Longevity

Song Yuanyuan nodded slightly: "What did Elder Zhuo say?"

"Zhuo Ping?" Zhao Qianjun said with a sneer, "This old Hutu only wanted to invite Leng Feiqiong back. Of course, he wanted to speak well for Leng Feiqiong. He said that she left the Tianhai Sword Sect for the sake of the Tianhai Sword Sect. It's ridiculous!"

Song Yuanyuan asked curiously, "For the Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"Junior Sister, do you also believe in this set of rhetoric?" Zhao Qianjun snorted, "It's just whitewashing!"

Song Yuanyuan hesitated.

Zhao Qianjun glared at her.

Song Yuanyuan smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, I think Elder Zhuo is very honest, he should not lie, he should believe that the facts are like this."

"What does he think it's really useful for?" Zhao Qianjun sneered, "He might have been tricked by Leng Feiqiong. With Leng Feiqiong's methods, it's like playing tricks on Zhuo Ping!"

"Brother, you should clarify one question first," Song Yuanyuan mused, "Is it Leng Feiqiong who wants to come back, or Elder Zhuo and the others who want her to come back?"

Zhao Qianjun shook his head: "There is no need to figure it out, they are all the same, and they will never be allowed to act like this!"

The most hateful thing is these guys, with their heads on both ends, jumping sideways repeatedly. Previously they opposed Leng Feiqiong and supported themselves, and now they support Leng Feiqiong against themselves.

For these people, you have to hit hard.

Song Yuanyuan said: "Senior brother, it's better to be gentle."

"Huairou is useless." Zhao Qianjun said: "They don't know a good heart at all. If I am Huairou, they only think that I am young and easy to bully. They have no awe, no respect for the head!"

This is what he hates the most.

Seeing him like this, Song Yuanyuan secretly sighed.

The tougher you are, the more you show that you are guilty, and you are ruthless, but the elders and disciples look down on you even more.

It's a pity that Senior Brother Zhao was so utilitarian that he lost his heart and tolerance.

"Senior brother, calm down and practice hard." Song Yuanyuan said softly, "Kungfu first overwhelms them, and the majesty will naturally stand up. After all, in the martial arts, martial arts come first."

"...That's true." Zhao Qianjun nodded slowly.

Why is Leng Feiqiong able to overwhelm the entire Tianhai Sword Sect with her daughter? Isn't it because she is a prodigy in sword practice? It is said that it is a genius who emerges once in a thousand years, and has his current status.

If it weren't for her superb swordsmanship, how could she, a woman, sit in the head of the sect, how could she sit firmly in the head of the sect.

His own swordsmanship is still not strong enough, leading to the embarrassing situation today.

When he thought of this, his eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "I have already touched the key to the latest sword formula, and I am about to enter the room and practice this set of sword formulas. , will all kneel before my sword!"

As far as he knew, Leng Feiqiong hadn't mastered this set of sword tactics.

She didn't master it when she was in the Tianhai Sword Sect, and it's even more impossible for her to master it in the palace.

After arriving at the palace, he must have been depressed and lazy all day long, and if he was scolded so severely by the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect, he might not even have the mind to cultivate.

The current Leng Feiqiong was nothing to worry about.

When he thought of this, his eyes lit up, and he felt that even if Leng Feiqiong came back, it would be no big deal, he would just kill her with a single sword, just in time to step on her dead body to stabilize the position of head.

With piercing eyes, he said slowly: "Junior Sister, I'm going back."

"Brother, cultivation is cultivation, but don't be too eager to avoid going crazy." Song Yuanyuan warned.

Seeing his eyes light up, looking impatient, I feel a little inappropriate, too eager for success, this is a big taboo in practice, especially after he has reached his state, he pays more attention to his state of mind.

Zhao Qianjun waved his hand, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, heaving a sigh of relief: "Good tea!"

Immediately, he put down the teacup, jumped up, swept over the wall, and disappeared without a trace.

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In the early morning of the next day, Song Yuanyuan was practicing kung fu, dressed in a white silk attire, the sword light was as clear as a spring, beautiful and heroic.

There was a knock on the courtyard door, Song Yuanyuan kept moving, her sword light remained still, and she raised her voice, "Come in."

A young monk opened the door and came in, saluted together: "Miss Song, there are disciples from the Tianhai Sword Sect outside, please see me."

"Please come in." Song Yuanyuan said.

"Yes." The young monk titheed again and left the courtyard.

Song Yuanyuan's identity is a bit out of date, they only know to respect each other, not to be negligent, and don't restrict and ignore other things, just treat them as if they don't exist.

She has her own abode, lives alone, and lives in seclusion. She only needs to send some meals every day, and she doesn't have to do anything else.

She is also free to come and go.

Song Yuanyuan put away her sword, wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at the young man who hurried in, frowned and said, "Junior Brother Lu?"

Lu Wanshan was Zhao Qianjun's confidant, and he would not leave Zhao Qianjun's side easily. He came over in such a hurry, and with an ugly face, something bad must have happened.

Lu Wanshan stepped forward with cupped fists and lowered his voice: "Senior Sister Song, I have something important to report!"

"About Senior Brother?" Song Yuanyuan asked.

Lu Wanshan's face darkened, and he nodded.

Song Yuanyuan said: "It's okay to be straightforward."

Lu Wanshan glanced around.

He felt that this was Fakong's monastery, and the monks around him were all from Fakong, and it was not appropriate for them to hear his words, otherwise it would inevitably lead to chaos in the Tianhai Sword Sect.

"But it's okay to say." Song Yuanyuan said, "They won't eavesdrop."

"...The head of the sect has lost his temper." Lu Wanshan finally adopted the method of sound transmission into secrets.

Song Yuanyuan's face changed slightly, and she looked straight at him.

Lu Wanshan nodded bitterly.

Song Yuanyuan said softly: "Who knows this news?"

"Apart from the two elders~www.wuxiaspot.com~, there is only you, Senior Sister." Lu Wanshan said: "Now let Senior Sister make up her mind."

He knew that the person Zhao Qianjun trusted the most was Song Yuanyuan, and the person he cared about the most was Song Yuanyuan. Although they were not married, in his opinion they would eventually get married.

When something happened to Zhao Qianjun, Song Yuanyuan was of course the first to make up his mind.

"How is senior brother?" Song Yuanyuan asked, "Is life in danger?"

"Only the cultivation base is abolished, and the meridians are injured." Lu Wanshan once again transmitted the sound into the secret: "It is difficult to restore the cultivation base in a short time, and it needs to be kept secret, otherwise if it is spread..."

At this time, the hearts of the Tianhai Sword Sect are floating and internally unstable, and there is an important moment when the internal thief wants to invite Leng Feiqiong back. Once the news of the sect leader's madness spreads, the situation will be even more difficult.

It is very likely that they will force the head to abdicate and let Leng Feiqiong take over.

They can definitely do this. Some of the elders have a very stern attitude and a stern attitude towards Zhuo Ping. At this time, they know that the leader has gone mad, and they will definitely turn to the other side.

So this news must not be disseminated.

Song Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Senior sister, this is not good." Lu Wanshan said anxiously: "Now I am afraid that someone will spread the news."

"Probably not." Song Yuanyuan said.

Lu Wanshan shook his head: "Elder Jing and Elder Zhu, I think it's a bit confusing."

Song Yuanyuan frowned and said, "Are they the guardians of senior brother's retreat?"

Lu Wanshan nodded: "I can't hide it from them."

"I'll go back and see my brother." Song Yuanyuan said softly.

Lu Wanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the sect leader is going crazy, and the injury is not only not serious but worsening, after Senior Sister Song returns, at least she can persuade the sect master to stabilize the injury and recover as soon as possible.