Three days later, Elder Zhang returned to Qingyang Sect with those children and the rest of the disciples, and before leaving, Elder Zhang personally took action to clean up the spies belonging to other forces in Wolong City and its surroundings. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the strange thing is that the monks in Peach Blossom Valley seem to have disappeared out of thin air, and they can't be found no matter how they look for them.

After searching for nothing, Qin Lie had to temporarily give up the idea of revenge.

On the night after Elder Zhang left, Qin Ziyang personally carried out the method of dual cultivation of Qing'er according to the record of the secret method of "Thousand Thousand Heart Technique". successfully sent a trace of Qing'er's soul into her own sea of knowledge, and a trace of her own soul also occupied Qing'er's sea of knowledge and merged with her sea of knowledge.

After the success of the secret method, Qing'er became more intimate with herself, followed her all day long, and the two slept together at night. If it weren't for Qin Ziyang's firm determination and the fact that this body was too young, he couldn't be sure that the Yuan Yang Qi of this body would be lost early.

Fortunately, because of the soul power consumed by the secret method of "Thousand Thousand Hearts", Qing'er felt groggy all day long, and even he himself felt a little lost.

Taking this opportunity, he stayed in the secret room on the pretext of being unwell, and studied the joint cultivation of the two exercises of the "Soul Devouring Sutra" and the "Manshan Sutra" during the day.

After nightfall, he continued to rely on ghost fire to refine the thunder. In ten days, only seven were refined, and the three bottles of peach blossoms and the hundred-year-old bone powder that they had secretly purchased in the past ten days had consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight.

Today, Qin Ziyang had to go out of the customs because his eldest brother, Qin Fengyang, had returned from the spirit stone veins of the Milian Mountain Range and came to mourn his fourteenth brother.

The eldest brother, Qin Kangyang, was a tall young man with a rough face, although he was only twenty-three years old, he looked like he was thirty or forty years old, and there were a few inconspicuous traces of white hair on the back of his head.

As soon as he returned home, Qin Fengyang went to his father's study to listen to the teachings, and after leaving his father's study, Qin Fengyang came directly to Qin Ziyang's room.

"Eighth brother, how is your health? Big brother, I found a thirty-year-old wild ginseng in the Milian Mountain Range, and asked Qing'er to stew it for you to replenish your body. Qin Fengyang sat on the tea table and said with a concerned face.

Qin Ziyang looked at his eldest brother, who he hadn't seen for hundreds of years, and his mood was also a little excited, in his previous life, the eldest brother was stationed in the spirit stone mine of the Milian Mountain Range when he was young, but he was still very concerned about the cultivation of himself and his fourteenth brother, as if he had put all his hopes for his lack of qualifications on his two younger brothers.

"Thank you eldest brother for your concern, my body is fine, and my cultivation has been completely healed in the past few days!" Qin Ziyang said with a smile.

"Alas, if it weren't for the eldest brother's low cultivation, he would have killed those people in Peach Blossom Valley a long time ago to avenge the fourteenth brother!" Qin Fengyang looked angry, and slammed the table with a fist in his right hand.

"Okay, big brother, the matter has passed, and the sect has taken over this matter, let's rest assured. Qin Ziyang hurriedly stopped and said, the matter of the fourteenth brother being taken away must not let his father and eldest brother know.

As for killing the fourteenth brother with his own hands, he can't let them know about this matter.

"By the way, I heard that you were accepted as an inner disciple of the Qingyang Sect, my father is confused, what a cruel thing it is to be in the inner door of the Qingyang Sect, how can I let you participate?"

"Big brother, do you know the inner door Dabi?"

"Of course, your eldest brother and I have also been in the Qingyang Sect for seven or eight years, and the inner door competition is extremely cruel, and thousands of outer disciples will fight hard in the outer door competition first, and after the top ten are decided, they can challenge the inner disciples. ”

"And the inner disciples are even more cruel, the people at the bottom can do anything in order to move forward, and the disciples at the top are even more vicious in order to maintain their ranking. ”

"Coupled with the ten ruthless people who were killed from thousands of people, who doesn't have a few lives in their hands!" said the eldest brother, and he was also happy.

"Can Da Bizhong kill people?" Qin Ziyang's breathing couldn't help but be short, this Qingyang Sect actually acted with a bit of demonic demeanor.

"Of course you can't in the rules, but you also know that the magic weapons and spells used by cultivators are powerful, and most people are not skilled in manipulating them, even if Elder Zhuji is the referee, but there are still many people who die in the ring every year. ”

"This matter has also been discussed within the sect for a long time, but I heard that some people want to maintain the competition of the disciples, so this matter is still a tacit matter for the entire sect's top management. As long as it is not intentional homicide, or kills in full view, most of them are not pursued. ”

After speaking, Qin Fengyang took a sip of tea and continued to persuade: "After you enter the Qingyang Sect, with Elder Zhang here, you don't have to participate in the sect competition for three years, you must agree to this matter." Even if you can't move forward after three years, it's enough to protect yourself. ”

"Big brother, don't worry, I know this matter in my heart. Qin Ziyang comforted, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

A large number of magic weapons in the "Barbarian Mountain Sutra" need to be guided by the blood of living souls, and he was originally worried that excessive killing would cause a backlash from other righteous sects, but he didn't expect that there would be such a cruel battle among these righteous sects.

If these battles can be used correctly, why worry that the "Barbarian Mountain Sutra" will not be successful!

"Let's go, eighth brother, the condolences are about to begin, you and I, as the inheritors of the Qin Mansion, can't let my father worry anymore. ”

"Yes, big brother!"

After the eldest brother left, under Qing'er's service, Qin Ziyang put on a filial piety dress and went to the main hall.

Because the Qin Mansion is a Xiuzhen family, only he and his eldest brother can truly become the masters of the Qin Mansion, and only the two of them are qualified to welcome these guests.

In the main hall, more than ten golden silk nanmu eight immortal tables are placed in turn, and all the monks who can sit here are cultivators, including the famous loose cultivators, representatives of various shops in Wolong Chengfang City, and even deacons of other sects of Zheng Guo in Wolong City.

These people, like their father Qin Lie, have made it difficult to make progress in their lifelong cultivation, and they have long lost their heart of cultivating the truth, and they only want to live this life in peace and stability.

The guests inside the main hall are only qualified to receive him and his eldest brother.

As for the outside of the main hall, there are some imperial relatives, wealthy businessmen, officials and generals of Zheng Guo, all of whom are receiving other brothers.

After entering the main hall, Qin Ziyang's gaze was attracted by a richly dressed and somewhat chubby person. This person is the shopkeeper of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion in Wolong City, and everyone calls him the money shopkeeper.

"I've seen Qian seniors. Qin Ziyang walked up to the money shopkeeper and greeted him.

"Virtuous nephew mourns. The money shopkeeper replied.

"The fact that the shopkeeper was able to take time out of his busy schedule to attend his brother's funeral really made my Qin Mansion shine. ”

"Alas, I have known Brother Qin for seven or eight years, but I didn't expect that today he would send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and Brother Ling's qualifications far surpassed that of us but he died early, which is really a pity. ”

"Thank you Senior Qian, my father once said that Senior Qian was anxious and righteous, and it was with the assistance of Senior Qian that I have become where I am today. ”

"Haha, virtuous nephew Liao Zan. The shopkeeper usually listened to many flattering words, but he was still a little happy when they came from the mouth of a small child.

"Brother Qin has a son like you, and there is a successor!" The money shopkeeper patted Qin Ziyang's shoulder and waved his hand: "Don't worry, nephew, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me, my money someone's face still has a bit of weight in Zheng Guo." ”

"Thank you Senior Qian, a few days ago, my father and I were attacked by thieves, boy, I luckily killed a thief, and found a few tricky things from his storage bag, I hope Senior Qian can help the kid and make a move as soon as possible. ”

"Tricky things?" The Qian shopkeeper frowned, what good things could a disciple in the Qi cultivation period have, but he still said: "What's it, let my uncle take a look." ”

Qin Ziyang looked at the people around him, took the shopkeeper Qian to the small garden behind the main hall, took out a black lacquer thing about the size of a baby's fist from the storage bag, and handed it to the shopkeeper Qian.

"It's ......"

"Thunder!"