Shura Martial God

Chapter 32: disregard

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The next day, Qing Yunzong's suzerain summoned Leng Shan and Cao Wujiang in the main hall of the main peak.

"Senior brother, have you thought it over clearly?" Leng Shan sat upright, looking at the elders in the hall with a smile.

"I want to hear your opinions again." Qingyun Sect master signaled his disciples to retreat after serving tea.

The smile on Leng Shan's face deepened, he picked up the teacup and took a sip unhurriedly, and by the way exchanged an 'as expected' look with Cao Wujiang beside him.

"I won't gossip. Mr. Wujiang met Yueqing yesterday, and he fell in love with her at first sight. He admired her very much. The two are very well matched in terms of status, talent, etc., and they have a good impression of each other. I want to take this opportunity to marry the two The marriage is settled, and this beautiful thing will be fulfilled."

"What kind of dowry is the Python Prince's Mansion going to give?" Qingyun Sect Master picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Cao Wujiang couldn't restrain his excitement, coughed twice, and sat upright: "As long as the suzerain can open it, we will try our best to satisfy you and marry Yue Qingfeng into the Mang Palace."

Leng Shan said: "The two parties are married, and they will be in-laws in the future. Your business is our business. We advance and retreat together, and seek common development."

"Sounds good, but we don't seem to have any troubles at the moment." Qingyun Sect Master looked at the other elders.

The elders exchanged opinions and deliberately said: "What trouble is worth marrying a daughter to survive? It seems that there is no such thing."

"Brother, there are no outsiders here, so I'll just say it straight, about the matter of Yaoshan..."

The chubby elder pretended to be surprised: "What happened to Yaoshan?"

Leng Shan looked at them, smiling unabated: "It's about taking up the position as the suzerain of Qingyun Sect."

"Our former Qingyun Sect Master has been upright all his life and has never done anything unrighteous."

Leng Shan's smile gradually faded, and Cao Wujiang also realized that something was wrong.

The head of the Qingyun Sect said indifferently: "I admire Mr. Wujiang very much, but we need to be cautious about the marriage."

"Senior brother, do you have to make it clear? If the threat from Yaoshan is not resolved, Qing Yunzong may be in danger at any time."

The fat elder said again: "I really don't understand, what threat does Yaoshan pose?"

"Brother, don't take any risks, if the matter is known to outsiders..."

The female elder sneered, and reminded her with something in her words: "There is a conflict between you Leng Shan and Qing Yunzong, so it is not necessary to fabricate unnecessary charges. Don't outsiders not only disbelieve your words, but also doubt your character."

"Are you really sure to hide the secret of Yaoshan?" Leng Shan's eyes turned cold, and he finally understood that Qingyun Sect made it clear that he did not recognize Yaoshan's secret.

"I really don't understand the secret of Yaoshan. If you are surprised by the strange sound late last night, then I can tell you very clearly that it was Elder Yaoshan who was injured during his practice. It's not a big deal."

Cao Wujiang said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Li, don't make fun of Qingyun Sect's survival."

Leng Shan signaled Cao Wujiang not to worry. "Do you dare to take me to Yaoshan?"

"Please!" Qingyun Sect Master stood up personally and left the main hall with several elders.

A group of people soon came to Yaoshan, and came to the place where they were suppressed before. The deep pit has been filled, and the chains and boulders are gone.

Leng Shan frowned and walked around a few times, but he really didn't find any trace of the Baku Qiankun Formation, it seemed to have completely disappeared.

Moved elsewhere

impossible!

Qingyunzong 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 is impossible to complete it silently.

Did it kill it directly

Impossible!

Qing Yunzong couldn't bear that responsibility, otherwise he would have been executed directly back then, and it is impossible to keep the remnant soul.

The female elder reminded again: "No one will believe that a person who betrayed the teacher's door framed the teacher's door, you should do it yourself."

"Master Wujiang, the hospitality is not good. I have something to do, so I'm leaving." The Qingyun Sect master left directly, as if he didn't even have any interest 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, there were only a few middle-aged disciples guarding them with unkind faces.

"Uncle Leng, what's going on?" Cao Wujiang's face was ugly, how could Qing Yunzong change his attitude overnight, he seemed very confident, and he was not afraid of threats from the Mansion of the Python King.

"Let's go back first. This secret can't be solved by tricks. Something must have happened." Leng Shan had an eyeliner in Qing Yunzong, and let those people investigate secretly first.

"Just leave like this?" Cao Wujiang hasn't gotten a marriage contract yet, and hasn't brought up Ling Xue's matter yet.

"We will come back, trust me." Leng Shan comforted Cao Wujiang, and left with a serious face.

On the top of Yaoshan Mountain, the lord of Qingyun Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Leng Shan and the others who left, his expression was not as relaxed as before.

Elder Yaoshan walked over slowly: "Don't worry, the remnant soul has been transferred, I will notify you after I have dealt with it."

"Thank you." Qingyun Sect Master was quite polite to the old man. Looking at Qingyun Sect, there was only one person who could make him polite, and this was the only person he could absolutely trust. Now that the old man has spoken, he can only choose to believe.

"Leave the matter of the remnant soul to me. If you deal with the Python Palace, they will not let it go."

"Qing Yunzong has not yet fallen to the point of being slaughtered."

... ...

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu competed.

Most of the disciples in Qing Yunzong have forgotten their agreement on the competition. Every disciple has their own cultivation and their own affairs. Who would think about it every day? However, under the reminder of someone with a heart, today's Tenth Martial Art Field was already full of disciples, and many disciples rushed here in a hurry.

"It's a bet, a small bet, a small bet, a small bet, it's right for entertainment."

"If you bet on Mu Zixiu's victory, you will lose one. If you bet on Qin Ming's ability to persevere to the end, you will lose ten."

"I'll be the banker, so you can place your bets with confidence."

Huyan Zhuozhuo swaggered in the crowd, shouting loudly. The round and plump body is paired with a gorgeous robe, and a bunch of meatball skewers sprinkled with chopped green onion and red pepper are alive and well. No matter how you look at it, it's funny, and it arouses many good-natured jokes. Behind him were several male and female disciples, all of whom were recruited by him. They held a sign, took a book and carried a bag, and enthusiastically introduced the rules to many disciples. Each of them was very proficient, and they obviously did this kind of thing.

Many disciples would put some gold coins or spirit herbs at random. Most of the disciples present were high-class disciples with some family background. They are willing to have some fun with this small gamble that is sure to make a profit.

Huyan Zhuozhuo turned around, no one bet on Qin Ming to win, but Mu Zixiu won.

Although Qin Ming has some brute force and started to practice the Vajra Strength, it is impossible to cultivate the Vajra Strength to a great height in just one month.

Who is Mu Zixiu? The elite of the upper circle! Who is Jiang Yi? The lunatics of the lower circles.

Who will win? If you think about your toes, you will know.

"I bet on Qin Ming!" A pretty girl came in front of Huyan Zhuozhuo.

"Miss Caiyi? You came here in person." Huyan Zhuozhuo's round face immediately turned into a white-faced steamed bun with a smile, and he couldn't find a seam.

"Girl in Caiyi." The disciples behind immediately smiled and saluted respectfully.

Caiyi flipped through the cards in their hands, and was unhappy: "Why does our family pay ten for one Qin Ming?"

"This... the voice of the masses, I made the odds based on the feedback from the scene, and I didn't intend 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 until the end, will you really pay me thirty?"

"Of course." Huyan Zhuozhuo signaled the people around him to write it down.

"Let's wait and see." Caiyi snorted tenderly, turned and left.

"Hey, Miss Caiyi, where's the Lingzhu grass?" The disciple who was about to receive the goods was stunned, you have to give a guarantee first to bet.

"Our family, Qin Ming, will definitely be able to persist until the end. I'm sure I'll win. You guys have prepared 30 pieces of Lingzhu grass. Just give them to me when the time comes. I don't need to bet."

Huyan Zhuozhuo's face turned bitter: "It's for nothing?"

"I'm saving you trouble, hey, write it down for me, I'll get you the Lingzhu grass when the time comes." Caiyi greeted several sisters, and left with a smile.

"My lord, look..." The disciple behind Huyan Zhuozhuo couldn't laugh or cry.

"Write it down, it's not bad." Huyan Zhuozhuo didn't dare to offend this young lady, so he just made her happy.

A female disciple behind him whispered: "My lord, did you notice just now that Caiyi's words are our family's Qin Ming."

"That's what she calls it all the time."

"It's so sweet."

"You care too much! Keep betting." Huyan Zhuo Zhuo walked around with a smile, and praised the disciples passing by from time to time.

There was a sudden commotion in the martial arts arena, and thousands of disciples looked towards the east entrance one after another. From there, Yueqing came to the martial arts arena and boarded the east edge of the martial arts stage.

Beautiful face, quiet and elegant temperament, tall figure, perfect and impeccable.

She is not only the goddess admired by countless male disciples of Qingyun Sect, but also their pride. It is Yue Qing's astonishing talent and achievements that make the entire new generation of Qingyun Sect proud.

The disciples were very excited, most of them didn't come to see the play, they came here for Yueqing.

It is really rare to see her normally, and many disciples see her for the first time.

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 the day Qin Ming went to Wuzong Pavilion, Tieshanhe went to look for him, and he didn't know what happened."

Tie Shanhe was dressed in black, he was outstanding, his slender eyes were particularly sharp, and there was no smile on Leng Jun's face. He belongs to the kind of person who shows his sharpness and never hides himself, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, making people afraid to approach.

He rarely appears in public, and it was a surprise to be here today.

But this is just the beginning, the Tenth Martial Arts Field continued to have commotions, some well-known personal disciples, and some special top disciples, unexpectedly appeared here one after another.

"Look over there, Han Qianye is also here. He has such a strong aura. It is said that his phantom sword has already been completed."

"Is that Ding Dian? Why did he come here? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"What's going on today, a lot of big shots are here."

People were very surprised. I really didn't expect that a challenge could attract them, was it just because of Yueqing

"Lingxue? Lingxue from Medicine Mountain is here! Am I right?"

"It's so beautiful! It's really Lingxue!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the west entrance. The cold and aloof Lingxue, dressed in white, came to the martial arts arena. A faint cold air filled the air, making many people nearby feel the coolness.

This should be the first time Lingxue has entered the martial arts arena, and it is also the first time to watch the competition between disciples.