Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

No glory...

right……

suffering……

Everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts when they heard the monk's words.

They know how difficult it is to be a successor.

Let alone a successor from the Central Plains, it is extremely difficult to be a successor to a sect.

Wasn't it because the Mingjiao was falling apart in the first place because there was no successor?

The inheritors of the martial arts in the Central Plains indeed have the supreme honor and right, reputation, and a name that will last forever...

But the price involved is not something ordinary people can afford.

This represents endless responsibility.

"How to avoid, how to retreat..." Yang Xiao sat on the stool with a pale face.

Many times it is not that they are unwilling to retreat or avoid, but that they are afraid that the other party will press forward step by step.

The entire Central Plains is like a game of chess. If you take one step back, the opponent will take a step forward. If you make a wrong move, you may make a wrong move.

"Wait." Monk Peng sat down helplessly.

"If testing doesn't work, then we can only wait."

"According to what the Purple Shirt Dragon King said, there should be a letter from Daxia Song behind him. Let's not move for now, so as not to cause more trouble."

Time passes slowly...

Until late at night, no one received any messages. In the middle of the night, they also sent messages to the Emei Sect and Wudang, but there was no reply.

It wasn't until the next morning that a letter entered the Mingjiao Hall.

During this day and night, the senior officials of the Mingjiao were in the main hall all the time, and no one dared to rest at all. This matter was too big.

As soon as Yang Xiao opened the letter, others started asking.

"How to say?"

"How to do?"

"..."

Facing everyone's inquiries, Yang Xiao directly took the letter in his hand and showed it to everyone.

Four words were clearly written on the letter.

【I will arrange it. 】

Everyone looked at each other with bitterness in their eyes.

They want to help, but it seems that nothing can be done now. This matter may be more complicated than they thought.

"Go and have a rest." Yang Xiao threw the letter into the brazier aside.

The purple-robed Dragon King then spoke: "Yes, go and rest. There are only seven days until the battle between Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Xing in Xiangyang City."

"Once this time passes, we will be busy here."

No one said much. Although everyone was worried about Qin Jiu's problem, there was nothing they could do.

All they can do now is fight the battle at Guangmingding.

……

In Xiangyang City.

In a courtyard, Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan were sitting opposite each other.

The two of them were like old friends, with no intention of hostility at all.

"I've met your great master." Jing Bufan drank a cup of tea, looked at Song Qingshu and said with a smile.

Song Qingshu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He seemed not surprised by the news at all. He looked at Jing Bufan with a half-smile: "Normally, if you don't know the whereabouts of Grand Master, how can you hide?"

"Isn't it?"

"You're really rude." Jing Bufan didn't deny it.

The two of them are now like needles facing each other, neither of them trying to give in. Although they have smiles on their faces, their words are extremely sharp.

"Isn't it appropriate to throw Qin Jiu out now?" Song Qingshu asked casually.

"It's too early."

Hearing this, Jing Bufan was shocked, but despite this, there was no reaction on his face: "Very good."

"You've already let that girl Yin Li come into contact, Qin Jiu should be out too."

"In this great battle in the Central Plains, whether the Yuan Dynasty wins or loses, it will be a good experience for Qin Jiu."

Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan pretending and smiled: "Okay, stop pretending, you know what I mean."

"You are a thousand-year-old fox, so stop pretending to be young."

"Aren't you just asking Qin Jiu to go to Guangmingding because you are afraid of Mongolia's Zhang Wuji?"

"You're afraid that I'll just let Zhang Wuji kill Qin Jiu, right?"

"Yes." Seeing that Song Qingshu had made it clear, Jing Bufan did not deny it.

"Qin Jiu went to Guangmingding because he did need a few people to go to Mongolia, but more importantly, he was afraid of Zhang Wuji."

"Your brother's strength is really terrible."

"If my guess is correct, it should be close to the original four girls of Youlan Zhuya."

Song Qingshu heard the temptation in Jing Bufan's words and smiled: "No."

"Not even close."

"Absolutely top-notch. He hasn't reached our level yet. Don't worry, that guy is still very young and will need a lot of time."

He knew very well that Jing Bufan was afraid of Zhang Wuji.

For the current Yuanshi, the faster Zhang Wuji's strength improves, the better. As long as Zhang Wuji reaches their level, he cannot take action against first-class masters.

That way...Qin Jiu can do a lot of things.

"How about making a deal?" Jing Bufan showed a hint of helplessness on his face after learning about Zhang Wuji.

"Tell me about it." Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan with interest. He knew very well that Jing Bufan came to see him for something today.

"Don't talk about my great master, there's no need."

"Even if the master doesn't come back when I get engaged to Xue'er, I will still find a way to find him."

"At that time, Yuanshi and Zhongyuan were already at war. I could ask Yuanshi for information. I think it's not difficult."

Jing Bufan knew that Song Qingshu was telling the truth, and he was not prepared to use Zhang Zhenren's matter to negotiate.

"The people in the Central Plains hidden in Yuanshi."

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you know what I have done recently and what I want to do."

"Yes, I respect your behavior and admire it." Jing Bufan spoke from the bottom of his heart.

"Although we are enemies, I respect the dead, whether it is Yuanshi or Zhongyuan."

"Everyone is trying to survive and has no choice."

Song Qingshu was not in a hurry to answer Jing Bufan's words, but was thinking about what Jing Bufan was going to do.

This guy has been doing too much lately.

He was completely unprepared for Qin Jiu. If it weren't for Zhang Wuji who kept him in the loop and could kill Qin Jiu at any time, he would have panicked just because Qin Jiu was now among the top masters.

Top-notch poison masters must be guarded against.

And now, Jing Bufan is talking about the people hidden in Yuanshi in Zhongyuan.

"Tell me what you want to do." Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan seriously.

Jing Bufan's deep voice sounded: "You give the list, and I'll give it to you."

"Those who are alive can go back directly."

"If someone gets married and has a family, as long as it doesn't involve the core of Yuanshi, I can let them take them all away."

"If you die, I will do my best to find your bones."

Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan with deep eyes. He knew very well how much pressure Jing Bufan would face by offering such conditions.

Now the situation of Zhongyuan Wulin and Yuanshi Wulin has been basically determined.

Everything ended after the Battle of Guangmingding, and the spies were actually of little use.

Even some people with high status are not important.