She was wearing a light blue dress, with a jade hairpin tying up her waterfall-like long hair. She had willow eyebrows and red lips, and a face like a jade plate.
Arriving at the main hall, Liu Lingran saluted the elders one by one, then glanced around the hall, recognizing many senior officials of Piaomiao Palace, and finally focused on Chen Qingyuan: "Uncle Junior, what do you want to call Lingran?
"
"This group of people from Piaomiao Palace came here specially to apologize to you in person."
When Chen Qingyuan said this, he glanced at Changsun Fengye with profound meaning.
Without the promotion of Changsun Fengye, Piaomiao Palace would never be like this.
"The matter has passed. There is no need for this to happen in Piaomiao Palace."
Facing all the powerful men, Liu Lingran said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Although Elder Chen stood up for Miss Liu, the mistake was made by Piaomiao Palace, so I must apologize in person." After saying that, Yi Qianran put down the dignity of the sect leader, bowed to Liu Lingran, and expressed her apology: "I am here.
As the master of Piaomiao Palace, I cannot absolve myself of the blame, so please forgive me Miss Liu."
"this......"
Liu Lingran was a little at a loss and gave Chen Qingyuan a look of help.
"Girl, if you don't forgive me, it will be difficult for this matter to come to an end."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Senior's words are serious." Liu Lingran took a deep breath and returned the greeting: "This junior has accepted the apology from Piaomiao Palace. The misunderstanding has been resolved and there will be no old grudges."
"Thank you, girl."
Yi Qianran smiled slightly, then turned to look at Changsun Fengye, as if to say: Brat, please give your beloved face as a teacher!
When she came, Yi Qianran also apologized to her apprentice, saying that she had not taken care of his feelings. Of course, there was an element of severe persecution from the old Holy Master.
At that time, Yi Qianran complained: "It's rare to hear a master bow his head to his disciple and admit his mistakes, alas!"
The old Holy Lord replied: "If you have the ability to inherit the ambition of your ancestors, I can also bow to you. The key is, do you have the qualifications?"
Yi Qianran: "..."
You're always right, why don't I bow my head and apologize?
Then, there was a scene of senior officials from Piaomiao Palace coming to Qingzong to apologize.
"The elder who hurt Miss Liu that day has been severely punished. If the girl feels that it is not enough, Piao Miao Palace can hand him over to the girl for disposal."
In the face of the interests of the sect, the life or death of an elder is not important at all. Even the leader of a sect must bow his head.
There is no way, this is the request of Changsun Fengye, please try your best to satisfy it.
It's not that Piaomiao Palace doesn't protect its own people, but that the elder relies on his elder, the Supreme Elder, who has never suffered a loss since he was a child, and is used to being arrogant and acting on his own.
This time the old Holy Lord was personally in charge, and the Supreme Elder also received a slap, not to mention an inner sect elder.
"Piaomiao Palace is sincere, no need."
Liu Lingran had long since let go.
"The girl has a kind heart."
Yi Qianran praised him.
Liu Lingran bowed to Yi Qianran again, then turned to look at Lin Changsheng: "Sect Master, do you have anything else to tell your disciples?"
"No, please step back first!"
Lin Changsheng gestured.
"yes."
Liu Lingran didn't like this situation very much and walked straight out the door.
Before leaving, Liu Lingran and Changsun Fengye looked at each other. She saw Changsun Fengye's clear eyes and long black hair, and knew that he had returned to normal.
Their eyes met, and they smiled slightly.
Liu Lingran was not stupid. He knew that the actions of Piaomiao Palace must be the work of Changsun Fengye, and he was deeply touched.
However, I was moved, but I haven't developed any special feelings yet. There might have been in the past, but it was ruined by the intervention of the Piaomiao Palace. What will happen in the future depends on Changsun Fengye's ability.
The atmosphere in the hall gradually eased, and the two high-level officials chatted and complimented each other.
"Qingzong is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the situation is worrying."
The old Holy Lord mentioned business matters.
"Yes." Anyone with a discerning eye can see it, and Lin Changsheng did not deny it: "If Piaomiao Palace doesn't want to be involved, it would be better to leave as soon as possible."
"I am more adventurous and would like to help Qing Zong."
After the old Holy Master came out of seclusion, he spent a few days figuring out the important events of the past few years. After thinking for a long time, he came up with a plan.
Since the eldest grandson Fengye and Chen Qingyuan are close friends, Chen Qingyuan himself has unparalleled talent. If he can protect his growth, he will surely form a good relationship with Miao Miao Palace.
This is a big gamble, and it's easy to get yourself into it. However, if you win the gamble, the rewards will be considerable.
"Senior, what do you mean by this sentence?"
Lin Changsheng narrowed his eyes.
"There are many people in Piaomiao Palace, so we can't risk everything. However, if Qingzong doesn't dislike it, I am willing to stay in Qingzong as a guest."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear. The old Holy Lord gambled his own life to seek a good fortune for the Piaomiao Palace.
If the bet wins, everyone will be happy. If the bet fails, the old Holy Lord will most likely lose his life, and it will not have much impact on the foundation of the Piaomiao Palace.
It can be said that there are not many people as courageous as the old Holy Lord.
The great pessimist looked forward and backward, and the opportunity that his ancestor asked for before his death was wasted. A few years later, the senior leaders of the great pessimist will definitely regret it and want to settle the old grudges with the Qingzong and form a good relationship.
That's impossible.
"Senior, is this a joke?"
Lin Changsheng was not too happy, there was a hint of caution in his eyes.
"I'm serious." The old Holy Lord said seriously: "To be honest, the situation of Qingzong is indeed very bad. Even with the help of many forces, it is difficult to see hope. However, I don't believe in this evil, and I am willing to place a bet and spend all my money.
I will use my personal efforts to help Qingzong overcome the crisis and regain its prosperity."
"If you lose the bet, you will lose your life."
Lin Changsheng explained the seriousness of the matter.
"It's just a life, it doesn't matter."
The old Holy Master said something and then murmured in his heart: "If old man Dugu hadn't been merciful back then, my life would have been lost long ago."
"Senior, if you sincerely become friends with Qingzong, Qingzong will be grateful."
At the moment, the Qing Sect is in great need of allies like the Old Holy Master, and Lin Changsheng expressed his gratitude.
The sect has ancestral prohibitions and eminent Buddhist monks, so there is no need to worry too much.
In this way, the old Holy Master stayed in the Qing Sect as a guest, and was treated by special inner disciples and treated very well.
Everyone in the Piaomiao Palace took the warship and embarked on the return journey.
The eldest grandson Fengye was also on the warship.
Although he didn't want to leave very much, he had made an agreement with the old Holy Master and he must be obedient.
"My child, you are still too weak now. When you grow up, you can protect the people you care about."
The words of the old Holy Master have been echoing in the ears of Changsun Fengye.
The warship moved away and disappeared into the horizon.
More than two months later, many monks rushed to Qingzong, but the visitors were not good-natured.
"The time has come, please give me a response from Buddhism."
It seems to be aimed at Buddhism, but in fact it is aimed at Qingzong.