Chapter 159 Beigong Linglong understands the truth

The next day.

Liu Xiaopang saw Su Wan'er and Bai Xianchu sitting in the pavilion happily holding Qin Hao's arms, and subconsciously rubbing his eyes.

Am I hallucinating?

These two people were still nervous when they were having dinner yesterday.

Why are you like a sister today, surrounded by the senior brother?

Liu Xiaopang asked with a thousand reasons in his heart, "Senior Brother, how did you do it?"

Qin Hao freed up a hand, patted Liu Xiaopang's shoulder gently, and said solemnly:

"When you learn it, you can understand my realm without spending money when you go to Hong Pavilion!"

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Liu Xiaopang had three big question marks on his forehead and said speechlessly: "Senior Brother, can you stop mentioning this?"

"Now I'm embarrassed to say that I'll pay the bill when I go to Hongyan Pavilion."

Huh...

A pleasant laugh came from the pavilion.

Everyone was amused by Liu Xiaopang's appearance.

Bai Xianchu drank the wine in the glass and thought of the fairy sister without thinking about it.

In the past, they also played happily together.

"Brother Hao, I don't know how Fairy Sister is doing now. She was self-destructive at the beginning."

Qin Hao touched her fox ear and smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't take long to Aunt Long'er will definitely be able to comprehend the supreme Tao."

"real?"

Bai Xianchu never questioned Qin Hao's words.

Especially after seeing Brother Hao’s guidance on two students, she knew that Lun Dadao’s insights were comparable to Brother Hao except for the thousands of thousands of monsters in her family.

But I couldn't help but worry about the fairy sister, after all, she came from a sect.

In that kind of place where people eat and don’t spit out bones, can the fairy sister really survive?

"Of course it's true. I believe that it won't take long to go to Wangqing Palace to find Aunt Linglong."

Qin Hao looked confident, and Beigong Linglong's voice, appearance and smile appeared in his mind.

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Forgetful Palace.

A hidden sect that exclusively occupies the secret realm.

Its strength is also a first-class existence among the hidden sects and families.

Beigong Linglong has been back to the Forgetful Palace for some time.

As soon as she returned to the sect, she learned that her status as a saint was abolished, although she had expected it.

But these people are attacking too fast.

The mountains where she lived before were also banned by the Wangqing Palace, and the first thing she did when she returned to the sect was to move.

The elders who had followed him before, their disciples avoided her Beigong Linglong.

She didn't even look at her, but her grandma still followed her.

He also arranged an independent cave for himself.

Sure enough, people are all power.

Beigong Linglong was not angry about the change in the attitude of the Wangqing Palace, nor did he ask anyone for an explanation.

On this day, Beigong Linglong was still the same as before, staying in her cave to practice.

After returning to the Forgetful Palace, she experienced all the warmth and coldness of the world and had a trace of enlightenment in her mind.

It is only half a step away from the Avenue of Forgetful Love.

The experiences of these days did not make her decadent, but instead strengthened her inner thoughts.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

As a knock on the door sounded, grandma's voice also sounded.

"Saint, are you in there?"

A knock on the door interrupted Beigong Linglong's cultivation rhythm. She slowly opened her eyes and said:

"Grandma, come in."

Crack.

The door was pushed open.

Grandma walked into the cave and looked at Beigong Linglong, who was obsessed with practicing, and didn't know whether to tell her the news.

"Grandma, come to me, I guess something big is about to happen within the sect, right?

And it's related to me."

Although Beigong Linglong gives people a feeling of being arrogant and not being able to live in the world on weekdays.

But she has been good at understanding people's hearts since she was a child. It can be judged from her grandma's eyes that she has something to do with her.

"It's true that I can't hide it from the saint."

Grandma sighed and said, "Oh... I'm not sure. In three months, the sect will select the next saint, and it will follow the rules."

In the palace rules of the Forgetful Palace, every saint is crowned with the previous saint.

There was no saint who had been abolished in the Forgetful Palace before.

Even if you do not inherit the position of the Palace Master, you can still become one of the top leaders of the sect.

But when it came to Beigong Linglong, she had been deposed.

Letting Beigong Linglong attend is like sprinkling salt on the wound.

Grandma knew that Beigong Linglong would one day be able to set foot on the road.

But three months were too short for her.

"Three months?"

Beigong Linglong murmured, then said:

"There is enough time. Grandma thanks for notifying me of this and telling the elders and masters in the sect that I will definitely attend when the time comes."

When grandma heard this, she looked shocked on her face and looked at Beigong Linglong with surprise.

"Saint, have you already..."

Beigong Linglong smiled and said, "It's almost done, but it's still a little time to bury Brother Hao's heart."

Grandma: "..."

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Time passes day by day.

Beigong Linglong is cultivating his mind and enlightening the truth every day, and he is in a mysterious and mysterious state.

Qin Hao's figure began to blur in her mind.

Until there was only a shadow left in her heart that would never forget her.

But this shadow was gradually buried deep in her heart.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Beigong Linglong slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly a powerful force of the great way appeared on her body.

"Is this what Brother Hao said about the path of love forgetting?

It's indeed extraordinary."

She stood up, dressed up and opened the door of the cave, and the power of the great way on her body disappeared.

Grandma was already waiting outside the door. For some reason, Beigong Linglong gave her a different feeling today, but for a moment she couldn't see where the saint was different.

"Saint, please..."

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Beigong Linglong nodded slightly and took her grandmother to the sacrificial hall.

Today, there are lights and colors on the Forgetful Palace, and every disciple is filled with a smile.

The Saint's Succession Ceremony is a grand festival in the Forgetful Palace.

All the disciples were talking about the new saint.

"Senior Sister Qian Yufei is worthy of being a lucky person. After being suppressed for so many years, she can still turn the tables against the wind."

"What does it mean to turn the tables against the wind? This saint should be the senior sister Qian Yufei's position, okay?"

"That's right, it's just someone who stole the saint's position with his own charm."

Just as the disciples were talking, a familiar figure appeared in their sight.

Someone immediately shouted in the crowd: "Look, that waste is here!"
Chapter completed!