Lingsheng Sect, Changsheng Hall

The elder was out of breath. This time he reminded the two of them that he had lost a lot of internal strength. He asked Liu San to take Lin Fan away, and then sat there, closing his eyes and resting.

It has to be said that Lin Fan became even heavier after breaking through the realm.

Liu San carefully dragged Lin Fan out, fearing to disturb the elders.

A warning came from inside the room:

"Always remember to practice cultivation. As a cultivator, you should support justice and don't act rashly."

Liu San responded: "Disciple, please obey the teachings!" and walked away.

The tiles on the roof became loose, and faint movement came from the gaps.

It's Leng Qingqiu.

He saw everything that happened in the past few days.

Until Lin Fan and Liu San left the hall, the jealousy in his heart could not dissipate:

"Where did these brats come from? Why should the elders teach them these secrets? I haven't even learned them yet..."

Two fingers kept shaking in front of him. Leng Qingqiu felt that his senior brother was a little neglected.

From the beginning, Leng Qingqiu has always been the disciple that the elder cares about the most. From cultivation to various affairs of the sect, Leng Qingqiu is not only the face of Lingsheng Sect, but also the face of the elder.

"With Qingqiu, this elder is very relieved..."

The elders' increased attention, coupled with the awe of the disciples, made Leng Qingqiu infinitely swollen.

He suddenly discovered that he could gain the love of the elders and the admiration of his fellow disciples without having to cultivate and cultivate diligently, so he began to enjoy the fruits of his labor and live a carefree life as a senior disciple.

However, with the arrival of these two people, the previous situation no longer exists.

Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu's little face turned slightly red.

"What is the secret of immortality? As a knight, I don't care! I am the strongest!"

After that, he slid down the roof softly. The past few days of peeping, lack of oil, salt, and exposure to wind and sun had really made him a little bit too much.

Staggering all the way, he walked back to his palace...

He has been thinking about how to save his lost face.

"How could an elder speak to me like that? It hurts my self-esteem!"

Lingsheng Sect, Kunqing Hall.

There was a person sitting in the hall. It was difficult to see his specific face, but his beautiful thin red lips were curled up in an evil way.

"Senior brother, have you gone to practice in the past few days? Junior brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Leng Qingqiu was very disdainful:

"What does this Senior Brother do have to do with you?"

The face gradually became clearer, and Leng Qingqiu saw this mysterious man.

"Mo Xuan? Why is it you..."

Mo Xuan is an outer disciple. He is usually unknown, but he likes to observe the activities of other disciples. He doesn't know why.

His planting techniques are superb and his skills are amazing, but the elders did not arrange him in the inner gate, but in an extremely inconspicuous position in the outer gate.

Jingjiancao is his masterpiece, and Mo Xuan can be said to be a witness to the battle between Leng Qingqiu and Lin Fan.

Seeing the hesitant Leng Qingqiu, Mo Xuan smiled even more wildly:

"I know that Lin Fan has been very popular recently, and it's very difficult for you, senior brother, to handle..."

He just came back from the elders, how could his mood be so good? Leng Qingqiu didn't want to listen to Mo Xuan's nonsense at all, so he got straight to the point:

"You might as well just say it, if you're just here to make fun of me, you can leave!"

The eldest brother's arrogance really lived up to his reputation. He turned his head away without even looking at him.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xuan spoke:

"How about making a deal?"

Leng Qingqiu turned his back to Mo Xuan, looking very arrogant:

"Do I need to...trade with you?"

Mo Xuan opened his right hand, and the mirror grass slipped out of his sleeve.

call out--

The mirror grass blooms with a blue-green luster, showing a picture:

The scene returns to the spiritual field of Leng Qingqiu more than half a month ago.

At this time, Lin Fan and Liu San worked together, one lured Laifu away, and the other secretly replaced the plants in the field.

Leng Qingqiu turned around. This scene made him very curious. He bent down and carefully looked at everything that happened inside.

When Liu San secretly finished mixing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Pearl Grass, he peed next to the precious medicine.

Hula, hula——

Liu San's expression was very comfortable, and he yelled and cursed at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Pearl Grass:

"Leng Qingqiu! I want you to die!"

Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu clenched his fists, grabbed a chair in the hall and threw it on the ground.

Due to Leng Qingqiu's strong inner strength, the chair quickly turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

Mo Xuan saw Leng Qingqiu's angry look and thought his chance had come.

"Senior brother, in your capacity, it is not difficult to help me enter the inner gate, right?"

Leng Qingqiu was a little confused. In terms of strength, Mo Xuan was already a leader in the outer sect, but why did he ask for help from me?

Mo Xuan smiled and said nothing, and took back the Mirror Supervisor Grass.

"As long as you promise me, I will help you expose their crimes in front of everyone. When the time comes, you will be your senior brother and I will be my inner disciple. This is a very good deal!"

Is there such a good thing? Even if my position is squeezed out a lot by those two people, it is still very easy to recruit a disciple into the inner sect just by turning a deaf ear.

After all, the disciple responsible for registration has to bring water for the senior brother's feet at night.

What status, no need to say more, right?

When Leng Qingqiu thought of this, all the sadness and desolation on his face disappeared. He stretched out his right hand to show his goodwill to Mo Xuan:

"Well, junior brother, happy cooperation!"

Mo Xuan walked out of Kunqing Hall with a smile on his face, without extending his hand.

"Wait for my good news!"

Leng Qingqiu sat on another chair that had not been smashed and began to recall what happened in the previous game:

"Lin Fan was very flattering when he met me and did not respond to my provocations."

"I never saw Liu San in the dining hall during that time..."

This series of events made Leng Qingqiu feel that there were more hidden reasons for his failure in the competition.

He called Laifu into the hall. At this time, Laifu looked a little dazed because of guilt.

He bowed heavily to Leng Qingqiu:

"I'm sorry, senior brother, for embarrassing you."

Looking at the dedicated junior brother in front of him, he felt a little distressed. A trace of kindness surged through his heart. Leng Qingqiu hugged Laifu tightly and asked about his situation:

"What happened on the day you informed me about the situation of the Nine Heavens Black Pearl Grass?"

Laifu was too embarrassed to reveal that he had been fooled, so he shook his head desperately without thinking:

"No...Senior Brother, that day when I saw the Jiutian Xuanzhu grass was about to mature, the first thing I thought about was..."

Leng Qingqiu signaled Laifu to stop and released his embrace. He lowered his voice and threatened Laifu in a very oppressive tone:

"I know everything that happened that day!"

After hearing this sentence, it seems that lying is definitely useless.

Laifu was very frustrated. He lowered his head and explained everything that happened that day.

Hmm...a gray-headed, crazy man.

Leng Qingqiu put his right hand on his chin and thought for a long time.

He suddenly thought of something and guided Laifu to say:

"Have you...ever thought that this person might be Lin Fan?"

Laifu's dull eyes suddenly became firm, and he recalled everything that happened that day.

——The person who provoked him was crazy and used strange tricks. His body shape could be said to be very similar to Lin Fan.
To be continued...