"Huh?" Chu Yanqi smiled and asked, "Is that it?"

"Yes!" Sang Haoran said, "A lot of things have happened along the way. I don’t think the Yin and Yang sects will give up on being so good at dharma. For the safety of the young master, I suggest that we should go back to the city of Cangwu first."
"Can I have a third choice?" Chu Yanqi held a small handless cup, thought about it and asked, "Listen, it’s not far from the Yin and Yang Sect. We can go to the Yin and Yang Sect first, and then go to the Cangyu Dynasty to attend the fairy festival. How do you feel?"
"Go to Yin and Yang Sect?" Sang Haoran was stunned.
They are all looking at each other. Originally, it was just an ordinary wedding procession. Among them, there was no master of infant spirits’s period. Now their relationship with Yin and Yang Sect is naturally sworn. Of course, they will not think that Chu Yanqi will run to seek justice from the patriarch of Yin and Yang Sect, and he will naturally find fault.
"Yes, to the Yin and Yang Sect." Chu Yanqi smiled, and then said, "Anyway, there are not many roads, and we are not in a hurry and will not delay the trip."
"But we are too different from the Yin and Yang Sect." Sanchi pinched the goatee’s beard and frowned and said, "Such an act is simply a moth to the fire and seasoned road. Even if you want to seek justice from the Yin and Yang Sect, you should go back and tell the Lord before making a decision. "
"We don’t know if we can go back to the city of Cangwu and tell your master." ChuYan habitat indifferently, "not to say that, looking for my decision? Then, I decided to go to Yinyang Sect first, and then go to the fairy festival. "
Everyone doesn’t talk. You look at me and I look at you, but I don’t even know what to say.
Originally, the two sides were at loggerheads. Sang Linhui and Sang Haoran had their own opinions, and Sanchi didn’t know what to do. Finally, he came up with this way and let him decide. As a result, none of them thought that Chu Yanqi would want to go to the Yin and Yang Sect to make trouble.
"Well, go to Yin and Yang Sect." Sang Linhui stood up and said loudly, "To tell the truth, I can’t swallow such a bird’s breath. People are chasing after me like a lost dog. When has our city of Cangwu been so timid?"
"No one is as shameless as Yin-Yang Sect. A master of infant spirits period shot at some younger generations." Sanchi is also angry.
ChuYanQi has from blue ideas, take out a pen and paper, there’s no one’s watching began to write something.
After writing, I handed it to Sang Haoran and said, "They are all ordinary things, and the price is not expensive. I think you should be able to collect them all soon?"
Sang Haoran took the letter and looked at it. He nodded and said, "Don’t worry, young master."
"This is my personal thing, do you want to give money?" ChuYanQi suddenly asked.
"Young master, the affairs of Yin and Yang Sect are not your private affairs." Sang Haoran said, "If it weren’t for your hand, none of us might have survived that day. Can such a big event be regarded as your private affair?" He said, and deliberately looked at Sang Linhui.
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Chapter one hundred and twenty-three Go against fate and change the situation
ChuYan habitat thumb and middle finger buckle together, made a ring, I don’t know why, at this moment, he had some back to the past that kind of calm and confident.
"After collecting things, we will leave for Yin and Yang Sect." ChuYan habitat ha ha smiled, "if there is any less patriarch of Yin and Yang, the little princess, a man killed, a woman? Is it worth selling to a brothel? "
Said, and he also ignore all tongue-tied, got up and walked towards the door.
Everyone waited for him to leave the Chamber before they came to their senses. After a long time, Sang Linhui suddenly said, "Can I say that I suddenly like our young master?"
"God seems to have played a joke on our family." Hao-ran sang finally returned to absolute being. This ChuYan habitat is definitely not as gentle as Wen Ya on the surface. There is an evil in his bones, just like the mysterious achievement method he practiced.
Originally, the city of Cangwu recruited such a mortal who couldn’t practice as a husband. Although the duke valued it, they all disagreed. Even when the duke sang Changfeng asked Sang Haoran and Sang Linhui to go to Kunlan Town to meet him, they were not willing to do so. Is such a person worth the two of them to meet? But now, their thoughts have been completely subverted by him.
In the evening, when Sang Haoran sent the geographical map of the location of Yin and Yang Sect to Chu Yanqi.
ChuYanQi so lazy on the soft couch, slowly watching, while watching, he also took a red pen to record something on the map.
Sang Haoran just stood beside him, watching him finally form a red line on the map. His mouth seemed to be smiling all the time, indifferent and dangerous.
"Young master, are you absolutely sure?" Hao-ran sang asked carefully.
"Not at first, but now." ChuYanQi looked up and saw his one eye, corners of the mouth smile more rich, Yin and Yang zong really pick a place, this place is bound to aura, outstanding people. If he’s right, this place must have a pulse.
Starting a school in such a place can naturally ensure that disciples practice and have enough aura. However, it will be more fun if they are quoted by some Feng Shui masters, and it is not impossible to change the situation.
"This place should be the place where the spiritual veins of Yin and Yang Sect converge." ChuYan habitat with a red pen, circled on the map, cheerful laughs.
"Well, it should be." Hao-ran sang nods, "but …"
"But what?" ChuYan habitat puzzled asked.
"Young master, it is absolutely not easy for us to touch this place where spiritual veins meet." Sang Haoran shook his head and said, "Every clan gate, if it has a spiritual pulse, then the place where the spiritual pulse gathers is the place where the head of the clan or the owner lives, which is bound to be tightly guarded and can never be easily touched by outsiders."
Just like the city of Cangwu, it is absolutely impossible to touch the city and enter the master’s bedroom.
"I didn’t say I wanted to touch it." Chu Yanqi shook his head. "I just want to make sure."
"Determine the spiritual pulse?" Hao-ran sang carefully explored.
"Yes!" ChuYan habitat nods.
"Young master, the spiritual veins of every Sect are guarded by experts, and it is not so easy to destroy." Sang Haoran felt that he had to remind him of some common-sense problems, because he found out early in the morning that Chu Yanqi had some common-sense problems that he didn’t know at all.
"I don’t want to destroy their spiritual veins." As he spoke, he continued to gesticulate on the map, and the red line gesticulated with lively gesticulations, making Sang Haoran dizzy.
"When can I collect all the other things?" ChuYanQi asked.
"Three days at the latest." Hao-ran sang said busy.
"Well, after the collection is complete, I have to prepare for it at once." Chu Yanqi said.
The coffin, the blood curse, the yellow lead?
In his previous life, he just wanted to disperse those dark creatures, let them belong between heaven and earth, and turn them into the most instinctive qi of heaven and earth
But in this life, from the day I met Jack nife, Chu Yanqi suddenly felt an open-minded feeling-what scourge? What retribution? It’s all a lie, and only strength can decide everything. In that case, he doesn’t care about the forging of the yin soldiers against the sky and the yin generals for his own trend.