The next morning, Feng Qingjun came to Lu Qing to bring good news.

Yunlan Sect agreed.

After the two of them cleaned up, they went directly to the Yunlan Sect headquarters under Feng Qingjun's leadership.

Yunlan Sect is located on Lingyun Mountain outside Shangyang City. Because Lingyun Mountain will swell during regular seasons every year, Lingyun Mountain can be used for people to practice, so Yunlan Sect uses the word Yun to establish a sect, and is called Yunlan.

Adhering to the usual style of the Immortal Sect, Yunlan Sect is not mixed with the people. It is just that compared to Qingyun Palace's momentum of occupying the second largest mountain in the world, it seems much weaker. It only occupies a large area of ​​fields halfway up the mountain and opens up sects.

When the three of them came here, they saw a manor with green bricks and green tiles. Although it was not as grand as the Qingyun Palace, it also had the characteristics of exquisiteness since childhood. A large number of spiritual fields were opened up around, and there were invited farmers responsible for planting them.

There were monks of Yunlan Sect waiting in front of the mountain gate. When they saw the three of them coming, they clasped their fists: "The emperor sent the immortal envoy to come, Wang Quanzhi is polite."

Feng Qingjun said to Lu Qing: "This is a fellow Taoist Wang Quanzhi, a Jindan stage cultivator, and the head of the outer sect of Yunlan Sect."

After Lu Qing learned about it, he stepped forward: "I have met Mr. Wang, please forgive me if you have any trouble."

Wang Quanzhi smiled and said, "It's not hindering, it's not hindering. Although Lin Jun is a disciple of my Yunlan Sect, we will never dare to shelter the matter of treason and cults. If you have any places to verify, please tell me, please cooperate."

After everyone politely talked to each other, under the leadership of Wang Quanzhi, they walked towards the Yunlan Sect together.

After passing through the mountain gate and walking through a rugged mountain road, it ends up being a piece of blue brick floor, with a scenery along the way. Countless small buildings are hidden on both sides of the road, so I don’t see the lightning.

Some outer disciples of Yunlan Sect were walking on the main road of the sect, wearing blue student shirts unique to Yunlan Sect, but white cloud marks were sewn on the collar and cuffs.

The blue and white color just symbolizes the clear sky of clouds and mists, and looks unique.

When I saw Lu Lin and Feng and the other two coming in, I had to look around and point fingers. There was no malice, just curiosity.

Walking to a six-story octagonal tower, Wang Quanzhi stopped and said, "This is the collection pavilion that stores information for my Yunlan Sect disciples. Please come in."

Following Wang Zhiquan into the Gallery Pavilion, he clapped his hands and a female cultivator had already come over: "What are the instructions for the matter?"

"These are envoys from Qingyun Palace. Lanzhi, please take all the information of Lin Jun's disciples during the same period for them to check."

The female cultivator nodded, looked at Lu Qing and others, responded, and turned around to get the information.

Seeing that nothing happened, Feng Qingjun beat him up and said, "Old Wang, let them do these things young. Let's have a drink for us."

"Okay, okay!" Wang Quanzhi smiled and told the female cultivator named Lanzhi to take care of Lu Qing and the other two, and to accompany Feng Qingjun out for a walk.

Feng Qingjun winked at Lu Qing before leaving, saying that I had done everything I should do, and the rest was up to you.

After a moment, Lanzhi came over with information.

Lin Shiyan looked at the thick stack of files and was a little stupid for a moment and asked Lu Qing: "See all?"

"It's not all. Let's pick out the information of the disciples who are close to Lin Jun first. If you have a grudge, you can choose them. No matter what connection you have, it may become a clue."

Regarding Lin Jun, Lu Qing had already learned a little about the letters he had communicated with the Lin family before. At this time, he quickly selected the information of his disciples who were usually associated with him according to the names in his memory.

After looking for a while, Lin Shiyan whispered: "Are you sure to find the clue?"

"Can't stand it?" Lu Qing looked up at her.

"I think Lin Jun is now in Youzhou thousands of miles away. Is it a waste of time when we look it up like this?"

"Well... what you said makes sense." Lu Qing thought for a while and said, "But if we go directly to Youzhou, there are so many people in the prefectures and counties, I really don't know where to start... This way, you can do something for me."

"Yes." Lin Shiyan nodded after hearing this: "If you have any instructions, just say it."

In subtle influence, she had already developed a deep understanding with Lu Qing.

"I still need some files from the Prefect's Mansion now. You have obtained the Daosi document and go back to the Second Hall branch to ask Uncle Su to take you to the Prefect's Mansion to ask for files."

"Okay, I'll go now." Lin Shiyan nodded, took the document and turned around and left.

After Lin Shiyan left, Lu Qing continued to look through the information, holding a pen in her hand on a piece of white paper, keeping recording something.

After seeing again, these are the names of disciples who have had contact with Lin Jun, but unfortunately, the college information cannot be recorded in a comprehensive manner, especially some small things.

It was noon soon, and the female cultivator named Lanzhi brought him lunch. Seeing him constantly writing and painting, she couldn't help but be curious. Finally, she couldn't help asking: "Can you find out Lin Jun's whereabouts if you check like this?"

Hearing this, Lu Qing looked up and saw the female cultivator glittering her big eyes and looking at herself curiously.

Lu Qing smiled: "When a person survives in the world, he must leave traces. I hope to find the traces left by Lin Jun here!"

"Why is this?" Lanzhi was puzzled when she heard this.

"Because these traces may reveal Lin Jun's habits and places or people he thinks are safe... His family is now broken and he is homeless. The huge world is just a vast ocean to him. He needs to find a piece of driftwood in order to survive, and now I will find a piece of driftwood that he still believes in in this world...."

"Then have you found it?"

Lu Qing sighed and shook her head.

Seeing this, Lanzhi couldn't help but curl her lips, feeling that Lu Qing was ruling.

"Then have you wasted a day in vain?"

Lu Qing smiled disconcertedly and said, "It's not a waste, at least I got a list."

As he said that, he had already stood up and gave Lanzhi the names of the copied people, "I want to meet these people one by one." As he said that, he looked outside, why did Lin Shiyan go there for so long...

..

"Please wait a moment, two fairies. My master is busy with official duties. I wonder if Fairy Su has a entrusted document from the Daosi Yamen and a letter written by the head of Qingyun Palace?"

In the prefect of Shangyang City, Su Yiyi and Lin Shiyan sat upright, looking at the servant without blinking: "There is a documentary for the Daosi, but there is no written letter from the head teacher..."

As one of the two branch owners of Qingyun Palace stationed in Shangyang City, Su Yiyi naturally recognized this servant in the prefect's mansion.

The servant didn't look at his smile on his face, and heard that there was no letter from the head teacher, he immediately did not hesitate to take him. He just served two cups of fragrant tea and left.

In the huge hall, there were only two young women left. No one was serving or greeting him, which seemed extremely ugly. This clearly shows that the prefect was unwilling to meet him.

Lin Shiyan didn't know the trick here, but Su Yiyi sneered, and a trace of danger flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Then she opened her mouth lightly, gathered together and the sounds were filled with bunches, and every word exploded into the sky of the prefect's mansion. "Su, the head of the Qingyun Palace, was stationed in Shangyang City Branch, and she paid homage to the prefect Lord Zou with important matters. Why did the prefect stay closed and refuse to accept it when he climbed to the prefect?!"

The tone is serious, very rude, very unfriendly... The sound is like a loud bell, which makes people tinnitus.

Lin Shiyan was shocked when she saw her like this. She didn't expect that this charming and charming Uncle Su would be so fierce.

After a while, a fat middle-aged man with a dark face came out of the inner courtyard panting, with a layer of frost hanging on his face.

"Mr. Zou's prefect's mansion is really precious. We, the orphans in the mountains and fields, do not understand the rules, so we have to come up with this bad strategy. I hope the master can forgive me." Su Yiyi did not get up when she saw the prefect come out, and sat there and said in a plain tone.

And from beginning to end, my eyes were fixed on the teacup in my hand, as if there were some rare treasures on it.

Seeing this, Zou Changshen felt annoyed, but when he thought of the other party's identity, he still suppressed his anger and said coldly, "I don't know that Fairy Su is doing this and tries every means to let me come out to meet him. What's the matter?"

The atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly unfamiliar. Su Yiyi glanced at him, "It's nothing else, I just want to check out the Lin family's files."

"Didn't the Daosi Yamen take away a portion before? Why do you still need it?"

Su Yiyi knocked on the teacup in her hand, and her tone was very bad, "This time we want to check the original, we can't miss a single word. If you hear it clearly, there are a lot of words!"

Seeing that she was so arrogant, Zou Changshen was unmoved and chuckled, "No problem... I'll take the entrusted document of the Daosi, the head of the Qingyun Palace, and the first mission letter in the Demon Suppression Hall!"

"I just said that there is a documentary in Daosi, but there is no written letter from the head teacher."

"Then I'll forgive you for your duty. Come and see off the guests!"

Zou Changshen felt relieved, and a sneer appeared on his face, and waved his hand to drive her and the other two out.

Seeing this, Su Yiyi's plump breasts kept rising and falling, and the cold color in her eyes became stronger and stronger, but she could do nothing.

It can be seen that the power dispute in Shangyang City has reached a stage of power, and the local government, Qingyun Palace Branch and Daosi Yamen are actually not the same.

After all, there are very few cases of active cooperation like Fan Datong, the magistrate of Yongchang last time. One is that his official rank is too low and it is difficult to be arrogant. The other is that he has ulterior motives and is guilty of being a thief and of course he has to be flattered.

But the prefect of Shangyang City doesn't have to think so much. He is the prefect of the Daxun court, not the prefect of Qingyun Palace. He is very clear about this. However, he is not very clear about which side the gate of the Daosi Yamen opened.

Now both sides seem to be so unhappy because of the file, but in fact it is because of the problem of Shangyang City. To put it more broadly, it is actually the problem of Qingyun Palace and Daxun.

Let’s talk about Su Yiyi and Zou Changshen, they just wanted to argue about who is the boss, so this scene happened.

However, Lin Shiyan seemed to have come back to her taste, and saw that she took a step without being humble or arrogant, bowing and saying, "Mr. Zou, the 73rd generation disciple of Qingyun Palace, pay homage to the prefect."

When Zou Changshen heard that she was a 73rd generation disciple, he was not even interested in taking her eyelids. He nodded and waved his hand, picked up the teacup on the table, signaling that he knew and asked her to do whatever she should do.

Lin Shiyan was not upset when she saw him like this, and said with a faint smile, "Song Hezi, the head of the family affairs, once gave me something, saying that she could use it to win the trust of others when she needed it in the future."

She said as she took out a jade pendant from her arms and handed it to Zou Changshen’s table.

puff!

When Zou Changshen heard that she was the apprentice of Ziyang Zhenjun of Qingyun Palace, he immediately sprayed the tea in his mouth clean.

Then he picked up the jade pendant on the table in disbelief and checked it. It was naturally excellent. He just didn't know if it was really given by the True Lord, so he was a little suspicious for a moment.

He looked up at Su Yiyi again, and saw her nodding slowly, her face turned pale a little.

True Lord’s disciple, this is not a joke. To put it inappropriately, Lin Shiyan’s identity is converted into the official level of Da Xun, so she has to be on the same level as the princess and princess. How can he not be scared of such a big man?

Seeing him like this, Lin Shiyan knew that he had believed it three times. She smiled slightly and then said, "I guess sir, too, know what I have done when I am ordered to come this time..."

Zou Changshen nodded with a serious expression, "This official knows that it is for the affairs of those thieves in white, but I don't understand why Lin Jun has clearly fled to Youzhou in the north, so why do you still come to Jiaozhou in the south?"

"Yes, Lin Jun obviously went to the north, why did the master sect ask us to come to the south for investigation? I also want to ask Lord Zou..."

Lin Shiyan was neither humble nor arrogant at this time. She held a jade pendant and tricked Zou Changshen into a circle in a few words.

"What do I do?"

"It does seem to have nothing to do with Lin Jun's escape," Lin Shiyan smiled. "But it may not have nothing to do with Lin Jun's escape."

"What did you say?" Zou Changshen's heart was shocked and he immediately slapped.

But then he knew that he had lost his composure and he didn't need to be polite to face Su Yiyi, but when facing Lin Shiyan, he was a little unable to meet.

After that, he sat down weakly and said slowly, "I understand, the fairy must check the original file this time no matter what, right?"

"Yes.."

"I understand, come here, take the two fairies to the documentary room..."
Chapter completed!