Chapter 47

"!!!"

Thinking of this, Cangsong's already throbbing mood unavoidably deepened at this moment.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Cang Song forced himself to calm down, and at the same time said lightly: "What does it matter to me if you are alone? You told me all these things just because you want to participate in the Qimai Meeting Wu, right?"

"Also ask Master Uncle to complete it." Jiang Yuye said neither arrogant nor humble, cupping his hands.

Although he revealed some things in the open and in the dark, but Cangsong is not comparable to the generation of women like Shuiyue. Naturally, the city's mansion and tolerance are better than Shuiyue. It is impossible for him to be under one person and above ten thousand people.

Looking at Jiang Yuye who was dressed in white to win the snow, Cang Song said with a cold face, "Since you want to participate in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, if I don't allow it, it won't look pretty, so why don't you go to Dazhu Peak, Ask your uncle Tian if he would like to give you a seat."

"..."

Give up the position?
After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Yuye understood Taoist Cangsong's plan. He was just waiting for himself to bear Fatty Tian's anger.

You must know that this time the Qimai Wushu will be the first disciples sent by the major peaks, not to mention that Tongtian Peak can select ten people to participate in the martial arts, and the other six meridians alone can also select nine people to participate in the competition.

Originally, even if Tian Linger was included in the Dazhufeng lineage, there were no more than eight people. Now there is an extra quota, and Taoist Cangsong instructed him to ask for it.

but……

The key is to count the time, and since I have not seen Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu for a long time since I came to Longshou Peak, my heart feels a little dazed.

Could it be that Cangsong has already sent Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu to notify the chiefs of the changes in the Qimai Guild?
After thinking up to this point, Jiang Yuye said again: "Thank you uncle for your guidance, I'm going to Dazhufeng here, but I don't know where Jingyu is at the moment?"

"He has been dispatched by me to report to Dazhufeng. If you can catch up, maybe you can meet him." With neither joy nor sorrow on his face, Taoist Cangsong expressed Jiang Yuye's conjecture.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuye murmured inwardly, "That's true", and then cupped his hands again, as if he was about to leave.

Taoist Cangsong didn't stop him, but when Jiang Yuye was about to leave the reception hall, he said, "Boy, where is the one-armed old man you mentioned earlier?"

"No comment." Without turning around, let alone answering, Jiang Yuye responded slowly: "But if Master Cangsong really has the heart, then let's go secretly to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall if you have time. If the opportunity comes, maybe you can Meet the person you want to see."

Say it.

Jiang Yuye didn't even pay attention to Cangsong who was sitting on the tiger chair and meditating. He walked out of the reception hall and walked down the stone ladder of Longshou Peak.

I don't know how much the old guy Cangsong listened to what I said.

Either way.

Anyway, it would be a blessing if he could correct his evil ways and return to his righteousness. If he could not change, then the day of his rebellion must be the time to settle accounts with him.

Thinking this way, Jiang Yuye poked the Taoist crown with his hand, and said angrily: "Lazy deer come out to Dazhufeng, don't keep sleeping on top of my head."

With a sound of 'baa', the Seven-color Deer reluctantly jumped up from Jiang Yuye's Dao Crown, and then slowly grew in size, raising its head to signal its master to sit on it quickly.

Although happy, but no matter how you look at it, it seems to be complaining, "You obviously have a flying sword, why are you riding me?"

Riding on the back of the seven-color deer, Jiang Yuye patted its head, looked at the newly born young antlers, and said with a smile: "It's not that I want to ride you, but what the master once said, you It’s not that I didn’t hear it, he won’t let me use Ruoxue easily, otherwise I wouldn’t be carrying this sword box.”

Shaking its head, Qiselu naturally understood Jiang Yuye's difficulties. Naturally, it could only reluctantly accept the idea of ​​a means of transportation.

Seven-colored auspicious clouds were set under his feet, and the seven-colored deer dragged Jiang Yuye to quickly ascend to the sky. After looking at the direction of the Big Bamboo Peak, he kicked his four hooves hard, and immediately rushed towards the target location at a fast speed.

but……

Not to mention Jiang Yuye who has already rushed to Dazhu Peak, just Taoist Cangsong who is still in the reception hall of Longshou Peak at this moment, a touch of ecstasy and solemnity finally appeared on the originally calm face at this moment.

"The ancestral hall of the ancestors."

"If you are not dead, Senior Brother Wan, then what's the point of the things I've planned all these years?"

The voice was full of melancholy, and Taoist Cangsong's eyes were full of confusion.

Wan Jianyi, the senior he has admired all his life, has become a victim in the "Qingyun Sect" since that incident happened. Otherwise, Cangsong believes that the position of "Sect Leader" must be Wan Jianyi's.

As for Daoxuan...

Not to mention.

"It seems that I have to go to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall to explore some time."

(End of this chapter)

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