Chapter 632 Returning Disciples

After coming to Jingyuan, Yuan Qu hadn't spoken a word, let Tong Yan and Zhuo Rusui fight each other, and just ate meat in silence, until this time when he heard Zhuo Rusui's words, he couldn't help but mocked: "The problem now is how to do it!"

"Do it, just do it, do it directly." Zhuo Rusui said angrily. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, thinking that after almost a hundred years of hard work, he finally reached the peak of the sea, but in the end he was only ranked third, and he was about to seek death with the master and uncle of Tongtian Middle Realm... What is this?

"If that guy was still awake, would there be such shitty things!" He waved his left hand angrily: "Now that Sanyue is dead, it doesn't matter if he is still alive or dead. If he sees no one, what kind of relationship will he have with a Taoist couple? Don't go to play with Yushan all the time, you will die!"

Yuan Qu said angrily: "Where is this all? What's the matter with death! If you have the ability, you can fly to the sky!"

Tong Yan suddenly said: "Gu Qing and Zhen Tao from Shuiyue Temple will become Taoist couple next spring."

Zhuo Rusui was stunned, clicked his tongue twice with some complicated emotions, and said, "I didn't see it, can't he know how to play chess? Why is he playing so dirty?"

Tong Yan didn't want to play around with him anymore, and said directly: "We plan to push Zhao Layue to be the head."

Zhuo Rusui was stunned again, and subconsciously wanted to object, but suddenly found that Tianguang Peak couldn't recommend a more suitable person, even though his current realm was already too high, but his seniority... there is no way.

"Let me think about it. When I was eating hot pot at Shenmo Peak, I followed her to learn some methods of entering the body with sword intent. Can I be counted as her apprentice?"

He picked up a spoon and put the pig's brain flower into a bowl, lowered his head and said, "If she agrees to do the calculation, I will support her as the head."

As Zhao Layue's only apprentice, Yuan Qu felt a strong threat, and said angrily, "Who said who was dirty just now?"

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The East China Sea is calm and calm.

There was no ripple on the curtain of the green curtain sedan chair.

By the dark and bottomless Tongtianjing, the yellow talisman paper exudes a powerful aura, and occasionally emits light, and more old-year talisman papers have long lost their function, hanging on the cliff, even if there is no wind, they make a rattling sound, which is unlucky like paper money.

A huge shadow slowly climbed up from the bottom of the cliff, accompanied by a sinister and terrifying aura.

With the suppression of the runes of Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Temple, even the mountain ghosts could not get close to the top of the Tongtian Well, and stopped when they were tens of feet away from the mouth of the well.

Disputes could be vaguely heard, followed by a sudden breeze, the yellow paper runes did not produce any reaction, and two figures appeared on the cliff.

"I've said it before, my speed is definitely fast enough, why don't you believe me!" Ping Yongjia said with a blushing face, feeling that her kendo talent had been greatly insulted.

Ah Piao sat on his shoulder, snorted and said: "I am the Emperor of the Hades, I can't trust anyone in the first place!"

Ping Yongjia said: "You come down for me first."

Ah Piao said, "I'm not heavy."

Ping Yongjia said: "But you are not a child now, you are over a hundred years old, why do you still like to sit on people's shoulders?"

A Piao said dissatisfied: "Qingtian Jianling is tens of thousands of years old, how can he sit on Mr.'s shoulder?"

The two quarreled for a few more words before gradually calming down.

Ah Piao floated to the sky, looking at the blue mountains beyond the cliff, a strange light suddenly appeared on his face, and he said anxiously: "It's already summer? Are we coming back late?"

Ping Yongjia was taken aback, and stepped into the air with several sword lights, looked around, and then he was relieved, and said: "Idiot! This is the south side, seeing the dense trees, it's still early spring, so it's too late."

A Piao said angrily: "There are no four seasons in the underworld, how can I tell them apart? Besides, I am busy with state affairs all day long, so I don't have the energy to care about these small problems."

When she uttered the word "Zhen", the black bangs covering her forehead fluttered in the wind, and the sleeves of her clothes also fluttered, naturally exuding a graceful and majestic imperial demeanor.

How could Ping Yongjia care about this, and said mockingly: "You will talk about it after you ascend the throne first."

Ah Piao couldn't hear these words the most, and shouted: "Can you blame me for this? Mister will fall as soon as he says! Don't say a last word, at least divide the inheritance first, my share!"

For decades, Ping Yongjia and A Piao have been in the underworld. A Piao didn't get the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, so naturally he couldn't formally ascend the throne, but with the help of the underworld master, he won the approval of most of the people, and he has been competing with the high priest for the position of the Underworld Emperor.

Whether it is from Jingyang's line or Taiping Zhenren's line, Qingshanzong will of course support her, let alone Tong Yan, a strategist who is very familiar with the underworld, who does not come out of Yinfeng, and still controls the situation in the lower world remotely. Even with the secret support of the Zhongzhou faction, the high priest still couldn't resist, and has been retreating steadily over the years.

Seeing that in more than ten years, A Piao and Mingshi will be able to solve the resistance of the high priest and become the masters of the lower realm, but they are recalled to the human world. She has no choice... because the Qingshan sect is her most important confidence, and the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld is what she needs most, so the affiliation of the head of Qingshan will naturally affect the affiliation of the underworld.

More importantly, she wanted to eat Jingyuan's hot pot.

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Ping Yongjia and A Piao sat in the small sedan chair with green curtains, looked at each other, each hummed, took each side, looked at the scenery outside the sedan chair that turned into lines, and gradually felt sleepy.

When they woke up, they were already leaning against each other, opened their eyes, looked at each other, snorted again, and turned their heads to look outside again.

Ah Piao suddenly exclaimed, "What's going on?"

The green curtain sedan stopped in a quiet alley, and the black eaves of Taichang Temple could be faintly seen in front of it.

Didn't Tong Yan say to go to Jingyuan to discuss the matter of being the head?

Didn't he say that he wants A Piao to use the underworld as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Fang Jingtian?

Why did the green curtain and sedan chair send them to Chaoge City?

Ping Yongjia raised the curtain and looked out, also felt a little strange, and suddenly heard A Piao's cry.

"Why are you people from the Qingshan Sect always like this? Why are you so dirty? You came here once seven hundred years ago, why are you coming this time? You have no conscience, and you lied to me!"

Ah Piao huddled in the corner, her pale face was covered with tears, trembling, looking extremely frightened.

Ping Yongjia was stunned before she realized that what she was talking about was the old story of Emperor Hades and Daoist Taiping traveling in the world seven hundred years ago, but the strong human cultivators turned their backs and imprisoned him in the Demon Town Prison.

How could Ah Piao believe him, and cried, "Can you let me go? I don't want the Seal of the Underworld Emperor anymore. I... will drive myself out of the green hills! I'm not the Underworld Emperor yet, so what's the use of arresting me!"

Ping Yongjia was panicked by her crying, so she quickly wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said: "Misunderstanding! It must be a misunderstanding! Look, there is no Xianlu, and no one from the Zhongzhou sect. Besides, we have nothing to do with each other. How can I harm you..."

After being comforted by him for a long time, Ah Piao finally calmed down, and found that there was indeed silence outside the small sedan chair with the green curtain, and there was no movement. She glanced at his wet sleeves with some distaste, and said, "Even if there is not much water in the lower realm, you can't always not wash it?"

Ping Yongjia sighed: "We in Shenmo Peak never use water to take a bath, I have to wash it twice a day, why would there be a smell?"

A Piao said: "Am I talking about people? I'm talking about your clothes!"

Ping Yongjia was speechless, lifted the car curtain and walked down.

When Ah Piao walked down nervously, the green curtain sedan rose through the air and flew back to Shuiyue Nunnery.

Chaoge City saw everything as usual, this street was quiet and no one was there, and there were many pedestrians outside the alley entrance.

A Piao lowered her head, let her black hair cover her face, and let Ping Yongjia walk in the crowd holding hands.

Seeing her appearance, Ping Yongjia couldn't help laughing, and said, "Since there is nothing wrong, why are you so sneaky?"

Ah Piao said angrily, "I was originally a ghost!"

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Sure enough, there was no conspiracy, Ping Yongjia and A Piao watched the Taichang Temple go, then walked to the Jingzhai without encountering anything.

Before he had time to knock on the door, the door of Jing's house opened, and Gu Qing smiled and said, "It's hard work."

Ping Yongjia and A Piao hadn't seen him for decades, they were very happy and hurriedly saluted.

"Let's go see Master first." Gu Qing said.

Ping Yongjia followed him into the yard, and after walking a dozen steps, he finally couldn't help but said: "Brother, what you said just now sounds a bit inappropriate."

Ah Piao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lu Qing was startled to understand what was going on, smiled and patted his head without saying anything.

The furnishing of the study room was the same as it was decades ago, and Jing Jiu, who was sleeping on the couch, was also the same as it was decades ago. His eyebrows and eyes were still perfect, giving people a lifelike feeling.

Ping Yongjia was thinking about this, and suddenly realized that the word "lifelike" was also very bad, so he turned around and yelled at the ground.

"When will you wake up?"

Ah Piao looked at Jing Jiu on the couch, feeling very sad for various reasons.

Ping Yongjia asked Gu Qing: "Brother, why do you want Shuiyue Temple to send us to Chaoge City? Didn't Tong Yan say to meet in Jingyuan to discuss the Qingshan Conference?"

"I have some problems here, and I can't go back to Qingshan."

Lu Qing was silent for a while, then continued: "I didn't want to disturb you, but without you, I'm afraid I can't do it."