Brother, other settings have collapsed again

Sikong Lingyun has left Qingshan Peak. When he hurriedly retreated the position of patriarch to Zongzheng Lingfeng, there were many shortcomings and hidden dangers.

Today, some ills within the Zongzheng family have been exposed. The big families of all generations are watching and spying secretly, ready to pounce on them at any time.

After receiving Zongzheng Lingfeng's letter, Sikong Lingyun rushed back to the upper cultivation world with Yujian flying.

Zongzheng family.The clan guards already recognized Sikong Lingyun, and stood aside respectfully.Sikong Lingyun went directly to Zongzheng Lingfeng.

From a distance, I saw a white figure, who looked like a woman.Sikong Lingyun immediately felt that the figure from the back was familiar, but when he got closer, the figure disappeared.

"Brother." Zongzheng Lingfeng was slightly surprised that Sikong Lingyun came back so quickly, "You came back so soon?"

Zongzheng Lingfeng thought that after his brother received the letter, it would take at least a few more days before he left.Moreover, it would take at least three days for Yujian to fly from the lower realm of cultivation to the upper realm of cultivation, but Sikong Lingyun came back in less than two days.

Sikong Lingyun didn't ask who the woman in white was who left, he just said: "There is nothing left and right, so I came back." Come back to help the clan Lingfeng solve some troublesome things.

Those bad old men in the Zongzheng family came out again during the few months he was away, and made so many moths to fight against the new head of the family.

If he doesn't come back again, maybe the Zongzheng family will be in chaos.

Why was Sikong Lingyun able to turn all the old and rotten things in the clan upside down in just a few days after taking office?Control the secrets of almost all powerful and status people in the sect.Hold the life gate of all of them in your hands, crushing them to death?

Because those matters were chips left to him by the old Patriarch Zongzheng to check and balance the various branches of the clan.

This time Sikong Lingyun came back to help Zongzheng Lingfeng handle the family affairs, and the old men in the Zongzheng family also restrained a lot.

This day, Sikong Lingyun is here with Zongzheng Lingfeng, helping with some copywriting and housekeeping.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it's not too late. It's almost spring now, and the length of day and night is gradually becoming equal.

"Since I was a child, I will listen to you whatever my elder brother says." Zongzheng Lingfeng shook his head suddenly and said with emotion: "But I am really not suitable for this position of patriarch. Besides, the elders only recognize elder brother. Why..."

Sikong Lingyun interrupted: "I give you the position of Patriarch, so I have my own considerations."

"But brother also knows that I have had a special physique since I was young, and now my health is getting worse..." Zongzheng Lingfeng seemed to have contracted the cold, and it seemed that he had relapsed from an old problem.He tilted his head and coughed a few times and continued: "What the Zongzheng family needs is a powerful person in power. I am not suitable..."

Sikong Lingyun picked up a secret letter in his hand, and said calmly: "Because of these rumors outside, you don't feel confident anymore?"

A hundred years ago, the Zongzheng family was still the number one family in the upper cultivation world, but due to the invasion of the demons, the cultivation world was in chaos, resulting in the decline of talents and the loss of vitality in the clan.

The Zongzheng family, which used to be in the sky, has declined.

But more than 20 years ago, a child with excellent bones and talents suddenly appeared in the Zongzheng family.

Everyone pinned their hopes of family revival on this child.The old Patriarch Zongzheng poured all his heart and soul into cultivating this child, intending to cultivate him to be the next Patriarch.

People from other races are full of curiosity about this talented successor in the Zongzheng family.However, no one knew the specific information about the young master of the Zongzheng family.

Until the old patriarch Zongzheng passed away, the young master succeeded the patriarch.With vigorous and resolute means, he took over the entire Zongzheng family.

However, the outside world suddenly rumored that the successor of the Zongzheng family is not some extraordinary talent with extraordinary strength.It's a sick child with no power to restrain the chicken.

This kind of thing can only be spread deliberately by some people in the clan.

In order to verify whether this rumor is true or not, some people from the foreign clan sent a letter of challenge, intending to compete with the head of the Zongzheng family.

However, they were all ignored and returned by Zongzheng, and the foreigners even concluded that the rumor was true.

Sikong Lingyun thought in his heart: 【What a joke, did you give them face?The patriarch of a dignified clan, who wants to face the challenge as soon as the letter of challenge is delivered? 】

A chill spread from the corner of the letter, freezing the entire letter into ice.The secret letter turned into shattered ice in Sikong Lingyun's hands.

He said, "I'll settle this matter."

The next day, everyone who sent out the challenge letter received a letter.There is no signature, and there are only four words in the letter: "Min Tai, fight."

Everyone guessed that the person who wrote this letter was the head of the Zongzheng family?

However, when everyone came to Mintai Mountain in Zongzheng's territory with doubts.The person he saw covered his face with a silver mask, but he said that he was not the head of the patriarchal government, but just the person who wrote the documents next to the head of the family.

Can a person who writes paperwork also pull out to fight?Is the other party too arrogant?Or look down on them too much?

Sikong Lingyun could even say unceremoniously: These people are just middle-level fish and shrimp from clan families, and they are not enough for him to look at.

"One-on-one wasting my time." Sikong Lingyun said lightly, "Let's go together."

Everyone was slightly annoyed: [I'll go!This arrogance!How arrogant! 】

But when he saw the other party throwing out a icy sword, where he passed, there was a piece of frost——

Everyone's eyes widened instantly, and they said in astonishment: "This, this, this is actually a mutated ice-type spiritual root?!"

What's more, they couldn't see at all what realm the other party had reached.

In the realm of comprehension, a person with a higher cultivation level can tell the level of a person with a lower cultivation level than him.However, those with low cultivation bases cannot see the level of those with high cultivation bases.

Everyone seemed to be struggling whether to go together.But with many enemies and few, even if they win, it is extremely disgraceful.

However, Sikong Lingyun didn't wait for them to think it over, he had already made a move!

A few people looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth and went up together.

Sikong Lingyun didn't intend to spend too much time with them, he threw out an ice formation, and a radius of a hundred miles was frozen - everyone was frozen in an instant!

Then, all of them were trapped on Mintai Mountain for three days and three nights.

After getting out of trouble, everyone said angrily: "How could this person be the one who wrote the documents beside the Patriarch of the Zongzheng?! It is clearly the Patriarch of the Zongzheng himself!"

The system silently complained: [People in the cultivation world are really thick-skinned and resistant to cold ah haha...It's okay to be frozen for three days and three nights, and they can still yell in anger. 】

Therefore, the previous "rumor" that the head of the patriarchal clan was a sick child was self-defeating.

Sikong Lingyun complained speechlessly: [This is often the case, the more you cover up, the more people will speculate.If something that seems to be true or false is thrown out, others will suspect that it may be true. 】

He put down the pen in his hand and set the paper aside to wait for the ink on it to dry.

"I heard that a thousand-year-old fire python appeared in the Mobei wasteland." Sikong Lingyun scratched the cat's head of the system, and asked: "It is said that taking its snake gall can relieve the poison of Yin and cold?"

The system was scratched by Sikong Lingyun, he squinted his eyes comfortably and let out a few grunts.

It lazily said: [It is indeed possible, but what has been smoldering in Zongzheng Lingfeng's body for many years is not the general cold poison.You have to know that he was used as a tool for testing medicine at the beginning, and the toxins of various medicines were smoldering in his body...]

Sikong Lingyun paused, as if some bad memories had been brought up, his eyes darkened.

"Qiang Qiang—" Little Suzaku fluttered its wings, and squeezed under Sikong Lingyun's hands to beg.

The system glanced at Little Suzaku in dissatisfaction, laying its head on its paws, and continued: [Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, it is very difficult to detoxify him.Even if you take out the gallbladder of the thousand-year-old fire python and use it as a medicine, it will only relieve him. 】

"But it still has a certain effect, doesn't it?" Sikong Lingyun stretched out his hand to make Little Suzaku jump onto his arm, turned around and put away the farewell letter, and said, "Things here are almost settled, anyway, I have nothing to do. I'll go to Mobei Wasteland."

He's been here for months, and he's dying of idleness.

system:【……】

Ah Chen is still staying in the forest of ten thousand ghosts. A certain person is in a bad mood every day, and always wants to find something to do so that he has no time to think about it.

The system doesn't even know, what should I complain about?

After Sikong Lingyun had this idea, he set off on the same day.

***

The vast and boundless wilderness is vast and vast, and it is breathtaking.A red sun hangs in the sky.

It took Sikong Lingyun a few days to arrive at the Mobei Wasteland, and a convoy of horse-drawn carriages drove under the desert.

These people called themselves a caravan selling goods, and they needed to travel all the way through the Mobei wilderness, so they sent a letter to hire capable people and strangers to be bodyguards.

Sikong Lingyun thought to himself, why would an ordinary caravan choose to travel through the Mobei wasteland to deliver goods?

You must know that although the Mobei Desert has always been relatively peaceful, there is nothing unusual about it.But two years ago in the Mobei wasteland, a millennium red python suddenly appeared.

The giant red python has harmed countless people.All the caravans that passed through the Mobei wasteland were buried in the belly of snakes.Naturally, caravans that want to deliver goods will not choose to go through the Mobei Wasteland.

But this caravan issued a letter widely, bluntly saying that it would travel through the Mobei wasteland.At that time, Sikong Lingyun did not go to apply for the job.But his aloof and domineering aura immediately attracted the attention of the caravan supervisor.

Sikong Lingyun indifferently looked at the other party's people, all of them were monks of the Cultivation School, including the head of the caravan, who was also a master who was about to enter the Nascent Soul stage.

This is obviously not the so-called "caravan" of pressing goods.

But what is there in the Mobei Wasteland?In a vast wasteland, there is no living thing except the thousand-year-old python.

Sikong Lingyun thought to himself: Could it be that their purpose is the same as his, to take the gall of the thousand-year-old fire python?Since the purpose is the same, cooperation is better than competition.

Sikong Lingyun also nodded in agreement.So he followed the team and went deep into the Mobei wasteland.