Regardless of whether the Xingchen Sect knew what Deacon Liu had done or not, Qingjuan's deception of Qing Ling would not be tolerated and almost resulted in the death or injury of an inner disciple. Severe punishment is inevitable.

Qingjuan hesitated: "I...senior sister...I..."

"Don't call me Senior Sister. I'm not older than you. If Junior Sister can frame Senior Sister openly, I would rather be Junior Sister. Are you right? Senior Sister Qingjuan!"

"No, I, I didn't think so. Senior sister, I realize my mistake. Please spare my life, senior sister. This is what my master asked me to do."

Qingjuan looked like she was about to cry. I felt pity for her, but I couldn't shake Qingling's heart at all: "Tell me everything you know. If there is any important information, I will spare your life."

"yes."

Qingjuan cried and told her story, which was so shocking that she felt as if she had been forced to become a disciple of Deacon Liu. Later, she could not do what Deacon Liu asked her to do, and she was beaten violently before she had to go.

In the end, when the master asked her to deceive Qingling, she was extremely loyal and courageous and refused flatly. She had to do it because she was poisoned.

"Poison? You'd better not lie to me and let me see."

Qing Ling's face turned cold, and the suction force came from her palm. Qing Juan was shocked and was sucked close to Qing Ling, and her heart was extremely shocked.

This Qingling's strength is stronger than her, but it shouldn't be at such a level.

It was as if the person in front of her was not a disciple, but a deacon, the same feeling as when she faced her master.

Qingjuan has not seen many strong people, so she naturally doesn't know that there is a huge gap between her master and the current Qingling, just like the common people in Shengdou don't know the gap between the county magistrate and the emperor.

"It's really poisonous."

After a long time, Qingling absorbed a piece of black color in her palm and took it back from Qingjuan's body. When she looked at Qingjuan again, her attitude softened slightly.

Qingjuan was indeed forced, but she could avoid the death penalty but could not escape the living penalty.

"Have you agreed to be my subordinate? The kind that works hard for your life, the kind that I won't care about even if you die."

"Promise, Master Qingling, please spare your life!"

How could Qingjuan dare to say no? If she dared to say a word, she would definitely die. Didn't she see that the poison left in her body by the master was sucked out by Qingling in an understatement?

In the past two days, the poison that Qingjuan had tried her best to create was actually solved so easily by the other party. This shows that Qingling's strength is far beyond her imagination.

Maybe even better than the master.

You must know that as a person with different intentions, Deacon Liu’s apparent strength in the Xingchen Sect is weaker than his real strength. If we really want to fight, even the major protectors may not be able to defeat Deacon Liu. Qing Qing

Juan gave Qing Ling such a high position, which definitely elevated Qing Ling's strength.

"Very good, then follow me and enter the inner gate with me."

Qingling smiled and led Qingjuan away, not even afraid of her gossiping.

Would a strong person be afraid of a weak person talking too much?

She was definitely not afraid, and it even really angered Qing Ling, and she even uprooted the Xingchen Sect.

Anyway, she only needs a legitimate identity, and this Xingchenmen is not the foundation for her rise. It is just because looking for other places now will be a waste of time, and it may disrupt Master Jia Yan's business, otherwise she would not be interested in it.

This is where Xing Shen Men comes from.

"What? Are you going to accept Qingjuan as your maid? Is she willing? Also, Qingjuan's strength doesn't seem to be of much help to Junior Sister Qingling, so why accept her?"

Arriving at the deacon hall, the deacon in charge of maid affairs was dumbfounded.

He had just heard about Qingling's return to the Xingchen Sect, but he didn't expect that the first thing he would do after returning was to accept an unknown outer disciple as a maid? This was an eye-opener for him.

"Yes, Qingjuan's strength is not that great, but she is quite honest and loyal. Why, does the senior deacon still want to stop her?"

"Of course not, as long as Qingjuan herself agrees. Okay, I'll handle the procedures for you."

It is often seen that the outer disciples, who are of average strength, work as slaves and servants for the inner disciples.

However, this does not count as a gain for the outer disciples, because the inner disciples are disciples just like the outer disciples, and it is not impossible that the outer disciples are stronger than the inner disciples, so the outer disciples are willing to work as slaves for the inner disciples.

Outer disciples with a little bit of self-respect would not do this, so this is not a big news.

Feeling the looks of contempt, ridicule, or disdain from the outer disciples who came to the Deacon Hall to do business, Qingjuan wished she could dig a hole and crawl in.

With a red face, she followed Qing Ling to the Inner Disciples' Residence. The single-family house with exquisite decoration made Qing Juan feel a little overwhelmed.

Are you going to live in a big house like this in the future? It seems pretty good.

"Just find a place to put your luggage. You won't be able to live here for more than a few days. We will move somewhere in two days." Qingling pointed at the corner casually.

Qingjuan responded and murmured in her heart: Why do you want to drive me away after I can't stay for a few days? Then why bother asking me to be your slave?

But she didn't say anything.

Asking herself, if she had caught someone who attempted to murder her, she would definitely be punished.

She is a slave to others, but she has no choice but to go with the flow.

The two quickly moved in, but Qingjuan discovered that Qingling didn't target her and just asked her to do some housework as a slave, and also asked her to sort out the groceries and prepare for the trip.

The next day, Qing Ling finished washing and said to Qingjuan in an indifferent tone: "I want to go to Xingchen Palace. You may be in danger here, so come with me."

"Oh." Qingjuan had no intention of resisting.

Xingchen Hall is the main hall of the Xingchen Sect and the most important place of the entire sect. The head of the Xingchen Sect receives foreign guests from his subordinates here all year round. It is the most majestic and representative place of the Xingchen Sect.

There is no doubt that Qingling can go to Xingchen Palace. She is an inner disciple and a leader.

But Qingjuan couldn't understand why Qingling said that she went to Xingchen Palace and her slave would be in danger?

If there is danger, wouldn't it be even more dangerous to follow Qing Ling?

Half an hour later, Qingjuan knew the reason.

"What conspiracy? Qingling, you don't want to slander others. The master is kind enough to adopt you and train you to become an inner disciple. That is your destiny. You are so ambitious, do you want to bite back!"

"That's right, Qingling, you said that you are from the former royal family, but you also said that we took you in for selfish reasons. You are really a white-eyed wolf. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

"I have raised you as a traitor for so long for nothing, look at the palm!"

Qingjuan looked at everything in front of her with a pale face, directly doubting life.

She was shivering.

Because Qingling brought her to the Xingchen Palace, she spoke directly at the head of the Xingchen Sect and the elders and guardians. She bluntly mentioned that she was the princess of the previous dynasty, and the head and others in front of her were the main culprits for the destruction of the previous dynasty.

One such thing.

When Qingjuan heard this, she felt confused and shivering.

What is this for?

Is there something wrong with your Qingling brain?

Don't talk about whether you were the princess of the previous dynasty or not. Even if it's settled, what are you doing now? Are you going to settle accounts with the leader and others?

Looking for death!

The strength of the leader and others is definitely not comparable to that of the inner disciples, even if you are the number one inner disciple!

They are the most serious masters in the world of immortality in the country. You, a disciple who has not even left the disciples, are fighting with them? You are not looking for death like this!

Qingjuan here was feeling cold and trembling with fear.

The headmaster and the elder guardians at the other end were furious. There was already a guardian named Zhang whose palms flashed with light, and the head of his pocket shone on Qingling's forehead and pressed down.

This person obviously didn't do his best. He obviously still didn't want to kill Qing Ling, and he didn't know whether it was because he still wanted to be his disciple or for some other reason.

"Senior sister!" Qingjuan couldn't help but say something, but she quickly regretted it.

What if because of this reminder, the elders misunderstand that I am on Qingling’s side, and they will deal with me later...

She was trembling, feeling at a loss inside.

Qingling actually smiled.

It seems that he has been waiting for the masters to take action.

Since she accepted Jia Yan's order, she would not just think about using her current strength to take this planet into her hands.

This is different from the approach of Jia Yan, Hu and Shao. What needs to be gathered is the people's hearts.

This planet is very large and has a unique geographical location. If it can be captured in a legitimate way, it will definitely be an irreplaceable and strong frontline for the Black God System.

"I've been waiting for this palm from you...for a long time!"

Qingling smiled and placed her white palm on the hilt of the ancient servant's sword at her waist.

Perhaps, the palm issued by this elder will become an important part of history in the future...

A palm that changed the history of this planet!

call out--

The sound is very fast.

As fast as lightning.

It was faster than the slap from the elder named Zhang.

The long-bearded elder named Zhang quickly froze in mid-air.

"This Qing Ling, did you take the wrong medicine today? Lao Zhang wouldn't have slapped her to death with one palm, right? He should not be so impulsive. He is just alive. It seems that he will need to use a unique secret medicine in the future to control Qing Ling.
To be continued...