"What? Suge, you said that my Zen sect has disciples who practice magic? Haha, Amitabha, why don't you come to my Zen sect and I will personally bless your head?"
"What are you talking about? Su Ge, are you crazy? There is no way that my Black Blade Sect has disciples who practice magic. You...you are not looking for a reason to challenge the entire sect, right? Don't bother, your Sword Pavilion has won now."
"What? You are from Jian Ge Zong? Get out! Get out!"
…
Su Qinian sat cross-legged with his sword in his arms in the sect's hall, staring at the gilded ceiling in silence.
"It's really a world of decay, people's hearts are no longer the same as before... After all, our Jian Ge is a well-known sect in Cangyun Realm, but we are being squeezed out by these sects!"
In half an hour, he had notified a bunch of sects, reminding them that there might be disciples practicing magic in their sects, and asked them to check themselves.
It's impossible for him to go to your site to help you investigate.
He is not that free and does not have the time.
Even if he really has that much free time, the 그 family sect has to let him go... He will probably be intercepted by the elders of the sect before he even gets close to the 그 family mountain gate.
"It's hard to persuade a damned devil with kind words! Tsk..."
Su Qinian snorted coldly.
He has notified all the small sects.
The small sects were in awe of their Jian Ge sect, so they all promised to conduct self-inspections. However, he knew that most of these small sects would only promise verbally and would not follow through.
In the sect, Danzong and Lingxi Valley expressed that they would seriously check the disciples in the sect, which made him feel a little relieved.
Danzong and Lingxi Valley are both well-known sects. Although they are not as good as Jian Ge, if these two sects find out the disciples who practice magic and make it known, other sects will definitely pay attention.
"The only one left is the Qingyun Sect..."
Su Qinian looked at the jade talisman with the word "Qingyun" engraved on it on the table with a complicated expression.
The relationship between Jian Ge and Qing Yun Zong is not good.
Deep down, he didn't want to care about the life or death of Qingyun Sect.
But morally speaking, he should remind Qingyun Sect, regardless of whether Qingyun Sect cares about what he says or not.
“Forget it, forget it. No matter what, Patriarch Qingyun is still my white moonlight, so just inform her…” Su Qinian had a complicated expression, and finally injected a trace of spiritual energy into the jade slip.
He pinched his throat, hummed and ahed twice, and adjusted his voice.
The jade slip was activated, and a spiritual light curtain emerged.
Su Qinian looked at his own reflection on the screen, with white hair and a face as dry as a pine tree. It seemed as if he was also looking at her with an old face.
Suddenly, a young girl appeared on the screen.
"Su Ge, how are you?"
The girl smiled charmingly. Although she was only 28 years old, she had a mature charm that could only be cultivated through the years.
Su Qinian closed the light curtain and stared at the air for a long time, muttering to himself: "Wulian Zhizun, when did she have a daughter?"
"She wouldn't even tell me!"
Looking up at the ceiling at 15 degrees, Su Qinian's eyes were filled with sorrow.
【What nonsense are you talking about? 】
A cold snort sounded from inside the closed light curtain:
[I don’t have a daughter. I only ate the Zhuyan Pill. ]
Hearing the hoarse old woman's voice, Su Qinian felt that it was just right. He reopened the light curtain and said with a smile: "Rong Qingyun, how did you make yourself look like this? You don't look majestic at all."
[Don't worry about it for now, I want to ask you something! ]
[Is Li Qingran's master in your Jian Pavilion? ]
"Yes." Su Qinian was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Patriarch Qingyun asked this, but he still said honestly: "Li Qingran's master is the supreme elder of our Jian Pavilion. Judging from his qualifications, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the ancestor."
[Can you help me get a private voice transmission jade slip? ]
Patriarch Qingyun's pretty face turned red, she bit her pink lips lightly, and her eyes dodged.
Su Qinian: “???”
No, something feels a little off.
If you want to privately transmit the sound through the jade slip, then you must do it. What's the matter with this shy expression?
"Rong Qingyun, you wouldn't..."
[Oh~ I've been very interested in swordsmanship recently~] Patriarch Qingyun covered her pretty face with her hands, her eyes were seductive, and she said shyly: [That person's swordsmanship is superb, I just want to study swordsmanship in depth with that person~]
Su Qinian was silent.
No kidding, if that makes sense.
His white moonlight seemed to have been pried away by the supreme elder, whom he always called ancestor.
It's a strange feeling.
It's roughly similar to the feeling of the previous couple falling in love with their own grandfather.
He thought about it over and over again.
In the end, I only asked Patriarch Qingyun one question.
"Does your son know?"
…
This was the first time that the communication with Patriarch Qingyun was so pleasant.
On weekdays, they would start arguing if they couldn't say a word during a conversation.
Rong Qingyun solemnly stated that since the old ancestor had said that there were demon cultivators infiltrating the sect, she would naturally ask the sect leaders and elders to carefully examine their disciples and definitely not give the demon cultivators any chance to take advantage.
After closing the jade slip, Su Qinian gave a tragic smile, shook his head and sighed.
“Wuhu! Fortunately, I have more than a hundred White Moonlights, otherwise my Dao heart would be shattered today!” After saying that, he directly took out the Qingyun Sect’s jade slip from the pile of female cultivators’ private voice-transmitting jade slips and threw it aside with a look of disgust on his face.
Then he rode on the flying sword to the top of Luoxia Peak.
After finishing the work here, I have to report the progress to the ancestor.
…
"Qingran, these are the responses from all the sects in Cangyun Realm."
In the hut, Su Qinian handed a jade slip to Li Qingran. Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and said meaningfully, "Well, I just had a chat with Patriarch Qingyun. I don't know what's wrong with this old guy. He actually took the Rejuvenation Pill to restore his youthful appearance. My goodness, she is so charming and seductive, so ripe and tender... Doesn't she know your master? She always asks me about your master and wants your master's private voice transmission jade slip."
Li Qingran, who was originally on the pillowcase, suddenly raised his head.
"Did you give it to me?"
"No, I don't have it if I want it. Even if I do, I won't give it to you." Su Qinian shook his head quickly, a drop of cold sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead.
Infinite Venerable.
He actually saw a hint of murderous intent in Li Qingran's eyes.
"That's good." Li Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Master is very busy on weekdays. He has to fight against the 꺶 monster and suppress the toxins in his body. Don't let cats and dogs disturb him."
"Extremely, extremely, aha ...."
Su Qinian laughed dryly twice, then quickly left Luoxia Peak.
It was so scary that he almost pointed at Old Ancestor Qingyun's nose and cursed him.
Good thing he is his apprentice Yue Chi.
Even though he's a bit silly and likes to drink a little wine whenever he has nothing to do, at least he doesn't have the intention of being a brewer and I don't care about his private life.
Alas, with such a disciple, I am afraid I won't be able to have a harem in the future.
Su Qinian stepped on the flying sword, shook his head, nodded, and sighed:
"Tsk tsk, Rong Qingyun, ah Rong Qingyun, you are so miserable, really... hehe~"
…
Li Qingran sat at the table for a long time.
Suddenly, he took apart the half-finished pillow.
Then she changed to a piece of cloth with lotus leaves on it, took out a tea bag that she was too embarrassed to give away, cut it open, and turned the cloth inside out to reveal the embroidery that looked like a frog.
As she stroked the frog and the lotus leaf, her hands trembled slightly and her face became redder and redder as her eyes moved.
But I never changed it back...
…
…
If you don't want to see the pictures, you can block them in the settings. No need to scold me. I only show them to readers who like to see them. QAQ