Inside the Tianzong sect, in front of a main hall, Qingle knelt down in the middle.
Chisong closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands behind his back, and his chest heaved violently, "You, you, you~"
Master Bei Mingzi never liked to interfere in affairs, but this time he actually came to ask about Qing Le in person. Qing Le told the fact that his strength was promoted by Kunwuzi and entered Dacheng.
As a master, Chisong couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he learned that his disciple did not achieve greatness through cultivation on his own, but received help from outside forces.
Also, during the sword discussion, Qing Le's behavior should also be dealt with. After all, both Tianren and Tianzong were present at that time. If this kind of thing was revealed on the spot, Tianzong would be embarrassed to see anyone from now on. But now, the family scandal is not exposed to the public.
, it’s time to settle things at home.
"Now that you have achieved great success, you can definitely defeat Qing Zang in an upright manner. Why, why did you use that method to pretend to be a manslaughter?"
Qing Le stood up slowly, looked at Shi Brick with his eyes, and said with some grievance: "Master, all disciples are thinking about the sect. Ever since the human sect's poor uncle stepped into the realm of heaven and man through Lu Yan's remarks, he has been
From the beginning, Uncle Chuanxu believed Lu Yan wholeheartedly.
Our Tianzong is the orthodox Taoist school. When the faith of the Renzong collapses, it is time for us to rein in the precipice, realize our own fallacy, and return to the true path.
Now in the eyes of all the brothers, the disciple kept his hand in the sword debate out of consideration for his fellow disciples, but suffered a backhand blow from Qing Zhang that threatened his life, which led to a mistake and a manslaughter. However, the Renzong was so fussy about this and didn't know the reason.
The disciple won a sword debate, removed an obstacle, left the sect speechless, and united the hearts of the sect brothers, all of this~"
"Haa~"
Before Qing Le could finish speaking, Chisong was furious, his white eyebrows flew backwards, he shouted loudly, and the internal energy that had been severely consumed in the duel with Chuanxu spurted out.
"Ah~" Qing Le screamed and was blown away, her body rolling on the ground for more than ten times.
He awkwardly moved to his feet, continued to kneel on the ground, and grabbed the ground with his head, "Well, Master, I really think everything is for the sect."
"You can say that you are unscrupulous and despicable. You are really my disciple Qing Le! Ah~"
Chisong was so angry that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. He staggered forward and it was clear that he had hurt himself.
"You, how did you become like this? When did my teacher teach you this!"
Chisong clutched his chest and walked towards Qingle one step at a time. In the terrifying showdown with Chuanxu, he only suffered from serious internal energy loss, but did not suffer any internal injuries at this time.
"Master, Master, my Taoist school has been divided for too long. I just want to help Master fulfill his wish. As long as I can help Master, as long as the two sects can be unified, no matter what it is, I am willing to do it. Master
~"
Qing Le's forehead hit the stone bricks continuously, and the bone and head collided with a dull sound. One after another, the gray stone bricks gradually turned red.
Living in Tianzong for half his life, Qing Le knew that his master's lifelong wish was to unify Taoism, but he had not been able to help his master at all.
In the past ten years, I have had two sword debates, and I have been burdened with the expectations of my master, but I have lost twice to my opponent. This third time, I must not lose. Not only can I not lose, but I must make up for the previous failure.
The scene that Chisong saw with his eyes was a little blurry, and his outstretched hand hovered in the air and trembled, "You, you, you!"
How could it become like this? How could his disciple become like this?
Disbelief, self-blame, remorse, remorse. Those who look at others are in control of themselves.
Chisong never thought that his disciple would go crazy because he wanted to help him realize his wish.
"Uh huh~" Unable to suppress the blood in his mouth, he felt his eyes getting blurry. He raised his hands to hold his head and forced himself to walk to Qing Le.
"Qing Le, I am my teacher——"
Before he finished speaking, Qingxu suddenly barged in, "Master, Lu Yan is asking for an audience outside the sect."
"Lu Yan, Lu Yan, let him~" Hearing this name, Chi Song's mind was in turmoil again, his feet softened, and his body fell down.
"Master!" Upon seeing this, Qingxu hurriedly appeared to support the person, holding his pulse with one hand and frowning, "Well, the internal injuries are heavy, how could it be? Master and Uncle Chuanxu were discussing swords, and he should not have been so seriously injured.
The injury is right."
Qing Le got up from the ground, holding his bloody forehead, and hurriedly approached, "Brother Qingxu, how is the master?"
"The internal injuries are serious and require rest and healing. Qingle, you take Master there and I will reject Lu Yan."
"Yes, senior brother."
Qingxu was about to hand the person over to Qingle, but Chisong's lips moved and a small voice came out of his mouth, "No need."
"Master~"
"I'll see you in person, Lu Yan."
"Master, your injury..."
"Qingxu, heal my wounds. Qingle, go and invite Lu Yan to come here."
Qingxu will naturally not agree. With such internal injuries, you must not hurt your heart. If you go to see Lu Yan, who you dislike the most, at this time, isn't it just to make you angry?
"Master, it's up to me to refuse Lu Yan——"
Chisong ignored Qingxu, took out a breath, and shouted: "Qingle, go!"
"Yes, Master." Qing Le hurriedly took the order and ran out.
Qingxu didn't dare to neglect, and quickly sent Chisong's internal energy to slow down the injury.
…
When Lu Yan saw a man with a wound on his forehead still bleeding coming to receive him, his first reaction was confusion. What did Tian Zong mean by sending such a person out?
"Master Imperial Master, Master has invited me."
Qing Le only had a bad impression of Lu Yan, not a favorable impression, and led him into the sect lukewarmly, without any polite greetings along the way.
Lu Yan recognized Qing Le and saw the wound on his forehead, and he already had suspicions about Chi Song's treatment.
When he arrived at the place, he saw Chisong who was seriously injured at first sight. Lu Yan was inevitably surprised, "Huh? Head Chisong, what is going on?"
"Ahem, one of my disciples has turned out to be a traitor, and he is so angry that he has become so angry. Ahem, Master Imperial Master, I am rude."
It was a bit difficult for Lu Yan to have Chisong look like he was seriously injured. He came to Tianzong ready to attack, but...
Lu Yan thought about it in his heart for a moment and didn't want to just let it go, so he asked knowingly: "Oh? What happened? Where did the traitor start?"
"It's not him!" Old Chisong's face turned red. He pointed at Qing Le, who was standing respectfully next to him, and cursed, "You have destroyed the century-old tradition of sword debate at Miao Tai."
Chisong spoke out and told Qing Le what he did during the sword discussion, scolded him severely, and threatened to use the most severe punishment - to be expelled from the school.
Lu Yan was not interested in how Tianzong dealt with Qing Le. What he cared about was who was behind Qing Le and who was currently lurking in the Taoist organization.
"Head of Chisong, I still remember that you once asked me about the relationship between the murderer of Xiaomeng and my Luowang. Lu Yan's visit to Tianzong today is to bring this question back. What does the murderer of Xiaomeng have with Qing Le?
Qing Le was caught off guard, with a look as if he had seen a ghost: How could Lu Yan suspect me? He was not in Taiyi Mountain at all!
It's a pity that the change in his expression was not only seen by Lu Yan, who was prepared for it, but also by Qingxu.
In a blink of an eye, Chisong stared at Qing Le again. The internal injuries that had just been relieved broke out again, leaving blood on the corners of his mouth. He opened his mouth, and the exposed teeth were already stained with blood. "Qing Le, are you telling the truth?"
A sad question. In fact, he knew in his heart that if he was not sure, Lu Yan would not enter the Tianzong at all.
"Master~"
Just when Qing Le was still about to speak, a hidden invisible force came from the sky and went straight to his head.