Looking at the expression on Cangsong's face, Qin Zhong thought that he seemed to have made the right choice?
If I want to say whether this is true or not, I have not been punished to go to the ancestor's ancestral hall, but the people in the ancestor's ancestral hall are true.
In order to be able to tell Cangsong that there is a person in the ancestral hall, I can only make up a reason for going to the ancestral hall. Otherwise, how can I say it? I just know that there is no reason, even if it is because I feel that I did not die quickly enough.
Qin Zhong bowed his hands and said: "How dare my nephew deceive my uncle? Besides, it will not do any good to deceive my uncle and my nephew for such a trivial matter. It's just the question that my uncle and nephew asked?"
Cangsong stared at Qin Zhong and thought, he didn't know what happened a hundred years ago, so he really had no reason to deceive me, and he couldn't deceive me with things he didn't know.
So, is that person really Wan? No, I can't be sure. Maybe it was Daoxuan who arranged it deliberately. Otherwise, how could this kid easily see and tell me about it? Daoxuan, the old man, is indeed very scheming, so he said
Xuan has already suspected me? No, I must get to the bottom of this matter!
Qin Zhong didn't know that his words would fill Cangsong's mind with a shocking drama of power struggle in Qingyun Sect.
If he had known about it, he might have regretted telling Cangsong about it.
After calming down the excitement in his heart, Cangsong said to Qin Zhong: "I don't know much about this matter, so don't ask any more questions. It should be an internal matter in Tongtian Peak. It's better not to inquire more, so as not to spread it.
After all, it doesn’t look good to the leader’s lineage.”
"Yes, I won't disturb my uncle anymore." After saying that, Qin Zhong left the top of the mountain first.
"What do you mean?" Qin Chong thought in his mind.
Recalling Cangsong's expression, when he first heard the news, Cangsong's face was obviously excited, but then it turned into a cold, heartless look, and finally it turned into calm.
"Why are there completely opposite expression changes?" Qin Zhong couldn't understand this: "Hey, if only I had studied psychology and could analyze the micro-expressions of characters' faces? I wouldn't have to make random guesses here.
.The expression on Cangsong’s face doesn’t look like he was happy to know that Wan Jianyi was still alive. Could it be that he actually doesn’t care?”
"Who said that one who travels through the halo is omniscient and omnipotent? The thoughts of those old foxes are harder to guess than the last. Who knows what they are hiding in their hearts. Maybe if you cut their hearts open, they will be all black."
Qin Chong thought with evil thoughts in his heart.
Cangsong stood on the top of the mountain, looking far away in the direction of the blue clouds: "Daoxuan, is this your plan or is Senior Brother Wan really still in the world now?"
The wind was blowing gently, and the night was peaceful. In the darkness in the distance, there were the sounds of small unknown animals and insects.
The green pine stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, and my heart wandered unconsciously for a long time.
He came back to his senses: "Brother, are you really still alive? Are you under house arrest by that old man in the ancestral hall? If that's true, then..."
Cangsong thought: "As a person, senior brother, what would he think of me if he knew the things I have done? Will senior brother kill me with his own hands? Yes, he will definitely do it. Senior brother can never tolerate sand in his eyes.
.With senior brother's ability, if what happened that year had not been voluntary by senior brother, Daoxuan would never have thought that he could have imprisoned senior brother.
If senior brother really wants to kill me, then I can just give my life back to him. If it weren’t for senior brother, how would I have the chance to survive these many years?
But, senior brother, are you really still alive? If possible, I would like to change your life to live peacefully in this world.
If, Daoxuan, this is just your conspiracy!"
Cangsong's aura became condensed, and his eyes revealed a cold and ruthless light: "I will let you know the price, and I will let the entire Qingyun be buried with you for what you have done!"
"I have to stop communicating with those people first. When I return to Qingyun, I will have a chance to find out everything. Daoxuan, you'd better pray that what that kid said is true."
He regained his calm appearance and walked towards the cave where Longshou Peak was located.
But in my mind, I couldn't help but recall the past events.
A group of young people, a group of energetic people just like Qin Chong, Qi Hao and Xiao Yicai now.
During that Qingyun Seven Meridians martial arts competition, it was the first time I saw that figure dressed in white as snow and with unparalleled grace.
His name is Wan Jianyi, and he is the most dazzling person in the Tongtian Peak lineage.
Even standing next to him, figures with the same cultivation level as him were obscured by his light.
There are always some people in this world. Even if you are as good as him and have the same ability, you can easily be overshadowed by him. Senior Brother Wan is such a person.
After that time, all the Qingyun disciples got to know the peerless person named Wan Jianyi. Only when they mentioned Senior Brother Wan, they would occasionally think of another person who was called the Qingyun Shuangjie together with him.
Not only is he powerful himself, he is also willing to help others. He imparts his own cultivation experience to his incompetent juniors and sisters without reservation.
It's a pity that even so, he and his other senior brothers and sisters were still unable to close the distance with him.
Later, everyone, including himself, followed behind him and followed his footsteps.
During a battle between good and evil, it was his senior brother who saved his life. Without his senior brother, he would have been dead before he could even reach the Supreme Being.
From then on, I made up my mind that my life would belong to my senior brother, no matter how long it took.
By luck, I broke through to the Shangqing realm. My senior brother came to congratulate me and said that I had a bright future.
At that time, I didn't know how happy I was.
However, the person that senior brother liked was snatched away by that stupid short fat man Tian Buyi without saying a word. Thinking of this, he felt angry!
Tian Buyi, I will always be at odds with you in this life!
Later, when I was most energetic, during that battle between good and evil, under the leadership of my senior brother, the five of us entered the main altar of the evil sect!
This is such a heroic thing!
Unfortunately, my cultivation level was still too low, so I actually needed my senior brother to attract most of the masters of the Demon Cult, which caused my senior brother to lose an arm in the end.
Fortunately, my senior brother has a clear mind and has made more progress in his cultivation. If not, he would have to live in self-blame for the rest of his life.
Until I return to Qingyun from the wild land.
Everything has changed.
That Killing Immortal Sword is actually such a Killing Immortal Sword!
Senior brother, why did he do that? If others don’t know about your Daoxuan, how can they still not know about it?
You do this and treat your senior brother like this just because in our eyes, you are the only one who is jealous!
Actually, actually!!!
Daoxuan, from that time on I, Cangsong, swore that you would regret it in this life!
No matter what the price is, don’t hesitate!
Even if I am trapped in hell and cannot be reincarnated for eternity, what do I, Cangsong, have to fear?
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