Qing Yazi looked at Suning and the others.

Suning people are talking one after another, some want to be prosperous and rich, want to live forever, or seek refuge.

Suning raised his head and suppressed the urge to interrogate in his heart, because he knew that if Qingyamen and Qingyingtian were implicated, opportunities and risks coexisted for Qingyamen, and he might have a strong backer from now on, but he faced the assimilation of Qingyingtian, and finally became a subordinate sect of Qingyingtian, and finally fell into contemplation.

"My lord, I want to live forever."

"My lord, I want to enter the Blue Heaven."

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound from the main hall, some wanted to live forever, some wanted heavenly treasures, or entered the blue and dark heavens.

At this time, Suning suddenly moved

"My lord, I have a question, and I hope it will be answered."

Suning leaned over with his hands and asked Qing Yazi, he seemed to be struggling, and finally made a decision, and asked this question,

Xiao Daotong showed a hint of danger meaningfully behind Qing Yazi, and even Zheng Yuehua looked at Suning from time to time and smiled.

"Speak"

Qing Yazi stared at Suning and said slowly.

"Dare to ask the head of the sect, why are the things that appear in the Qingying Tianshan River Illusion Realm so similar to the sect where the contemptible people are."

"Bold!"

Suning's voice did not change, and a scolding came.

Qing Yazi slowly shifted his gaze and did not speak, and the elder who had just scolded Suning loudly at this moment said again.

"Bold Suning, do you know what you're talking about." The elder scolded Suning angrily, as if to make him understand that what he said did not exist, he was talking nonsense.

Suning was delusional about everyone in the hall, his mind sank, and he said again in a low voice.

"Dare to ask, my lord, why is this?" Suning spoke again, but his head was not held high as before, and he kept his head down.

"That's it, that's it, Suning, do you know the number of this seat?"

Qing Yazi looked at Suning, his voice was still unclear, and the peak masters and elders under the hall had no way to guess the mind of the master, so he had to sigh in his heart, hoping that Suning would not have to gain an inch.

"The cultivation of contemptible people is low, and the Taoist number of the head of the family is not something that we can know."

Suning's head seemed to be lowered, and his voice was getting quieter and quieter.

"This seat is a young man."

Qing Yazi stared at Suning as if to see his reaction, Xiao Daotong had already told him Suning's information last night, at first he was surprised, he didn't think that Qing Yazi was a small pit left behind when he was a child, leaving a few cultivation methods that had been made up and scribbled, and now thousands of years have passed, and he has survived tenaciously, although weak.

Suning was suddenly stunned and fell into a state of bewilderment, that's right, Qingyazi, Qingyazi, what a familiar name, any Qingyamen disciple, whether it is a man or a woman, young or old, the head or an elder, the name of Qingyazi is imprinted in their hearts, because Qingyazi is the founder of Qingyamen, any book of Qingyamen's cultivation secrets, regardless of mental combat skills, the opening homepage is full of Qingyazi, the sea is like a grain, I stand alone in Qingyazi.

"This, you?" Suning suddenly raised his head, looked at Qing Yazi who was now above the Qingyingtian Hall, and stammered something, as if he had received a lot of fright.

"This Qingyazi, practice so far, has been about 8,000 years, 8,000 years ago, before entering the cultivation world, inadvertently painting, always feel that practice is so simple, but also randomly compiled some so-called practice secret books, but never thought," Qingyazi said to himself, talking about some of his simple life.

"That's it, you are from Qingyamen, presumably it is also the practice of Qingya immeasurables, in this case, after you return to Qingyamen this time, you will send a letter to me, this time Qingyamen recognizes your ancestors and returns to your ancestors."

"Master Xie, the contemptible person will go back and arrange all the matters."

"Huh? It's also called the boss. ”

Suning was stunned for a moment, according to the generation, Qingyazi is the ancestor of Qingyamen, and he has to be called the ancestor.

"Old Ancestor"

Suning slowly recovered his expression, and there was some irrepressible excitement in his heart, and at the same time, he suddenly wanted to ask the old ancestor about the call he felt before.

"Old Ancestor, disciple has another question here, there seems to be something in the east of the Qing Ying Heaven, calling me."

"Huh?" Qing Yazi's face was a little solemn, "That's enough, go down, I'll give you an answer later before this matter,"

Suning chirped and retreated, while the rest of the people, after receiving the reward, were allowed to go back, and then everyone had already quietly dispersed.

In the main hall of Nuoda, there is only one Suning now, and he has probably not completely integrated into the Qingyingtian, and the rest of the people are all middle and high-level in the Qingyingtian, maybe the next thing is the real discussion.

"Suning, you step down, go and arrange everything in Qingyamen as soon as possible, and recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors as soon as possible." Qing Yazi pointed a finger, and a powerful spiritual sense integrated into Suning's body, and Suning's body trembled.

"This is the opportunity given to you by this seat, go and arrange it early, come back early, and you can also use him to transmit the voice to this seat."

Suning slowly faded away and left the main hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in this situation, there is only one last question left, about the arrangement between Zhao and Mo Gongzi."

Qing Yazi spoke slowly again, looking at everyone at the same time.

"Lord Trickster, he didn't make any starvation plans for Zhao and Mo's follow-up arrangements, could it be that he was left to fend for himself?"

"How can mortals like us guess the mind of the Trickster? Shut up, you. ”

At this time, King Shenwu suddenly said

"Obviously, Lord Trickster had long expected the chaos in the world, so he sent Zhao and Mo Gongzi,

So why did we bring Zhao and Mo Gongzi from the hands of the duckweed sword immortal? The strength of the duckweed sword immortal, I believe, in this world, few people dare to underestimate it, if he is left to fend for himself, why should he take it? So in fact, the master of the trickster has only one purpose, to train the child to become a giant, that's all. ”

"What King Shenwu said is reasonable."

"If you have any other problems, let's solve them together."

"Who should be handed over to the cultivation of Zhao and Mo Gongzi."

An elder raised an unavoidable question, no matter what was done in the end, it could not be avoided, the child was not young, three years old, he could already babble, although he still slurred his speech, but he also had a memory.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be to ask Dai Qianqian his mother, Diedie, where did he go.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the main hall.

"Tread, step, step, step."

The sound got closer and closer, and a shadow began to appear at the entrance of the temple.

Slowly, a figure appeared.

"Master, elders, I don't think there is any need to discuss the matter of the little guy, from now on, I can take charge of it."

The man at the door said ethereally.

"By the way, I haven't appeared for a long time, I guess everyone doesn't remember me, let me introduce myself again, Qingyingtian, the fifth Qingming"

The man is very evil, dressed in a reddish-purple robe, with a crimson trident on his forehead, which seems to be innate, and his whole face is very handsome, as if an immortal has descended from the sky, but there is no immortal energy, and some are just a stream of evil energy.

The pupils of everyone in the main hall dilated instantly, as if they saw something incredible, but Qing Yazi suddenly smiled.