The candlelight sways, and the window is closed.

Su Baiche sat at the table, holding a thin hairpin, fiddling with the wicks one after another.

"Ye Bingran is gone," he sneered in a low voice, with a hint of mocking on his face, "How can I get the Holy Ming Fruit now?"

I originally planned to let Ye Bingran stay in the sect for a few more days, but when he was injured, he lost the qualification to compete for the spirit fruit and could not help him.

The Holy Ming Fruit is a spiritual fruit that only appears once every thousand years. The spiritual power contained in it makes the cultivation level skyrocket instantly without any side effects. All cultivators below the God Transformation Realm are jealous.

Now the Spirit Fruit is in the Qingling Sect. When the sect leader comes back, the place of return will come to an end.

The room was quiet for a moment, and a hard, dry and dull sound sounded.

Against the dim candlelight, it looks mysterious and gloomy. "When Ling Ye comes back, he will give you the spirit fruit obediently. You just need to follow my instructions and take good care of Ao Yue."

"What's the use of taking care of a dog?" Su Baiche turned cold and threw the hairpin to the table. "I'm so annoyed that I hear the dog barking now. Tongxi, can you let me do something useful?"

"He is Tengu."

"That's a dog too!"

Tong Xi lost his patience: "You just need to do what I said. Also remember to get close to that disciple named Zhou Xuanlan."

Su Baiche picked up the teapot and disagreed: "A little disciple, even if he is too talented, is only in the foundation-building stage at the moment. What's the use of getting close to it?"

Tong Xi: "I can't tell you too much, but this disciple has a strong fortune and will definitely reach the top of the world of cultivation in the future."

Pour the tea into the exquisite porcelain cup and emit a faint heat.

"Who can predict the future," Su Baiche rolled her eyes and laughed: "I have spent time on a little ghost, why don't I directly attack Di Yunyu, the strongest person in the world of cultivation for thousands of years."

"The fireflies want to pick the bright moon!"

Tong Xi was furious: "The Lord of the Imperial Palace is the most outstanding person in the world. If you want to attack him, it is still far from it!"

He just looked down on him.

Su Baiche smiled coldly, "I am not interested in other people, I just want to improve my cultivation."

Tongxidao: "So I'm helping you."

Su Baiche picked up the teacup and slowly stroked it with her slender fingers. After a while, she raised her head and drank the tea and smiled: "If I fail to help me get what I want, I will definitely pull you into the Shura Hell."

Tong Xi was silent and felt a little chill.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the night is as deep as ink.

Toward the bottom of Yun Peak, Shen Liuxiang called Zhou Xuanlan and pointed to a bluestone road, "The road is here, you are on the wrong path."

Zhou Xuanlan faced the opposite direction: "Disciple is going back to rest."

Only then did Shen Liuxiang remember that unlike other personal disciples, Zhou Xuanlan still lives on the secondary peak like ordinary disciples.

Tonight, he will be the only one left in the huge Chaoyun Peak.

Shen Liuxiang looked up and saw dark clouds pressing against the sky. The lights were hard to see on the entire mountain peak. The shadows of trees were shaking, and the peak was terrifyingly quiet.

He wrapped his robe tightly and said without any doubt: "From today, you will live with me in Chaoyun Peak."

Zhou Xuanlan paused and frowned slightly.

He was not picky about the place where he lived, but Chaoyun Peak was very troublesome. He was too far away from the place where he practiced and wasted a lot of time back and forth.

"Doctor stays in the secondary peak and everything is fine, no need to change it."

"You come to Chaoyun Peak to give you guidance."

Zhou Xuanlan stared at the person in front of him, unable to understand what the face of the person who had never fulfilled his master's responsibilities would have to interview the word "instructions".

Deep in his eyes, he became colder: "What if the disciple refuses?"

The sound of the sinking blinked, thought for a moment, raised his eyes and smiled: "Then I can only spoil you."

The boy in black was stunned for a moment, his eyes dissipated, and an unnatural expression appeared on his face. He turned his head a little and raised his thin lips slightly: "It's good for me to live in the secondary peak, so Master doesn't need to worry about it."

Chen Liuying nodded: "Yeah, you go."

Zhou Xuanlan looked at the sound of Shen Liu again and turned around and left.

After walking for a few steps, he turned around and stared at the person following behind: "Master is there anything to do?"

The sinking sounded and shook his head.

Zhou Xuanlan took a few more steps forward, turned around and found that the distance between him had not changed. "Why did Master follow me?"

"If I don't stop you from going back, don't stop me from following me," Chen Liujiu's hand was behind his back, and his clothes were swaying in the night wind to stir up some ripples. "That's right, there is still a place for the Deputy Peak, I can only take it anywhere for one night."

Zhou Xuanlan understood it in his heart.

It's not difficult to imagine.

The sinking sounds will dare to stay at the secondary peak tonight, and tomorrow there will be a variety of rumors and rumors spread throughout the world of cultivation.

The dignified Immortal Lord lives in a small sub-peak, and there may be a crisis in the finances of the sect. Qingling Zong Pills!

He was hurt by love during the day, so he stayed at his disciple's deputy peak late at night. Chen Xianjun was afraid that he would give up on himself and was about to destroy the grass with a harsh hand. Qingling's disciple was in danger!

Zhou Xuanlan went back to the room to pack up his things, picked up his bag and left.

A group of disciples behind him went out to look around.

"Wow, moving to Chaoyun Peak, I finally feel like Zhou Xuanlan is a personal disciple."

"Immortal Chen comes to pick him up in person? Oh my God, it's so nice to Zhou Xuanlan."

"The Immortal Lord was just smiling at me. Oh no, I'm a little moved!"

"I want to die of you, but then again, Immortal Lord looked like this before, so why can't I think about using disguise?"

"For Ye Jianzun, I'm crazy."

...

Two figures mixed among the disciples quietly retreated and left the secondary peak.

One of them said, "Sword Master is gone, are we still keeping it?"

The taller boy, holding a long sword, said sternly: "Of course, the sound of the sunken sound will cause the sword master to suffer such great humiliation, and he must retaliate!"

Ye Yi: "But he is already in the Nascent Soul cultivation, and we go is like shaking a big tree by storing a flock."

"Don't be confused by appearances," Yer took out the book from the storage bag. "According to the secret biography, Chen Liuxiang has not attacked anyone for ten years, which means that his injuries have not been healed and he has only spiritual power in his body."

Ye Yi: "What do you mean?"

"While he was sleeping, he kidnapped and beat him up."

Ye Yi: "It is impossible to succeed. Are you an idiot when you are an immortal?"

Yer stopped talking, and his anger was fascinated by his mind, so he turned around and rushed towards Yunfeng.

Chaoyunfeng had many rooms, and Zhou Xuanlan picked up one to stay. Chen Liuxiang did not continue to disturb him, so he returned to the room.

Close the door.

After planning to drink some water, the transponder in his arms suddenly became hot.

"I received the news, Zongzhu is back," Ling Hua's voice was lazy, as if he was drinking. He took a few mouthfuls before continuing, "Don't say I didn't remind you."

The sinking sound: "What does it mean?"

"Didn't you want to wait for the sect leader to come back and ask for the Holy Ming Fruit for Ye Bing to burn."

The sinking sound moved in his heart.

The Holy Ming Fruit is the most useful spiritual fruit below the God Transformation Realm. In the novel, Chen Liuxiang really got it, but he turned around and gave it to Ye Bingran, who gave it to Su Baiche with his backhand.

After a while, Su Baiche became the biggest winner.

"I won't give it to him, I want it myself."

Ling Hua was shocked, and she sat up from the roof and put down the wine pot, "Say it again!"

"The water does not flow to outsiders' fields," said Chen Liuji, "I would rather use it as snacks for you than give it to him."

"Thank you for your kindness. I have different physiques and I don't need spiritual fruits." Ling Hua wanted to cry excitedly, "I've been worried about sleeping at night recently, but I just can't bear to let the Holy Ming Fruit fall into the hands of others. You know that I feel sorry for my baby!"

Over the years, if you give Shen Liu a good thing, you will be in Ye Bingran's hands the next day.

But it made him very angry!

The most suitable person for sects to eat the Holy Bright Fruit is Shen Liuji. If he asks the sect leader, he will most likely achieve it.

"Why do I want it?" asked Chen Liuxiang.

Ling Hua pondered for a moment: "Last time in Lingxiao Hall, you broke the strand of hair from the main body of the sect. You took action to make the sect leader retreat."

The sinking sounded in surprise.

Senior brother Ling Ye, currently the leader of Qingling, is one of the best figures in the cultivation world, and a big monster in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm.

With this ability, can he fight Ling Ye retreat?

"I was so scared at that time, and the sect leader was also frightened," Ling Hua drank a sip of wine and said in lingering fear. "You put Zhaoyao on your neck and your hands were trying hard. In the blink of an eye, blood splattered everywhere, and almost couldn't save you."
To be continued...