Chapter 252: Suspicion

If you slice the time of the day, then that piece is the most precious, whether it is a starry night, or a sunny day, a sunset full of red clouds, or the dawn of the early morning.

Maybe there will be completely different answers for different people, or maybe a person himself will have a completely different answer, because every part of the day has its beauty.

For Qin Ping, there is only one answer to this question, that is, at dawn, the moment when the first ray of sunlight tears through the rich darkness of the whole night, that ray of sunshine is hope, the hope of the sun rising, and the hope of the night fading. Everything is precious, and the most precious thing is that you have hope, and hope means infinite possibilities.

Qin Ping got up early when the night was still very thick, pushed open the carved courtyard door, and came to the dark door.

A rickety figure on crutches blended into the darkness outside the door, not so much hiding in the darkness as he and the darkness were indistinguishable from each other.

Seeing this figure, Qin Ping was not surprised, but walked to the side of the figure without saying a word, standing side by side with him. The figure heard the sound of the door opening, but he didn't react, and when that Qin Ping walked to his side, he didn't speak.

The two men stood side by side, without any physical contact or verbal communication, just waiting silently, waiting for the light that broke through the darkness at dawn to appear.

Time goes by slowly, the moon moves with it, but the starry sky is unchanged, still emitting a faint but steady light in place, like a powerful hermit, their light may not be strong, you may ignore their existence, but no matter when, they will be there, if you can block out the strong sunlight of the sun during the day, you will find that they are still quietly emitting light in the same place.

Some people are like this, they are inconspicuous in a collective, their light is mostly not seen, and when there is not much that can make their light visible, they will be taken out of focus by the more obvious light, they may never be noticed, but they keep everything running, indispensable.

The moon is approaching the horizon little by little, and the light that had been hanging high has gradually weakened, as if it is preparing for the next departure. The darkness of the night was at its deepest, and after losing the sun and the moonlight, there was nothing to stop the darkness except for the faint light that the stars were still emitting firmly.

The light of the morning instantly appeared in the thick darkness, tearing apart the darkness that had accumulated all night, and the light swore to return at this moment and returned to the world in a grand manner.

That light was projected into the middle of Qin Ping and that figure, reflecting Qin Ping's calm face, and also reflecting that figure, the wrinkles on Elder Stylan's face seemed to be much deeper during this night, his gray hair was flying wantonly in the breeze, and the whole person was much older.

Qin Ping didn't speak, he was waiting, waiting for Elder Stylan's answer, Qin Ping always believed that Elder Styling Lan would make the most correct choice, so many years of experience would tell Elder Styling Lan her really suitable answer, people will always be in the middle of the class, being governed and managing others at the same time, only a very small number of people will stand at the top, the position where only they can restrain themselves, and only people like Qin Ping who once stood at the top will have this kind of spirit and possibility to reach the top, and the others have become dry bones used by the last successful people to step up。

"Young man, you won, the old man is really old, and he doesn't have the heart to make a risky decision, and the future is terrifying. If you can really let the old man sit in the position of the Great Elder now, what about your head. Elder Stylan's wrinkled face seemed to be cracked, some of the wrinkles closed as Elder Stylan's mouth opened, and some of them cracked.

"Elder Stylan, you are wrong about the premise, you have to surrender to me and I will put you in the position of Great Elder, not me to put you in the position of Great Elder, and you will cooperate with me. Now in my situation, if I want to properly help you to that position, what I need is some ways and means that are not so legitimate, and I can't not only give you benefits, but also treat myself as a wedding dress for you. You say yes. Qin Ping was not affected by Elder Stylan's words full of sadness, but quickly extracted Elder Stylan's meaning from them, and rationally analyzed and refuted it.

"But what if you're lying to me, white wolf with empty gloves? I'm not that stupid to fall into your trap like this. You're not just trying to paint a big pie for me and let me do things for you, right? You've got to come up with something to make me believe in you. "Elder Immortal Lan obviously still doesn't believe that Qin Ping has the ability to help him ascend to the throne in such a situation, as an old fox, he will never be impressed when there is no actual benefit.

Qin Ping closed his eyes and thought quietly in the morning light, "When I appeared in the Xuanyun Sect more than half a year ago, I really didn't have any cultivation, and now I have entered the middle stage of the Holy Realm. What you think is impossible is not really impossible with me. I don't know if this reason can convince you?" Qin Ping gradually opened his eyes, and there was only a little indifference in his gaze.

Elder Stygian Lan had too many things flashing in his eyes at that moment. In fact, Elder Stygian Lan had long known that when Qin Ping first appeared, he seemed to have no cultivation, but he broke through frantically in several battles, and finally quickly reached the Lingyun Realm, and escaped under the siege of the two elders of the Stygian Abyss.

Originally, Stygian Lan thought that Qin Ping just used some method to suppress his cultivation at the beginning, and then revealed it little by little in the follow-up battle, not that Elder Stygian Lan didn't think about it, Qin Ping really didn't have a situation of cultivation, but this is too unbelievable, even if he is a genius monk, he has to break through step by step, little by little, and he doesn't completely ignore any rules and laws like Qin Ping, and break through crazily.

If this is true, even if he, Qin Ping, is not the next sect master of the Xuanyun Sect, Elder Stylan can bow down to his subordinates without any conditions, this is not from the established power, but from the innate awe of the weak for the strong. 、

Of course, this matter was much more ridiculous for Elder Stygian than Qin Ping being able to push her to the position of Great Elder right now, because since Qin Ping had the Sect Master Token in his hand, it was not impossible that there was any special way to help her ascend to that coveted position.