readx;? When Ling Xiaoye flew over this forest sea, he encountered a lot of flying demon beasts, but they were all easily killed by him, and after a little delay, he still found the high mountain that the old coachman said, surrounded by white clouds, towering and upright. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before he flew to the edge of the mountain, he could feel a strong aura, but this aura seemed to be suppressed. But he flew around a long time, and found no buildings on the mountain, nor did he find a single person.

"Could it be that the old coachman lied to me?"

Ling Xiaoye flew another stick of incense, but still didn't see anything unusual.

Suddenly, he heard something familiar to him—a circle. This Qinglan Sect must have arranged some kind of phantom array to conceal the sect.

No wonder many people don't know much about Qinglan Gate, not only is the location remote, but also a phantom array is arranged, how can ordinary people easily find it!

After Ling Xiaoye flew around, he sensed that the flow of spiritual energy was rather strange halfway up the mountain to the east, so he knew that this place should be the place where the phantom array was arranged.

Soon, he found the entrance to this phantom array, and after removing the spirit stone henge eye disguised by a tree, a crack about the size of the wooden door of the house appeared on the edge of the blue-gray rock.

Ling Xiaoye approached the rift, probed it, and walked in with confidence.

The scene inside is actually similar to the outside, except that in front of it, dozens of houses appeared, which looked relatively old and old, and had experienced many years.

Of course, he also saw some martial artists, who were taking a leisurely walk, practicing leisurely, and lying leisurely. If he hadn't seen a dilapidated plaque with three big characters written on it, Ling Xiaoye would have thought that he had just come to a small mountain village.

When these people saw Ling Xiaoye's arrival, they couldn't help but get nervous, and then gathered together, showing an unwelcome formation.

"Boy, why are you here?"

"Find your boss. ”

Ling Xiaoye went straight to the point and said the purpose of his trip.

The faces of those Qinglanmen disciples changed, and someone said, "The head of the sect is not here, please come back another day!"

"Joke, a sect, the head of the sect is not in what system. If he's really not there, then I'll pay a visit to the elders. ”

Ling Xiaoye ignored these people's answers, and still insisted on seeing the high-level of the Qinglan Sect.

Seeing that these Qinglanmen disciples didn't answer, Ling Xiaoye walked straight to these buildings and looked for them one by one.

Of course, he wasn't looking blindly, with his intuition, he started with the tallest house in the back row, and without a stick of incense, Ling Xiaoye determined the residence of the head of the house.

This house is not high, but the decoration can be described as good, with carved eaves and delicate windows. And this house occupies a relatively large area, which is similar to that of ordinary rich people. He also saw that the courtyard was cleaned, and it was much cleaner than the outside with dead branches and leaves.

So he walked to the door of the house, pushed it open, and there was nothing inside!

Ling Xiaoye immediately concluded that this was another phantom array. With the wandering of the divine thoughts, it took just a dozen breaths to find the location of the array eye on a relief in the window.

Pressing the relief, the relief glowed slightly, and then he removed the thing, and then walked into the house, which was actually a mess, and all kinds of things were littered on the ground, which was in stark contrast to the clean cleaning outside.

However, Ling Xiaoye's attention was not focused on these details, but stared at the middle-aged man who was napping against the corner.

Ling Xiaoye knocked on the door frame, making a thump sound.

The middle-aged man woke up, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and asked blankly, "Who are you?"

"In Xia Ling Xiaoye, I came here to meet the head of Qinglan Sect. ”

"Hehe, someone actually came to visit me and said, what's the matter. ”

Only then did Ling Xiaoye briefly describe what Gao Changfeng asked him to say, and also explained his intention.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man finally stood up, and Ling Xiaoye smelled a smell of wine, it seems that this middle-aged man has drunk a lot.

"I didn't expect that elder of yours to be a friend who founded Qinglanmen. You and I are fate, if you have any requirements, let's hear it. ”

"Qinglanmen can have swordsmanship and magic circle-related exercises? I have been wandering for many years, so I have encountered some bottlenecks in my cultivation, and I want to make up for my own shortcomings through the exercises of your sect. ”

Ling Xiaoye said sincerely.

The middle-aged man was looking for something. After listening to what Ling said, he smiled and said, "Oh, Ling Shaoxia, you are a lion with a big mouth." Even if it is the friendship between the elders, it is impossible to be so generous and give away the cheats. ”

"If there are any requirements, or prices and the like, the seniors can put it forward, as long as they can do it, they will definitely practice it. ”

"Okay, just waiting for your words!"

The middle-aged man perked up and said with joy: "I can't stand this sect breaker anymore, so I give you the position of the head of the sect, I have been liberated, and you will get what you want." ”

When Ling Xiaoye heard this, this middle-aged man's decision was obviously too abrupt and hasty, not to mention that his cultivation was not very high, just by his youthful appearance, he knew that it was not suitable. So Ling said: "Don't joke with your predecessors, the head of the family is the head of a faction, and if you don't have a certain strength and prestige, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." ”

"Boy, in fact, the time you took from entering the first illusion to discovering the second illusion, and the moment when it was lifted, was very short, and it was many times stronger than those disciples outside. It's even on par with us old guys. Also, those disciples did not tell you where I was, and you, with your observations, made the right judgment and found me. ”

"Also, you kid seems to be deliberately hiding something, it's hard to see through, but I can conclude that you're not an ordinary person. People with courage, brains, and strength, why can't they be the heads, does it depend on their age?"

The middle-aged man talked endlessly, analyzed a lot, and said a lot of truths.

"However, I also have a request. First of all, you have to ensure that in the Yuxu Empire's Ten-Year Sect Competition to be held next year, you will lead this group of disciples to win the top three results. ”

"Secondly, help me revitalize the Qinglan Sect and cultivate disciples with first-class refining weapons, alchemy, magic circles, and swordsmanship. ”

"Finally, help me pay off my gambling debts!"

Ling Xiaoye almost didn't get his lung qi out, and the three requirements were extremely unreliable. Especially the last one, he actually asked him to wipe his buttocks, this middle-aged man was simply the most shameless person he had ever met.

So Ling Xiaoye was a little shaken, although Gao Changfeng said it very well, there used to be strong people here, but now it has declined, that is to say, there is not much value in learning.

However, when Ling Xiaoye was thinking about it, he inadvertently aimed at the portrait hanging on the wall in this room.

Then he approached these portraits and looked at them, and after a while, Ling Xiaoye pointed to one of the paintings and asked, "Who is the person in this portrait?"

The middle-aged man took a look at it and said, "This is the last personal disciple of the second-generation head Ye Wuxin, the fourth-generation head Du Feng." ”

"What?

Ling Xiaoye was surprised.

"That's right, his surname is indeed Du, more than 20 years ago, he and a woman surnamed Qin wasted the world. Because as soon as he left, the burden of the head fell on me, alas, it is really hard to explain!"

After Ling Xiaoye heard this, he suddenly fell into a state of shock and joy, and he muttered to himself, "How can it be so coincidental, this person can't really be Senior Brother Du's biological father, right?"

"I can agree to the request of my seniors, but I think I can only be an acting head for a maximum of three years. ”

Ling Xiaoye was shocked, and in a short period of time, he made up his mind to be the acting head of this Qinglan Sect. Because he knew that this was the place where his senior brother's father had stayed, and he couldn't just slowly die out like this, but let it rejuvenate and wait for Senior Brother Du's return.

Maybe when the time comes, after rescuing the senior brother, let Senior Brother Du take charge of this Qinglanmen, which can be regarded as a kind of sustenance for the senior brother to his father.

Therefore, Ling Xiaoye decided to agree to the middle-aged man's request and take charge of this declining Qinglan Gate.

Looking at Ling Xiaoye, who was determined, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Very good, if you are the head, you will definitely gain something." I believe that you will definitely succeed in leading Qinglanmen and regain the pinnacle of the Yuxu Empire. ”

"However, you give me the money first, and I'll pay off the debt. Then I went into retreat, did something very important, remembered, not something important, don't come to me. ”

"How much?"

"Two hundred and seventy-six thousand eight hundred taels!"

"Senior, why don't you grab it?"

"When you're old, you don't want to be a bandit. There's no way, hurry up and give me money, otherwise the creditor will come to collect the debt every once in a while, and then you will be annoyed when the Qinglanmen is presided over by you. ”

Ling Xiaoye helplessly took out the Qiankun bag, swept his mind, took out a treasure worth almost this amount, and gave it to the middle-aged man.

The man accepted it unceremoniously, humming a little song, very happy. After he packed up his things, he threw Ling Xiaoye a golden token and said, "This is the head token, except for the elders in the door, when the disciples see this token, it is like seeing the head of the sect, and they will obey your arrangement." ”

Ling Xiaoye put away the token, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked, "Senior, you haven't told me your name yet!"

"Hehe, forget about this, my name is Ye Qingyuan, and Ye Wuxin is my grandfather. ”

The middle-aged man named Ye Qingyuan, after saying this, walked out of the house happily, leaving Ling Xiaoye alone in the house to think.

Ling Xiaoye really needed to think, he meditated, and his mind began to think about the question of what he should do next.