After staying in the inheritance tower for a month, and recuperating in Wanyanqing's domain for more than half a month, Shujue woke up and realized that so long had passed, and she secretly felt bad.
The speed of time passing in the domain is different from that outside. After staying here for so long, will the master and others outside think that they are missing?
She was right. People outside were indeed going crazy.
It's been a month, a whole month, and no one from Shujue's team has sent a message to the sect.
If it's okay for a day or two, for a whole month, it's hard not to think in the worst direction.
"Master, don't be anxious. Junior sister may have encountered some small trouble and it may be solved immediately." Lin Nianjiao said, feeling that she didn't have much confidence.
It's been a month and it hasn't been resolved. Could it be a minor problem?
Pei Xingmo let out a long sigh and could only try not to think about it. He stood with his hands behind his hands, and the mountains stretched in the distance: "How are the people of the Lan tribe doing lately?"
"Everything is fine, Master. The eldest brother has settled the person well." At this point, Lin Nianjiao had to sigh. After returning from Linbei Border City, the eldest brother seemed to be a different person. He was obviously still the same face as before. He has a similar level of cultivation, but he feels like a sharp blade hidden in a scabbard that is about to be unsheathed, with a sharp edge.
After discussions between various sects, the Lan tribe settled down in Qing Hongzong. They were all ordinary people. Lin Nianjiao tested their talents and found that none of them had spiritual roots.
In Lan Xi's words, this is the Creator's punishment for the Lan tribe.
The tribe that has been passed down for hundreds of years seems to have an agreed-upon rule: only the high priest in the entire tribe has the sealing power comparable to the monks, and this power is only useful in the northern border town of Lin. After leaving the border town, the high priest will become an ordinary person.
But now, the people of the Lan tribe left Linbei Border City under the leadership of the high priest. The high priest died, and the Lan tribe without the next high priest was in panic among the Qinghong sect.
According to the classics of the Lan tribe, the rise and fall of the tribe is guided by the priests. But now that the high priest has died and there is no next priest to be elected, is the Lan tribe destined to perish?
No one can answer their question.
They knew very well that the high priest died because of the seal, which may be the reason why the priest's power exists.
Disciples of Qing Hongzong came and went. Lan Xi sat on the threshold of the gate, watching them with envy in his eyes.
"Lan Xi." Su Chiqing came with today's lunch. Seeing her sitting on the threshold with her chin propped up, she knew that she was worried about the future of the Lan tribe again. "There is a destiny in the dark. The high priest will bring you out. Although you are dead, the curse may have been broken."
"I hope so." Su Chiqing's comfort did not reduce Lan Xi's worries by half, but on the surface she still smiled at Su Chiqing: "It's you who delivers food every day these days. It's really troublesome for you. ”
Su Chiqing waved his hand: "Just a favor."
"I think the expressions of the disciples today don't seem right. Did something happen?" Lan Xi took the food and asked casually.
"It was our junior sister and two disciples from the sect who disappeared on the way to Phoenix Marsh." It was not a secret after all. Su Chiqing hesitated for a moment and then told her: "The sect leader should want to send someone to look for it. But now you’ve seen it too, everyone is too busy to get away.”
The so-called busyness is cultivation and retreat.
After the auction, most of the Qing Hongzong's disciples started the practice mode of "cantilevering the head, coning, and piercing the buttocks", one by one, for fear that they would lag behind their fellow disciples and not be able to go to the battlefield in the future.
"Junior sister?" Lan Xi didn't know Shujue, but she often heard the disciples passing by mention her. It was said that she was a very hard-working woman.
"Yes, in terms of talent, junior sister can be ranked among the best in the entire world of cultivating immortals." Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, Su Chiqing lowered his voice: "I heard that in the past, junior sister had a certain admiration for senior brothers. The crazy guy seems to have lost himself. I don’t know when he will recover later, but his strength keeps rising."
This is what she heard from others.
Strange to say, as a close disciple of the sect master, Shujue should have been a celebrity in the Qing Hong Sect, but for some reason, everyone at that time only knew that she admired the senior brother and followed him everywhere all day long; Thinking about the past, Su Chiqing always felt vague and couldn't remember what kind of person Shu Jue was.
Su Chiqing felt strange for a moment, but she quickly ignored it.
"So...listening to what you said, she is really an extraordinary woman." Lan Xi smiled while holding the food box, and for some reason a picture suddenly appeared in her mind: a girl in a pink dress. Holding a silver sword, he faced off against a huge python. The snake's whole body was covered in scales, and it even had an inconspicuous horn on its head.
Lan Xi's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.
What did she see just now?
Su Chiqing didn't notice anything strange about her, chatted with her for a while and then left.
Lan Xi carried the food box and walked into the yard worriedly.
The accommodation arranged for them by Qing Hongzong was excellent. There were five people in one courtyard, and each person had an independent room, which was not available in the tribal days.
It is warm all year round, which is far more suitable for living than the northern border city that is covered in severe cold day after day.
Living with Lan Xi were several girls about the same age as her, who were sewing clothes at the moment.
Qing Hongzong originally arranged clothes for them, but they were rejected by everyone in the Lan tribe.
It is already a gift for them to live here, let alone someone delivering food on time every day, how can they still wear other people's clothes?
What's more, I heard that those clothes were all magic weapons and were very expensive. It was a waste for ordinary people like them to wear them.
"Lan Xi, why have you been out for so long? What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"
"I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy. Just rest for a while. You guys eat first and I'll take a rest." Putting the food box on the table, Lan Xi hurried into the room, not caring that the girl behind her was still calling her.
"Hey, that's really weird." They looked at each other and said nothing. They opened the food box, picked out Lan Xi's portion and started eating lunch.
But Lan Xi was lying on the bed at this time, with her eyes closed, and her mind was filled with strange people and strange pictures.
There was a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, her lips were white, and her breathing was disordered.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and stared at the bed curtain with empty eyes.
The power of the priest, the power to predict the future, has appeared in her, which means that she will be the next high priest.
The hands on the edge of the bed were trembling slightly. Lan Xi looked up, like a drowning person, with despair in his eyes.
She was secretly happy when she learned that the next high priest would not appear. The high priest could not get married and had to give up the emotions he should not have. As one of the priest's maids, she was originally one of the candidates for the next high priest. one.
But with the death of the high priest, naturally no one will choose the next high priest. This means that she can live with Brother Cheng as an ordinary person for a lifetime, but why... why is it her...
Obviously... Brother Cheng obviously said that he would marry her when she turns eighteen...
There was a low whimpering in the room, and several girls who were sewing clothes stopped what they were doing and looked at each other doubtfully.
(End of chapter)
