Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 22 Elder Taishang [Lidu]

   Qiongyu Mountain, Yijianping.

   An old man in red robe stood in the center, overlooking the lush mountains.

   "Second Elder, Quetang came to report. Three hundred sword lights took off from Zhuoguang Mountain and were on their way. However, they were relatively low-key and deliberately bypassed Nanling City and flew along a secluded place all the way."

   A black-clothed disciple reported.

The    red-robed old man turned around, revealing fiery red eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Oh? That old guy Xia Changqing has also learned to keep a low profile? How long will it take for them to arrive? Also, are the Qiongyu Sword Sect people in custody?"

   He is not the second elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect, but the second elder of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect—Luo Yu!

   "According to the calculation, it can be reached at sunset."

The black-clothed disciple replied respectfully, "Sixty outer disciples of the Qiongyu Sword Sect were imprisoned in the dungeon. There were also three elders, including the Taishang elder Li Du, who were imprisoned in Cheng In the Temple of Heaven."

Luo Yu nodded and commanded: "Well done! Go and inform Li Du, according to the agreement, pick up a few clever outer disciples, and put on Qiongyu clothes together with my Quetang disciples, and he will take the lead and give them back to the three Baijianxian held a celebration feast!

   "Hahaha, I want to take down Xia Changqing and the entire Qiongyu Sword Sect without any bloodshed!"

   The black-clothed disciple raised his head: "Elder is wise!"

  …

  Lingshu View, disciple room.

  Zhang Ming sat upright in the room and switched his gaze to Zhang Xiaoyi's field of vision.

   This is one of the abilities of Daoying Immortal, which can freely switch the perspective between the main body and the avatar.

   "Master, the water temperature here is just right, I will accompany you to bathe."

  Lu Xueqing's voice rang in his ears.

   Zhang Ming opened his eyes and almost couldn't control his nosebleed.

  A long river meanders between a lush valley, the water is crystal clear and the reefs stand. I saw a woman whose skin was better than snow, took off her clothes, wore a layer of tulle, lightly lifted her jade feet, and stepped into the river.

Below   , a person has already sunk into the water, reached out and picked up his hair, brushing his hair and washing it gently.

   "This, this... A virtuous gentleman like Pindao, how could he get such a scene?"

   Zhang Ming examines the two with critical eyes.

  Lu Xueqing has icy muscles and jade bones, like Ao Xue Hanmei, but she didn't expect her figure to be much better than Suying's.

  Unfortunately, the tulle on the body is vague, although it is real, but I always feel that it is not real enough.

   Sanqing Dao Zun is above, and Zhang Xiaoyi's fellow is peeking at it, and it has nothing to do with my Qing Hui.

   Even if it is related to Qing Hui, it has nothing to do with me, Zhang Ming!

   "Master, you have suffered these three days."

  Lu Xueqing stood behind Suying and helped her braid her hair.

  Suying looked at the reflection in the water, a little jealous of the skin, face and figure of the woman beside her.

   Looking back at himself, the blackened thunder marks have not been completely eliminated, and may still leave marks.

   "It's all to blame... that **** Taoist Qing Hui!"

   she gritted her teeth and thought with hatred.

   "Xueqing, thanks to your help this time, I will definitely report to Elder Ming Lidu when I go back, and give you a reward."

  Suying covered the coldness in her eyes and smiled kindly.

  Lu Xueqing shook his head: "As long as you and Qinghui Daochang are safe and sound, the disciples don't need awards."

  Su Ying's eyes sank, and she hummed, "Hehe, Lingshu Guan... I won't just forget about Qiongyu Sword Sect!"

   The jade hand with the curly hair paused slightly.

  Lu Xueqing said urgently, "Master, didn't you promise your disciple that you would not be embarrassed by Daoist Master Qing Hui?"

  Suying pushed her away with her backhand, caught her hair, and fiddled with her.

"Xueqing, you are too naive. Lingshu Guan killed my head of the Qiongyu Sword Sect, and insulted me Suying and my three hundred disciples. With such a big revenge, how can we forget it! Even if I agree, the Supreme Elder Li Du It is impossible for adults to agree!"

   she reprimanded coldly.

  Lu Xueqing was shocked and staggered back in the river.

   "Okay, let's continue on our way!"

   In Zhang Xiaoyi's eyes, the two walked towards the river bank.

  Qiong Yujian sent 300 people outside the Lingshu Temple. They knelt for three days and three nights without changing clothes or washing up. They were already disheveled and about to stink. Therefore, their rest this time, the first is to go to the river to bathe.

   Of course, there were also male disciples who didn’t care, and found some high places to rest, bask in the sun, and look at the scenery.

   Soon, after they finished resting, they rode their sword lights one by one and flew towards Qiongyu Mountain.

   Zhang Xiaoyi followed them curiously, and finally saw a lotus-shaped mountain at sunset.

   "We... we're back!"

   "Yes, Junior Sister, do you remember what I said that night when I knelt beside you?"

   "Senior brother, what did you say..."

  “…”

   The teachers and disciples called out with joy. These three short days were like a nightmare.

   Now waking up, they saw the familiar Qiongyu Mountain, and could no longer restrain their excitement.

   Zhang Xiaoyi was a little speechless, making himself look like a villain.

   "Fairy Suying! Are you back?"

   A sword light flew up from Yijianping and was approaching.

   "It's the second elder! He's here to pick us up!"

   A disciple shouted from behind.

   The person who came here had white hair and pale face and a slightly wider stature. He was Hu Xueshen, the second elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect.

   "Fairy Suying, congratulations on your triumphant return, Elder Li Du has ordered a celebration banquet!"

  Hu Xueshen stood on the flying sword and smiled.

   However, as he uttered these words, the surroundings were immediately silent without a trace of sound.

   After a long time, Su Ying said with an ugly face: "Elder Hu, we...we were defeated, and the senior brother in charge...was also beheaded by Lingshuguan on the spot..."

  Hu Xueshen's expression changed: "What? The head...he's dead!?"

The disciples around    all bowed their heads.

   The two elders were extremely shocked. A small broken Taoist temple actually defeated their Qiongyu Sword Sect and killed the leader on the spot. How is this possible?

   Are you talking about books?

   However, the sight in front of him made him have to face the reality.

  Hu Xueshen took a deep breath, and immediately felt a little melancholy, then this celebration banquet arranged by Demon Lord Luo Yu...how should it end?

Suying asked with a gloomy face: "Elder Hu, where is the Supreme Elder, Lord Li Du? My Qiongyu Sword Sect is in such trouble, how can I give up! I also ask Elder Li to come out and fight for my Qiongyu Sword Sect's face. , to avenge the sect master!"

  Hu Xueshen rolled his eyes and said, "Everyone has worked hard, Elder Li Du is celebrating...We are waiting for you at the reception banquet."

   He stretched out his hand to guide him and flew towards Qiushui Pavilion with his sword light.

   The crowd did not suspect him, and followed behind to a building surrounded by pavilions.

   This is an important celebration place for Qiongyu Sword Sect, located on Xuanqing Road on the mountainside.

A thin and thin old man stood in the Qiushui Pavilion and smiled at the crowd: "Fairy Suying, all disciples, you have worked hard! This trip to Zhuoguang, to promote the prestige of my Qiongyu Sword Sect, must be exhausting. right?"

   Before he finished his polite words, he heard Hu Xueshen's voice transmission, and his face changed suddenly.

   "Everyone, the revenge of the head has to be reported!"

  Elder Lidu changed his tune and said, "But before that, we still have to fill our stomachs, recharge our batteries, and make adequate preparations. I will take everyone back to Zhuoguang Mountain together and smash the two Taoists to ashes!"

  Suying heard this, and thanked him heavily: "Please Elder Li take charge of the overall situation!"

The disciples behind    looked at each other and did not speak.

   Now, as long as they are smart, they have already figured out that this trip to Zhuoguangshan to subdue demons is not as bright as the slogan, but the head is under the banner and plotting an unknown purpose.

   Since Daoist Qing Hui was willing to let him and others come back, he was not a heinous person.

   On the contrary, it was the head and Qiongyu Sword Sect who were aggressive.

  Zhang Xiaoyi hid in the Ziying sword and glanced at it: "It's strange, there doesn't seem to be anything unusual."

  Suying led the disciples into the Qiushui Pavilion.

  In any case, since Elder Li Du has already spoken, then they all have to eat this banquet.

   Moreover, they were hungry for three days in a row, eating porridge and fruit every day, and they were really greedy.

  Suying sat down with everyone in the banquet hall, and soon enjoyed dishes, fruits and drinks.

   Elder Li Du and Hu Xueshen looked at each other.

   The two stroked their beards and laughed.

   "Lidu: Ask for a recommended ticket, a monthly pass"

   (end of this chapter)