Chapter 56 Confrontation
There was silence in the hall.
"Dare I ask the Holy Envoy what's wrong? Based on the reaction of stepping on the immortal stone, there is no doubt that Lingqing is indeed a top-grade immortal bone."
Gu Chunyang's expression did not change, and he walked slowly down the jade steps:
“On that day, many people present saw it with their own eyes.”
"Gu Chunyang, I will give you another chance."
Ling Qi turned around, his originally gentle face changed visibly to the naked eye, and the chill in his eyes seemed to be about to hit Gu Chunyang directly. Penetration:
"Taixu Holy Land has a method of repairing immortal bones. If this child's immortal bones are not of the highest quality after being repaired, you are bullying him, and your Illusion Spirit Sect will be in disaster!"
Hearing this, Song Lingqing's eyes moved slightly, and she could not suppress a trace of expectation.
If the immortal bones can really be repaired, her path to immortality will not be cut off yet.
"The resonance of stepping on the immortal stone that day was when Ling Qing entered the mountain gate. If the special envoy still doesn't believe it, he can repair Ling Qing's immortal bones and verify it himself."
Gu Chunyang's eyes did not dodge at all, and his tone was calm:
"But there is a lie. If you take my head, if you think that my Phantom Spirit Sect is weak and want to use my power to overwhelm others, I have nothing to say. You can defeat my Phantom Spirit Sect today."
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After Gu Chunyang finished speaking, there was a deathly silence in the hall. No breathing could be heard, but the dropping of a needle could be heard.
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of many elders, their bodies were stiff and they did not dare to move at all.
Facing a behemoth like Taixu Holy Land, if you are not careful, the Phantom Sect will become history.
Ling Qi stared at Gu Chunyang for a long time, and after a while he suddenly smiled:
"The ancient sect master was joking."
The coldness in his eyes dissipated and he recovered. He lost his initial warmth: "Taixu Holy Land will not overwhelm others with its power, and I don't want to doubt it. It's just that some things are too coincidental, and it is inevitable to be overly concerned."
After saying this, he turned back to look at Song Lingqing, and spoke slowly Said: "You have nothing to do here. Go back and cultivate yourself."
Ling Qi didn't mention the matter of helping Song Lingqing repair the immortal bones. He turned around and directly changed the subject: "This Ten Thousand Sect Hidden Dragon Competition will only start in ten years. Doesn't the Phantom Sect plan to participate? Let's go now. It’s still too late.”
“The reward for the leader of this competition is a Tongxuan Lingbao. I am jealous of it. Moreover, by participating in the competition, I will have the opportunity to contact outside the territory and meet people. Unlike practitioners of the Immortal Way, this is an extremely rare opportunity."
Hearing this, Gu Chunyang's expression showed a trace of bitterness:
"In this competition, I, the Huanling Sect. I have broken off a high-grade fairy seedling, and I really don’t want to take any more risks. I hope the special envoy will understand.”
“The ancient sect leader cherishes his disciples, I can understand that, but this Qianlong will eventually go to sea, and he will have more experience when he goes out. It’s also good for the future.”
The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the atmosphere in the hall relaxed a lot. Many elders breathed a sigh of relief and slowly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Song Lingqing stood there, looking at Ling Qi, her slightly pale face full of hesitation. She wanted to ask about the method of repairing the immortal bones, but she didn't know how to speak.
This seemed to be her only hope, but it was like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water, just out of reach. For some reason, she felt a little timid for a moment.
Gu Chunyang glanced at her with a soft expression: "Lingqing, you go back first."
Ling Qi turned his back to Song Lingqing, without any reaction, not even a glance. , ignoring her existence.
For a moment, Song Ling was as clear as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
The hope that had just been raised was shattered again. This kind of blow is beyond words.
"Disciple...resign."
Song Lingqing bowed and slowly exited the hall, looking slightly embarrassed.
Ling Qi said slowly: "I have to go to Yeguang Pavilion, so I will stay soon. As for the time to discuss, the ancient sect master is waiting for my news."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"The special envoy will stay."
Gu Chunyang spoke quickly and bowed: "Lingqing, the fairy bone of this child...can you help me think of a solution?" "We'll discuss it later."
Ling Qi didn’t stop, and his figure disappeared into the hall in an instant.
After about a cup of tea, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky, and Ling Qi left and returned.
“Is there anything else the special envoy has to do?” Gu Chunyang looked confused.
Ling Qi smiled and said slowly: "On this trip, Taixu Holy Land has no intention of instructing me to stop the war. I hope that the ancient sect leader will be mentally prepared."
Gu Chunyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded and said: "Of course."
"That's good."
Ling Qi nodded and disappeared into the hall again.
After a while, Gu Chunyang waved his sleeves and brushed through the void, and an illusory light curtain appeared in front of him, in which tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were vaguely drawn.
After staring at the light screen for a long time, Gu Chunyang finally said: "The person is gone."
After the words fell, an invisible light shield rose up, covering the entire hall. An independent space was carved out, isolated from the heaven and earth.
“Sect Master, the risk of your move is too great!”
"If Ling Qi really brings Song Lingqing back to Taixu Holy Land, what should we do?!"
"If we really start a war with Yeguang Pavilion, how should we end it?"
The moment the light shield rose up, the palace exploded. All the elders and the Supreme Being had sad expressions on their faces.
“That’s enough!”
Gu Chunyang shouted sharply and instantly suppressed the restlessness: “That Ling Qi just now was just deceiving me, why are you all so serious? If you don’t hold your breath, even if you can hide it, you will still miss the mark.”
"Sect Master, how did you tell that Ling Qi was deceiving?" the leader of the Penal Hall asked in a deep voice. He was dressed in black robes, had a dark complexion, and a decent appearance. He had been in charge of the Huanling Sect's Penal Hall for more than three hundred years.
"If you can tell the immortal bones by touching them, what's the use of stepping on the immortal stones? Repair the immortal bones?"
Gu Chunyang's expression no longer gentle as before, looking a little cold and stern: "You let Taixu The fake immortal from the Holy Land comes to see if he has this method!"
"Even if there is a way to repair the immortal bone, is he willing to use it on Song Lingqing from the Taixu Holy Land? Tianjiao, there is more than one person in Taixu Holy Land!"
"This Ling Qi is here just to see whether Song Lingqing's dethronement is true or not."
Even if the immortal bones could be repaired, Taixu Holy Land would not be willing to spend the cost.
After repairing it, if it is a high-grade fairy bone, it will be like helping the Phantom Spirit Sect in vain. If it is a middle-grade fairy bone, even if the Fantasy Spirit Sect is destroyed, it may not be able to recover the price paid.
This is a losing business no matter how you calculate it.
"What Ling Qi just said is that Taixu Holy Land will not mediate during this trip. If a war really breaks out..."
A prince frowned slightly and hesitated.
A war between the Immortal Sect is not a child's play, it will involve many people, and in terms of strength at this moment, Yeguang Pavilion is more than a step ahead.
"Then we'll fight! The worst we can do is fight for a hundred or two hundred years, until the Holy Land of Taixu calls it quits."
Gu Chunyang didn't hesitate at all, with a cold look on his face: "It's just a matter of killing more mortals. In a hundred years, we will be able to make up for it.”
Many elders still looked hesitant. Once the war started, more than just mortals would die. Maybe some of them would also die.
(End of this chapter)