Chu Xunyu and his group came to the place where Yaoyao lived, which was in a group of internal disciples living in the back mountain of Kunlun Fairyland. At that time, Yaoyao was practicing calligraphy. Suddenly the door was knocked, and she felt curious. When she opened the door, she asked in surprise: "Brother, why are you here?"

Several people entered directly. Yaoyao looked around and couldn't help but feel surprised. Why did Muyuan, Sun Mengqing and Shushan Gongsun Yan come together? Did something happen? After Chu Xunyu entered the house, he closed the door with his backhand and asked, "Yaoyao, let me ask you, where is the Siyi who pretended to be me?"

"He." Yaoyao smiled. Originally, this little girl was a ghost elf, and said proudly, "I have been watching him intentionally or unintentionally for the past few days. After all, there are many disciples in Kunlun, so he can't leave my eyeliner wherever he goes."

This is the disadvantage of having too many people. Even if you are extremely powerful or have a great minister, as long as you show up, someone will see you. For thousands of years, there has been nothing in this land of China, but there is no shortage of organisms like "human". So no matter how you cover up your behavior, unless you live alone in a paradise, you will sooner or later be knocked out by others.

"How is that boy?" Mu Yuan asked hurriedly.

Yaoyao told everyone that this guy who pretended to be his brother had been living alone on a remote aerial island. He heard from other disciples that he rarely communicated with others and often went out to wander around aimlessly, and didn't know what to do. Speaking of this, Yaoyao suddenly remembered something and asked, "What? Do you want to expose him? Do you want me to help? I'll find a few Kunlun Master and the seniors from the Yaowang Mansion family to help you brother."

"No need for now." Chu Xunyu waved his hand and told Yaoyao about Tan Meng's news. Yaoyao was not surprised after hearing this. Unexpectedly, he was not dead either. Then there was only one savage left in the Eight Joon of the Central Plains. He was really surprised. Chu Xunyu asked again: "Do you know how to enter the Tai'a Palace?"

Yaoyao thought for a while: "Well... I remember the easiest way to go to Senior Brother Song Qingqiong. He happened to be responsible for dealing with the connection between mortals and the cultivation world, because those mortals who have relationships always have to contact the cultivation world, especially the emperor, who often have to communicate with our Kunlun leader, so you can ask Senior Brother Song Qingqiong for questions. Maybe you can take advantage of the excuse of sending letters from the mortal dynasty. As for other methods, you have to ask the consent of the elders. It's too troublesome."

This is a good idea, but Mu Yuan pouted, as if he was unwilling to find that mortal enemy, but there was no way. The overall situation was the priority. Everyone said goodbye to Yaoyao, so they had to rush to Kunlun "Qinzhengxuan" to find Song Qingqiong, which is where Song Qingqiong deals with these things on weekdays.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw the room full of people, including cultivators from various sects and mortal messengers. Song Qingqiong sat next to a desk in the northeast corner. What a guy, the table was full of bamboo slips, and there were also many people around in front of the desk. Song Qingqiong was writing at the desk, writing as if it was written, and he breathed a sigh of relief and handed it to a mortal in front of him. Seeing that man dressed up, he looked like a messenger. Song Qingqiong gave a polite advice. He: "You go back and tell the governor of Sichuan that there is a crime in the southwest border. I have sent a letter to Shushan three days ago. They have sent people down the mountain. The southwest is the place where my border is full of demonic Taoism and monsters. Don't be careless. Shushan will contact you soon. You just need to send troops to cooperate. But be aware that there is a third-rate demonic sect in the northeast of Bashu that has been rampant recently, which harms the people. Don't take it lightly."

The visitor thanked Song Qingqiong, then took the letter and left. At this time, Mu Yuan coughed on purpose, attracting Song Qingqiong's attention. When Song Qingqiong saw that Sun Mengqing and the others had come, he quickly stood up and called another Kunlun disciple to replace him. He also told him what things had been handled and what things had not been replied to. Seeing this, Mu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little impressed. Although he was not willing to admit it, the facts were in front of him. Song Qingqiong was indeed better than ordinary people. In addition to his studies and practice, he also had so many trivial matters every day. He could also overwhelm the heroes and take the lead. It was really admirable, but even thinking about it, he could say it out. That was absolutely impossible.

Song Qingqiong led them into the inner room and sat down, then asked his disciples to serve tea. He rubbed his temples tiredly and asked, "What do you need?"

Sun Mengqing was the most experienced person on the spot, so he answered: "Junior Brother Qingqiong, we are here to ask about the news about Qianchen Club."

"Qianchen meeting?" Song Qingqiong felt strange, "Isn't it being held in the Tai'a Palace?"

"We want to ask how long it will take to end."

"This is not accurate. Marshal Mengqing, you don't know that Qianchen will be a gathering for discussing major events in the world of cultivation. It is usually normal to discuss three or five days. What? Is there anything wrong?"

"That's right. I'm looking for an elder of our military family to have something important, but I learned that he was in the Tai'a Palace and it was difficult for ordinary people to go in, so I wanted to ask Junior Brother Qingqiong to make a convenience and let me wait in a while and I won't stay for too long, so I'll leave later." Sun Mengqing made an excuse to make a perfunctory approach.

"This..." Song Qingqiong thought for a while, and suddenly saw Mu Yuan and the others, he was not curious, "Junior Sister Gongsun and Junior Brother Mu Yuan are going in too? You won't want to find the elders of the military family."

"No, they don't go, they just come with me. It's enough for me to go in alone." Sun Mengqing answered firmly.

"Oh, this is easy." Song Qingqiong nodded, "There is a document from the Ministry of War here. I will find the elder in charge of the guards later. Use this document as an excuse to let you in, but you can't stay for a long time."

"That's inevitable. Thank you for your junior brother first." Sun Mengqing stood up and thanked him.

Song Qingqiong quickly got up and returned the gift. Suddenly, she saw Chu Xunyu who had been silent on the side and asked curiously: "This is..."

"Oh, my surname is Chu, I am just a casual cultivator. I am a friend of Marshal Mengqing." Chu Xunyu responded habitually.

"Hmm?" Song Qingqiong looked Chu Xunyu repeatedly in confusion and asked curiously, "Have we seen him before?"

"It probably isn't. I'm just a casual cultivator. Even if I have seen him, I probably have met Marshal Meng Qing's armor removal ceremony not long ago."

Song Qingqiong thought about it, so he stopped saying anything. Then he took some letters from military strategists and flew directly to Tai'a Palace...
Chapter completed!