Autumn wind and autumn rain are sad (Part 1)

Since Xu Chang'an, Lin Shan and others left Quxia Town, the town has gradually returned to peace.

What happened after that will naturally be handled by Ning Zhiyuan.

He led his disciples to sweep a circle of hundreds of miles in Quxia Town, and eliminated some of the little shrimps from the magic path. At the same time, Jingmen Prefecture also sent people to appease the people, and every household received condolences.

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After Ning Zhiyuan swept around, he returned to the Qinglian Sword Sect directly.

Of course, he returned to the outer sect where he was in Jingmen Prefecture, but went directly to the inner sect.

He left the inner sect for four or five days before returning to the inner sect.

Stepping into the gate, you will see lotus flowers in the pond as soon as you look down. If it is midsummer, the wind will blow, the lotus leaves in the pond will ripple out like blue waves. Now it is late autumn, and the pond is withered and yellow, and occasionally there are a few fish.

The child showed his red back, as if he was afraid of people's attention, so he shook his tail and pierced into the depths of the pool.

When the fish left, its tail slapped the water surface suddenly. A drop of water suddenly flew out of the pond.

At this time, the middle-aged man in a white robe turned his head, stretched out his two fingers of the food and food, and clamped it towards the water droplet.

The water droplets did not break, and a breeze appeared between the two fingers, and a water droplet was quietly flowing on the fingertips.

"My uncle's cultivation has improved again, congratulations."

Ning Zhiyuan walked behind the middle-aged man with the green lotus in his hand.

When Pei Changkong heard this, he bounced his fingers and the water droplet fell into the pool, causing ripples.

He stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at his nephew.

"I haven't seen you these days, where have you been?"

Ning Zhiyuan was most afraid that his uncle would ask about this matter. He was sure that Xu Changan was alive, but this was the news from Lianchi, and he didn't know whether he should tell his uncle.

He had a good relationship with his uncle since he was a child. According to his mother Pei Yingfeng, he had to hold his uncle even when he was a child.

He has always been very knowledgeable about his uncle. Even though he was decadent for more than ten years, he would run to the door of his uncle's room, talk to him about his recent daily life, and occasionally send some good wine.

But he didn't know whether he should say this.

Since returning from Chang'an, he has also checked historical records, learned about the rebellion of the demon clan, and the importance of the demon sealing sword body.

The news from Lianchi gave him a sense of mission and didn't know whether he should say it. Although he was his own uncle and could naturally trust him, Xu Chang'an was related to the fate of the world.

Especially over the years, the descendants of the demon clan have frequently traveled to the world, trying to open a seal for their tribe members.

Responsibility and family affection made it difficult for him to make a decision.

"Why, I can't tell you if I have something to do?" Pei Changkong smiled faintly and asked at his nephew.

"No, something happened in Quxia Town, and it has been solved. However, Lin Yong, a great disciple of Huixi Realm, deceived his superiors and subordinates, and even entered the devil's path. It seems that he cannot participate in the Six Sect Competition."

Pei Changkong looked at his nephew, and Ning Zhiyuan's eyes dodged a little.

"Then you killed it? After all, it cannot ruin my reputation for the Qinglian Sword Sect for thousands of years."

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head, Pei Changkong's eyes were confused, waiting for his next sentence.

"No, but I've sent someone to deal with it."

Pei Changkong nodded, turned around, and looked at the fish swimming freely in the pond.

He looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and grabbed his hand at the pavilion not far away.

There are stone tables and stone chairs in the pavilion, and a pot of wine is placed on it.

The pot of wine naturally fell into Pei Changkong's hand. He suddenly took a sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "Anyway, I can't compete in Huixi Realm, so don't fight."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at his uncle and dared not speak. Since his uncle had said that the six major sects will not compete with Huixi realm, then he will not compete. After all, his uncle is now the leader of the sect.

"Who said that he would not argue?"

A majestic female voice came over from afar.

The woman in the palace dress lifted up her skirt and walked over quickly.

It has been raining recently and the wind is a little rushing. Ning Zhiyuan complained when he saw his mother: "Mother, why are you here? The weather has become cold recently, why don't you add some clothes?"

Pei Yingfeng's concern for her son did not give her a good look. She glanced at her son, and Ning Zhiyuan subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Do you still think your mother-in-law will have a cold?"

She had no good face and her tone was not very good, but her heart felt a little sweet.

"Yes, sister, it's autumn, so take care of yourself."

Pei Yingfeng glanced at her younger brother and son, with anger in her eyes.

"You two, I don't know you yet?"

As he said that, he looked at his son first.

"You little brat, I'll let you go first. When you care about me, I must be hiding something from me!"

When Pei Changkong heard this, he hid the wine pot immediately behind him, stood beside his sister, and nodded and said, "Yes, he must have something to hide from you, so he has to ask carefully."

Ning Zhiyuan looked up at his uncle, and he actually took the blame.

Pei Yingfeng turned her head and looked at Pei Changkong. Pei Changkong's heart tightened and pursed his lips.

"I won't bother with you today, Pei Changkong!"

Ning Zhiyuan was relieved when he heard this. It seemed that his uncle had something to do!

Pei Changkong shuddered and stood in front of his sister like a child who had made a mistake.

"Who said he would not participate in the competition in Huixijing?"

Pei Changkong smiled wryly and said, "Isn't this no one anymore? There is a good one in this generation, and he went astray."

"Be serious?" Pei Yingfeng looked full of suspicion.

"Really!" Pei Changkong nodded heavily, looking extremely sincere.

Pei Yingfeng looked at her younger brother deeply, pondered for a moment, without saying anything.

Pei Changkong looked at his sister carefully.

"Well, I believe you, you didn't give up because of that woman's apprentice participating in the Huixi Realm competition."

When Pei Changkong heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

"However, Elder Li Xinyin sent a message and found that the two disciples of Shushan who had sneaked out had good cultivation and could even use the cultivation level of Huixi realm to block a few moves under her. No matter what method you use,

They tricked them into becoming disciples of my Qinglian Sword Sect and asked them to fight on behalf of our Qinglian Sword Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them trembled all over.

Ning Zhiyuan trembled naturally because he knew that among the Shushan disciples his mother was referring to, Xu Chang'an; while Pei Changkong trembled because of two women.

The most undoable thing in this world is to anger a woman. The more miserable thing than angering a woman is to anger two women.

Moreover, he has no ability to resist in front of these two women.

Looking at Pei Changkong with a bitter face, Pei Yingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Do you really don't want your disciples to knock down that woman's precious apprentice?"

Pei Changkong dared not tell the truth, and said hurriedly, "How is it possible? If the disciples of the sect can take the lead in the Huixi realm of the Six Sects Competition, there will be light on my Qinglian Sword Sect."

"only……"

Pei Yingfeng's brows frowned immediately.

"Just what?"

"It's not very appropriate to just use other people's disciples to worship us and then hit others!"

Pei Changkong complained secretly in his heart. After all, this Shushan is famous for protecting cattle, and in Shushan, the degree of protecting cattle on Qingchi Peak is even more terrifying.

Pei Yingfeng glanced at Pei Changkong, shook her long sleeves and walked away, leaving only one sentence rippling in the wind. "He is going to snatch the head of my Qinglian Sword Sect from Shushan, my Qinglian Sword Sect

What's wrong with stealing a few of his disciples? Is it too much? If you don't trick those disciples into my Qinglian Sword Sect, you Pei Changkong can't even think about it!"

When Pei Changkong heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed: "Hao Le, sister. I will fulfill my mission!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fallen leaf flew over and passed by.

Pei Yingfeng, who had already walked away, was in the attic, looked in the direction of Pei Changkong, and cursed in a low voice: "What a slut. He has a wife and has forgotten his home."

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Pei Changkong was fine, but Ning Zhiyuan's back was filled with cold sweat.

This uncle agreed. Didn’t he really want to go to Xu Changan and the others?

He thought about it and asked carefully: "Uncle, aren't you really going to find those disciples in Shushan? Are you really afraid of my mother?"

When Pei Changkong heard this, his body straightened immediately.

"How could I be afraid? I'm thinking about our Qinglian Sword Sect."

"Then aren't you afraid that my aunt beat you up? When I was in Shushan, I suffered a lot from Senior Chen."
To be continued...