I could not help it but avoid Mo Qings gaze, and looked at the wooden-headed puppet beside him.
In this mont, the wooden-headed puppet next to him also turned its head to look at . Sima Rongs teasing voice transmitted out from the motionless wooden face: Ah, so thats how it is, this matter is indeed more important.
How did I not know before that this West Mountain Lord of mine could make soone withdraw so quickly in a panic like this?
I coughed and changed the topic: Today, through Shen Qian Jins mirror, I saw West Mountain Lord displaying great power. When did West Mountain Lord get so many wooden-headed puppets?
A few days ago, with senior brothers help, we quickly made the puppets within several nights. He said, Now that my body is badly damaged, its difficult for to move about. So using the chanical Magic Technique to make several wooden-headed puppets, this can still be regarded as contributing a bit of strength to Wan Lu Sect.
I told myself even if it was like this, it was still great. He did not need to leave that small courtyard of his and could still help Mo Qing share the burden on this side. After all, being the West Mountain Lord for so many years, Sima Rongs abilities could not be underestimated.
Sima Rongs explanation to my question was not yet over, so he explained so more: Coincidentally, the wooden-headed puppets made in the past few days can also transmit scenes from other places back, so today, I heard that you ntioned the forr Sect Leader many tis. Previously, I only heard that the forr Sect Leader could enter your dreams, so right now, can you also communicate with her during the day?
Sima Rong, you should be dragged outside and be chopped in half, argh!
Inwardly, I hated Sima Rong to the point of clenching my teeth, but outwardly, I did not even bat an eyelid: Mhm, maybe she is relatively happier today. My heart suddenly jolted. I thought, anyways, Mo Qing knew that I was Lu Zhao Yao now. As long as I persisted in straightening my back and he did not expose , then I would still continue this persistence.
Because There were absolutely no advantages in exposing it. After all, I still had to use Zhi Yans body to continue to communicate with these living people.
Mo Qing swept a glance at , silently and speechlessly. However, at this mont, a shadow suddenly flashed behind , kneeling on the ground, respectfully greeting Mo Qing.
I had already seen this person before, he was the newly established chief of the Dark Guards after Mo Qing ascended to the Sect Leader position.
I saw that after he got up, he went straight to Mo Qings side and approached his ear to deliver a report. His voice was both soft and quiet. My hand perford the pattern for the Hearing of a Thousand Miles, planning to eavesdrop. I had not even fully utilized it when he had already finished reporting and backed away.
Mo Qings complexion suddenly beca sowhat cold: First, go investigate.
Yes.
I shot a glance at the wooden-headed puppet. Originally, I was planning to let Sima Rong ask what happened. However, Sima Rong stood still, a wooden face that did not utter a single word, so without any better option, I had to ask him myself: Whats wrong?
Mo Qing bowed his head approving the docunts, saying very naturally: Xu Zhi and Qin Qian Xian stumbled upon so problems on the way back, but its not an issue. So for the ti being, you should go back and rest first.
Driving away?
So I gave him my motive.
Okay. I just ca by to see Master and praise you for your aweso arrangent. Theres nothing else, so Ill go back to South Mountain Lords place first.
Mhm.
I turned to leave. The mont I walked out the door, out of the corner of my eye, I glanced back into the room and saw Mo Qing, who had been approving docunts had already set the brush aside. His face darkened, his lips pursed, and to so degree, he carried a severely thick murderous aura.
The person who just ca to report, the information must not have been news related to Little Shi Qi. I took a few steps out of Wu E Palace, and looked at the clear night sky of Chen Ji Mountain that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Unconsciously, my heart and my eyes beca sowhat chilled from the blowing wind.
I guessed that more than half of it was related to Luo Ming Xuan.
When I winked back to Chen Ji Mountain, right in that mont, Shen Qian Jin and Guan Yu Towers emissary were secretively talking, which happened to confirm my speculation. By the ti I arrived outside the courtyard, I had drew the pattern for the Hearing of a Thousand Miles, so without having to get close, it was enough to clearly hear the emissary reporting the news to Shen Qian Jin:
Sowhere in the celestial sects, theres auspicious rays of light, and in the sky, theres magical golden clouds that will allow the Golden Immortal to awaken.
My footsteps paused.
I looked at Gu Han Guangs courtyard before , watching the lights inside the courtyard as far as my eyes could see. The longer I gazed, the deeper I looked. It was like seeing that day on Feng Mountain, the candle fla shining brightly above the happiness altar on Luo Ming Xuans joyous day.
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