Han Yu looked at the direction in which Wu Mozi was leaving and secretly sneered.
The purpose of his trip was originally to take away the Crow Daoist, but he didn't expect that Wu Mozi had been secretly monitoring the Crow Daoist, so he simply changed his attention temporarily to help the Crow Daoist.
Han Yu didn't stay long and left quickly.
Because of Liu Yi's matter, the Six Dao Sect is now extremely cautious about recruiting disciples, and it is very difficult for Han Yu to blend into the Six Dao Sect again.
As for impersonating someone else, hardly have to think about it.
Everyone has their own unique habits, and even if Han Yu's disguise technique is successful, it is impossible for him to stay in the Six Dao Sect for a long time.
Now I can only wait for a while to see if this old guy has a conscience before making plans.
This time Han Yu pretended to be Xu Huahui, I am afraid that Wu Mozi will suspect Xu Huahui's body, but for this chess piece, Han Yu doesn't care.
Sure enough, as Han Yu expected, his special connection with Xu Huahui disappeared two days later, and he didn't need to think about it to know that this chess piece had been removed.
Han Yu didn't care and returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
What Han Yu didn't expect was that he returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and happened to meet his funeral.
It should be said that it was Xiao Ping's funeral.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect held this funeral very grandly, and the whole sect was in mourning.
"The nine girls are getting more and more aware of the art of scheming!"
Standing in the distance of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Han Yu smiled faintly.
Today's Xiao Ping, in the eyes of the world, has fallen in the Shenzu Mountain Range, and this funeral is just right.
At least for a period of time in the future, no one will think about how to get rid of Xiao Ping anymore.
The funeral was underway, and Han Yu did not return to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, but went directly to the Sword Spirit Palace.
In the evening, Jian Jiu Ling hurried over, and when he saw Han Yu, a charming smile appeared on his face.
"You're really not authentic as a master, and the disciple's funeral came back so soon?"
Han Yu teased.
"Aren't you still alive and well?"
Jian Jiu Ling glanced at Han Yu and said angrily.
Han Yu smiled bitterly and didn't say anything more.
Jian Jiu Ling's eyes stared at Han Yu and asked, "Why did it take you so long to come back?"
” Han Yu said: "What, miss me?"
” Han Yu's figure moved and he came to Jian Jiuling's side, holding her small waist with both hands.
"Phew......"
Jian Jiu Ling broke free from Han Yu's embrace and said, "Don't be serious, I still have important things to discuss with you." ” Han Yu sat back in place without a trace and said, "It's the box that Shendaozi sent, right?"
” Jian Jiu Ling nodded and said, "What should we do now?"
” Han Yu said: "Open it and see what it is." ” Jian Jiu Ling said: "Now that the third senior brother is sitting down, who knows if what Shen Daozi said is true." ” Han Yu said: "Don't worry, as long as the people in the world are still unsure of the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Venerable, no one dares to easily move the Ten Thousand Swords Sect regardless of whether the Three Swords are sitting or not, not to mention that now we have another half-step supreme powerhouse, which can be regarded as filling the vacancy of the Three Swords Sect." ” Jian Jiuling thought for a while and said, "You're right, it's better to announce it to the world generously than to keep it a secret."
As long as they are unsure of the whereabouts of their master, my Ten Thousand Swords Sect can still sit back and relax.
Han Yu said: "Yes, the only thing that is a little troublesome now is that the transformation of the Sword Three Absolute Sittings is a major event in the entire cultivation world, and there should be no funeral."
If you do it, the heroes of the world will inevitably come to mourn, if you don't see the Ten Thousand Swords God Venerable appear, I'm afraid there will be big trouble; But if you don't do the funeral, the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is afraid There will be a loss as a result. ” Jian Jiuling immediately said: "In this extraordinary period, the funeral will not be done. ” Han Yu smiled slightly, Jian Jiu Ling had always taken the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect very seriously, and Han Yu was very relieved and happy that she could choose like this.
Han Yu said: "Open the box and take a look." ” Jian Jiuling took out the box and opened the box, and inside was a parchment scroll, with dense divine scripts written on it.
"This is an ancient pill, the refined pill can extend the life span of the half-step supreme powerhouse for a hundred years, but it is incomplete, it may really be something that the third senior brother asked Shen Daozi to help find."
Jian Jiuling said with some sadness.
"Whether it's or not, burn it to the three swords of the sword, and then spread the news of the sittings of the three swords!"
Han Yu said.
Jian Jiuling nodded.
"Senior sister, are you there?"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside, it was Sword Seventeen.
Jian Jiuling couldn't help frowning, thinking to herself what she was doing at this time?
Han Yu had a relieved expression.
"You hide, I'll go see her."
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Before Han Yu could speak, Jian Jiu Ling said very domineeringly.
After saying that, he walked out alone.
Outside the big array, Jian Seventeen was dressed in plain clothes, his face was quite bleak, and he saw that Jian Jiuling was not as-for-tat as usual, and there was some sympathy and pity.
"You're looking for me?"
Jian Jiuling asked, very polite.
"Senior sister, today is Xiao Ping's funeral day, why did you come back so soon?"
Jian Seventeen asked with some suspicion, revealing a faint sadness in his tone, which made Jian Jiuling suspicious.
"It's uncomfortable, I want to be alone."
Jian Jiu Ling replied absentmindedly, but his eyes never left Jian Seventeen.
"Senior sister, are you hiding something from us?"
Jian Seventeen didn't dodge Jian Jiu Ling's eyes, but instead stared at Jian Jiu Ling and asked.
"Hide it from you, what do you mean by that?"
Jian Jiuling asked.
Jian Seventeen stared at Jian Jiu Ling for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, retracted his gaze, and said, "It's nothing. ” Jian Jiuling said coldly: "Since it's nothing, junior sister, please go back." ” After Jian Jiuling finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Senior sister."
Sword Seventeen suddenly shouted.
Jian Jiu Ling turned his head to look at Jian Seventeen suspiciously.
Jian Seventeen hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior sister, let me accompany you tonight." ” Jian Jiuling's face showed a strange look and said, "No." ” After speaking, Jian Jiu Ling unceremoniously returned to the Sword Spirit Palace.
Jian Seventeen stood outside the Sword Spirit Palace, the whole person became a little confused, and sighed secretly: "Senior sister, he is a disciple, but it is mine......
Alas, this matter will go with the wind, he no longer exists, you are still my senior sister......"
Sword Seventeen took one last look at the Sword Spirit Palace, and turned away a little lonely.
Although Jian Jiu Ling came back, he had been standing behind the formation and observing Jian Seventeen, until Jian Seventeen was far away, and his expression became cloudy.
"Since that day, she seems to be a different person, no longer fighting me every time, as if she still owes me something?
It's also very respectful to me......
Kind ......"
Jian Jiuling pondered for a long time, and suddenly his face became extremely ugly, and the whole person instantly felt like he was about to explode, and returned to the dormitory angrily.
"Han Yu, you went to look for Seventeen that day, what happened to you?"