Chapter 168
Leng Qingqiu arrived at the door of the main hall and announced it respectfully outside the hall.
"Jianfeng Leng Qingqiu wants to see you for something."
He waited outside the hall for a while, and then the tightly closed door slowly opened.
Leng Qingqiu stroked the hem of his clothes and flew inside.
"Hahaha, Qingqiu, you came at the right time!" Song Yongzhi was just about to go to Jianfeng to tell Leng Qingqiu something, but he didn't expect this person to come, which saved him the trouble.
Leng Qingqiu bowed respectfully to the Sect Leader, Song Yongzhi, suppressing his doubts. He slowly spoke, "What do you mean, Sect Leader? I'm disturbing you this time because of Master."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Yongzhi.
"I know. Even if you didn't come, I would go to Jianfeng to tell you about this." Song Yongzhi's face was smiling like a spring breeze, as if he had some great news to tell Leng Qingqiu.
Leng Qingqiu's expression also turned cold. He glanced at the entire hall with his peripheral vision, but did not find the figure of the person he wanted to find.
Song Yongzhi didn't notice anything wrong with Leng Qingqiu. He chuckled and poured Leng Qingqiu a cup of spiritual tea, motioning him to drink it.
"Have some tea to quench your thirst." Song Yongzhi sat in his seat, looking away uncomfortably. He said with a guilty conscience, "Your master has made a rare breakthrough in cultivation. I accidentally obtained a sword cultivation inheritance and have just given it to your master. I have asked your master to practice in seclusion here with me."
Leng Qingqiu paused while drinking tea, and his eyes quickly fell on Song Yongzhi who was standing beside him.
He knew that this was a sign of the leader's usual guilty conscience.
Leng Qingqiu continued to drink the spiritual tea calmly, and slowly probed: "Master can also retreat in the Sword Sect, why did the Sect Master keep Master Qingqiu here?"
Song Yongzhi's back was covered in cold sweat, and he thought to himself that he was indeed worthy of being the disciple he had chosen, with such meticulous thoughts!
I found the key point at once.
Song Yongzhi pretended to drink the spiritual tea while his mind was rapidly searching for a solution.
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were so sharp that Song Yongzhi felt for a moment that his reputation was in jeopardy.
Even when drinking the spiritual tea, he choked a few times because he was not paying attention.
"Ahem, ahem, you know your master's personality. He works for three days and rests for two days. If no one was watching over him, how could he have reached his current level of cultivation? Look at your master's peers. Which one of them isn't much more advanced than him?"
The more he spoke, the more Song Yongzhi felt that what he said made sense.
He looked at Leng Qingqiu sitting in his seat, slowly stood up, bowed respectfully to him, and then said goodbye and left.
When Leng Qingqiu's figure was completely out of sight, Song Yongzhi took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his sweaty palms.
This... must be because he was scared.
Leng Qingqiu, who was standing outside the hall, did not leave immediately. He closed his eyes and continued to sense with his soul.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
As time passed, Leng Qingqiu's expression became uglier and uglier.
Ye Lan's last breath was indeed in the master's hall, but he felt that the matter was not as simple as the master said.
Could it be that he was really detained by the headmaster for seclusion and cultivation?
Ye Lan's smug face instantly appeared in Leng Qingqiu's mind again. He waved his hand suddenly and left.
He would never believe that the guy would be so willing to go into seclusion.
…I am the dividing line of innocence…
On the other side, Ye Lan looked at Danzong Sect Master Song Qi with approval.
"Master, you are so thoughtful and thought of this idea."
When they left the headmaster's place, Song Qi created a barrier to cover the two of them as they left.
To do this, he didn't want others to see him kidnapping the Sword Sect's leader.
This just happened to allow him to be lucky enough to avoid Leng Qingqiu's detection.
Song Qi twitched his eyes. He didn't expect that Ye Lan would adapt to his new identity so quickly.
Being able to bend and stretch so easily, his face must be thicker than the city wall.
Song Qi sighed inwardly, then casually threw their Dan Sect's inner disciple uniform and a jade token representing an inner disciple in front of Ye Lan.
"Change into it. You can rest here before the sect competition. I will wait for you in the alchemy room every day. You can enter and leave the alchemy room at will with this jade token."
After Song Qi finished speaking, he turned and left.
Ye Lan sighed. He took a look at the room and sighed. It was worthy of being the richest sect in the entire Xiaoyao Sect. Even the rooms of the inner disciples were better than the place where he, the leader of the Sword Sect, lived.
Ye Lan lay on the bed, feeling relaxed all over.
Sure enough, where there is no cold autumn, the air is sweet!
The nerves that had been tense for a long time finally relaxed, and Ye Lan fell asleep after a while.
He had no idea that the edge of Sword Sect's sword was enveloped in waves of chill.
The dragon endured the coldness emanating from its master, and for the first time it wondered whether its choice to follow this master was a wrong one.
But what can I do if I regret it?
The contract has been made, and there is no way to regret it.
It makes the dragon's life miserable.
After Leng Qingqiu returned from the master's hall, he was in a very dangerous state.
He didn't know what method Ye Lan used to block his spiritual sense from tracking him.
He tried countless times, but failed every time.
Ye Lan's feeling of being out of control made him feel powerless for the first time.
He was angry, and he hated feeling this way.
"Master..." The dragon on the wrist decided to risk its life to speak out and comfort its master.
As soon as it finished speaking, it felt a gaze like a sharp sword falling on it.
The dragon swallowed unconsciously. After a long pause, it dared to extend its head and said, "Master, there's no need to waste your spiritual energy like this. Didn't you leave one of my scales here earlier? You can go out and wander around the sect at will. As long as you're within a certain range, I'll definitely be able to sense his location!"
It's time to let the master see its usefulness. As long as it can share the master's worries, it will be valued by the master. If there are good cultivation resources in the future, the master will definitely think of itself first.
The dragon fantasized, and the more it thought about it, the more it couldn't help but shake its tail.
Leng Qingqiu looked at the dragon shaking its head and tail, thinking that he had indeed wasted a lot of his soul.
Leng Qingqiu thought for a moment, then he swung his hand and the dragon on his wrist slid down.
"Since you say you can do it, then I'll leave this matter to you. Come back and let me know as soon as you have any news."
After hearing his instructions, the dragon dared not to refute at all and immediately disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.
Leng Qingqiu would not listen to the advice of a not-so-smart dragon. He just wanted to get rid of this talkative dragon as soon as possible so that he could calm down and continue looking for someone.
[Okay, very good, I'm almost there.]
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