Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the deal!

The method of making an oath by deed is indeed more credible. Once the oath is completed, there is no room for the person to go back on his word.

"Are you really willing to give up the position of head?"

On the contrary, Jingci was too suspicious, Qingxuan had already talked about it, and he thought that it might be deliberately designed to deceive him, so he behaved extra cautiously.

Xu Jingci has disliked Qingxuan for too many years because of missing the position of head, and now Qingxuan's attitude of giving up easily makes him have to think more.

And Qingxuan nodded patiently and said nothing more, just quietly waiting for Jingci to make a decision. In fact, he already had [-]% certainty in his heart, and he firmly believed that... Jingci would not want to miss this excellent opportunity .

"I still need some time to think about this matter. I will go to you after I think it through." Jingci still hesitated after all. He was worried that he would do something wrong in a flash of his head. To be cautious, he decided to go back and calm down before thinking rationally. clear.

Anyway, there are still a few days before the start of the Sword Spirit Competition, and the courier from Lingjian Mountain has not yet arrived at Sanqingmen to deliver the post, so there is no need to rush everything.

After the matter was basically agreed to end, the three of them dispersed separately.

During this period, Meng Hongyi, who was staying in Qingxuan Hall, also recalled the name of the secret book that Qingxuan took away, but...even if he remembered, he didn't notice anything special.

Qingxuan Yujian stopped at the entrance of the hall, and the moment he pushed the door open, he saw Meng Hongyi lying on the desk, seeming a little distressed.

"What do you think about alone?" He asked casually.

The moment he heard Qingxuan's voice, Meng Hongyi raised his eyes and looked towards the door. He shook his head, "It's nothing..."

"It's time for us to make some preparations for the Sword Spirit Contest." Qingxuan didn't ask further, he knew that these words were enough to rekindle the fighting spirit of Meng Hongyi who was depressed.

Just as he expected, Meng Hongyi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then jumped up from the table, with small flames igniting in his eyes.

Although Meng Hongyi was excited, he felt a little unreal. He confirmed it again, "Elder Jingci is really willing to give up the opportunity to participate in the Sword Spirit Competition?"

"Of course, I have basically reached an agreement with him." Qing Xuan replied with a little pride.

Meng Hongyi originally thought that the matter had been resolved smoothly anyway, and he didn't need to talk too much about why Jingci gave up, but he didn't understand this matter clearly, and he always felt that it was not enough to keep it in his heart, so he changed his mind.

"So... what made Elder Jingci give up?"

Before Qingxuan could open his mouth, Meng Hongyi unconsciously began to imagine all kinds of possibilities. He knew that an unscrupulous villain like Jingci would not give up the opportunity because of fear of being accused of cheating.

Then, he thought it was more likely that Qingxuan chose to give up something.

Could it be that the secret book was given to Jingci in exchange?

But Meng Hongyi thought about it again, the books on the shelf were not carefully preserved, so they shouldn't be too important, and they... have no value.

"Jingci gave up the opportunity because of you." Qingxuan's answer was indeed completely beyond Meng Hongyi's expectations. He thought of various reasons, but he didn't think it would be related to himself.

Qingxuan saw Meng Hongyi's face was full of "do not understand", so he decided to tell the whole story about Kuang He and the Sword Spirit Competition. In fact...Meng Hongyi should have been told about these things long ago.

The reason why he kept hiding it was because he didn't want Meng Hongyi to be disturbed because of these things, and second, he didn't want to put too much pressure on Meng Hongyi.

"Me?" Meng Hongyi pointed at himself blankly.

"Listen to me telling you..."

Qingxuan revealed everything about Kuang He's failure to return from the Sword Spirit Competition tens of thousands of years ago and a series of subsequent events. At this moment, Meng Hongyi realized that he was born with so many burdens.

In fact, Qingxuan's past considerations are very necessary.

If Meng Hongyi, who has a great sense of responsibility, knows that he still has these missions, he will definitely not dare to relax for a moment, and will work harder and harder than before to cultivate.

This is exactly what Qing Xuan does not want to see.

After all, Meng Hongyi's birth was something he could not choose. He didn't want to force these things on Meng Hongyi, and forced him to work hard day and night.

He hoped that Meng Hongyi would be willing to complete these things after he slowly recognized his existence.

Meng Hongyi, who understood this, was suddenly moved. He threw himself into Qingxuan's arms, "Actually...you should have told me these things earlier, so that I wouldn't give Chenxi a chance to cheat!"

"There's no need to say this. It's all over. Anyway, everything is settled now."

Qingxuan just told Meng Hongyi that Jingci was willing to give up the opportunity because of his master's entrustment on the one hand, and his unique ability to travel on the other hand.

Of course, he concealed his decision to give up the headship.

"Well, I will work harder to cultivate in the next few days, and I will definitely rescue Master Kuanghe!" Meng Hongyi immediately showed a look full of fighting spirit.

Qingxuan nodded, seeing that Meng Hongyi regained his energy, he was completely relieved.

Suddenly, Meng Hongyi thought of another question, "Is the only master who didn't come back from the Sword Spirit Competition back then? Then...does it mean that people from other sects who participated in the competition didn't know anything about the situation at that time?"

Three days after the end of the Sword Spirit Competition, almost all the representatives of the various sects who went to participate in the competition returned to the sect safely. At that time... Qing Xuan and the others thought that Kuang He was entangled in other trivial matters on the way back to the sect, which delayed the delay some time.

After all, the strength of Kuang He, who was the leader at that time, was unpredictable, and the three of them had no reason to worry too much.

At that time, the news that Kuang He had won the championship in the Sword Spirit Contest was delivered by a carrier pigeon from Lingjian Mountain. When the letter was received, the entire sect jumped for joy, and Qingxuan prepared to organize the celebration ceremony according to the original instructions of the master.

But - Kuang He has not returned to the sect for a long time.

Realizing that something was wrong, the three tried various methods to get in touch with Kuang He, but everything was in vain, and there was no response to the news that went out.

The anxious three split up and went to various sects to inquire. Surprisingly... on the day the other contestants left, Kuang He was left alone by the mountain master because of his status as the leader.

After learning about the situation, Qingxuan, Jingci, and Hongtuo were planning to go to Jianling Mountain to find out. At that time, they received the news from Kuanghe Wanli.

Kuang He only said that he was trapped in Jianling Mountain, but told them not to tell others about it, so as not to cause unnecessary commotion.

So... they only said to the outside world that Master Kuang He encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, and before retreating, he deliberately explained that Qingxuan would be the temporary head of the Sanqing Sect to manage the big and small matters.

Over time, everyone gradually forgot the existence of Kuang He, and only remembered that the head of the Sanqing Sect was Qingxuan.

But the matter of Kuang He being trapped in Lingjian Mountain, the three of them dare not forget for a moment. They practiced hard, found various ways to forge stronger sword spirits, and at the same time secretly inquired about the secrets of Lingjian Mountain. For many years, almost no valuable intelligence has been detected.

After hearing all this, Meng Hongyi only felt that the things behind it must be very complicated, and involved a huge conspiracy!

"Although these things are complicated, I think they will be investigated soon. In this Sword Spirit Competition, we will expose all the hidden activities behind Lingjian Mountain!" Qingxuan said firmly.

"Well, we can definitely do it!" Meng Hongyi looked at Qingxuan's silently clenched fist, and immediately clenched his own fist and touched it.

According to past practice, one week before the start of the Sword Spirit Competition, the master of Lingjian Mountain will send messengers to each sect to visit and hand over invitations to the sect masters.

Qingxuan calculated the date, and the messenger should be here soon.

And Meng Hongyi is thinking about how he should continue to improve his strength. As a sword spirit... the biggest difference between him and other sword spirits is his short and clumsy figure, which is also a major drawback.

"Is there a way to make me grow up? At least... as tall as Chenxi!" Meng Hongyi looked at Qingxuan, with a little expectation hidden in his eyes.

But Qingxuan shook his head, "I have looked for a way to make you bigger, but... a sword spirit with your body is really breaking the precedent, and I haven't been able to find another one for nearly ten thousand years."

The meaning of these words is also very clear. As the most special existence, Meng Hongyi has no previous experience to learn from. Naturally, it is difficult to find a reliable way to grow up.

That's why when Qingxuan saw it, he frantically collected all kinds of books about sword spirits in the world.

Qingxuan read so many books, but only the one that Kuang He gave him mentioned the word "cub". Other related sword spirit secret books almost never mentioned the so-called "cub sword spirit".

"It doesn't matter, since there is a gap in my body, then I will work harder to exercise and make the gap smaller!" Meng Hongyi thought of the truth of "It's a blessing in disguise", and he felt that his small body might be special. Moments work wonders.

This idea coincides with Qingxuan's idea.

"I have made a new training plan for you, let's start now." After Qingxuan finished speaking, he took Meng Hongyi to Tranquility Mountain Stream to continue exercising.

On the other side, Jingci, who was pacing back and forth in the palace, was thinking about whether there were other traps in Qingxuan's words. During this time, he came up with a perfect solution.

As long as Qingxuan is made to swear—not only to give up the position of head, but also to never take the position of head again, no matter what tricks and bad intentions he has, it will not work, even if Kuang He insists on letting Qing Xuan Qingxuan didn't dare to be the head of the sect!

Thinking of this, the corners of Jing Ci's mouth raised upwards uncontrollably, very proud.

In a good mood, he is no longer bored in his palace, Jingci leisurely walked down from the main entrance of the Zongmen, ready to relax casually, since he stayed inside the gate for a long time, he has no impression of the outside world .

Coincidentally, just as he stepped down the thousand-step welcoming staircase, a vague figure flew towards him with a sword in the distance.

Jingci subconsciously called out her saber, vigilantly preparing to fight.