Tongtian Peak.
Although he was a little confused by the Mao Wang Sect's salute method, Daoxuan was still polite and quiet, showing the demeanor of a Taoist master.
As everyone walked through the high stone steps, they saw a golden plaque in the distance with three characters: Yuqing Palace. The font is vast and elegant, like the purple air coming from the east. It is majestic and majestic. You can tell it is written by a famous artist at a glance.
Before arriving at the majestic hall, the door was wide open and there was plenty of light inside. The three pure gods of Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun were enshrined in a solemn manner. In front of the throne of God, on top of the main hall, stood dozens of people, both moral and secular, and it seemed that they were all members of Qingyun's sect.
On one side were the three sect leaders of the Maowang Sect, and on the other side were the leaders of each peak of the Qingyun Sect. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and introductions, all of which were polite.
To be able to successfully survive in the spiritual world until now, one must either have amazing strength or be humble and cautious. Everyone has the magnanimity they should have.
"Wan Jianyi, you are still alive?" You Ji looked at the white-haired old man sitting next to Daoxuan with bright eyes.
Compared with the Taoist's elegance and indifference, this person is sharp and sharp, just sitting there, like a hidden sword. Just sitting there is eye-catching.
The ghost king was shocked.
Wan Jianyi is a famous name in the Holy Cult, and he can even cure children from crying. When they heard that he had died, some people from the four major sects of the Holy Sect even set off fireworks to celebrate. The Ghost King Sect had a banquet for three days.
He actually faked his death? No, the Cat King Sect is also on the right path now, so that’s okay!
Thinking of this, the three men and one cat from the Maowang Sect stared closely at the white-haired old Taoist priest, trying to see if he was really like the legend in the classics. He had three heads and six arms, eight feet in width and height, and could eat ten or eight in one meal. Holy bastard.
The living Wan Jianyi ε=(ο｀*))) Alas!
"Haha!" Daoxuan said with a smile: "I have forgotten that all the fellow Taoists from the Mao Wang Sect were originally from the southwest region. Come on, let me introduce you to this one, my fellow disciple, Wan Jianyi, who is currently the deputy head of the Qingyun Sect. One position.
I have been practicing in seclusion for the past few years. Recently, I have been very quiet and thoughtful, and I have come out of seclusion. I am temporarily responsible for all the affairs of Longshou Peak. "
The Ghost King understands.
The ancient sword of Zhu Xian was stolen. In order to frighten the demons, a ruthless person from Qingyun Sect was naturally wanted. But why Longshou Peak, its original summit?
Shaking his head, he didn't bother to care about that. Anyway, he came here just to watch the jokes, and nothing else mattered.
Wan Jianyi? No matter how strong he is, is he as strong as Le Ye?
No big deal!
Youji didn't care about anything else, and walked straight to Wan Jianyi, her eyebrows under the black veil were a little excited.
Three hundred years! How many three hundred years are there in life!
"Are you okay?"
Wan Jianyi frowned, was it a sin he made when he was young? Shuiyue is still watching him, I'm afraid he won't have a good time tonight.
After pondering for a moment, Wan Jianyi suddenly remembered something. Back then, he rushed into the Demonic Temple alone with his sword, jumped up and flew to the two statues of Our Lady of Netherlight and King Tiansha Ming that were enshrined side by side in the temple. Then he stood on the two statues. On the white wall between the holy statues, his name "Wan Jianyi" was carved in three large characters.
Originally, the demon sect's brats were too frightened by his invincible aura to come forward, but there was a woman who was the most devout in serving the Two Saints.
At that time, she rushed forward desperately, and while she was pretending to be carving words in the blink of an eye, she slashed with a knife, and actually cut off her left hand.
At that time, I was young, vigorous, and heroic. Although my left hand was broken, bleeding like a fountain, and painful as hell, I didn't run away. Instead, I turned around and got close to the girl. I reached out to lift her veil and took a look, and then said: He smiled and said: "She is indeed a stunning beauty!" 』
After saying that, he wielded the dragon-slaying sword and rushed out again.
After this battle, he became famous all over the world. But that was already three hundred years ago. The past is gone. Time flies so fast.
"It turns out it was you. That sword strike I made back then still hurts my arm when I think about it." Wan Jianyi said with a smile.
This heroic man looked free and easy, obviously taking everything lightly.
When he reaches a certain age, his old friends pass away one by one, and sometimes he even wishes that his enemies are still alive, at least he won't be too lonely.
Youji looked deeply at this person, biting her lips under the veil.
Do you know that I have missed you for three hundred years?
Moreover, it’s great, if the Mao Wang Sect joins the Right Way, she can come to Qingyun Sect more often.
Thinking of this, Youji squatted slightly and bowed, then returned to the side of the Ghost King and sat down quietly. Facing the inquiring and curious eyes of Baguio and the little yellow cat, the pretty face under the veil blushed slightly.
"Haha, it turns out that fellow Taoist Suzaku and I, Senior Brother Wan, are old acquaintances. That would be great!" Dao Xuan said with a smile: "Now that our two families are ready to reconcile, you two have to move around well in the future."
In addition to his superb swordsmanship and high cultivation level, his senior brother's greatest skill at that time was making friends. It could be said that the female disciples and elders of both good and evil paths had a lot to do with him.
After listening to Xiao Yicai's casual explanation just now, he understood that the Mao Wang Sect was so powerful that direct control was inappropriate, so he might as well treat it as an ally.
Now that the Qingyun Sect is in turmoil, we can only let our senior brother sacrifice a little.
Wan Jianyi felt cold all over, feeling as if he was being plotted again.
But right here in Yuqing Palace, the headquarters of Qingyun Sect, surrounded by his dearest junior brothers and sisters, who else can plot against him?
confused.
Everyone chatted for a while, talking about some family feud, complimenting each other, and everyone carried the sedan chair. As for the alliance, it involves various exchanges of interests and cannot be negotiated in one day.
Moreover, the strength of both sides has not yet been determined, so it will naturally be difficult to discuss bargaining chips. If they fight directly, it will hurt the harmony.
After all, these two negotiations are about magnanimity, and it is not good to fight and kill.
It wasn't until the evening, after eating the unpalatable vegetarian food that even the little yellow cat disliked, that Daoxuan gave up.
"Fellow Taoists of the Mao Wang Sect, you are here at the right time. In seven days, it will be the enthronement ceremony of Zhang Xiaofan, the young master of the Qingyun Sect. Then I will invite all the Taoists to come over and have a glass of wedding wine."
The Ghost King was speechless. Baguio and the little yellow cat quickly took the melons and looked at Xiao Yicai, who was serving Daoxuan with bright eyes.
There are melons, there are melons!
Xiao Yicai:? ? ?
what happened? How could he lose his position as the Young Master just by going out?
Before going to Hujia Village, Master personally patted his shoulder and said: The future of Qingyun Sect belongs to him!
But he is the chief disciple and the recognized senior brother. At this moment, in front of outsiders, he can only smile and feel proud.
As for my heart, I feel uncomfortable and want to cry!
"Oh?" The Ghost King said in surprise: "Taoist Master, as far as I know, the eldest brother of your sect has always been Brother Xiao. He has a high level of cultivation, a gentle temperament, calmness and calmness, and is able to face any difficult problems. Being able to handle things with ease has the air of a leader.
Who is this Xiaofan? "
Dao Xuan smiled mysteriously: "What are the strengths of the Young Master? My fellow Taoist will know when we meet him in seven days."
The Ghost King was a little confused.
Without the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, are you still so arrogant? It can't be that Zhang Xiaofan can use the Zhuxian Sword Formation instead of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, right?
impossible!
"Okay, then first of all, I would like to congratulate fellow Taoist for having a successor, and the Qingyun Sect will last forever."
…
Tongtian Peak, nameless courtyard.
Xiao Yicai and Qi Hao sat opposite each other, with a table full of delicious food and wine, but they could not show any joy. Both of them were outstanding disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but at this moment they were looking at the moon with sadness, their faces full of anguish.
Xiao Yicai had calm eyes and a gentle smile, but at this moment, there was deep worry and loss on his face.
His fingers were fiddling with the wine glass unconsciously, as if looking for some kind of comfort. He raised his head and looked at the moon in the distance. The moon was like a bright silver teardrop, hanging in the silent night sky.
Qi Hao is a handsome and handsome man. His eyes are sharp and firm, but at this moment he reveals a deep unwillingness. He was holding a glass of wine tightly in his hand, as if he was using the power of wine to resist the pain in his heart.
Neither of them spoke, they just drank and ate in silence. After a while, their eyes were all focused on the bright moon, as if looking for a kind of relief.
"The future is yours!"
These words were spoken by the dignified head of the Qingyun Sect, who patted them both on the shoulders and told them personally.
It was because of this sentence that Xiao Yicai went through life and death outside, and even went to the most dangerous place in the Demon Sect to work as a secret spy. As for Qi Hao, he practiced hard and never took a break, and he also paid attention to teaching his juniors.
But now, the head's simple words that Zhang Xiaofan was more suitable deprived both of them of all their efforts.
One hundred years, how many hundred years are there in life!
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yicai finally looked away.
He is a direct disciple of Daoxuan, so he naturally knows that his master is true to his word, and there is no point in doing something wrong, as it will only weaken the Qingyun Sect's strength.
"Junior Brother Qihao, now that Master Cangsong is in seclusion, Longshou Peak depends on you. In fact, even if you are not the head, you can still contribute to the Qingyun Sect, and you can still save the people in the world, hoe the strong and help the weak."
Upon hearing this, Qi Hao sighed and nodded: "Yes!"
suddenly.
"Senior Brother Qihao, you are here. It's cold on the mountain. I brought you a brocade robe. It's windy at night, so drink less." A junior sister came out of the darkness and said shyly.
The girl is graceful and beautiful, with a bun in the clouds, a red silk ribbon tied around her waist, big watery eyes, and two small dimples on her cheeks. She is the daughter of Tian Buyi, the leader of Dazhu Peak, Tian Linger.
Qi Hao nodded and gently held Tian Linger's plain hand, feeling a little comforted in his heart.
Although he failed to become the young master, at least he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. Moreover, Ling'er said that she had taken good care of Zhang Xiaofan since she was a child, and the two of them had a deep love for each other.
With this calculation, wouldn't the dignified leader also be his backer in the future? Isn't it true that the senior brother is worse than him?
hey-hey!
"Junior sister is right, but it's getting late, and it's not safe for a girl like you to be alone at home. Senior brother, I'll take you back."
"Well, thank you, senior brother. Senior brother is so kind!"
Looking at the harmonious backs of his junior brothers and sisters leaving hand in hand, Xiao Yicai was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt extremely sad in his heart, so he directly picked up the wine bottle.
"Tons, tons, tons, tons!"
Damn it, damn it!
After sitting blankly at the table for a while, which was a waste of food, Xiao Yicai finished everything and then began to think about his future.
A person's life is mostly divided into four words: getting married and establishing a career.
Since the head of the family has already decided on establishing a career, his future should be clear at a glance, and he could only hold the position of an elder at most. The position of the leader of the Seven Meridians is basically determined within the Seven Meridians, and as a disciple of the Tongtian Peak of the leader's lineage, he can't even think of being the leader.
Then it’s time to consider starting a family.
Think about the few outstanding women I have known over the past hundred years: Xiaozhu Peak's leader: Shuiyue Fairy, Xiaozhu Peak's top disciple: Lu Xueqi, Cat King Sect's senior sister: Baguio, Hehuan Sect's senior sister: Jin Ping'er, Cat King Sect's protector : Suzaku.
Among these people, the Demon Sect is definitely out of the question. Even if he agrees, the Master probably won't agree. After much deliberation, Lu Xueqi seems to be the right one.
Looking up, the moon fills the sky.
On such a beautiful day, wouldn't it be nice to invite Junior Sister Lu Xueqi to drink tea, admire the moon, dance swords, and play the flute?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yicai got up to clean up, and ran directly to Xiaozhu Peak with his sword.
Although it was already getting late, everyone was a practitioner with a high level of cultivation and could not sleep without staying up late. Given her character, the junior sister was most likely still practicing hard at this moment.
It just so happens that he can go over and give some advice. When the time comes, he will be sick for a long time, but won't he accomplish a good thing?
hey-hey!
…
The mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak is lined with green trees, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and clear springs are flowing in the mountains.
Under the full moon, Lu Xueqi and Baguio were having a wonderful swordsmanship contest together.
Lu Xueqi is one of the most outstanding disciples in the Qingyun Sect. She wears a white Taoist robe, her hair is as flowing as clouds, and her sword skills are as sharp as the wind. When dancing with the sword, the girl's figure is graceful, like a fairy descending to earth, which makes people feel an incomparable sense of beauty and shock.
Baguio is the young master of the Cat King Sect. Her swordsmanship is unique and full of disillusionment. The girl wore an emerald green dress and held a long green sword. The sword was inlaid with strands of gold and shone with a faint light.
Lu Xueqi's swordsmanship is as pure and flawless as the falling snow, while Baguio's swordsmanship is as strange and unpredictable as a ghost's shadow. The movements of the two women were as fast as lightning, which was dizzying to watch.
Xiao Yicai's eyes lit up as he approached with his sword from afar.
In this situation, if he is showing off his superb swordsmanship and conquering the two girls, will he be like Uncle Wan Jianyi in the future, admired and devoted by fairies, and eventually become a role model for his junior brothers?
As if thinking of some happy scene, the young man's mouth twisted.
"Shua~"
A little yellow cat appeared in front of him instantly. He tilted his head and took a look. Without hesitation, he raised his paws.
"Pa~"
"wait!"
There is only a little bit of brilliance left in the distant sky.
"Hey, Lele, what happened? I seem to hear someone shouting."
"Meow meow~"
[Nothing, a passing toad was slapped away by me. Come on, come on, keep on, this cat loves to watch girls wearing skirts and fighting. 】
Lu Xueqi:
Tonight, this distinguished guest from the Mao Wang Sect came over to communicate. Then You Ji and Master went to whisper and asked her to receive this Baguio girl.
I don’t know what the little yellow cat said in Baguio’s ear, and then the two women started to spar.
She always felt that this little yellow cat was a bit inappropriate.
I hope my feeling is wrong!
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