Tian Yuan

Chapter 1121 Return the ancestral sword, where to go

With Chen Qingyuan's permission, Ji Lingyan quickly went to do business without delay.

First go to Mo Lianqing and tell Chen Qingyuan his intention to keep him.

"Your Majesty, you want to keep me here?" Mo Lianqing was very surprised. She had never seen Chen Qingyuan in the past few days, so she never imagined that this was possible.

"Yes, and we also plan to take your mother out of the Shangqi Emperor Clan."

Ji Lingyan did not mention the process of her plea and did not want to take credit for this.

"Ah?" Mo Lianqing was surprised and panicked, but also had a hint of longing for freedom. Although she is in a cage, she has a delicate mind and believes that there must be other reasons: "Ninth Princess, is this really what the Lord said?"

"Of course." Ji Lingyan nodded and said, "I'm here to find you this time to ask for a token so that your mother can let go of her guard and come out with me."

"But..." Mo Lianqing had doubts in her heart. She didn't understand the cause and effect, so she couldn't feel at ease.

"Resolve this matter as soon as possible. If the Lord feels regret, it will not be good."

Ji Lingyan urged, pretending to be anxious.

"Okay." Although she didn't know the specific situation, Mo Lianqing was willing to give it a try. As Ji Lingyan said before, maybe this is the only opportunity for Mo Lianqing to get rid of the shackles in her life, so she must seize it firmly.

Then, Mo Lianqing took out an exquisite jade pendant, glanced down at it, with a soft look in her eyes, and whispered: "This is a gift from my mother, carved by her own hands. It’s not a spiritual treasure, it’s just an ordinary jade. Others don’t know the meaning of this jade pendant.”

Ji Lingyan held the jade pendant and nodded: "I will bring your mother out safely."

"Ninth Princess, thank you."

Mo Lianqing is smart and smart, and he guessed that his destiny has changed, and he must have something to do with Ji Lingyan.

"You're welcome, Sister Mo." Ji Lingyan smiled.

Business is important, no more chatting.

Since Ji Lingyan wants to go to the Shangqi Emperor Clan, she must need Chen Qingyuan's permission, otherwise the Emperor Clan will not let her go.

Therefore, Ji Lingyan found the sect leader Lin Changsheng, hoping to write a letter and engrave the Qingzong's seal on it.

With this letter, the Shangqi Emperor clan should agree.

Lin Changsheng knew Ji Lingyan's intention, sent a message to Chen Qingyuan, briefly described the situation, and asked: "Junior brother, is this true?"

"Yeah." Chen Qingyuan agreed.

In this way, Lin Changsheng wrote a letter in the name of Qingzong and engraved the sect's seal that cannot be forged.

The content of the letter is very simple. If the Shangqi Imperial Clan intends to recover the ancestral artifact, Mo Lianqing and her mother will be sent to Qingzong, and they will have nothing to do with the Imperial Clan in the future.

Faced with such a request, no matter whether the Shangqi Emperor clan was happy or not, they had to grit their teeth and agree.

After all, compared to the ancestral artifact, Mo Lianqing is nothing at all. As for his mother, she was just given the rope to bind Mo Lianqing.

Then, Ji Lingyan took the letter and rushed to her old land in Dizhou as quickly as possible.

Nearly a month passed in the command room.

A group of high-level officials from the Shangqi Emperor Clan brought a large number of spiritual stones with them, and came to the Qing Sect again with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation.

Among this group of people, Ji Lingyan stood out.

When she set out, she contacted the Shangqi Emperor Clan and explained the latest situation.

Therefore, there is this scene of colleagues coming.

A guest hall, magnificent.

A core elder of the Shangqi Emperor Clan presented several Sumeru Rings with a total of 50 million top-quality spiritual stones.

"Venerable Sir, you can count the number of spiritual stones."

The elder looked at Chen Qingyuan sitting in the main seat and did not dare to be disrespectful.

"The number is correct."

Chen Qingyuan checked the Sumeru Ring to make sure there was no small movement on it, and then used his spiritual sense to detect it. He could tell how many spiritual stones there were at a glance, and nodded with satisfaction.

"My clan's ancestral weapon?"

This is the thing that the people of the Imperial Clan are currently most concerned about.

"take it!"

Chen Qingyuan waved his left hand, and the Zijun Sword suddenly appeared and floated slowly towards the elders of the Imperial Clan.

When they saw the ancestral sword at close range, everyone in the Imperial Clan looked excited. They found it again, and their expressions were filled with excitement.

The Zijun sword at this moment had a dull luster and showed several cracks.

Even though the sword did not exude the power of an imperial weapon, it still made everyone present feel a tremor in their hearts and feel even more stressed.

"call out"

The people from the Imperial Clan took out a sword box and carefully put the Zijun Sword inside.

The purpose has been accomplished and it is not advisable to stay for a long time.

"whoosh"

After saying polite words, the group of people from the Shangqi Emperor Clan left immediately without any hesitation.

As for Mo Lianqing and her mother, no one would care whether they were played with or lost their lives.

In the eyes of many people in the Imperial Clan, Mo Lianqing has shown her due value. Without her, this negotiation might not have gone so smoothly. Maybe Venerable Chen wanted to savor the music slowly, listen to the music and dance in secret, and maintain his own dignity.

In a private room of Qingzong, Mo Lianqing met her mother and expressed their heartfelt feelings.

His mother is old and has low cultivation. Her face is covered with wrinkles and her head is full of white hair. It must be that his treatment in the Imperial Clan was extremely poor, his face was very haggard, and he didn't look a bit noble at all.

"Da da da"

After sending away the senior officials of the Shangqi Emperor Clan, it was natural to resolve Mo Lianqing's matter.

A woman in brocade clothes strode over.

This girl's name is Bai Yunan, Lin Changsheng's direct disciple. The script that was confiscated last time came from Bai Yunan. It contains many folk essays, various love stories, etc.

"My junior uncle has an order, please ask Miss Mo to leave Qingzong as soon as possible."

Bai Yunan was ordered to come.

"This girl, who is your junior uncle?"

Mo Lianqing pushed the door open and took a look at the person in front of him. He had a good appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He was definitely not an ordinary disciple.

"Chen Qingyuan."

Bai Yunan was very proud when she said this name.

"It turns out he is the master's nephew." Mo Lianqing bowed: "I'm sorry."

"You're welcome."

When others are polite, Bai Yunan naturally returns the favor. He is not tainted with the air of a dandy. At most, he just likes to read scripts and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions.

It just so happens that this girl is extremely talented. She occasionally takes the time to go to the folk to listen to the stories of calligraphers and pick up some interesting story books. She does not delay her practice, and her strength is increasing day by day.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to leave?" Mo Lianqing returned to the topic and asked in surprise: "Where are you going?"

Qingzong is a famous and upright sect, and reputation is very important.

Could it be that His Holiness wanted to raise me in an unknown place, which would be more reasonable.

I really don't blame Mo Lianqing for her random thoughts, but she knows that she has no other use value except this passable skin.

"Where you go is your own business."

Bai Yunan replied, not yet hearing the profound meaning contained in Mo Lianqing's words.

"Do you have any indication, Your Majesty?"

Mo Lianqing asked again.

"No! Uncle Master just wants you to leave Qingzong as soon as possible and find your own life."

Bai Yunan said seriously.