Xuan Qing did not speak, but smiled and waved his hand. A bamboo tube of milk tea appeared in his palm and handed it to Rong Li.
Rongli stared at Xuanqing hatefully, took it, took a bite and asked, "How long do you want it?"
"Five hundred years!" Xuan Qing said.
Rongli's pupils suddenly widened, and he even wanted to splash the milk tea in his hand on Xuanqing's face. After a pause, Rongli took a sip and hummed: "One hundred years, no more. In these hundred years, this The palace will ask the masters of the clan to retreat, if there is no result after a hundred years..."
"That can only be fruitless." Xuan Qing said with a smile.
Rongli snorted coldly: "You think about the consequences yourself."
…
A month later, Xuanqing and Mieyan set out again.
During this month, Miu Yan has been moving treasure materials to the Dharma Ark.
Moreover, they are all treasures of the Tianqi clan.
Xuanqing Lion opened his mouth, and all the treasures originally left for Xuanqing were left in Hongmeng Mountain.
Even with the personal anger of the Clan Mother, Miu Yan still felt pain in his heart.
Xuan Qing really wanted too much.
The quality and quantity of those treasures are enough for an ordinary creature to become a Wuji Saint.
Could it be that Xuan Qing meant that within a hundred years, while investigating, he would cultivate to the level of a Wuji Saint?
Simply outrageous.
But this was the clan mother’s order, and Miu Yan had no choice but to accept it!
On the Dharma Ark, Miu Yan still stared at Xuan Qing angrily: "Why do you want to go to the Elf Tribe?"
What's the point of such a weak race?
It would be fine if Xuan Qing was really an elf.
Mie Yan and others all knew that Ganoderma lucidum was recommended purely for the sake of face and status among the elves.
From Mie Yan's point of view, Xuan Qing deliberately chose the Elf tribe just to have a longer journey. Mie Yan kept urging the Dharma Boat to travel, so Xuan Qing could have more time to practice.
It must be so!
Xuan Qing scratched his head, stared at Mie Yan and said, "Didn't the Clan Mother say that you should listen to me?"
"you……"
Miu Yan suddenly became angry and waved his sleeves: "This is the first time. If fellow Taoist still behaves like this, I will be really rude to fellow Taoist!"
Xuan Qing smiled and said: "Let's get on with it!"
Mie Yan tossed his sleeves and left, urging the Dharma Boat to set off on the road.
Xuanqing returned to the cabin, began to refine the treasure materials, and continued to practice.
A hundred years of time!
The most important thing is the treasure that makes the Dharma boat tremble under pressure.
The Apocalypse Clan has given him so many treasures. If nothing can be found, the Apocalypse Clan will obviously not give him good things to eat.
But Xuanqing can't place his hope on finding out.
As long as he becomes stronger, even if nothing is found out by then, the Apocalypse Clan will still have to weigh things up.
Therefore, cultivation is as important as inquiry!
The Dharma boat made a buzzing sound and began to continuously stimulate the laws and shuttle forward.
After arriving at the Elf Tribe, such a powerful person as Mie Yan was almost exhausted.
Xuan Qing walked out of the room with a smile and landed on the magic boat together with Mie Yan.
In the cave of the elf tribe leader, Ying Ming sat on his knees in fear, adding tea to Xuan Qing and Mie Yan at any time.
Until now, Ying Ming was in disbelief.
Xuan Qing was very surprised and reported it to the academy.
I thought that this matter would be settled like this, or that Xuan Qing might be accepted by the academy and possibly gain a certain status in the academy.
Or it was directly destroyed because of its own strangeness.
No matter what the outcome is, if Ying Ming reports it, it has nothing to do with him.
Of course, the former is better. At least this way, you will have one more backer in the college, and you will have face when speaking out.
Today, the development of things is indeed the former.
But, the previous one was too much!
Xuanqing actually had his own sky-lifting boat and became a patrolling envoy.
Not to mention, big figures like Miu Yan have become Xuan Qing's followers.
Xuan Qing didn't speak, just drank tea quietly.
The more this happened, the more nervous Ying Ming became, fearing that Xuan Qing would settle a score with him.
When he met Xuan Qing and others before, he could still maintain a sense of superiority.
But now, facing the identity of the patrolling immortal envoy, the small elves are weak as a whole.
Not to mention that there is a fourth-level Wuji Saint named Mie Yan, who is also a weakling as the clan leader.
With one word, the entire elves could be wiped out, and no one would take a second look.
The elves are still too small in the Yuan world!
Ying Ming held the teapot anxiously, ready to add tea to Xuan Qing at any time.
Next to him, Miu Yan sat coldly, not even looking at the tea cup in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed in such silence.
Xuanqing has been drinking tea...
Take a sip and look at the tea for a while, as if there is something very important, even very secret, hidden in it.
At first, Mie Yan could bear it and thought Xuan Qing had really discovered something.
At this moment, I couldn't bear it anymore. I coughed and said, "Fellow Taoist Xuanqing!"
Xuan Qing turned around and saw Mie Yan, with a slightly shocked expression on his face: "Are you still there?"
When the flames are extinguished, there will be a ball of fire. What are you talking about?
He clenched his fists tightly to prevent the flames from bursting out.
Ying Ming's palms were covered in cold sweat, and he didn't know how much sweat oozed from his forehead.
Fortunately, he is an elf, so he absorbs the sweat as nutrition.
Even so, I was still shocked.
That's Master Miuyan!
Ying Ming, a powerful person who came out of Tianqi Academy, is usually out of reach of such patriarchs.
"You go out first, I will talk to the clan leader alone." Xuan Qing said.
Mie Yan immediately said angrily: "Mother of the Clan wants me to accompany you the whole time."
The teapot that Ying Ming was holding almost fell to the ground.
Not only did he destroy the inflammation, but he also brought out the clan mother?
Who is Xuan Qing, and how can he be related to the clan mother?
"If fellow Taoist is not in a hurry, we will just consume it." Xuan Qing smiled at Mie Yan and stretched out the cup to Ying Ming.
It took Ying Ming a while to react, and he quickly added tea to Xuan Qing.
It starts again!
Xuanqing held the tea cup and stared at the tea in the cup seriously for a while, then took a sip...
Mie Yan couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists, snorted, and strode away.
Ying Ming opened his mouth wide, thinking he was going to beat Xuan Qing, but in the end, he really left? !
"grown ups……"
Ying Ming quickly apologized and said with a smile, "What are your orders, sir?"
Xuan Qing raised his head, glanced at Ying Ming, and started looking at the cup again.
It’s almost an hour again!
The smile on Ying Ming's face froze, and he secretly opened his mouth and moved his masseter muscles.
As a result, Xuan Qing happened to look over.
Ying Ming quickly shut up and bit off a piece of his tongue, his teeth making a rattling sound.
Xuan Qing laughed out loud. Ying Ming quickly followed San San's smile and quickly grew his tongue. Just as he was about to speak, Xuan Qing said: "Dig a hole and hide yourself."
"Ah?" Ying Ming looked at Xuan Qing puzzled.
"Come out after I leave."
Ying Ming nodded quickly and said: "Right away, right away!"
