The little qi-training girl's cheating was exposed, which made everyone angry and unhappy, and even made the elder guarding the pavilion change his face on the spot.
If such an important and priceless sacred tree is deceived by a little girl who has not made any achievements, then it will be the dereliction of duty of the elders and disciples who guard the pavilion.
With resentment hidden in her eyes, the little girl was escorted out of the Treasure Pavilion and handed over to the sect for interrogation and disposal.
However, in the Treasure Pavilion, An Qingli still held the sacred tree in his hand.
The sacred tree no longer trembled, allowing An Qingli to hold it in his hand.
An elder guarding the pavilion came forward and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Grandmaster Qingli, for seeing through Xiao Xiao, this sacred tree..."
An Qingli suddenly raised his lips and said, "I want this sacred tree."
"Um?"
Elder Shouge thought he had heard something wrong, and the other disciples and elders present also thought they had misunderstood.
Grandmaster Qingli was quite disciplined before, but now he did something totally unruly.
"I want this sacred tree." An Qingli repeated, holding the sacred tree in his hand, trying to put it into his storage bag.
"this……"
Everyone looked at each other, this was really against the rules.
Ji Xiaopeng suddenly stood in front of An Qingli with his hands on his hips. Although he had been cast a forbidden spell, the proud air around him clearly showed that I, Master Qingli, was the master, and she could do whatever she wanted.
An Qingli frowned slightly. This sacred tree couldn't be stored in the storage bag. It was indeed a spiritual thing.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, An Qingli was unable to use the mustard space and could only hold the sacred tree in his hand.
The elder who guarded the pavilion came forward and was extremely confused: "Master Qingli, according to the rules, the treasure of the living being's wisdom needs the treasure to proactively recognize its owner before the contract can be discussed."
Moreover, this treasure of spiritual wisdom cannot be obtained by just any disciple. The sect must verify their identity over and over again before they are eligible to form a contract.
If the identity is wrong, even if the treasure takes the initiative to identify its owner, the sect's belongings will not be left at will.
An Qingli raised his left hand, brushed off the blood from the tiger's mouth on his right hand, held the sacred tree, and said calmly: "What's wrong with it?"
As he spoke, he handed the approval document stamped with the seal of the sect master to the elder who kept the pavilion and said: "Pay attention to the word 'arbitrary' above. I have done meritorious service to the sect, and the sect allows me to do whatever I want in the treasure pavilion."
Take two treasures. Since you can take them at will, including this sacred tree that gave birth to spiritual wisdom."
"this……"
Everyone present looked at each other in confusion. A few disciples were from good backgrounds and knew that the master forged immortal weapons for the sect, but most of the disciples did not know.
The elders who guard the pavilion are also in a dilemma. Although it is written in the approval document, the matter is serious. After all, they are only the people who guard the treasure, not the owner of the treasure. They cannot be such a big master.
As a last resort, the elders guarding the pavilion had to ask the young master to wait while they asked the sect for instructions again.
An Qingli held the sacred tree in his hand and waited with good temper.
Ji Xiaopeng replaced An Qingli to fight against the injustice. Grandmaster's time is so precious, and he has the approval document in hand to get the treasure, and he is just right. He dared to let the grandmaster wait. If he were replaced by Grandmaster Mu Sheng, he would have slapped the ignorant people with a big-eared scraper.
Little Pegasus and Little Huzi were also a little displeased. Their master was mostly thinking about the sect.
Originally, the smelting fire was the private property of the owner. The owner could forge immortal weapons for whomever he wanted, and he could also receive many treasures from heaven and earth as a reward.
However, for the sake of the overall situation, the sect intervened in the forging of the immortal weapon and cut off the owner's wealth. It is reasonable to pay any two treasures in the treasure pavilion.
If it really counts, their owners still suffer the loss.
An Qingli was dressed in a simple and elegant grand master's brocade robe, holding a sacred tree in his hand, and was waiting proudly on the spot. The young disciples present gradually turned from doubtful expressions at the beginning to expressions of admiration.
Such a young and beautiful Grandmaster!
Being talented, dazzling, and having a master is a blessing to the entire sect.
After asking for instructions, the elder who guarded the pavilion was finally relieved. He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Thank you for waiting, Grandmaster. This sacred tree belongs to Grandmaster. There is no objection."
"good!"
Ji Xiaopeng could not speak, but he took the lead and gave a high-five and cheered, and many disciples also cheered. Regardless of whether the sacred tree recognizes its owner or not, only the master can match the sacred tree.
An Qingli raised his lips and nodded slightly, holding the sacred tree and exiting the treasure pavilion. The speed was so fast that it would be in vain for the disciples of Jindan and below to keep up.
When many people saw An Qingli leaving suddenly, they suddenly remembered that this young master was actually in the Nascent Soul stage!
An Qingli held the sacred tree and went to the Grandmaster's Hall at Grandmaster Peak.
A ban was raised outside the palace.
In the empty hall, An Qingli suddenly threw the sacred tree into a ninth-level trapping formation.
But the sacred tree had a spirit. As soon as it came into contact with the trapping formation, it immediately retreated away from the trapping formation's control.
An Qingli frowned, but entered the trap formation on his own. Through the light curtain of the trap array, he suddenly said: "Qin Wuyue, is it your soul that controls the sacred tree? If so, then fall to the ground; if not, then
Hanging."
The sacred tree was hanging in mid-air, standing upright in front of An Qingli, staring closely at An Qingli as if inspecting it.
A few of the little ones became slightly nervous.
There is no record of this sacred tree in the Bianlan Realm. Is it possible that when Qin Wuyue was alive, she did not know what this sacred tree was or its additional uses.
An Qingli waited for a moment, but when the sacred tree did not fall to the ground, he became convinced that the spiritual thing inside the sacred tree was not Qin Wuyue's soul.
Since she is not Qin Wuyue's soul, she no longer has so many worries.
This sacred tree had some evil nature. An Qingli raised his hand, threw the bunch of Buddhist relics out of the trap, and quickly recited the spell to ward off evil.
Suddenly the hall was filled with golden light.
Under the golden light, the sacred tree trembled, and even traces of black energy came out.
Xiao Jintan exclaimed, the evil spirit was hidden so deeply that it didn't notice it at all.
The ice phoenix is also a great terror. Could it be that there is some great evil sealed in the forbidden layer inside the sacred tree?
An Qingli was also trembling. She just tried it casually and got this result.
In the late stage of the Tribulation, the evil energy that ancestor Qi Che and the entire sect were not aware of was actually detected by her using Buddhist relics and the profound Buddhist teachings taught by Xiao Jintan. What kind of luck is this!
However, the matter has come to this, and I have to continue and work hard.
An Qingli was protected by a ninth-level trap formation, and the exorcism spells he chanted in his mouth became faster and faster.
The dark sacred tree overflows with more black energy, lingering around the body.
The sacred tree shrouded in black energy was furious, and suddenly swung down its stick, heading towards An Qingli's head.
An Qingli was protected by a trap formation and escaped this disaster.
Fine lines appeared on the light curtain of the trap formation. An Qingli flashed and went to another part of the trap formation. While chanting spells urgently, his fingers flew around and he quickly played the repairing finger technique.
The sacred tree failed to make a sneak attack, so it tried out the power of the trapped formation, and then suddenly moved towards the mid-air relic with resentment.