After the representative of Zhang's surname retreated with great worries, a thin young man walked out from behind the Zushi Hall.

If you can appear in such an occasion and dare to eavesdrop on Qi Changlin's conversation with your subordinates, there is no doubt that he is Qi Qingkong, the legitimate grandson of Qi Changlin.

Qi Qingkong just turned 16 this year, has little reputation in the martial arts world, and his cultivation is nothing special. However, he is loved by Qi Changlin.

Because Qi Changlin was born in old age, when Qi Qingkong was born, he had just passed his 90th birthday.

It has to be said that the physical fitness of warriors is indeed envied by ordinary people.

"Grandpa, why are you trying to scare Uncle Zhang? He was so scared that his face turned pale."

Qi Qingkong smiled on his face, which was incompatible with the solemn atmosphere in the ancestor's hall.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Qi Changlin's eyes.

Even if he is the Grand Master of Danjin and the head of the Baolin Sect, there is nothing he can do about this legitimate grandson.

"How do you know I'm scaring him?"

Qi Changlin asked quietly.

Qi Qingkong walked to Qi Changlin and sat down carelessly: "It's very simple. If Zhenwu Sect wants to establish its authority, the best goal is not our Baolin Sect, but the Yin-Yang Sect."

Qi Changlin raised his eyebrows: "Are you so sure?"

"There is another reason. The Wu Alliance is pressing on it, and the Zhenwu Sect dares not do anything randomly."

Qi Qingkong talked confidently: "The Wu League finally survived the crisis and kept the martial arts world stable. How could he tolerate the Zhenwu Sect causing trouble?"

"What if Zhenwu Sect doesn't give the Wu Alliance face?"

Qi Changlin continued to ask, but the meaning of taking the school in his words is mostly: "Zhenwu Sect is the leader in the martial arts world. If you really want to cause trouble, the Wu Alliance will not be able to control it."

"If it were before, Zhenwu Sect might have dared to do that, but now, can they bear the price of angering Your Excellency Lin Chong?"

Qi Qingkong showed his mind and maturity far beyond his age: "By capturing the dragon and controlling the crane, Lord Lin Chong has proved to the world that although he is not the Martial Saint of Gangjin, he also has the ability to kill the Grandmaster, and his

The bottom line is also very simple, but the martial arts world is absolutely not allowed to be confused!”

Qi Changlin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was very satisfied with Qi Qingkong's knowledge.

"I'm really scaring Zhang Qi. He's a little too floating during this period and needs to pour a bucket of cold water on him."

After laughing, Qi Changlin said lightly: "But in addition to this, we should prepare for the future, prevent problems before they happen, and prepare in advance. Even if Zhenwu Sect does not play according to common sense, we will not panic."

Qi Qingkong was stunned: "Grandpa, are you thinking too much?"

“It’s better to think more than not.”

Qi Changlin glanced at his grandson and said meaningfully: "The wind and waves I have experienced tell me that sometimes the more impossible things you think are, the more likely they will happen."

When Qi Qingkong heard this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

On the other side.

Unlike the silent and forbearing of the Baolin Sect, after the Yin-Yang Sect representative returned, he promoted Dan Tai Mingyue's ungrateful behavior, adding fuel to the fire, causing fierce quarrels within the sect.

"I said earlier that Dan Tai Mingyue is unreliable!"

An obese elder shouted hard: "It's only been a long time since he joined the Wu League that he has abandoned the sect that trained him. Such ungrateful and heartless people must clean up the portal immediately!"

"That's right!"

"I was so blind that I supported him at the beginning!"

"What qualifications are there to be a senior brother like this kind of thing that is worse than beasts!"

The other senior leaders of the Yin and Yang Sect agreed, and Dan Tai Mingyue, who was not present, cursed him. It was so rude and rude.

Of course, not everyone is so irrational, and a small number of them remain calm.

"Stop talking!"

A sharp female voice sounded in the crowd, mixed with strong dissatisfaction: "You are just thinking about Mingyue's reluctance to help. Have you ever considered it from his standpoint? Have you ever cared about his difficulties!"

The speaker is a middle-aged woman wearing a black training suit, tall and beautiful in shape, but her temperament is too cold, making people feel difficult to get close to.

"Oh? I want to ask, what are the difficulties the head of the Wumeng Dizi Inspection Institute has!" The elder said sarcastically.

"Mingyue entered the Martial Alliance at the beginning of the day and had not yet established a firm foothold. She just needed to perform well and gain the recognition of Alliance Leader Lin, but you asked him to help with the back door? And in front of others?"

The middle-aged woman became more and more angry as she spoke: "Do you understand what it means to be a scheming? What is a small impatience that makes you mess up with big plans! If he agrees to Lao Wu's request, how can he convince the public in the future? How can he gain a foothold in the Wu League!"

After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, everyone was speechless.

They didn't think about the difficulties of Tan Tai Mingyue, they just didn't want to admit it.

The representative of Yin-Yang Sect, who was called Lao Wu by a middle-aged woman, was a little worried and retorted: "Who said I don't understand? I secretly asked him in private, but he refused and did not leave me any face at all!"

"Listen to everyone, Lao Wu is Dan Tai Mingyue's uncle after all. He treats the elders of the master sect like this, and is ruthless and unrighteous. Do we still want to talk to him?"

The fat elder seized the opportunity and opened his firepower: "The Yin-Yang Sect is currently in the midst of life and death. The Baolin Sect continues to erode our territory and power. We work hard every day to maintain it. However, as the eldest brother, he wants to stay out of the matter.

Isn’t it too much for me to call him ungrateful?”

Someone in the room nodded and some shook their heads.

The middle-aged woman suddenly stood up, pointed to the fat elder's nose, and her eyes were filled with sharp light: "Fatty, I have disliked you for a long time. I am too lazy to have a quarrel with you. Do you dare to fight?"

"Just fight, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The fat elder rolled up his sleeves.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two of them being tense, the others around quickly stopped him.

Bai Wuya, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, sat upright and looked at everything in front of him with a faint expression.

To be honest, Bai Wuya has long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

Although he is the head of the sect, few elders regard him as the head of the sect.

For example, now, the two powerful elders in the sect are almost fighting, but no one has asked him for his opinion.

Because he was not the highest martial arts and was not the strongest, he lost his voice since the Supreme Elder who supported him lost his news.

This is also the real reason why the Yin-Yang Sect is getting worse and worse.

Even without the Baolin Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect, which is the only great master, will sooner or later fall apart.

"Make a fuss, make a fuss."

Bai Wuya watched coldly, and a deep disgust was hidden deep in his pupils: "Soon, you will know how stupid you are."

He stood up silently and walked out of the room.

The elders of the Yin-Yang Sect behind them were still making noises, and no one noticed when the head of the sect would leave.

Bai Wuya returned to his residence, stepped back from his left and right, and entered the living room alone.
Chapter completed!