Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 87
Hu Zhiyuan stood on the bow of the boat, holding a wine glass in his hand and looking at the sea, taking a sip from time to time, Leng Qingqiu beside him saw this and said: "Palace Master, are you thinking about Yamamoto?"

Hu Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, nodded slightly and said: "This man is very rich in the city and has great ambitions. I am afraid that in the future he will not only want the Central Plains martial arts... If my guess is correct, after the settlement of the major sects, The first thing he will do is kill me. Then there will be no one to fight him."

Leng Qingqiu said with a sullen face: "Palace Master's concerns are entirely possible. Cooperating with this person is equivalent to seeking skin from a tiger. Palace Master should be more on guard against him in the future. Also, Qingqiu feels that the identity of the Patriarch mentioned by this population is extremely difficult. So the palace lord's guess about him just now is very likely to be true, they don't just want the Central Plains martial arts, we have to guard against it."

"Well, don't worry, I won't let him take advantage of it." Hu Zhiyuan took a sip of wine, and then said: "Let's not think about it now, the most important thing right now is to establish an alliance with Tianyin Palace and Demon Realm The relationship between them, especially the Demon Realm, their strength cannot be underestimated, it depends on you, Qingqiu, after you landed on the shore, you should immediately set off and settle this matter as soon as possible."

"Qingqiu knows."

Hu Zhiyuan took another deep look at him and said: "Be careful in everything, no matter if you succeed or not, you must come back alive."

"En..." Leng Qingqiu's heart was suddenly filled with warmth, this is the palace master he knew, and he always put his brothers first.

a few days later
Leng Qingqiu was ordered to come to Tianyin Palace first.But what he didn't expect was that the Tianyin old demon wouldn't even let him in, and only let the disciple at the door pass an inexplicable sentence: "Don't disturb people's dreams."

Leng Qingqiu heard the words, with a wry smile on his face, he thought: This Tianyin old demon really has a weird temperament, that's all, that's all, anyway, I didn't have much hope before I came here, let's go to Yandang Mountain.Immediately, he headed south non-stop.

Let's talk about Yue Wanying, the old ghost of the sky, after she asked her disciples to pass on the message, Lin Caixia, the eldest disciple beside her, asked, "Master, why didn't you listen to what this Leng Qingqiu said?"

Yue Wanying smiled and said, "What else can he say? Apart from finding cooperation as a teacher, what else can he have?"

"Oh" Lin Caixia nodded as if she had realized something, and Yue Wanying saw her expression and said again: "This Piaomiao Tiangong is colluding with the Fusang people and is eyeing the martial arts in the Central Plains. Although my Tianyin Palace is a cult in the eyes of righteous people, there are some things. As a teacher, I also disdain to do it. For example, colluding with foreign races. Although I also have the heart to compete for the Central Plains Wulin as a teacher, I don’t want to see my Central Plains Wulin fall into the hands of foreigners. Since it is impossible to cooperate with them, why bother? What about meeting? He is not tired, but your master and I are tired..."

Lin Caixia heard the words, she smiled coquettishly and said: "Hehe... I will beat you, Master."

It is said that after Leng Qingqiu left Tianyin Palace, he traveled all the way to Yandang Mountain with the stars and the moon.As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was stopped by two disciples of the Demon Realm: "An important place in the Demon Realm, anyone who trespasses will die."

Leng Qingqiu hurriedly saluted and said: "You two, protector of the Piaomiao Tiangong, Leng Qingqiu, came here today to pay a visit to Senior Wan. I have important matters to discuss, and I invite the two brothers to pass it on for you."

One of the disciples squinted and said, "Wait."

This disciple came to the main altar and knelt down to an old man with silver hair and shawl, and said: "Master, there is a person at the foot of the mountain who claims to be Piaomiao Tiangong Dharma Protector Leng Qingqiu. He wants to see Master." This person is Wan Tianchou.

"Oh? What are the people from Piaomiao Tiangong doing here?" Wan Tianchou looked at Xu Zongren beside him in confusion.

Xu Zongren thought for a while and said: "Master, according to my subordinates' understanding, this Piaomiao Tiangong is now colluding with Fusang ronin, eyeing the Central Plains Wulin, according to my subordinates, this time Leng Qingqiu came here to do more for this matter, let's see this first Let's see what he says."

"En, that's good." Wan Tianchou said to the disciple kneeling below: "Go and ask him to come up, the old man wants to see him."

"Yes, master." After speaking, the disciple ran down the mountain in a hurry.

"Leng Hufa, my master is here to invite you."

"Thank you brother." After speaking, Leng Qingqiu followed the disciple towards the main altar of the Demon Realm.

Along the way, Leng Qingqiu looked around and found that the main altar of the Demon Realm was heavily guarded and there were traps everywhere. If there were no people to guide the way, it would be even more difficult to walk through this mountain road on his own.Leng Qingqiu nodded secretly, thinking: This main altar of the Demon Realm is really easy to defend and difficult to attack, no wonder the major factions haven't seen any action for a long time even if they know that the Demon Realm has reappeared, it seems that they are afraid of this.Not long after, Leng Qingqiu followed this disciple to the main altar. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a bad wind coming from both sides of his body. He was trying to avoid it, but suddenly his feet were entangled by something and he couldn't move. Seeing that the attack was about to arrive In front of his eyes, Leng Qingqiu was shocked, it was already too late to hide at this moment. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)