Chapter 1288 The Sect Must Submit to Him
Another reason why Linda and others did not reject Lingqiong was that he had a familiar aura.
That was the aura that made them surrender involuntarily and swear allegiance until death.
In the past, only the head of the family had this kind of aura that made them excited, and now there is also a spiritual dome.
After being together for so long, they have become more and more tolerant of Lingqiong.
The other party occasionally gave them the illusion that he was the head of the family.
…
the next day.
When Gu Jin woke up, she no longer dwelled on what happened last night. She returned to her usual calmness and looked no different from usual.
Linda and the others noticed with sharp eyes that her expression was colder than usual.
Gu Jin walked out of the room and glanced at the main house of the village chief's house with the door closed. A strange look flashed in his eyes.
She looked calm, and scanned the yard, but did not see Lingqiong, so she asked Linda, "Where is he?"
Linda knew who was asking, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Ling went to the foot of the mountain in Qingfeng Town and said you can go find him after breakfast."
Gu Jin snorted lightly, said nothing, and went to eat with Linda.
After breakfast and dinner, she set out to look for Lingqiong.
The other party is the only hope to find An Mingji's soul. Even if what happened last night has not yet disappeared from her mind, she cannot hide from Lingqiong.
An Mingji only has three souls left floating around, and she wants to get them all back in the shortest possible time.
She won't be able to rest in peace until Xiao An wakes up.
When Gu Jin went out, Linda and others immediately followed.
Not all the people followed, and several psychics were left behind to guard.
After Gu Jin and others left, there was movement in the main house, which had been closed all the time.
The door was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and a solemn and stern face walked out.
He is the village chief of Qingfeng Town, Wu Zihua.
The Darwin family's psychics standing in the yard saw the village chief coming out. They looked straight ahead, with an attitude that was neither flattering nor hostile. They chose to ignore him.
When they came, they gave the Wu family a large sum of money, and both parties agreed not to disturb each other while living here.
Wu Zihua looked at the people in the courtyard. He stood at the door and shouted towards the east wing, "Godson, come here. Your father has something to ask you."
"Dad, here I come!"
A man's simple and honest response immediately came from the east wing.
The door to the east wing opened, and a young man who looked 70% similar to Wu Zihua, but much younger, appeared.
He walked towards the main house with a smile on his face, not looking around all the time, and his whole body exuded the word "honest and simple".
Wu Gan is the son of Wu Zihua. Both father and son are very prestigious in Qingfeng Town and are well-respected by the villagers.
The young man stepped into the main house and closed the door.
He waved his hand and set up a barrier.
The barrier is weak. Just looking at the dimming of its aura, you can tell it won't last long.
Wu Gan closed the door, his honest face quickly became solemn, and he exuded obvious murderous aura and killing intent.
"Dad, they're going up the mountain!"
The dissatisfaction and anger in the words were revealed without any hesitation.
Wu Zihua sat on a stool, reached out to pick up the teapot on the table, and poured two cups of hot tea.
He waved to his son: "Godson, come and sit down."
Wu Gan relaxed his tense body and walked over to sit down opposite Wu Zihua.
He picked up the teacup and held it in his hand but did not drink.
This tea is not ordinary water, it is a potion that can quickly increase cultivation and unleash tremendous spiritual power.
Wu Zihua narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes was sharp and shrewd: "Gan'er, what do you think of Mr. Ling?"
Wu Gan recalled Ling Qiong. The red mole on the other person's forehead was particularly conspicuous. His face was evil and demonic, and his long hair was even more... rustic than those of them who lived in seclusion in the mountains and villages?
In short, she is not as eye-catching as the young people of this era who pursue fashion.
The face looked harmless with its picturesque features, as pretty as a woman, but the potential danger could not be underestimated.
"Dad, do you think this person is weird?" Wu Gan asked with a frown.
Wu Zihua shook his head, a thoughtful look on his face.
He said slowly, "When I first saw him, I sensed the danger in him, but I was more submissive. He faintly exuded the same aura as our Qingyun Sect."
When Wu Gan heard this, he shook the teacup in his hand excitedly, and a lot of hot water spilled out.
His eyes sparkled, his face was excited and he said, "Dad, is that the person? Has the person we have been waiting for all these years arrived?"
Wu Zihua shook his head gently: "I don't know either."
Not knowing what he remembered, the thoughtful light in his eyes faded, and was stained with a bit of ruthless murderous intent: "If he is the one we are waiting for, our sect will submit to him. If he is not, and he still wants to break into the mountain, he will never come back!"
Wu Gan also knew that to determine a person's identity, one cannot rely solely on meeting him or her once or twice.
His father called him over, he must have something to tell him.
He drank the tea in his hand, put the empty cup on the table, stood up, and felt the heat surging through his meridians.
"Father, please tell me if you have anything to say."
Wu Zihua looked up at him and said in a deep voice, "I have gathered the people from the sect to wait at the foot of the mountain. You take them to keep an eye on those people. If they do something wrong, don't act rashly. Send someone to pass the message to me."
"Son, I'll be there soon."
"Go ahead, but don't act rashly. That woman surnamed Gu and Mr. Ling are both very skilled, and I, your father, cannot fathom their abilities."
"Yes, son, remember this."
Wu Gan left the main house and left the house under the noses of Darwin's psychics.
…
Lingqiong stood at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, releasing his spiritual awareness to detect all living things on the mountain.
Once his spiritual consciousness was released, it was not retracted for two hours.
Although Yunshan may not seem large to the naked eye, its area is actually very large and he cannot control it all.
Ling Qiong withdrew his spiritual sense, opened his tightly closed peach blossom eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
He raised his eyes and stared at the Yunshan in front of him with complicated expression.
Is this really his Qingyun Sect?
Why don't I have any sense of anything? I have been searching the mountain for so long, but I haven't found any familiar connection.
The Qingyun Sect is much larger than the Yunshan Mountain in front of us.
Whether he explored with his naked eyes or his spiritual sense, he could not find any trace of the Qingyun Sect.
An Mingji would not lie to him, there must be some hidden story behind this.
Lingqiong put his hands behind his back, thinking back to the arrangements made a thousand years ago, but the only thing he had no memory of was the Qingyun Sect.
After losing the girl, he killed countless people from the Demonic Path. Even if he arranged all the plans, it was impossible for him to abandon the Qingyun Sect.
The master passed the teachings of the Qingyun Sect to Junior Brother Wu, who managed the sect together with his Junior Brother, the head of the sect, and made it the number one sect in the spiritual world.
Junior Brother Wu’s cultivation level is not as good as his. The reason why Qingyun Sect became the number one sect and had abundant resources was because Venerable Xuanling was the strongest person in the spiritual world.
If he were gone, Junior Brother would definitely not be able to protect the Qingyun Sect, there is no doubt about that.
Even if he was distraught back then, he would never abandon the Qingyun Sect.
The hundreds of years of bond with the sect is extraordinary, and it is impossible for me to watch it go to decline.
(End of this chapter)
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