The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 802 Killing Husband and Proving the Way 17
"There are countless Taoist sects in the Qianshan Realm, and there are only a handful of people who have ascended to immortality. Looking at the Wannian Zongli of Shang Yuanzong, there are also very few people who have successfully ascended. Most of them died in the Mahayana period...and your apprentice Qingle is one of them."

Venerable Changhao raised his head impressively, and took two steps forward: "Could it be something unexpected?"

Venerable Destiny nodded slowly: "I have counted several times with your master. Qingle should have been a bright fairyland, but now it is covered with fog, and the future is unknown."

What he didn't say was that the algorithm took almost half of his effort.

Venerable Changhao's complexion changed drastically, and his whole mind was in turmoil, muttering: "How could it be?"

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the woman in the hall with a pleasant posture, holding Qingle's identity plate in her hand, knowing everything about Shang Yuanzong, and entering the sect alone without fear.

Who is this person?
Thinking like this, and asking like this.

Venerable Tianming and Venerable Changling looked at each other and shook their heads: "I don't know. But what I can know is that this woman is unfathomable, and I am not something we can provoke at will."

The Dao is fifty, the Tianyin is forty-nine, and the people are one of them.

Changing the fate of the world with one's own strength, how can such a change be made by a simple monk?Fear of extraordinary origin.

Venerable Changling said: "Judging from the previous incidents, this woman is not the kind of cruel and merciless person, and she has no malicious intentions towards Shang Yuanzong. Changhao, you must treat me well. As for your disciple..."

"Since there is no fear of life, don't worry about it."

They are old guys with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and their hearts are already indifferent. If they didn't have a burning love for the sect, they would have been at ease long ago.

For a disciple with an unknown future and a person of unknown origin?Not worth it.

Venerable Changhao became anxious: "Master Uncle!"

The strongest relationship in the cultivation world is the master-student relationship. Qing Le is his favorite big disciple, how can he just give up?Venerable Changhao was flustered.

"Uncle Master, Qing Le is my disciple. No one knows better than me what her character is. She will never abandon the entire sect. Didn't she say something unexpected? Maybe she was framed by someone? The top priority , let's rescue her first..."

"Chang Hao!"

A thunderous sound exploded in my ears.

Venerable Changling looked at him indifferently: "Don't forget your identity! You are the head of the Shangyuan Sect, and your every move is related to the lives of countless disciples. Every word and deed should be thought through before you say it."

Venerable Changhao was stunned.

Venerable Changling softened his voice: "This woman is not the kind of murderer, and Qing Le will not be in danger of her life under her command."

Venerable Changhao clenched his fingers and then loosened them. After a long while, he put his hands on his chest and bowed his head in salute: "I would like to follow the teachings of my uncle and master. Changhao knows it, so he will be cautious in his words and deeds."

Venerable Changling waved his hand and let him go down.

As soon as the man left, Venerable Tianming couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell him?"

Venerable Changling leaned back on the recliner, looked up at the dome inlaid with huge dragon balls, and said in a faint tone: "Chang Hao looks tolerant and free, but he is extremely stubborn. If you let him know, in the original life line, he was actually killed by himself." His apprentice took his life, I'm afraid he will go crazy."

Who in the entire Shangyuan Sect didn't know that the suzerain cared for the great apprentice?
The most important thing is to get the support of all the disciples, not to mention Changhao, even the old guys like them have high hopes for him, and they hope that one day this kid will take Shangyuanzong to a higher level ,who knows……

Venerable Destiny stroked his beard: "It's strange to say that it was obvious that nothing could be predicted from the hexagrams before, but now the divinations are accurate."

"I guess it has something to do with that woman."

"I think so too... Do you think we should pay a visit? After all, we are all here."

"Of course to go."

Although he said he didn't like being disturbed before he left, it shouldn't matter if he took a look outside the door, right?
Just doing what they said, the two old guys got up, waved their sleeves and disappeared into the room, and they came to Fangshi at the foot of Shangyuanzong Mountain in an instant.

Stone roads, wooden houses, and small stalls on the side of the road.

There are ores, spirit grasses, elixir, spirit swords, and all kinds of small things on the small stalls, with different prices. The stall owner sits cross-legged on the ground and meditates, without saying hello, and chooses as he pleases.

At a glance, most of them are Shang Yuanzong disciples in fluttering white clothes.

The two Venerables of Destiny lowered their cultivation base to Foundation Establishment, and walked around the city in white clothes. After a while, they felt the familiar atmosphere in a small courtyard, but they accidentally discovered that there were even mortals!

"This……"

"Go to the teahouse next door."

One after the other, they entered the nearby teahouse, ordered a pot of tea, and looked down from the window.

Squeak, the door opens.

As soon as their eyes lit up, they saw a thin old man coming out of the door.

Blue blouse, thin white hair tied into a chirp, was obviously a little frightened when he saw the scene in front of him, but resisted the fear and walked into a nearby shop and bought a lot of daily necessities.

The two Venerable Destiny: "..."

Not long after, the door opened again, and this time a young man with black hair walked out of the door.

Wearing a black robe, with a handsome appearance, there is no aura fluctuations on his body, and his eyes are very calm. On his waist is the lowest storage bag in the cultivation world, which can be used without aura and can be used with a drop of blood.

The young man didn't buy anything, but wandered the street with his hands behind his back, looking around.

"How do you sell this thing?"

"Mortal? If you want it, take the 100 Yuan Lingshi."

The stall owner looked up and down, then closed his eyes in disinterest.

Fan Xiu touched the talisman pen in his hand, and then glanced at other things on the stall, animal skins, talisman papers of various materials... He took out five hundred spirit stones, bought a talisman pen, and some animal skins.

Venerable Changhao raised his eyebrows: "Is this a talisman? Look at the age of the bone, it must be in the 20s."

In the world of comprehension, 20-year-olds have not yet cultivated immortality, and basically there is no hope of cultivating immortality.

Tianming counted with his fingertips, suddenly frowned, let go of his fingers and continued to count, but after a few back and forth, he still got nothing, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, poof——

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Chang Hao was startled: "Destiny!"

Venerable Destiny wiped his mouth, closed his eyes to calm his breath, opened his eyes after a while, and said, "This person can't figure it out."

Chang Hao was suddenly surprised: "Isn't it a mortal?"

After finishing speaking, I felt that I had asked a stupid question. If it was a simple mortal, how could that woman be with the other party?Maybe they have the same background as the other party, but they just don't know who they are?

Immortal, demon, god?
Venerable Destiny drank a cup of tea: "Go back."

At this point, if you continue to toss around blindly, you may really annoy the other party. If you teach them a lesson, then it's no joke.

The two got up and were about to leave, never thinking that the courtyard door on the opposite corner of the street would open again.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked straight over: "Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Two people: "..."

(End of this chapter)