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"Master, is it true that Brother Daochuan and I will never see each other again?" Yan Qingcheng looked at the two people's leaving figures and asked Nangong Quan in a low voice.

"Little Qingcheng has just met Na Daochuan and is already so worried about him? Are you attracted to this young man?" Nangong Quan joked while holding Yan Qingcheng.

"That young man is very energetic. If I were a girl, I might also fall in love with him."

"Oh, no, master." Yan Qingcheng said shyly, hiding her face.

"I just feel like I've seen him somewhere before. When I first met him, I felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy." Yan Qingcheng tilted her head and thought, but she couldn't remember where that sense of intimacy came from.

Come.

If you knew why he went up the mountain and why he came to be my disciple, you would know where your so-called intimacy comes from.

Nangong Quan just laughed and did not make a sound. He said silently in his heart.

He who seems unreliable on ordinary days is actually as clear as a mirror. He has long known why Daochuan came and why he came to take a peek at Tiansongya.

Isn't it just to see her? It's just that this silly girl doesn't understand.

Although he was no longer in the palace, he still heard a little bit about the General Sect.

Gu Qingling was the eldest son of the Gu family, so he naturally knew it.

What's more, this Yan Qingcheng has a particularly familiar smell, and there is also the shadow of Gu Qingling.

But he did not worry about this matter. After all, he had already left the imperial city, and all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

What he has to do is to protect the peace of the Tianshan Sect for Mu Yunfei.

But this does not mean that he will obey Mu Yunqi's instructions. Nangong Quan, like the other two elders, wants to know what happened fifteen years ago.

Why did Mu Yunfei die under Yu Ziqing's sword?

This is exactly why they did not interfere with Yu Ziqing's descent from the mountain.

The reason why Mu Yunqi had a deep estrangement from Nangong Quan was because when Yu Ziqing came down from the mountain, he was the only elder in the palace.

If Sikong Yi is in seclusion to attack the Half-Step Taihe Immortal, and the second elder Yin Mingyue is not on the mountain, then he, the only one on the mountain, may really be standing by and watching.

The reason why he didn't stop him was only known to himself.

"Master, since I have arrived at Jindan, I will go back and practice sword practice with my senior brothers first." Yan Qingcheng poked her head forward because she found that Nangong Quan was deep in thought, or that he was acting stupid.

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"Okay, master, let me in. Cultivation depends on oneself. Don't let me down!" Nangong Quan smiled and waved his hand.

"Go ahead and let me sleep for a while. My old back is so old!" He immediately stretched out and hammered his back, as if it was really about to break.

Yan Qingcheng jumped down the mountain, looking very happy. She had already thought about it, and wanted to show off in front of brother Jinyu when he came back!

But she doesn't know that her brother Jinyu is still in Falling Dragon City, and his life or death is uncertain.

Nangong Quan watches off

Yan Qingcheng walked down Tiansong Cliff and let out a long sigh. She didn't know if she was lamenting her past or the death of the Taoist sect leader.

Years have passed, things have changed, and the people he knows are slowly getting older.

But those are not important. What is important is that now he can finally take a good rest.

Nangong Quan did not go back to the pine trees on the cliff, but lay on the grass by the river.

Kunlun Realm is very close to the sky, and the blue sky here is also as clear as water.

He hasn't enjoyed such purity for a long time.

"That's great. It seems that my choice back then was correct." Suddenly he grinned.

"Master, master!" The hurried shouting came from far away.

Nangong Quan lay on the grass blankly, not wanting to respond to him at all.

Damn it, what kind of bastard came to disturb my dream. Nangong Quan cursed in his heart, which was why he didn't want to respond.

It took a lot of effort to send away that annoying little goblin Yan Qingcheng, and he couldn't stand it when another one came.

"Master, master!" But Nangong Quan's pretending to be dead was obviously useless, and his voice still echoed stubbornly in his ears.

He has a strong desire to see people alive and dead and corpses.

"Damn it, who on earth didn't see me resting?" Nangong Quan couldn't help it and sat up from the grass. He happened to see Prince Han not far away and was stunned.

Prince Han was also stunned. He didn't know why Nangong Quan suddenly appeared. There were still some grass clippings hanging on his face, beard and head, making him look quite embarrassed.

"Prince Han?" Nangong Quan didn't react for a moment until he remembered that Prince Han had gone down the mountain to do something.

"Why did you come back so soon? Everything has been investigated?"

"Go back to Master, something big has happened." Prince Han looked anxious.

"Something big has happened, what big thing could it be?" Nangong Quan has not yet taken Prince Han's words into his heart. Even if the sky falls, Nangong Quan will not fall on him first!

So Prince Han sent them to Tiandu City to survey the scene and participate in the auction. They met monsters at the auction and then got lost with Yan Jinyu and the others. Xu Kun died in the four-butterfly dance of the blue bone dish, and Yan Jinyu

They chased Ling Yunfeng to Dragon Falling City and other matters, and told Nangong Quan everything in detail.

Nangong Quan seemed to be hearing a shocking secret, his eyes widening.

"Is what you said true? Is this really related to Rakshasa Hall?"

"Master, what I said is all true. Junior Brother Xu Kun died at the hands of Lan Skeleton from Rakshasa Hall, and Junior Brother Ling Yunfeng was impersonated by Bai Ruoli from Rakshasa Hall to kill Li Fei."

Prince Han kowtowed.

"It seems like this Rakshasa Hall is so bold that even our Tianshan Sect dares to covet it!" Nangong Quan narrowed his old eyes.

"Master, Junior Brother Jin Yu and the others are in danger now. Please think of a solution quickly!" Wang Zihan's voice was still anxious.

Nangong Quan thought for a while, then he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky, and a ray of ice blue light came out from Tiansong Cliff and flew towards Yueqing Palace, Yunqing Palace and Ziqing Palace.

This is the news Nangong Quan sent to them.

"This matter is so serious that we can no longer hide it. I must convene a meeting of elders as soon as possible."

"You come with me." Nangong Quan waved to Prince Han.

Although Prince Han was anxious, he also knew what was right and wrong. It was impossible for Nangong Quan to mobilize Tianqianmen disciples at will, so he needed to discuss it with the person he least wanted to see.

Prince Han took a step forward, and Nangong Quan grabbed his hand. The next second, their shadows disappeared on Tiansong Cliff.

The moment Prince Han blinked, the two of them had already appeared in a magnificent palace. Ziqing Palace, this was the peak of Xuanxian's strength.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as luxurious as the palace of the Great Xia Dynasty. Prince Han rarely comes here. But he at least has the qualifications to enter and exit here. Other outer disciples are not even qualified to enter the house.

Facing due north is a tall wooden chair with a dragon carved on the back. That is Mu Yunqi's seat. There are three long chairs scattered around it in a semicircle.

At this moment, Mu Yunqi was already sitting there, blowing his beard and staring, as if unwilling to obey Nangong Quan's call.

But he knew that if the matter hadn't been so important, Nangong Quan wouldn't have been able to summon them to the meeting in such a hurry. Therefore, as the acting head of the Tianshan Sect, he had to take the lead.

The disciples of Tianqianmen were not qualified to attend this meeting, so at this moment, only Nangong Quan and Mu Yunqi were staring at each other in the huge hall. Prince Han was very embarrassed and lowered his head to the ground.

After a few breaths, Elder Sikong Yi came riding on the wind, walked slowly forward, walked to his seat, and looked at Nangong Quan and his disciples.

"Third Elder, what's the emergency? Why did you call us over for a meeting at noon?" Sikong Yi seemed to be eating, but he came over before finishing the meal, with a grain of rice stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"What, why can't I ask you guys to come over and chat if I have nothing to do?" Nangong Quan rolled his eyes at him and reached out angrily to remind Sikong Yi that there was a grain of rice in the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, it's definitely more important than your meal." But he still added, knowing that now was not the time for joking.

Mu Yunqi did not talk to them, but leaned on the chair. He knew that the relationship between him and Sikong Yi was not that close.

Mu Yunqi even had a doubt in his heart, but he never dared to ask.

That is, if Yu Ziqing returns to the mountain, will the three of them side with Mu Yunqi without hesitation, or will they choose Yu Ziqing?

This is why he is eager to obtain the Tianqing Jue. He needs to rely on strength to intimidate the three elders and truly unify the Tianshan Sect!

"Where is the second elder? Why hasn't she come yet?" Sikong Yi wiped away the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, stretched his neck and looked around.

Apart from the four of them, there was no trace of Yin Mingyue.

"Maybe something has delayed me, let's wait a little longer!" Mu Yunqi closed his eyes and clapped his hands leisurely. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

In Yueqing Palace, Yin Mingyue likes to lock herself in the small pavilion at the top of Yueqing Palace when she has nothing to do.

In the building, I was tinkering with the wine I brewed.

She likes to make wine and drink wine.

The disciples of Yue Qing Palace all know this, and they often see their master, who is as beautiful as a fairy, stumbling around in Yue Qing Palace, so drunk that he doesn't even recognize his own disciples.

This is probably the reason why Mu Yunqi is angry. He often blames Mu Yunfei for what kind of elders he was looking for back then.

The drunken and the drunken, the crooked and the crooked, there are really all kinds of weird things, but they don't have the slightest trace of elder demeanor.

If it weren't for the fact that they were all the top talents of the Tianshan Sect, Mu Yunqi would have wished to expel them all from the Tianshan Sect.

"At night when it rains and the wind blows, the moon falls outside the window, and the lone lamp shines on every year."

Yin Mingyue was sitting in a room full of wine jars. In front of her was a huge wine vat filled with fragrant wine. If Li Zongsheng were here and saw such a large vat of wine, he would be extremely happy.

Yin Mingyue didn't use a bowl. She leaned forward and put her red lips on the edge of the tank, sucking on it.

If Li Zongsheng saw someone drinking like this, he would probably want to kneel down and call her master.

The two of them may really be like a master and disciple.

This is exactly why in Nangong Quan's eyes, Yin Mingyue is not considered a woman at all.

The degree of dilution of alcohol among immortal cultivators is higher than that of ordinary people, so Yin Mingyue can indeed be said to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but what if it is a vat?

"Who wants to know when the flowers have fallen and the flowers have bloomed? Pick the peach blossoms and exchange them for wine money. When wine comes, the fairy will be stained with flowers on her clothes, but she will not laugh at the green lotus stranger." Yin Mingyue took a sip of wine and stared at the sparkling water in trance.

There was only one light on on the top floor, and the dim oil lamp hanging in mid-air could not light up the room at all. But Yin Mingyue had no intention of lighting up the room at all. Only in this way could she hide her innermost feelings.

of loneliness.

"I already know how to brew the wine you taught me, but I can only repeat the poems you taught me to recite over and over again." Yin Mingyue smiled slowly, and she put half of her head on the wine vat.
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