Wu Yinghan said, "There are all kinds of people in this world, so you don't need to mind. But this disciple of the Qingmao Sect can refine the holy elixir of Nightmare Spirit Saliva, which is really powerful."
"Qingmao Sect...why does it sound so familiar to me?" Ouyang Yue thought for a while and said with a sudden realization, "Ah! I remembered it! This Qingmao Sect has asked for help from our Wood Spirit Sect many times, and it is said that it was seized at that time.
After leaving Lingtian, the drug store there also suffered a lot of losses. Huh, let me just say, why does it sound so familiar? It turns out they are those poor ghosts!"
Ouyang Yue's voice was loud, and everyone present naturally heard it, and their expressions looking at Xi Mu suddenly changed.
Xi Mu's face turned red in an instant. He was ashamed, but also angry.
"Isn't this possible?" Someone was very surprised when they heard the news, "Qingmao Sect is a second-class sect after all, so it can't be like this, right?"
"What second-rate sect?" Someone on the side was kind enough to educate everyone, "That was so many years ago! I see, now it's probably not even a third-rate sect!"
Lu Qing'er mocked, "Let me tell you, there must be something wrong with this! If this guy can refine the saliva of the Nightmare Spirit, I will take off his head and play it as a ball!"
Suddenly everyone was suspicious and looked at him with disdain. Xi Mu clenched his fists tightly and his chest moved with anger.
"You can say whatever you want about me, I can tolerate it, but you are not allowed to slander me, the Qingmao Sect!"
Such arbitrary bullying! But, so what if I don’t have any ability? My junior brother is very capable!"
"Ximu, what do you mean?!"
Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed, and then she saw Xi Mu suddenly turning around and looking, "Because that potion was made by my junior brother Ling Mo!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
"How is that possible?!"
Everyone looked at Ling Xuewei with unison.
Ling Xuewei's face was expressionless, and Xi Mu's eyes flashed with shock, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "The one who made the Nightmare Spirit Saliva is my junior brother! Otherwise, where do you think our Nightmare Spirit Saliva came from?"
"Impossible! Where did you come from, junior brother! I have never seen this person before!" Wang Meng jumped out.
"Hmph, you betrayed the master and joined another sect. How do you know what happened in the sect? He is the master's new disciple, my junior brother, Ling Mo."
"But I remember that when I first met him, he was not wearing the Qingmao Sect uniform, and even now, he is wearing his own clothes. Ximu, you don't have to make a draft when you lie!" Lu Qing'er sneered.
A flash of panic flashed in Xi Mu's eyes, but his face was calm, "Doesn't it mean that he is a member of our Qingmao Sect because he is not wearing sect uniforms? Junior brother has always kept a low profile and is unwilling to act outside in the name of the sect, so Master just let it go.
Got him."
"Hmph, you don't even believe what you said, right? What do you mean by being low-key?" Lu Qing'er mocked unceremoniously, "Even if you, a Qingmao Sect disciple, are standing there, not many people will recognize you, right?"
Xi Mu sneered, "Indeed, I, a disciple of the Qingmao Sect, are not like your Lu family, who are arrogant and domineering and oppress others everywhere, so naturally not many people know about it."
Lu Qing'er was angry, "What did you say?!"
"Okay, everyone, calm down and stop arguing. This is the imperial palace. Be careful not to attract the Ye Ming Army." Wo Lingqing advised.
"Yes, everyone should leave here first!" Wu Yinghan was not interested in watching this farce anymore and greeted, "Yue'er, it's time for us to leave."
"Okay Sister Wu." Ouyang Yue nodded.
Wu Yinghan signaled to everyone and followed Ouyang Yue to leave first.
However, when Wu Yinghan passed by Ling Xuewei, he looked sideways at Ling Xuewei, while Ouyang Yue snorted at Xi Mu, "Poor guy!"
Xi Mu's face turned red instantly, and there was a hint of humiliation and anger in his eyes.
Many people left one by one. Seeing this, Chong Jingyao was so angry that he stamped his feet, but was held back by Chong Ruoling on the side.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Chong Jingyao asked dissatisfied.
"Have you forgotten your father's instructions before leaving? This is the Fanxu Emperor's Palace. Please restrain yourself and don't cause trouble for me!" Chong Ruoling reminded.
"But do we just give up like this?" Chong Jingyao was holding fire in his heart, "Obviously when we entered the palace, it was so beautiful at first, and we didn't even go through the inspection, but when we entered Yeji Palace that day, we didn't even come forward.
I was sent out! I haven’t heard from you since. Sister, what do you think is going on?”
In fact, Chong Ruoling was also very strange. It stands to reason that they were exempted from the review when they entered the palace. Someone should have given the signal. He originally thought that it was because of his younger brother's name, but he never thought that he entered Yeji Palace that day without saying anything.
After a few words, he was sent away.
Did she guess wrong before?
"Sister! Sister, what are you thinking about?" Chong Jingyao saw Chong Ruoling in a daze.
"It's nothing. Anyway, please be honest during this period and don't cause trouble." Chong Ruoling reminded, "Don't forget, if it doesn't work this time, there will be another time. As long as the emperor's illness is not good, we will still have a chance.
"
Chong Jingyao's eyes lit up, "That's right, so we're just waiting like this? This brat came out of nowhere. Sister, tell me, is it really possible that he did that Nightmare Spirit Saliva?"
"I'm 90% sure." Chong Ruoling squinted his eyes, "No one in Fu Ji's eyes has the courage to lie. What's more, you were a vegetarian that night?"
"Damn it! Wo Lingqi, Wanqi and Feng just let it go. I didn't expect that a Qingmao Sect disciple would suddenly appear. It's really annoying!" Chong Jingyao gritted his teeth.
"Humph, little brother, do you think that person is really from the Qingmao Sect?" Chong Ruoling sneered.
"Ah? Isn't it?" Chong Jingyao was puzzled.
"Of course not. A discerning person will know at a glance that it was the man named Xi Mu who brought him here temporarily, but...if we can win this person to our side..." Chong Ruoling touched his chin.
Chong Jingyao was overjoyed, "Sister, I know! I'll do it right now!"
Chong Jingyao left happily, and Chong Ruoling smiled as if he was determined to win.
…
Here, Ling Xuewei and Xi Mu returned to their residence.
Xi Mu looked at Ling Xuewei nervously, unable to even speak, "Um... Mr. Ling, I didn't mean it just now, I just couldn't stand those people being so arrogant, so..."
"It doesn't matter." Ling Xuewei said lightly, "You don't have to think so much, just go back and rest."
"yes……"
Seeing Ling Xuewei enter the house, Ximu Tansan finally went back.
For some reason, Xi Mu felt uneasy when he looked at Ling Xuewei, who was not angry at all.
Forget it, he can't care so much now.
Ling Xuewei returned to the house, took off her coat, took a cup of hot tea from the space and drank it.
It is now the middle of winter in Yexiu City, and the weather is cold. Although the monk is strong and does not feel too cold, she is still used to drinking a cup of hot tea when relaxing.
Tea is her special fruit tea, and there are many other kinds, including oat tea, chrysanthemum tea, and grapefruit tea, all made from spiritual seeds specially grown in the space. Not only does she like to drink it, but the two little guys also like it, so
Inventory is always depleted very quickly.
"What? Are you angry?" Bai Ze appeared in the room and sat across from her.
"No, it's not necessary." Ling Xuewei shook her head.
Bai Ze also held a cup of grapefruit tea and drank it leisurely, "He pushed you out deliberately. In any case, his goal was achieved, but you are afraid that you will be upset."
Ling Xuewei rubbed the rim of the cup, "Are there not enough troubles around me?"
This is true.
Usually if Ling Xuewei doesn't take the initiative to look for trouble, trouble will find her.
Bai Ze was speechless, "What kind of physique do you think you have?"
Ling Xuewei shrugged, "You have a dark constitution?"
Bai Ze sighed.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Mr. Ling? I wonder if Mr. Ling is here?"
"Look, trouble is coming." After Bai Ze finished speaking, he disappeared from the house.
Ling Xuewei seemed not to hear the sound outside and remained motionless.
"Mr. Ling, I, Chong Jingyao, have come especially to pay homage to Mr. Ling." Chong Jingyao said loudly.
After a long time, just when Chong Jingyao thought there was no one in the house, the door opened.
"Master Ling! You are here!"
"Is something wrong?" Ling Xuewei said concisely and to the point.
Chong Jingyao choked, feeling unhappy with the attitude of the person in front of him.
What kind of identity does he have for worshiping Jingyao? He deigns to condescend a general to come to his small room. Shouldn't this person look flattered? What's going on with this lukewarm look?
However, Chong Jingyao still remembered his sister's instructions and said as kindly as possible, "I wonder if I can go in and talk? I just want to have a good chat with the young master."
Ling Xuewei blocked the door, "No need, just tell me what you have to say."
Chong Jingyao was humiliated again, and this time he couldn't hold back his smile no matter what.
Chong Jingyao raised his eyebrows, "Master Ling seems to be a little hostile to me?"
Ling Xuewei curled her lips, "You're pretending to be me, it's no wonder I can give you a good look!"
Ling Xuewei still had a lukewarm attitude towards Chong Jingyao, "Young Master Chong is worrying too much."
Chong Jingyao looked at his indifferent expression, and for some reason, the man with the same cold aura suddenly flashed in his mind. What a coincidence, both of them were named Ling.
However, he has never connected the two of them. After all, one is ugly and the other...
There was a hint of coldness in Chong Jingyao's eyes, but it didn't show on his face.
Chong Jingyao didn't beat around the bush anymore, "In that case, I'll tell you straight, I wonder if you would like to come to my Yu Sect?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows, "What does this mean?"
"I admire the young master's ability, so I would like to invite you to join our Jingyu Sect."
Chong Jingyao said to Ling Xuewei.
"As long as you join our Jingyu Sect, the treatment will naturally be negotiable, and you will also be given the status of an inner disciple. You should know that the Jingyu Sect is at its peak now, let alone an inner disciple.
Ordinary outer disciples are not that easy to be. As long as you are willing to come to my side, I will grant you the status of an inner disciple, how about it?"
Chong Jingyao looked arrogant.
"I understand." Ling Xuewei nodded, then looked at Chong Jingyao with a half-smile and asked, "Since you are willing to give me so many benefits, what are the conditions?"