The Dragon Cutting Array still needs Zhang Zhaoling to continue to maintain, so it should not leave Liyang in a short period of time.

When Qin Yu learned of this situation, he didn't show that he was in a hurry.

After respectfully saluting, he took his leave first and went to Shangshu Mansion to see Zhang Miao.

A gust of fresh wind slowly blew over Liyang.

Under the gray sky, a figure silently appeared in the sky above.

And at the moment when this person appeared, in the secret room in the palace, three old men who were closing their eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes showed shock.

One of the gray-robed old men saw that the other two also opened their eyes and asked:

"Is that the one here?"

Another blue-robed old man nodded and said,

"There's nothing wrong with the breath, it should be the painting saint coming here, could it be that something is going to happen?"

The last red-robed old man, when he heard the words of the two, got up and said:

"The saint must have come for something, so I'd better hurry up and greet him."

"Yes, yes."

The other two elders also responded in unison.

Then the three of them moved slightly, and then disappeared in place strangely, and appeared in the sky above the palace at the same time in the next second, saluting respectfully towards the figure that appeared.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a white robe, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, and a handsome appearance.

When he saw these three people appear, there was no surprise on his face, but he said gently:

"The old man is here to find a little friend, there is nothing else, you three don't have to be nervous."

When the three of them heard this, a trace of consternation flashed in their eyes.

Looking for a friend?

Who has such an identity to let a saint come in person.

"For such a thing, why do you need the seniors to be present in person, just a transmission, and the juniors can help you do it." The red-robed old man whispered.

"It's not an important thing, the old man won't stay for long, you can go back."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the three of them, stepped forward in the air, ripples under his feet, and then disappeared silently, and his breath was also wiped clean.

The scene in front of them really shocked the three of them.

Even though their cultivation was not low, when the other party performed Ling Bo Weibu, he actually didn't sense any fluctuations in the surrounding heaven and earth qi.

This requires extremely high skill and cultivation.

"I haven't seen you for decades, and the predecessors of the painting saint have actually matched the power of heaven and earth to such a perfect extent, which is really enviable." The red-robed old man muttered.

Naturally, the other two were equally shocked.

However, compared with the surprise, the two of them were more interested in the person who this senior suddenly came here to find, a saint can live for hundreds of years.

And this painting saint who appeared is said to have been sanctified three hundred years ago.

The relatives in the world are afraid that their souls have long returned to their homeland, and there is no trace left.

Now he appeared in Liyang and said that he was looking for someone, listening to his name, the relationship between the two seems to be not ordinary, how is this not curious, who is the person he is looking for.

The red-robed old man's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly said:

"Two, aren't you curious about who this senior is looking for?"

"It has nothing to do with us, don't have any thoughts in your heart that you shouldn't have, that person is a saint, if you provoke him, you know the consequences."

The blue-robed old man coldly dropped such a sentence, and did not stay for long, and his figure quickly disappeared in place.

As for the remaining two, they glanced at each other, after all, they were still afraid of overpowering the curiosity in their hearts, and they also disappeared over the palace soon after.

Shangshu Fuzhong.

Qin Yu and Zhang Miao were talking under the gazebo in the courtyard.

As for what was discussed, it was naturally impossible to avoid Yunfei Academy and Tongwen Pavilion.

As the son of an official eunuch, Zhang Miao is, to a certain extent, more aware of this kind of intrigue than Qin Yu.

It's just that the two have been talking here for a long time, but there has been no progress.

Because the person who instructed Mo Yunqi was very likely to be Lu Li, this was a monk in the realm of "Great Confucianism", how difficult it was to find out his news.

"There's no other way." Qin Yu said without giving up.

Zhang Miao shook her head lightly, sighed and said:

"At least for now, there's no good way to do it. What we need now is patience, just waiting for the other party to show clues, it is useless to be anxious. ”

"I see."

"You don't have to be too anxious, you should work hard to improve your cultivation first, only in this way, before a crisis comes, can you have the ability to catch the other party.

If you can catch the people of Yunfei Academy or Tongwen Hall, you can pry useful information out of their mouths, you understand. ”

Qin Yu nodded and said:

"I understand, you don't have to worry too much."

"That's good, since Liyang was besieged by a hundred ghosts last year, the evil spirits in various places have begun to be restless. There will definitely be a possibility of going out with them in the future, so you must be careful when the time comes. ”

"I understand this, but it's a pity that I didn't expect them to be like this at the time, otherwise Senior Brother Wang wouldn't have died because of me."

Qin Yu sighed, and he still couldn't forget this matter in his heart.

Regarding this matter, Zhang Miao didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only remain silent.

Just when the two of them were speechless, a fresh breeze blew in their faces.

Originally, under the gazebo of the two of them, a middle-aged man in a white robe suddenly appeared.

This person appeared out of thin air, which frightened Qin Yu and Zhang Miao a lot, and he quickly got up and took a few steps back, looking at the person with an unkind face.

Just after they finished discussing how to deal with Yunfei Academy and Tongwen Pavilion, this person appeared, and he appeared quietly, his cultivation was definitely not low, it was difficult not to be hostile to him.

"Who are you to dare to ..... grandiosely?"

Zhang Miao shouted, and was about to say something, but halfway through the words, he found that this person's appearance was a little familiar.

At this moment, Qin Yu recognized this person first, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said:

"The younger generation meets the saint."

Zhang Miao, who was on the side, heard the word "saint", and the vague appearance in his mind immediately became clear, and he immediately recognized that the middle-aged man was the saint who appeared when he was in the mass grave, and hurriedly saluted and confessed.

"The juniors are rude, and I hope the seniors don't blame them."

The middle-aged man waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, then looked at Qin Yu and said with a gentle smile:

"Little friend, do you still remember what the old man said that day."

When Qin Yu heard this, he hurriedly took out the painting scroll from his arms and gave it away.

"The words of the day, how dare the younger generation forget, since returning to Liyang, they put this painting scroll on their bodies every day, and now that the saint is here, then this painting should be returned to the original owner."

"Hehe, I have a heart."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took the scroll, and his eyes once again showed a hint of remembrance.