Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About all those things in the past!

"I've never regretted it." Qing Xuan blurted out this answer almost without hesitation.

As early as when Qingxuan's master, Kuang He, handed him the yellowed and wrinkled scroll, he had anticipated the arrival of this little boy, Meng Hongyi.

You still remember... At that time, Meng Hongyi was sitting on the ground with his legs bent, shaking his fingers with a serious face, and the moment he realized Qingxuan's existence, he raised his eyes innocently to look at him.

Meng Hongyi's milky laughter made Qingxuan lose his mind, and it was from that moment that he felt that everything was destined.

Qingxuan never told Meng Hongyi these things, he felt that it was too hypocritical to bring out the things hidden in his heart and put them on the stage.

"Is it really okay if you can't go to the Sword Spirit Competition?" Even though Meng Hongyi slowly accepted this fact, he also accepted Qingxuan's attitude towards this matter.

But he also knew in his heart that there must be a lot involved in this matter, otherwise Jingci would not use any means to win the game.

It is undeniable that participating in the Sword Spirit Competition is the only thing that Qingxuan has been trying to do all these years.

He also felt that the master had recognized him before, so this matter should be done by himself, but now that he thinks about it, maybe it would be a good strategy to let someone like Jingci who is more vicious and vicious to fight.

In a daze, Qingxuan recalled what Kuang Heqianli had said to him once - the key to breaking the game lies in the Sword Spirit Competition, and he must participate in the Sword Spirit Competition again!

Qingxuan glanced at Meng Hongyi inexplicably, "It's time to explain some things clearly to them."

He was thinking about things by himself, so he unconsciously ignored Meng Hongyi's question. He went straight to the wooden bookshelf, and put the "Guide to Making a Cub Sword Spirit" that Kuang He left him in his pocket.

He was about to leave when he realized that he forgot to explain to Meng Hongyi.

So, Qingxuan turned and walked up to Meng Hongyi, "I will deal with this matter, you don't have to worry, let alone blame yourself!"

Meng Hongyi watched Qingxuan take away a volume on the bookshelf, and he looked as if he had realized something, and he seemed a little anxious.

In short, he was confused.

Just as he was about to leave, Qingxuan remembered that Meng Hongyi said that he didn't like being alone in the Qingxuan Palace, so he asked, "Should I... take you to the Sutra Pavilion again?"

Meng Hongyi shook his head. At first, he wanted to go to the Sutra Pavilion just to learn about the Dragon Clan. Now that he understood everything he wanted to know, he didn't like reading... Naturally, he didn't want to go to the Sutra Pavilion to get sleepy and take a nap.

"No, I'll wait for you at home."

Uneasy Qingxuan confirmed Meng Hongyi's thoughts again, and Meng Hongyi nodded with a blank smile, saying bluntly that he was very tired after the game and just wanted to lie on the bed and rest.

So, Qingxuan left to find Jingci and Hongtuo to hold an internal meeting between the elders.

Meng Hongyi, who was sitting on the bed, quickly got up and ran to the bookcase after confirming that Qingxuan had left the small world. The gap in the middle row was very obvious, and the row of books...Meng Hongyi just happened to be bored and read them one by one.

Standing on the wooden chair, he flipped through the row of books from beginning to end, and then recalled from memory which one was missing.

But the truth is——Meng Hongyi doesn't have such a good memory, no matter how hard he tries to recall, he can't remember any relevant details.

The only thing that can be identified is that the book is related to Sword Spirit.

It's not that Meng Hongyi is very curious, he just wants to increase his understanding of Qingxuan by learning about these things.

Vaguely, he could feel that Qingxuan was hiding many things from him, at least definitely more than the one thing he kept from Qingxuan, and it was also more important.

Meng Hongyi, who was idle and bored, didn't want to give up. He decided to look through the books on the bookshelf carefully. He firmly believed that he would have a flash of inspiration at a certain moment, remembering the name of the book and the general content inside!

On the other side, the three of them gathered around the chessboard stone table, drinking tea and chatting leisurely.

From a distance, the atmosphere is still harmonious.

"Junior Brother, what are you talking about in an urgent meeting today?" Jing Ci was full of smiles, looking at Qing Xuan's expression very embarrassed, he wanted to show off that he was about to represent the sect in the Sword Spirit Competition.

Seeing Jingci's complacent look, Qingxuan became furious, but at the moment he tried his best to restrain his anger, and said with a smile on his face: "I think...it is safer for Hongyi to participate in the Sword Spirit Competition. "

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Jingci's face stopped instantly.

He should have known that Qingxuan would not give up easily, "The result of the big competition in the sect can't be easily ignored, otherwise why waste time and effort to summon all the disciples to testify?"

"Senior brother, I should have followed the agreement, but the situation has changed now. Besides," Qingxuan paused, then glanced at Jingci next to him, and his tone of voice became a bit more serious, " How your sword spirit won the game, you should know it well."

When Jingci heard this, she became even more unhappy!

"What do you mean by that? Chenxi tried his best to turn the tide at the critical moment and used his mental power to frighten Meng Hongyi. Only then did he turn the situation around. How come you said that he used the most indiscriminate tricks?"

"Do you believe Chen Xi's explanation?" Qing Xuan snorted coldly.

Speaking of which, as an elder, Jingci's natural strength was outstanding, and the situation on the court was not complicated at that time. Anyone with a discerning eye could see whether Meng Hongyi was shocked by Chenxi's spirit.

From Qingxuan's point of view, Jingci has always been talking nonsense with her eyes open like this, and she just pretends to be invisible when the facts are in front of her eyes.

It's okay to protect our shortcomings, but we can't lose our principles.

"Shouldn't I, as the sword master, believe what my sword spirit said?" Jingci asked dissatisfiedly.

Finally, Hong Tuo, who had been watching coldly, couldn't sit still. He saw that the two people were getting more and more angry, and that the conflict between them would become more and more serious sooner or later, so he had to stand up and uphold justice.

"This internal competition has come to an end, and the participants have made their decisions. The headmaster didn't immediately raise any objections at the end of the competition. Why is it now..."

Speaking of Hongtuo being the second child among the three, it is not uncommon for him to call him "junior brother" in private, but at this time he not only called Qingxuan "the head", but also bit those two words very hard.

The intention was obvious, Jingci heard it, but she was not convinced in her heart.

"Even the head of the sect should abide by the rules." Jing Ci said angrily.

Qingxuan was too lazy to argue, and there was no point in trying to speak quickly. He took out the "Guidelines for Making a Cub Sword Spirit" from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table, and then slowly explained: "Master is going to attend the sword spirit meeting the night before." Handed this secret book to me personally, let me keep it carefully, and I forged Hongyi according to the method recorded in this secret book."

"So what?" Jingci immediately raised the bar.

Qingxuan ignored Jingci's words, but continued to speak slowly, "Back then, Master was trapped in Lingjian Villa and tried his best to send a letter back. What I heard is slightly different from yours."

Hongtuo and Jingci's demeanor changed tacitly. Qingxuan had never mentioned this matter to them, so he was naturally very surprised at this moment.

"Back then, Master sent a letter telling us that we would entrust you with the responsibility of being the head of the sect. He hoped that Jingci and I would help us to continue to strengthen the foundation of our sect and carry forward the spirit of our sect." Hong Tuo recalled rewriting the words he had heard. He said it without moving.

Qingxuan stated other things he heard, "Master told me that participating in the Sword Spirit Competition is the key to breaking the game, and also told me that the things that were given to me back then were enough to break the game, let me make more use of it, this secret book taught me to forge Hong Yi is such a peculiar and unique sword spirit in the world, I firmly believe that he is the key to breaking the situation that Master said!"

"Joke, how can you easily believe what you say alone, no one else can prove it, besides... every sword spirit is unique, why do you only affirm your own sword spirit?" Jingci continued to retort.

Qingxuan didn't act too impatient because of Jingci's words, he continued to explain calmly: "The reason why I say Hongyi is because he can freely travel through the world of enchantment without restriction. Now, this point has been confirmed, if you don’t believe me, you can ask Chang Bian, the master of the Canglang Sect.”

"Freely travel through the enchanted world?" Hongtuo was a little puzzled, "The heavenly sword spirit actually has a physical body, and even if it becomes nihilistic, it will be affected by the physical body. You said that freely traveling through the enchanted world...is really extraordinary."

He, who was originally from a neutral perspective, was a little shaken after hearing these words.

Jingci clenched her fists and supported her legs, "The sword spirit competition is not about who can cross the barrier the best, but Chenxi is stronger in a real sword fight!"

"Senior brother, what the head of the sect means is... the master is trapped in the sword spirit mountain, most likely because he is locked in the barrier." After a few moments of contemplation, Hongtuo completely sided with Qingxuan. He thought for a while and thought Meng Hongyi would go Sword Spirit Mountain is indeed safer.

But Jing Ci finally got this opportunity, he gritted his teeth and refused to let go, he just made trouble out of no reason: "There is no basis for this matter, and the candidate has already been determined, I will not give up the spot."

Qingxuan knew very well why Jingci was so stubborn to participate in the Sword Spirit Competition. To put it bluntly...he wanted to show off his glory in the Sword Spirit Competition and get the appreciation and praise from representatives of other sects. Accepted, he wanted to take the position of head of the sect in a justifiable manner and with a good reputation.

"When I find out about the sword spirit mountain and rescue the master, I will give up the position of the head, is that okay?" It was only because of the master's entrustment, and in addition... 暔沨...he was really worried about letting Jingci take power and manage the sect.

It's just that right now, he feels that rescuing his master Kuang He is the most important thing. When the time comes, he, Hong Tuo and Kuang He will all be watching closely inside the door. What a big mistake.

Jingci was really moved when she heard about the abdication.

But soon he felt that this was clearly a cake that Qingxuan made for him, a trick for him. If Qingxuan was allowed to show his talents in Jianling Mountain and rescue Kuanghe, then even if Qingxuan gave up his position, the master would not agree. .

How about making an appointment in advance...

They will still change their minds due to various reasons. Even if there are witnesses, verbal promises are very vague.

Guessing Jingci's careful thinking, Qingxuan proposed: "If you don't worry, we can make a pact with blood. If I break the oath, I will be backlashed by my own huge spiritual power. What do you think?"