1572: Guessed qingjue's identity

Guessed qingjue's identity

"You don't have to worry about that. As the great elder of the vast waves sect, I have some orders from some sects. I'll send a message to them to hold off the Golden core sect for a while. It'll be enough for you to make a trip back and forth." Ling Gusong gave he busi a disdainful look.2

This old man was really afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back. He was afraid of death if he was asked to fight. He was afraid that he would not be able to persuade the demonic beasts. He had made a difficult decision, but he was afraid that he would be too late and face the Golden core sect's protective array. She really didn't know how he managed to cultivate to this level with his dawdling personality.

Despite his disdain, if he wanted to deal with Ling Chuxi, he could not do it without him. Ling Gusong had no choice but to be patient and give him a calming pill.

"Alright, then I'll return to the sect first." Only then did he busi feel completely at ease. He hurried back to the huiyin Valley.

He busi returned to the sect. Palace Master Cold Moon and the others were also arranged to return to the blue wave sect to rest. She had been injured quite badly by Ling Chuxi's palm strike. If she could not be treated soon, she would be lacking a great help when they fought.

Moreover, she had too many doubts about the mental attack that Ling Chuxi had displayed earlier. She had not thought much about it when she was unable to suppress her grief and anger. Now that she thought about it carefully, the more she felt that it was similar to the sword heart soul-breaking technique of their Cold Moon Palace. However, how did the sect's Secret Sword heart soul-breaking technique end up in her hands? it seemed to be much more powerful than the Cold Moon Palace 's. What exactly was going on?

Before she could figure this out, the old lady, who was filled with hatred, would probably not be able to sleep well.

"Master." After everyone had left, a young man carefully stepped forward and said to Ling Gusong.

"If you have anything to ask, just ask." Ling Gusong said. The young man was called mu Weibei, the youngest of Ling Gusong's disciples, and also the most favored one.

"Then this disciple will be direct. Could that Huangfu qingjue from earlier be a descendant of the divine sovereign clan?" Mu Weibei asked.

"Wei bei, do you know why I value you the most? It's because you can see things more deeply than the other senior brothers. " Ling Gusong nodded in satisfaction."I've thought of what you said. But so what if he's from the divine Emperor clan? the divine Emperor clan can't interfere with the affairs of our sect's sage realm. Every country in the secular world has its own rules, and the sect's sage realm has its own rules."

"But he's very strong. Master, you can't be careless." Mu Weibei said worriedly.

"His cultivation is indeed not bad. It is definitely not below yours truly 's. However, this time, for the sake of the blue wave sect, the family head has specially bestowed me with a treasure. As long as I use this treasure, even if I can't kill him, I can at least make him have no time to care about Ling Chuxi." Ling Gusong said with confidence.

"Then I've worried too much." Mu Weibei looked as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden.

"Wei bei, your filial piety makes me very happy. Once this matter is done, I will let you be the palace Master of the Cold Moon Palace. At that time, you will also have a place in the sect's Saint realm." Ling Gusong was obviously very pleased with mu Weibei's filial piety, and nodded.

"Thank you for your gift, master." Mu Weibei said in surprise.

"This is what you deserve. Your senior brothers don't have your filial piety. Alright, go and inform those people first. Let them think of a way to delay Ling Chuxi for a while. We can't let them return to the sect so early. " Ling Gusong ordered. The people he was talking about were the small sects or family clans that had originally attached themselves to the vast waves sect but had now turned to their own.

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