In the Secret Realm, the bets of the seven sects all belong to the Fuyun Sect. If we look back to the last time we came out on top, it would have been more than two hundred years ago.
Even so, Liu Changqing did a good job in nourishing Qi, always looked calm and composed, and did not forget the etiquette when saying goodbye.
"Take care, Fellow Daoist Liu!"
"We're taking a step ahead..."
The disciples of the Beast Control Sect came and went in a hurry. Elder Ye was not in a good mood. It was no wonder that the duck flew away. It was inevitable to be angry.
He commanded the mad python and told the disciples to sit down, then a few streams of light flickered, and the group of people quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
"My king is convinced that your sect won the championship this time. Brother Liu, do you hope that our two factions will have more discussions in the future so that these disciples can make progress together?"
The ancestor of the Underworld Cult named Wang said with a smile.
Liu Changqing also said with a smile: "I'm sure, I'll be annoying you when the time comes." The two of them exchanged some pretentious politeness, and finally waved goodbye to the other ancestors.
"Take care of yourself!"
"See you later!"
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Not long after, only the Fuyun Sect family was left in the vast forgotten land.
"I don't know how many times we will see our old friends again after the evil attack." Liu Changqing sighed softly, seeming to feel emotion in his heart.
He looked back at the sixteen lucky ones in the world of cultivation, focusing on the faces of Lin Yuqin and Ye Lantian for a while, and then said lightly:
"Get on the war boat and set off."
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On the boat in Jiusha Palace, Han Zhu specially called Meng Qianqiu. The latter's right arm sleeve was empty, and his face still had that cold and arrogant look of unwillingness to admit defeat, which made Han Zhu feel a headache.
"Qianqiu, the disciples who survived just now were all in front of the restricted exit. It's just that you were worried about embarrassment and didn't identify him. At this time, I ask you, have you seen that person's appearance clearly?" Han Zhu said leisurely.
Meng Qianqiu replied briefly: "I didn't see it, he might be dead."
"Is this serious?" Han Zhu frowned.
"Uncle Master, it is indeed the case."
"Bastard!" Upon hearing this answer, Han Zhu slammed the wooden table next to him, causing the tea cup on it to shake violently.
Meng Qianqiu remained silent and still stood where he was.
He pointed at Meng Qianqiu and shouted: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? If it weren't for the sake of His Majesty Mo Yuan, do you think I would be willing to get involved in this matter?"
"This matter has nothing to do with my uncle. All responsibilities are borne by the disciple alone!"
"Hmph! Are you responsible for it?" Han Zhu angrily said with a smile: "That's easy to say! Do you think things are as simple as you said?! You have broken your arm, kid!! This will affect your cultivation after the foundation is established. , your future is ruined!!"
Meng Qianqiu was still livid, but this time he was silent.
Han Zhu sighed in his heart, still looking like he was still angry. He had no choice but to do it. This disciple's status was really special. He couldn't hit him, nor could he scold him. It was useless. No matter how he works now, the blame for poor care will still fall on him.
.......
The returning Bone-piercing War Boat was very spacious. Chen Mo found a corner and sat down to rest, as did most of the others.
He had already told Lin Yuqin not to come over and talk to him frequently, so at the end of the secret realm, the two only exchanged a few normal words.
No one would think that Lin Yuqin's spiritual material was Chen Mo's. Even if they had some doubts, they would only think of Ye Lantian who came out with Lin Yuqin's front and rear legs. This is more in line with Chen Mo's plan of hiding the front and being clumsy.
Wan Qing, Lan Ruoxian, Meng Han....
There were more women alive in the secret realm this time. Chen Mo did not see the faces of familiar people such as Mei Aoxue, An Zihan, Lu Xiuyuan, and Luo Feichen. They must have all died in the secret realm.
"pity......."
Chen Mo closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with images of cultivators from the past three months. Before he could dispel these images, he heard a familiar cry:
"Junior Sister Yuqin, Master has asked you to come over."
Ye Lantian had been summoned by Liu Changqing, and now it was Lin Yuqin's turn. Not only did she hear it, but the others looked up and pretended that nothing had happened. Lin Yuqin's heart tightened, and she glanced at Chen Mo's expression from the corner of her eye.
Chen Mo nodded briefly, and Lin Yuqin immediately responded that Ye Lantian knew it. Under the leadership of the sect's deacon, she came to the boat house where Liu Changqing was resting.
Just as Lin Yuqin was about to close the door, Master Liu stopped him and said, "That's all." He then asked her to sit down, and he sat on the main seat.
"Lin Yuqin, is that right?" Master Liu repeated it again and said calmly: "Which Palm Peak disciple are you?"
"Return to the Master, the Piaomiao Peak where the disciples worshiped... Return to Wu Nishang to take the throne!" Lin Yuqin did not sit on the actual chair, but only leaned half of her body. She responded respectfully.
"Well... Piaomiao Peak," Liu Changqing nodded: "Wu Nichang is quite fair, and he won't do anything to deprive his disciples..." The conversation changed and he said: "Yuqin, do you know Why did I ask you to come here?"
"Master...is it because of the disciple's picking of the elixir?"
Liu Changqing smiled slightly and said: "Yes and no, I have a question. I am just curious today. Please think it through before answering."
"Excuse me, Master!" Seeing that she finally got to the point, Lin Yuqin's nervous palms became sweaty. She had already thought about it and insisted that the thing was hers and had nothing to do with Chen Mo and Ye Lantian.
"Yuqin, how old are you this year?" Liu Changqing said pleasantly.
"I...Huh?...Back to Master, this disciple is twenty-nine years old this year." Lin Yuqin seemed not to have expected Master Liu to ask such a question.
"Twenty-nine years old..." Liu Changqing's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence: "If my granddaughter is still here, she would probably be at this age..."
"Master, your granddaughter..."
At the moment, Liu Changqing told a story in short words that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and ended with the death of her own granddaughter.
After the incident was over, Lin Yuqin was stunned for a while. She never thought that as a sect's Danjie elder, she would have such a little-known story.
"Master, please don't be too sad..." As Lin Yuqin spoke, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind. She seemed to understand something, and her breathing began to quicken.
Lin Yuqin suppressed the excitement in her heart, took a deep breath and said: "Master...if you don't dislike it, treat this disciple as your granddaughter..."
"Okay!" Liu Changqing laughed loudly and agreed without saying a word. The latter's heart was pounding, as if he didn't expect the pie in the sky to fall so big. He was overjoyed and kowtowed to him three times.
"Okay, okay... My dear granddaughter, get up quickly!"
Liu Changqing felt relieved. This female disciple won the first place but did not give any reward. When word spread, Liu Changqing could not afford to lose face.
But if someone has no intention of becoming a disciple and he takes the initiative, how embarrassing would it be if the junior refuted him? It is better to treat her with affection, as long as she is not stupid, she will understand the meaning.
A descendant recognized personally by the ancestor of the Pill Formation, this weight is already considered huge among monks in the Qi Refining Stage, and is far more valuable than gifting a few magic weapons and a few protective talismans.
"Granddaughter, grandpa will give you a few greeting gifts later, so that you can prepare for your foundation-building realm..."
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Chen Mo only felt that it didn't take long before he saw Lin Yuqin who was overflowing with joy. Not only he saw it, but everyone knew that the ancestor must have rewarded her with something very valuable. It was just that everyone was tired at this time and had no time to find out.
The Bone-piercing War Boat flew for a long time, and all the monks were silent for a long time on the way back. When the familiar outline of the mountain peak appeared in the distance, the mountain gate of Fuyun Sect finally appeared in front of them.
The leader brought a group of senior sects to greet him. After learning the number of deaths on the Qianxun List, Ding Lingtao's face turned ugly. But then Master Liu said that he came out on top, which made him feel better again. Some.
Since other sects are not as good as Fuyun Sect, then the death rate of nearly 90% is insignificant.
After the leader exchanged greetings with Master Liu for a while, he asked Lin Yuqin, Ye Lantian and other monks who had turned in too many elixirs to stay, while the others were dismissed on the spot to go back and recuperate.
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