Sending Sang Ming away, this Xuanyuan Sect seems to have returned to its former peace.

Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu went up the mountain together, and as soon as they arrived in front of the snowfall peak, they saw Changli Jianzun holding Song Qingyun standing there waiting for the two of them.

Changli Jianzun looked indifferent, but Song Qingyun was aggrieved like a puppy, but he didn't dare to open his teeth and claws, he only felt his head shrunk and trembled on the side.

Sang Luo walked over, with a puzzled expression,

"Master, what's wrong?"

Changli Jianzun mentioned Song Qingyun and said to Sang Luo,

"He rushed to the border without permission, wanted to get married, and almost went mad."

Sang Luo's eyes were suddenly infected with fire when he heard this, and he didn't care that Changli Jianzun was there, and his fist hung down on Song Qingyun's head, and if he caught him, he was beaten.

"You're muffling your voice!"

Looking at it these days, it's been quite subsident, and I thought it was sensible!

Song Qingyun was beaten by Sang Luo and screamed, with tears in his eyes, and hurriedly said to forgive,

"Don't fight, don't fight, I won't dare anymore!"

He just wanted to try, he just wanted to try.

Sang Luo was so angry with him that he picked up his fleshy face and pulled a lesson.

"How long have you only been in the Golden Pill Realm? How long has it been since the last injury healed?! Just thinking about breaking the realm! It's all luck that you didn't go crazy and blew yourself up! ”

Song Qingyun's eyes were teary-eyed,

"So many people in the Kunwu Sword Sect are married, I just don't want to fall behind."

Although the senior sister occupies the top spot in Xiaotian, in the first five miles, the Kunwu Sword Sect accounts for three, and there are three Yuan Infants.

He didn't want to be left behind.

Sang Luo heard that he was going to beat him again, and Song Qingyun hurriedly hid behind Changli Jianzun.

Senior sister has been beaten twice, why hasn't she lost her anger yet.

Changli Jianzun rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu,

"And the dragon soul is in the hands of the two of you?"

Sang Luo listened to the beating action and froze slightly, Chu Yanshu opened his mouth unhurriedly,

"Yes, it wanted to escape, and it fell into the trap I laid in advance."

As he spoke, he pulled out the dragon soul.

Changli Jianzun sighed,

"That's it, there are still three months left before the Canglan Sea Demon War, which is related to the Hongmeng Secret Realm, you can follow me to retreat and cultivate at the Snow Peak for a period of time."

Sang Luo has just realized the Tao, and he still needs to precipitate and cultivate.

Song Qingyun needless to say, his cultivation is a bit radical, and he needs to sharpen his mind well, otherwise he may leave some trouble in the future.

As for Chu Yanshu, the spiritual roots in his body are mixed, and he has practiced a lot of various mental exercises, so he should also sort it out.

The rest of the sect families have already left, and there is no big mess in handing over the affairs of the Xuanyuan Sect to Lu Huaizhi, Su Changli feels that he has nothing to do, and he can take these children back to Xuefeng for retreat.

Sang Luo originally wanted to go to the Snow Peak for retreat, but when her master said so, she naturally would not have an opinion.

Pei Jingxing sensed that his Dan Dao was faintly about to break through, so he locked himself in the Xihe Hall for retreat.

Unlike these junior brothers and sisters who are dedicated to cultivating, Lu Huaizhi is feeling pressured at the moment.

The Six Sects and the family had just left, and he still had to prepare for the Canglan Sea Demon War in three months, and he had a lot of things on hand.

It is clear that he is only a disciple in his early twenties, looking at the cultivation realm, he is really young at this age, but he is in charge of a business, Lu Huaizhi rubbed his eyebrows and sighed,

"Master, Master, when are you coming back?"

If he didn't come back, he would think about whether to accept a disciple as well, spend some time cultivating, and help him become the position of the sect master.

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