dhibooks Chapter 223 Apprentices Compete for Favor Every Day
Chapter 223 Apprentices Compete for Favor Every Day
Luo Ning stood in front of Feng Qing, "Everyone, if you have something to do, please clarify first, why did you go to war as soon as you came up?"
The headmaster stepped forward and sighed helplessly, what is this all about, a disciple with extraordinary talent turned out to be a monster, or his uncle's Taoist companion, this is really not easy to solve.
He sighed and said: "Uncle Shi, you don't know something, Fengqing is a dragon, he sneaked into our Cang Yuzong for some reason, we have to find out his origin."
Luo Ning pursed her lips, "Then what are you going to do?"
The head said: "This... we must detain him in the cold region, and then carefully interrogate him."
Luo Ning frowned. The cold region is a place where disciples who make mistakes are punished. It is so cold that it is uncomfortable to stay inside.
The key point is that Feng Qing worshiped Cang Yuzong unintentionally, he had no purpose at all, so what can he ask, if there is no result, will he be locked in it forever.
Luo Ning asked again: "Even if Fengqing didn't make any mistakes, will he not be able to stay in the Cangyu Sect in the future?"
The head of the sect didn't say a word, and he was also entangled. As the saying goes, if it's not within my clan, people's hearts must be different. He doesn't trust Fengqing, but the little uncle and Fengqing have become Taoist couples. Judging from this situation, the little uncle is I plan to protect Fengqing, if I stand against Fengqing, I will offend my little uncle.
Chu Xiuran rolled his eyes, and said righteously: "Master Uncle, you can't favor Fengqing just because he is your apprentice. He is a monster dragon. If one day he gets mad, the disciples of the sect should The casualties were heavy!"
"This dragon has assassinated me before, and I was almost killed. It's just that I have no evidence, so I can only hold back this breath. If he can harm me, he can also harm other people."
"Could it be that we really have to wait for something to happen before regretting it?! As soon as the incident got out, wouldn't it be said that our Cang Yuzong was in league with monsters?"
Chu Xiuran deliberately stirred up the atmosphere, and he really saw the increased defense in the eyes of the elders.
Luo Ning took a deep breath, and just wanted to make Chu Xiuran shut up with a sword fork. Although Chu Xiuran owed a blow, he really couldn't do it this time, otherwise it would arouse public anger and be at a disadvantage.
Feng Qing held Luo Ning's hand, he didn't care about other people's opinions, Cang Yuzong was not his home, where was the master.
Wherever he is, it doesn't matter even if he leaves Cangyuzong, but Master must have feelings for Cangyuzong, will he go with him?
Feng Qing coldly turned to Chu Xiuran who was screaming happily, his spiritual sense pierced into Chu Xiuran's storage space, and Chu Xiuran's neck, who was twisting and laughing, suddenly felt cold.
Fengqing said indifferently: "What qualifications does a vicious person like you have to question me? It's just a hypocrisy, and you really think you are upright?"
"It's true that I'm not a human race, but I've never harmed my fellow disciples. You are different. Do you feel the taste of stepping on the bones of your fellow disciples?"
Chu Xiuran's pupils widened, he panicked for a moment, his heart became more resentful, and he cursed angrily, "It really is a monster, it's despicable and shameless, talking nonsense! Now I've been stabbed in the foot, and I want to drag me into the water."
"Masters and uncles, take a look. This monster has ulterior motives. Now it has framed me. We must kill him. Why should we be lenient when dealing with a monster? As long as we refine his flesh and blood, we Cangyu Sect will definitely be able to do it." ..."
Fengqing listened impatiently to him continuing to talk nonsense, his divine sense directly broke the restriction of Chu Xiuran's storage space, the storage space exploded with a bang, the contract was forcibly broken, Chu Xiuran's brain was smashed, and he was screaming in pain scream.
The treasured magic weapon was revealed, and there were more than a dozen puppets. The blackness on the surface of the puppets faded away, revealing their original faces.
Several faces among these puppets were extremely familiar to Cang Yuzong.
The monks in the hall were all shocked. Those inner disciples who had died, didn't say that they were unfortunately killed when they went out to practice, so why did they get in touch with Chu Xiuran.
What exactly is Chu Xiuran hiding?
Sensing that the expressions of the elders were not right, Chu Xiuran looked at those puppets in puzzlement, his eyes changed drastically, panic flashed across his face, and he staggered involuntarily. He might be jealous of these people.
Either he hated it, or he pulled it away when he was in danger. After some died, he hid in his own space and learned to refine puppets.
Chu Xiuran didn't feel guilty, which monk didn't have a life in his hands, but he was afraid of punishment in the sect.
The eyes looking at Fengqing were full of resentment, and the blood was pinched from the palm of his hand. If it wasn't for this beast, how could the matter have been exposed? Seeing that his plan is about to succeed, he still wants to add trouble to him.
But Chu Xiuran is not in the mood to continue fanning the flames. He looks calm, but he is already very flustered, thinking about how to find an excuse to cleanse himself of his life.
Compared with Fengqing's identity, this incident made the elders in charge even more shocked and angry. Chu Xiuran was the junior they watched growing up. When did he become so cruel, cold-blooded and cruel? Those are also Chu Xiuran's senior brothers! .
Two disciples who were carefully cultivated by the elders died in the hands of Chu Xiuran.
It's normal for cultivators to fight and kill outside, but the sect has a rule that cannot be violated, that is, you can't hurt your fellow sects, even those close to you, so is there any humanity in that?
What's more, refining puppets is a crooked way. As a well-known orthodox family, how can they be contaminated with these dirty sorcerers.
Everyone glared at Chu Xiuran, Chu Xiu took a step back, pointed at Fengqing uncontrollably and said, "Master, it was Fengqing who framed me, I never did it, it must be Fengqing who has a grudge against me and intentionally Bewitched."
"You can't understand my character very well. How could I harm my brothers? You must believe me. Let's crush this monster dragon to ashes."
The head of the sect directly swung his palm, and Chu Xiuran fell to the ground in embarrassment, and a heartbroken and angry reprimand rang in his ears: "You bastard! How dare you argue."
Regardless of whether Feng Qing did it or not, Chu Xiuran practiced sorcery and harmed his fellow sects. That is a certain fact. It is Chu Xiuran's own storage space. Fengqing can still stuff a few puppets into it in public. No, everything is clear with Chu Xiuran's guilty eyes.
Chu Xiuran was really scared, he took a few steps back, he couldn't find a way out, his eyes were flushed, he quickly activated his spells, put all the magic tools into his sleeves, and wanted to escape.
Cang Yuzong couldn't stay any longer, all that was waiting for him was torture, he must not just sit and wait for death.
As long as he can escape smoothly, relying on his prophetic dreams, he can find a lot of opportunities, and when he recharges his energy, sooner or later he will be able to traverse the world of cultivation.
Chu Xiuran turned into a ray of light, and just about to rush out of the Nine Stars Palace, an invisible big net bounced him back and bound him tightly.
The head of the sect sent someone to take Chu Xiuran into the cold region with gloomy eyes, and the hall was full of Chu Xiuran begging for mercy in pain and annoyance.
The atmosphere in the Nine Stars Hall condensed down, and it was so oppressive that a needle could be heard.
The elders all looked ugly. Chu Xiuran and the others watched him grow up and had high hopes. In addition to Feng Qing, Cang Yuzong lost two elite disciples today, which is a great loss.
If you are unhappy in your heart, you can't help but vent your anger on Feng Qing, with a bad look.
Luo Ning knew that they had a grievance in their hearts, that the Cangyu Sect could not stay any longer, and said proactively: "Master, since Feng Qing has been in the sect for half a year, his behavior and everything have been seen by all, and he has never hurt you."
"If you are worried, I will leave with him. If there is an emergency in the sect, I can come back to help at any time."
Luo Ning didn't plan to stay on the Qianchongfeng for the rest of his life, there are still so many scenery in the world of comprehension, he and Fengqing can just go on a tour.
The head of the sect turned pale with fright, and didn't want the junior uncle to leave. With the junior uncle sitting in the Cangyu sect, why worry that the Cangyu sect would not be able to prosper. It's strange, and he shouldn't have let the junior uncle form a bond with Fengqing in the first place.
He glanced at Fengqing with dissatisfaction, and persuaded Luo Ning to stay. If Luo Ning insisted on leaving the sect, they could only back down a step.
Several elders nearby also surrounded the two sides, and said loudly: "Uncle, please put the sect as the most important thing, and don't just care about personal interests."
Luo Ning had to leave. If anything happened to Cang Yuzong in the future, Feng Qing would be blamed immediately. He would leave some cultivation resources for Cang Yu Zong, but it was impossible to abandon Feng Qing.
The group of people wanted to persuade them again, but the Nine Stars Hall suddenly shook, Fengqing's huge dragon circled around the hall, and a warning dragon roared out, the jade carved in the Nine Stars Hall turned into powder, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure Shrouded in the hall, the people of Cang Yuzong fell to their knees unbearably, a mouthful of blood gushed up from their throats, and their whole body suddenly became cold, as if stared at by the eyes of death, trembling, not even daring to move.
The clouds in the sky turned, and Feng Qing quickly left Cang Yuzong with Luo Ning.
After a long time, the head of the sect slowly raised his head, his face trembled, and his eyes widened. It was not a monster, but a god. He felt the divine sense, and there is still a god in this world!
The head of the sect was frightened for a while, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. Thinking of their rudeness just now, his heart was full of fear and regret.
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After Luo Ning and Feng Qing left, they went back to the Undersea Dragon Palace. They had lived in the Dragon Palace for a long time. They packed up their things and began to travel around the world of comprehension, seeing all the beautiful scenery of time.
The realm of comprehension is so big, but the years are long, they left traces on every continent, and after skimming thousands of mountains and rivers, they rested in the Peach Blossom Valley.
The days when the two were together were sweet and warm, no matter how long it had passed, Fengqing was always as enthusiastic as fire.
Luo Ning cherished such beauty, but after 500 years passed, Feng Qing frowned, tinged with a trace of worry.
Luo Ning's cultivation level has not increased, and no matter what method is used, it has stagnated.
After 1000 years, Fengqing became a little crazy. He is a god, so he can naturally live forever. Luo Ning is a monk, and his cultivation cannot pass the realm, and he will reach the end one day.
The corners of Luo Ning's eyes were slightly red, and he suddenly felt that time had passed too fast, his soul was not from this world, and no matter how long his lifespan was, there was an upper limit.
Seeing the anxiety in Fengqing's eyes, Luo Ning could only hug him to comfort him over and over again, if only he could be with him forever.
After tasting the fishy smell in the elixir, Luo Ning suddenly smashed the bowl, bit her lip hard, and looked at Feng Qing with red eyes.
He should have realized earlier that the effect of the medicine mainly depends on Fengqing's blood.
Feng Qing kissed his lips with an intimate gesture, licking off the smell of blood between his lips, his blood is a great tonic, he can only use this method to keep his partner.
Luo Ning held his hand tightly, he didn't want Fengqing to ruin himself like this, he stayed by Fengqing's side every day, and refused to drink another bowl of medicine.
Fengqing fell silent, smiled, and slowly figured it out, maybe dying together is another kind of companionship.