If you want to say who this female ghost has the best attitude towards, it must be Yao Qishang.

"Thank you, senior, for taking me in. Then Xiuzhu..."

"Chen Xiuzhu is clean and pure, and is truly the best material for practicing bamboo and stone swordsmanship. In addition, he is physically strong and knowledgeable in medicine. I would rather stay here."

"Thank you, senior!"

Yao Qishuang and Shen Xiuzhu looked at each other and knelt down on one knee to express their gratitude. The young master lamented that it was irritating to compare people to others, and Wan Congfang had never been so kind to him.

Interestingly, when they arrived at the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect, Dai Liner actually chose to stay and asked to join instead of continuing to travel with Qingyun.

Regarding her, Wan Congfang hesitated for a moment, but Mo Shuiyao winked, as if quietly transmitting a message, and agreed after a moment. To this end, Dai Lin'er even presented some basic mysteries of the Qionghua Sect. Gong to help the disciples of the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect lay a solid foundation.

This kind of behavior reminded me again of what Yao Mengxun said to him at the banquet that day.

"What is Dai Lin'er's purpose?"

Although Qingyun only had a brief interaction with Dai Lin'er, whether it was his intuition or Yao Qishuang's reaction, this girl was indeed a trustworthy friend.

Not to mention how kind-hearted she is, at least she is a partner who values ​​love and justice, but why is she so persistent in getting closer to him?

As for Shutong and the other four, they did not leave, because Mr. Fei had ordered that they must help the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect through the accumulation stage of rapid development.

Feng Ziyu originally wanted to go back with Yao Mengxun to see Long Fushi, and clamored that the three of them wanted to marry Jinlan, but Aunt Mo was helpless, so she had to bid farewell to Yao Mengxun with tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Ayu, I will definitely bring your kindness to Fu Shi, and I will definitely become the best sisters with her~"

Yao Mengxun blinked playfully, her dull eyes not seeming to affect her ability to understand everything at all.

Before leaving, Fang Cihang specially pulled Qingyun to a corner and stuffed him with a bulging treasure bag.

"for you."

"Brother Fang, what does this mean?"

"Thank you."

The young man was confused.

"The bandage man said, thank you for helping him provide connections to the Yao family, and we have some clues about the Fang family's affairs."

Just as Shu Tong bowed and bowed to send him off, Yao Ershao walked in with domineering steps.

"Well, Brother Fang, you are out of sight now, and if you want to thank me, you should go thank Sister Shuang."

"Thanks."

Fang Cihang, who was bandaged, could hardly speak more than five words in a sentence.

Regardless of Qingyun's desperate refusal, he stuffed the treasure bag into the young master's arms and immediately turned around and left, looking at Yan Jiu's eyes with his cool look.

"Brother Feng, what's going on with the Fang family?"

Yao Pofeng put his hands on the pillow, first pretended not to care, then curled his lips and said:

"This matter can be said to be complex or not, but it can be said to be simple or simple. Qishuang had arranged it before, but because it was completely taken over by Uncle Li, he didn't take it to heart and didn't tell you, hey, I'll leave later. Let’s talk about it later.”

"OK."

During the subsequent journey, Qingyun realized that Fang Cihang had indeed obtained something that the Song family liked as he had guessed. As for what it was, the Song family refused to say it, and the Fang family also kept it secret.

Uncle Li, one of their four demon generals, was so stunned that he didn't ask.

However, due to the pressure and hidden anger of the Yao family, the Song family has now completely severed ties with Fang Cihang and his family, and now blatantly supports their opponents.

If the Yao family interferes again now, it will be unjustifiable.

Of course, you wouldn't know if you didn't investigate. Once you investigate, you will be shocked. It turns out that the Fang family's Kuji City is far away from the sky and the emperor is far away, and the family has been divided up by various forces.

Among them are not only the Song family of the Demonic Sect, but also many other large and small forces, who are also overtly and covertly involved in the competition with the Fang family.

This completely aroused Uncle Li's interest, so he gradually began to actively join the game and investigate the matter, because he was curious about what it was, and no one was willing to openly ask for it or rob it.

Fortunately, the internal troubles in Fang Cihang's family have been solved, but sadly, just as Mr. Fei had vaguely expected, the bandage man's first wife was possessed by some kind of twin saros.

It was just because of threats and temptations that he conspired with the Song family to poison Fang Cihang and force him to hand over the treasure or the truth.

As for the so-called twin saros, it is basically misleading and confusing, preventing the other party from finding the antidote, or even finding it will be useless.

After the Yao family came forward, the bandage man's first wife died suddenly overnight. I didn't have to guess who did it. Of course, Fang Cihang himself didn't know yet, and Yao Qishuang didn't tell him directly.

But the only fly in the ointment is that the Song family refused to admit that they were the ones who poisoned Fang Cihang, and refused to hand over any relevant antidote. They must have been trying to get it all. I can't get it, and none of you can get it.

At this point, the bandage man's suffering and worries have been temporarily alleviated, and the strange poison in his body, thanks to the guidance of the Kirin Purple Qi take-out doctor a few years ago, it is not difficult to survive.

Autumn is getting stronger again, and the long life that Qingyun has gained from cultivation, as well as the fact that he is immune to grain and cold and heat, have made him dull to the changes of the four seasons.

Along the way, even when he was in the Thirty-three Realms, he had never felt as warm and sad as when he left the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect today.

Yes, today, after ten years of sleep, he has many more friends.

These friends had different personalities and looks, but for some reason, the faces of those who waved goodbye to him were all filled with smiles that moved him.

A smile turns into a blessing, and a blessing becomes a bond.

Qingyun knew that in the future he would no longer fight alone, and the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect might become his other home.

Not far away, under Li Qing'er's calm eyes, Qingyun trotted back, with that pure and beautiful smile, and said softly:

"Junior Sister Qing'er, could you please say hello to Junior Brother Jing and He Bai for me?"

"Okay, have a good trip, senior brother."

The evening wind blew Li Qing'er's long hair. This time, Qingyun finally didn't leave anything behind, and she didn't run against the wind.

Yao Mengxun saw everything in her eyes, and after smiling, she seemed unable to see anything.

In the end, she and Yao Pofeng were the only ones left to go on the road with Qingyun.

But Wan Congfang still never appeared in person from beginning to end. Perhaps only Li Qing'er could hear her crying and laughing sometimes.

"Zhijing Dongtian, I'm back!"

The corners of Qingyun's mouth raised slightly, as bright as the sunset.

The number of people in the returning team dropped sharply, and the lively atmosphere was obviously much more deserted. With Yao Mei around, Yao Pofeng rarely had fun drinking with Qingyun.

However, as the master and Luo Yunjian became more and more compatible, the three of them were able to fly in the air on it, which was much faster than walking or even riding a strange beast.

It wasn't until he was thousands of miles away from the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect, and one night when he was staying overnight, that Yao Pofeng took out a yellowed ancient book and handed it to Qingyun.

"Here, Wan Congfang asked me to give it to you."

"What is this?"

The young master curiously took the book which was spotless but seemed to break at the touch of a touch.

"Huan Yin Needle?"

The large characters on the ancient books are still very clear.

"Well, Wan Congfang said this was found from the prisoners in the cellar. She said you know, she asked me to get away and leave it to you."

With his mouth drooped, the second young master had a look of disdain and disdain.

He really couldn't understand how Wan Congfang, whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years, had such extraordinary cultivation. Didn't she die in Bai Zhizheng's conspiracy? Was she taken away by someone?

It has become so ghostly.

"She said she took a lot of pills from you last time and she didn't want to owe you anything, so she used this to pay off the debt."

Crossing his legs, Yao Pofeng said lazily.

"Well, why didn't she give it to me last time?"

The young man was also very speechless.

"I guess I have no intention of paying it back at all! It's just that Shutong and Feng Ziyu are helping me make alchemy now, so I'm throwing some rubbish at you for peace of mind."

"Fourth brother, don't think of people so badly."

Yao Mengxun gave a kind reminder, but when the young master briefly browsed the secret book called "Huanyin Acupuncture", his speechlessness turned into fierceness again.

"Damn, I thought this was a precious secret book, but it turned out to be a method for cultivating spiritual consciousness. I currently only have the Yuan Hua realm, so it would be of no use to me!"

"Haha, no wonder she asked me to stay away from you before giving it to you. Her feelings are deliberately disgusting for you. It's really interesting!"

"Why don't you Mengxun? I'll give it to you."

"No, I don't want to spend time and energy on boring practice."

This is very Yao Mengxun, and of course it is also very Long Fu Shi.

"What about you, Brother Feng?"

The young master simply returned it to Yao Pofeng, but the second young master threw it back again.

"Why do I need this thing? Youquan is profound and profound, and I don't have time to practice anything else."

"Forget it, forget it."

Qingyun, who looked unhappy, had no choice but to put it into his treasure bag. Since he didn't want it, he might as well go back and compose poems for the dragon.

This divine consciousness method originated from Chen Ping starts with concentrating sound into a line to detect the reality of the enemy. After becoming proficient, it can be used in the same way on divine consciousness.
To be continued...