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At this moment, Su Zimo's heart turned over the river, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

But in the end, he calmed his mind and kept as calm as possible.

"When did the Sect Master know?"

Su Zimo asked.

Unconsciously, his title to the academy's patriarch has changed.

The academy master shook his head slightly, and seemed somewhat helpless to Su Zimo's reaction, saying: "Hundreds of years after you entered the academy, I felt it when you first made your breakthrough."

"But you can rest assured that I have already placed a few restrictions around your cave house to help you hide the breath of Qinglian, which cannot be detected by others."

Su Zimo was silent. Although there was no expression on his face, he was still somewhat alert.

The eyes of the patriarch of the academy seemed to contain infinite wisdom, and he chuckled lightly: "You don't really think that a plant of green lotus cultivating in the academy will continue to practice, I will not notice it?"

"If it were like this, I would not have to be a master."

At this time, Su Zimo had gradually calmed down from the initial shock.

If the patriarch of the academy had any malicious intentions towards him, there were too many opportunities.

Even now, the master of the academy wants to plot his true green lotus, and he directly strikes that he has no power to resist.

What's more, the suzerain of the academy once saved his life and presented him with a jade rune. This time he helped him to stop the king's murderous chance.

More importantly, if the abode of the academy really made a plot against him, there is no need to break this matter today.

Now, the patriarch of the academy, Ken, spoke uprightly and honestly, proving that he was open-hearted.

"This matter is a little sudden, and I haven't been able to slow down for a while, I hope Master will forgive me."

Su Zimo apologized.

"No problem."

The patriarch of the academy smiled slightly and said, "I'm telling the story, but I also want you to relax. At least in the academy, you don't have to be cautious every day and feel nervous."

"Of course, when you go outside, you still have to be careful not to expose your blood easily."

"Yes."

Su Zimo nodded.

"All right."

The Sect Master of the Academy said: "Go back and practice, don't have any psychological burden and pressure."

"Disciple quits."

Su Zimo bowed in salute and turned away.

After leaving the Qiankun Palace, Su Zimo was heading towards the inner door, and then suddenly realized that, somehow, the sweat had soaked the shirt.

The breeze was blowing, and there was a burst of coolness.

Su Zimo let out a long breath.

No wonder everyone said that the academy's patriarch played everything, insight into heaven, and wisdom.

Under the eyes of the patriarch of the academy, Su Zimo found himself covered, there seemed to be no secret at all!

Su Zimo smiled self-deprecatingly.

Over the years, he has been careful in the college, walking on thin ice, trying to hide the blood of Qinglian. Unexpectedly, he has long been seen through.

At this moment, a figure came galloping not far away, and in a blink of an eye, came to the front, but it was a painting of ink and ink.

"Sister."

Su Zimo said hello.

Mo Qing looked at Su Zimo and said, "I just heard that Brother Yuehua deliberately made you difficult, are you okay?"

"It's alright, it's past."

Su Zimo shook his head and smiled.

"It's okay."

Mo stared at Su Zimo, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

Su Zimo tried to ask, "Sister Sister, what else?"

"You, did you give that painting to Arabu Daoyou?" Mo Qing hesitated and asked.

Su Zimo was a little stunned and reacted instantly, saying, "It has been given to him."

Mo Qing asked, "What did he say? Is the painting good?"

Su Zimo coughed lightly and said, "I sent the painting back and came back. I don't know if he saw it."

"Oh."

Mo Qing responded.

Su Zimo said: "Sister, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."

Mo Qing nodded and turned away.

The two were separated, and did not go far. Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly and moved his heart. He suddenly stopped his body and turned to stop Mo Qing Fairy.

"Something?"

Mo Qing asked.

Su Zimo urged the consciousness, and the voice asked: "I have never known one thing. When I participated in the Xianzong general election, why did my sister arrive in time?"

Because of a letter in the memory of King Yuanzuo, now looking back at the Xianzong election, some places seem too coincidental.

Su Zimo originally thought that Sister Mo Qing arrived at that time because the ice butterfly felt the breath of Butterfly Moon on him, as was the case in Abi Hell.

But in fact, the distance between Qiankun Academy and the Panlong Mountains in the election of Xianzong is far away, and it is impossible for Ice Butterfly to feel it.

Unless Sister Mo Qing was nearby.

Sister Mo Qing has not been able to go out once in ten thousand years, how could it happen to be near the Panlong Mountains?

Su Zimo looked at Mo Qing, and the voice asked: "Someone let Sister pass?"

"Ok."

Mo Qing nodded.

Su Zimo's pupils contracted, suppressing the violent fluctuations in his heart, and his expression remained unchanged. He continued to ask: "But the master of the academy let the sister pass?"

"No."

Mo Qingdao said: "It is the eight elders of the academy."

Su Zimo froze, a glimpse of confusion in his eyes.

After a pause, Su Zimo asked again: "Can the eight elders of the Academy be good at deducing calculations?"

"I do not know."

Mo Qing shook his head and said: "The eight elders of the Academy are good at the way of refining, how to master all the magic weapons of the Academy, how can they be good at deduction."

"The kind of exercises that can be used for all things, only the previous suzerain have the opportunity to practice, and the rest are not qualified."

Mo Qing recalled for a moment, and said, "At that time, the eight elders of the academy had just returned from the outside. They just saw me, and they told me about the Panlong Mountains and suggested that I come forward."

"I didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but the eight elders of the academy said that there was Qinxian Mengyao, and as a painting fairy, I was the most suitable to come forward, so I went to the Panlong Mountains."

"It turns out this way."

Su Zimo took a breath, relieved, and whispered: "So, I think so much."

The question he just made seems ordinary, but it is actually the key to the whole thing!

If it is said that the appearance of the painting immortal was caused by the academy lord, the mysterious letterhead received by the king of Yuansuo County is most likely from the ancestor of the academy!

Yuan Zuo's hunt, Qin Xianmeng Yaoyao's appearance, Fei Xianmen, Shan Xianzong, Yu Fengguan's reaction, Yang Ruoxu's insistence, the appearance of Sister Mo Qing...

All kinds of variables are in the calculation plan of the academy master!

Su Zimo believes that the abode of the academy definitely has this ability.

But now, because of Mo Qing's explanation, his speculation is not true.

It's about making Qinglian, of course, the less people know, the better.

If the college patriarch wants to plot against him, there is no need to involve another college elder.

The appearance of Sister Mo Qing is just a coincidence.

The clue about the letter of the Yuanzuo County King was broken again.

"What do you ask about this?"

Mo Qing asked, frowning.

"It's nothing."

Su Zimo smiled and said, "Just ask."

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