What's the matter with the male supporting role of salted fish when the plot collapsed?

"What? The little uncle is leaving?"

Hearing the news, Li Qingya raised his head in surprise. He was used to staying up all night and just got up at this time, wearing a middle coat, with disheveled long hair.

He threw a spell to straighten his hair, and then searched around the house: "Why? Didn't you just return to the north after the Dao Discussion Conference?"

Du Xingzhou handed him the buckle he found: "It's not going back to the northern border, it's going to the Valley of the God of Medicine."

Li Qingya buttoned her hair: "What are you doing there? Are you injured?"

"Uncle Master didn't elaborate."

"have they gone?"

"Probably not yet. If you want to see the uncle off, you can go directly to the ferry. He asked about you when I went."

"Then I'll go first." As he spoke, he grabbed his robe and rushed out of the cliff.

The main mountain gate of the Taiyi Immortal Sect is not often opened, and disciples often take the "ferry" when going out of the sect.The ferry is located in the north of Yetian Mountain. Although it is called Daidu, there is no river, and the ferry crosses the vast sea of ​​clouds.

When Li Qingya arrived at the ferry, more than a dozen super-large flying boats were moored, and even the smallest one had nine masts and twelve sails. This was the merchant ship used by Taiyi Xianzong for business.It is not comparable to the small flying boats they use when they go out on missions.

It is very likely that Pei Yuyan will take these boats to go to Medicine God Valley.After all, there are more than 7000 miles away, and it is theoretically feasible to fly there, but it is tiring and wastes spiritual power, so it is unnecessary.

Li Qingya went around the ferry, but did not see Pei Yuyan, so he stopped the boatman and asked, "Have you seen City Lord Pei?"

The boatman shook his head: "I don't know."

"Qingya?"

Pei Yuyan appeared at the ferry.

"Little Master Uncle!"

Li Qingya ran forward, and was about to speak when he heard——

"Where is City Lord Pei?"

Pei Yuyan's expression froze, and he pulled Li Qingya to hide behind the stone tablet beside Duya.

It was Huo Changfeng who asked the question.He looked anxious: "Where is City Lord Pei? Has City Lord Pei left?"

The answer given by the boatman was as usual: "I don't know."

Huo Changfeng couldn't find Pei Yuyan until the fleet set sail. He could only believe that the city lord Pei whom he was thinking about didn't take these ships, but set off alone.

He looked downcast, as sad as if his life had lost its color.

The passing disciples on duty saw his appearance, and stepped forward to be concerned: "Senior Brother Huo, what's wrong?"

Huo Changfeng waved his hands: "It's okay... maybe I'm not worthy to serve the city lord." He said and left in a daze.

Pei Yuyan, who was hiding behind the stele, lowered her eyes guiltily, and sighed: "Young man Huo is too enthusiastic."

In the past few days, Huo Changfeng came to look for him every day, and the two discussed a lot about kendo. Pei Yuyan also admitted that he was a very talented child, but what troubled him was that Huo Changfeng's respect for him was too fanatical.

Not only did they saddle their horses and horses in the past few days, they even heard that he was going to the Medicine God Valley, and even followed him to hold the sword for him.

Canglan Peak's chief disciple condescended to him with his sword in his arms, and he was not used to walking, eating, and living with people, so he could only hide.

After hearing this, Li Qingya laughed at Huo Changfeng's actions, but also felt worried:

"What about me? Has the disciple passed over?"

The little uncle likes to be alone and loves cleaning, but he has not paid special attention to social distance when getting along with the little uncle recently.He was worried that he had caused little uncle's displeasure, and that Pei Yuyan would hide from him like this behind his back.

Pei Yuyan looked at him, his eyes as clear as ice-breaking spring water reflected the shadow of the person in front of him.He spoke calmly and seriously:

"If it's Qingya, that's okay."

Even, you can be a little more enthusiastic.

Born with sword heart, he is not good at telling lies, even half-truths and half-truths, [-]% of his insincere will show on his face.Little Martial Uncle's expression at this time was not forced, but he really didn't mind.

Li Qingya smiled happily.

"By the way, why did my little uncle go to Medicine God Valley? Are you sick?"

"Not sure yet, brother suggested I go."

"When are you coming back?"

"not sure."

"Oh...then go early and come back early!"

Pei Yuyan responded, "Okay."

The original tiring journey seems to be worth looking forward to because of the phrase "go early and return early".

……

One month after Pei Yuyan left, Li Qingya sent out the final draft of the second part, and Ming's Publishing House acted quickly and published it in the next issue of the newsletter.

Soon these letters were issued and fell into the hands of different subscribers.

On this day, mournful cries broke out in Xiushuifeng's disciple dormitory.

"Whoa - why! Why is that!"

After crying for a while, Luo Ziling nestled under the blanket, squinting her eyes swollen like peaches, and quickly typed a line of words on the jade slip with her fingers——

I can be single, but Mu Ye must get married: [Dog author, you have no heart! ! !The world is not worth it! ! ! 】

As soon as she posted a post with many fans, she got a reply quickly.

Tears-eyed Maomao No. [-]: [Sure enough, the boss is also angry after chasing the update.I'm still crying now, why?They are all so miserable!Why not let them be together?That Ten Absolute Sect Master is simply too hateful!When I watched it, I wished that he would die suddenly. 】

Shijuezong is Mozong's alias in the book, and the prototype of Shijuezong's suzerain is naturally Xia Rong.

Tears-eyed cat No. [-]: [It's all the author's fault!It is suggested that he die with the Suzerain. 】

Tears-eyed Maomao No. [-]: [Stop talking, I'm going to prick the villain now, and curse the author for ten thousand years! 】

The following series are scolding the author and the villains in the book.

Li Qingya, who was on duty in the Discipline Hall, silently closed the forum: To be honest, I can't blame him, that's how the original story developed.Everyone, don't rush to be sad, you still have to cry in the third part.

After all, he couldn't be the only one being abused.

……

Mo Zhiyan has been very distressed recently, she feels that her little junior sister is weird, holding the jade slips all day long to send messages, and yesterday she was hiding under the covers and crying.

But when she asked, she never admitted that she had cried.

Wen Qiuyue, the second junior sister with experience in relationships, made an analysis and thought that Luo Ziling was in love and was probably being bullied, but she didn't dare to tell the senior sisters, so she could only hide and cry secretly.

This incident made Mo Zhiyan angry. She absolutely cannot tolerate such a wronged "innocent and lovely" junior sister?

The current priority is to find out the "bastard" who bullied their junior sister.

At first she suspected that it was a certain disciple of the teaching hall, but after careful observation, she didn't think it was the same. Luo Ziling didn't have any expectations for going to the teaching hall, on the contrary, she was looking forward to the end of the get out of class.

After thinking about it, it was Li Qingya who had the most contact with Luo Ziling.Listing Li Qingya as a "suspect", she found a conversation with the "parents" on the other side, and while testing the tone, she also hoped to get Du Xingzhou's help.

But when Du Xingzhou heard her words, he choked and coughed.

"Junior Sister Mo, I think there is a misunderstanding here." The third junior brother obviously likes Junior Sister Mo herself.

Du Xingzhou couldn't tell the truth, so he could only persuade him earnestly.Finally, Mo Zhiyan decided not to confront Li Qingya for the time being, but he still had doubts about him...

In a blink of an eye, the Dao Discussion Conference began.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect became lively in just a few days, and one sect after another welcomed people from the mountain gate and the ferry.

In addition to the various factions of the Central Plains that usually come and go, the new additions this time include the rich and gorgeous Yudingmen located in the far east and following ancient rituals; the exotic Holy Fire Sect from the Western Regions; Zhanyun faction, overseas Tianxin Island...

It's a pity that the lord of Tianze City still hasn't returned, and the Northern Territory is still missing from the four regions that should have gathered together.

The more people there are, the easier it is to cause trouble.The task of the Discipline Hall suddenly increased. In order to maintain the law and order of the Discussion Conference, Li Qingya did not return to the cliff for several days in a row. If he was sleepy, he could only squat in the Discipline Hall for a while.

Holding the conference is very cumbersome and labor-intensive, and Du Xingzhou is not easy. He can only do so much, and he can't help the big brother too much. He can only ensure that there are no mistakes in law and order.

Finally, the conference opened.

On this day, Nie Qingxuan from Wannian House also appeared. He was dressed in a silver and black dress, with a majestic crown and a belt, and he was handsome and majestic.It's rare for him to dress up like this, but maybe it's because he has a stronger aura, so he doesn't really see much difference from usual.

Seeing him, Yu Lingheng said strangely, "Daoist Hengjun is really a rare visitor."

Nie Qingxuan bent his fox eyes and replied: "It's still Master Yufeng who doesn't treat himself as an outsider."

The only two people who can say a few words are about to fight are these two people. Everyone is watching and trying to avoid being involved.Fortunately, they still took their identities into consideration and did not further intensify the conflict.

After saying a few more words but still not saying anything, Yu Lingheng snorted coldly and glanced towards the direction of the venue.

Nie Qingxuan took the central seat and leaned lazily on the armrest.

This meeting made him feel boring, after watching it for a while, he turned his head and flirted with Yu Lingheng again, and in the end, Yu Lingheng was harassed and left in a huff.

With no "molesty" object, Nie Qingxuan lowered his eyes and sighed, boredom was written between his brows and eyes.Seeing his demeanor, Li Qingya quietly changed positions with his subordinates, so as not to stand too close and be caught by Nie Qingxuan for fun.

Leaving aside the hidden tricks among the bosses, the most interesting thing for ordinary disciples is the various competitions.

The competition is roughly divided into art and martial arts.

Artists, such as pills, talismans, arrays, utensils, etc., regardless of their cultivation level or occupation, compete with each other based on the creativity and technical difficulty of their works.Warriors, swordsmanship, magic, body, etc., regardless of occupation and cultivation level, will be tested according to three levels: foundation building stage, golden core stage, and nascent soul stage.

These competitions are related to the "Secret Realm Trial" quota.

Ancient secret realms will appear in the mainland every few years, and there are dangers and opportunities in them. It is a very precious experience opportunity for disciples of the Nascent Soul Stage and below.However, the number of people that a secret realm can accommodate is limited, and the upper limit of the number of people in different secret realms is also different, so every sect has to argue about the quota every year.

It is the battle between the big bosses at the negotiating table that determines how many places a sect can get; it is the performance of the disciples in the competition that determines who can get a place.

Every disciple doesn't know how many places his sect has this year, so they all strive for the top in order to be safe.

Li Qingya wore the black and white uniform of the Execution Hall, and led his subordinates to maintain law and order at the conference site.The female disciples of various sects kept their eyes on them when they passed by, and some bold ones ran up to ask for private information.

Li Qingya refused with a straight face.

—He doesn't do it.What's more, is it him who they are greedy for?No, what they were greedy for was the sense of abstinence and prohibition brought about by his capable uniform.Don't think he doesn't know what "subduing temptation" is.

Today was the foundation-building stage competition, Li Qingya also took time to pay attention to the competition stage while on duty, after a few rounds, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, it was Yan Shengxiao whom he hadn't seen in a few months.

He looked taller and more upright. Lingxiao Peak's "" school uniform and wedding dress, which was criticized by others, only showed that flamboyant beauty on him.

Noticing the young man's gait and breathing, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Foundation established?"

Although foundation building at the age of [-] or [-] is very common, the starting point of Yan Shengxiao is a mortal who doesn't even know how to draw qi into the body.He became a Foundation Establishment disciple within half a year after entering the cultivation world, and no one would believe him if he told it.

The hero deserves to be the hero.

The one who fought against him was a disciple of Lieyang Palace, who was repaired in close combat.

Yan Shengxiao is the same fire spirit root as in the plot, and in just a few months he has been able to make various spells handy.The Lieyang Palace disciples attacked several times, but they failed to get close to him.The light red fire aura rippling, from time to time when the spell takes effect, burst into flames, very gorgeous.

Being able to achieve such a level in a short period of time, this kid should have suffered a lot. After all, Yu Lingheng is famous for being cruel to his disciples.

As expected, Yan Shengxiao won cleanly.If this performance continues, he should be able to have so many places in the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

When he stepped off the stage, he found Li Qingya who was staring at him, and stopped in his tracks.

Li Qingya calmly looked away.

Although he wanted to say something chicly: Since Yan Shengxiao has entered the world of cultivation, then the two of them are settled.He chose to enter Lingxiao Peak himself, and he has nothing to do with future glory or disgrace.

But in fact, he panicked, not daring to meet Yan Shengxiao's eyes, but he also hoped that he would never see Yan Shengxiao again in the rest of his life. "That thing" he thought of it every time and was afraid.

Yan Shengxiao didn't stay for long, and after realizing that Li Qingya pretended not to see him, he walked towards the place where the disciples of Lingxiao Peak were.

The Nascent Soul stage competition is on the fifth day.

Before participating in the competition, Li Qingya entrusted the task of being the top leader to his deputy, and asked him to be responsible for the remaining two days.

——After learning from myself for so many days, even an idiot should learn it. After two days of actual combat practice, the future seminars will all depend on him.

The deputy who was entrusted with the important task was very happy, and it seemed that he was completely unaware of how heavy this "heavy task" was.

In the first few rounds, Li Qingya won lightly, but later on there were more masters, and he gradually struggled.

In the battle against Yun Quxian, when he had a premonition that he was invincible, he didn't give in to the victory, "coolly" conceded defeat, and led a No.6 to step down.He is the third disciple and not the eldest disciple, so it is not shameful to be ranked sixth in the overall ranking, not to mention that he did not lose to outsiders.

Yun Quxian was dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude. After stepping off the stage, he dragged him to ask for an explanation. He spread his hands: "Why do we two brothers care about this? Or, next time you lose to me?"

"Dream." Yun Quxian rolled his eyes and let him go.

Li Qingya was in such a hurry to call it a day for another reason—he had to catch another game.

On the ring next door, Mo Zhiyan, who was wearing a moon-white long dress, fought fiercely with a beautiful red-shirted woman. White and red intertwine, creating a beautiful picture. Such a pleasing fight naturally attracted many spectators. .

After dozens of strokes, Mo Zhiyan's sword reached the life gate of the woman in red shirt, and the woman lifted her veil.

This scene is [-]% similar to the scene in Li Qingya's script.

That's right, the woman in the red shirt was Murong Ji who was newly named the new saint by Mo Zong and was not known to outsiders. She replaced a disciple of a small orthodox sect to participate in the conference.

The moment she saw Mo Zhiyan's true face, she smiled innocently, and couldn't help sighing: "Fairy Mo, you are so beautiful."

——As beautiful as the "sister" she imagined in countless cold nights when she grows up.

Her expression was so sincere and frank that it was hard to feel rude to say such frivolous words.Of course, another reason is that everyone present thought the same as her, but they didn't say it.

Everyone was fascinated by Mo Zhiyan's rare real face, only Li Qingya's eyes wandered between the two: Thank you, it's true.

At the same time, Luo Ziling at the other end of the auditorium widened his eyes angrily——

Someone is picking on her senior sister!

It's shameless to learn the routines in the storybook!