Between dozens of breaths, Yang Mingchang and everyone did not receive a response from the youth competition, only the sound of everyone's rapid or soothing breathing made a slight sound in it.

"Yang Mingchang, you lied to us before, and now you still want to deceive us by using the name of the seniors?" Seeing that Qingsheng did not respond for a long time, the courage of these people gradually grew.

"The seniors of the Youth Competition will appear soon, and my words have definitely not deceived anyone. I don't know what kind of confidence he is in, Yang Mingchang actually spoke.

"Yang Mingchang, who are you, are you the existence of the young seniors who come and go as soon as you call?"

"If you lie to everyone, you will admit it frankly, why do you have to make so many moths. ”

"You said you could call the seniors, and I said I could call the seniors. Hmph, Senior Qingsai is the protector of the Three Qingzong Sect, how can he be called by you?" a pot-bellied middle-aged man spoke, not noticing the cyan energy that had been gathering in the hall.

"Be careful with what you say and do!"

Before he could finish speaking, a majestic voice sounded behind him.

When the middle-aged man turned around and wanted to reprimand, he found that something was not quite right, and when he opened his little eyes, a frightened expression covered his face, and he was so frightened that he quickly bowed to the ground.

"The seniors of the Youth Competition, the disciples are just quick to talk for a while. ”

The fat kept trembling, cold sweat on his face was like rain, and the middle-aged man felt the wind behind him, as if he had walked to the door of hell, but fortunately, Qingsai didn't bother with him, but looked straight at Yang Mingchang.

The cyan light and shadow were suspended in the air, it was the appearance of a person, and everyone knew that this was the extralegal clone of Qingsai.

"Someone also said just now, the old man is not a character who comes and goes at a moment's notice, Yang Mingchang, if you deliberately tease the old man, the old man will not stop there. The cyan light and shadow half-jokingly.

"How dare a disciple entertain his seniors. Yang Mingchang looked at the cyan light and shadow, and spoke again: "The disciple asked the seniors to come out of the mountain to find out about it, where is the little guy who came with me that day now." ”

Wu Sheng's eyes looked inexplicable, not only him, but everyone present had a strange look in their eyes. Wu Sheng didn't dare to say anything anymore, and the Ten Spirits flickered Qing Sai over and fled, so if he killed himself, he only dared to mention it in Yang Mingchang's ear.

Everyone didn't say what they had said before, but waited for Qingsai's answer.

"That kid?" Qing Sai showed a thoughtful look, and then muttered, "Haven't you come out yet?"

Since the Ten Spirits entered the preaching space, Qing Sai's perception of him has disappeared completely, he thought that the Ten Spirits would stay in it for five or six days at most before they came out, but he didn't expect that it had not come out on the tenth day now.

"You're just arguing in the lobby about this?" Qing Sai didn't answer Yang Mingchang's words directly, but asked rhetorically.

"The sect master has been ill for a long time, so no one can restrain you!" his tone became more and more angry, looking at everyone's evasive gazes, he only felt that an anger suddenly surged in his heart, and he gradually couldn't calm down.

If the Sanqing Sect continues like this, even if it does not die, it is estimated that it will not be able to rise. The sect master's poor governance, since the beginning of the establishment of the sect, he did not connect the minds of these people together, and as soon as he lay down, the shortcomings and shortcomings of the sect began to gradually appear.

And it has reached the point of being uncontrollable, this is where Qing Sai is angry and helpless, even if he has a distracted cultivation, it is difficult to return the moth-ridden sect to normal.

...... There was a short silence in the lobby, no one dared to answer Qing Sai's words, and Qing Sai finally looked relieved, and he sighed in his heart.

"That kid should be soon, when he entered the sect, he was attracted by the opportunity on the teleportation array, and when he got the opportunity, I'm afraid he will be able to get out, just wait." ”

Qing Sai's voice was full of exhaustion, he didn't punish anyone, because of such a mess, he didn't want to care.

The cyan light and shadow gradually disappeared, the pressure in the hall receded like a tide, and everyone's rapid breathing instantly rang out, although they were not punished, but no one dared to shout peace in the lobby.

All eyes were in unison, and they looked beyond the high threshold, where the white stone staircase was the place where they spoke under the blue sky and white sun, and the flow of people was surging there.

The Ten Spirits were still going in and out of the preaching space, feeling the things in those doors, and he didn't know that everyone outside had secretly begun to target Yang Mingchang at him.

"Now it's up to you kid to deal with it, let's wait and see. ”

Above the sky, lying quietly listening to the wind direction of the sect below gradually turning to the Ten Spirits, the corners of Qing Sai's slightly tired mouth turned up slightly, and he deliberately revealed that the Ten Spirits were delayed because of the opportunity, just to add trouble to the Ten Spirits.

He was curious about what kind of energy this kid who could be recognized by White Snake Frost had.

The incident of the Ten Spirits began to ferment in the Sanqing Sect, especially after Qing Sai came out to explain, the entire Sanqing Sect, from the white-haired sect elders to the disciples who had just entered the sect, had a lot of resentment towards the Ten Spirits, a person who had never met before.

Every time he mentions it, there are always people who can spit on the ground and scold: "This guy is not very old, but the pomp is not small, I bah!"

Because of Yang Mingchang's initial publicity, the Sanqing Sect has been busy up and down for a long time, but now there is no news of the Ten Spirits, and with the words of Qingsai, everyone naturally put all their grievances on this Ten Spirits who have never met.

On the eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, one day has passed since the appearance of the Youth Competition, and the great array of the sect, which has not been moved for a long time, finally exuded a trace of strange fluctuations, and in less than half a moment, this place has been surrounded by a sea of people.

“......”

Compared to yesterday's hall, the current sect array is obviously more chaotic before, there are not only those sect elders who want to punish the Ten Spirits Xingshi, but also countless sect disciples who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement.

Wu Sheng also followed behind Yang Mingchang, there can be such a scene here, in just one day, ten spirits can gain infamy, and he Wu Sheng is naturally inseparable, these times, he has not contributed less.

"Boom!!"

The operation of the large array was accompanied by a slight sound, and everyone held their breath, wanting to see what this infamous Ten Spirits looked like, it could not be really three heads and six arms as the rumors said.

"I'm so flattered that so many people welcome me. ”

What appeared before the Ten Spirits was his wild and uninhibited chuckle, but this chuckle did not seem to be easy, but one could hear a sense of nervousness.

Although the figure has not yet been fully revealed, how can the ten spirits not see the situation in front of him, and how can he not see the various energies of the Arctic Rush, he is not afraid, but he is still a little excited.