The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 7 Feeling like I’ve fallen into a big hole
The woman narrowed her eyes in embarrassment and stared at him dissatisfied.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I see that you were very proud just now, and I can't bear to interrupt you."

"..."

Yusheng in this core successfully silenced Song Qinghe.

In the end, it was the 'white-bearded old man' who used his spiritual power to control the direction and returned to the right path in time.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, why don't you go back unchanged? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by pretending to be the leader like this?"

Qinghe looked curiously at the man in front of him who was still pretending, and he tried to test it casually.

Traveling through the clouds, you can see mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in front of you, as small as dust, just like a drop in the ocean.

The man who pretended to be aloof sat in front with an air of dignity, controlling the direction with his eyes closed. If others saw him, they would only think that he looked enigmatic.

However, in the eyes of the majestic female war goddess, she is just a 'wolf in sheep's clothing, pretending to be nothing but not acting like one'.

"What if I meet a fellow Taoist along the way? Isn't that just half-pretending and half-failing? I just followed Master's instructions to pretend to be him to participate in this cultivator conference."

The man glanced at Qinghe indifferently and waited for her next question.

Who would have thought that after saying that, there would be no sound...

"Aren't you curious why Master asked me to pretend?"

After a long time, Zi Yusheng was the first to break the silence and glanced at the woman sitting upright, his eyes full of depression.

Song Qinghe looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was ruthlessly laughing at the man's lack of composure.

"Not curious."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of teasing, and glanced at the deflated man.

"..."

Zi Yusheng was also successfully silenced by the woman.

However, he still managed to finish all the words he had held in his throat.

"In order to prevent you from asking again in the future, I'd better make it clear to you first. Master Li Qingfeng is a... free and uninhibited person who likes to travel. He is not in the sect very much on weekdays. He usually uses a special phone for communication. The Master is not in contact with the Dharma. I am in charge of the affairs in the sect. No one knows what the Master looks like. However, he must appear at the cultivator conference once every 200 years. I have participated in the two conferences in the past on behalf of the Master, so I did not People will find out.”

Zi Yusheng sat lazily with his legs crossed, and carefully explained the doorway inside in detail.

"okay."

Song Qinghe responded perfunctorily, with a light and uninterested expression.

God knows she just wants to pick a Yuru flower and has no interest in the history of the leader Qingfeng Li.

The person in front of him could not understand the cold attitude of the polite refusal at all, and was still talking endlessly.

It’s really a long story, and it’s all in your mouth.

"Also, you must not enter the forbidden area in the back mountain. This is a prohibition for the whole sect. In addition, you cannot reveal yourself as a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect when you go down the mountain. If you worship the Qingfeng Sect, you will be subject to such a ban. When the time comes, I will make a rubbing of the sect rules. This book is for you to keep in mind.”

Zi Yusheng said patiently, seeing the woman's lack of interest and no longer explaining everything one by one.

"okay."

Same answer, same perfunctory.

"Do all new disciples have to memorize these rules?"

Song Qinghe looked at the man impatiently, the disgust in his eyes obvious.

"No."

The man who was too deeply involved in the drama touched his fake beard and helplessly watched the woman's rich expression changes.

This is the Qingfeng Sect that everyone wants to come to. Why does this woman look down on her?
He simply took advantage and acted like a good boy, acting rogue for no reason.

"So is Senior Brother Ziyu specifically targeting me?"

Song Qinghe's eyes shot towards the calm white-bearded old man with a bit of chill.

The elongated ending sounded an unpleasant question.

"It's not against you." "Then why do other new disciples not have to memorize the rules when they start, but I have to memorize the sect rules?"

"No, because there have been no new disciples in the Qingfeng Sect for many years, so naturally there is no one to carry it."

"..."

Song Qinghe was once again stunned by the man's half-truth.

Always speak only half of your words.

Amidst the mutual dislike between the two, Ling Yu had already flown into a misty cloud.

The misty clouds and smoke make people get lost in it, and they can't distinguish between east, west and north. All they can see is a vast expanse of white.

Wonderful!

Song Qinghe had a clear look in his eyes. He gathered the clouds and mist around the entrance of Qingfeng Gate and set up a simple Bagua formation. Except for his own disciples, no one could find the correct entrance.

The mystery was revealed at once.

Next, I watched the man clasping his hands and turning his thumbs, and the clouds and mist changed the scene, as if they were rotating.

Then the index and middle fingers of the two palms were tightened and stretched out, crossing each other and pushing from the inside out. The clouds turned over again, and the two palms were separated with the palms facing upwards. The white spiritual power gathered on the fingertips and pulled upwards.

The clouds seemed to be controlled by this force to rotate and move. In an instant, the scenery in front of them broadened, and a palace with green tiles and red walls appeared on the mountain peak.

Looking back, we can see the clouds and mist that are within reach, as if a heavenly gate blocks communication with the world on the other side.

Sitting on the flaming red feathers, flying towards the towering mountain peaks in the distance, surrounded by mountains and green clouds, it looks like a fairyland just from a distance.

When he reached the gate of Qingfeng Gate after walking up a thousand 310 stone steps, Song Qinghe could not wait to turn around and leave.

We have really fallen into a huge pit!

Can anyone tell her that this rickety cheap plaque is an eyesore?
The word "Qing" in the three words "Qingfengmen" is missing a little, and it looks like "凊风门". Most of the gold powder on the plaque has been wiped away by the windshield wiper, leaving only a small half, revealing the black border.

Cold!Even colder than Guiyun Sect!

Some of the red paint on the vermilion door has peeled off, and black patches are scattered in all directions, making the low wall even more embarrassing.

"Why is this wall built so low?"

Song Qinghe was so shocked by the desolate scene in front of him that he wanted to turn around and leave. After thinking about the Yuruhua he wanted, he still suppressed the curse in his heart.

"The master said that my materials are destined to be useful. Suitable materials should be used in the right places. Outsiders cannot get in, so the stone bricks for building the wall are used in more useful places."

When he said this, Zi Yusheng's face showed a rare hint of embarrassment.

Song Qinghe pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly.

"Haha, the leader really talks about...frugality...in a very exaggerated way."

I originally wanted to say "shabby" and "poor", but after thinking about it, Yu Ruhua still said it more tactfully.

Follow the man and watch him reach out and push open the creaking door.

Who knows the next second...

"Bang -" half of the door collapsed with a bang!

He fell to the ground miserably, raising some dust.

The wooden cone at the door pivot was broken, and the facade lay intact on the bluestone tiles.

Song Qinghe was stunned by this useless door.

"It's okay, it's just that the wooden cone is broken. It will be fine after I pick another one up. I didn't scare you."

The tips of Zi Yusheng's ears were a little red, and she twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment to cover up her embarrassment.

"Indeed... I was scared."

I was really shocked by this shabby appearance.

Where is the legendary mysterious superior sect?What about the powerful Qingfeng Sect that everyone is flocking to?Where is the respected and respected Half Immortal Sect?

(End of this chapter)