle voice:
"I am Yuan Song, the Grand Elder of Langhuan Palace. Can you answer now, young friend?"
Yun Qingqing nodded and said calmly:
"Tianming Pavilion, Yun Qingqing."
She was sure that these old men knew everything she did after entering Langhuan Palace, and naturally they knew that she had told Zhao Chengming about her family background.
However, she was thinking about the Taixu Spirit in her heart, so she no longer bothered about these tedious conversations.
"Tianming Pavilion? I've never heard of it." A young monk on the right suddenly sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm, "Which small sect is this newly established in the mountain valley? Now anyone can enter my Langhuan Forbidden Land?"
Several young disciples beside him also laughed.
Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes:
"Let's not talk about whether it was your Excellency who sent a guide to invite us here first... just to say that your Langhuan Secret Hall is known for reading all the books in the world, isn't it just a reputation? After all, the deeds of our Tianming Pavilion have long been known to everyone in the Daliang Imperial Capital, and I don't know how many volumes of storybooks have been published."
The monk didn't expect that instead of being able to mock, someone would use the thing he was most proud of to make fun of him. His face instantly turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to scold.
"That's enough!" Yuan Song said two words calmly, and the disciple immediately fell silent.
"He was just joking, why do you have to take it so seriously?"
Yuan Song looked at Qi Mo and his voice was very kind.
Qi Mo felt a chill coming towards him. His heart shuddered and he quietly used his spiritual power to fight against it, but found that it was ineffective. The chill almost solidified his soul.
At this moment, Yun Qingqing suddenly spoke in a cold voice:
"A joke is only valid if both parties find it funny. Otherwise, it is just uncultured."
As her voice rang out, the chill suddenly faded away and Qi Mo felt relaxed.
The faces of the people in Langhuan Palace present changed. They didn't expect that such a young girl could dissolve the Great Elder's cold curse so easily!
In comparison, the fact that she angrily confronted the Great Elder in person seemed less important.
Qi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very worried again. He immediately sent a message to Yun Qingqing:
"Master, you are running low on spiritual power. That just now..."
"No problem." Yun Qingqing transmitted her voice, "I already know the details of the Langhuan Palace. They can't do anything to me here, don't worry."
Qi Mo's heart moved slightly, and he looked carefully at Yun Qingqing's face. It really didn't look like she had consumed a lot of spiritual energy, so he felt relieved.
However, what exactly is the details of the Langhuan Palace that Master mentioned...
Yuan Song's show of force, wrapped in a genial appearance, not only did not work, but he was instead taught a lesson by a junior, and his always kind face suddenly became a little embarrassed.
Another old man beside him suddenly chuckled:
"I told you this girl is not simple, but you insisted on testing her. You have nothing to say now, right?"
Yuan Song coughed lightly and reluctantly walked down the stairs and said:
"Ahem... Please forgive me, Young Friend Yun. I know you are looking for the Taixu Spirit Essence. I just happened to have a copy in my collection, but the power of this item is extremely overbearing, so I have to see your strength first before deciding whether to give you a chance to take it..."
As he spoke, he flipped his withered palm, and a ball of silver light suddenly appeared on the ice crystal round table, and the liquid inside flowed like a living thing.
Yun Qingqing's eyes moved slightly, a clear light flowed in her eyes, and she curled her lips slightly.
"I really need this..."
She looked at Yuan Song and spoke slowly.
"But, didn't you ask me to come here because you need my help more?"
The disciples on both sides showed disdain upon hearing this. Some of them were ready to shout, but were stopped by the smiling elder's eyes.
The expressions of the elders were somewhat complicated.
Yun Qingqing's lips curled up in an arc that showed she knew everything:
"You've clearly already decided to exchange the Grand Void Spirit with me for something, why are you beating around the bush?"
There was a sudden silence in the stone chamber.
The seven elders' expressions changed slightly and they exchanged glances with each other.
Yuan Song tapped his skinny fingers on the icy table three times, and finally sighed:
"Friend Yun is indeed perceptive."
He raised his hand and waved it. The surrounding stone walls suddenly rippled like water waves, revealing a vast starry sky. Countless classics were suspended in it, and words flowed like a galaxy.
"Langhuan Palace has been able to preserve these classics for thousands of years because it is an independent little world."
There was a hint of pride in Yuan Song's tone.
"If not for this, these ancient mystical arts would have long since disappeared as the spiritual energy dried up."
After he finished speaking, he deliberately paused for a moment and looked at Yun Qingqing.
When ordinary cultivators hear about the "small world", which one would not be shocked and speechless in awe?
Ever since Yun Qingqing showed up, his side has been at a disadvantage everywhere. Although he needs her help, Yuan Song can't help but want to dampen her spirit.
However, Yun Qingqing's expression remained calm as she nodded and said:
"Earth rank was not uncommon back then, but it is rare that it has survived until now."
The elders were all shocked and their eyes turned complicated when they looked at Yun Qingqing.
Yuan Song simply didn't know what to say. Not only was this little girl not surprised at all, but what she said shocked all the elders!
The small world is divided into four levels: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang". That was the division that existed before the world's spiritual energy was exhausted!
In today's world, there are very few cultivators who have heard of the "small world", and even fewer who have seen it.
However, the little girl was able to accurately identify that the small world of Langhuan Palace belonged to the Earth level!
Where can I seek justice?
Who is this little girl?
Yun Qingqing saw the elders' faces changing constantly and they were all speechless. She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then kindly reminded them. She spoke in a shocking tone:
"However, there is a problem with the spirit core of your small world. If you don't find a solution quickly, it will collapse within three months."
Several elders had not yet recovered from the previous shock when they heard these words and their faces changed drastically!
The disciples on both sides did not know why, and one of them could not help but said angrily:
"What nonsense are you talking about, little girl..."
Yuan Song suddenly stood up by supporting himself on the table, shocking the disciple so much that he shut up.
The voice of the Grand Elder of Langhuan Hall was trembling:
"You...how do you know!"
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