Qingyun Gate, Tongtian Peak, Yuqing Hall.
After Wan Jianyi's hard persuasion, Tian Buyi finally calmed down.
Of course, it might also have something to do with the fact that he had a little sparring with Daoxuan just now. The floor was too slippery and he accidentally fell, resulting in his current bad condition. He was walking with a limp and had a bruised nose and face.
Covering his face, Tian Buyi asked with concern: "Senior Brother, how come you are still alive, and when did you get your arm back?"
Wan Jianyi patted Tian Buyi's shoulder gently. He still liked this little fat guy very much, he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, warm on the ancient road, and serious on the inside.
But everyone did not expect that Fairy Suru from the Qingyun Sect would choose him who was short and fat. Even the number one member of the Qingyun Sect like her was defeated in the end. She was frustrated in love and could only silently bless him.
Faced with his junior brother's concern, Wan Jianyi smiled and said: "Of course I am alive because Junior Brother Daoxuan showed mercy and secretly let me fake my death. After that, I traveled down the mountain incognito and met a strange man: Mr. Ghost. He connected my arm by some mysterious means.
Tired of traveling abroad, I have been sweeping the floor and offering incense in the Houshan Patriarch Hall these past few years, which is quite relaxing. "
"Ah? Senior brother, you have been living in the back mountain all this time?" Tian Buyi was shocked, and then he slapped his thigh: "You deceived us so hard!
do you know? Junior Sister Shuiyue is now accompanied by a green lantern and is as lonely as snow. She often sits alone on the mountain in a daze. She has been thinking about you! Senior Brother Cangsong thinks that we have betrayed Senior Brother and has been targeting disciples from all peaks.
His behavior has become more and more excessive in recent years, and sometimes he even disregards the interests and reputation of the Qingyun Sect in order to retaliate against us.
And, and I..." At the end of the sentence, Tian Buyi's eyes were red and he was about to cry again.
When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not sad yet.
Back then, he watched helplessly as his senior brother was executed. From then on, he would often wake up whenever he was alone at night.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm not dead." Wan Jianyi reluctantly held the little fat man in his arms to comfort him.
He's already hundreds of years old, why are he still acting like a child?
Daoxuan on the side was quietly sipping tea.
Regarding the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, it was useless to be anxious, but there was a trace of envy in his eyes that occasionally turned towards the two of them.
Only the eldest brother has such a charming personality. Almost all of the seven chief disciples at that time supported him unswervingly. Even if he disappeared for more than a hundred years, his junior brothers and sisters would still think of him well.
Fortunately, he won in the end.
A long while.
Tian Buyi was finally comforted, and then sat obediently next to Wan Jianyi, placing his hands on his thighs, quietly waiting for instructions.
"Senior brother, tell me, I will support you no matter what!"
Wan Jianyi said in a deep voice: "Yesterday Daoxuan came to tell me about a major event related to the life and death of Qingyun Sect: the ancient sword of Zhu Xian was lost!"
Tian Buyi:? ? ?
Shocked, Tian Buyi looked at his senior brother, Wan Jian nodded, turned to look at the leader, and Daoxuan also nodded.
Pursing his lips, Tian Buyi was at a loss: "No, no, how is it possible!"
For more than a thousand years, no matter how many disciples of the Qingyun Sect have been inactive, as long as there is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, they are the leader of the righteous path and the largest sect in the world.
That sword is an unparalleled artifact that suppresses everything!
But now, the sword is lost?
If this matter spreads out, Tian Buyi can imagine that in less than a few years, Qingyun Sect may become the enemy of the world. Even Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley, which have always been the righteous ones, are afraid that they will fall into trouble.
Who wouldn’t want to be number one in the world?
After a while, Tian Buyi gradually calmed down. If the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. What should he be afraid of? His senior brother and the leader are there, right?
"Senior Brother, Sect Leader, I wonder what you mean by calling me here?" Tian Buyi said in confusion.
Wan Jianyi said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Daoxuan and I discussed it for a while. The top priority is to find a magic weapon that is comparable to the ancient sword of Zhuxian to replace it and serve as the center of the formation.
As for my Qingyun Sect, there are currently only three magic weapons made of this material, Xiaozhufeng's Tianya Divine Sword, Longshou Peak's Dragon Slayer, and your Dazhufeng's nameless short stick. "
"Senior brother, that short stick already has a name. I named it the useless stick!" Tian Buyi said with some pride.
Daoxuan:.
Could it be that from then on, when all the masters in the past dynasties activated the Immortal Sword Formation and fought against demons, they would shout: Look at my useless stick?
Wan Jianyi was silent for a while, and said slowly: ""Zhuangzi: Human World Chapter": "Use nothing but great use." Uselessness is a big stick, a good name."
"Hey, thank you for the compliment, senior brother, you still understand me! Suru and Xiaofan don't even understand me, and they even talked about the Xuantian Stick and the Star Scepter." Tian Buyi became even happier.
Wan Jianyi felt helpless and continued: "We will discuss the name later. What we are talking about now is the replacement of the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian. The Tianya Divine Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword are full of righteousness, slaying demons and demons, and are invincible.
But if it is used as the center of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, the endless evil energy will most likely conflict with the origin of the divine weapon. Not to mention controlling the formation, there is even a chance that some accident will cause my Qingyun Sect to hang upside down.
And your... um... useless stick has no attributes. Junior Brother Daoxuan also tested it himself last time, and it can be fused with any energy. The key is that its toughness far exceeds that of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Isn't this the best choice to replace the Zhuxian Ancient Sword? "
Tian Buyi fell into deep thought.
After a while, he raised his head: "Brother, if that useless stick is mine, based on our feelings, I will certainly not hesitate to dedicate it to the sect. But you also know that that useless stick is related to Xiaofan's path. , how can I, the master, tell him?
The most important thing is that the big stick seems to have completely recognized Xiaofan as its master recently. Now even I can't control the special power of the big stick.
Therefore, senior brother, if you want to use it to replace the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, you must give me a promise.
First: Never hurt Xiaofan. Second: Useless sticks, as long as Xiaofan is here for one day, it belongs to him. "
After saying that, Tian Buyi stared at Wan Jianyi closely.
He admires his senior brother very much and is loyal. But just like when he pursued Suru unswervingly, he would not forcefully impose his will on others unless they were willing to do so.
Wan Jian nodded and looked at Daoxuan: "That useless stick must have been forced to recognize its master by Zhang Xiaofan using a method similar to blood refining. And it is said that by chance, that disciple now has a cultivation level at the peak of the Qing Dynasty.
Junior Brother Daoxuan, what do you think? "
Daoxuan:? ? ?
You have already discussed it, what can he think? How else could he see it? Should he give up his position as leader?
"After Zhang Xiaofan fully masters his own cultivation, let him come to Tongtian Peak and pass the test of my senior brother and I, then we will declare him the next head of Qingyun!" Dao Xuan said angrily.
"Haha, it's a deal!" Tian Buyi was overjoyed.
Today, I can see that the senior brother is still alive, and his disciple is about to become the leader, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of being the first Dazhu Peak in the past. Now I am still angry with Daoxuan.
Three blessings come to your door!
…
Longshou Peak is located to the west of Dazhu Peak, among the Qingyun Seven Veins, and is the highest mountain after Tongtian Peak. It is tall, steep, and towering.
In the Longqing Hall, Cangsong Taoist stood at the top, tall and solemn, staring at the chief disciple he had brought up: Qi Hao.
"Qi Hao, in the Qingyun Competition in two years' time, I don't care what price you pay, you must win first place!"
Qi Hao was startled: "But Master, doesn't the head of the Dazhu Peak say that Zhang Xiaofan has extraordinary cultivation, far surpassing us? And his cultivation skills are extremely fast.
The disciple has no such confidence. "
Cangsong said coldly: "This is not a question from my master, but an order. No matter how amazing Zhang Xiaofan's understanding and transcendent cultivation are, he has only been practicing Taoism for four years, and the total is not even a fraction of yours!"
By the year of the Qingyun Competition, it was already remarkable that he could control his cultivation. If you can't defeat him like this, then what kind of waste are you, the so-called chief disciple of Longshou Peak?
Let me put it here, either you defeat Zhang Xiaofan, or don’t say that you are my disciple of Cangsong when you go out! "
Qi Hao was shocked.
Although Master has been strict since they were young, Master will also stand up for them whenever they are bullied. Therefore, he has never regretted worshiping under Longshou Peak.
After a moment of silence, Qi Hao's eyes were firm, he clasped his fists and bent down deeply: "As you command!"
Although I don’t know why Master hates Dazhu Peak so much, even if he uses forbidden techniques, even if he dies, he will at least seriously injure Zhang Xiaofan, and he must not let him take first place!
"Well, let's go down."
"Disciple, please resign!"
After the apprentice retreated, Cangsong stepped aside, found a chair at random, and sat down slowly.
The leader of Longshou Peak, who had always been cold and solemn in front of the disciples, now looked ferocious, his fists clenched, and there even seemed to be a dark air behind him, which was eerie and terrifying.
He hates Daoxuan, hates him for plotting to kill his senior brother and stealing his position as the leader. They hated Tian Buyi, hated Shuiyue, and hated Suru. The senior brother was so kind to them back then, but they actually watched the senior brother go to death without saving him.
Die, all die!
He doesn't believe it at all that the senior brother is possessed by a demon! That person who is so stunningly talented and has the most talent in the Qingyun Sect for thousands of years will become a demon?
Nonsense!
"Junior Brother Cangsong, long time no see!" An old man walked out of the darkness. His beard and hair were all white, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, but his eyes were clear and sharp.
Cangsong was stunned, his lips and hands and feet began to tremble.
How many years, how many years have I not heard this title.
Turning his head and meeting the old man's familiar eyes, Cansong stretched out his hand, somewhat in disbelief.
"Senior brother, senior brother...are you back?"
A long while.
After listening to his senior brother's explanation, Cangsong sat back in his chair blankly, his eyes no longer as violent as before.
He was wrong, so wrong!
As if thinking of something, Cangsong raised his eyes to look at his senior brother, burst into tears, knelt down and hugged Wan Jianyi's thigh, with tears and runny nose streaming down his face.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior Brother, I have done a huge mistake. I am sorry for you, I am sorry for Master, and I am sorry for Qingyun Sect!"
Wan Jian was shocked.
It really happened that the house leaked and it rained all night. What stupid thing did this guy do?
"What did you do?" Wan Jianyi asked directly.
When things happen, it's actually the most useless thing to blame and share responsibilities. Solve the problem first, and everything else is just a minor problem.
Cangsong's nose twitched, as if he smelled a strange smell on his senior brother. Why was it that it smelled similar to Tian Buyi's short winter melon?
Pooh! vomit!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior Brother, after I saw you die in the hands of that Daoxuan, I understood one thing clearly: it must be Daoxuan's plan.
From then on, I have only one goal in life: kill Daoxuan and avenge you!
But I know that with my strength, I will never be as good as Daoxuan, and I won’t even be able to survive that Daoxuan. In desperation, I had to resort to magic methods.
Soon, when I was looking for those evil methods, the Poison God, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, one of the four sects of the Demon Sect, took the initiative to find me. The man promised that as long as I was willing to provide information about the Qingyun Sect's cleanup of the demonic path, he could provide me with two methods that could threaten the world's top masters.
The first is the colorful centipede, which is as big as a palm and has a seven-forked tail. It looks like it has seven tails. And each one has its own color, each one is different and colorful.
It is the most poisonous thing in the world, and even advanced practitioners cannot resist its toxicity. There is only one pair left in the world, and they will stay together until death. If they are separated, there will always be a connection within a hundred miles.
The second is the Poison Blood Flag, a two-foot-long red flag, a magic weapon made with more than 300 human lives, which can release the Poison Blood Corpse King.
Back then, I learned that the Puzhi Divine Monk of Tianyin Temple had sealed the bloodthirsty bead, the most precious treasure of the devil, and I happened to be passing by Caomiao Village at the foot of the mountain. I disguised myself and prepared to snatch the bloodthirsty bead, which would be used against Daoxuan.
Who would have thought that even if Puzhi sealed the blood-devouring bead, I would be no match for him and had no choice but to leave. After all these years,"
After listening to his junior brother's confession, Wan Jiandong was a little nervous for a moment.
Because he remembered something very important. The massacre in Caomiao Village was actually related to his junior brother. If Caomiao Village was killed by Cangsong, what would be the consequences if the Immortal Killing Sword Formation was handed over to Zhang Xiaofan and his inner demon entered his body under the impact of evil energy?
There is a high probability that Qingyun Sect will be destroyed!
"Junior brother, please tell me honestly, firstly: were you responsible for the case in Caomiao Village? Secondly: did anyone in Caomiao Village recognize your identity?"
Cangsong shook his head quickly: "Brother, you know that I want to kill that stupid Daoxuan, but I will not attack the common people no matter what. In the case of Caomiao Village, I don't even know who the murderer is.
As for revealing my identity, because I couldn't beat Na Puzhi at that time, I was in a hurry and used the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique. "
Wan Jianyi:.
The True Secret of Divine Sword Controlling Thunder is a secret of Qingyun Sect that has always been known only to a few people at the top of each peak. In the future, when Zhang Xiaofan learns about this sword technique, he will be able to lock the target directly inside the door without even checking it.
Outrageous!
But the problem is, now that Cangsong's betrayal of his master has been explained, there will naturally be no hiding anything. In this case, who is the person who slaughtered all the people in Caomiao Village?
He couldn't be the universal wisdom monk from Tianyin Temple who was highly virtuous and profound in Buddhism, right?
impossible!
Who could it be?
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