Since the withered old man learned about the underground palace yesterday, the deputy head of the Qingyun faction, the elder and other high-level leaders who knew the true identity of the old man, all came to the old man together to seek a solution from the withered old man.

The high-level leaders of these sects all know that under such a great change in the Qingyun Sect, only this old man can become the person who suppresses the situation.

Others simply don't have the ability to do this.

After a group of high-level leaders of the Qingyun Sect asked to see this old man. The result of everyone's deliberation was to temporarily conceal the news of the underground palace.

When you find a way to deal with it, you will announce it to the sect.

However, for this matter, how should the Qingyun faction deal with it, whether it is this withered old man and the high-ranking members of the sect, they have not thought of any way until now.

In the evening of this evening, the high-level officials, including the only remaining deputy head of the Qingyun Sect, left the small cabin with a sad face after discussing with the old man to no avail.

Now it's midnight, and the old man with a dry face is still thinking about this matter, and he is worried.

"Since this Zuo Yang became the head, although he seems to be hiding something from me, his relationship with Na Guanqiu also makes me feel quite problematic. However, these two people are already extremely rare talents. This Zuo Yang's cultivation qualifications are excellent, although his qualifications are still shallow, but with his martial arts cultivation, it is enough to convince the people of the sect, there will be no problems, and the sect can be cohesive. Although Guan Qiu's cultivation qualifications are not good, he is unmatched in the management of sect affairs. With these two people, it is easy to lead the sect to prosper. Now, it's all lost, hey!"

This withered old man is also worthy of being a person who has watched the Qingyun faction alternate between several heads and has experienced changes in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he is aware of the special relationship between Zuo Yang and Guan Qiu, even without any investigation.

However, this withered old man has long stopped asking about the affairs of the sect, even if he finds that there are a lot of strange things between these two people, as long as the two of them do not affect the safety of the sect, he will not interfere at all.

Now, for the loss of the two, the old man with a dry face feels quite a pity.

Just when the withered old man was thinking about the proper way to deal with this great change, in this small cabin, an unnatural breeze blew through the door.

The withered old man, who was frowning deeply and thinking about things, was stunned for a moment.

He came back from his deep thoughts, and seemed to sense something in the unnatural breeze just now.

The old man's face changed slightly.

"I don't know who it is, visiting the old man's humble place late at night. The withered old man turned around and looked at the door of the cabin.

At the moment when the old man turned around, someone gently pushed open the door of the small cabin not far from this person.

An ordinary-looking young man pushed the door open and entered the hut.

The young man looked at the withered old man in front of the window, and actually smiled at the old man's unkind gaze at him.

This person is naturally Ding Qi.

"It's you. The old man with a dry face, when he saw the person who came in, he thought for a moment, but he recognized Ding Qi at once.

Before Ding Qi entered the underground palace, he had been to the Qingyun Sect once and met with this withered old man. Less than ten days had passed since that meeting, and the old man quickly recognized Ding Qi after seeing him.

Ding Qi saw the withered old man looking at him with a look of surprise on his face, but his face showed a look of doubt: "Hey, looking at this person's reaction, it seems that he doesn't know anything about me." Didn't those people from the Qingyun Sect tell Zuo Yang and Guan Qiu about me as a spy of the Tianquan Sect and tell this old man!"

The reaction of the withered old man now is clearly only the simplest, and he doesn't know why Ding Qi is here with a puzzled attitude. Other than that, there aren't any superfluous reactions in it.

This made Ding Qi feel a little weird.

Actually, as Ding Qi thinks now. This withered old man really didn't know about Ding Qi being regarded as a spy of the Qingyun faction.

This withered old man, even if he is an extremely old sect elder in the Qingyun Sect, he still has to call this person a great master and uncle, his status is extremely high, and he has long been out of the world.

If it weren't for the matter of the underground palace this time, it would be too serious, and it would be necessary for this withered old man to preside over the overall situation in order to stabilize the situation, and those high-level leaders of the Qingyun Sect would not even disturb this person's cultivation.

Ding Qi was regarded as a spy of the Qingyun faction, and the high-level leaders of the Qingyun faction would deal with it on their own, but no one would disturb this old man because of this kind of thing.

Although Ding Qi didn't know why now, the old man didn't know what was going on with him, but this didn't prevent him from doing what he was going to do next.

He looked at the withered old man, and the moonlight reflected on this person, forming extremely subtle ripples that ordinary people could not detect, and smiled again: "In the rumors of the rivers and lakes that Your Excellency has cultivated, it is impossible for anyone to refine the tidal qigong, and it is really not an ordinary mystery. It only took you a month to recover those three palms of mine. Looking at the aura on your body now, it is not weaker at all than it was back then. At your age, it is really not easy to maintain your skills at the peak of your ability all the time, and this should probably be one of the wonders of tidal qigong. ”

Ding Qi looked at the old man with a smile on his face.

When the old man heard Ding Qi's words, he originally saw Ding Qi appear here, although he was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much, but his expression changed suddenly, and his face showed a stunned look.

The old man surnamed Wu stood in place for a long time, staring at Ding Qi deadly, with an extremely vigilant look on his face: "It's you!"

The old man surnamed Wu said exactly the same thing at this time and just now, but the meaning of these two sentences is obviously completely different.

The old man with a dry face finally realized that the person standing in front of him was actually the mysterious person who injured him a year ago.

At the same time, there was a sudden change in him.

The withered old man looked at Ding Qi vigilantly at this time, his limbs gradually stretched, and the bones on his body suddenly came out with a series of crisp sounds. This old man, who originally looked like he was half a head shorter than ordinary people, actually began to swell up suddenly.

This person quickly changed from a thin old man to a strong middle-aged man with a height of eight feet.