allonlinenovel Chapter 612 Su Lin’s Purpose
Chapter 612 Su Lin’s Purpose
Ling Yu was silent for a moment and said, "As the mastermind behind all this, teacher, are you sure you are not the reincarnation of some old antique?"
Zhong Baixuan was even closer, constantly observing the details of Chang Qing's body: "Maybe he was possessed by some old monster, or maybe he is the clone of some peerless person?"
The two asked skeptically.
Changqing understood instantly that these two guys were doubting him and not himself.
"Go to hell!" Chang Qing stretched out two middle fingers!
The two of them laughed and felt relieved.
Zhong Baixuan was no longer in a hurry at this moment. He sat down cross-legged, looking at the shining stars in the jade pendant. He couldn't help but worry: "If so, the front line will surely face an unprecedented huge attack. By then..." He frowned and was extremely worried.
Chang Qing also understood, but did not tell anyone about the new sect. Once he told them about it, everyone's fighting spirit would drop sharply, which would not be a good thing.
Looking at the hundreds of scattered formations, Ling Yu asked, "Teacher, did you create so many formations to hand them over to the Yuhai League?"
On the ground, after a night of hard work, Chang Qing condensed more than a hundred formations. Chang Qing also took the opportunity to give it a resounding name, "Star Sea Demon Slaying Formation."
Changqing touched his nose:
"Let's leave it in the sect. Aren't we going to form a small team right away to provide support? One for each team will improve the combat effectiveness. There's no need to worry about the Yuhai League. Besides, making so many Star Sea Demon Slaying Formations has consumed all the materials I have. I have to make some money first, otherwise I'll be working for nothing!"
"Make a fortune?" Ling Yu vaguely guessed what Chang Qing was going to do next.
"Junior Brother Ji, if you give all these formations to the sect, I'm afraid someone will have bad intentions when we provide support! And how can we make money if we give them to disciples?" Zhong Baixuan was very puzzled. He really couldn't keep up with Chang Qing's train of thought.
"Don't worry, this is exactly how we can make a fortune! I'll tell you in detail tomorrow."
Chang Qing chuckled, and a plan had already formed in his mind. Shangguan Qiuying wanted to exploit him, but she inadvertently brought him some extra income.
The two looked at Changqing mysteriously and scratched their heads.
"You'd better familiarize yourself with the formation as soon as possible. After tomorrow, I will need you to help the team captain get familiar with the formation as soon as possible." Chang Qing waved his hand and drove the two away.
He stood up, waved his sleeves to collect all the formations on the ground, took out the jade token, thought for a while and started contacting people.
"Huh? Why did you think of contacting me? Are you trying to take credit for it?" A familiar voice came from the jade token. It was the handsome uncle. Naturally, he already knew about what happened a few days ago.
"Master, am I sending you a message just to take credit? You are the deputy master of a second-rank sect now, can you please stop judging me by your own standards?" Chang Qing was speechless.
"Hey, when have you ever come here to have a real chat? When have you ever come here to have good news? Stop talking nonsense and talk quickly. I'm busy too!"
The handsome uncle spoke loudly and impatiently. He was actually a little afraid that Chang Qing would tell him bad news as soon as he opened his mouth. His heart was in his throat, so his voice was naturally louder.
Chang Qing's ears were further away from the jade token: "Master, this is a good thing. I have a way to make money and I need your help!"
"Can I make money?!" The handsome uncle immediately perked up, and his heart settled down again, and he asked impatiently.
“Of course, I plan to do this...￥@..." After explaining the plan, the handsome uncle opposite him breathed a lot heavier.
"That's not bad, I'll advance the money for the materials, but as a rule, I want 40% of the spirit crystals you earn this time!" said the handsome uncle.
"At most 25%!" Chang Qing was too lazy to care about the money. He really "owed" a huge debt.
"Thirty-and-a-half percent! You can't let me make this trip in vain!" The handsome uncle haggled over the price.
"30%. If it doesn't work, I'll quit. There are many ways to make money."
"You are such a shameless person. Okay, okay, 30% is 30%!" The handsome uncle had to compromise.
After finalizing the plan, Changqing stretched and removed the surrounding formations. He hadn't had a good walk around since coming out yesterday. This place has beautiful scenery, and now is a good time to relax after a busy day.
At this moment in the Yuling Sect camp, every disciple showed a rare sense of relief. Over the past year or so, the pressure from the demon clan has increased significantly. Everyone has a look of fatigue on their face. After two days of rest, their mental state has improved significantly.
This Lu Yongan was probably afraid that Changqing would bear a grudge, so he specially asked the Yuling Sect to rest for two more days to show goodwill. This made Changqing smile bitterly. What was going on?
Passing by a group of tents, he heard faint cries of pain from them. With a quick glance of his spiritual sense, he found that the tent was filled with disciples injured in the battle two days ago. There was a graceful figure with a pale face and extremely haggard, and a light green light flashed in her hands. Wherever the light passed, the wounds stopped bleeding and healed quietly.
But there were so many injured disciples that Qianying's figure could not stop shaking, and even her standing began to shake. It seemed that she had not rested for several days. She had a stubborn face, pursed lips, and an unyielding look.
Chang Qing felt a little distressed. He thought that his appearance must have scared the woman in front of him.
Jie Xinyu was exactly as Chang Qing thought. The bloodthirsty look of the boy could not be shaken off no matter what, so she used some means to stop herself from thinking about it. But the more she tried not to think about it, the more the bloodthirsty look of the boy appeared before her eyes, as if it was a punishment inflicted on herself, making her more tired and her heart more painful. If she continued like this, she would not be able to get over the hurdle in her heart.
With a long sigh, Chang Qing took out some bottles and jars, and brought a Star Sea Demon-Slaying Formation with him, and quietly floated into the ward and came in front of the girl's face.
"If you don't care about your life like this, you will end up hurting yourself. This is not your karma, so don't torture yourself for it. Just take a good rest~"
A voice was heard and the figure suddenly froze. He looked at the object in front of him in a daze, not knowing whether he should accept it or not.
Chang Qing turned around and stopped looking. No one did anything wrong in this battle. It was only the psychological barriers in one's heart that were created by oneself. They were difficult to remove and would take time to smooth out.
He came and sat down beside the stream. The soil was moist and covered with flowers and plants. Chang Qing sat down on a huge rock, took a long pole, turned his spiritual power into a fishing line, and fished for the small fish in the stream.
"You've been watching for so long, so don't hide!" The chuckle accompanied the invitation as they came to a big tree not far away.
Two breaths later, a light cough was heard, and an old man with a white beard walked out from behind the tree trunk with a wry smile: "I can't hide it from you."
It was Su Lin.
He also took a bamboo pole and sat beside him, imitating Changqing's behavior.
However, after a short while, Su Lin became impatient. He kept looking at Chang Qing, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself, looking very anxious.
Chang Qing pondered for a moment, looked at the floating fish float and said, "I guess Elder Su is not here to fish..."
Not knowing what this old guy was trying to do, Changqing decided to give it a try.
Su Lin took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and inserted the fishing rod in his hand into the soil. Then he pretended to be profound and came to Chang Qing's side: "I wonder if I should call you Qingtong? Or Chunkeqing? Or Ji Xiaozi?"