Chapter 131: The Red Sky Ancestor Sets Out After thinking it over, he walked back and forth in the room several times with the communication talisman, and finally decided to contact his disciple in the form of a secret code to inquire about the current situation. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the mottled shadows of the trees outside the window very long. The night spread from the east, enveloping the sky and earth, and the moon was already rising to the top of the mountain without anyone noticing. He could no longer remember which hour it was. Long Aotian had been waiting for a reply from his disciple. During these hours, he was so distracted while reading. No news is actually the worst news. Even if the disciple forgot the agreement with him and informed him that she was safe after arriving at her place of residence, he would contact her on his own initiative now. If she was safe and sound, she would definitely not ignore his inquiry! He personally sent his disciples away. If they had not turned on the way, they should be somewhere northwest now. Looking at the dark night outside the window, Long Aotian frowned, summoned a flying magic weapon, turned over, and rushed straight to the place where the head of the main peak lived. "Junior Brother Long, you are not usually such a reckless person. Do you know what you are talking about?" Although the head of the sect, Mo Wang, was also worried about Zhou Ling's safety at the moment, the little junior brother in front of him made him feel powerless as he could not hit or scold him. "Brother, if I want to hide my tracks, no one will find out that I have left the sect." Long Aotian's expression and tone remained unchanged. He only hoped that the sect would let him go at this time. "You are not helping her, you are trying to harm her! You have seen the methods of the demons before! You have been dealing with them for many years and know each other very well. It is too easy for them to use their secret techniques on you and track you. You think you can avoid being seen, but can you avoid them?"
The situation in the world is not stable now. As the top priority of the sect, Junior Brother Long’s existence is as important as Zhou Ling’s and cannot afford any mistakes. "So are you going to just watch her get into danger and do nothing?" Long Aotian knew what his senior brother said, but he was extremely anxious at the moment and could not listen to such soft words. When he spoke, there was some anger in his tone. "Why are you so anxious!" Mo Wang poked him on the forehead, feeling very disappointed with him. "If we don't send you, we won't be able to find out Zhou Ling's situation? Do you think that all of us in our sect are idlers?" "Then who do you plan to send, senior brother?" Long Aotian's expression did not improve. As the person who single-handedly supports the entire sect, no one knows the sect's strength and situation better than him. He didn't want to say that the entire sect was full of idle people, but in his opinion, there were almost no people who had the ability to go to the northwest and guarantee a safe return. "Chi Xiao, do you think it's okay?" As soon as Mo Wang saw Long Aotian's expression, he knew what he was thinking. As a senior brother, he had taken care of his junior brother and knew his temper very well. The more I understand, the more helpless I feel. It's really troubling that a person who is thousands of years old sometimes still acts like a child, immature and irrational. "Her situation, you sent her?" Long Aotian didn't ask directly, "Brother, what are you thinking? Do you still hope that my apprentice will get better?" Even without asking, one can guess most of the things from the resentment in his eyes. "Her condition is not bad, and her identity is relatively secretive and low-key. She has been secluded for many years. Do you think it is appropriate for her to go now? Okay, this matter is settled. You don't need to worry about other things. Go back, I will make my own arrangements." He is extremely adorable when his junior fellow apprentice brother is just keeping up appearances, but can be a bit annoying when he loses his temper. He waved his hand casually and drove the person out. Long Aotian was not annoyed. He left the main peak and went straight to the place where Chi Xiao was in seclusion. …“Are you okay?” After hearing what the rare guest Long Aotian said, Patriarch Chi Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, opened his red lips painted with bright red lipstick, and looked at him as if he were a fool.
"Why, it doesn't count?" Long Aotian, who was sitting cross-legged on the mat and pouring tea by himself, also looked up at her, his brows full of calmness and doubt. "It's true that she is your disciple, but you brought her here to ask for something, to learn something. You won't forget it once you turn around, right? In theory, she is also half of my disciple, and we are both close relatives. How do you want me to calculate it?" Patriarch Chi Xiao laughed out of anger. He really thought she was omnipotent. In recent years, whenever this man surnamed Long came to his house, he would either ask her to calculate this or that, or ask her to pay for things to teach the children. He was really rude. Today it was even more outrageous, asking her to calculate Zhou Ling's position. Actually, Zhou Ling's divination was taught by her, so she is nothing! Just as she was feeling very happy, a paper crane carrying a letter suddenly flew in from the window and landed on the table in front of her. The aura belongs to the head brother, so I have to look at it. As a result, when I opened it... Looking for someone! Looking for someone again! Where on earth did this little girl Zhou Ling go? This made everyone nervous! "Well, you don't need to say anything more. I'll go. I'll go, okay?" Seeing that Long Aotian was about to speak, Chi Xiao quickly reached out to stop him. The attitude of the head senior brother was very serious. Chi Xiao also began to understand the seriousness of the matter. He put away his usual casual and lazy look and straightened his attitude. She usually lives in seclusion and has little reputation, but now that the sect needs her, she naturally won't hesitate. "Take this. Inside this Qiankun box are some newly made defensive magic weapons. Give them to her. Don't worry about it. Use them when you need them. It doesn't matter how many pieces are discarded. Master is a master of refining magic weapons. No matter what, she will not be short of defensive magic weapons." I originally wanted to say these words to my disciple in person, but now, it is not a bad thing to have Patriarch Chi Xiao do it for me. "You're so nagging." Chi Xiao said with disdain, but still took the Qiankun box that he handed over and prepared to do as he said. …… It hurts. In his two lifetimes, Zhou Ling seemed to have never felt such pain as he did now. Both wrists were crushed and pierced with bloody stone spikes. Just like before, he was nailed to the wall in a spread-eagle position. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the broken flesh, staining the rocks beneath his feet red, flowing down the slope and meandering for a long distance. A fragile mage in the developmental stage finally fell and was caught. When he fell into the hands of others and had no chance to resist, Zhou Ling realized how childish and ridiculous his previous thoughts were. The idea of taking out everything on him that could protect his life and smashing it on the head of this monster, even taking away half of his life before he dies, was simply out of reach. In front of a truly strong person, the weak do not even have the right to die happily, let alone the idea of dying together. (End of this chapter)