Chapter 353 But the master and apprentice's concerns
"Master, I'm back."
Qin Yang, who had put aside his chores for the time being and was in a pretty good mood, started shouting all the way back to the mountain as soon as he returned to the mountain.
When I entered the door, I saw Patriarch Cui sitting in the courtyard. He had brewed a pot of tea and sat there quietly sipping the tea.
After seeing Qin Yang, Patriarch Cui showed an ugly smile and waved to Qin Yang.
"You're back. Let's sit down and have some tea."
Qin Yang was a little surprised. Patriarch Cui did not go to practice, nor bury himself in a pile of old papers, study those broken classics, nor study how to improve his soup-making skills. Instead, he drank tea here...
After thinking about it, Qin Yang's eyes softened a lot. This must be because he was worried about him and couldn't concentrate on other things...
"My disciple is back. Master, please take care of me. Your disciple has acted willfully." Qin Yang stepped forward and bowed in salute.
"Stop talking so much, it'll be good when you come back, it'll be good when you come back..." Cui Laozu poured tea and pushed it in front of Qin Yang: "This is a deacon who is outside the door. Please honor me when you come back."
The Mingxin Tea has the effect of stabilizing the mind and removing distracting thoughts. Please drink a few more cups."
"Thank you, Master." Qin Yang drank the tea and immediately felt that his heart was clear and clear. All the gloomy things seemed to have been washed away, and he felt inexplicably relaxed.
As soon as his thoughts changed, Qin Yang put down the tea cup and his expression became serious.
"Master, I have something to tell you. In fact, at the beginning..."
As soon as Qin Yang opened his mouth, Cui Patriarch stretched out a hand to stop what Qin Yang wanted to say, looked at Qin Yang deeply, and sighed meaningfully.
"Qin Yang, I am old, and I have not been alive for many years. After going through great changes, I have opened up a lot of things and figured out a lot of things. This is a good thing, and now that I have you, I am a teacher.
There is nothing more to ask for.”
"As for the sect's treasure book, since all the Huangquan pulse masters have died, and there is definite news that the three pulse masters who appeared at that time have all died, there must be someone else involved behind this. Where is the treasure book, where is it?
It doesn’t matter whose hands it falls into, nor does it have anything to do with being a teacher.”
What Patriarch Cui said was unclear, but Qin Yang sighed in his heart and understood the meaning of Patriarch Cui's words.
Since the last time he talked about using fake products to deceive people, Grandpa Cui may have already figured out a lot of things.
For example, he has confirmed that the last Sea Burial Secret Book must also be a fake, but that fake is more authentic.
Others can't understand it at all. On the contrary, it is Old Ancestor Cui who is a scholar and has accumulated a lot of knowledge, so that he can come up with some useful things. In essence, most of these potentially magical things are actually Old Ancestor Cui's own.
knowledge.
At the beginning, the fake Secret Book of Burial at Sea was sold at the ghost auction.
Qin Yang is also the captain of the Ghost, in charge of the ghost thieves and the ghost auction.
If this thing was not sent by someone else and he could not verify its authenticity, then there was only one possibility. The fake itself was made by Qin Yang.
Patriarch Cui said these words just to tell Qin Yang not to explain things clearly. Everyone knows in their hearts, and everyone knows in their hearts that if they are explained clearly, the meaning will be different.
This time, it just told Qin Yang not to dwell on the past, let him let go of the past. Ancestor Cui was very satisfied with the current situation.
As for the treasure book, it's almost clear.
No matter whether the treasure book is still in Qin Yang's hands or in whose hands it is, it has nothing to do with him.
If someone else takes it, then take it. If Qin Yang still holds it, let Qin Yang take it himself. Patriarch Cui no longer cares about it, and Qin Yang does not need to give the treasure book to the Huangquan Demon Sect.
"Do you understand what I said?" Cui Laozu asked again.
"Disciple understands, I have nothing else to do." Qin Yang nodded.
"It would be great if you really understand. This person is most afraid of living and thinks he understands. In fact, it is better to be confused."
Qin Yang didn't say much anymore, his mind was settled.
Originally, I really planned to tell Old Ancestor Cui a lot of things, and I also planned to give the treasure book directly to Old Ancestor Cui to put an end to Old Ancestor Cui's thoughts.
Who would have thought that this would be the result now. Old Ancestor Cui had already guessed what he was going to say...
However, if you think about it, it is actually better for Patriarch Cui.
In the entire Underworld Demon Sect, there are not many people who are qualified to try to practice the Underworld Secret Code, and there are even fewer people who can complete the Underworld Secret Code.
Even though he is the current sect master, the method he majors in is not the Secret Code of Underworld.
In the entire Underworld Demon Sect, now that the Underworld Secret Code has been completed, there are only three people left alive.
An old man who had made great contributions to the sect had a descendant who was born with a Hanshui treasure body, which gave him the opportunity to observe the secret code of Huangquan.
At this moment, it has only been a few years since the foundation was successfully built, so it can be ignored for the time being.
The other one is Zhao Ronghui, he is young and has reached the peak of Shenmen.
The last one is Patriarch Cui. Although he is old, he has the highest level. It is probably impossible for him to engrave the treasure book again.
But if Patriarch Cui can be lucky enough to raise his realm again before his lifespan is exhausted, his chances of passing on the inheritance one-on-one in the future will be very high.
If there is no treasure book, Cui Laozu is equivalent to a living treasure book with a limited number.
His meaning to the Huangquan Demon Sect will be completely different, and his status and treatment within the sect will also increase with time.
Thinking about it, there will never happen again something like the previous underworld pulse master trying to trick him to death behind his back...
This is actually quite good.
Qin Yang felt much relieved after settling a matter on his mind. It seemed that there was less of a thin layer of estrangement between him and Patriarch Cui. The two sides became closer and had a better understanding.
The master and the apprentice sat here drinking tea and talking, ranging from spiritual practice to current affairs, and then to some past events when Patriarch Cui met those old friends and old enemies.
It was late at night in a flash, and Patriarch Cui let go of his worries and left calmly, continuing to study his things.
Qin Yang came to the cliff of a mountain on the side. When he arrived, he found that there were already people here.
"So it's Uncle Qin. I wonder what Uncle Qin is doing here late at night?" Zhao Ronghui leaned on the stone, holding a wine gourd, and waved casually as a courtesy.
"You can overlook the Demon Sect's headquarters from here. It has the best view. I'm here to enjoy the breeze and drink. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Qin Yang also took out a wine pot and glass and poured himself a glass of wine.
drink.
"The master of Huangquan Vein is dead. I feel a headache, but I am also worried about the situation of the Demon Sect..."
"Hahaha, I knew you were here to celebrate." Qin Yang laughed and sat across from Zhao Ronghui: "It just happened, and I feel happy, but I'm not worried about the situation of the Demon Sect."
"Uncle Qin, you..."
"Farewell Master Qin, Master Qin screamed. I used this to suppress Huangquan Pulse Master because I was disgusted with him. Now, everyone thinks that I am superior to others and suppress others randomly. This seniority and so on.
That means there should be no chaos, privately, whatever pleases our eyes, we can each do our own thing..."
"Hahaha..." Zhao Ronghui laughed three times and raised the wine gourd: "Brother Qin, let's have a drink."
"Dry!"
After drinking three glasses in a row, Zhao Ronghui continued.
"Brother Qin, what do you mean when you say you are not worried about the Demon Sect's situation?"
"What else can it mean? To put it in a nutshell, the three peaks of the Southern Barbarian Demonic Path have each lost a pulse master. The decline of the Futu Demon Sect is a foregone conclusion. The Netherworld Holy Sect has also suffered a lot of losses due to internal strife in the ghost pit. I'm not polite to say that.
, Huangquan Demon Sect just lost a pulse master that no one likes, what’s the big deal.”
"Oh? What about the bigger picture?"
"Talk about it more seriously..." Qin Yang sneered and pointed in the distance: "That has nothing to do with us. There is someone tall enough to support us. And I heard that the eighteen southern states in the north have recently been fighting with the southern barbarians.
The conflict in the land has been reduced by most, what else can we do? It must be to recuperate and wait until the situation in the southern barbarian land becomes chaotic to a certain extent, and they will intervene in the near future."
"Brother Qin is right. Even if the death of the three pulse masters had not happened, the atmosphere in the southern barbarian land has become increasingly weird recently..."
"So, this matter has nothing to do with us. I am just a weak little monk. I can just watch the excitement, but nothing else. What about you, the second true successor, but you basically don't take care of things in the sect.
It's your senior brother. If anything happens, you can do the work of charging into the battle, and you can't do anything else."
Zhao Ronghui nodded, took a sip of wine, and laughed at himself.
"Yeah, what it has to do with me is nothing more than fighting with others and deciding between life and death. I can't care about anything else. Forget it, let's have a drink..."
"Come on, I've saved a lot of good wine here. You're in for a treat. Let me try it."
"Hahaha, then I'm welcome..."
After a meal of wine, the two of them drank until dawn. Each of them was a little drunk and went back to rest.
The next month was uneventful.
With three pulse masters dead, the tense atmosphere was not as intense as before.
Everything seemed to have returned to calm.
Qin Yang thought about it for a while and felt that this was probably because each faction was holding back a big move...
At that time, except for the master of the Yugui Vein who died in an unknown way and who did not know who had done it and who had made the sword, the other two people died clearly.
This all turned out to be a confusing situation, and the result was that the hatred between the various factions became even deeper.
After further consideration, the death of the three pulse masters was too coincidental. Many people should be able to see that this was the result of someone's deliberate guidance.
Qin Yang knew what was going on with the first two, but Qin Yang still doesn't understand how the last ghost-controlling pulse master died.
Naturally, there will be smart people in those three factions who can see the problem. They have become calm now. In fact, they just don't want to be taken advantage of by others.
No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is, as long as you stop with stillness.
Whoever strikes first will reveal his flaws.
So, Qin Yang has been staying in the sect recently. When he has nothing to do, he just goes to Zhao Ronghui for a drink. Otherwise, he won't even go down the mountain.
Another month has passed, and the atmosphere in the entire southern barbarian land has become increasingly calm, and it seems to have returned to the previous results. Except for those fighting for treasures and fighting with hatred, the major factions have not taken any action.
Qin Yang was doing his routine practice in Patriarch Cui's mountain when he saw a figure suddenly appear next to him. Even the divine light and spiritual energy fluctuations were not unusual.
Instead, he discovered it because the other party deliberately revealed a hint of aura.
Grand Ancestor Cui didn't react at all, and he was able to sneak in so casually. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was indeed the Second Sword Master.
"Second brother, long time no see, but sister-in-law..."
"No, no, the soup you sent last time is still there..." The Second Sword Master blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. He thought that the two times he came here before were all because the soup was gone, and he always stretched out his hand like this. After all,
It’s not good, but he loves his wife very much, and there is nothing else better or more suitable, so he can give his wife supplements to recover...
"Ha, why should we be so polite between us..."
"That's it. My wife asked me to send you a message, telling you not to go out these days."
"Oh? How long has it been recently? What else did sister-in-law say?" Qin Yang sat up straight and became energetic.
"At least until the situation changes drastically again! And..."
"Repeat the original words." Qin Yang sighed secretly and could only let him repeat the original words.
He would never have the slightest doubt about the Second Sword Master's talent in swordsmanship, but apart from things other than swordsmanship and his wife, compared to his wife, this guy is like a retard...
"Oh, okay..." The Second Sword Lord looked a little embarrassed, coughed slightly, and relayed in a serious manner: "You don't understand these things, forget it, I was also infected by you, and I became a lot stupider.
Whatever I explain to you and what I say, just tell me the exact words, word for word, to Little Brother Qin..."
"Second brother, there is no need to paraphrase this paragraph..."
"ah?"
"Forget it, keep talking..." Qin Yang somewhat understood the sister-in-law's mood...
"The eighteen states in the southern border have reduced their military strength and withdrawn eight thousand miles from the border. This is a statement. They are saying that the disputes in the southern barbarian land and the death of the three masters of the demonic path have nothing to do with them. But the more so, the southern barbarians
The various forces in the land will not believe it even more.
Except for the three demon sects, other forces have been very restrained recently and do not conflict with others. The three sects have also calmed down. The situation in the Southern Barbarians has become stable. Even if there is a conflict, it will be a matter of the future.
But someone has already taken action before, and the other party will definitely not give up the current situation. They will not let the Southern Barbarians stabilize. No matter whether the opponent is a person from the Eighteen States in the South or a person from the Southern Barbarians, they will do this.
And if you want to make the situation that seems to be calming down once again show a tumultuous trend, all you need is a fire and an introduction.
Looking at the entire southern barbarian land, little brother Qin, you are the most convenient, easiest, and lowest cost, but you can also get the greatest results.
Everyone knows the character of Old Ancestor Cui. When his beloved disciple died, he turned the Southern Barbarians upside down and became known as Old Demon Cui.
But now, by chance, it was lost and recovered. If it were lost again, with Cui Laozu's temperament, he would fight to the death and would not care about the overall situation.
By then, suppressing grudges and calming down the situation will all become a joke.
Brother Qin, you must be careful."
After the Second Sword Master finished narrating, Qin Yang immediately stood up and bowed.
"Second eldest brother, I'd like to pay you a visit. I'd also like to thank sister-in-law Zhangyan for her advice. I've learned a lesson from you."
"You'd better be careful. I can't see this, but my words are rarely wrong..."
"The second eldest brother has not shown up recently. I think many people must know that you are in the southern barbarian land. If they want to do something, if you are involved, they will take you into consideration..."
"Well, be careful."
The Second Sword Lord left silently.
Qin Yang stood there, frowning and thinking hard. The more he thought about it, the more he broke into a cold sweat.
Normally, the authorities would never think of him, because on the surface, he is just a guy who looks a bit like Patriarch Cui's beloved disciple. He was just accepted as a disciple due to some bad luck, and his own strength is not worth mentioning.
But now, if someone wants to use this identity on the surface...
After thinking about it for a moment, Qin Yang understood that Zhang Yan was right.
If the situation is really stable, he is indeed the one who can easily turn the Nanman pot of water into a boiling pot again.
You only need to kill a little guy in the divine sea realm to achieve your goal.
If someone really doesn’t want the situation in the Southern Barbarians to be stable, what if they really think of this?
And when you think of this, it's not that difficult, because the same thing happened to Patriarch Cui once before.
It's really easy to do it again.
Then I should take precautions, but the question is, what should I do now?