Chapter 120 This game of chess is getting bigger and bigger
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
Yu Chenran didn't answer Song Wenxian's question directly, picked up the teacup floating in front of him, drank the tea in the cup, and sighed: "Although the tea is good, it lacks a bit of mysterious taste."
"This is the best tea in my Song family, and your mouth is too tricky."
Song Wenxian snorted softly.
Regarding this, Yu Chen smiled without saying a word.
"Hey! You really won't tell me?"
In order to find out the reason, Song Wenxian rushed all the way and consumed a lot of teleportation symbols between the two realms.If he left without getting anything, Song Wenxian would feel very uncomfortable.
"Old man Song, let's go!"
Yu Chenran waved his hand and said softly.
Seeing Yu Chenran's serious expression, Song Wenxian knew that there was nothing he could ask.
With a long sigh, he slowly got up, turned around and walked.
After walking a few steps, Song Wenxian murmured in a low voice: "I have such a good tea, which is a must in Beihuang. This old boy actually feels that there is a little bit of mystery missing. He must be deliberately finding fault."
Talking to himself, Song Wenxian suddenly caught something, and there was a bit of suspicion between his brows.
Slowly, Song Wenxian began to repeat a sentence: "It's a bit less mysterious, less..."
boom!
Suddenly, Song Wenxian's eyes widened, and he heard the meaning behind Yu Chenran's words.
Xuan Qingzong lost one Xuan, then it would be—— Qingzong!
Song Wenxian immediately turned around, with a startled and unbelievable expression on his face, about to exclaim: "Old Yu, could it be that Xuanqingzong is..."
At this time, Yu Chenran interrupted Song Wenxian's words, with a solemn expression: "Old Song, it's good to know something clearly in your heart, don't say it, understand?"
This sentence means that Yu Chenran gave a definite answer.
slam-la-
Hearing these words, Song Wenxian felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured into his head, he swallowed those words forcefully, and nodded heavily: "I understand."
"Leave me some tea before you go. It's not perfect, but it's passable."
Yu Chenran put away the serious expression just now, changed into the appearance of an old man in the market, and said with a smile.
"Take it." Song Wenxian's trip was worthwhile, he directly threw all the tea leaves he was carrying on his body to Yu Chenran, his eyes were extremely complicated.
Song Wenxian left Daoyi Academy with mixed emotions along the way, mostly excited and joyful.
It was Yu Chenran's deliberation to disclose this matter to Song Wenxian.
One is because he and Song Wenxian have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and they know each other's personality well.
The second is the most important point, the Song family was able to become the head of the ancient clan in the Northern Wilderness, thanks to Qingzong's help.
About 10 years ago, a certain ancestor of the Song family went to Dizhou when he was young and became an outer disciple of Qingzong.Later, that patriarch got help from an elder of the Qingzong to solve many problems of the Song family.
At that time, the Song family was the lowest among the ancient clans.After being helped by Qingzong, the Song family was able to rise rapidly.
Later, Qingzong couldn't bear the pressure from all parties in the Dizhou, so he decided to move out of the Dizhou.In order not to reveal their whereabouts, Qingzong expelled a large number of outer disciples from the sect, and there must be spies from various forces inside.
The outer disciple who was expelled was the ancestor of the Song family.
Later, Qingzong disappeared from Dizhou, and no one knew where he was going.
The ancestor of the Song family searched for many years, until the moment when he sat down and closed his eyes, there was no clue, and he passed away with regret.His master and fellow disciples are both in Qingzong, and he has not repaid the kindness he owed to Qingzong.
Only the core figures of the Song family can know about this matter.
"Old ancestors, the descendants have found the direction of the master for you."
Song Wenxian returned to the Song family in a very short time, went straight to the Song family ancestral hall, looked at the longevity card on the shelf, and muttered to himself.
Although Song Wenxian didn't see the scene of his ancestor's regretful death with his own eyes, he had read the blood book left by his ancestor more than once.
Only every patriarch and guardian elder can touch this core and is qualified to know this matter.
Before the ancestor passed away, he used blood as ink to write an extremely long blood book.
The content of the letter expresses his longing and gratitude to Qingzong, and hopes that future generations will not forget Qingzong's help to the Song family.If Qingzong can be found in the future, I hope that the descendants of the next generation can help him complete a dream.
With Qingzong's approval, he became Qingzong's disciple again.
This is the only wish of the ancestors of the Song family.
"Old Ancestor, I will definitely help you fulfill your last wish."
Song Wenxian slowly clenched his fists for the promise he made in the ancestral hall.
Back then, Qingzong suffered too much humiliation and injustice.In order to preserve the incense, Qingzong had no choice but to abandon all his family business in Dizhou.
Of course, Yu Chenran could find out the relationship between the Song family and Qingzong.After all, Daoyi Academy has existed for a very long time, so it is not difficult to know about it.
"Silly boy, I hope you can soar and regain the glory of Qingzong."
Yu Chenran looked into the distance with a solemn expression, and murmured.
Now that he has become Chen Qingyuan's master, Yu Chenran is responsible.
He asked Chen Qingyuan to go to Dongtu first, and got the Buddhist's statement.Now that the Song family has been tied to the warship, even if those top forces in the Dizhou know the whereabouts of Xuan Qingzong in the future, they will not dare to attack Chen Qingyuan easily.
Back then Song Wenxian had the cheek to beg for an invitation letter and sent Song Ningyan to Daoyi Academy.From that moment on, Yu Chenran began to plot against the Song family.
It's not a calculation, it's just finding the right time to tie the Song family and Chen Qingyuan firmly together.
In this way, behind Chen Qingyuan stood the Daoyi Academy in Beihuang, the Song family, the head of the ancient clan, and the Buddhist gate in Dongtu.
Adding these forces together, any of the top sects in Dizhou would panic.
"Unite all forces that can be united, pave the way ahead, and let me, a fool, suffer less."
Yu Chenran seems to seldom leave the Taoist Academy, but he has a very thorough view of the general trend of the world.
If Chen Qingyuan was a little fox, then Yu Chenran was a real old fox. He had already started planning many years ago, in order to make Qingzong regain its glory and challenge the top forces in the Imperial State.
"This game of chess is getting bigger and bigger."
With a whoosh, another vice president, Lin Wenchou, came to the White Goose Palace, and sat on the water with Yu Chenran.
Song Wenxian's arrival and departure could not be hidden from Lin Wenchou's eyes.
"Why, are you afraid?"
Yu Chenran raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"How is it possible? I haven't fought in many years, and my hands are very itchy."
Lin Wenchou took out the wine gourd hanging from her waist, and hummed softly.
Of the two vice presidents, one likes to drink and the other likes to taste tea.
"You blow it!"
Yu Chenran rolled his eyes.
"Old Yu, if you don't give me face like this, let's make some gestures."
Lin Wenchou has a bad temper.
"Rude, I'm an elegant person, and I don't have the same knowledge as you."
Not knowing whether he was afraid or too lazy to do anything, Yu Chenran rejected the proposal.
"Cut." Lin Wenchou put on a smug look.
On the other side, the Song family of the ancient clan.
Song Wenxian sorted out his emotions and went to Chen Qingyuan's residence again.
"This is the best tea in my Song family, and your mouth is too tricky."
Song Wenxian snorted softly.
Regarding this, Yu Chen smiled without saying a word.
"Hey! You really won't tell me?"
In order to find out the reason, Song Wenxian rushed all the way and consumed a lot of teleportation symbols between the two realms.If he left without getting anything, Song Wenxian would feel very uncomfortable.
"Old man Song, let's go!"
Yu Chenran waved his hand and said softly.
Seeing Yu Chenran's serious expression, Song Wenxian knew that there was nothing he could ask.
With a long sigh, he slowly got up, turned around and walked.
After walking a few steps, Song Wenxian murmured in a low voice: "I have such a good tea, which is a must in Beihuang. This old boy actually feels that there is a little bit of mystery missing. He must be deliberately finding fault."
Talking to himself, Song Wenxian suddenly caught something, and there was a bit of suspicion between his brows.
Slowly, Song Wenxian began to repeat a sentence: "It's a bit less mysterious, less..."
boom!
Suddenly, Song Wenxian's eyes widened, and he heard the meaning behind Yu Chenran's words.
Xuan Qingzong lost one Xuan, then it would be—— Qingzong!
Song Wenxian immediately turned around, with a startled and unbelievable expression on his face, about to exclaim: "Old Yu, could it be that Xuanqingzong is..."
At this time, Yu Chenran interrupted Song Wenxian's words, with a solemn expression: "Old Song, it's good to know something clearly in your heart, don't say it, understand?"
This sentence means that Yu Chenran gave a definite answer.
slam-la-
Hearing these words, Song Wenxian felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured into his head, he swallowed those words forcefully, and nodded heavily: "I understand."
"Leave me some tea before you go. It's not perfect, but it's passable."
Yu Chenran put away the serious expression just now, changed into the appearance of an old man in the market, and said with a smile.
"Take it." Song Wenxian's trip was worthwhile, he directly threw all the tea leaves he was carrying on his body to Yu Chenran, his eyes were extremely complicated.
Song Wenxian left Daoyi Academy with mixed emotions along the way, mostly excited and joyful.
It was Yu Chenran's deliberation to disclose this matter to Song Wenxian.
One is because he and Song Wenxian have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and they know each other's personality well.
The second is the most important point, the Song family was able to become the head of the ancient clan in the Northern Wilderness, thanks to Qingzong's help.
About 10 years ago, a certain ancestor of the Song family went to Dizhou when he was young and became an outer disciple of Qingzong.Later, that patriarch got help from an elder of the Qingzong to solve many problems of the Song family.
At that time, the Song family was the lowest among the ancient clans.After being helped by Qingzong, the Song family was able to rise rapidly.
Later, Qingzong couldn't bear the pressure from all parties in the Dizhou, so he decided to move out of the Dizhou.In order not to reveal their whereabouts, Qingzong expelled a large number of outer disciples from the sect, and there must be spies from various forces inside.
The outer disciple who was expelled was the ancestor of the Song family.
Later, Qingzong disappeared from Dizhou, and no one knew where he was going.
The ancestor of the Song family searched for many years, until the moment when he sat down and closed his eyes, there was no clue, and he passed away with regret.His master and fellow disciples are both in Qingzong, and he has not repaid the kindness he owed to Qingzong.
Only the core figures of the Song family can know about this matter.
"Old ancestors, the descendants have found the direction of the master for you."
Song Wenxian returned to the Song family in a very short time, went straight to the Song family ancestral hall, looked at the longevity card on the shelf, and muttered to himself.
Although Song Wenxian didn't see the scene of his ancestor's regretful death with his own eyes, he had read the blood book left by his ancestor more than once.
Only every patriarch and guardian elder can touch this core and is qualified to know this matter.
Before the ancestor passed away, he used blood as ink to write an extremely long blood book.
The content of the letter expresses his longing and gratitude to Qingzong, and hopes that future generations will not forget Qingzong's help to the Song family.If Qingzong can be found in the future, I hope that the descendants of the next generation can help him complete a dream.
With Qingzong's approval, he became Qingzong's disciple again.
This is the only wish of the ancestors of the Song family.
"Old Ancestor, I will definitely help you fulfill your last wish."
Song Wenxian slowly clenched his fists for the promise he made in the ancestral hall.
Back then, Qingzong suffered too much humiliation and injustice.In order to preserve the incense, Qingzong had no choice but to abandon all his family business in Dizhou.
Of course, Yu Chenran could find out the relationship between the Song family and Qingzong.After all, Daoyi Academy has existed for a very long time, so it is not difficult to know about it.
"Silly boy, I hope you can soar and regain the glory of Qingzong."
Yu Chenran looked into the distance with a solemn expression, and murmured.
Now that he has become Chen Qingyuan's master, Yu Chenran is responsible.
He asked Chen Qingyuan to go to Dongtu first, and got the Buddhist's statement.Now that the Song family has been tied to the warship, even if those top forces in the Dizhou know the whereabouts of Xuan Qingzong in the future, they will not dare to attack Chen Qingyuan easily.
Back then Song Wenxian had the cheek to beg for an invitation letter and sent Song Ningyan to Daoyi Academy.From that moment on, Yu Chenran began to plot against the Song family.
It's not a calculation, it's just finding the right time to tie the Song family and Chen Qingyuan firmly together.
In this way, behind Chen Qingyuan stood the Daoyi Academy in Beihuang, the Song family, the head of the ancient clan, and the Buddhist gate in Dongtu.
Adding these forces together, any of the top sects in Dizhou would panic.
"Unite all forces that can be united, pave the way ahead, and let me, a fool, suffer less."
Yu Chenran seems to seldom leave the Taoist Academy, but he has a very thorough view of the general trend of the world.
If Chen Qingyuan was a little fox, then Yu Chenran was a real old fox. He had already started planning many years ago, in order to make Qingzong regain its glory and challenge the top forces in the Imperial State.
"This game of chess is getting bigger and bigger."
With a whoosh, another vice president, Lin Wenchou, came to the White Goose Palace, and sat on the water with Yu Chenran.
Song Wenxian's arrival and departure could not be hidden from Lin Wenchou's eyes.
"Why, are you afraid?"
Yu Chenran raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"How is it possible? I haven't fought in many years, and my hands are very itchy."
Lin Wenchou took out the wine gourd hanging from her waist, and hummed softly.
Of the two vice presidents, one likes to drink and the other likes to taste tea.
"You blow it!"
Yu Chenran rolled his eyes.
"Old Yu, if you don't give me face like this, let's make some gestures."
Lin Wenchou has a bad temper.
"Rude, I'm an elegant person, and I don't have the same knowledge as you."
Not knowing whether he was afraid or too lazy to do anything, Yu Chenran rejected the proposal.
"Cut." Lin Wenchou put on a smug look.
On the other side, the Song family of the ancient clan.
Song Wenxian sorted out his emotions and went to Chen Qingyuan's residence again.
