At this time, Yang Qiong made a bold request.

"Master, I want you to teach me a few sword moves."

Jian Lingkong paused for a moment, then nodded.

"it is good."

Jian Lingkong taught Yang Qiong sword moves step by step.

Jian Lingkong's mind was all on the sword, while Yang Qiong's mind was on Jian Lingkong himself.

Then time passed, and there was still half an hour before the scheduled time. Wright, Jian Yixin, and Jian Wujiu were already waiting here.

Only the main sword was left in the air.

And at this time in Yang Qiong's room.

At this time, his master had not left yet, which made Yang Qiong's heart pounding.

The girl couldn't help but start daydreaming.

"Master, are you staying at Qiong'er's place today?"

Jian Lingkong nodded to himself.

"It's almost time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiong excitedly took off her clothes.

Jian Lingkong turned his head and looked at Yang Qiong. His sharp gaze stunned Yang Qiong for a moment.

"Master, what's wrong? Did Qiong'er do something wrong?"

Jian Lingkong didn't respond at all, he suddenly jumped up and pinned Yang Qiong down.

"Master, Qiong'er is willing. There is no need to force her."

Jian Lingkong acted as if he didn't hear anything. He took out his sword and cut a wound on Yang Qiong's forehead. Blood immediately gushed out.

Jian Lingkong did not hesitate. He revealed his Heavenly Eye and gouged out the golden-patterned Heavenly Eye with his sword. A golden eyeball was placed on Yang Qiong's forehead.

The next second, golden light appeared all around Jian Lingkong, the Dharma image of heaven and earth appeared, and the golden light was directed to Yang Qiong.

Yang Qiong was dumbfounded.

"Master, why are you doing this? Don't scare me."

The sword was visibly weak in the air.

But he still forced a smile and looked at Yang Qiong.

"Qiong'er, Master can't wait for you to grow up. Stay good with your Master's wife in the future."

Jian Lingkong cast a spell of immobilization and silent meditation on Yang Qiong.

Yang Qiong shed tears as she watched the sword disappear in front of her.

After a while, Jian Lingkong appeared at the cliff. The three were extremely surprised to see that there was a piece missing from Jian Lingkong's forehead and blood was flowing.

"Brother, you."

"I'm fine, let's go."

What else can I say now?

The four of them disappeared into the ravine.

The little fox woke up in the middle of the night and frowned when he suddenly couldn't feel Wright's breath.

He transformed into a human form and came to the edge of the cold pond.

"Clear water."

Qingshui poked his head out and asked in confusion:

"who are you?"

Qingqiulan smiled and asked: "Feel it carefully, who am I?"

Qingshui heard this and felt it carefully. The aura of Qingqiu Lan reminded Qingshui of something.

"You are Sister Fox."

Qingqiu Lan smiled. "It seems that all this time I have loved you has not been in vain..."

"Sister Fox, what's wrong?"

Chapter 559: Questioning the Supreme Palace

"Your master is gone, so what else can you do?"

Qingshui suddenly became nervous.

"Master, I'm gone, Sister Fox, Master is gone, Master doesn't want me anymore."

Qingshui was so anxious that he almost cried.

Qingqiu Lan comforted him, "Your master didn't abandon you, but you are not fit for battle in your current state, so he didn't bring you with him."

"If Qingshui turns back into a sword, can the master take me with him?"

"Even if your master doesn't want to take you, I will send you to him."

Qingshui closed his eyes upon hearing that, and spiritual power burst out from his body. The blue spiritual power enveloped himself and he was forcibly transformed back into the Qingshui Sword.

Then it flew into Qingqiulan's hands.

Qingqiu Lan didn't say anything more and flew away.

Yang family, everyone gathered in the Yang family ancestral hall.

The soul candle belonging to Jian Lingkong was suddenly half gone, and only a small part was left at the bottom.

The Yang family's mistress was a little flustered.

"What on earth happened to Lingkong? Why is Soul Candle coming to an end for no reason?"

Yang Yi frowned.

Yang Feng looked at this scene, brainstormed quickly, and said sternly:

"No! My nephew wants to die."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Feng turned into a golden meteor and sped away.

Although the Yang family members didn't know the details, they still followed.

Yang Yi caught up with Yang Feng and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's going on?"

Yang Feng sighed helplessly.

"Haven't you noticed yet why my nephew suddenly let go and accepted a disciple? Isn't this just making arrangements for his funeral in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yi's body trembled even more than Yang Feng's.

At this time, Yang Qiong of the Sword Sect was desperately looking at Jian Xuanyuan's door.

Jian Xuanyuan woke up and opened the door.

Seeing Yang Qiong in tears, he was a little shocked.

"My dear disciple, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, Master, I don't know what happened, but he put his eyes on me, and gave me the golden light, and then Master left, saying some very strange things. I couldn't move or speak until just now."

Jian Xuanyuan took a breath of cold air.

Immediately convey the message to all disciples and elders.

"Big Brother is in trouble, go to the Supreme Palace immediately."

After transmitting the message, Jian Xuanyuan comforted him, "Disciple, it's okay. Your master will be back."

Yang Qiong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

"is it?"

But her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.

This was naturally Jian Xuanyuan's method, putting Yang Qiong on the bed.

Looking at the sleeping Yang Qiong.

Jian Xuanyuan sighed.

"Fool, why bother?"

As he spoke, Jian Xuanyuan also disappeared.

In the second half of the night, all the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect gathered in the square.

Jian Wushuang glanced at everyone and said seriously:

"Sword Sect disciples, is there anyone who hasn't arrived yet?"

A disciple stepped forward.

"All the disciples are here, except for Senior Brother, Senior Brother Yixin, Senior Brother Wujiu, and Senior Brother Wright. The Sword Sect does not have any of them."

Jian Wushuang became furious upon hearing this and raised his sword high.

"All Sword Sect disciples, listen up and follow me to question the Supreme Palace."

The disciples raised their swords high.

"Ask the Supreme Palace for the crime."

At the same time, Jian Lingkong and others had already arrived at the Supreme Palace.

The Supreme Palace was destined to be shrouded in restrictions, but with Di Qianqian's detailed map and strategy, the four people successfully sneaked into the Supreme Palace.

This palace in the clouds looks fairy-like and covers a very large area.

The four of them sneaked around very cautiously, but at this time countless eyes appeared on the wall of the Supreme Palace.

The next second, the eyes turned into flying birds, flew high into the sky and chirped.

This kind of mechanism is obviously not here in Di Qianqian's strategy.

It was then that Wright remembered that Yang Yi and his team had come here once before and destroyed part of the Tai Shang Palace. There would naturally be changes when rebuilding some places. In other words, Di Qianqian's strategy had not been updated and there was no way to update it.

Wright explained this to the other three.

Jian Lingkong gritted his teeth.

"It seems like we have no choice but to force our way in."

As soon as he finished speaking, many disciples from the Supreme Palace gathered around him.

Jian Lingkong raised his sword and warned: "I am not here to harm your lives. If you don't want to die, retreat immediately."

Naturally, these disciples cannot retreat.

At this time, Jian Wujiu took a step forward.

"Brother, you guys go first, I can handle this alone."

Jian Lingkong warned: "No wine, run away if you can't win, remember you have a family."

Jian Wujiu nodded and smiled, "Fang Xin, I know this better than you, Senior Brother."

Without any delay, the three of them rushed into the depths of the Supreme Palace.

The disciples wanted to stop it.

Jian Wujiu turned into a flash of lightning and flashed past the disciples of the Supreme Palace in an instant.

Jian Wujiu swung his sword lightly, and all the disciples fell to the ground.

And the next second, the Palace Master of Duannian Palace, Liao Wuchen, appeared behind Jian Wujiu.

Liao Wuchen, with long white hair draped over his shoulders and a handsome face, looked at the disciple who had fallen to the ground.

"My friend, this is too much."

Jian Wujiu turned around and looked at Wuchen: "Don't worry, they are all still alive."

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