Qingyun raised his eyebrows playfully, looked at the first disciple who spoke up, and asked lightly, "Are you Qin Hao, Xuanqing's personal disciple?" ”

"Back to the master, the disciple is indeed Qin Hao." Qin Hao saw that the head of the house was looking at him coldly, and his tone couldn't help but be a little weak.

"How long has it been under the Qinghui Sect?" Qingyun asked.

Qin Hao: "Back to the head of the house, more than 20 years. ”

"In twenty years, you have cultivated to the pinnacle of Jindan, what qualifications do you have to make demands on the deity?" Qingyun looked at him expressionlessly.

Qin Hao was immediately ashamed by what she said, but when he thought of Ling Jing who was imprisoned in the enchantment, he cheered himself up again, and said loudly:

"The head of the sect is extremely talented, how dare the disciple compare with the head of the sect, let alone make a request to the head of the sect, but Senior Sister Ling Jing is your younger brother after all......"

"You still know that you don't have good bones?" Qingyun didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly interrupted him.

He said indifferently, "Do you think that by virtue of your talent alone, the deity can easily become a god?" Did you know that there are many talented people in the world? Why are there so few people at the top? The simpler the mind, the easier it is to grow in this aspect of cultivation. And you, with general roots and bones, have a lot of thoughts, and I also want to take care of my affairs, if you don't want to practice with peace of mind, Qingzhufeng has no shortage of sincere cultivators! ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples below were silent, Qin Hao panicked, and hurriedly kowtowed to Qingyun and said, "Master, the disciple has no such intention!" Really, Senior Sister Ling Jing is young, if the head wants to punish Senior Sister Ling Jing, please punish the disciples together! ”

"Please punish the disciples and Senior Sister Ling Jing together!" The rest of the disciples shouted in unison, not to mention how loud their voices were.

Qingyun's face turned cold when she heard this, and an impulse surged in her heart, almost slapping this Qin Hao away with one palm, but fortunately she restrained this impulse in time.

She looked at the other disciples kneeling on the ground with cold eyes and asked, "Have you all made up your mind?" ”

Disciples, you look at me, I look at you, and finally lowered his head and said firmly: "Yes!" ”

Qingyun directly waved his long sleeves, and a strong wind blew on the ground, blowing all the disciples who were kneeling on the ground down to Luoyan Peak.

As for what would happen if they fell, Qingyun didn't care.

One by one, they enjoyed the excellent conditions provided by the Qinghui Sect, not only did they not cultivate well, but they learned to use themselves to coerce others, and they didn't look at what they were!

If it weren't for them to follow the blind coaxing, how could Mo Li be in danger again and again, for the sake of their brainless people, Mo Li was seriously injured, and finally accused of being ruthless.

This kind of disciple has no gratitude at all, if he falls to his death, he will only repay the grace cultivated by the Qinghui Sect over the years.

Anyway, I will still die in the end, and it will be the same if I die early or late.

Qingyun withdrew his hand without any psychological burden, and turned into the enchantment.

As soon as I entered, I saw a young woman in a white flowing gauze dress lying in a cage with her legs crossed, as if she didn't take her captivity seriously at all.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she hurriedly put down her upturned legs, turned over and lay on the ground, and looked at the comer with a clear and beautiful face showing a little regret and pain.

It's not pitiful.

It's just that as soon as he saw Qingyun, those eyes couldn't help but light up.

A pair of dark eyes revealed an outstanding squinting appearance, staring at Qingyun, and shouted aggrievedly: "Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong, ask for forgiveness from Master!" ”

Don't say it, Zi Crow's hypocritical appearance is a fight with Ling Jing herself.

It's no wonder that the orientation is so different.

Qingyun looked him up and down with contempt, and said straight to the point: "Where is Ling Jing?" ”

Zi Yao was stunned for a moment, showed a contrived smile towards Qingyun, and replied, "Master, isn't the disciple right in front of you?" ”

"Hehe......" Qingyun smiled faintly, slowly raised his right hand, and made a gesture of pinching his neck.

The purple crow suddenly felt like a big invisible hand was choking its neck.

"Master, Master......" Zi Yao's eyes widened, and he looked at Qingyun with a look of disbelief, and Ruyu's face quickly turned purple.

Qingyun saw that he was still pretending, and the spiritual power in his hand increased a few points, pinching the neck of the purple crow, like lifting a little chicken, and lifted it up.

The purple crow's face turned blue, and a trace of black gas began to emerge from his body involuntarily.

The black gas bubbled up more and more, and the purple crow was wrapped in black gas.

Qingyun suddenly withdrew his spiritual power, and the black purple crow fell to the ground with a "poof".

The black gas continued to escape, instantly filling the entire cage, and then slowly flowing out through the gap.

Qingyun took half a step back in disgust, pointed his finger, and an enchantment flashed, sealing the leaking black qi.

"Hahaha...... Mo Li, we haven't seen each other for a long time! There was a burst of unbridled laughter in the black air.

The scattered black qi suddenly shrank back, slowly revealing a black human figure.

As the black qi was completely absorbed, an evil man covered in black totems appeared in the cage.

This man was born handsome and chic, even the dense totem on half of his face could not affect his appearance, and even added a little evil to his appearance.

A pair of red blood pupils added a bit of bewitchment to him, looking masculine but bewitching.

"Dead shemales." Qingyun rolled his eyes.

"What did you say?" The purple crow was stunned, with an angry expression on his face.

"I said you're not a man, a man, you're a ladyboy!" Qingyun replied solemnly.

Zi Crow's face was suddenly distorted with anger, and he scolded Qingyun: "Mo Li, don't think that you are a god, this king will not dare to beat you!" If you anger this king, even if you lie under this king, you can't save Qinghui Sect! ”

"It's like it's true, you have the ability to do it! Dead shemales! Qingyun glanced at the purple crow with disdain.

The purple crow exhaled like a cow, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly remembered something, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and said to Qingyun: "Your precious apprentice Ling Jing is in my hands, I advise you to pay attention to what you say, otherwise it is difficult to say whether the little girl who is like a flower and jade can come back alive." ”

Qingyun smiled faintly and asked, "Oh?" So where is Ling Jing now? ”

"Hahaha, it seems that you really value that little thing, in that case, why don't you let me kiss it, and I'll tell you where she is."

When the purple crow heard Qingyun's words, he thought he had grabbed her handle, so he unscrupulously teased her.

Qingyun glanced at him, sneered, and the spiritual power quickly condensed on his fingertips, shooting towards the purple crow.

The purple crow hurriedly flew up to avoid a blow, and Qingyun's spiritual power hit the ground, instantly hitting two deep pits on the ground, and for a while, the gravel flew wildly, and the dust was flying.

Zi Yao didn't expect Qingyun to make a sudden move, and suddenly said angrily: "Okay, you are a stranger, if I hadn't used the Kongtong Seal and my strength was damaged, do you really think I can't beat you?" Your apprentice doesn't want it anymore? ”

As he spoke, he broke the cage in which he was imprisoned with a palm, and jumped up, trying to escape.