Lin Gongyu hurriedly said: "Don't chase now, go where to find it in a while?"

Xue Ling smiled confidently and said, "I can't go far." You see that they have so many things in their hands, they must find a place to settle first. ”

Lin Gongyu said: "Maybe they have already found a place to stay." ”

Xue Ling said: "Silly brother, if they have found a place to stay, why should they gather here? You see that they are blatantly talking about the affairs of the Shangqing faction, obviously the matter will probably have to wait for a few days." Maybe they're waiting for someone else?"

Lin Gongyu thought it was good, and asked, "Did you say that they were waiting for Uncle Gao and Brother Qing Shi?"

Xue Ling said: "I can't say, eighty percent is waiting for their Qingcheng faction masters, and a few of them want to deal with Uncle Gao, I'm afraid they are not worthy." ”

Lin Gongyu was silent in his heart, so he let go. The two ate and walked out of the tavern, Lin Gongyu said, "Ling'er, where do you say they will stay?"

Xue Ling said: "Look at the people of the Qingcheng faction, they are richly dressed and extraordinary, and the place where they live must be good." ”

Lin Xue and the others inquired that the best inn was "Cyclamen", went there to take a look, and sure enough, they lived there. The two of them also asked for two upper rooms, and after preparing to go down at night, they went to explore the reality of the Qingcheng faction.

When they arrived, Lin Gongyu and Xue Ling quietly went out of the room, and when they saw that the lights were still on in the guest room where the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect lived, they quietly jumped to the roof. Lin Gongyu gently uncovered a tile, looked inside, and saw eight Qingcheng sect disciples sitting around the table, eight people, you look at me, I look at you, you don't speak. Only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy couldn't hold his breath and looked at the door from time to time.

Lin Xue and the others expected that they must be waiting for someone, so they had to lie on the roof and remain motionless.

After another stick of incense, I only heard the sound of stampeding on the stairs outside the room, judging from the sound, there were quite a few people.

Lin Gongyu whispered: "Someone is coming!"

When the children of the Qingcheng faction heard the footsteps, they all stood up, and someone had already gone over and opened the door. Lin Gongyu looked at the door and saw seven or eight people coming in, the first four were all old men in their fifties and sixties, wearing Qingcheng Sect robes.

When the eight Qingcheng sect disciples saw the visitor, they hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and said in unison: "Meet the four senior uncles!"

The four veterans nodded, walked straight to the table and sat down. One Qingcheng sent a disciple to prepare tea downstairs, and the rest of the disciples stood respectfully beside the four old Taoists.

Xue Ling stepped forward to take a look, and saw that among the four old Taoists, the oldest seemed to be obese, with a smiling face, very amiable, and an old Taoist on his left hand was thin and thin, with deep sunken cheeks, like a dry corpse, and his left hand side of the old Taoist square face, tall and thin, thin and long, but his eyebrows were white.

Xue Ling smiled secretly in her heart: "How can these old Daoists of the Qingcheng Sect look like this?" Her eyes fell on the fourth old Dao, and she saw that this old Dao looked very normal, not handsome or ugly, and compared to those three people, it looked a little special.

Lin Gongyu whispered: "It's the four elders of Qingcheng!"

Xue Ling saw that the disciples of the Shangqing Sect were very respectful to these four old Daoists, and they wanted to be of a high rank.

These four old Taoists are the "Four Elders of Qingcheng", the kind old man is named Wu Zhenfang, the thin old man on his left hand is named Han Zhensheng, the thin old man is named Qiao Zhentai, and the other old Taoist is named Sun Zhenzong, they are all the junior disciples of Lian Zhennan, the head of the Qingcheng faction.

I only heard Wu Zhenfang ask, "Weiping, how is the situation?"

A man in his forties bowed down and said, "Second Uncle Qi, we are ready here, please rest assured!"

Qiao Zhentai said: "Where is the surname Gao?"

The Qingcheng disciple named Wei Ping is surnamed Sun, and he is the third disciple of Lian Zhennan, the head of the Qingcheng faction. Sun Weiping replied: "Back to the third uncle, the junior brother who went to inquire hasn't come back yet!"

Xue Ling said: "It looks very powerful!"

Qiao Zhentai said: "Nothing will happen, right? More than 20 years ago, Gao Qi's name had already resounded all over the rivers and lakes!"

Lin Xue and the others were shocked when they heard Gao Qi's name, and secretly thought that what they expected was good, but listening to Qiao Zhentai's sour words, it seemed that he had something to do with Gao Qi, but he never mentioned it to Gao Qi.

Sun Weiping said again: "Third Senior Uncle, don't worry, the ninth junior brother and the thirteenth junior brother are the most astute, and the two of them I sent should come back." ”

Sun Zhenzong said: "Have you all practiced the Kunlun swordsmanship?"

Lin Gongyu said secretly: "What are they doing practicing Kunlun swordsmanship?"

I only heard Sun Weiping say: "Back to the fourth uncle, the moves have been practiced!"

Sun Zhenzong nodded, and said: "Gao Qi is an outstanding figure in the Shangqing faction, and if there is a slight omission, he may see through it!"

Qiao Zhentai said: "Our soldiers are dangerous, this strategy is really a last resort, once it fails, I am afraid that it will be difficult for my Qingcheng faction to gain a foothold in the martial arts!"

Han Zhensheng said: "Hugh wants to grow the morale of others, can't the four of us deal with a Gao Qi?"

Qiao Zhentai said coldly: "I fought with him more than twenty years ago, and our Qingcheng faction doesn't have such talents!"

Han Zhensheng said angrily: "Third brother, are our forty years of martial arts practiced in vain?"

Sun Zhenzong said: "Fifth brother, we must not make the Qingcheng faction's kung fu this time, have you forgotten?"

Han Zhensheng said: "Could it be that we can't even use internal strength? What is the difference between that and an old man who doesn't know martial arts?"

Wu Zhenfang said: "That's why the eldest brother designed this clever plan, it is best to kill him, if you can't kill him, you also have to provoke the grievances between the Shangqing and Kunlun factions." ”

Lin Xue and the others were taken aback, they didn't expect that the Qingcheng faction was famous and upright, and they would hide such sinister intentions. Only then did he understand what those Qingcheng disciples said in the tavern, and what they wanted to plan for the head of the Emei faction was to provoke the struggle and resentment between the Shangqing faction and the Kunlun faction. Although Lin Gongyu didn't know what poisonous plan they had set up, he must have been very vicious when he thought about it, and a nameless anger arose in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush down immediately and kill the people of the Qingcheng faction.

The people from the Qingcheng faction were talking, when they suddenly heard someone outside: "Ninth Senior Brother, Thirteenth Senior Brother, you are back!"

I saw two young men coming in from outside the door, kneeling down to Wu Zhenfang and the others, and said, "See the four senior uncles!"

Wu Zhenfang said: "Get up and talk back!"

The two Qingcheng Sect disciples said yes, and then stood up.

Wu Zhenfang asked again, "Where are the two people from the Shangqing faction?"

The "Ninth Senior Brother" said: "Uncle Hui, four days ago, they arrived in Taiping Town, and they may arrive in Wenshan Town tomorrow night. ”

Wu Zhenfang said happily: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning, and we can go to Wenshan Town at noon. ”