The master who wears books is below

After the discussion in Jiangling was over, the various sects and aristocratic families had already started to return home one after another.

When Liu Yihan and the others left, it was Qin Zhizhu who came to see them off.

The flying boats on the square had already parked there, and the disciples went up one after another.

Bending over, Qin Zhizhu bowed to Liu Yihan and the others in front of him and said, "My father is still busy with the collapse of the secret realm, so he specially asked the younger generation to come over and send the senior back to the clan." His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Thank you"

As soon as Liu Yihan finished speaking, Chu Nanqiao jumped to Qin Zhizhu's side, held her arm and helped her up, with a teasing smile all over her face, and said in an unscrupulous manner, "Little beauty, will you miss me when I go back?" Ah? When will you come to play with me?"

Frowning slightly, Qin Zhizhu was interrupted by Luo Changsheng in front before he could speak;

"You little bastard is still here, are you asking for a beating?"

Feeling that her master was hovering on the verge of anger, Chu Nanqiao turned her head knowingly, and waited for the interval between a few people to board the boat, turned her head, and said meanly in the direction of Qin Zhizhu, "Little beauty, you must come to find me!" I play"

In return, he was indeed slapped mercilessly on the head.

Looking at their backs going away, Qin Zhizhu didn't speak, and with his arms vertical, he saw that the place where Chu Nanqiao grabbed just now was trembling slightly, and then, blood flowed from the cuff again.

Seeing the attendant behind him, he hurriedly shouted "Young Master"

"Nothing, let's go back"

At this time, in a dark room surrounded by memorial tablets, a man was sitting on it. The man was hidden in a corner, and his face could not be seen clearly. The one kneeling in front of the man was Qin Zhizhu, under the faint candlelight. Looking at her face, she trembled slightly, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, she seemed to be afraid of this man, but she was powerless to resist.

The man's hoarse voice sounded, "Sent away?"

"Yes"

As soon as the words fell, the man pulled out a long whip from his waist. The whip was long and thin, and it was covered with black barbs, making it look particularly terrifying.

At this time, Qin Zhizhu, who was kneeling below, was shaking even more violently, and cold sweat was dripping down drop by drop.

"Snapped"

The sound of the whip whipping sounded, and I saw the man holding the whip and greeting Qin Zhizhu again and again. The barbs on the whip were hooked with flesh and blood. After a while, the whole whip was soaked in blood.

Only then did the man put away his whip, and at this time Qin Zhizhu had already fallen on the ground, unconscious, the man stepped over her and said:

"Useless things"

It was very quiet on the flying boat, it seemed that it was because of Liu Yihan's presence, the disciples were all meditating and practicing in their respective rooms, it was very quiet without making any sound.

At this time, there were two people in Chu Ziqing's room. Liu Yihan was sitting on the stool beside the bed, with his eyes closed, not speaking.

Standing beside him was Chu Ziqing, who was neither standing nor sitting, as if he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Master, I"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted;

"Be quiet, sit down, concentrate, and stabilize the realm"

Chu Ziqing swallowed back what he hadn't said yet, and sat on the bed obediently to consolidate his cultivation.

The room was very quiet, and when Chu Ziqing started to practice with his eyes closed, Liu Yihan turned around and looked at her.

From the moment he learned of Chu Ziqing's accident, he suddenly felt a surge of panic. He was afraid that he could not fake it. Liu Yihan had never regretted anything in his life, but at the moment when the jade pendant was broken, regret filled his whole body, and his mind was overwhelmed. It rang again and again, she just built a foundation, how can you rest assured that she can experience outside alone.

When she stood in the secret realm and couldn't get in, she was at a loss for what to do with the huge sense of powerlessness. She wished she could destroy the secret realm immediately and pick up her little apprentice, but reason stopped her.

She stood at the entrance for a day, and the noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She didn't remember how many people saluted her, and she didn't remember and didn't care. ..."

Fortunately, if there is no such thing, she came out safely, and her cultivation base has broken through a level, with an invisible spirit beast beside her, as well as the bracelet on her hand.

Her high-hanging heart was finally let go, and her regret slowly returned to joy. She had a lot to say, but all she could say was "The jade pendant I gave you is broken."

In fact, she wanted to say that she was worried about her, and she didn't know how it would change from her mouth.

"Qing'er, Qing'er" Liu Yihan murmured, looking at Chu Ziqing's face, she seemed to feel a little sweetness in her heart.

Watching and watching, suddenly a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Liu Yihan's mouth, she felt the restless aura in her body, closed her eyes, and silently recited the mantra of pure heart.

And Chu Ziqing was naturally completely ignorant of what was happening now.

When he opened his eyes again, Master was still sitting on the chair beside the bed, and Feizhou had just arrived at Guiyizong.

"Let's go" Seeing Chu Ziqing open his eyes, Liu Yihan got up and led Chu Ziqing off the flying boat.

There were already many disciples standing outside, and the leader was Elder Wenzhi Liwen from the Discipline Academy.

"Meet the Immortal"

When the disciples standing outside saw Liu Yihan coming out, they held their swords and saluted.

Liu Yihan nodded at them, and was about to take Chu Ziqing back to Jueqing Peak, but before he had taken two steps, he was stopped by Wen Zhili.

"Wait"

Liu Yihan turned his head, his eyes were cold, he looked at Wen Zhili, and didn't speak.

Straightening his body, Wen Zhili was not afraid, and then he said, "I don't know something. Among the disciples who have experienced this time, there is one whose soul lamp died in the Hall of Longevity, so all the disciples who come back must go to my Discipline Academy." , accept inquiries"

Seeing that Liu Yihan was silent, Wen Zhili went on to say, "If the Immortal Venerable is worried, you can go together, and this is also my duty."

"Let's go." Chu Ziqing pulled Liu Yihan's sleeve, as if he didn't want to get too entangled with Wen Zhili.

In this way, the group went to the precepts academy.

Wen Zhili stood above, Liu Yihan and Luo Changsheng stood on the left.

"Come up, please." As soon as the words fell, a handyman disciple in gray clothes came outside. The disciple was holding a tray in his hand, and on top of the tray was a long lamp that had been extinguished.

"system, system"

As soon as the lamp was delivered, Lu Mingyang's voice calling for the system sounded in Chu Ziqing's head, with a somewhat anxious tone.

Chu Ziqing went to the side, only to see Lu Mingyang trembling slightly, as if he was worried about something.

After a while, Chu Ziqing's mind started to hear that mechanical voice again.

"The system has been upgraded, and more functions have been released one after another. Welcome to experience the host."

Hearing the system's voice, Lu Mingyang looked very excited and asked quickly;

"Won't anyone find out?"

"Host rest assured"

Every disciple of Guiyi Sect's Soul Lamp in the Hall of Eternal Life has one. Each lamp is lit with a disciple's apex blood. When a person dies, the lamp goes out. At the moment when the lamp goes out, it will automatically record the disciple's death. moment.

Wen Zhili shot a burst of spiritual energy into the long lamp, and saw the long lamp slowly dissipate in the air, and then a silent picture began to appear in the space again.

I saw Wen Jingyu squatting by a river. He seemed to have heard something, stood up, and walked back. Suddenly, a pool of blood gushed out from his heart. Before he could react, he Lying on the ground, breathless, the picture dissipated.

Seeing this, Lu Mingyang felt relieved.

"Good for you"

"Don't worry about the host, the product produced by the system must be a high-quality product"

Listening to the conversation in his mind, Chu Ziqing naturally understood that Wen Jingyu's death seemed to have something to do with Lu Mingyang, but he had nothing to do with it, and no one would believe it when he said it. .

"Gone?"

The disciples present wondered who had such a great ability to escape the tracking of the soul lamp.

At this time, Wen Zhili, who had watched the whole picture, was in a hurry, who was against him, but it was his Wen family who died, so he was slapping him in the face.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Liu Yihan led Chu Ziqing away, while Luo Changsheng and Chu Nanqiao naturally followed.

"Congratulations to the Immortal Venerable"

As for how to deal with the rest of the matter, it was naturally Wen Zhili's concern.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1319:03:17~2020-08-1418:20:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 lucky wish;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of gua gua; 4 bottles of qi;

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