After he finished speaking, he got up and left. Shen Qingqiu of course knew that Luo Binghe wasn't a good person, but he still couldn't conclude that he was a bad person. On the other side, Qiu Qingge was about to leave. He glanced at the small table as if he had seen something extraordinary and stepped on nothing.
【"Zhao Hua Temple" mission officially issued! Publisher: Luo Binghe. Please choose whether to accept or not!】
This person looked very familiar. Shen Qingqiu thought for a while and suddenly remembered. Wasn't this Huayue City's … what sect? Oh, Ba Qi Sect, Ba Qi Sect's eldest shixiong!
Not long after Jinlan City was Zhao Hua Temple.
After a few years, he didn't know what the once bustling commercial capital looked like after that disaster. If he wasn't in a hurry, Shen Qingqiu would definitely fly through the thick clouds to take a look.
Luo Binghe's eyes were full of "please praise me!" and "please pat my head!" He began to have a headache. Just what kind of dream did Luo Binghe create for them to make the situation so serious that so many people rushed to the Zhao Hua Temple to discuss it seriously …
Shen Qingqiu was just about to nod when Luo Binghe followed. His identity was special, and this situation was sensitive. Shen Qingqiu said, "You hide first, don't let the sect leaders point their fingers at you."
Of course, the only one who would be interested in sneaking into his room early in the morning was Luo Binghe.
Who took over your body!
Shen Qingqiu stood up. "Something happened?"
Qiu Qingge said in a low voice, "Something happened. Last night after midnight, there was news. Today, many sect leaders were invited to Zhao Hua Temple for a discussion. Cang Qiong Mountain sect was included. The city's cultivation families have just set out. "
This attire and appearance was no different from Luo Binghe before the Immortal Alliance Conference. A standard, pure, and flawless disciple of a famous sect, (crossed out) diligent and capable young wife (crossed out) image, really … really …
Isn't this nonsense?
No wonder he fell asleep for a moment on the Xiu Ya sword. Shen Qingqiu thought he was physically weak, but it turned out he had activated the nightmare skill at that time.
If the scene was the Qing Jing Peak bamboo house, there really would be a terrible illusion of time going back!
Luo Binghe smiled. "I don't know."
The latter whispered in Shen Qingqiu's ear, "Isn't Shizun vexed about not having any 'evidence'? This way, we don't have to worry about it anymore, right? "
Luo Binghe casually put away the breakfast plates as he casually said, "There's no need to return to Cang Qiong Mountain today."
The precious temple was dignified, situated at the waist of a verdant ancient mountain. It was originally a quiet and secluded ancient temple, but today it was a boiling cauldron of voices, figures leaping about, and there was an endless stream of flying swords flying in and out of the mountainside.
Lying about his cultivation level in front of everyone's eyes and being exposed on the spot was like shooting himself in the foot. In his heart, Shen Qingqiu lit a candle for this brother who hadn't made any progress even after so many years.
[Accept Gladly] [Reluctantly] [Reject]
The Cang Qiong Mountain sect, headed by Yue Qingyuan, sat at the side of the hall, solemn and respectful. Qiu Qingge stood behind him and leaned over to whisper a few words. Yue Qingyuan's expression stirred. He raised his head slightly and looked around.
Just as he finished speaking, Qiu Qingge kicked the door open and returned. The door had been kicked down, but Shen Qingqiu felt that this was the normal Qiu Qingge's style and entrance, so his expression didn't change. Qiu Qingge didn't even look at Luo Binghe and said to Shen Qingqiu, "Change course. Today we won't return to Cang Qiong Mountain sect, we'll go to Zhao Hua Temple. "
Luo Binghe turned his head and saw him propping up his upper body with one arm. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Shizun is awake? Breakfast is on the table. "
When the three words "Zhao Hua Temple" came out of his mouth, the System sent a notification:
An apology wasn't just a verbal apology. The damaged public facilities must be compensated at the original price. This was the least amount of sincerity!
… I can't stand it.
At the bottom of the stone steps of the Hall of Great Strength, the three people stopped. Qiu Qingge said to Shen Qingqiu, "Come with me to see the sect head shixiong."
Ah?
What the hell happened?!
Luo Binghe said indifferently, "If you want to point, point. Of course I'll go with Shizun. "
But that shixiong's cultivation level hadn't increased much these past few years, but his skin had grown a lot thicker. Even like this, he didn't feel embarrassed and said loudly, "There are always exceptions to everything! Why don't you tell me what kind of dream it was? "
He didn't need to ask. Someone became impatient first. "Is there anyone who can say what kind of dream it was?"
"Everyone here, how many of you had the same dream last night?"
Shen Qingqiu said, "When did your master say you weren't my disciple?"
Luo Binghe commented, "This inn's breakfast is really bad. I've wronged Shizun. "
The two abbots looked at each other, and many people began to cough softly.
Wu Wang frowned, but Great Master Wu Chen had a good temper and patiently gave a summary. "The content of the dream was that Tianlang-Jun, who was suppressed at the foot of Bailu Mountain, reconstructed his body and set off a reign of terror …"
Dream?
Shen Qingqiu held his forehead with one hand, but his body reacted involuntarily. He grabbed Luo Binghe's hand and got off the bed.
Qiu Qingge sat up straight again. "I don't believe it. But you wholeheartedly protect that ingrate. "
Outside the hall and in the plaza, a wall of people surrounded them. If it was in the past, the most arrogant would definitely be the disciples of Huan Hua Palace. But now that Huan Hua Palace had become an evil sect, they were naturally excluded. They weren't invited at all and didn't see a single person.
That person answered, "Late Golden Core stage!"
On the way to Zhao Hua Temple, they passed by Jinlan City.
Shen Qingqiu finally had a chance to discipline his disciple. He took a sip of tea and said, "It's good that you have this idea. Since you know you're still a disciple of Qing Jing Peak, then from now on you can't be so rude to the other shishu and shibo. Especially after you return to Cang Qiong Mountain today, you must sincerely apologize for the incident last time. "
Qiu Qingge leaned forward slightly. The bright candlelight dyed his snow-white face with a layer of warmth. He asked tensely, "Or are those rumors all true?"
"This old monk will ask directly."
He lowered his head in thought, but Qiu Qingge thought he was ashamed of being scolded. His expression softened and his tone wasn't so harsh. "The fellow disciples don't understand why you're so good to him."
Shen Qingqiu looked up and saw that Qiu Qingge hadn't left yet. He sensed something was wrong. "What?"
Shen Qingqiu covered his head and slept the whole night.
Who was this pure young man who served tea, washed clothes, and folded blankets while shyly speaking with his back turned?
Great Master Wu Chen said politely, "May I ask this sect master, what is your cultivation?"
The Devil Incarnate made his bed! This scene was too beautiful. Shen Qingqiu didn't dare to look. Suddenly, Luo Binghe's voice came. "However, since Shizun told me to call Qiu Qingge shishu, that means he still recognizes me as a disciple of Qing Jing Peak."
You're the one who coldly said to the harem, "I only have this many women, and there will only be more and more. Endure or scram." This kind of domineering declaration was the type of horse man.
The people below echoed, "That's right, our sect is also under Golden Core. Everyone was fine last night."
This person walked around quietly. Shen Qingqiu opened his eyelids and was immediately stunned.
However, this was a very different Luo Binghe.
Qiu Qingge stiffly turned his head and looked at him up and down with a complicated gaze like he was looking at something new. After a while, he shook his head and opened the door to leave. In just a few short steps, he seemed to stumble over the threshold.
This was another one who wouldn't listen to advice. If he really followed and was recognized, there would be a lot of unnecessary trouble. Shen Qingqiu said, "Liu-shidi, you go first. I'll follow later."
A Ba Qi Sect, such a domineering name, unexpectedly didn't have a single cultivator who had reached Golden Core. Otherwise, he wouldn't have questioned him in public. It seemed that this person wasn't invited for a discussion, but purely came to join in on the fun.
Whenever these two people mentioned each other, they would simply and crudely say the three words "I don't know." Shen Qingqiu figured out that he'd figured it out. It was useless to ask. In a flash, Luo Binghe went to make his bed again.
The implication was that if he really was in the late Golden Core stage, he should also have had this dream … …
The next morning, half-asleep, he sensed that someone had entered his room.
The strange thing was that this kind of morning was the standard service at Qing Jing Peak every morning. Getting out of bed, putting on clothes, washing up, sitting at the table, eating, naturally, he finished a set under Luo Binghe's considerate service.
If the object of comparison was Luo Binghe's craftsmanship, this evaluation was very polite. Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath and asked, "Where's your shishu?"
The initiator of the mission was actually Luo Binghe himself. Shen Qingqiu narrowed his eyes. "How did you know?"
Luo Binghe said, "Won't shizun know when he goes? While Liu … … Liu-shishu hasn't returned yet. "
Liu Qingge coldly glared at them and flew up the stairs to meet up with Cang Qiong Mountain sect first.
Shen Qingqiu said helplessly, "I didn't protect him. I just didn't want to misunderstand him again. "
Although Great Master Wu Chen's words were elegant and reserved, and the content was somewhat cut, according to Luo Binghe's taste, the "reign of terror" he spoke of definitely wasn't as simple as fighting and killing. He definitely omitted a lot of heavy words … …
Luo Binghe said in a low voice, "I thought shizun had already tacitly expelled me from the sect. I've been chasing to call him shizun, but I'm actually very afraid it was just my wishful thinking. "
Puzzled, Great Master Wu Chen came out and acted like he understood. "Then … … this is strange. In this temple, everyone with Golden Core cultivation and above had the same dream … … "
Shen Qingqiu said, "En. En? What did you say? "
He really was too naive and too sweet to think that Liu Juju would turn his nose up at gossip. Shen Qingqiu tightened his grip on his folding fan. "Liu-shidi actually listened to these nonsense rumors."
Next to Great Master Wu Chen was the abbot of Zhao Hua Temple, Abbot Wu Wang. This old monk with grizzled eyebrows and beard put his palms together. His deep and resounding voice reverberated through the main hall, sounding extremely loud and clear.
In the center of the Hall of Great Strength, the abbot of Zhao Hua Temple presided over the situation. Great Master Wu Chen was actually also standing among them. Shen Qingqiu looked closely and discovered that both of his calves were wooden prosthetics that allowed him to stand and walk as usual.
Needless to say. Luo Binghe had done a good job!
He had changed into a set of white clothes, and his black hair was also neatly bound with a light-colored hairband. He was currently bustling back and forth in the room with a relaxed and contented expression.
How many times have you chased after shizun and called him shizun?
Shen Qingqiu covered his face. Can't you have a little ambition? Bing-ge!
As long as he deliberately restrained his aura and adjusted his expression, Luo Binghe could completely make himself look harmless and blend in with the bustling crowd like a good youth from an ordinary sect. It was just that his face was a bit too good looking and it was hard not to attract attention. As for Shen Qingqiu, apart from that one dishonorable public appearance in Jinlan City, he had been buried in the ground without showing his face for many years. The chances of him being recognized were even smaller.
Liu Qingge said coldly, "I don't understand the matters between you guys. A leopard never changes its spots. Luo Binghe is definitely not a good person. You're on your own. "
Luo Binghe said, "I say, if shizun really wants to see everyone … … Shishu and Shibo, there's no need to return to Cang Qiong Mountain. We can just change directions and go directly to Zhao Hua Temple. "
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