Qu Hang released his consciousness to try to see the female cultivator's true body, but soon, his consciousness was mired in the quagmire, unable to go any further, and even nearly swallowed it while struggling, so shocked that he immediately retracted his consciousness. Don't dare to explore.
He quietly observed the other elders in the circle, seeing that the expressions of everyone were different, and they were all subtle and strange, and he knew that many people, like himself, secretly took a trick.
When the female cultivator's voice resounded through the clouds, there was still some distance away, but in a short while, the figure of the person who came appeared on the horizon.
When the female cultivator appeared, everyone looked up.
She is dressed in red, with gorgeous golden lotus flowers on the sleeves and hem, and her face is as beautiful as her clothes.
She stands in the splendid morning glow, like a red lotus born in the morning glow.
Qu Xirong, who was beside Qu Hang, met the female cultivator's eyes.
Those eyes were very light in color and very beautiful, and the ends of the eyes were raised, a bit strange. It seems to be filled with thousands of zhang galaxies, and it is like the misty clouds in the mountains. It is beautiful and leisurely, but it is lifeless.
In front of such a pair of eyes, Qu Xirong only felt that she was as small as an ant, and even looking at her made Qu Xirong's dantian stunned and her heart was torn apart—
"All the dharmas that exist are like dream bubbles; they are like dew and electricity, so they should be viewed in this way."
Chu Feng sang a Buddhist verse and woke Qu Xirong from the illusion, and she immediately broke out in cold sweat.
Until now, she didn't know that she was invisibly following the other party's way.
Immediately, anger and hatred surged in Qu Xirong's heart. Who would dare to be presumptuous in the Lingyun Sect and make fun of herself like this!
In the silence, Qu Xirong calmed down, smiled, and wanted to thank Chu Feng first, but the next breath, Hang Yunhe next to him exclaimed:
"This is—a puppet?!"
Qu Xirong was startled, her heart horrified.
Only then did she take her stiff gaze away from the unkind female nun, and looked at the petite girl she was protecting behind her.
It's Yu Yi.
is her.
A stone stirred up a thousand waves.
"Puppet? Could it be a demigod that wants to recognize the master today?"
"It's really unusual from the hand of Qiongling. Even with divine sense, you can't tell that she is a magic weapon. It's wonderful."
"But... Didn't you say that you recognized the master today? Look at this appearance, you have recognized the master? Sect Master Lingyun has to give us an explanation."
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Ling Yunzong to explain
Qu Hang held his own identity and never showed his covetousness in front of Yu Yi, nor did Qu Xirong do so.
They only ordered people to talk at Yu Yi's side, and asked Yu Yi to release the puppet from the storage bracelet. The father and daughter left them clean, and they had never even seen the real face of the puppet. fast reaction.
"What's the matter!" Qu Hang shouted, his brows furrowed.
Not only Qu Xirong, the Nascent Soul, the one with the highest cultivation level on the scene, but also only in the period of integration with Qu Hang.
After the calamity, because the other party's eyes and lips bent, they all lost their way in front of this female cultivator.
It was as if he had been ingested by his soul, and his soul did not think about Shu, and he did not even see the other person next to him. It was not until he heard the Buddhist verses of Chu Feng that the Lingtai suddenly became clear.
As soon as he woke up, he heard Hang Yunhe pointed out that this was a puppet, how could he not let Qu Hang lose his temper.
His eyes were like falcons, staring at the female cultivator, or a puppet, which he had long regarded as a puppet of his bag.
"Yu, Yi, is this your puppet?"
Qu Xirong on the side still couldn't believe it, and she couldn't believe it, but soon, she took a deep breath and said:
"How many times have I told you that you are not even cultivating qi like this, and it is too critical to recognize the Lord, so I chose today to have many elders and guests protect the Dharma for you."
"You recognize the master in private, abandon the sect master and ignore it, and let everyone come here for nothing, which is really disappointing to senior sister."
Every word of Qu Hang and Qu Xirong went straight to Yu Yi, but was swept away by the puppet and vanished.
"Sect Master Qu." The puppet's lips curled into a smile, seeing Qu Xirong as nothing, and only facing Qu Hangdao, "Indiscriminately criticize first, is this how you teach your children?"
Qu Hang looked at her deeply: "Xirong is respected as a senior sister and has the responsibility to supervise the junior brothers and sisters."
"My master is the daughter of Yu Qingqiongling, the master of Daiyuan Peak." Song Pian said loudly, and the clouds and mists of the morning clouds rolled endlessly with this voice.
She looked around, all the colors turned into majesty, her voice was wrapped in spiritual power, and she threatened in a deep voice:
"Ling Yunzong, is it the master who treats my master so harshly?"
Yu Yi stood in the void, behind Song Pian, she wore a crane cloak and lowered her eyes quietly.
In his eyes, the clouds and mists under his feet were also rolling around because of Song Pian's anger, and Yu Yi smiled silently.
Song Piantao's words were not too difficult to refute, but Qu Hang did not dare to continue refuting.
He will definitely find that Song Pianjiao's cultivation base is higher than him. In any case, as the sovereign of Lingyun Sect, he shouldn't provoke the anger of the calamity-transcending expert because of his quick speech, otherwise... the elders of the punishment hall are still staring at him. .
And Qu Xirong, it is estimated that the courage is broken.
In the realm of self-cultivation, it is indeed cheap to have a great escort to escort the calamity.
Yu Yi had experienced it before, but since she had been away for so long, she had forgotten about it.
Right now, in the face of the questioning of the Transcending Tribulation Period, the guests have no right to answer for Ling Yunzong, and Qu Hang, who represents Ling Yunzong, refused to be humiliated in public, nor dared to answer.
Except that the clouds and waves are still surging like a tide, and there is a dead silence.
Song Piantao quietly inspected the cultivators on the ground and smiled softly.
How special she is in the higher world, it seems that it is not too different from the world she has been in.
Likewise, they crave power and—
succumbed to power beyond resistance.
Song Piantao waved his sleeves again, and the long sleeves with golden lotus petals rolled up toward the clouds and laid out in sequence.
She turned around and gently brought Yu Yi, who was protecting her back, in front of her.
The girl was only as high as Song Pian's chest, her cheeks were pale and bloodless, and her figure became more petite and distressed when she was wrapped in a crane cloak.
Even though Song Pianjiao had constructed a spiritual barrier, completely protecting Yu Yi, and not even a shred of wind could escape, but seeing her appearance, Song Pianjiao couldn't help but tighten the crane cloak for her, and hugged her half into his arms. In the middle, step by step, step on the ladder and go down.
While doing this, everyone below looked up, and the expressions on everyone's faces were complicated for a while.
"How come I don't have a puppet who can take care of my life?" The guests who had nothing to do with them wrote on their faces. Qu Hang and Qu Xirong didn't know what to think, but the smile on his face was extremely stiff. Chu Feng held the Buddha beads, and his eyes were half reassured and half relieved.
Under such gaze, Song Pian didn't realize it, and asked Yu Yi in a low voice:
"It's been a while since you came out, are you tired?"
Yu Yi leaned her head on top of her and moved slightly, like a fluffy animal rubbing against people, her voice was obedient:
"Fortunately, it is more important to clarify with Uncle Qu."
Song Pian's heart softened.
"Just say a few more words and go back."
Yu Yi's head moved again and nodded.
Song Pian patted her lightly.
She didn't delay any longer, she passed Qingyun with Yu Yi, and before she came to the banquet hall, she was dressed in sassy clothes.
"Today's ceremony is for me to recognize the Lord, but the recognition of the Lord has already been completed. I would like to invite everyone to go."
A cold voice asked, "Why not today?"
Song Piantao looked at it, and now that 09 is gone, she can't directly obtain the identity and name of the other party, but she has read the information familiarly and quickly recognized from the appearance features, it should be Chu Feng.
Song Piantao was about to say this, but Xie Chufeng should have said:
"The little master has a good nature. She already knows that with her current physique, it is difficult to recognize her as a master, so how can she entrust this matter to the sect?"
Qu Hang said urgently, "Why not?"
"If you admit that the master is defeated, the little master will die on the spot, and Ling Yunzong will not be clear from the sect master to the elders. At that time, the little master will no longer be able to defend the Ling Yunzong, and finally let Lingyunzong and Qu Sect master you, fall into a murder. The name of an orphan."
"Therefore, the little master decided to give it a try at Daiyuan Peak. The Daiyuan Peak formation was open, and no one could get in. If he admits defeat, naturally no one can say that Lingyunzong is not."
"And when the spirit stones of the Great Array are exhausted, my puppet and all the treasures of Dai Yuan Peak will be owned by Lingyun Sect, so the little master can feel at ease."
Song Pian sighed lightly:
"I asked the little master about these words, and the little master was willing to say it. How can I think, the little master has thought a lot for Lingyun Sect, but Sect Master Qu has indulged his children to bully her because of today's events—"
Song Pian's words came slowly, and Qu Hang's expression changed several times.
Is what the puppet says true
Judging from Yu Yi's inexplicable opening of a large formation, it really has some credibility... But...
Qu Hang's thoughts hadn't escaped from the two possibilities when he saw Yu Yi take a step forward, raised his pale face and said:
"Uncle Qu, don't blame me."
Qu Hang glanced at her, but did not speak for a while.
He shouldn't have done some scenes with Yu Yi, but his dream of taking the puppet's place has come to nothing, and he really doesn't want to care about this girl now.
After this delay, Yu Yi's eyes glowed with water, she choked, and took off the storage bracelet that would never leave her body:
"I still have the magic weapon left by my mother. If Uncle Qu is angry, please forgive Yu Yi for these things."
Qu Hang took a light breath and couldn't help but cast his eyes on the storage bracelet.
"No." Chu Feng was the first to speak out, and she firmly said, "That was left to you by your mother, and since you thought a lot about the sect at a young age, Sect Master Qu shouldn't blame you."
"Yu Qing has always been home to the sect, so his daughter should be like that - Sect Master Qu, you can't bully a little girl!"
"It's just a trivial matter. The recognition of the Lord has been successful. Isn't this what we are here to congratulate? Everyone is happy, everyone is happy."
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The storage bracelet is still held in front of Qu Hang. The storage bracelet itself is a heaven-level magic weapon, and the mysterious patterns flowing under the light are extremely attractive.
There were bursts of noise in his ears, and Qu Hang could only pull his eyes off the storage bracelet, and said in a tight voice:
"Naughty, you put the storage bracelet away, I don't blame you for this."
Yu Yi's eyes blinked, and crystal clear tears fell, slowly passing across the pale snow-white cheeks.
There were still tears on her eyelashes, but her tears turned into a smile, like pure white camellia with dew, extremely beautiful.
"It's great, Uncle Qu doesn't blame me, it's great."
For a while, even before he had a vague suspicion that Yu Yi was deliberately acting to prevent Lingyun Sect, he couldn't help but dispel the thought.
Ling Yunzong was interested in everything Yu Yi, how could he murder her
The teardrops slid down to the girl's chin, and it didn't fall.
The puppet bent down slightly and wiped it away with her thumb, and the girl raised her head obediently, letting the puppet move, with a pure and sweet smile on her lips.
How can such a clean and transparent girl have such a deep scheming.