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Chapter 886 The Private Room of the Nine Sect Leaders

It's hard to comment on the private house of the Ninth Sect Master. What is this paper kite with ordinary paper and ordinary bamboo bones doing?

There was also a broken table with four broken legs, which was cushioned by broken books made of stone and wood. There was even a broken pen holder on the broken table.

Hu Qing was deeply confused: "Ninth Sect Leader, I repaired the tatters."

She said to the Ninth Sect Leader: "You are like a rag collector."

The Ninth Sect Leader rolled his eyes at her: "You don't understand, these all have stories."

Hu Qing turned around and picked a whistle from a natural dead flower tree stand, and blew it. It was really good, but it was still a mute whistle.

Hang back up silently.

Everyone looked at it with their hands behind their backs. It was obvious that they didn't bother to touch these rags with their hands.

The fourth sect leader said: "Lao Jiu, you probably brought these back from fooling around with other women, so you don't dare to let your wife know about them, right?"

The Ninth Sect Master snorted: "Am I afraid of her? I was doing it to give her face."

Okay, everyone knows what a man who talks like this is.

It's not all shabby, there are still a lot of good things. Hu Qing saw a thick-walled glass bottle half filled with a thick fluorescent blue liquid. When it shook, the liquid started to glow with little green and yellow dots.

Surprised: "The legendary peacock tail flame is an indestructible poison. Did the Ninth Clan Chief make this thing for the Sixth Clan Chief to use?"

The sixth clan leader of the six clans is Chang Ming in the image of a peacock.

Immediately, the face of the six clan leaders turned dark, and he looked at the ninth clan leader with a very unkind look.

"Go, go, kids are talking nonsense. This poison is just named after a peacock. It has nothing to do with Changming. It's hard to buy. I bought it when I saw it. If you want it, take it."

Oops, then she was disrespectful. She immediately put the bottle into the space.

The Ninth Sect Master looked at it coldly: "I'm not giving it to you for free. Come up with the antidote and give it to me."

Hu Qing raised his eyebrows: "You really think highly of me."

The Ninth Sect Leader pointed his finger: "Everyone will get it."

Hu Qing finally remembered and slapped his forehead: "Did Master Fan Lao tell me? Alchemist Hu Ran is also here this time. We have to entertain him."

Before Fan Lao had time to say anything, everyone was surprised when he heard this.

Yang Tianxiao: "Have you met him?"

Hu Qing: "Yes, we are brought together by fate. Oh, and there is also the matter of the Yunying clan. This matter needs to be discussed with you, master."

Everyone:"..."

It's safe here, so let's just say it here.

The matter was very simple, just moving. As soon as Hu Qing finished speaking, everyone understood what she meant.

"Do you want the Yunying clan to move to Wuding Realm?"

Hu Qing nodded: "That's what I thought at that time. At that time, I didn't have Wen Ding and Ling Yun. Now there are many choices, and I want to hear everyone's opinions."

When it comes to business matters, Hu Qing unconsciously puts himself on an equal footing with everyone else, and there is a hint of dignity and oppression in his words.

Everyone thought it was normal and even felt that Hu Qing was too modest and restrained. With her status as the Three Emperors, it was appropriate for her to sit while they stood.

Sect leaders are common, but immortal emperors are uncommon. They have never been in the middle of the world.

So what is the pattern of the appearance of the Immortal Emperor's Seal? It's really puzzling.

Yang Tianxiao muttered: "Do you know the details of the Yunying clan?"

Hu Qing shook his head: "Although they live in seclusion and are afraid of outsiders discovering them, they have been able to pass it on to this day, so it is impossible that they have no means of self-protection. Everything Yunyingtai smuggled can bring down Hu Ran, so——"

The Yunying tribe is definitely not simple.

I'm afraid that they might do something bad to the immortals when they come to the Immortal Realm, and if they cooperate with the Demonic Realm again...

Hu is afraid of getting into trouble, but she is even more afraid of causing trouble to others. If she causes a disaster, she will not be able to forgive herself.

So why would Emperor Yin choose someone with her personality?

I can't figure it out.

When it comes to the Immortal Realm, everyone must consider all aspects. Everyone is a decisive person. In a few words, they reached an agreement: "First look at your realm and let the Yunying tribe choose. Stay in the Demonic Realm and move there."

Coming to the Fairyland is another attitude. If you have the means to completely control them, you can place them as you see fit. If they can't be controlled by you, the Fairyland is so big, find some way for them to settle down easily without harming others.

The place is not difficult.”

His attitude toward the Yunying clan in his words was as if they were nothing more than a breathing object. This was a show of goodwill for Hu Qing's sake. The nine sects and nine clans have always regarded the Demon Realm as their enemy. According to tradition, no matter what clan they are,

As long as they are from the Demon Realm, kill them all.

Hu Qing nodded: "That's fine."

She will not favor the Yunying clan, but she can still distinguish between her own family members and outsiders.

Relatively speaking, everyone was more concerned about Hu Ran's visit. They seriously discussed the eighteen ways to retain a top talent. They even agreed to go to the secret library to find ancient elixir books.

Sure enough, everyone believes that people of the same race are more willing to show kindness and respect to their own race.

While they were discussing, Hu Qing walked around with his hands behind his back. The secret room was not very big, more than 300 square meters, and there were many things but not cluttered. They were neatly arranged for easy viewing. This shows that the Ninth Sect Master actually has a delicate temperament.

Hu Qing picked up a dagger decorated with gems and pulled it out. There were several gaps on the blade. He couldn't help but feel itchy and turned around and shouted: "Ninth Sect Leader, can I repair these rags for you? No money."

"Let it go, let it go. What I want is this sense of story. If you cultivate a new one for me, how can I understand life?"

Hu Qing curled her lips, stabbed into the air a few times, and gained some insights into life. She, a serious weapon master, did not gain insights into life from the residual weapon.

Put down the dagger and took off the old wine pot hanging on the wall. It was a flat pot made of multiple metals. The lid was rotating, and a few pieces were broken off the pot body. I gently opened the lid and smelled it. There was nothing there.

The smell of alcohol. Twist it on, unscrew it, and sniff it. Twist it on again, unscrew it, and sniff it again. After nine times, on the tenth time, she smelled a very faint smell of alcohol.

He walked around to the front with the pot in hand: "Ninth Sect Leader, have you ever tried these collections of yours? Are there any treasures in them?"

Of course the Ninth Sect Leader knew what she meant, and casually glanced at the wine bottle in her hand, and said: "The things I bought back are all usable, repaired, mended, and reused. These things here are either not used in the first place."

, or there is no need to repair it. This hip flask is just a hip flask. I have checked everything using various methods."

Hu Qing put the opened wine bottle under his nose: "Smell it."

The Ninth Sect Master was confused and took a deep breath: "It's tasteless. Could this be the Immortal Emperor's Seal?"

Hu Qing was speechless, what good thing could he think of?

Put the mouth of the wine bottle under your nose, inhale, it smells good.

Gai Yang Tianxiao: "Master, please listen."

Yang Tianxiao smelled it, shook his head, and gave the jug to the chief sect master. The chief sect master had smelled it and said it had no taste. Eighteen people smelled it and all said it had no taste.

Hu Qing was surprised. She took the wine bottle and put the lid on it, then unscrewed it. This time, she couldn't smell it either!

Haha, interesting, I don’t believe I’m a phantom smeller!

Twist on, unscrew, smell. Twist on, unscrew, smell.

Everyone looked at her and repeated it many times, and finally she laughed.

"I found the pattern!"


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