"Oh, that's it. I'm responsible for this. You can go back. I'll be here in the afternoon. I'll recruit twenty seventh-level monks for you." Hun Qi said.

"Yes, elder." Yang Hui said.

"Don't call me elder." Hun Qi said to Yang Hui.

"What?" Yang Hui didn't know what to call him instead.

"Just call me Hun Qi." Hun Qi said.

"This...isn't appropriate..." Yang Hui said.

"There is nothing inappropriate. Everyone in the Qianzong family calls me Hun Qi." Hun Qi said. "But the only people who know that I am Elder Kun are my weeding team and the sect leader. You are the first one.

exception."

"Oh, okay." Yang Hui said, since everyone in Chengqianzong called him that, and Hun Qi didn't want to reveal his identity, he had no choice but to call him that.

"Okay, you go back and clean up." Hun Qi said.

"Pack it up?" Yang Hui looked confused. What to pack up?

"Yes, pack your bedroll, you have been promoted to a formal disciple now." Hun Qi said.

"What? When did this happen?" Yang Hui was a little confused. He had been promoted to a formal disciple. How could he not know it?

"That's what I said just now." Hun Qi said.

"Oh, okay." Yang Hui finally understood that this was the special care Hun Qi gave him, "Thank you, Elder Kun."

"Huh?" Hun Qi glanced at Yang Hui.

Yang Hui understood immediately. "Thank you Hun Qi."

Hun Qi nodded with satisfaction.

Yang Hui went down. Yang Hui always felt that there was something about this Soul Seven that made him seem to be attracted to him.

Just after Yang Hui left, Hun Qi's pupils flashed with a strange light. That was unique to the Hun clan.

Obviously, Hun Qi also knew that Yang Hui was a descendant of the Hun clan, but Yang Hui didn't know that.

…

Wait until everything is sorted out.

Yang Hui took a rest, and soon it was afternoon, so Yang Hui went directly.

"Soul Seven." Yang Hui saw him again.

"Yes." Hun Qi nodded. "These are the monks I gave you. Hurry up."

"I understand." Yang Hui said. "Hun Qi, how should I command these monks?"

"Hahaha, how to command? Do you want someone to teach you this?" Hun Qi said.

"Okay." Yang Hui understood what Hun Qi meant, which was to direct it himself.

"You guys, follow me." Yang Hui said.

"Yes." The answers of these guys were surprisingly unified.

"Let's go." Yang Hui said.

The pace of these guys is also surprisingly uniform.

"What is going on?" Yang Hui said in confusion.

"Sir, we are the weeding team directly under Master Soul Seven. The role of the weeding team is to weed out all those who rebel against fate." One person said.

"I understand." Yang Hui knew that these guys would kill without batting an eyelid. They only served Hun Qi.

"It's easy for things to go wrong with your uniform pace. Your goal is too big," Yang Hui said.

"You want us to be more casual?" one of the leaders said.

"Well, that's it." Yang Hui said.

In an instant, the group of people, who were as neat as an army, turned out to be as lazy as hooligans, and some of them even flirted with the monks next to them.

Yang Hui is actually very helpless, and the goal of doing this is also very big.

"Please... you are actually more likely to be taken seriously this way, okay?" Yang Hui said.

"Understood." The leader said. Then with a movement of the leader, these people seemed to have turned into normal monks, and they didn't know anyone around them. If it weren't for the fact that they were together now, Yang Hui wouldn't Treat them as real ordinary monks.

"Very good." Yang Hui said.

Now Yang Hui wants them to monitor the fourth elder.

"Target, Qianzong Guest Room No. 1, mission, monitor the movements of people inside. Time, three days. Start now." Yang Hui knew that these guys were purely militarized, so he told them like this, They can still understand it.

"Yes." The leader agreed.

"Disperse your actions and pretend to be ordinary monks." Yang Hui continued to order.

"Yes!" Then these guys disappeared in front of Yang Hui's eyes in an instant.

The weeding team is indeed a good thing. This kind of team is similar to the special forces. Their combat effectiveness can be as close as that of monks who are one level higher than themselves.

Yang Hui asked the weeding team to go, but of course Yang Hui himself would not go.

Now Yang Hui has more important things to do.

Yang Hui is going to do something now, of course, to meet Mu Qingting.

He had something he wanted to tell Mu Qingting.

"Yunshan?" Mu Qingting stared at the scenery in a daze.

A large piece of lawn makes people feel the vitality of spring. Walking on it, it feels soft, as if walking on water, and it makes you feel like you can’t bear to step on it. The plum trees on the edge of the lawn are in full bloom, and under the trees Walking down the lawn, a few petals floated down from time to time. There was another orchid under the tree, exuding bursts of fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy. The orange tree on the other side of the lawn was full of white flowers, symbolizing the autumn harvest. There was a trail to the left of the orange tree. Quiet and quiet, there is a small bamboo forest next to you. Walking in it, you can't help but slow down, cluck, cluck, cluck... A few hens are chirping leisurely and pecking at bugs in the grass, and the birds on the trees are chirping. , dancing, the singing is very beautiful. There is another breeze, taking a deep breath, it immediately refreshes people. After the breeze, one or two leaves flutter down, like a few butterflies flying, very beautiful, people feel I am in a fairyland. At this time, my heart is as level as a mirror like the West Lake. Looking at the sky, it seems that the sky is bluer; looking at the mountains, it seems that the mountains are greener; looking at the grass, it seems that the grass is greener .

It seems that Mu Qingting is also resting very leisurely.

"Sect Master." Yang Hui came over.

"Huh?" Mu Qingting didn't expect that Yang Hui would come to find him now.

"I forgot to tell the sect leader before. The fourth elder said that he wanted to chat with you or one of the elders and enjoy the scenery together." Yang Hui said.

"Well, I understand, but I don't think I need to go." Mu Qingting said. "Someone will go." Mu Qingting smiled strangely and then said nothing.

"Sect Master..." Yang Hui wanted to tell Mu Qingting that he was Yuncheng's "true identity", but thought about it and shut up.

"Huh?" Mu Qingting looked at Yang Hui, wondering what Yang Hui wanted to say.

"That's it..." Yang Hui didn't know how to speak. After all, for Mu Qingting, this was a deception.

"Okay, I know what you mean. You want a reward, don't you? I promised you before that I would accept you as an inner disciple." Mu Qingting said.

"No..." Yang Hui thought to himself, that's not what you meant.

"Okay, let's go down. I have something else to do and I won't talk to you anymore." Mu Qingting said, and then left directly.

Yang Hui was stunned on the spot, okay, I won’t tell you if I don’t want to know.

…

"Okay, don't dwell on such meaningless things." Xuanli said.

"Is it something meaningless?" Yang Hui was in a daze. "I think it's very meaningful. Because at least if I tell them, they won't have any doubts about me."

"Let me ask you, are you short-sighted?" Xuanli asked. "If you tell them your identity, do you think they will still believe you?"

"This..." Yang Hui didn't know what to say.

"Okay, you can decide for yourself." Xuanli disappeared directly.

…

Yang Hui is also doing nothing here, just to pass the time.

Moreover, Yang Hui discovered a very funny thing.

I don’t know whether Cheng Qianzong is too close to the people, or Mu Qingting likes this style.

Whether it is a grand palace or a short farmhouse that is ignored by others, they all have a simple and down-to-earth style, matching the rhythm of the yellow earth, coupled with the soft hum of the Baqiao weeping willows, the bright red

The peppers drying on the door and the golden corn cobs hanging on the wall of the courtyard are really full of sound and color. The combination of manpower and nature is so perfect and natural that people can't help but admire it.

There are some things hanging at the entrance of the sect... They are really friendly enough...

Yang Hui also expressed that he was speechless, but the scenery here was really nice.

Furry soft grass covers the yard, and morning glories scramble to climb up the apple-green fence; and every autumn, the old maple tree in front of the house always warmly envelopes the entire cottage and garden.

In the colorful clothes woven by red leaves, the loneliness and longing of strangers are transformed.

"Alas..." Yang Hui couldn't help but sigh, what are Jing Lanqing and Yang Xin doing now... Could he have to struggle here for months alone for the earth soul?

By the way, I still have the seeds that Mo Nianshan transformed into. I don’t know when I can send them to the Wanhua Sect so that the people of the Wanhua Sect can give Mo Nianshan a new life.

Yang Hui regretted it now. He should have given the seeds transformed by Mo Nianshan directly to Xiao Qian's sister. In this case, Mo Nianshan might be able to be resurrected as soon as possible.

However, after all, Mo Nianshan saved him with his own life, so Yang Hui did not dare to hand over the seeds easily. He had to see Mo Nianshan resurrected with his own eyes.
To be continued...