Shangguan Qixue was sitting on a chair, leaning on the long table, her right arm was bent, supporting her head, her hair was hanging down to cover her distressed expression, when she saw Tang Qing walking in, she didn't even bother to look at it, just put it on waved.
Tang Qing was wearing a shabby robe, standing there casually, his eyes were also looking at the Great Elder, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was also wondering about something, he felt that the old man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere However, I just couldn't think of it no matter how I thought about it, so I didn't take it to heart.
"Great Elder?"
Seeing that the Great Elder's expression was a little strange, and he was staring at Tang Qing closely, even a little dazed, Shangguan Qixue couldn't help being a little puzzled, and shouted.
The Great Elder suddenly came to his senses, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and then stretched out his arm and began to touch Tang Qing's bones.
"Although this disciple's root is not very ideal." After touching Tang Qing's root, the Great Elder frowned deeply, and said, "But if you use the Huayu Pill as a guide to cleanse the marrow, That should change too."
"This is exactly what puzzles me. No matter how poor the aptitude is, it should be changed after Huaxiu Pill and Foundation Establishment, but he... oh!" Shangguan Qixue sighed, continued to rub her temples, and asked , "I don't know what the elder can find out?"
The Great Elder thought for a moment, but shook his head. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Since the Great Elder had no choice, Shangguan Qixue was even more desperate, stood up, bid farewell to the Great Elder, and left quickly.
Back at the manor, Shangguan Qixue felt physically and mentally exhausted. She called Bi Yi and explained, "Bi Yi, I may need to leave for a few days."
"Ah? Master, where are you going?" Bi Yi was surprised, since the guy surnamed Tang came, she couldn't understand a series of things the master did.
Shangguan Qixue sighed and did not respond. Now, even the Huaxiu Pill and the marrow washing can't help Tang Qing change his roots. She can only go out and ask the master for a drop of 'Three-color Tianquan', even though she has no face to face it again. Master, but for the sake of Ling'er and Mo'er, and for that boy surnamed Tang to successfully establish his foundation, she had no choice but to go back with the cheek.
"During the few days I left, you tried to urge Tang Qing to practice."
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Today, Qingyu Sect is very lively, especially the outer sect. Many disciples are discussing what happened this morning. As an outer sect disciple, Fatty Wang did not participate in the incident in the morning. It is not because he does not want to, but because he is not qualified. , because this incident was initiated by eight popular contestants who participated in the Jinwu Grand Competition, and the disciples who went there were all confidantes of these eight people. Although Fatty Wang can speak well, he is not very good among the outer sects.
He was still extremely curious about what happened in the morning, so as soon as those people came back, he squeezed into the crowd to inquire about the news. At this time, a disciple walked into the crowd. , Therefore, the relationship between Fatty Wang and Boss Zhang is not bad. Seeing Boss Zhang coming out, he hurried forward to make friends, but Boss Zhang didn't seem to be in the mood to talk to him, but shouted at the crowd.
"Who among you knows someone named Tang Qing?"
Tang Qing? who is it
Everyone in the ranks said they didn't know each other, but Fatty Wang was taken aback. He still clearly remembered that he met a guy named Tang Qing in the mountains yesterday who was doing handyman in the inner sect. Fatty Wang didn't speak, and other disciples asked questions one after another.
"Boss Zhang, what about Tang Qing, we haven't heard of it, what's the matter?"
Boss Zhang said, "The disciple appointed by the head of the sect this time is Tang Qing, listen carefully to me, now immediately call all the disciples to find Tang Qing for me, and notify me immediately when you find it!"
Just now all the disciples were still discussing who Fang Shengsheng was appointed as a direct disciple by the head of the Shangguan Sect. Now that Boss Zhang said his name, all the disciples expressed surprise, because they had never heard of the name Tang Qing, and they had never heard of Tang Qing. I've heard that there are people like Tang Qing in Qingyumen.
However, Fatty Wang, who was standing in the crowd, was terrified in his heart. He never expected that the guy he met in the forest turned out to be a direct disciple appointed by the head of the Shangguan sect, my own mother! Fatty Wang didn't speak, and left secretly. On the way back, he found that not only Li Shao's confidants were looking for Tang Qing, but the other seven seniors who participated in the Jinwu Grand Competition were also looking for Tang Qing's whereabouts.
In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.
Qingyumen, the inner gate, there is a courtyard in the lonely back mountain that is still lit. The back mountain is the place where the elders of Qingyumen are buried. Few people enter the back mountain. And the only courtyard here, all the disciples know, is the big Where the elders live.
Wooden tables, wooden chairs, and simple furnishings, only a few sunlit stones inlaid on the walls radiate light to illuminate the hall.
The Great Elder stood there, looking up at a painting hanging on the opposite wall.
There is a person in the painting, that person seems to be about twenty years old, his appearance is a bit ordinary, his expression is indifferent, his eyes are lonely and cold, and the trace of rebelliousness between his brows is shocking. He is dressed in a green dress, as if he fell from the sky. The portrait seems to record a certain moment, but the person in the painting is somewhat similar to Tang Qing, which is indeed the case. If not, the Great Elder would not lose his composure when he saw Tang Qing in the hall today.
The Great Elder will never forget what happened fifty years ago, because that day was the day that changed his destiny. Fifty years ago, he was still an enviable young elder in the Shangpai. Knowing that there is a thousand-year-old monster born in Wangui Mountain, so he invited a few friends to go there to slay and slay demons. He never thought that the old monster had a high level of cultivation. That demon was obliterated, he might have already been refined by the old monster.
To this day, he clearly remembers that the expert descended from the sky at that time, and without saying a word, he already frightened the frightening thousand-year-old monster to death. The old monster wanted to evacuate, but the expert just shouted suddenly, The old monster was instantly torn apart by the shock.
For decades, he has been inquiring about the whereabouts of that senior expert, but unfortunately, after asking many people, no one knows who the expert is, so that the Great Elder has no chance to repay his favor. This is also the biggest challenge in his life. Regrettably, this painting was also drawn by him from his memory, in order to repay his life-saving grace by prostrating every day.
"Today in the main hall, when I saw that young man surnamed Tang, I really thought God opened his eyes and let me meet my benefactor..."
Although the boy surnamed Tang is very similar, it cannot be. In the impression of the Great Elder, he can scare the thousand-year-old demon from Wangui Mountain to death, and smash him to pieces with a single blow. Such a skill, the Great Elder cannot imagine What kind of existence is that senior expert!
How could such an expert have no cultivation base at all? How could it appear at the Qingyu Gate
"Hey... If I can meet my benefactor in my lifetime, I, Lei Hong, will not regret my death."