Brush!

The Phantom Snow Sword in his hand suddenly flashed, and the next moment it reached Feishan's chest.

"Shameless! What you have done, you know in your heart. I, Xuanqing, have no intention of receiving Dafa, if there is a next time, I will not spare you!!"

After Xuan Qing finished speaking, he took the sword and walked away.

The eyes of those Venerable and Deacon behind him all looked at Xuan Qing at this time.

What the hell is going on!

Is this a warning?

Outsiders didn't know what happened between Xuanqing and Feishan at all, and they speculated for a while.

Feishan looked at Xuanqing's back and looked down at his chest. I saw that there was an extra cut on the shirt on the chest, and the sense of proportion of the sword was well controlled, and the clothes were cut, but the flesh and skin were not hurt.

Moreover, this sword, he didn't feel it at all!!

Feishan had to admit that Xuan Qing's swordsmanship was incredibly fast.

His cultivation can't even be felt.

"Okay, let's discuss it again, and let's discuss the matter of teaching Dafa tomorrow. ”

After the sect master spoke, everyone dispersed, and Feishan wanted to catch up and say something, but the sect master didn't even look at him.

Feihai came over and patted Feishan on the shoulder.

"It's all right, isn't it just the night? ”

Feishan nodded.

Flying Fish smiled and said, "The dispute has nothing to do with me, I will continue to feed my fish......"

After saying that, he left with a smile.

......

In the Xiaoyao Cave, Xuan Qing was frantically absorbing his true qi, and the silk of true qi gathered into a flake, turning into a trace after Xuan Qing's surroundings, slowly entering his body.

Tomorrow, everything will be settled, and the matter of teaching the sect Dafa, in fact, Xuan Qing didn't take it to heart, and he didn't care about it when he was lower than the head of the sect.

He came all the way from an outer disciple, and his mood was very peaceful, he only cared about whether his cultivation was improving or not, and as for the rest, everything was according to fate.

However, Feishan's performance in the main hall today made Xuan Qing very unhappy.

Xuan Qing secretly guessed that in recent days, the enemies have come to the door, and they have broken through the layers of guards under the mountain so smoothly, and there is no internal response, so they can't say it at all.

The Qingyang Sect will not allow too many people from the enemy family to serve as the sect master, this is out of consideration for protecting the sect.

After this night, everything may have changed.

Xuan Qing slowly gathered his mind and jumped down from the centering stone.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he heard the stone door open suddenly, and the boy in charge of his daily life broke in, holding a letter in his hand.

The little boy panted to:

"For you. ”

The child may have been running too anxiously, and SAIC was out of breath, standing in place, gasping and saying:

"What's going on?"

Xuan Qing took the letterhead and asked, the cultivation of these two boys is not weak, Xuan Qing has never seen them so nervous since he met them.

The little boy said;

"There is a black bird that wants to come to see you, but is stopped by the guards down the mountain. The black bird did say that there was something important and that he must see you. ”

"Xiao Wu?" Xuan Qing muttered.

Come to think of it, since he came to Xiaoyao Cave Mansion, he has never seen Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu is not a person who does not know the rules, he came all the way, there must be something important, he wants to root him.

"What happened later?" asked Xuan Qing with concern.

"That kid wounded a dozen guards along the way. Carrying the axe towards the cave, the two of us learned the news, went to stop him, and it took a lot of effort to subdue him, and he left this letter for you before leaving, saying that he must hand it over to you himself. ”

He couldn't understand Xiao Wu's temper very well, and there must be something that couldn't be known to outsiders, so he had to do this.

Xuan Qing hurriedly opened the letterhead, and a line of handwriting came into view:

Master, Xiao Wu wanted to see you for the last time, but he couldn't get his wish after all.

The Uzbeks are in turmoil, and I must hurry back. After dawn, wait for you at the Windward Tavern at the bottom of the mountain.

Life and death are uncertain, only when our brothers say goodbye to the last time......

-- Little Ubay

Xuan Qing's heart was flustered for no reason, what happened to the Wu tribe?

Why did Xiaowu take risks alone?

What will be the consequences of Wuluan's turmoil?

A series of question marks flickered in Xuan Qing's mind, and at this time, the eastern sky had gradually revealed the white of the fish's belly, and the hour was not early, if it was rushed, it should be too late.

However, after dawn, it was the time to teach Dafa, and at this critical juncture, if he wasn't there, the sect master wouldn't know how he would feel?

Xuan Qing was in a dilemma, and the little boy saw his dilemma.

Then he said: "The cave master doesn't want to let down his friends, and he doesn't want the sect master to be embarrassed, so it's better for you to go to the appointment first, and then leave a message to the sect master with the sound conch, I believe the sect master will not be unreasonable." ”

Xuan Qing suddenly realized, and hurriedly turned out the sound transmission snail from the storage bag.

This kind of sound transmission snail is available to every true disciple. It is used exclusively for liaison within the sect.

There were a lot of them in Xuanqing's storage bag, but I didn't think it would be useful at the time, so I didn't think I could use them here.

He typed in what he wanted to say to the sound snail word for word, and then carefully handed it to the child.

"I'm going, maybe in March or May, maybe in a year or two, you take good care of the cave. ”

The child was very worried:

"But tomorrow is the day to teach the Dafa within the sect, if you are not here, if the person you like is you, you will forever miss out on the position of the sect master. ”

Xuan Qing smiled faintly, "It's okay, in life, in addition to parents, brothers are the most important." ”

A hint of sadness crossed the boy's face.

"I'll be back. ”

Xuan Qing comforted.

"Little Kid......

Xuan Qing was about to exit, but was interrupted by this little boy.

"I have my own name, my name is Xiaodong, and the one who was injured by Wuluan is called Xiaoxi. ”

In the past few months, he didn't even know the name of the boy who was guarding him, but he just devoted himself to cultivation.

Xuan Qing smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, Xiaodong. Quickly hand over this sound conch to the Sect Master. ”

After speaking, Xuan Qing turned around and strode out, the clothes on his body rubbing the gust of wind with his footsteps.

Xiao Tong looked at the back of Xuan Qing leaving, and sighed in his heart.

In life, if you are fortunate to have such a friend who values love and righteousness, I am afraid that I will have no regrets even if I die.

Xiaodong looked down at the sound snail in his hand, held it in both hands, and carefully walked out of the stone cave.

On the horizon, at this time, the belly of the fish was already white, and a trace of light seeped out from the east and filled the sky.

Xiao Dong went all the way down the mountain and walked towards the Qingyang Sect Lord's Hall.

After walking for a while, I was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Isn't this the Xiaodong of Xiaoyao Cave Mansion?

Xiaodong looked up and saw that it was Feishan, and then bowed.

"My master left with the key, and he instructed me to give this snail to the suzerain. ”

Feishan's eyes swept over the sound transmission snail in Xiaodong's hand, and smiled faintly: "You mean, your master left?"

"Exactly. ”

A wicked smile appeared on the corners of Feishan's mouth.

"Coincidentally, I happened to go to the Sect Master's Hall, leave it to me, and I'll help you convey it. ”

As he spoke, he reached out a hand and stretched it out towards the sound conch.

Xiaodong subconsciously dodged, took a step back, and used his body to protect the sound transmission snail, as if he was protecting a treasure.

Feishan's fingers stopped in the air, and when he saw Xiao Ji like this, he immediately scolded angrily:

"I don't know what to do! I'm kind enough to help you, but you don't believe me! It's not a peerless treasure, it's just a broken thing, I'm not rare!"

Feishan said, his arms behind his back, his eyes not looking at Xiaodong.

"Are you tired of the Xiaoyao Cave Mansion, do you want me to tell the sect master to withdraw you to the miscellaneous office?"

Feishan said condescendingly to Xiaodong.

Xiao Dong's eyes turned, the current Xiaoyao Cave Mansion he and Xiao Xi finally got to the position, guarding the Cave Mansion is not tiring, and the spiritual power on the surface is also very suitable for cultivation, the miscellaneous service is different, there is endless dirty work every day, they stayed for too much time when they first entered the sect, that kind of place, they don't want to go back for the rest of their lives.

But Feishan's words are true, if the master leaves, as long as Feishan says a word, they will become slaves in the miscellaneous service department at any time from the children of the Xiaoyao Cave Mansion.

Xiao Dong hesitated, slowly stretched out his hands, and handed the sound transmission snail in his hand to Feishan.

"You must hand it over to the sect master yourself. ”

"Don't worry. ”

The corners of Feishan's mouth curved again, and he raised his hand to catch the sound snail.

Xiaodong didn't seem to be at ease, looked at the sound snail again, and finally gritted his teeth helplessly and walked away.

Looking at Xiaodong's figure gradually moving away, the corners of Feishan's mouth showed a hint of evil smile.

"God help me. ”

A trace of true qi condensed in his palm, and he swiped the air on the sound transmission snail.

The voice inside jumped out.

Xuan Qing's words were heard clearly by Fei Shan, and when the last note fell, the corners of Fei Shan's mouth suddenly bent, and his hand slowly exerted force.

Click.

The screws shattered, first into pieces, and finally into powder.

Feishan raised his hand, and a pile of powder dispersed in the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

"Hahahaha!"

Feishan laughed wildly a few times and strode towards the main hall of the Qingyang Sect.

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