Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Even though Old Qin had a high level of cultivation, it still took him more than half a month on the road. This did not include the time spent crossing domains. It is conceivable that the distance between the two sects was extremely far.

Yu Ning of the Qianyuan Sword Sect sensed an opportunity to break through the Lianxu realm, so he handed over all matters to Jiuli and went into seclusion.

All matters within the sect, no matter how big or small, must be reported, not to mention other things happening inside the base. Jiuli sat there from morning until night, using the evening time to practice.

Old Qin rushed to Qianyuan Sword Sect. He was taken to the main hall where the sect master lived with trepidation. Could it be that Sect Master Yu Ning had something to say?

When he saw Jiuli sitting in the main seat, he was slightly stunned.

Could this be the same as killing the clan leader like his young master? It shouldn't be that serious, right? The word "right" kept lingering.

"Why are you here? Does Lin Yu want you to convey something?" Jiuli didn't even raise her head and continued looking at the jade slip in her hand.

Looking at her serious look, it's hard to imagine that Jiuli was eating the popsicle brought by Lingling with such a comfortable look on her face just now.

The first thing Old Qin said was the packaging, and then he took out a rectangular jade box from his ring and handed it to Jiuli.

"The young master is thinking about the saint girl, so he specially asked his subordinates to deliver Lingguang silk for the saint girl to play with." Old Qin is well versed in the art of language, and all his words are packaged to be more tactful.

"Is there anything else?" Jiuli gave Xiyun a look, and then asked Old Qin a question, actually intending to send him away.

Xiyun took the jade box containing Lingguang Silk and felt her hands trembling. How could such an important magic weapon be given to her? She felt like she was in a dream and she was also the one who touched it. She smiled happily in her heart.

Old Qin took the opportunity to look up at Jiuli, only to see Jiuli lowering her head and looking at the jade slip seriously. She seemed to be filled with joy and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"Young master ordered his subordinates to ask if the saint is safe?" Old Qin was smart and only mentioned this sentence. The rest was not important.

"Everything is fine. How is Linyu doing recently?" Jiuli put down the jade slip and signaled Xiyun to serve tea to Old Qin.

"The young master is doing well. He may have lost some weight recently due to the weather," said Old Qin. He glanced at Jiuli and continued, "If it weren't for the things that happened, the young master would have come in person."

Jiuli chuckled. Look at what he said. Qin Linyu is not an ordinary person. How could he lose weight again? I don't know where Qin Linyu found such a talent.

"I'll show it to him when we get back." Jiuli smiled, wrote down two sentences, sealed them in a jade box, and threw them to Old Qin.

"Yes." Old Qin was satisfied when he got the thing. He thought that he had done a good job in making the carrier pigeon, and now he could get the job done.

"Xiyun, please see him off for me." Jiuli raised her hand to signal.

Xiyun responded and took Old Qin down the mountain.

Qin Linyu smiled more sincerely after receiving the jade box, but it was a pity that he couldn't go to see Jiuli directly now.

Jiuli and Qin Linyu began to communicate via written letters in the following days. As they were both responsible for the rise and fall of the two sects, they met each other in a hurry.

Ming Yan practiced the evil skills given by Zhong Yan and made rapid progress. In just three years, he had reached the Nascent Soul stage and even went further.

He became more and more greedy, and his evil claws extended from the independent cultivators at the beginning to the disciples of the sect, devouring them all. Even Zhong Yan, who originally wanted to take over Ming Yan's body, was swallowed up by Ming Yan.

"You are here too?" Qin Linyu saw Jiuli, whispered to Old Qin to keep an eye on the disciples present, and walked to Jiuli's side.

"I'm here. I haven't seen you for a long time. You've lost some weight." Jiuli looked back, "It hasn't been easy during this period, has it?"

"I'm fine. It's really not easy for you. You're amazing to have achieved this as the first person in charge of the sect." Qin Linyu's eyes were gentle and distressed, completely different from the harsh tone he had just used to talk to his disciples. They were like two different people.

It's just hard to bear, but there's nothing we can do about it.

"You don't have to praise me," Jiuli smiled, looking at the mountains in front of him, "What do you know?"

"It's nothing. The skills cultivated by Zhong Yan have reappeared in the world of immortals, and people are in a panic, causing quite a stir." Qin Linyu also set his sights on the mountains.

"Are you here for this? It seems I was being too sentimental." Jiuli lowered her head slightly, looking a little sad.

"Half of it," Qin Linyu looked at Jiuli with her head down and looked sad, and didn't bother to keep her in suspense, and continued, "The other half is of course because you came. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"That's more like it. You're so talkative now. Did you find a little girl outside to coax me?" Jiuli's face changed.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I don't even have a female mosquito beside you." Qin Linyu tapped Jiuli's forehead unhappily. "Look, you just know how to wrongly accuse me. I'm honest."

"How should I know this?" Jiuli looked innocent and serious.

"You'll find out slowly in the future," Qin Linyu kept it a secret, with his arms around his shoulders and a wicked smile that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.

No one came near them at all, just glanced at the two of them from time to time, and Mu Qiang's thoughts were in his eyes.

"Someone down there has sent news, that person is Ming Yan." Jiuli put her hands behind her back, with understanding in her eyes.

From being the protagonist to being a villain, and a big villain at that, he should be unlucky when his luck runs out, right?

"That's what I heard too, but I don't know the full story." Qin Linyu's eyes were fierce when he mentioned this.

He really raised a bunch of useless people. They couldn't even kill Ming Yan. Could it be that some people are so lucky? I was puzzled, but I felt it was impossible. Didn't I see the fate of those who had crossed paths with Ming Yan? Some died, some were injured.

"My luck is about to run out," Jiuli said meaningfully, "What's the prophecy from the Tianji Pavilion?"

"Are you testing me? I don't believe you don't know." Qin Linyu said with a smile.

He stood at a distance from Jiuli. In the cultivation world, the distinction between men and women was not that strict.

"Of course I know, do you believe it?" Jiuli raised her eyebrows.

"Of course I don't believe it. Cultivation is against the will of heaven. There are not many words from the Tianji Pavilion that I can believe." Qin Linyu sneered. He has always believed in himself. Fate? Ha.

"Yes, a bunch of swindlers who always get away with good things." Jiuli glanced coldly in the direction of Tianji Pavilion.

"But it does have some merits," Qin Linyu chuckled, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about something else."

"Okay, it's so hard to meet you, I don't want to hear anything else from you." Jiuli smiled again.

"Anything else? Of course it's impossible. I'm not someone who is fickle-minded," Qin Linyu said, taking out a string of jade pendants from his arms and handing them to Jiuli, "A gift."

After taking the jade pendant, Jiuli could tell at a glance that it was made of sea spirit stone. There were beautiful wave patterns on the blue jade pendant, and it was hung with a few delicate shell pearls, emitting a strong sense of oppression.

"I like it very much." Jiuli took it and put it on her hand.