The next day, the head of the Qingyun Sect summoned Leng Shan and Cao Wujiang in the main hall of the main peak.
"Senior brother, have you thought clearly?" Leng Shan sat upright and looked at the elders in the hall with a smile.
"I want to hear your opinions again." The leader of the Qingyun Sect signaled the disciples to serve tea and asked them all to leave.
The smile on Leng Shan's face deepened, he picked up the tea cup and sipped it slowly, while exchanging an 'unsurprising' look with Cao Wujiang beside him.
"No more gossip. Mr. Wujiang met Yue Qing yesterday. He fell in love with her at first sight and fell in love with her. The two of them are very well matched in terms of status, talent, etc., and they both have a good impression of each other. I would like to take this opportunity to bring them together. The marriage is settled and this beautiful thing will come true."
"What dowry do Prince Mang Mansion plan to give?" The leader of the Qingyun Sect picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Cao Wujiang couldn't restrain his excitement, coughed twice, and sat up straight: "As long as the sect leader can find out, we, the Mang Prince's Mansion, will do our best to satisfy you and marry Yue Qingfeng into the Mang Prince's Mansion."
Leng Shan said: "After the two parties get married, they will become in-laws from now on. Your affairs are our affairs. We will advance and retreat together and seek common development."
"It sounds good, but we don't seem to have any trouble at the moment." The leader of the Qingyun Sect looked at the other elders.
The elders exchanged opinions and said deliberately: "What kind of trouble is worth marrying a daughter to survive? It seems not."
"Senior brother, there are no outsiders here, so I'll tell you the truth. The matter about Yaoshan..."
The fat elder pretended to be surprised: "What happened to Yaoshan?"
Leng Shan looked at them, his smile not diminishing: "The matter of taking over as the head of Qingyun Sect."
"Our new leader, Qingyun Sect, has been upright throughout his life and has never done anything unethical."
Leng Shan's smile slowly faded, and Cao Wujiang also realized that something was wrong.
The head of the Qingyun Sect said calmly: "I admire Mr. Wujiang very much, but we need to be cautious about marriage."
"Senior brother, do you have to make your words clear? Unless Yaoshan's threat is resolved, Qingyun Sect may be in danger at any time."
The fat elder said again: "I really don't understand, what's the threat from Yaoshan?"
"Senior brother, don't take risks. If outsiders find out..."
The female elder sneered and reminded her with something in her words: "If you have a conflict between Lengshan and Qingyun Sect, you won't fabricate unnecessary charges. Don't let outsiders not only not believe your words, but also doubt your character."
"Are you really sure you can hide Yaoshan's secret?" Leng Shan's eyes turned cold, and he finally understood that Qingyun Sect had made it clear that it would not recognize Yaoshan's secret.
"I really don't understand Yaoshan's secret. If you are surprised by the strange noise last night, then I can tell you clearly that it was Elder Yaoshan who was injured while practicing. It's not a big deal."
Cao Wujiang said in a deep voice: "Sect Leader Li, don't make fun of the Qingyun Sect's survival."
Leng Shan signaled Cao Wujiang not to worry yet. "Do you dare to take me to the medicine mountain to see it?"
"Please!" The leader of the Qingyun Sect stood up in person and left the main hall with several elders.
The group of people soon came to Yaoshan and the place where they were suppressed before. The deep pit had been filled in, and the chains and boulders were gone.
Leng Shan frowned and walked around for a few times, but found no trace of the Eight Suffering Universe Formation. It seemed to have completely disappeared.
Moved somewhere else
impossible!
Qingyun Sect only has the spiritual power of Yaoshan to maintain the formation, and if it wants to redeploy it elsewhere, it will require huge resources and manpower, and it cannot be done quietly.
Was it to be killed directly
Impossible!
The Qingyun Sect cannot shoulder that responsibility, otherwise they would have been executed directly back then, and it would be impossible to keep the remaining soul.
The female elder reminded again: "No one will believe the frame-up made by someone who has betrayed our master. You should take care of yourself."
"Young Master Wujiang, the reception was not good enough. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave." The leader of the Qingyun Sect left directly, seemingly no longer interested in entertaining.
"Arrange a few disciples to see off the guests." Several elders glanced at them with a sneer and left one after another.
After a while, only a few middle-aged disciples were left guarding them with unkind expressions.
"Uncle Leng, what's going on?" Cao Wujiang looked ugly. How could the Qingyun Sect change its attitude overnight? It seemed that he was very confident and was not afraid of the threat from Prince Nang's Palace.
"Let's go back first. This secret can't be solved by trickery. Something must have happened." Leng Shan had arranged for spies in the Qingyun Sect and let those people investigate secretly first.
"Just leaving like that?" Cao Wujiang hadn't gotten the engagement yet, and he hadn't brought up Ling Xue's matter yet.
"We will come back, believe me." Leng Shan comforted Cao Wujiang and left with a calm face.
At the top of Yaoshan Mountain, the leader of Qingyun Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Leng Shan and others who were leaving. His expression was not as relaxed as before.
Elder Yaoshan walked over slowly: "Don't worry, the remnant soul has been transferred. I will let you know when I have taken care of it."
"Thank you." The leader of the Qingyun Sect was quite polite to the old man. Looking at the Qingyun Sect, this is the only person who can make him polite, and the only person he can trust absolutely. Now that the old man has spoken, he can only choose to believe it.
"Leave the matter of the remnant soul to me. You deal with Prince Python's Mansion. They won't let it go."
"The Qingyun Sect has not fallen to the point of being slaughtered by others."
… … …
In a blink of an eye, the day came for the competition between Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu.
Most of the disciples in the Qingyun Sect have forgotten their agreement on the competition. Every disciple has his own practice and his own affairs. Who would think about it every day? However, after being reminded by a thoughtful person, today's Tenth Martial Arts Arena was filled with disciples early, and many disciples rushed here in a hurry.
"Bet, bet, bet, bet to be happy, bet to be happy, just treat it as entertainment."
"If you bet on Mu Zixiu to win, you will pay one for one. If you bet on Qin's life to survive to the end, you will pay ten for one."
"I am the banker, so everyone can place your bets with confidence."
Huyan Zhuozhuo walked struttingly among the crowd, shouting loudly. The round and plump body paired with the gorgeous robe looks like a pile of meatballs sprinkled with green onion and red pepper. It is funny no matter how you look at it, and it has attracted a lot of good-natured teasing. Behind him were several male and female disciples, all recruited by him. They held signs, notebooks and bags on their backs, and enthusiastically introduced the rules to the many disciples. They were all very skilled, and they obviously did this kind of thing often.
Many disciples would casually place some gold coins or some spiritual herbs. Most of the people present were high-class disciples with some wealth. They were willing to have some fun with this small bet that was sure to make a profit.
Huyan Zhuozhuo went around in a circle, and no one bet on Qin's fate to win. It was Mu Zixiu who won.
Although Qin Ming has brute strength and has begun to practice Vajra Jin, it is impossible to practice Vajra Jin to a great extent in just one month. If he is not crippled by the repercussions of Vajra Jin, it will be considered a merit.
Who is Mu Zixiu? The elite of the upper class! Who is Jiang Yi? A lunatic from the lower circles.
Who will win? You will know if you think about it with your toes.
"I pledge Qin's life!" A pretty girl came to Huyan Zhuozhuo.
"Miss Caiyi? You came here in person." Huyan Zhuozhuo's round face immediately turned into a white-faced bun with a smile, and there was no seam to be found.
"Miss Caiyi." Several disciples behind her immediately smiled and saluted respectfully.
Caiyi turned over the signs in their hands and was unhappy: "Why do our Qin's lives cost ten for one?"
"This... is the voice of the masses. I made the odds based on on-site feedback. I don't mean to belittle Mr. Qin Ming." Huyan Zhuozhuo's smiling face is harmless to humans and animals, making you laugh even if you want to be angry.
"I bet three Lingzhu grass. If Qin Ming can persist to the end, will you really pay me thirty?"
"Of course, of course." Huyan Zhuozhuo motioned to the people around him to write it down.
"Let's see." Cai Yi hummed, turned and left.
"Hey, Miss Caiyi, where is the Lingzhu Grass?" The disciple who was about to receive the goods was stunned. You have to give a guarantee first for your bet.
"Our Qin Ming will definitely be able to hold on to the end. I will win for sure. Just prepare thirty Lingzhu grass and give them to me when the time comes. I don't need to pledge them."
Huyan Zhuozhuo's expression turned bitter: "Are you playing for nothing?"
"I'm saving you the trouble. Hey, mark it down for me. I'll get you the Lingzhu Grass when the time comes." Cai Yi greeted the sisters and left with a smile.
"Young Master, look..." The disciple behind Huyan Zhuozhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Take a note, keep it in mind." Huyan Zhuozhuo didn't dare to mess with this young lady, so he just tried to make her happy.
A female disciple behind him whispered: "Master, did you notice just now that Caiyi's words are all our family's Qin Ming?"
"That's what she calls it all the time."
"It sounds so sweet."
"You've got too much control! Keep betting." Huyan Zhuozhuo walked around with a smile, praising the disciples walking by from time to time.
Bursts of fire suddenly appeared in the martial arts arena, and thousands of disciples looked towards the east entrance one after another. Yue Qing came to the martial arts arena from there and climbed onto the east edge of the martial arts platform.
Her beautiful face, elegant temperament, and tall figure are all impeccable.
She is not only the goddess that countless male disciples of the Qingyun Sect admire, she is also their pride. It is Yue Qing's amazing talents and achievements that make the entire new generation of the Qingyun Sect proud.
The disciples were very excited. Most of them didn't come to see the show, but came for Yue Qing.
It's really rare to see her once, and it's the first time for many disciples to see her.
Caiyi and her little sisters gathered around Yueqing, waiting for the game to start.
At this time, someone exclaimed: "Look, Tieshanhe is here! It is said that on the day Qin Ming went to Wuzong Pavilion, Tieshanhe went to find him, and he didn't know what happened."
Tieshanhe was dressed in black and stood out. His slender eyes were particularly sharp, and there was no trace of a smile on his cold and handsome face. He is the kind of person who shows his sharp edge and never hides himself. He is like an unsheathed sword that makes people afraid to approach him.
He rarely appears in public, so it was surprising to be here today.
But this was just the beginning, the Tenth Martial Arts Arena kept showing up, and some famous personal disciples, as well as some special top disciples, appeared here one after another.
"Look there, Han Qianye is here too. He has such a strong aura. It is said that his phantom sword has grown."
"Is that Ding Dian? Why is he here? I haven't seen him for a long time."
"What's going on today? There are a lot of big shots here."
Everyone was surprised. They really didn't expect that a challenge could bring them here. Is it just because of Yue Qing
"Ling Xue? Ling Xue from Yaoshan is here! Am I right?"
"So beautiful! It's really Ling Xue!"
There were exclamations from the west entrance. Ling Xue, who was dressed in white and looked cold and aloof, came to the martial arts arena. A light cold air filled the air, making many people nearby feel the chill.
This should be Ling Xue's first time walking into a martial arts arena, and even her first time coming to watch a competition between disciples.