Except for the empty wooden box, the Bogu shelf used to place the treasures is empty, and there is a thick layer of dust, and I think it has not been displayed for a long time.

The entire warehouse is empty, and I'm afraid even the rats won't come and take a turn.

This, this, this is simply poor and white, and to put it vulgarly, it is probably not an exaggeration to say that it is so poor that it urinates blood.

Zhuo Qiuyan was so angry that he could only beat like thunder in his heart, and he wanted to catch his master Qianjizi back, beat him hard, and ask him well, where are the spirit stones in the sect!

Where have all the spirit stones gone?!

Zhuo Qiuyan's heart roared wildly.

I don't know how my brain flashed, I reacted, and said that I had an idea, and I wanted to go all over the world, but it was obviously the bad old man who knew that there was a gap in the door and couldn't make up for it, so he ran away.

It's all excuses!

That bad old man is probably already carrying the burden to the day of hatred now, and with his current cultivation, he can't chase it back even if he wants to.

The corners of Zhuo Qiuyan's eyes twitched uncontrollably, grinding his back molars with hatred, but he still maintained a calm appearance on his face, lowered his head, tried to suppress it, and made a thoughtful appearance before saying to Situ Yuntian:

"Uncle Shi, don't spread this in advance, and let me think of a way. ”

At this point, it can only be like this, such a big deficit cannot be made up for by individuals alone.

Only by quietly pressing this matter down first.

Zhuo Qiuyan, who had made up his mind, said goodbye to Situ Yuntian and returned to his room.

Somewhat frustrated, he locked the door and immediately showed his original form.

Without the majesty of taking over as the head, he turned in circles on the ground like a puppy chasing his tail, muttering in his mouth and scolding the hundreds and dozens of the Qingshan faction.

Finally, when he felt that his mouth was dry, he stopped, grabbed the teacup and poured a sip of cold tea.

Then he sat down heavily in his chair and let out a long sigh, and the irritability in his heart could be suppressed.

Raising his eyes and looking at the hour outside, Zhuo Qiuyan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly had an idea.

So he got up and quietly opened the door and walked out of the courtyard.

Deliberately avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, Zhuo Qiuyan threw his sword into the sky in a low-key manner, and walked towards the hinterland of the Qingshan Sect and the sword.

After walking for half a pillar of incense, Zhuo Qiuyan fell in front of a mountain gate.

As soon as his front feet hit the ground, a person appeared in a flash, bowed to him, and said politely:

"See the master. ”

Zhuo Qiuyan was extremely relieved by his shout, and most of the dryness in his heart disappeared immediately, and he deliberately raised his right hand, danced with his water sleeves, and slowly carried it behind him.

Under a bright moon, Zhuo Qiuyan's figure was long, with an upright face with sharp edges and corners, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and said in a low and magnetic voice:

"No need to be polite. ”

After hearing Zhuo Qiuyan's salute, he straightened up respectfully and showed his handsome and unparalleled appearance through the bright moonlight.

I saw that this person had frost-dyed white hair, leaning down to his waist, and shimmering slightly in the moonlight, which was the divine beast Panlong Jade who protected the mountain here.

"I don't know what the boss is here late at night?"

Zhuo Qiuyan took a deep look at Pan Longyu's face, and a trace of crazy jealousy hit his heart, which seriously distorted his heart.

Every time he saw this person, he felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart, this person's face was more like a gentleman than he looked like a gentleman, as long as the two of them stood together, they immediately hid themselves under his demeanor.

Fortunately, Panlongyu is a pure heart, diligent and diligent, except for the mountain gate here, the rest of the places will not go.

Guarding the mountain pass that breaks the world, he is a good beast who works hard and complains.

It is Panlongyu's low profile that has made Zhuo Qiuyan the title of the first decent person in the Qingshan faction.

"There are some things I want to talk to my brother about. ”

After taking a deep breath from between his teeth, Zhuo Qiuyan tried his best to suppress the sour taste in his heart, and took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Panlongyu.

That's the token of the career, the head of the Qingshan faction.

Only by holding this thing in your hand can you enter the forbidden land of the Qingshan faction and break the end of the world.

Since Zhuo Qiuyan's memory, Panlongyu has been on duty here, and even Master Zhuo Qiuyan's master doesn't know how long he has been guarding.

I only know that this person is meticulous, has always been conscientious, and has never been half a point difference.

So Zhuo Qiuyan doesn't take the shelf of the head of the house, everything is according to the rules.

Pan Longyu took it respectfully with both hands, looked at it, and handed it back to him after confirming that it was correct, and then turned to the side slightly to make way for him.

Zhuo Qiuyan put the things in his sleeve and put them away, and walked towards the top of the cliff with his head up.

Broken cliff, the cliff is as its name suggests.

A towering mountain stream splits the entire sky in two.

Zhuo Qiuyan didn't have an imperial sword, but took advantage of the moonlight to climb the steps, step by step, and walked to the top of the cliff steadily.

After walking for an hour, he was sure that Pan Longyu couldn't see him, so he gasped heavily, summoned his saber, and climbed up with a slightly sore thigh.

When you are older, you have to do what you can to support the field.