Le Feng couldn't help but quietly leaned next to Lu Qingye, worried that Wenren Yuanjing would threaten Lu Qingye, and also worried that Lu Qingye wanted to save Jiuru and planned to sacrifice himself...
Fortunately, Wenren Yuanjing was not as deep-minded and sensitive as he thought, otherwise he would have jumped and cursed if he knew what Le Feng was thinking.
Obviously Wenren Yuanjing was not as calm as Le Feng. He went to Le Feng with his own purpose, just to resolve the matter early and go back to make alchemy early.
"Master Le Feng, I came to you to make a deal with you."
Le Feng took a breath and clenched his hands.
Is it really coming?
Le Feng had already made a decision in his heart, but when he thought of Brother Jiu Ru who was still struggling to support the sect, he couldn't help but feel deeply painful and helpless.
"I feel that Lu Qingye is very popular with me. I am already old, and I want to find someone to pass on my mantle. I heard that you, the Nine Confucian Masters of the Yaozong, were injured in the last battle. If you are willing to let go, Let her worship me as your teacher, and I will go with you to the Yaozong, how about it?"
After hearing what he said, Le Feng was stunned for a moment, but when he realized what he said, he was pleasantly surprised.
He was not a pedantic person. He felt that Lu Qingye must stay in Shangyao Sect in his life. He would be a member of Shangyao Sect in life and a ghost of Shangyao Sect in death.
It is normal for monks to practice and travel around. Even the Qingxuan Continent where they were born may be just a place of suspension.
Do disciples who are destined to ascend have to become casual cultivators after entering the upper realm?
They know that it is not easy for casual cultivators, so naturally they will not fall into the shackles of imprisonment knowingly.
As for being in the same continent, it depends on the situation.
And Wen Ren Yuan Jing didn't have any sect family behind him. If Lu Qingye could join his sect, it would be beneficial for them to join the Yao Sect.
After all, Wenren Yuanjing, who had no family or sect, accepted a disciple of Shangyao Sect as his disciple. As long as Lu Qingye was still a disciple of Shangyao Sect, he was actually winning over Wenren Yuanjing in disguise.
The only person Le Feng was a little confused about was probably his junior brother...
This kind of thing is actually a bit of a slap in the face to Gu Changheng.
But thinking about how his junior brother was unreliable at times, Le Feng actually felt that maybe it was a good thing to have multiple masters in Qingye hurt him.
And the other party is still Wenren Yuanjing.
With the support of such an alchemy master, those who were always watching Lu Qingye had to consider whether they had the life if they wanted to touch her again.
As a Taoist sect, Shangyao Sect is actually restricted in many things.
However, as an alchemy master, Wenren Yuanjing targets a broad and complex group of people.
Among those who bear the cause and effect, there are many desperadoes who lick blood with their swords.
In this world, sometimes using evil to cure evil has more significant effects.
"In that case, let me ask my junior brother."
As Lu Qingye's master, even if it is more in name only, he still has to ask the other party.
Wenren Yuanjing snorted and had no objection.
Although his temper is not very good, he is not unreasonable either.
Although he felt that Gu Changheng's wishes were not important.
Over there Le Feng was transmitting messages to Gu Changheng, and over here I heard that Yuan Jing had already grilled the fish.
He baked two pieces, and Lu Qingye also baked one in his hand.
Lu Qingye originally thought that the other party wanted to eat two of them himself. After all, the wine angel fish was delicious.
But she didn't expect Wenren Yuanjing to hand her one.
"Look at that fish you grilled. It's such a waste of wine fish! Eat the one I grilled!"
Lu Qingye looked at the browned and crispy Jiuxian fish that was handed to him and hesitated.
However, Wen Ren Yuan Jing had already forcefully stuffed her arms into her arms.
He also looked a little awkward. He spoke in a low voice, pulled a face, and grunted while eating another fish in his hand.
Le Feng, who had finished transmitting the message, looked at the two of them getting along and suddenly felt sympathy for his junior brother.
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