He originally thought that "The True Interpretation of Talismans" was not too valuable, but Gong Qingqiu actually said that it had been lost for a long time and was of great significance.
"Don't you know, Master? "The True Interpretation of Talisman" was compiled by an ancestor of Talisman who spent his whole life. It is the most exquisite ancient book in the Talisman category. If you can get the complete book, as long as your qualifications are good, you can become a Talisman master in the future.
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Gong Qingqiu breathed rapidly, "If this is put up for auction, just the volume alone can fetch a very high price of 50,000 spirit stones."
"Is this... so expensive?"
Ye Feng was dumbfounded.
This is just the first volume. If you include the middle volume and the first volume, wouldn't it be able to fetch hundreds of thousands of spirit stones?
Even if you are in the spiritual sea realm, you will lose everything!
Only a powerful person in the Divine Origin Realm can have such a deep foundation.
"Master, this gift is too expensive, so please keep it in person. It would be nice if I could read it occasionally." Gong Qingqiu returned the ancient book to Ye Feng, shaking his head like a rattle.
"You have worked so hard for the sect, and you deserve it." Ye Feng insisted.
"Otherwise, put the "True Interpretation of Fu Lu" in the library and give it to Zi Ling for safekeeping. We can refer to it and study it at any time when we need it." Gong Qingqiu made a compromise suggestion.
"Yeah, that's okay." Ye Feng nodded.
"Then, I will go out and ask a close friend to make clothes for the sect, so that I can wear them before the sect's star promotion ceremony."
"Go for it!"
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Gong Qingqiu took the pamphlet and flew to the area north of the Yunxiao Forest, landing in a beautiful valley covered with mulberry trees.
"Yunyun, I'm here."
Gong Qingqiu opened a courtyard door and found a delicate woman sitting in front of a textile loom under the respectful gazes of many maids.
"Qiuqiu, why are you here?"
"Of course I came to see you."
"Hmph, I don't believe it, you must have come to me to make clothes!"
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Qingyunmen.
"The sect master is too stubborn, he just doesn't want to bow his head."
"He shouldn't have been allowed to be the leader in the first place."
"What's the use of saying these words now? How about we quickly prepare gifts, go to the Piaomiao Sect to congratulate us, and ask Master Ye to rebuild our spiritual veins?"
"is this okay?"
"Will it be blasted out by the Piaomiao Sect?"
"For Qingyun Sect, even if I have to go up mountains of swords and go down into seas of fire, I will do my duty!"
Several elders gathered in the sect master's hall to discuss.
When many disciples outside the door heard these words, they all clenched their fists and were dissatisfied with Master Qingyun who refused to bow his head.
"A sect leader who is unwilling to bow his head for the sect is not a good sect leader!"
Some people even expressed such emotion.
The top of a mountain.
Master Qingyun was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, with Qingyun Sword supported by his knees. Wherever he looked, there were many disciples who had rebelled against the sect and left.
"A bunch of trash!"
Master Qingyun sneered and looked in the direction of Piaomiao Sect, "It is absolutely impossible for me to admit my mistake to him! This Qingyun Sect is my one-word hall, who dares to oppose me?"
Clang!
The terrifying sword intent bloomed and suppressed all the elders in the sect master's hall, suppressing them until they could not move.
"Why, if my sect leader is not here, you are qualified to hold a sect meeting?"
Master Qingyun walked into the sect master's hall and smiled crookedly.
The terrifying sword intent continued to spread out, suppressing the entire audience.
Three of the elders immediately spoke: "Sect Master, we tried our best to stop them from holding a sect meeting privately, but they didn't listen!"
"Master, if you continue like this, the entire Qingyun Sect will lose people's hearts and fall apart. Can you really bear to see the Qingyun Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, be destroyed in one fell swoop?" An old practitioner said solemnly.
"Noisy!" Master Qingyun slashed the old man away with his sword, "Second Elder, this sect leader has long disliked you, and now he will expel you from the Qingyun Sect and never use you again."
"You...are confused!"
The second elder spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted on the spot.
"Master, you!"
Several more elders stood up, and while supporting the second elder, they all angrily scolded Master Qingyun, as if they hated iron but could not make steel.
"Anyone who doesn't want to stay in Qingyun Sect, please get out!" Master Qingyun held the Qingyun Sword and looked at everyone with a ferocious smile on his face.
"You...stupid!"
The second elder was so angry that he woke up and said, "My ancestors knew what you were doing. I'm afraid they will come back and beat you!"
"Ha! Funny talk." Master Qingyun said with disdain.
He walked outside the sect master's hall, blessed his throat with his true energy and sword intention, and made a loud voice that spread throughout the Qingyun Mountains: "Everyone who is unwilling to stay in Qingyun Sect, get out of here!"
As soon as the sound came out, the whole place was dead silent.
Soon, many people pointed at Master Qingyun's nose and cursed. They were extremely disappointed and began to pack their things and withdraw from the sect they had placed high hopes on.
In front of a small courtyard.
Xiao Fangu tightened his grip on the scabbard and said in a deep voice: "Why is this happening? It has only been half a year since I joined the Qingyun Sect, and this sect is about to face the crisis of disbanding. Am I going to be forced to leave?"
Xi Xinyu took Xiao Fangu's hand and cried: "Junior brother Xiao, if you leave, I will go with you. With our cultivation, it will definitely not be a problem to create a mid-level sect."
"That's not the life I want!" Xiao Fangu lowered his voice.
Da da da……
Bai Minglu walked over, holding a grass stem in his mouth, and said: "Don't leave in a hurry. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the spiritual veins of Qingyun Sect are gone, the spiritual energy here is enough for us to practice.
"
He looked towards the direction of Nanwucheng and said meaningfully: "Moreover, just because the Qingyun Mountain Range has no spiritual veins, it does not mean that the Qingyun Sect has no spiritual veins."
"What's the meaning?"
Xiao Fangu and Xi Xinyu were both at a loss.
In the Qingyun Mountains.
Many disciples, deacons, and elders were so angry that they all withdrew from the Qingyun Sect. There were only thousands of people, but now only less than 900 remained.
"Very good, a large number of people have left, and the rest can be easily fed." Master Qingyun clapped his hands, and immediately several people appeared in the sect leader's hall.
"Lord of Nanwu City!"
Several elders looked at the leader with strange expressions in their eyes. Then, they suddenly thought of the relationship between the other person and Zhenren Qingyun, and their pupils shrank.
"I remembered that Nanwu City was once a one-star power. Although the title of a star-level sect was later banned because the city master's cultivation did not meet the requirements, the micro spiritual veins in the city are still there."
An elder opened his eyes wide and guessed something.
"The lord of Nanwu City, an affiliated city of Qingyun Sect, came to visit the sect master and gave him a big gift!"
The Lord of Nanwucheng clapped his hands, and dozens of people carried a large wooden box ten meters long, wide, and high, and placed it in front of the sect master's hall.
There was a "click" sound.
Master Qingyun split the iron rope, and several wooden boards fell to the ground, revealing a spiritual object from heaven and earth inside the wooden box.
This is a bonsai!
It uses a brown moist rock eight meters long, five meters wide and three meters high as the base. On it grows a three-meter-high small tree made of beautiful jade, exuding rich aura.
"Sect Master, this is the spiritual vein of Nanwu City, the 'Gem Jade Tree'. As long as it is buried in the soil, it can communicate with the heaven and earth and move freely."
The Lord of Nanwucheng proudly introduced.
"Very good!" Master Qingyun put his hands behind his back, with a proud smile on his face, and glanced sideways at the elders behind him, who were all his usual confidants.
"It turns out that the sect master had already thought of a plan, and we were the ones who were stupid before."
"The master of the sect makes plans before taking action. He predicts events like a god. This elder admires him."
Several elders immediately started flattering him.
Master Qingyun looked proudly towards the direction of Piaomiao Peak and said: "Ye Feng, if you want me to kneel down and admit my mistake to you, wait until the next life, hahaha!"