Chapter 162
Ye Lan blushed and immediately turned his back to Leng Qingqiu.
"Don't talk nonsense."
When did I start to like it!
With a raised hand, he immediately took out the antidote for the Face-Changing Pill from his Qiankun bag and swallowed it. Ye Lan revealed his true appearance and said with a very unhappy look, "Then you can tell me now."
Leng Qingqiu bent down and helped Ye Lan clean up the hill that had become a mess due to the thunder disaster.
He moved slowly and seemed in no hurry to answer the question.
Ye Lan stood there. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out where he had given himself away and was discovered by this traitor.
But then I thought again, things didn't seem that simple.
No matter where I flee to, I will be found by this traitor. Could it be...
Could it be that this traitor had put something on me?
The more Ye Lan thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was right. Otherwise, he would be found by him every time.
Leng Qingqiu listened to the doubts and guesses in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.
He stood up and turned to face Ye Lan.
Ye Lan touched his chin with one hand, thinking, "Master, please don't guess randomly. It's okay to tell Master when the time comes. Qingqiu loves you and is afraid that something might happen to you, so she used magic to locate you."
Leng Qingqiu said it bluntly, interrupting Ye Lan's thoughts.
Ye Lan raised his head and saw Leng Qingqiu's half-smile.
He dared to conclude that this matter was not as simple as Leng Qingqiu said.
If he doesn't tell me, no matter how much time I waste, he won't tell me about how to find himself.
Ye Lan turned his head away and stopped looking at Leng Qingqiu's face. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the feeling of his cultivation advancement.
He could feel that the place where he stored his spiritual power had become larger.
My whole body is filled with endless power, and I can clearly feel my vitality being extended.
Is this... the reason why everyone cultivates immortality?
The extended vitality means that if you are not murdered, you can live as long as a turtle.
Ye Lan clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
After the excitement, all of Ye Lan's enthusiasm faded away, and he continued to look at Leng Qingqiu in front of him.
"Have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?" Ye Lan couldn't help but raise his voice.
How long has it been since this traitor separated from me?
He actually advanced one step ahead of me!
Leng Qingqiu looked at the surprised Ye Lan, the light in his eyes surging violently in a place Ye Lan could not see.
He shrugged, and said with a hint of regret in his tone, "Master, have you just discovered this?"
The look he gave Ye Lan was so intense that it could be seen through lines. He continued, "Qingqiu was able to break through so quickly thanks to Master. If it weren't for being able to share the joy of love with Master, who possessed water spiritual roots, how could Qingqiu have broken through so quickly..."
Ye Lan's face darkened. He couldn't understand why Leng Qingqiu's painting style changed so quickly.
Why is it that after saying something serious there is always something more serious.
[Damn him! He reminds me of that incident all the time.]
The clenched fist made a crisp crackling sound.
Leng Qingqiu also knew that this seemed to have reached Ye Lan's bottom line. He walked to Ye Lan, grabbed Ye Lan's wrist and said, "Master, the headmaster has ordered all the sect leaders to gather at the ceremony. If you don't set off now, I'm afraid you will miss it."
Ye Lan: ...
[No? Why are you telling me such an important thing now?]
[Is there any way to drive this guy out of the sect! ]
Ye Lan looked at Leng Qingqiu with even more gritted teeth.
Leng Qingqiu smiled faintly, "Master, it's better not to look at Qingqiu like that, otherwise I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself and make you late..."
Ye Lan:!!!
Ye Lan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He jumped far away from Leng Qingqiu in an instant.
Leng Qingqiu looked at Ye Lan who was running far away on the flying sword and smiled faintly. He was not in a hurry to catch up with him. He knew that Ye Lan must be returning to the sect.
Ye Lan flew for a moment and looked back, and found that Leng Qingqiu was not following him. He breathed a sigh of relief.
It's so embarrassing!
He clearly tried hard to forget that day, but Leng Qingqiu kept floating in front of his eyes, reminding him of the absurdity of that day all the time.
Ye Lan rushed back to the sect as quickly as possible. When he arrived at the ceremony, he saw Song Yongzhi and others already sitting in the center of the ceremony waiting for him.
Song Yongzhi glanced up and down at Ye Lan, the latecomer, and said in surprise, "Huh? Sect Master Ye, you actually broke through?"
As soon as he said this, everyone present looked at Ye Lan.
"Really? Sect Master Ye, you actually made a breakthrough?"
"No wonder you're the last one to speak. Sect Leader, don't worry about your lateness. Sect Leader Ye must be late because he's trying to break through."
The leader of the Qi Sect and the leader of the Dan Sect, Song Qi, echoed each other and made excuses for Ye Lan.
Song Yongzhi stroked his beard, his gaze lingering on Ye Lan for a long time before he said calmly, "Forget it, sit down."
Ye Lan immediately found the farthest seat and sat down. He had been traveling for too long and was extremely thirsty.
Seeing that there was a spiritual tea given by the headmaster next to him, he picked it up and drank it without thinking.
His actions were barbaric and lacked the bearing of a monk at all.
Song Yongzhi's eyebrows twitched when he saw this.
He looked at the spiritual tea in Ye Lan's hand: It would be a waste to let him drink such a good thing...
If there wasn't something to discuss, he really wanted to slap this annoying guy away.
Song Yongzhi tried his best to ignore the annoying Ye Lan. He turned his gaze to the other side of the Dan Sect and the Qi Sect's Sect Master. "I called you three here today because the sect competition is about to begin. Who will you choose for the spot in this competition?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the leader of the Qi Sect and the leader of the Dan Sect, Song Qi, looked at each other.
Song Qi was the first to speak: "Master, Liuying has died unexpectedly. Our Dan Sect now only has Xie Yi as its disciple. I don't really want him to go to this sect competition."
The tragic loss of his beloved disciple made Song Qi dare not take any more risks. He wanted to protect Xie Yi under his wings so that he would have no successor in the future.
The leader of the Qi Sect rubbed his head and said, "We Qi Sect can send disciples to participate in the competition, but if the Dan Sect has no disciples participating, then this time we can only count as a bye."
Song Yongzhi frowned, agreeing with the words of the leader of the Qi Sect.
The sect competition is only held every fifty years, and it is also an opportunity for each sect to refresh its ranking.
The Xiaoyao Sect originally ranked among the top major sects, but due to subsequent developments, it has been on a downward trend.
This gave Song Yongzhi a headache. He wanted to revitalize the sect, but the people in the sect seemed to have become accustomed to lying low...
Just as the three of them were silent, a voice came from the other side.
"Isn't it just refining the elixir? How difficult is that?"
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