The tears that swore never to shed again fell uncontrollably.

She wiped away her tears and shook her head desperately: "It doesn't hurt, it's worth it!"

Song Qianji sighed, lifted the porcelain white teapot and added a cup of chrysanthemum tea to her:

"When it's time, what's worth it now may not always be worth it."

He Qingqing swallowed and choked, her voice firm and sheepy: "I chose it myself! I want it worth it!"

"Okay, don't cry." Song Qianji patted her on the shoulder, "Have you eaten? Want to eat something?"

He Qingqing suddenly covered her face with her hands and burst into a roar like a dying beast.

She cried loudly.

...

Huaweizong.

The main peak Qiankun Palace.

Today is a good day to celebrate—

The pearl in the palm of Xuyun's hand, Chen Hongzhu, the eldest lady of Huawei, successfully broke through the Jindan realm last night.

The night sky of Huaweizong was filled with strange phenomena, surrounded by auspicious clouds, as bright as brocade clouds.

Xuyun's good mood did not last for a day. Because of the familiar seven-character treasure ship, the arrival of the young man in white, Meng Heze.

The young sword cultivator gave him a very strange gift.

It is not a magic weapon or a spirit stone. Many monks were born in aristocratic sects, and had never seen it or recognized it.

The atmosphere of the entire Qiankun Palace was silent, and the elders and the peak masters surrounded the jade table one after another, staring at the open gift box.

"What's this?"

"I heard from Meng Heze that this is called 'millet', and mortal food is also millet."

Everyone was talking.

"What does it mean to send millet? Millet is homophonic with 'Su'. As the saying goes, 'The wind moves and falls and flowers are red'. 'Su' means falling and falling and falling. He won't be cursing us to fall, right?"

"'Gu' and 'Gu' are homophones. Is it a curse of us to pass away? What a vicious young man!"

Xuyun slapped the jade table, and the ears of the grain in the box trembled.

He shouted: "Zhao Ren! Say it!"

Zhao Ren was sweating coldly and tried his best to shrink himself behind the Yunlong carved style. When he heard the name, he rubbed his face with a sad face and finally appeared in front of him:

"Report to the head, I think Song Qianji is just giving away some specialties for autumn harvest, there is no other meaning."

He was controlled by others at the bottom of the well in Songyuan and had to make a poisonous oath with his heart of Tao. Later, when he returned to the sect, how dare he tell the truth?

I could only do my best to conceal it and say that everything was as usual in Qianqu County.

Qianqu is a barren small place, with spiritual energy and fortune plundering several times, almost nothing.

Song Qianji is a young monk who is not favored by Huawei Sect. No one wants to mention him unless it is necessary.

"Tongsong" is a serious crime.

I heard Zhao Ren say in person that the people of Huaweizong are naturally relieved and just waited for the sludge of Qianqu County to drag down Song Qianji.

Unexpectedly, spring comes and autumn comes, the shadow of the "Song Qianji" is pressed down again, covering the entire Huawei Mountain.

The man cursed: "Give specialties? He is so kind-hearted? This Song Qianji is so terrifying!"

"Ha, he is holding a grudge against us for giving him thousands of barren channels and sending ordinary people to demonstrate!"

"A mere Qi Refining Cultivator, but the saint supports me, dares to hit me in the face of Huawei Sect!"

Xu Yun's stern eyes moved away from Zhao Ren's face.

Zhao Ren felt relieved and complained in his heart.

Xu Yun said, "When I gave him Qianqu County, the grudge was settled, and it was a day to end sooner or later. Master Zhao Feng, this matter was caused by your Zhao family. What do you say?"

Zhao Taiji shook his sleeves and reached out to pick up the seeds of grain: "The ancestor is about to leave the customs, I will report to the ancestor for this matter."

"Okay!" Xu Yun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhao Feng and Hongzhu stay, everyone else will go first."

Everyone bowed and left, and went out one after another. Zhao Ren ran quickly and disappeared.

There were only three people left in the hall in an instant, empty and silent.

Zhao Taiji laughed and said, "Song Qianji is the enemy of the sect, and he will not let anyone go. Shouldn't the sect help me with help?"

"I have my own arrangements." Xu Yun said lightly.

Xuyun looked at her daughter, her eyes becoming loving and gentle.

When everyone was indignant, Chen Hongzhu remained silent.

Since the end of the Dengwen Conference, she has spoken less and less. The whip on her waist has been put away and she has not used it for a long time.

But in the eyes of my father, this is a sign that my daughter becomes well-behaved and sensible as she grows up.

"Hongzhu, what do you think?" he asked.

Chen Hongzhu had no expression on his face: "Without Huaweizong, there would be no me, and my daughter knew the pros and cons."

"Okay! This is my daughter." Xu Yun said with satisfaction, "When you were born, you asked the Wuxiang Monk to calculate your fortune for your father, find a good Taoist couple, and make a good marriage. Now that you have broken through the golden elixir, it is time to meet with the other party for the official meeting..."

Chen Hongzhu was slightly surprised and frowned slightly.

The relationship between the great families in the world of cultivation is mixed. It is common to often use marriage and recruit disciples to bind interests.

She asked calmly, "Whose disciple is it?"

"The young master of the Wei family is the first to be a talented young master among his peers, Wei Zhenyu!"

Xu Yun coughed lightly, "But Wei Zhenyu has been away from home for many years and has disappeared. Now he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. Everyone hasn't mentioned his word "王花", and it's normal that you haven't heard it before.

"I discussed with the ancestor of Wei a few days ago, and the candidate was changed to Young Master Wei Zhanyang. Wei Zhanyang is now practicing Fuda Dao in Qingya Academy, and his reputation has been in full swing in recent years. You have also seen it at Wenya Conference before, and you have become a talented person. The rock walls on the Caishi Creek of our Huaweizong are also the poem he wrote, "The meeting is at the top of the mountain and the mountains are small." Do you still remember it? In terms of cultivation and origin, he is..."

Xuyun knew his daughter's fierce temperament and domineering temper so he patiently explained and tried to move her with emotion first.

"I understand." Chen Hongzhu interrupted and bowed in a hurry, "I have not long since my daughter broke through, and her state is unstable, so she retreated and went into seclusion."

The cultivation world has been a long time from getting engaged to being a member of the true family. If you really want to delay it, it can delay it for ten or a hundred years.

The empty clouds are speechless.

Zhao Taiji looked at Chen Hongzhu walking out of the hall gate and walking up the back of the Shuishu Bridge, and suddenly sneered: "Do you want to kill someone with a knife and drag the Wei family into the water?"

"Behind Song Qian's machine is not only a book saint, a chess ghost, but also another person."

Xuyun pointed to the roof of the palace, and he swallowed the word "旪" that could not be said to him.

Xian Jianchen. Few people in the cultivation world know that Song Qianji also has a secret relationship with Xian Jianchen.

"We not only need to borrow a knife, but also a hidden knife that does not show its sharpness."

Song Qianji is now in Qianqu, with only a group of outer disciples full of emptiness and no senior strong men to protect him.

In the mundane world, arranging an assassination, assassinating a Qi Refining Cultivator, then erasing clues and clearing the relationship. Why is it difficult?

It will never be more difficult than planting millet in the wilderness and waiting for heavy rain in dry mountains.

Zhao Taiji used his fingertips to crush the full grains. Unlike the people of Huaweizong who covered his ears and stole the bell, he kept staring at Song Qianji.
Chapter completed!