Chapter 23 The stingy Qingshan Patriarch

"Okay, there is nothing special about today's meeting." Qingshan Patriarch sat at the top and regained his dignity and said, "I just want to inform you that I, the ancestor, have been helped by a master and obtained a precious sword. My combat power has increased dramatically. A battle with Xuanwu is no problem."

In his words, Qingshan Patriarch was full of pride and also swept away the decadent look of Qingshan Sect.

"God bless our Qingshan Sect."

Everyone shouted.

"So you can rest assured!" Qingshan Patriarch's loud voice spread throughout the audience, "Do you have anything else to discuss? If not, let's disperse!"

The people below looked at each other and saw the same wish in each other's eyes.

Finally, the great elder came out and said respectfully: "Grandfather, can you let us see this precious sword?"

As he spoke, all the hopeful eyes focused on him.

"Okay!"

Grandfather Qingshan nodded, although he was reluctant, but since so many people wanted to see it, it was hard to refuse.

"Then you should open your eyes and let me see it."

After the words fell, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes.

"Swish!"

A beam of light lit up.

In just a moment, Grandfather Qingshan put the knife back, with a complacent smile on his face, and said leisurely: "How about it, have you seen it?"

"Grandfather..."

The faces of the people in the audience were frustrated.

With Grandfather Qingshan's hand speed, they didn't see anything except a beam of light.

"Okay, Third Elder, you two stay here, the rest of you can go!" said Qingshan Patriarch impatiently.

Everyone left unwillingly, leaving only the Third Elder and Yu Wujie.

"I wonder what the Old Ancestor wants to do with us?" The Third Elder asked respectfully, hoping that the Old Ancestor would compensate him.

"I am sorry for destroying your palace and hurting your disciples, but the sect has nothing to compensate you, so I will make an exception and let you two take a closer look at this sword!" said Qingshan Patriarch generously.

The Third Elder looked unhappy.

But being able to take a closer look at the precious sword was at least a kind of compensation.

The Qingshan Patriarch took out the knife again, but it only lasted for a while, but at least the two of them saw the true appearance of the knife.

The two of them could never have imagined that the thing that the Qingshan Patriarch regarded as a treasure was actually a kitchen knife.

Yes, a kitchen knife.

However, the two of them also truly felt the power of this kitchen knife. The sharp breath and rich martial spirit were enough to represent that this was an unparalleled divine knife!

Yu Wujie was cautious and recorded the image of the knife with a jade slip.

The Qingshan Patriarch just looked at him more and didn't say anything.

After leaving the Qingshan Hall, Yu Wujie rushed to the outer gate. Along the way, many people secretly pointed fingers at him, but due to his identity, ordinary disciples did not dare to be too blatant.

But even so, his face was gloomy enough.

"Brother Wu Jie, I heard that you were injured. How are you?"

Finally, a figure in a long skirt walked towards Yu Wu Jie, speaking with worry.

She was Peng Ying. Since she officially joined Qingshan Sect, her dress and temperament have improved qualitatively, and she has become more beautiful.

"My vision is really good. With this beauty, I'm afraid she can be among the top ten of Qingshan Sect."

Yu Wu Jie's pale face flashed with a hint of lewdness. If Peng Ying didn't have a good foundation, he, as the elder's direct disciple, would not have taken a fancy to a mortal who was not even worthy of entering Qingshan Sect.

After approaching Peng Ying, the look on his face disappeared, and he said gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You look so pale, and you say you're fine." Peng Ying was worried and asked softly: "By the way, what happened? How did you get injured in the sect?"

Peng Ying's question seemed to arouse Yu Wujie's bad memories.

In the shame, there was also fear.

At the moment when the knife chopped down, he really thought he was dead.

However, Yu Wujie quickly put away the fear on his face and said lightly: "The ancestor got a precious sword, which was too powerful, and even he couldn't control it completely. In a mistake, not only did he cut off my master's palace, but he also happened to chop me..."

Peng Ying heard this and his face changed.

Yu Wujie glanced at her, sighed, and said, "Speaking of which, it took me a lot of effort to take this blow. I almost used up all my trump cards, but I was still injured." As

he said that, he looked at Peng Ying with an apologetic face, "Ying'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I was useless and made you worry about my injury."

"How could it be?" Peng Ying nervously held Yu Wujie's palm and hurriedly comforted him, "You can take the ancestor's blow, which is simply a miracle. I'm afraid that all disciples can't do it!"

"What's the use? I was still injured." Yu Wujie shook his head sadly.

"You are really strong and great." Peng Ying said hurriedly.

Yu Wujie turned his eyes to her and asked, "Really?"

"Really, you are the best in my heart." Peng Ying said solemnly.

"Ying'er, you are so kind." Yu Wujie said gently, and with a slight movement of his palm, Peng Ying was embraced by him. Feeling the softness in his arms, Yu Wujie's mouth curled up unconsciously.

After a while of intimacy, Peng Ying asked curiously: "By the way, Brother Wujie, what kind of knife is the ancestor's knife? How come even he can't control it well?"

Yu Wujie narrowed his eyes, and this time there was no pretense on his face. He said solemnly: "This knife is really scary."

"Oh?"

Peng Ying raised his eyebrows.

"You will know it at a glance."

Yu Wujie waved his palm, and a jade slip appeared in his hand. As the jade slip emitted a long light, a picture appeared in Peng Ying's eyes.

. You provided the Great God Feng Lingbei, you are already level 1000, the highest level outside is 30