Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 313 Rejected

In the hall, the sound of gentle wind echoed, and everything became exceptionally quiet.

Everyone in Yun Palace stared closely at Fang Xuan and others.

Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile on his face and quickly explained, "Palace Master, you are wrong. Senior Brother Long is not from the Martial Temple."

The Palace Master of the Cloud Palace had a sullen face. Seeing the panic in Li Chengqian's eyes, he laughed instead: "Leizhou killed the possessed Chu Yuanzhen by himself. In the thousand-year history of Jiuzhou martial arts, you can definitely be ranked among the best. The Martial Temple has indeed found a very good disciple for itself."

“I really don’t know what the feud between the Martial Temple and the Yun Palace is, but this Sui Mu is extremely important to me.” Fang Xuan put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the Palace Master of the Yun Palace calmly.

At this time, the Palace Master of the Cloud Palace suddenly said: "It's not impossible to lend you this Suimu, but there is a condition!"

Li Chengqian and Princess Linyang were delighted.

"Quit the Martial Temple and join the Cloud Palace. With your qualifications, you can also use the resources of the Cloud Palace at will!"

As soon as Yun Gong Yun Gong finished speaking, everyone present looked at Fang Xuan tacitly.

They were all quietly waiting for Fang Xuan's reaction.

Although the Martial Temple has a special tradition in Jiuzhou, the Yun Palace is not much different. Moreover, Fang Xuan has problems with his practice now. It is just for his own martial arts. As long as Fang Xuan nods, no one will say anything.

After all, in this chaotic world where rituals and music are in chaos, those things that were once considered the most precious have long been forgotten.

Fang Xuan suddenly laughed without even thinking, "In fact, I am just a registered disciple of the Martial Temple, so it's okay to quit the Martial Temple.

As for joining Yun Palace and receiving such generous treatment, I think no warrior would refuse.

But for these reasons, I can't betray you."

In an instant, Fang Xuan's temperament was completely different from the previous silent and gentle one. He glanced coldly at the surrounding Yun Palace disciples and waved to Pei Qian: "Brother Pei, let's go!"

After saying that, Fang Xuan walked out of the Yun Palace hall without looking back.

Pei Qian followed closely behind Fang Xuan, while Li Chengqian and Princess Linyang stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Watching Fang Xuan's back completely disappear outside the hall, the Palace Master of Yun Palace just snorted softly.

After struggling for a long time, Li Chengqian mustered up his courage and clasped his fists towards Yun Gong, saying, "Palace Master, I am also from the Martial Temple. The Yun Palace and the Martial Temple had a conflict hundreds of years ago, and they were able to make an exception for me. Why can't they make an exception for Senior Brother Long?"

Li Chengqian wanted to continue talking, but the Palace Master of the Cloud Palace raised his hand and said coldly, "For the sake of your royal family, you can stay in the Cloud Palace with that kid for a few more days. As for other matters, don't mention it."

After saying that, the Palace Master of the Yun Palace turned around and left. Soon, only Li Chengqian and Princess Linyang were left in the entire hall.

"Second brother, did we mess up?" Princess Linyang was a little depressed. She originally wanted to use this incident to get closer to Fang Xuan.

I didn't expect the final result to be like this.

Li Chengqian showed a comforting smile and consoled him: "It's all Second Brother's fault. I didn't think it through."

"What should I do? How about I go and ask Mr. Qian for help?" Princess Linyang said with a bitter face.

"The Palace Master is determined. Old Qian will have no say. It seems that we can only exchange it for that thing." After thinking for a long time, Li Chengqian made up his mind. He looked at Princess Linyang and continued, "Linyang, you go back to Shangjing first. You have to inform your father about this matter."

Princess Linyang hesitated for a long time, and seeing that Li Chengqian had made up his mind, she nodded. Before leaving, she asked curiously, "Second brother, what happened between the Yun Palace and the Martial Temple? Why does the Palace Master hate the word Martial Temple so much?"

Li Chengqian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's all past events."

A hundred years ago, there was a war to eliminate demons in Zhongzhou. At that time, all the sects in Zhongzhou sent their geniuses to participate, and this war to eliminate demons was also led by the Martial Temple.

In that battle, all the demons that wreaked havoc in Jiuzhou were killed. Finally, Wu Miao discovered that Yun Gong Daozi had also been possessed by a demon.

Yun Gong begged Wu Miao to spare the man's life, but Wu Miao was very determined and the two sides parted unhappily. And the Taoist of Yun Gong was the direct disciple of Master Qian. "

Princess Linyang suddenly realized and nodded, "Destroying the Taoist lineage, no wonder the Yun Palace dislikes the Martial Temple so much now."

Pei Qian followed Fang Xuan after coming out of the hall, also with a bitter face: "I haven't heard of any grudges between the Yun Palace and the Martial Temple!"

"Don't worry, Senior Long. It's just a Sui wood. What's so great about it? I'll take care of the Blood Star Pill's evil spirit!"

Pei Qian followed Fang Xuan all the way, comforting him in his own way, and felt more and more guilty the more he spoke.

When they arrived at the gate of Yungong Mountain, Pei Qian looked at Fang Xuan hesitantly and said, "Senior Long, are we really not going to take something back? I think the Suimu is in the herb garden in the back mountain. If they don't lend it to us, we..."

Fang Xuan stood in front of the mountain gate and looked at Pei Qian seriously: "Brother Pei, can you build a formation to conceal the aura? The kind that can be carried with you!"

Pei Qian nodded quickly and took out a round jade from the sachet on his waist: "The Sky Covering Sun Formation is just a simplified version. It can only last for two hours!"

The two looked at each other and returned to the yard where they lived.

Side hall.

Qian Yue, with a gaunt face, sat in front of the hall, quietly watching the scorching sun slowly setting in the west through the clouds in the distance.

There were footsteps behind him, and the Palace Master of Yun Palace slowly walked to Qian Yue's side, looked at the distance where Qian Yue was staring, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Brother, you have..."

Before he could finish his words, Qian Yue suddenly lifted up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing an arm that looked as withered as a tree.

The entire arm from the shoulder was as gnarled as a dead tree, and a faint scent of blood emanated from the messy wood strands.

"Don't worry, you won't die for the time being."

Qian Yue's voice was very calm, but when the Palace Master of Yun Palace heard it, his mood became even more gloomy.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "Everyone knows that our Yun Palace ancestor transplanted the Sui Wood with a secret method, but who knows that this secret method requires a high-level warrior to use his own blood as the basis for the transplant, and that after a hundred years, the Sui Wood will continue to devour the host.

Brother, sometimes I think, at worst we don’t need the benefits brought by the Suimu, and just destroy it directly. Anyway, the Yun Palace is different now, and keeping the Suimu will only cause trouble.”

"Shut up." Qian Yue suddenly scolded with a sullen face, and continued to ask: "What happened to the half of the seedling that was stolen?"

The Palace Master of the Cloud Palace shook his head and said, "It can't be saved. Our method still doesn't work. We can't cultivate a seedling that can replace the old tree."

Hearing this, Qian Yue seemed to have his soul sucked out. He stared blankly ahead until the sky darkened completely. Then he slowly spoke: "I can only hold on for twenty years at most. I must find the next person who can take over my place. And that formation must be constructed as soon as possible. You must kill me before I am completely devoured by Sui Mu!"

The old man seemed to have figured it out, and after speaking it out, he felt much more open-minded.

Instead, the Palace Master of the Yun Palace was dejected and just nodded silently.

Under the cover of night, the Palace Master of the Yun Palace pushed the old man towards the side hall.

Qian Yue suddenly said, "In fact, we can lend that half of the Suimu to the boy in the Martial Temple. He has such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. Isn't this an opportunity for us to resolve the conflict with the Martial Temple?"

The Palace Master of the Cloud Palace stood still immediately, his face becoming gloomy: "Impossible, as long as I am still the Palace Master of the Cloud Palace, there is no possibility of reconciliation with the Martial Temple.

If Wu Miao hadn't insisted on killing the traitor, Senior Brother wouldn't have ended up like this."

Seeing his junior fellow apprentice's resolute attitude, Qian Yue sighed helplessly.

The figures of the two people slowly disappeared into the darkness of the side hall.

(End of this chapter)