Chapter 922 Goodbye Su Qing
After hearing these words, Ye Chunyang thought about it for a moment and realized that it made sense. He immediately nodded and said to Lu Qian: "It's okay, it's rare that Luo'er is so interested. It happens that my teacher will be in seclusion for a long time from now on. From now on, your teacher's wife will do it for you." Let me guide you in your exercises!”
Lu Qian was frightened and hurriedly saluted the two of them and said, "Thank you, Master. I will definitely ask Master for advice."
Although I don't know what the master's magical powers are, there must be something extraordinary about being chosen as a Taoist companion by his master, so Lu Qian will naturally not complain.
"Your master also told me some about your weapon refining skills. It is said that you can understand the ancient weapon refining techniques on your own, which is quite remarkable. This is the first time for my master to meet you. I don't have a good meeting gift, so I will give it to you." You must have a top-level ancient method.”
Luo Qingcheng counted his jade fingers, and a ray of spiritual consciousness injected into Lu Qian's eyebrows. The latter's body shook, and his eyes flashed. After a moment, he seemed to have realized something, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Master, for teaching me!" Lu Qian said in surprise.
What this master's wife gave him was an ancient weapon-refining method, which was many times more mysterious than what he had practiced before. He was naturally very happy about it because he was obsessed with weapon-refining.
"Okay, you can go down now. I will summon you when I have free time in the future." Luo Qingcheng waved her hand and said.
"Yes, disciple, please retire." Upon hearing this, Lu Qian bowed his head and retreated respectfully.
Seeing Lu Qian leave, Ye Chunyang shook his head, with a strange look on his face, and said with a smile: "Luo'er, you don't care at all. Yi Weifu doesn't think so if you personally accept Lu Qian as a disciple."
"Why, your husband thinks that Luo'er has robbed you of your direct disciple? Speaking of this person's qualifications for cultivating Taoism, Luo'er just likes his talent and perseverance in making weapons. If husband doesn't want to, Luo'er won't be too lazy. Ignore such trivial matters," Luo Qingcheng said angrily.
"Hehe, you know that my husband never likes to guide his disciples. Luo'er can teach Lu Qian a thing or two on his behalf. It's too late for me to be happy for my husband, so how can I not want to?" Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly. He was forced to accept Lu Qian as his disciple. Yu was helpless. After all, the other party had traveled thousands of miles to come here, so he still appreciated it somewhat.
Luo Qingcheng pursed her lips and smiled softly, showing more elegance and charm, which made Ye Chunyang look a little obsessed for a moment.
"It's a pity that Luo'er is only a soul now, otherwise she could have spent time with her husband before going into seclusion." Ye Chunyang sighed.
"Hmph, bad husband, who wants to accompany you?"
Seeing Ye Chunyang's obsessed look, Luo Qingcheng didn't know what he was thinking, so she couldn't help but give him a shy look. Just when their eyes met, deep affection also rose in her heart.
After being silent for a long time, she couldn't help but sigh and murmured to herself: "Luo'er certainly wants to accompany her husband for the rest of her life, but I'm afraid it's difficult to achieve this situation now."
"A lifetime? This is not what I want for my husband." Ye Chunyang shook his head and said: "What I want is a lifetime. No matter who hurts you so badly, I will make him pay a price like blood. Your body and I will definitely help you regain your deputy soul!”
His expression was calm, but there was an indescribable perseverance in his eyes.
Luo Qingcheng's heart fluctuated.
Just as he was about to continue saying something, suddenly a disciple's report came from outside the door: "Disciple Chen Feng, please see the great elder."
Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and remained silent without answering.
"I think it's something important within the sect. Otherwise, elders Hua Yun and Hong Ji would never let anyone disturb you when they know you are about to retreat. My husband, you'd better meet this disciple." It can be seen that Ye Chunyang does not want to Seeing this disciple, Luo Qingcheng immediately chuckled and advised.
Ye Chunyang sighed helplessly, but nodded and said: "Okay, since Luo'er said so, I will meet this disciple so that we can resolve the matter within the sect at once."
"Luo'er is a soul after all, so we won't see each other too much. I'll take my leave first." After Luo Qingcheng finished speaking, her figure turned into a dim light and escaped into the spirit-nurturing tree.
Watching Luo Qingcheng disappear, Ye Chunyang sighed, and then said to the door: "Come in!"
As the voice fell, a foundation-building disciple wearing a white robe walked into the hall, bowed and saluted, looked at Ye Chunyang with a look of reverence, and said: "Junior, meet the great elder!"
"No need to be polite, why do you want to see this elder?" Ye Chunyang took a breath and asked lightly.
"Reporting to the Great Elder, a woman came down the mountain, claiming to be a disciple of the Qingyu Sect and wanting to see the Great Elder." The white-robed disciple replied.
"clatter."
Ye Chunyang suddenly put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at this disciple with a slight frown.
Seeing the sullen look in Ye Chunyang's eyes, the white-robed disciple's knees softened, and he knelt down with a "plop", and said in horror: "First Elder, please forgive me. I know that there is no need to alarm the First Elder with such trivial matters, but this woman insists on doing so." After asking for an interview and saying that he was an old friend of the Great Elder, he wanted to meet with him for something extremely important. He had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for ten days and ten nights and refused to leave, so the disciple had no choice but to come here to convey the message. "
Although this great elder had no interest in world affairs, he was the authority of the entire Feixian Sect. Even if the other party said nothing, the man in white robe was still trembling.
"Qingyu Sect, the old friend's queen?" Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, suddenly remembered something, and his face became thoughtful.
The white-robed disciple's expression flickered, and he looked frightened and uneasy. Seeing Ye Chunyang didn't answer for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "It must be some heretical cultivators who respect the great elder's reputation, so they use this as an excuse to sneak into Feixian." Door, the disciple will send her away now!”
Saying this, he was about to say goodbye.
At this time, Ye Chunyang raised his hand and stopped him: "No need, just call her to come!"
The white-robed disciple was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why, but after confirming that he heard correctly, he hurriedly bowed in response and exited the hall.
Ye Chunyang's expression changed for a while, and he remembered a girl he met about a hundred years ago when he had just entered the middle stage of Dan Formation and came out of seclusion, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, not long after, a charming figure gradually appeared in sight from far to near.
She was dressed in plain clothes and looked exquisite, but she was a bit timid after entering the cave, her eyes evasive and hesitant to move forward.
The white-robed disciple brought her into the front hall, bowed her hands and saluted, "Great Elder, it is this woman who is seeking an audience at the foot of the mountain."
"Okay, you go down first." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.
The white-robed disciple said yes, bowed and retreated.
Ye Chunyang looked at the girl in plain clothes. The girl looked panicked. She lowered her head and didn't know how to place her hands. She still didn't dare to look directly at him.
"I didn't expect that after a hundred years, you have advanced from the foundation building stage to the mana stage. According to the disciples, you have been waiting at the foot of the mountain for ten days and ten nights. Why did you see me?" Ye Chunyang glanced at the girl, asked expressionlessly.
This woman is Suqing, the daughter of Mu Yunshu whom she met back then.
"Su Qing has taken the liberty of interrupting, and please forgive me, senior." Su Qing's eyes flashed with panic, and she bowed respectfully to Ye Chunyang before saying: "Su Qing was able to cultivate magic power within a hundred years because of the pills and pills given by seniors. Treasure, Suqing came here specifically to thank senior."
"Really? It's your own chance to be able to advance, and it has nothing to do with Ye. However, you came all the way from Qingyu Sect to come here just to say thank you, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so persistent. I've been waiting at the mountain gate for ten days and ten nights. If you have anything to do, just tell me. If it's reasonable, I can't help you for the sake of your mother." Ye Chunyang waved his hand and simply said. Said neatly.
Hearing this, Su Qing's face showed a hint of joy, thinking that the ten days of waiting were finally worth it.
After thinking about it, she clenched her fists and said in a deep voice: "Since I am so clear, I will tell you directly. This little girl is hoping that my senior can avenge my parents on my behalf."
"Avenge your parents? What do you mean by this?" Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with a cold look, "Didn't your mother die after being injured and running out of life? How can you have an enemy?"
Su Qing's heart trembled slightly and said: "Senior, please calm down. Su Qing did not mean to lie or deceive. It is true that my mother spent her life and passed away, but there was something hidden. At that time, Su Qing did not know the identity of senior and did not dare to act rashly." Say more, now I have no choice but to come to ask for help from my seniors.”
Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, took a sip of tea, then gently put down the cup, and said, "Okay, I would like to hear what's the secret behind this?"
"To be honest, my mother formed a Taoist couple with my father after she left the Lingyun Sect. They could have lived happily ever after, but they accidentally discovered a treasure that brought them a fatal disaster."
Su Qing pursed her teeth slightly, with hatred in her eyes, and said: "After I learned that my parents discovered this important treasure, a local sect named Yunxiao Sect coveted it, so they sent experts to hunt it down. My parents' cultivation base It’s not that high. He is absolutely no match for them. After desperately escaping, he was seriously injured and died.”
"Yunxiao Clan? If I remember correctly, this sect seems to be just a third-rate force. Now that you have entered the Qingyu Clan, you can just ask them to avenge you. Why do you need to come here to find me? But your parents can't What kind of treasure is this? Why are they pursuing it like this?" Ye Chunyang asked.
Ye Chunyang of the Yunxiao Sect had heard of it, but he had never paid attention to such a small sect, so he was a little confused.
"Let the sect take revenge on your behalf. Senior, I think too highly of Su Qing. Although I have cultivated magic power, my status in the sect is not very high. There is a monk who is in the early stage of forming pills in the Yunxiao sect. How can the sect defend me?" Taking risks, I am not even qualified to see other high-level elders," Su Qing sighed sadly.
Ye Chunyang frowned and remained silent.
After saying this, Su Qing hesitated for a moment, opened the Qiankun bag and took out a gray cloth bag from it. It looked ordinary, but it seemed to have bursts of sharp energy emanating from it, which made Ye Chunyang's heart move.
"This is the treasure that my parents discovered back then. Suqing came here this time to thank my seniors for the gift of the treasure. Secondly, I wanted to dedicate this treasure to my seniors. I hope my seniors can appreciate the friendship they had with my mother in the past. Come on, so that she won't die in peace." Su Qing said, handing over the bag.
Ye Chunyang looked at the object and casually explored it without saying anything.
But after taking a look, his face condensed and showed a look of surprise.
"Melting crystal sand!"