However, who is this Lingyun Pavilion?

The Suoxian Sect is so lame, and they still want to become a subordinate sect?

This matter is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Qin Lang thought.

Wu Changfeng saw Qin Lang stop.

In order to allow Qin Lang to make a decision, he said again:

"As a first-class sect, Lingyun Pavilion's strength should not be underestimated. If we can conquer Lingyun Pavilion, it will greatly improve the overall strength of our Suoxian Sect."

He said with a serious look on his face.

In Wu Changfeng's opinion, Qin Lang should choose to conquer Lingyun Pavilion.

Moreover, conquering Lingyun Pavilion was the most correct decision.

"Why does Lingyun Pavilion want to become a subsidiary sect of our Suoxian Sect?"

Qin Lang looked at Wu Changfeng in confusion and asked.

Isn’t Lingyun Pavilion a first-class sect?

So much more powerful than the Locking Immortal Gate.

Why should it become a subsidiary sect of Suoxianmen?

This is definitely not that simple!

There must be a ghost!

He planned to see if Wu Changfeng knew anything.

Wu Changfeng felt bitter.

Junior uncle-master, junior uncle-master, you are really good at pretending!

You sit back and watch your pet, and kill his sect leader. Lingyun Pavilion is afraid that you will overthrow his entire sect.

Now you come and surrender!

You still ask me why?

Wu Changfeng felt aggrieved.

Why can't you say it out loud?

How can I tell Junior Master Uncle so that he can understand that Lingyun Pavilion chose to surrender because of Junior Master Uncle?

"Perhaps, it's because Junior Master-Uncle's domineering aura has conquered Lingyun Pavilion thousands of miles away."

Wu Changfeng said angrily.

Other than that, he really didn't know how to explain it.

You didn’t tell Ming what happened last night.

Wu Changfeng felt so miserable!

Qin Lang stared at Wu Changfeng closely.

The way he looked at Wu Changfeng was as if he was a mentally retarded person.

There was suspicion in Qin Lang's eyes. Wu Changfeng was teasing him.

He is so domineering and conquers Lingyun Pavilion which is thousands of miles away?

Throw yourself at your mother!

I am just an ordinary person!

You telling me this?

Are you deliberately rubbing salt into my wounds?

"Don't rush to reply, let me think about it."

Qin Lang held his chin and began to think deeply.

How could a first-rank sect be willing to become a subsidiary of a third-rank sect?

It's like, if a man like Ma Dad, who is worth hundreds of billions, were to become your son, would you believe it?

It’s definitely not that simple!

There must be a conspiracy here!

However, what is the purpose of Lingyun Pavilion doing this?

Is there anything in the Locking Immortal Sect that is worth their attention?

The Suoxian Sect is now in such a state of decline that even the nauseating tea has to be sold by the piece.

What else is there that is worthy of the covetousness of a first-class sect?

If you really want to say, what is there in the Locking Immortal Sect that is worth coveting?

Perhaps, it has something to do with Ye Wuque, the founder of the Suoxian Sect.

The legend of Ye Wuque is known to everyone in Qiankun Continent.

As the junior uncle of the Locking Immortal Sect, Qin Lang naturally knew about the great achievements of Ye Wuque, the founder of the Locking Immortal Sect.

He suppressed an era and was the number one person in Qiankun Continent ten thousand years ago.

He founded the Locking Immortal Sect. Could it be that he really did not leave anything behind for the Sect?

Perhaps everyone has this question.

Then Lingyun Pavilion hopes to become a subsidiary of Suoxianmen.

Could it be that he learned something?

Their purpose is not to truly submit to the Suoxian Sect.

But it’s for the things that Ye Wuque left in the Locking Immortal Gate?

Yes! That's definitely the case!

This is Lingyun Pavilion's conspiracy!

Hahaha! I, Qin Lang, am really smart! Big and smart!

You, Lingyun Pavilion, actually dare to use such conspiracy and trickery to covet the treasure left by our founder Ye Wuque!

When I am able to successfully cultivate, soar to the sky, and make a stunning debut, it will be the end of your Lingyun Pavilion!

Wu Changfeng looked at Qin Lang's strange expression and felt inexplicably nervous.

My great uncle.

You look solemn at one moment and happy at another. What are you thinking about?

You're not going to reject Lingyun Pavilion, are you?

That’s the first-class sect Lingyun Pavilion!

"Uncle Master..."

Wu Changfeng called Qin Lang softly.

"Hmm?"

Qin Lang came back to his senses from his fantasy and looked at Wu Changfeng.

"Oh, the Lingyun Pavilion thing, right? Just reject them."

Rejecting Lingyun Pavilion’s initiative to surrender... Wu Changfeng found it hard to accept.

"Why? Junior Uncle-Master, that's Lingyun Pavilion! The number one sect in Yunzhou! If it were any other sect, they would definitely not refuse!"

Wu Changfeng was a little excited.

From the sect leader to the seven elders, all were killed.

Until now, Wu Changfeng has been living in extreme agony every day.

He put a lot of thought into the rise of Suoxianmen every day.

After much difficulty, Lingyun Pavilion was willing to become a subordinate sect, and Suoxianmen could then call upon the skills and resources of Lingyun Pavilion to help Suoxianmen grow rapidly.

Qin Lang's expression became solemn.

"Yes, that's right. Lingyun Pavilion is a first-class sect. If it were any other sect, no one would refuse Lingyun Pavilion's initiative to join them."

Speaking of this, Qin Lang's eyes were full of heat.

"But, we are the Suoxian Sect. We are not some other sect! Do you understand?"

Wu Changfeng looked bitter.

"But……"

He really wanted to tell Qin Lang.

Lingyun Pavilion was conquered by you, they have no other ideas. Junior Master, you are worrying too much!

However, the threats from the chain formation, the little yellow chicken, and the July Demon Lord are still vivid in his mind.

Wu Changfeng didn't dare to tell the truth.

Qin Lang looked at Wu Changfeng with a firm gaze.

"Nephew Wu, there is nothing to worry about. You have to understand that we, the Immortal Locking Sect, are different from others!

“Because our ancestor Ye Wuque was once the number one person in Qiankun Continent, he dominated an entire era!

“As the descendants of Master Ye Wuque, we should emulate him and take him as our goal. We must rely on our own strength to restore the Immortal Locking Sect to its peak step by step!

"It is our duty to restore the glory of Locking Immortal Sect!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful, with resounding impact.

A surge of hot blood kept surging in Wu Changfeng's chest.

The glory of Locking Immortal Gate?

yes!

Ten thousand years ago, the Suoxian Sect was the best in the Qiankun Continent.

The former ancestor Ye Wuque suppressed an era.

As the descendant of Grandmaster Ye Wuque, it is our duty to restore the glory of Locking Immortal Sect!

Junior Master, don’t you know how powerful Lingyun Pavilion is?

Junior Master knows!

But he did not accept Lingyun Pavilion's offer of allegiance.

This is to allow the Suoxian Sect to have some backbone!

Able to rebuild glory!

Junior Master is right!

"Uncle Junior Master! You are right. I will reject them right now!"

Wu Changfeng began to reply excitedly.

Qin Lang nodded slightly.

Thank you for your hardship, my nephew Wu!

It is still unknown whether the ancestor left anything behind.

But Lingyun Pavilion definitely has ill intentions. As a junior master, I cannot push Suoxianmen into the fire pit!

Just wait! My dear nephew!

Wait for me, Junior Master-Uncle, to repair the Wuque Sword.

As long as I can practice, I will definitely lead the Suoxian Sect to the peak!

Qin Lang didn't say anything else.

He turned his head silently.

Heading towards Guanlan City.

At this moment, Qin Lang was like a giant, shouldering the hope of the rise of the Suoxian Sect.

Wu Changfeng replied to the message.

He looked at the background where Qin Lang was leaving.

"Uncle Junior Master, don't worry. I will definitely practice hard and restore the glory of the Immortal Lock Sect. It is my duty!"

He clenched his fists and made up his mind.

He took out the gourd of fruit wine that Qin Lang had given him.

Wu Changfeng pursed his lips and licked them.

Try this wine and then go into retreat.

"Gurgle."

Drink the wine in one gulp.