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Chapter 158 Arriving at Yunyao Forest
Xia Qinghe smiled helplessly. Ever since she returned to Yan's house, her grandfather almost regarded her as a porcelain doll.

"Grandpa, I'm sure I'm going back to Yunyao Forest." After finishing speaking, seeing Yanyi still disapproving, Xia Qinghe stretched out his hand, and a wave of spiritual power rose from the palm of his hand. For a moment, the surrounding air stagnates.

Yanyi looked at this pure white spiritual power, his old eyes widened. This pure and profound spiritual power, now well-behaved in the palm of his hand, projected a fierce coercion. The feeling of endless life.

Yan Yi only felt that the spiritual power that was flowing smoothly in his meridians suddenly stagnated, and a coercion came, and the spiritual power was running in an extremely obscure manner.

"This is..." Yanyi stretched out his hand, pointing tremblingly at the cloud of spiritual power in Xia Qinghe's hand.

Xia Qinghe turned his eyes, looked at Yanyi, and smiled lightly, "What does my grandfather think?"

Yanyi raised his beard, and his voice was a little uncertain with excitement: "Could it be... the Lingzong?"

Xia Qing and Su Bai put their hands together, the spiritual energy in their palms slowly dissipated, and their tone of voice was as usual, as if they were saying that today's weather is very good.

"Yes, it is the Lingzong."

Yanyi took a deep breath, and the shrewd and sharp old eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

Lingzong!

His granddaughter turned out to be a Lingzong!
Yanyi was speechless, and after a long while, he came back to his senses and asked in a trembling voice: "Really?"

Even though he had already felt the power of Lingzong's spiritual power just now, Yanyi was still a little uncertain at this time. In fact, he noticed his granddaughter's cultivation level from the very beginning, but at that time he couldn't see through it at a glance, so he subconsciously I thought that Qing and her cultivation base were extremely low.

This has led to the fact that no one in Yan's family asked about her cultivation these days. Now, knowing that her cultivation has reached the Spirit Sect, Yan Yi's heart and eyes are full of disbelief.

"Grandpa, there is no doubt that he is the Spirit Sect."

Hearing the firm words in his ear, he nodded with difficulty, reluctantly accepting the fact that his granddaughter is a Lingzong.

Xia Qing and his willow-like eyebrows lightly raised, "Grandpa, do you agree with me going to Yunyao Forest?"

The cold voice softened a bit, with the unique charm of a girl, like a warm wind blowing on the heart, and the words made her body and mind feel smooth, "I agree..." I agree.

The words stopped suddenly, Yanyi looked at Xia Qinghe, his beard curled up, and he pretended to be serious, "Qinghe, are you the girl from the Three Kingdoms Competition?"

The girl in the Three Kingdoms Grand Competition is called Xia Qinghe, and her granddaughter is also called Xia Qinghe, and both of them are Spirit Sects, so there is no such thing as such a coincidence.

Xia Qinghe blinked: "Yes."

The tone was quick and firm, without the slightest hint of guilt from someone who had deceived Yun Yao many times.

Yanyi let out a breath, and the bearded Lao Gao said angrily like an old urchin: "Qinghe girl, why didn't you say such an important thing at that time."

Fortunately, he has been cautious these past few days, and wanted to mention to her several times about finding a master to practice for her, but in the end he stopped talking because he was afraid of hurting the little girl's heart.

It was only today that I found out that whatever cultivation master she was looking for, her cultivation base could almost beat the cultivation master he found for her.

Xia Qinghe saw Yanyi's appearance as an old urchin, his eyes showed a smile, but his face was quite innocent: "Grandpa hasn't asked me these days."

His words froze, looking at Xia Qinghe's playful appearance, he secretly cursed a little bastard.

Xia Qinghe's slender and curled eyelashes trembled, and he smiled, "Grandpa, that happened just now..."

"Humph." Yanyi snorted softly, "We'll talk about that matter later, now you tell the truth, how many things do you still keep from grandpa?"

After finishing speaking, Yanyi sat back on the big chair with a serious look, secretly telling himself in his heart that he should show his grandpa's aura, no matter what Qinghe said, he would be as steady as Mount Tai.

Xia Qinghe had no choice but to expose her cultivation to get her grandfather to agree to her entry into the Yunyao Forest, but now it seems that she has found a lot of "trouble" things for herself.

Feeling helpless, Xia Qinghe still talked about himself one by one.

"Cultivation is at the peak of the ninth rank of the Lingzong."

Yanyi sat back on the big chair, his eyes widened when he heard this, his beard suddenly turned up, his posture as stable as Mount Tai almost failed.

"Having a little understanding of alchemy, he is now a fifth-rank alchemist."

Yanyi's beard twitched more and more.

"I founded Fengyun Auction House when I was a child."

"Um..., is there any more?"

This time, Yanyi didn't make any abnormal movements, he just responded in a seemingly very flat manner, but if he looked closely, he could see that the wrinkles at the corners of Yanyi's eyes were trembling abnormally, and his drooping eyes kept turning.

"...It's gone." Xia Qinghe paused, concealing some things.

Yanyi's tense posture suddenly loosened, his granddaughter was too outstanding, and he was afraid that if he uttered any shocking words, his calm posture would lose his strength.

Then, thinking of something, Yanyi stretched his brows and smiled, "Ahem, girl Qinghe, have you ever told anyone else about these things?"

Xia Qing and Xiu raised their eyebrows slightly, looking at Yanyi with unclear meaning.

Yanyi coughed twice, "It's just..., have you told Aunt Ying and the others about this?"

... Is the old man arrogant and jealous?

Xia Qinghe Qingrun's eyes were filled with smiles, "Well..., this..."

Yanyi's eyes were slightly rounded, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the next words.

"Of course not. I only told my grandfather about these things."

Xia Qinghe's words are true. There are many people who know her identity and cultivation, but they all guessed it secretly. As for Gu Junhua, Xia Qinghe was silent. Junhua didn't need her to say more, he could tell it at a glance .

Hearing the words, Yanyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, the wrinkles on his face deepened, his whole body felt comfortable, he couldn't help but feel a little happy, it turned out that he was the first person to tell Qinghe Yatou.

The grandfather and grandson talked for nearly half an hour, and finally, they said righteously: "Qinghe girl, your cultivation base has reached the peak of the ninth rank of Lingzong, and you will go to Yunyao Forest, but grandpa still Feel relieved, how about grandpa sending two more people to protect you?"

Xia Qinghe shook his head helplessly, and said a few more words, which made Yanyi dispel his thoughts.

After experiencing some "difficult" conversations with grandparents, Xia Qinghe returned to Nanyuan.

As for Yanyi, he strode out of the main hall with a brisk stride, his old eyes narrowed, and his face was full of smiles.

As a result, all the servants of the Yiyonghou's Mansion found that his Lord Hou was in a particularly peaceful mood, and there was a sense of joy all over his body.

*
The sky broke through the night, and the clear blue sky opened, Xia Qinghe quietly left Yunyao Capital.

On the way Xia Qinghe was on his way, Yunyao's capital became more and more agitated. Xia Qinghe and Lone Wolf searched for a long time but found nothing. There is no place to release the great anger.

……

In the anger of the various governments, the Royal Hunting Festival came as scheduled.

The gates of the city were wide open, countless royal guards opened the way, and a luxurious sedan chair with golden carved cloud patterns drove away slowly, followed by several tall horses in front of the sedan chair. The small carriage is much inferior to the golden and luxurious sedan chair in the center.

Horses and chariots, soldiers, sedan chairs, and guards of honor of the royal family are undoubtedly revealed.

*
At this time, Xia Qinghe, who was thousands of miles away, had just arrived at Yunyao Forest.

Perhaps because Yunyao is to the north, most of the plants in Yunyao Forest are extraordinarily tall and straight, with dense crowns and branches about three meters long. When you look up, you can see lush green leaves. It made Yunyao's forest a lot cooler.

It was already summer, and many people came near Yunyao Forest, most of them gathered in a group of more than ten or 20 people. It was very strange for someone like Xia Qinghe who was only accompanied by Lone Wolf and Mo Bei. is rare.

As soon as he entered the Yunyao Forest, Xia Qinghe didn't rush on his way, and found a place to sit down, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but actually observed the passers-by.

There were not many pedestrians, and occasionally some news was revealed, all of which were secretly recorded by Xia Qinghe.

After resting for a while, there was a sound of heavy footsteps head-on, and at the same time, dozens of eyes fell on Xia Qing and Lone Wolf.

Xia Qinghe opened his eyes suddenly, his clear eyes pierced through everything, and fell on dozens of people facing him. The leader was a middle-aged man with a gentle face. Seeing Xia Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, his steps stopped and his face froze slightly. .

Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned a corner and sat down in an open space a few meters away from Xia Qinghe.

This group of people is not big or small, about thirty people, the leader is a middle-aged man with a gentle face and clean clothes, and a man is following him. is ordinary.

The people behind the two of them looked like they were all middle-aged, and they were not badly cultivated. There were several spiritual masters, and other than that, they were all spiritual disciples.

Xia Qinghe's gaze lightly swept over the corners of these people's slightly cruel eyes, his gaze was slightly cold.

"Let's go." Xia Qinghe said, and walked forward. The lone wolf nodded and followed closely.

Not long after the two of them left, a group of people who had sat down and rested immediately got up and followed behind them secretly.

This place is the outskirts of the Yunyao Forest, with little danger, and there are many people coming and going, and you can always meet several teams on the road, so although these people follow Xia Qinghe all the way, it is not surprising.

As the sky gradually darkened, the Forest of Glory Clouds gradually became quiet, and the sound of light footsteps coming from under the feet from time to time was especially clear in the forest of Glory Clouds that became increasingly silent.

At the same time, as Xia Qing and the two gradually deepened, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the side of the road, and they could only meet one or two occasionally.

Xia Qinghe looked into the distance, then stopped: "Just rest here for one night, and go on the road tomorrow."

The lone wolf nodded, and the two took out some dry food from the space. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind them, heavy and complicated, just like the voices of the group of people in the daytime.

Xia Qinghe listened, lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes became colder.

More than thirty people leaned against two big trees and sat down not far from the two of them.

The gentle man in the lead glanced at Xia Qinghe secretly through the night, the corner of his mouth was half drawn, his gentle face looked a bit cruel and ferocious in the dark night.

"Tatatatat—" There was another sound of footsteps not far away.

The gentle man frowned and looked at the source of the sound with a worried expression.

Under the dim moonlight, [-] or [-] figures emerged. The leader was also a middle-aged man with a long beard. There was a scar on his right cheek. The scar was very long and went directly into the man's long beard. .

The group of people looked around and sat down at a place far away from the two parties. Then, someone started a fire, and the bright bonfire instantly illuminated the surroundings.

A gust of night wind blows, and the aroma of food is accompanied by faint human voices.

"Uncle Zhang, why do we continue to walk in tomorrow?"

"Continue." Zhang Dao replied vaguely, chewing food in his mouth.

After finishing the food in his mouth three times, five times and two times, Zhang Dao's rough voice sounded, "Why don't we walk in tomorrow. If we can't find it, forget it. Uncle Zhang will find another way."

"it is good."

Zhang Dao lowered his head and tore off another piece of meat. When he raised his head, Zhang Dao caught a glimpse of the line of gentle men in the distance.

His thick black eyebrows frowned, and he looked at Xia Qing and the two of them again by the bright yellow firelight around them.

"Xiaoyu, go and ask the two people on the opposite side if they would like to come over and watch the night with us."

"Okay." Yang Yu nodded and approached Xia Qinghe.

"Hey." Yang Yu shouted at the two of them.

"What's the matter?" Lone Wolf looked at Yang Yu.Yang Yu scratched his head, "My Uncle Zhang asked if you would like to watch the night with us."

The lone wolf was a little surprised.

Yang Yu smiled embarrassingly. He also felt that Uncle Zhang's question was strange. He was resting here, so why did he call him to come over and watch the night together.

On the side, Xia Qinghe, who was sitting cross-legged, looked at Zhang Dao, his eyes moved slightly, unexpectedly, he was a warm-hearted person.

Xia Qinghe stood up, "Thank you for your kindness, it's good for the two of us to rest here."

Yang Yu nodded, turned around and ran back, and brought the words to Zhang Dao.

Hearing the words, Zhang Dao waved his hand, and silently took a bite of the meat. He had never met him before, so he could only help here.

The surrounding fell into silence again.

The night is deep, the moon is above the treetops, the bright bonfire has dimmed a lot, and everything has fallen into a deep sleep.

When everything was silent, the gentle man opened his eyes, glanced at the people around him, and made a gesture. Then, the team of more than thirty people made a small sound.

A few meters away, the lone wolf leaning against the big tree frowned slightly, and slightly tightened the long sword in his hand.

More than thirty people got up gradually, holding weapons in their hands, staring closely at the two of them one by one, with silent, cruel and happy smiles on their lips.

More than thirty people walked towards the two of them cautiously step by step.

The night wind gradually picked up, and it was cool for no reason.

Four steps, three steps, two steps, one step... The cruel smile on the lips of the leading gentle man grew bigger and bigger.

Xia Qinghe closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep, ignorant of everything around him.

The man raised his hand, and the snow-white blade was cold and sharp. Then, the man's eyes turned hard, and he aimed at Xia Qinghe, and the high-raised knife in his hand fell down.

(End of this chapter)