Since ancient times, Qingcheng has been a quiet place in the world.
A word of "you" highlights the charm of Qingcheng Mountain. But just the word "you" cannot describe the beauty of Qingcheng Mountain.
Qingcheng Mountain is green all year round, quiet and deep, with strange peaks and majestic mountains. It has always been a must-choose resort for Taoists to cultivate their Qing Dynasty.
The Qingcheng faction has complex factions, and sometimes the headquarters of the Qingcheng faction is not located in Qingcheng Mountain.
This generation is the authentic Zhengyi sect, and the Shangqing Palace enshrines the Celestial Master Shangqing Lingbao and the Celestial Master Zhang Daoling.
Shangqing Palace is located in Pengzu Peak, the top of Qingcheng, facing Zhangren Peak, Tianshi Cave, Zushi Hall and Jianfu Palace.
Everyone parked their carriages and horses in Jianfu Palace and walked up the stone steps. There were more than a thousand stone steps, with deep vegetation beside the steps, winding paths leading to secluded places, and countless pavilions and caves.
Ye Rongqiu was a little shy, while Tang Qingqing exclaimed from time to time. Even Xiao Ding and Zhou Ziheng, who had always been steady, were impressed by the beautiful scenery of Qingcheng Mountain.
Everyone walked and enjoyed the beautiful scenery without feeling tired. They arrived at Shangqing Palace before they knew it.
The Taoist boy had already announced that many Taoist priests were waiting in line outside the hall.
On the second day of the martial arts competition, the Four Scholars of Qingcheng had sent a letter back to Qingcheng Mountain to report the bad news. At this time, the mourning hall had already been arranged in the palace, and all the worshipers were dressed in mourning clothes and bowed to greet them.
A Taoist in gray clothes took Zhao Wuji's ashes from Zhao Qingming, turned around and walked into the mourning hall. Four Taoist priests had been waiting beside the coffin. After the Taoist in gray clothes put the ashes into the coffin, the four of them immediately put the ashes in the coffin that Zhao Wuji usually wore. The things were put into the coffin together, then the coffin was covered and left.
The Taoist in gray returned to the outside of the hall and asked Zhao Qingming, "Qingming, who are these?"
Zhao Qingming said respectfully: "This is the young hero Ding Shaoxia who broke through the Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation of the three Shaolin elders with one sword, found out the Shaolin traitors, and scared off Nangong Yu. Next to him is the young hero who was famous in Guangdong and Guangxi twenty years ago. The 'One Sword Crossing the Boat' Zhou Ziheng Zhou senior, the other two are both young masters from famous families."
He focused on introducing Xiao Ding and Zhou Ziheng, but mentioned Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu in passing. All four of them felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and even secretly praised him for handling it properly.
Tang Qingqing's reputation in the world was a bit indecent, even a bit scary. In the eyes of the noble family, she was an evil demon, but it happened that this female demon saved their lives a few days ago.
As for Ye Rongqiu, Qingcheng Sixiu knew very little about her. They only knew that she was Xiao Ding's friend and that she was disguised as a man.
Neither Tang Qingqing nor Ye Rongqiu care about fame, and Zhao Qingming's introduction is not disgraceful. Besides, a little Ding is enough to divert other people's attention.
As expected, the gray-clothed Taoist looked surprised. He really couldn't figure out that the person who could break the Shaolin Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation would be this young boy in front of him.
Zhao Qingming continued to introduce: "This is my uncle Yue Wuhua."
Taoist Yue Wuhua, who was dressed in gray, cupped his fists and said, "I've heard Mr. Zhou's name for a long time, and I didn't want to see him today. He is indeed very charming. The heroic names of several young heroes have been resounding throughout the world after the martial arts competition. It's true that heroes come from young. I am so happy that I have a successor in the martial arts world, so congratulations!"
Xiao Ding and the other four people also clasped their fists in return. After the polite greetings, Yue Wuhua arranged for the four of them to go to the guest room to take a rest.
After a tiring journey, the four of them really wanted to have a good rest, especially Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu. They also wanted to take a bath and change clothes comfortably.
The Qingcheng faction was holding a funeral, and as guests, of course they couldn't dress too colorfully.
While having dinner, Xiao Ding found that both of them had changed into new clothes.
He saw that Ye Rongqiu had put on women's clothes. She had long hair hanging down her waist and a simple Chinese jade hairpin stuck in her head. Her clothes were as white as snow and her skin was as white as snow. She was cold yet noble.
Tang Qingqing is wearing a light green floral skirt with a green leaf belt around her waist. She has long hair that reaches her waist, a flying phoenix jade hairpin on her head, and a pair of amethyst pendants in her earlobes. She is elegant and a little gorgeous.
Both of them were dressed generously and appropriately, but their eyes were open to each other at the slightest touch.
Xiao Ding didn't dare to look at anyone, he just buried his head in eating. But he was thinking in his heart, why did this little Ye Zi put on women's clothes again.
As everyone knows, although Ye Rongqiu often walks around in men's clothes, what girl doesn't like to dress up? Especially after meeting the person she likes, and now that she has Tang Qingqing, how could she not pay attention to her own image? Maybe from now on, she will no longer put on men's clothes.
On the way to dinner, Wei Qingshu and Nie Qingyun from the Four Shows in Qingcheng came over and asked the four of them to stay for a few more days, because according to local customs, a person must perform a ritual to transcend the soul after death. The more days there are to perform the ritual, , the greater the memorial and respect for the deceased.
According to Zhao Wuji's status, this ritual had to be performed for at least seven or eight days. However, because Zhao Wuji died in a foreign land, it took a lot of time to transport the coffin back to Qingcheng Mountain, so Yue Wuhua discussed with the Qingcheng Sixiu. It was decided that a memorial service would be held two days later.
As the leader of a sect, Zhao Wuji would definitely have a lot of people coming to express condolences. Who knows if there might be people from the Qinglong Society hiding among the people who came to express their condolences, waiting for opportunities to cause trouble, so Xiao Ding and the others naturally He had to wait until the memorial ceremony before leaving.
After dinner, Xiao Ding and Zhou Ziheng strolled to a nearby pavilion, where a Taoist boy had already served them tea.
Tang Qingqing never left Xiaoding, and Ye Rongqiu naturally followed him to the pavilion.
The two of them fought openly and secretly, and neither of them would admit defeat.
Zhou Ziheng looked at Zhangren Peak in the distance and said with a worried look on his face: "Do you think they will do evil secretly in the past two days?"
The people he refers to, of course, refer to the Qinglong Society and the Money Gang.
Xiao Ding thought for a moment and sighed: "They will definitely take action, but they will not attack in large numbers. The Qingcheng sect is a major martial arts sect and its strength is not weak. In addition, there are many martial arts people who come to express their condolences. Qinglong will come Naturally, there will be no benefits, and besides, I haven’t seen him attack any sect in a large scale yet, and I haven’t seen him have any motive to attack the Qingcheng sect.”
Ye Rongqiu said indifferently: "Since they have no motive to deal with the Qingcheng faction, how can they come to express condolences?"
Tang Qingqing rolled her eyes at Ye Rongqiu, as if Ye Rongqiu had snatched the question she should have asked.
Xiao Ding smiled lightly and said: "As of now, the information we have shows that the only people who have appeared in the Qinglong Society are Nangong Yu and his son, Mr. Hu Ba, plus a master Jingxuan and Bing Huatuo. As for Xuanyuan Gambling Ghost, we still have to wait. Check, if they send someone else this time, how will we know?"
Tang Qingqing said coldly: "Even if Nangong Yu comes, who can kill people in Shangqing Palace?"
She was telling the truth. The Shangqing Palace was taking care of things. Any grievances in the martial arts world could not be settled at the funeral. It was disrespectful to the deceased and looked down upon the performance of the Qingcheng faction. No one would be stupid enough to kill someone in the Shangqing Palace.
Zhou Ziheng took a sip of tea, took out the cigarette rod and started to put cigarettes into the pipe. He said solemnly: "But I can't understand why Bing Hua Tuo would attack you secretly. What is his purpose?"
Xiao Ding sighed: "This is exactly the problem that I have been thinking about for the past few days. The appearance of Bing Hua Tuo was too sudden. If the Qinglong Society wants to assassinate us, they will never send him alone. There will definitely be others." Manpower is working together to provide support.”
Tang Qingqing asked: "Could it be that the enemies hiding in the dark were too frightened to take action after seeing you take action?"
Xiao Ding laughed and said: "How could it be possible? You should have known when you saw Hua Tuo, Granny Jin and others that the Qinglong Society's methods are extremely cruel and vicious. If the people sent out to take action fail to complete their tasks, they may end up even worse when they go back and fail to return to life."
Tang Qingqing stamped her feet and said: "It's neither this nor that. A sick Hua Tuo just delayed our time for half a day. It seems that the people of the Qinglong Society are not that scary."
Xiao Ding's heart was shocked, and an idea flashed in his mind. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. He seemed to have thought of something interesting, but it was inconvenient to say it at this time.
Zhou Ziheng smoked a cigarette and frowned: "No matter what, everyone should be careful these two days."
At night, the evening wind is biting.
Two people stood on a cliff at Pengzu Peak, the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain.
In the dark night, one could not see clearly the appearance, but one could only tell that the voice of one of them was that of a young man, while the other one was slightly older.
The older man reprimanded in a low voice: "You secretly practiced evil sect martial arts back then. I didn't report you to the head brother because I watched you grow up. I didn't expect that now you would go even worse and commit such a heinous act." I may not kill you, but for the sake of the reputation of our sect, you should abolish your martial arts, leave Qingcheng Mountain and remain anonymous."
The young man didn't seem to be afraid, and he seemed to be indifferent in his words. He smiled and said: "You old man, don't be angry. As the saying goes, if you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. Once Zhao Wuji dies, the position of the leader will naturally be yours. Well, I am helping you secretly."
The older one cursed angrily: "Nonsense, I, Yue Wuhua, have no intention of coveting the position of leader. You have done such a treasonous thing and deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors. You still dare to talk so shamelessly and have no intention of repenting. I will destroy you today!" "
There was a clang, indicating that he had drawn his sword and was ready to take action.
The young man said anxiously: "Wait a minute, you old man, please listen to what I have to say first before taking action."
The older man was still angry and shouted angrily: "If you fart, hurry up!"
The young man smiled and said: "I want to say that since you are not willing to be the leader, then I am the only one who can take the position of leader."
"You..." The older man only said the word "you", and there was already a sword in his throat. The tip of the sword was inserted into the throat for three minutes, and then it was pulled out. The blood did not even have time to flow out, and the sword energy had already entered the throat.
One sword penetrates the throat and one sword kills.
What a fast sword.
The sword was sheathed, and the young man stood in the cold wind for a moment, then squatted down and picked up the body on the ground, walked to the edge of the cliff, raised his hands, threw Yue Wuhua's body into the abyss, turned around and left in a hurry.
The night wind howled, and the world was dark, as if nothing had happened.
