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Chapter 15 Qing Qu

Lie Teng looked at the room where Qingyi was, and his spiritual sense found that Qingyi was practicing and did not disturb him. He left the courtyard according to Qingyun's memory and had been in this Puppet Sect for more than two years. This was Lie Teng's first time walking out of the courtyard.
Since Qingyun's courtyard is located at the foot of Kuizhen Peak Mountain, there are many courtyards around it. Since there are not many disciples of the Kui Sect and have twelve main peaks, there are less than one thousand disciples in each main peak, so the disciples do not have to crowd together. Lie Teng walked hundreds of meters and saw many disciples sitting cross-legged in the courtyard to practice. Their cultivation has not yet broken through to gather spirits.
After walking for nearly half a quarter of an hour, Lie Teng came to the avenue of Kui Zhen Peak. Looking at a great road like an ancient dragon hovering above the Baizhang Peak, Lie Teng pondered, where did he go to obtain the lower-grade spiritual weapon?
"Oh... the useless man, you are not dead yet? You can't beat him to death. The last time you were beaten like that by Senior Brother Qingfeng, I'm really impressed." Just as Lie Teng was searching for Qingyun's memory, a mocking voice came from behind Lie Teng. Lie Teng's face turned slightly cold. He turned his head and found a young man in blue clothes who looked about twenty years old but gave people a slight look of stingy eyebrows and mice. He was looking at him disdainfully.
Lie Teng frowned slightly from Qingyun's memory. This person was named Qingqu, and he was still in the boy who worked hard to attack the Danhai Gate. This person was extremely powerful, and he said that he was a cousin from Qingfeng far away. He seemed to be afraid that anyone would not know. Qingyun usually was too lazy to pay attention to it. Thinking of this, Lie Teng whispered: "Qingqu, where can I get the low-grade spiritual weapon?"
"Zhuai, your head was not broken by Qingfeng's cousin, haha, you still want to get the low-grade spiritual weapon?" Qing Qu was stunned when he heard what Lie Teng said, and then smiled sarcastically.
Lie Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body quickly walked towards Qingqu. When Qingqu was stunned, he grabbed Qingqu's neck and said coldly: "I'll ask where you are. I'm saying one more word, die!" Lie Teng's spiritual power poured into Qingqu's neck.
"You...you..." Qing Qu's face turned red, his eyes almost glared out, and he looked at Lie Teng in disbelief. He hadn't reached the point where he dared to attack him. He struggled violently, but found that Lie Teng's hands were like steel that made him unable to move. Moreover, the stinging pain became deeper when he didn't move.
"Okay, okay... I said, I said, you let me go." Qingqu didn't even realize what medicine this waste had taken today, but he knew that if he continued like this, he would suffocate to death.
Lie Teng let go of his right hand, Qing Qururuo sat on the ground, looked at Lie Teng in fear, and said, "Bao... Qingyun, have you reached the spiritual gathering stage?"
Lie Teng stared at Qing Qu and shouted coldly: "You are saying one more word."
"At the middle of the mountain of Kui Zhen Peak, you can see it all the way up the avenue." Although Lie Teng did not answer, Qing Qu felt the previous spiritual power and guessed that Lie Teng had reached the gathering of spirits. He trembled inside and said quickly. The spirit gathering period was enough to control the spiritual power freely to kill him.
Lie Teng snorted coldly and walked up the avenue.
Qing Qu was half on the ground, took a deep breath, his eyes first felt painful, then turned to staring at Lie Teng with resentment, clenched his fists, and suddenly a gloomy smile appeared, and he said to himself: "Hmph, what can you do if you reach the Spirit Gathering Stage? Cousin Qingfeng is a master of the second level of Spirit Gathering Stage, so it is easy to kill you. Even if you don't kill you, you will have to lie for a few months."
Lie Teng walked up the avenue quickly and met many disciples along the way. None of them looked at Lie Teng with a look full of mockery. Lie Teng sneered in his heart, and he dared to mock others with their cultivation. Suddenly, Lie Teng stopped and looked at the air. Five young men and women were talking and laughing and flying towards the sky. They were about five feet of flying swords, majestic and extremely chic. Lie Teng's eyes flashed and he said in his heart: "One day, I can fly on the sword, and it's not far away." Lie Teng planned to learn how to fly on the sword after getting the lower-grade spiritual weapon.
"Hey, isn't Senior Sister Qingdian who is secretly in love with you?" A crisp and delicate voice sounded. A woman in yellow looked at Lie Teng below in surprise. When she heard the exclamation of the woman in yellow, the five of them looked at Lie Teng below.
A woman in white glared at the woman in yellow and said, "Don't talk nonsense in Qingyu."
Lie Teng had already reached the point where he could naturally hear it clearly. When he heard the word "Qing Die", Lie Teng raised his head and looked into the air. He wanted to see how well the woman looked like she was, and although she looked up from the angle, the appearance of the woman in white was imprinted into Lie Teng's eyes. With Lie Teng's previous prince, she couldn't help but sigh that Qing Die was qualified to fascinate Qing Yun Mi.
Black hair is tall and squinted, revealing the petite white jade face, the skin that is broken by fingers, the high nose bridge, the delicate red lips, the snow-white clothes and noble temperament, this green dish is like a fairy with fireworks on earth. However, Lie Teng glanced and withdrew his gaze. At that time, Lie Teng's Myandu Liuying had only been intoxicated for a few breaths before reacting, let alone the green dish. Although this green dish is charming, it is less charming than Liuying. The smile of Liuying made the imperial city officials and nobles obsessed with it, which shows its charm.
"Sister Qingdian, look at Qingyun, you can't even look at you anymore. I guess he was afraid of being beaten by Senior Brother Qingfeng." The woman in yellow smiled.
Lie Teng's face froze slightly, and he accelerated his speed and walked upwards. As for what happened before, it was all Qingyun's business. At this time, as long as they didn't provoke him, everything was over. If they provoke him, they would definitely do anything to do! Lie Teng gradually realized that practicing ruthlessly. Although Qingyun was a bit useless, as a senior brother of the same sect, he almost beat him to death, which shows that there was not too much emotion among his disciples.
Qing Di glanced at Lie Teng's figure and withdrew her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief. Qingyun's entanglement really made her feel disgusted. At this time, it would be better for Qingyun not to entangle.
Half an hour later, Lie Teng arrived halfway up the mountain and looked at a tall loft in front of him. Two young men in black sat cross-legged at the door of the attic, and three big words "Zangqi Pavilion" hung high above the attic.
"It should be this place." Lie Teng said in his heart, and walked forward. Feeling Lie Teng's footsteps, the two young men in black opened their eyes and stared at Lie Teng with sharp eyes. The man on the left stared at Lie Teng and shouted: "Qingyun, this place is a master's place, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." Both of them had disdain in their eyes. Qingyun's name was known to the young disciples of the Twelve Peaks of the Puppet Sect.
Lie Teng's eyes cold, he clasped his fists and said, "Two senior brothers, Qingyun's cultivation level has reached the stage of spiritual gathering, come to collect the lower-grade spiritual weapon."
At this time, several young men and women talking and laughing came out of the Tibetan Pavilion, which were the five people in Qing Di. The five people were full of surprise when they saw Lie Teng at the door.
Chapter completed!
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