Mu Xi and Song Qinghan carefully discussed matters related to the new sect.
Song Qinghan had already decided on the name, and decided to call it the Underground Palace.
Because most of the demon cultivators come and go without a trace on weekdays, just like hiding in the dark or underground, so it is most appropriate to call it the underground palace.
Mu Xi only heard Song Qinghan say that he had been prepared, but he did not expect that his uncle had already prepared a lot.
Not only has the sect site been selected, but the sect-protecting formation has also been completed.
"The formation to protect the sect?" Mu Xi was surprised: "Uncle made it?"
Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows: "Xier doesn't believe in uncle's strength?"
Mu Xi looked at him silently. His uncle had only been in the world for half a year longer than him, right
In other words, in less than four years, has my uncle already made so many deployments
Although he admired him, Mu Xi still wanted to remind him: "There are too many powerful people in the world. The sect leaders of the ten sects may not only have the strength of the gods, or the peak of the gods, they must be able to withstand their sect-protecting formation." , Uncle can really do it?"
It's not that she doubts Song Qinghan's strength, but it's really suspenseful.
By the way, she still doesn't know what rank Song Qinghan is now!
"How is uncle's strength now?"
Song Qinghan heard the suspicion in her tone and couldn't help but smile helplessly: "Don't worry, unless it's Lou Jingxiao, no one should be able to break through the defense of the sect-protecting formation."
"so smart?"
Song Qinghan said calmly: "If a super divine weapon is not powerful, why would everyone in the continent want it?"
"Is this sect-protecting formation created by a super divine weapon?"
"Not bad." Song Qinghan nodded: "I have refined the super artifact. It is... a bit special."
Mu Xi suddenly wanted to know what was so special about that super artifact.
The two discussed other details. They had the money and the place, but what was missing now was the people.
"The demons don't accept demon cultivators, and humans don't accept demon cultivators, so it's up to us to accept them." Song Qinghan said: "From now on, our underground palace will be the place for demon cultivators."
Mu Xi's eyes sparkled. She had told Ao Han before that she could summon all the demon cultivators. She didn't expect that her uncle would come together with her and even make so many preparations.
Thinking of this, she became a little excited: "In that case, I will ask Ao Han for help right away to see how many demon cultivators we can find and lay out our conditions."
They provide methods to suppress the demonization of demon cultivators, and they work for the underground palace.
As time goes by, they will naturally feel a sense of belonging to the underground palace, and when the time comes, they will naturally attract more demon cultivators.
"However, what we need to pay attention to now is the human side." Song Qinghan said: "In the beginning, human beings probably will not let this special existence grow."
Mu Xi slowly put away the talisman paper and pen: "Then it's not up to them."
The establishment of the underground palace is already a certainty!
God blocks and kills God!
"Xier, there is one more thing that my uncle still needs to explain clearly to you." Song Qinghan suddenly became serious.
Mu Xi asked seriously: "What's the matter?"
Song Qinghan said: "The matter of summoning all demon cultivators was something I had been preparing for a year ago. At that time, I didn't know that Jing Yao had also cultivated demons."
He paused and said: "I'm sorry, I can't help you get revenge, I can't do it, everything I said today is not because of her, but based on the great hatred of our Song family. Uncle hopes that you Do not misunderstand."
He was worried that Mu Xi would think that the shelter he wanted to gather all the demon cultivators was for Jing Yao.
He was afraid that Mu Xi would be sad and felt that... his heart was biased towards Jing Yao.
But he really wasn’t doing it for Jing Yao.
Hearing this, Mu Xi was slightly startled, then shook his head and said, "No, I have never thought about it that way, let alone asking my uncle to avenge me."
If Song Qinghan was really allowed to avenge her, it would be so cruel to her uncle.
Song Qinghan looked into her eyes and said softly: "Xier, I have decided to never see her again."
Mu Xi raised her eyes to look at him, and the pain in Song Qinghan's eyes flashed so fast that it was almost invisible.
But he still laughed, pretending to be relaxed and said: "That's okay, you know, originally... My uncle was annoyed before. This kind of emotional debt is hard to throw away, hard to accept, but now it is considered Now that you have solved a difficult problem, you no longer need to worry about it, and you no longer need to feel that you owe a woman anything, and that you are suffering."
Is it? Did uncle really look away? Mu Xi pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
Song Qinghan has always been very tolerant of his emotions. As a person who is used to acting, he probably doesn't even know how true or how false his words are.
Song Qinghan patted her shoulder: "Xi'er won't hate uncle because of this, so uncle can rest assured."
"No." Mu Xi said seriously, "Never."
Song Qinghan hugged her, where Mu Xi could not see, there was reluctance and complexity in his eyes, and more importantly, the pain buried deep in his eyes.
All the emotions disappeared without a trace the moment he let go of Mu Xi.
"It's okay if you don't." He smiled: "Then the man named Ao Han you mentioned before, I took him away. Is he obedient?"
Mu Xi nodded: "He is very good and obedient."
If there really was a place for Ao Han in her uncle's house, she wouldn't have to worry about it in the future.
Song Qinghan pinched her nose: "Does that mean you listen to Xi'er and listen to your uncle?"
Mu Xi said seriously: "I'll make him listen to you!"
Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows: "Is it really useful?"
Mu Xi nodded: "Ao Han... his brother cares about his younger brother, his name is Ao Yong. You can ask him about Ao Yong, and he will be happy to tell you. This can bring you closer and make him trust you."
Song Qinghan thought thoughtfully: "Okay, uncle understands. Then you should be more careful in the Soul Reaver Sect alone."
"I know how to do it, but I can't be careful now." Mu Xi pointedly moved his mouth: "There is an arrogant guy staring at me day and night."
Song Qinghan knew that she was talking about Lou Jingxiao, so he left with peace of mind.
After Song Qinghan left, Mu Xi carefully planned the arrangements and plans that his uncle had told him before, secretly admiring that Song Qinghan really had this talent.
After analyzing it carefully and seeing that there were no problems, she continued to draw the symbols.
After drawing a hundred pictures, the task was completed, but Lou Jingxiao hadn't come in yet. Mu Xi was a little worried. Her master, Bai Zhijing, wouldn't make things difficult for others, right
She quickly put away her talisman pen and planned to go to the outer hall to take a look.
Just after taking a few steps, a blue light suddenly shot out from his sleeve, blinked tightly, and disappeared again.
Mu Xi paused: "Blue line?"
It's the tip she keeps in her sleeve!
Mu Xi hurriedly took out the fortune-telling old man's bag, but the blue light was gone and the bag was still an ordinary bag.
What could that blue light be
"Is it related to the little book?"
She thought carefully for a while, since the kit couldn't be opened, what about this
She poured her spiritual power directly into the kit, and in an instant, the blue light suddenly appeared again. The line stretched far away to the horizon, seeming to be pointing in some direction!