Chapter 48: The Evil Sect's Yuling Palace
Just as he was thinking about it, He Qing, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the study, suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy within the range controlled by his barrier.
He Qing slowly opened his eyes and said to himself expressionlessly: "That's great, I was restless on the first day here." As soon as the words fell, the person disappeared from his place.
At the highest point of the North Peak, a short figure was rushing towards the Tianmu Cave about four or five miles away at an extremely fast speed, moving in the dense fog like a ghost.
Seeing the collapsed entrance of Tianmu Cave right in front of him, suddenly, a white stream of light passed by, entangling the short figure like a snake, making him unable to move forward.
Behind the rocks in the distance, a Yuling Palace disciple secretly gritted his teeth and was about to cast a spell to fight back when he felt a murderous aura approaching from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, he froze in place.
He Qing was already standing quietly behind this disciple, with her hands in her sleeves and looking into the distance expressionlessly. The person in front of her was so oppressed by the aura she released that she could not move, wrapped in a murderous aura. The mellow spiritual energy is like a huge stone weighing on the top of the head, let alone controlling the magic weapon.
After a while, the noise from the Tianmu Cave stopped, and the fight seemed to be over. A moment later, Gu Changnian walked out through the clouds and mist, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and what was dragged on the tail was exactly what he had intended earlier. The short man near Tianmu Cave.
The Yuling Palace disciples looked at the man who was dragged on the ground until his cloak was almost torn, and looked at Gu Changnian bitterly.
Gu Changnian didn't pay attention to this look. He had already sensed He Qing's aura, so he only saluted He Qing: "Master."
"Yes." He Qing responded, restrained his murderous aura, raised his chin slightly towards the disciple of Yuling Palace, and said calmly: "Let's go and listen to what the head of your family has to say."
On the way back, Gu Changnian followed He Qing, quietly watching her back. He thought that even though the master did nothing, he felt a vague sense of peace of mind being protected.
He Qing came all the way to the guest hall. The large guest room where the head of Yuling Palace, Chen Sanyi, lived was brightly lit and the doors and windows were wide open, as if it had been prepared to welcome guests.
He Qing was not polite and stepped in directly, saying hello with a smile on his face: "Master Chen, you haven't rested so late?"
Chen Sanyi was wearing a Taoist robe, with his hair pulled into a bun on top of his head. He was packing various magical instruments. A table with copper bells, glutinous rice, and peach wood swords was set up. His sallow face looked a little brighter under the candlelight. Judging from his sick appearance, he really looked like a middle-aged Taoist priest in an ordinary Taoist temple, without any temperament of a monk.
Seeing He Qing, he stood up to greet him seemingly unexpectedly: "Master He Qing? Why are you here so late?" His attitude was very earnest.
He Qing raised his hand slightly to signal Gu Changnian behind him to bring him in, and said in a casual tone: "Oh, I accidentally discovered a disciple of Daochang Chen while I was walking, so I sent him back."
When Chen San heard this, he showed an apologetic expression: "In this case, I really have to thank Master He Qing."
"It's just a little effort. However," the smile on He Qing's face faded a little, and he looked at Chen Sanyi with a deep look, and said warmly: "I would also like to ask Taoist Chen to inform the disciples of your sect not to come and go at will in my Yaoguang sect. "My north peak is cloudy and foggy, so I don't want to get lost."
Chen Sanyi didn't seem to hear He Qing's warning, and just nodded in agreement: "They have caused trouble to the head of He Qing, Pindao must control them well."
He Qing looked at him for a long time, and the smile on his face gradually deepened: "Thank you, and besides," He Qing said, while using his hands to turn into claws, he sucked the short man who was still bound by Gu Changnian's whisk. Throwing it at his feet, he said slowly: "I respect your sect very much, but I still want to trouble you to try not to scare my disciples while you are in Lingshan."
Chen Sanyi's eyes turned red when he heard what He Qing said. He sighed with emotion: "I have long heard that the head of He Qing has reached the end of the tribulation at a young age. This time I saw it with my own eyes. As expected, he is very magnanimous. I would like to think of the immortals in this world." There are many criticisms of our sect, but only the head of Heqing is willing to say the word 'respect'. I am so poor..."
"It's getting late," He Qing interrupted Chen Sanyi and nodded slightly: "I won't disturb Daoist Chen's rest. I'll take my leave."
Chen Sanyi also hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye: "Please, please."
After bowing to see He Qing and Gu Changnian off, and then standing up straight again, Chen Sanyi no longer had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain.
He asked the disciple who was sent back: "What did you find?" The disciple looked at his magical weapon that fell to the ground, and said angrily: "This disciple was able to guide the spirit to that cave, but he was beaten by the head of the Yaoguang Sect. The chief disciple was stopped and was unable to enter the cave to check."
"I was rash. I didn't expect that an out-of-body disciple of the Yaoguang sect could detect your movements." Chen Sanyi noticed the disciple's gaze and laughed strangely: "This magical weapon of yours is meant to be used as a weapon. If you spy secretly, there’s no need to regret it if it goes wrong.”
"yes."
Chen Sanyi asked again: "Now that you are close to the cave, have you sensed a familiar atmosphere?"
The disciple shook his head in shame: "No, there is no breath at all."
Chen Sanyi pondered for a moment, gathered his outer robe and said, "It's okay, there is another Monster Mountain. Let's take a look at it then."
※
He Qing and Gu Changnian returned to the backyard behind the main hall, silent all the way.
Seeing that He Qing came to Lu Li's door after walking through the corridor and seemed to be about to knock on the door, Gu Changnian finally took the initiative to stop her: "Master."
He Qing was thinking about what Chen Sanyi wanted to do, and was a little startled by this sudden call: "What?"
"..." Gu Changnian had a lot to say. He wanted to thank He Qing for coming to help him, and wanted He Qing to have a good rest. He could handle it, but when these words came to his lips, they turned into: "Master, you can see Come on, what do those people in Yuling Palace want to do?"
Yes, if you ask those words, it seems that you will soon have nothing to say...
He Qing sighed after hearing this, and said with some confusion: "The Yulings they sent are not aggressive, but more like detection. But Tianmu Cave is where my sect has always retreated and overcome tribulations. , and there’s nothing important in it.”
Gu Changnian's heart was beating a little fast. This was the first time in the past six months that Master was willing to talk to him in depth...
Gu Changnian subconsciously seized this opportunity, extended the topic and asked, "Master knows a lot about Yuling Palace?"
He Qing's heart, which had just been relaxed, suddenly tightened——
Good guy, it's too dangerous.
As the head of the Yaoguang Sect, she has never had any contact with Yuling Palace. How could she know the properties of Yuling Palace's magical weapons so well?
Sure enough, too much talk leads to more mistakes.
He Qing turned his back and said, "I've only heard a few things, just guessing. You should rest early." Before he could finish his words, the person had disappeared.
"division……"
Looking at the place where He Qing stood before, Gu Changnian was silent for a long time.
(End of chapter)