Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 568 Accountability
Qiu Xuanjing led the people to the gate of the Grand Master's Hall.

Many people along the way saw it, but Zongshi Peak was heavily guarded, never allowing unrelated people to approach.

The gate of the Grand Master's Hall was opened, An Qingli stood up, and invited Qiu Xuanjing and others to enter.

A deacon elder, holding a Chinese robe in his hand, said respectfully: "Master Qingli, this is a brocade robe and crown specially made for you by the sect. Please try it on first. If there is anything wrong, I will wait for it immediately." Retrieve changes."

An Qingli nodded indifferently, and motioned to the deacon elder to put aside the brocade robe and crown first. Obviously, sending the clothes was just a pretext, and the suzerain Qiu Xuanjing had something to say.

"Let's try it first." Qiu Xuanjing said with his hands behind his back, his complexion not very good, "Junior Sister Qingli is already a dignified master of alchemy, and she is also the face of my Tian Yunzong. Adding body is face and dignity."

An Qingli, who had never liked wearing crowns, glanced at the heavy jade crown and the heavy and luxurious clothes that looked old-fashioned, then looked at Qiu Xuanjing and said, "Sovereign, it's okay for you to speak directly, there is no need to be like this." .”

"What do you mean it doesn't have to be like this?" Qiu Xuanjing had a bit of irrepressible anger on his face.

Little Pegasus clicked his tongue in the spirit animal bag: "This Qiu Xuanjing speaks in a strange way, I'm afraid he doesn't know it yet."

Bingfeng combed the blue feathers elegantly and said: "However, there are still Qiu Xuanjing's palaces, and it is not ruled out that they are deliberately acting. After all, they have already spoiled Mu Sheng, so they don't intend to repeat the same mistakes and spoil his disciples."

Xiao Lingxi suddenly realized: "The rich support Mu Sheng, and the poor support Qing Li."

Little Huzi snorted, maybe that was the case.

The hall was empty, but the atmosphere was inexplicably oppressive.

Even the young deacon disciple who followed to deliver the clothes could hear the subtext in Sect Master Qiu's words.

"Let's step back for now."

An Qingli made a sound, let the deacon elders and disciples who sent the clothes out of the Grand Master Hall, closed the door and set a restraint, and invited Qiu Xuanjing to take a seat.

Qiu Xuanjing didn't take his seat, and said displeasedly: "Since there are only you and me, then I am not the suzerain at this moment, and you are not the master of alchemy. You and I can talk about it based on the relationship between the former teacher and nephew."

An Qingli said: "Uncle is very kind, and only came to talk with nephew alone, nephew is naturally grateful."

"You still know how to be grateful!" Qiu Xuanjing's chest heaved, and he said angrily, "Mu Sheng's alchemy and ascension, such a big matter, why didn't you discuss it with the sect without telling it?!"

An Qingli said seriously: "If we discuss it, what will happen to the sect?"

Qiu Xuanjing's tone faltered, and he said, "I will agree a time limit with him, and we will act after it is safe."

An Qingli sighed softly, and said bluntly: "Is there room for negotiation on this matter? Instead of the Zongmen directly speaking, asking Master to dispel the idea of ​​ascending, and to practice alchemy for the Zongmen until death? Or wait for Master's lifespan to die?" When is the time, try to ascend again?"

However, after a short period of life, if you ascend again, even if you succeed, you will die if you cannot continue to advance to the upper realm.

"Why do you think of Zongmen so heartlessly?" Qiu Xuanjing was very displeased.

An Qingli said seriously: "Because the master in the sect is not you alone, but those high-ranking ancestors, who are so useful to them, who would be willing to let him go."

"You..." Qiu Xuanjing's chest rose and fell, and he took a deep breath.

Major events in the sect are uncertain, and have always been decided by the opinions of many high-ranking ancestors, and a few people follow the wishes of the majority.

If Mu Sheng reveals the slightest signs of ascension, most of the high-level ancestors in the sect will directly oppose it, and the ascension will immediately come to naught.

The sect's rules have always been like this, even if Mu Sheng is a master of alchemy, so what about his high status, no matter how great he is, the sect's rules are no match for him.

As soon as the sect's rules are suppressed, it will be justifiable and just, and it will be justifiable and righteous, asking Mu Sheng to refine alchemy until his life is approaching.

And because the decision was made jointly by the majority of people, they didn't feel much indebted to Mu Sheng.

Qiu Xuanjing closed his eyes tightly, and the expression on his face fluctuated, so the sect followed tens of thousands of years and strived for justice, but instead got in the way of Mu Sheng's affairs and blocked Mu Sheng's way.

So that's why this pair of bastard masters and apprentices are doing stupid things in a silent voice.

After that, will An Qingli do the same thing, sneakily refine a Flying Ascension Pill, and leave.

Xiao Lingxi looked at Qiu Xuanjing, as if he was about to vomit blood again, so he hurriedly asked An Qingli to pass a pill out.

Qiu Xuanjing, who was overworked, had a long history of vomiting blood, which happened once or twice several years ago.

An Qingli looked at the conscientious head of a sect, handed out a high-level elixir for nourishing qi and blood, and said silently: "The lord, take care of your body, this pill for nourishing qi and blood, I will treat it as my nephew and offer it to you personally." Uncle, your apology."

Qiu Xuanjing glared at An Qingli, grabbed the elixir, and remembered that when he received Mu Sheng's longevity pill, he had made a heart demon oath to teach An Qingli as his own daughter.

But An Qingli has such a big idea and advances so fast, I'm afraid that his seniority will be reversed and he will stand on top of him.

Qiu Xuanjing gritted his teeth: "If you are not a master, I really want to send you to Siguo Cliff, or Ice Cave, so that you can reflect on yourself."

"If the Zongmen's punishment is like this, then Qingli is willing to accept the punishment."

An Qingli raised her lips indifferently. In fact, those two places were not bad.

Thinking about the strong wind on the cliff, monks have to use their spiritual power every day, exhausted to resist the bone-scraping wind, but they can exercise their will and resilience, and perhaps in extreme situations, they can speed up the breakthrough of "The Art of Rejuvenation".

The ice cave is icy cold, which should be helpful for practicing "Eight Desolation Nether Fire".

There is a saying in the world of comprehension that monks can often inspire their endless potential in desperate situations.

An Qingli thought about it, but she wanted to try.

Being grounded for making mistakes is certain, at least it started in a hundred years. Apart from the nine-story pagoda, there is no good place to practice in the sect. Those two places where you are punished are not impossible.

Little Jintan was also quite happy, his Qingli's brains turned quickly, and he went to those two harsh places to be punished. Firstly, it was logical, and secondly, it could also block the people in the sect and turn the crisis into an opportunity.

The Qingli in his house happened to be the body to wear the crime, and it was suitable to go to those two places.

Qiu Xuanjing put away the pill, frowned and looked at An Qingli and said, "What does that smile on your mouth mean?"

An Qingli smiled, and said seriously: "Thank you, Brother Sect Master, for reminding me that the two windy and bitter cold places in the sect may be helpful to my practice, and my sister would like to try it."

"You..." Qiu Xuanjing's blood surged, he quickly took a pill to calm his mind, put his finger on the green fence, and said angrily, "Are you answering me as a Dharma cultivator?"

"Exactly." An Qingli smiled, cupped her hands and said, "I also hope that the suzerain brother will be successful, allow me to give it a try."

"Fulfillment? Evil..." Qiu Xuanjing was so angry that he pointed at An Qingli again, and said angrily, "Alchemy well! The place that is punished is exhausted every day, how can you practice alchemy! Practice in the place where you are punished, think Don't even think about it!"

(End of this chapter)