The Respect of Wearing Books Comes to the World

The person who came was none other than Li Maoxing, the suzerain of the Nine Xuanzong who had disappeared from the beginning.

Under Yue Qinghe's deliberate arrangement, Jiuxuanzong had already left Piaomei Forest, but at this time, he appeared here, and was still with Wuchenzong's wish.

Yue Qinghe bit his lower lip slightly, even though he had guessed Li Maoxing's face early on, it was always uncomfortable when he faced him...

"Boom", there was a piercing sound, the air pierced through the broken sound, Yue Qinghe held the Xuanming sword in his hand and quickly blocked the attacking sword.

With a sound of "touch", the blade of Xuanming Sword trembled slightly.

Oops! !

Suddenly pulling Gong Qianyan behind him, a murderous sword light flashed across quickly, and suddenly a big hole was broken in the ground.

Yue Qinghe didn't change his face, and slowly blocked Gong Qianyan who wanted to make a move.

Just kidding, although my apprentice is really awakening for the second time, but that cheating magic sword has not yet shown up.

No matter if it is Zhu Yan who is about the same strength as him, let alone Li Maoxing whose strength has reached the early stage of Immortal Venerable!

With his right hand on his back, Yue Qinghe held down Gong Qianyan, faced the monk with a bad face, and said: "The master doesn't know that all the monks will bully a junior like this."

"Hmph! Master Yuefeng respects you as a gentleman, hand over that brat Gong Qianyan!!''

"Damn Gong Qianyan, I want to avenge my nephew!"

Noisy and noisy, endlessly began to clamor for Yue Qinghe to hand over someone.

"Heh~ Why, my master's apprentice doesn't need to decide what you say."

Yue Qinghe's indifferent words blew up the whole cultivator.

"Master..."

"Don't be stupid, you can't beat Li Maoxing, listen, go to the altar later, let's go in."

Yue Qinghe felt Gong Qianyan's slightly stiff hand behind him, and squeezed it maliciously, "Silly apprentice, don't think that I don't know, you have kept things from me, and sooner or later I will settle accounts with you!"

Yue Qinghe felt that his heart was really big enough, and he was able to joke with Gong Qianyan when he was not low in strength, not to mention there were monks of the immortal level present.

Yue Qinghe naturally didn't see that Gong Qianyan behind him was a little unnatural because of his movements, and the tips of his ears were slightly red...

Does Master know something?Know…

"That's enough, everyone, stop arguing. Since you are all present, then the suzerain will give you a reasonable explanation," Li Maoxing stroked his white beard slowly, and said with a smile.

The strength of the immortal level is constantly released, and Yue Qinghe feels a huge pressure on himself, and it is even increasing.

Is this a threat... Yue Qinghe couldn't help frowning.

"Qinghe, the suzerain has heard about Gong Qianyan, don't be childish, you have to be punished for your mistakes."

The monks around were afraid of Li Maoxing's strength and followed suit one after another.

"Punishment?" Yue Qinghe showed a hint of sarcasm,

"With such a big fanfare, let's not say whether it is for those dead monks or not." After a pause, he glanced at the people around him, "It's just a phantom stone, why should you hold on to it like this. "

"Can the things recorded in the Phantom Stone be false? Kunzemen and Nanmingzong have both been murdered." Li Maoxing showed a sad look, "It's all because my subordinates didn't discipline them properly, which caused a catastrophe!"

"This... how could this be Sect Master Li's problem."

"Xiu Xiushi is right, how could it be the suzerain's problem."

Yue Qinghe doesn't care about the hypocrisy and obedience around him, the important thing now is to find a point and ask them to enter the altar as soon as possible.

This point... that is, where is the real entrance to the altar?

In the original book, the younger brother didn't write it clearly, but only described the various difficulties and malice towards the protagonist outside the altar, and then... the various gorgeousness inside the altar.

Only the entrance where the protagonist "accidentally" entered the altar was not specified.

Yue Qinghe felt the malice from his brother.

Xiaojun, brother loves you for so many years, didn’t it mean that he didn’t discuss with you about the cute dress of the anime girl...

When I can go back, I will definitely buy you a bunch of figurines...

go back?

Yue Qinghe's eyes couldn't help dimming. When he went back, his original body was dead... and he was still talking about how to go back.

Looking at the aggressive monk self-deprecatingly, Yue Qinghe suddenly laughed and said:

"It sounds so good, don't think I don't know why you gathered here and forced me to be an apprentice,"

Li Maoxing's eyes turned cold.

"Su Lingguo can't grab my apprentice, and I want that 'excalibur',"

The wind blows the corners of the green and white clothes, and the originally gentle face is alienated. The handsome young man holds a simple but sharp sword, protecting the people behind him, and softly spits out from his pink lips: "You ... shameless."

Li Maoxing suddenly crushed the folding fan in his hand, his smiling face faded away, leaving only a contemptuous and indifferent face.

cold mouth,

"Where is 'Excalibur'?"

"How would I know what I don't have?"

Gong Qianyan behind him gently wrote a few words in Yue Qinghe's palm, reluctantly, but couldn't help touching his slender fingers with thin calluses.

Is it there... From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Long Aoran, who was starting to worry, and Zhu Yan, who had a calm face, but no matter how he looked at it, he had no good intentions.

This real altar probably came from where Long Ao Ran listened to the fake system, otherwise so many people would not have come to encircle and suppress his apprentice, no matter what, this person can no longer be left behind.

"No? The old man sees that you, Yue Qinghe, took it for yourself!"''

The corners of Yue Qinghe's eyes twitched, I think you want to take it for yourself...

"Gong Qianyan is your disciple, how could you not know about the good deeds he has done."''

Hehe, I'm so sorry, he only knows some things.

"Where the hell is 'Excalibur'?!"

Yue Qinghe suddenly thrust the Xuanming sword into the ground, and the ice-blue aura flowed quickly, resisting the sudden white sword light.

Gritting his teeth for support, Yue Qinghe's black eyes remained indifferent.

"If you think so, why don't you ask Wuchenzong~"

"Xiaoyan, go!"

Don't worry about Zhu Yan's and Long Aoran's ugly looks, and Li Maoxing's suspicion.

Yue Qinghe quickly threw down a talisman left over from last time, and before everyone could react, he grabbed Gong Qianyan and entered the altar.

The door that appeared at no time disappeared quickly.

The whole altar is just like before, and it becomes inconspicuous again.

……

"Master, your hand..." Gong Qianyan held Yue Qinghe's hand carefully, the originally clean palm became bloody and bloody.

"It's okay." Yue Qinghe looked away, as if to check the surrounding stone walls, not to look at his right hand that was slowly bleeding.

but thought in my heart,

His right hand was injured by the white sword qi just now, and the sword qi was accompanied by aura of the immortal level, but this injury is not easy, and the preparations made in advance are still effective.

"Master, I'm sorry... I'm too useless."

Seeing that Gong Qianyan entered the self-remorse mode again, Yue Qinghe patted the opponent's head with his intact left hand very skillfully, and smoothed his hair.

"What are you thinking, give medicine to the teacher."

Gong Qianyan hurriedly took out a large amount of wound medicine from the storage ring, and carefully applied the medicine to her master.

The corner of Yue Qinghe's mouth twitched, so many... most of them were not given to Gong Qianyan by him.

"Baby, tell me... what about the ones I gave you?"

Seeing the other party taking the medicine slowly, while blushing slightly because of his problem, Gong Qianyan said happily: "Master gave it to me, Xiaoyan has hidden it!"

"Why hide it..." Although the ones he gave Gong Qianyan were top-notch, they were not so rare.

"Because... like..."

In the latter sentence, the worse the loss, the better Qinghe's ear power, he felt that it was difficult for him to keep up with Gong Qianyan's thinking...

Oh, if you like it, hide it. Speaking of which, the protagonist in the original book likes to collect some organs...

Yue Qinghe: ...

It's not what he thought! !

For some reason, Yue Qinghe remembered that a long time ago, when Gong Qianyan was a child, he always liked to hold a small box. At that time, he thought it was Gong Wan's relic and was reluctant to let it go.

It wasn't until Gong Xiaoyan excitedly shared it with himself one day that he realized that it was not a relic, but the finger of an unknown spirit beast! !

In fact, at that time, he still doubted whether it was a spirit beast...

In the end, I changed the method and taught myself to correct this problem, so it has not been corrected!

Has not changed! !

Yue Qinghe didn't want to know what Gong Qianyan's storage ring looked like at all.

Spicy eyes.

"Ahhhhhh! What's going on! It hurts so much, System! Help... ah!"

The sudden scream broke Yue Qinghe's tired heart. There was a huge phantom stone inlaid on the stone wall of the door, which truly reflected everything outside the door to the inside.

"This is, Long Aoran?" Yue Qinghe raised his eyebrows, the whole face of Long Aoran in the phantom stone was covered with blood, his sharp nails deeply grabbed the skin, desperately trying to tear something.

But in vain, he could only grab more and more, and he couldn't look at his handsome face at all.

"This is...?" Yue Qinghe looked at Gong Qianyan, saying that he didn't believe that his apprentice didn't intervene in this matter.

"Do you like it, Master?" In the rather dim room, Gong Qianyan smiled happily, "Master, this is a small gift from me, do you like it?"

Asked a few questions, like it or not, Yue Qinghe didn't know how to answer.

All he knew was that something was wrong with Gong Qianyan, his apprentice.