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When Shangjing Xianmen and others saw this arrogant young man, they couldn't help but have some prying thoughts, and they all released their spiritual consciousness to Ling Jiuyao, but the results they got were surprising.

This young man who kicked Xu Wenxin off the main hall was actually a mortal?

Ling Jiuyao noticed the gazes of these people, and was about to fight back, but felt a coercion bypassing him and going straight to the monks, disturbing their spiritual consciousness.

He turned around, and Qi Yu was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Ling Jiuyao shook his head with a smile, and mouthed to him: "Thank you."

Feng Zhiyun saw that Ling Jiuyao had almost done the job, so he stood up in a timely manner, smiled and saluted everyone.

"I'm sorry everyone, Elder Ling was too sad, and he heard some exaggerated demands from the Asking Heart School, so he overreacted. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Ling Jiuyao looked sideways and said curiously, "When will I agree..."

"Shut up, you." Feng Zhiyun said with a fake smile.

Ling Jiuyao pursed his lips, and whispered to Qi Yu: "Elder Ling sounds too strange, calling me hundreds of years old."

Qi Yu smiled: "Ah Yao, you are actually entangled with this."

"I'm still wondering whether he will pay me or not." Ling Jiuyao laughed.

While he was talking with Qi Yu, Feng Zhiyun on the other side had already asked the disciples on both sides to send the mourners to the side room.

They will leave after attending the Qingxiao Sword Sect's head succession ceremony in the afternoon.

After Feng Zhiyun ordered everything, he turned around and gave Ling Jiuyao a compliment.

"That kick was good just now."

Ling Jiuyao said quite proudly: "That is."

Qi Yu followed suit and said, "Ah Yao, you were quite majestic just now, and your skills in swearing are pretty good."

Ling Jiuyao smiled shyly and said, "Actually, I prefer to do it directly than to start the mouth. If you don't accept it, you can subdue it. It's simple and rude."

Qi Yu applauded with great applause: "It makes sense."

Ling Jiuyao turned his face sideways and waved to disciple Qingxiao in the main hall behind him.

"Did you hear that, you Elder Ling said, if you encounter someone who comes to make trouble, just let me convince you."

The disciples roared with laughter, but it did lessen the oppressive atmosphere accumulated in the past few days.

Feng Zhiyun grasped a point in his words: "One moment you insisted that you didn't agree, and the next moment you call yourself an elder?"

"Stop it, stop it," Ling Jiuyao said hurriedly, "I have agreed, should we talk about wages now?"

Feng Zhiyun gave full play to the thick skin he had learned from his senior brothers: "I can't hear what you said?"

Ling Jiuyao knew that he was pretending to be deaf, so he smiled at him and said, "You're getting old, and it's normal to have ear problems. How about I go to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors and find a miraculous doctor for you?"

"The Qingxiao Sword Sect still needs you, you can't just be so deaf."

"If you are really deaf in both ears, what about that nephew of yours who has just provoked the leader? What about your group of little brats who are waiting to be fed? You can't just die like this."

Feng Zhiyun: "..."

He was wrong, and he shouldn't be fooling around with this man.

Seeing him deflated, Ling Jiuyao smiled slyly.

But he just mentioned the new head, and he doesn't know how Song Yuxi is feeling now.

"Where's your little nephew?" Ling Jiuyao asked.

Before Feng Zhiyun could answer, Qi Yu said, "Ah Yao, you actually care about other people in front of me?"

He sighed: "I'm so sad."

Ling Jiuyao rolled his eyes.

Well, someone more rascal than him is coming.

Ling Jiuyao said with a troubled face: "Not only do I want to care about other people in front of you, but I also want to leave you to find others."

Qi Yu looked at Ling Jiuyao and shook his head: "If you insist on messing up and giving up in the end, then just treat it as my foolish mistake."

Feng Zhiyun's head was full of black lines: "You two juniors, can you put me in your eyes?"

"No." The two said in unison.

After finishing speaking, looking at the other party, he couldn't help laughing,

Feng Zhiyun sighed, then shook his head: "The younger generation is becoming less and less upright."

After all, even he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Elder Feng, please show me the way. I'll go find Song Yuxi." Ling Jiuyao stopped laughing.

Then he raised his eyebrows at Qi Yu: "Are you going or not?"

"What am I going to do?" Qi Yu said helplessly, "Don't you think you hurt me enough?"

Ling Jiuyao stood there for a moment, then patted Qi Yu's shoulder with a smile: "You have to remember that the person you love the most hurts you the most."

Qi Yu didn't expect him to answer like this, so she smiled softly.

Ling Jiuyao turned around: "I'll go first."

Then he left Feng Zhiyun and walked forward.

"A Yao, then I, the person who loves you the most, wait for you to come back."

Ling Jiuyao suddenly felt that he was really inferior to Qi Yu.

"How is Song Yuxi now?" Ling Jiuyao asked.

Feng Zhiyun smiled wryly and said: "It can be seen that he is holding on."

Ling Jiuyao laughed: "I'm probably still depressed why he was finally appointed as the head."

"In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as you; in terms of qualifications, he is not as good as you," Ling Jiuyao stopped and turned to look at him, "But it is such a self who is not as good as you in every way to become the new head, and he should be a little confused. of."

Feng Zhiyun showed embarrassment: "He used to take it as a joke that he was the next head, but now that the appointment has come to him, he still thinks it's not true, and he came to me last night and said Give me the headship."

Ling Jiuyao approached the flowers behind him, picked a flower bud, and rubbed the petals one by one with his fingers. The bright red flower juice slipped through his fingers, making his hands look a little whiter.

He spread his palms and handed the flowers to Feng Zhiyun: "But Song Yuxi is indeed more qualified than you to be the head of the sect."

"He is like this flower bone now, it has already revealed some color, but if it wants to fully bloom, it needs more effort."

Feng Zhiyun pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "I thought Master would ask you to take over Qingxiao Sword Sect."

Ling Jiuyao bent his eyes and smiled: "I'm not suitable, the most I can do is help you fight."

He reached out and took the flower back to the branch, bringing it back to life.

"To be the head of the sect of cultivating immortals, you must have a benevolent heart with the common people in mind, and Song Yuxi has this," Ling Jiuyao sighed regretfully when he said this, "Unfortunately, I don't have it."

Feng Zhiyun said without any surprise, "I can see it."

Ling Jiuyao smiled to himself.

He didn't have any intention of harming others, but he really didn't have a heart for the common people.

As he said before, he couldn't find his belonging in these six realms, and since he didn't have a sense of belonging, how could he keep these six realms in his heart?

If he really had to find a time where he could feel at ease, it would be when he was with Qi Yu.

...Why did you mention him again?

Feng Zhiyun looked at Ling Jiuyao's distressed appearance, and couldn't help but persuaded: "Okay, if you can't change it, there is nothing you can do. Even if you do this, you are better than those who talk about the common people every day, but they are not clean behind their backs." People who do human things are much better."

Ling Jiuyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for your comfort."

Feng Zhiyun and Ling Jiuyao stopped outside the door of a room.

"Martial nephew?" Feng Zhiyun knocked on the door, "We came to see you."

Song Yuxi opened the door, but did not change into the clothes of the head of the house.

"Master Uncle," he called Feng Zhiyun first, then nodded to Ling Jiuyao, "Senior Brother Ling."

Ling Jiuyao didn't bother to worry about this senior brother's status anymore. He took a look at Song Yuxi, and then said, "Didn't you change into the sect master's Taoist robe?"

Song Yuxi's voice was straight: "I don't think I am qualified for the position of head."

Ling Jiuyao didn't argue with him whether he was qualified or not, but simply said: "Senior Qinglong appointed him."

"My cultivation is not enough."

"Appointed by senior Qinglong."

"I have too little experience."

"Appointed by senior Qinglong."

"I'm too young."

"Appointed by senior Qinglong."

"...can you, in other words?"

Ling Jiuyao said expressionlessly: "This is the truth."

"He has his own intentions for doing this. Instead of resisting in every possible way here, you should think about how to make yourself worthy of the title of head of the Qingxiao Sword Sect."

Ling Jiuyao stared at him intently: "To be honest, I really can't understand your style."

Song Yuxi didn't expect that he would express his intuitive feelings about him, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Ling Jiuyao didn't care whether he was surprised or not, and then said: "You are a smart person, I will stop at the point, you should be able to understand."

He turned around and glanced at Feng Zhiyun: "Elder Feng, you should understand what I just told you."

Ling Jiuyao curled his lips into a smile, as if he and Feng Zhiyun had an unspoken secret.

He said this without considering Song Yuxi's presence at all.

Ling Jiuyao was in a good mood, and walked back while humming a little tune. When he reached the main hall, he didn't see a certain "person who loves him the most".

Ling Jiuyao raised his eyebrows, unhurriedly released his consciousness, and found Qi Yu's location with ease.

Ask your heart.

At this moment, Qi Yu was sitting incognito on the mountain gate of the Asking Heart School, with a few strands of hair hanging lazily to her shoulders, looking a little bored.

He casually tapped his index finger, and a golden thread was circling around his fingertips, like a little golden dragon.

Ling Jiuyao didn't know what he was going to do, but he reacted instantly the next moment he saw a person.

I saw Xu Wenxin being supported by his disciples and was about to enter the mountain gate. At this moment, the gold thread in Qi Yu's hand suddenly broke away from the original track and went straight to Xu Wenxin.

Ling Jiuyao raised his hand to block the golden thread.

"Who? Who?" Xu Wen was shocked.

No one responded.

Xu Wenxin grasped the magic weapon and looked around, and finally returned to the sect like a frightened bird.

Qi Yu obviously became displeased after being disturbed by someone, his face was gloomy, and he shot out a wave of spiritual power to find out who it was.

Ling Jiuyao didn't hide either, the spiritual power barely stopped the moment it was about to touch him.

Ling Jiuyao spit out a sentence slowly.

"Save his life, I am useful."

Hearing this, Qi Yu broke into a smile.

"it is good."