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Chapter 139 Undercurrent Surge

Chapter 139 Undercurrent surging

Southern Territory, Yunwu Sect.

Qinglian Daojun waved his hand and put the paper crane into his sleeve.

"Giving a baby?"

It’s just a baby, so what’s the little Nascent Soul?

The strange thing is that Elder Hua of the Qingyun Sect seems to have appeared out of thin air. No background can be found. Could it be that he also comes from the Jiaocheng clan?

Thinking of this possibility, hatred flashed across those Gujing Wubo eyes.

If that's really the case, then let's all die.

"Hehe, hehe"

The laughter in the cave was low and gloomy.

"All of them die, all of them die!"

Song Qingyun, who had just arrived at the entrance of the cave, heard the voice inside, and his footsteps stopped. There was no look of surprise on his face. He lowered his head and called softly: "Master."

Hearing the sound outside, Qinglian Daojun's ferocious expression returned to calm. She stroked her sleeves and said lazily: "Come in."

"yes"

Song Qingyun responded respectfully, then walked into the cave without looking away, and bowed respectfully to the Qinglian Taoist Master.

"Disciple has completed the foundation building, and I came here to pay my respects to Master."

Qinglian Daojun withdrew his consciousness from looking at her and waved his hand: "Yes, now that you have successfully established the foundation, my painstaking efforts in planning for you are not in vain."

Song Qingyun's heart moved, and a smile appeared on his usually cold face: "Thanks to the thousand-year spiritual crystal disciple given by Master, he was able to build the foundation so quickly."

This disciple has been with her almost since she was a child, and she spent a lot of effort to train him. He was very popular with her, and she rarely showed a smile at that moment: "Since you have established the foundation, you will be indispensable for the quota in the secret realm."

Then she paused for a moment before continuing: "When the time comes, I will have something for you to do."

Song Qingyun was naturally unfazed: "Just follow the master's orders."

No one knows the conversation between master and apprentice.

Coincidentally, a similar conversation was taking place at the center of the Demon Clan in the Southwest Abyss, thousands of miles away.

The Burning Flame Demon Lord was leaning on the armchair, with two maids kneeling at his feet, who were beating their legs. Their eyes were slightly narrowed, a little lost in thought.

At this moment, a clear female voice sounded outside the palace.

"Why did the ancestor call me here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman who was flying like fire stepped in, and suddenly the hall seemed to be a little brighter.

"You girl!"

If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid they would have been dead long ago.

Having long been accustomed to the audacity of visitors, the Burning Flame Demon Lord didn't take it seriously when he saw her walking in so directly. Instead, he smiled and waved to her.

Cen Yehua raised his eyebrows and walked closer, taking a roll of robe and sitting directly on the couch next to his chair.

"What do you have to say, ancestor?"

The Burning Flame Demon Lord waved the two maids down, and without mincing words, asked directly: "Are you ready for the secret realm party?"

Cen Yehua blinked: "It's just a foundation-building secret realm, why does the ancestor need to bother so much?"

"Don't underestimate this secret realm of foundation building," he said, and then pointed upwards meaningfully: "Besides, the background of this secret realm is not small."

Recently, Cen Yehua, a demon saint, has done several major things for the clan, one of which was to kill the disciples of various sects before the Taoist competition, so she also knew some news about some things.

"Ancestor means..."

Cen Yehua looked at him with questioning eyes.

The Burning Flame Demon Lord nodded: "Yes, just like last time, I still leave this matter to you."

The small foundation-building secret realm is causing undercurrents in the two super sects in the southwest, while the northern region looks as calm as ever on the surface.

Northern Territory, Qingyun Sect.

When Zhen Zining returned to the sect, he found that the atmosphere in the sect was a bit strange.

Since he had received a mission when he went out this time, he drove the flying boat directly to the sect without stopping in Fangshi.

It is precisely because of this that he did not hear the news that was spreading in the city. Otherwise, he would not have heard about the hot discussion about the birth of a baby before it went on, let alone know nothing about it when he returned to the sect.

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After settling the dozen or so ordinary children, Zhen Zining went straight to the mission hall. According to the requirements, the deadline for his mission was coming soon.

It's not very fast on the road with these children, and they are still young children under ten years old. They are still growing, and they often have to stop eating and resting after they can't walk much, so it's really hard to get up quickly.

When the deacon of the mission hall saw him coming in covered with dust, he hurriedly stood up and went to greet him.

"Junior Brother Zhen, you are back."

Most of the disciples who went out on the recruitment mission have returned one after another. The only one who has not returned to the remote world is Donnie Yen. Calculating the time, it is almost time to return.

The deacon was talking about him a second ago, so he was happy to see him back.

Zhen Zining grinned: "It took a long time on the road, but fortunately it went smoothly."

As he spoke, he handed over the task card.

Disciples need to register to receive and hand in tasks. The task will be completed only after all information is registered, and then points and related rewards will be checked and distributed.

The deacon smiled and scanned the task card he handed in with his consciousness. He was slightly surprised when he saw twelve names recorded on it.

I didn't expect that a small ordinary country could find so many children with spiritual roots. I think Junior Brother Zhen really traveled a lot during this trip.

Thinking like this, his consciousness fell on the name above, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Li Ran, with the spiritual roots of fire and wood."

The task card not only contains the number of people, but also basic information such as name, age and spiritual roots.

"Junior Brother Zhen has brought back a good seedling."

The deacon sighed, registered the number information, crossed the points directly off his disciple card, and handed him a storage bag.

"Based on the completion of the task, this is the spiritual stone reward allocated by the sect."

Zhen Zining thanked him, accepted the storage bag, and couldn't help but ask him: "Is there any happy event in the sect these few months since I've been away?"

Thinking that he had just come back, the deacon smiled and told him in detail about the birth of the baby in Langhuan Peak.

After hearing this, Zhen Zining was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and murmured: "Elder Hua has given birth to a baby."

Then his smile grew bigger and bigger.

"Haha, great!"

When you hear this laughter, you can tell that your heart is very happy.

Seeing him so happy made the deacon happy.

Junior Brother Zhen grew up in the sect, and now that he knows that the sect has the True Lord Nascent Soul, he is extremely happy.

"Yes, this is really a happy event!"

After a few more pleasantries with the deacon, Zhen Zining left the mission hall. The smile on his face did not fade until he arrived at the Hall of Eternal Life.

Head Chang Hao knew at a glance that he had heard about Lang Huan Peak, and smiled with emotion, not intending to tell him the truth.

After all, the less people know about the matter, the better, and taking this opportunity to upgrade "Elder Hua" to Nascent Soul will also help stabilize the status of the third-level sect, which can be regarded as killing multiple birds with one stone.

Head Chang Hao waved his hand, used his spiritual power to lift up the saluting disciple, and asked with a smile: "Did this mission go well?"
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