"Sect Master, Elder," Yuan Hua called softly with tears in his eyes.

As he said that, he was about to get out of bed and salute, but was stopped by Liao Changyan.

"How is Junior Brother Liu?" One person stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Yuan Hua recognized him as one of the elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, Liao Changyan.

The other person is the leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, Chen Linsheng, a master in the Jindan realm.

"Elder Gongsun, Elder Gongsun..." Yuan Hua seemed to be a little upset when talking about the sad things.

"Say," Chen Linsheng said lightly with cold eyes.

"Elder Gongsun was murdered by the people from the Iron Sword Sect, and......"

Yuan Hua said this, and seemed to have some hesitation.

"Tell me quickly, and what?" Liao Changyan stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Hua's clothes and asked.

"Also, Elder Gongsun's body was dismembered by the thieves from the Iron Sword Sect," Yuan Hua's eyes were filled with grief and anger when he mentioned this.

"What, damn Iron Sword Sect," Liao Changyan shouted angrily, as if he was about to seek revenge immediately.

"Where are your other brothers?" Chen Linsheng narrowed his eyes.

"They, they all died tragically at the hands of the thieves from the Iron Sword Sect," Yuan Hua lowered his head.

"Then why did you escape?" Chen Linsheng asked with a frown.

So many disciples were dead, even Gongsun Bai, who was innate, was dead.

How could Yuan Hua, an ordinary disciple, survive?

According to what he learned in the past two days, Yuan Hua is very ordinary on weekdays.

Among the many disciples of Qingcheng, it is very inconspicuous.

Hearing Chen Linsheng's question, Yuan Hua gritted his teeth and untied his clothes.

"When I go back to the sect leader, my disciple is born different from ordinary people, and my heart grows on the right side, so I luckily escaped the disaster."

"Then how do you make sure that the Tiejianmen was moving? Do you know that if this matter is true, then from today on, my Qingcheng Sword Sect will be with the Tiejianmen forever,"

A trace of coldness flashed in Chen Linsheng's eyes.

It’s not that he was afraid of the Iron Sword Sect, and he started the fight with the Iron Sword Sect at his warning.

How could you be afraid of an Iron Sword Gate that is dying in the west?

I said this just to tell Yuan Hua about the seriousness of this matter.

"Those people are covered with faces, but I remember Elder Gongsun shouting when he was fighting, "The thief of the Iron Sword Sect, so the disciples say that it was the man from the Iron Sword Sect who moved the hand."

Yuan Hua said softly.

"Sect Master, those people from the Iron Sword Sect took action near Shangjing City, obviously they wanted to frame the person Zhang Jing who was named Zhang Jing," Liao Changyan said angrily.

Even in Southern Jin, they have heard about the fact that Zhang Jing, the Zhenwu Si, defeated Gongsun Bai, can be said to be the leader of their Qingcheng Sword Sect.

At that time, Liao Changyan was so angry that he wanted to find Zhang Jing to take revenge.

But he was still stopped by Chen Linsheng.

"Did the people from the Iron Sword Sect move their hands outside the capital?"

Chen Linsheng asked softly.

"I have been buried there with the body of Gongsun and my brothers and brothers as a mark."

When talking about this, Yuan Hua looked a little sad.

He had practiced this expression several times on the way back, but now he is very skillful.

Chen Linsheng nodded, turned his head to look at Liao Changyan, and said:

"Elder Liao, take some disciples to the capital to bring back Elder Gongsun's body."

"Yes, don't worry, the sect leader," Liao Changyan nodded.

"Remember, don't conflict with Zhang Jing of Zhenwusi. Now our enemy is the Iron Sword Sect, so it's not appropriate to establish another enemy. Do you understand?

As for the grudge between Zhang Jing and my Qingcheng Sword Sect, it will be no longer too late to resolve the Iron Sword Sect."

Chen Linsheng looked at Liao Changyan and reminded him.

"Don't worry, Master, I understand," Liao Changyan whispered.

But some unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he also understood.

Now that I go to the Zhenwusi, it is indeed not worth the loss.

"Yuan Hua, you did a good job and deserve to be a disciple of my Qingcheng Sword Sect," Chen Linsheng turned his eyes to Yuan Hua on the bed and said softly.

"Disciple, disciple," Yuan Hua was interrupted by Chen Linsheng without saying anything.

"You should take a good rest first, don't think about anything else," Chen Linsheng comforted.

"Yes, my disciple obeys the order."

......

Go to the capital,

Zhangfu,

After Han Qianshu informed Zhang Jing about the ancestor worship ceremony.

Zhang Jing felt a little urgency.

A sense of urgency for strength.

Zhang Jing understood that there was a high possibility that the day would not be calm.

The White Lotus Sect will not miss such a good opportunity.

Being qualified to make trouble is at least the strength of the innate realm.

Although Zhang Jing's current strength is good, the middle-stage master of the innate stage cannot do anything to him.

However, if you are a master of the late stage, Zhang Jing will have some strength.

Therefore, Zhang Jing must strengthen his strength even for his own safety.

In the secret room,

Zhang Jing sat cross-legged, and the blood-colored true energy filled the entire room.

Widths, like spirituality, surround Zhang Jing.

There is a small porcelain bottle in front of him, which contains the "Qingling Pill" that Gongsun Bai lost to him.

At this moment, the small porcelain bottle in front of me was empty.

As early as a few days ago, Zhang Jing used the Qingling Pill to break through the middle stage of the innate realm.

Now is the last bottle of Qingling Pill.

"call."

Zhang Jing opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Zhang Jing seemed to have a smile.

It took nearly half a month to refine the Qingling Pill obtained from Gongsun Bai.

This is not because Zhang Jing's refining time has slowed down, but because Zhang Jing doesn't want to arouse anyone's suspicion.

Just strengthen some strength and polish some speed.

To prevent some false aura from leaking out just now.

After all, Zhang Jing’s breakthrough speed is too fast.

In just a few months, it caught up with the hard work of ordinary people for several years or even decades.

This is simply too horrifying.

Zhang Jing understands the principle that trees are beautiful in the forest and wind will destroy them.

He doesn't want to be afraid of his cultivation speed, which will eliminate him, the future enemy.

If it is not necessary, Zhang Jing will not show his strength.

Moreover, if you fight with the White Lotus Demon Sect with such strength, it will be a little worse.

Therefore, Zhang Jing plans to hide behind others as much as possible at that time.

If you can, don't take action.

However, it may not be his decision whether he will take action or not.

If Han Qianshu had an order, or if the emperor Li Ye, who only heard of his name but had not seen him, ordered Zhang Jing to take action, he would really not refuse.

"Squeak."
To be continued...