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In mid-air, Qingyang held her uncle's body in her arms, her tears drying up.
She roared hysterically towards the nine heavens, accusing the injustice of fate.
Vesutu was blinded by his uncle's flying sword and was hit everywhere.
She didn't dodge. There is no point in dodging.
There should be no suspense if the sect is destroyed today.
It’s just Master Xuanji Tianchen, where have you gone?
Have you ever opened your eyes and looked at your suffering disciples?
While his thoughts were flying around, Qingyang Yanran's vision went dark.
Am I dead?
She thought she was dead.
Then I felt like the world was spinning, as if I was going to faint.
She subconsciously held her uncle's body tightly, fearing that he would fall.
It seemed like I had a dream, where I dreamed of playing with my parents when I was a child.
I dreamed of chasing and fighting with Yuan Zhen.
It felt like a long time passed before her eyes suddenly lit up and she woke up.
"Where is this place?"
Qingyang Yanran slowly opened her eyes and saw herself sitting cross-legged inside a towering palace, which must have been more than ten feet high and dozens of feet wide. The clouds are steaming beneath me. I felt refreshed while breathing, and the profound energy of heaven and earth rolled into my body. It was many times richer than the sky in Tianshu Cave.
Looking to the left and right, dad was actually there, as well as two senior uncles, senior brother Yuan Yu, and junior brother Yuan Zhen! They are all sitting cross-legged beside themselves.
How is this going?
Where is this?
"Are you awake?" Suddenly, a majestic voice came from mid-air, as if it came from Jiutian. Looks like an old man?
"Dare I ask this old god, was it you who saved us?"
Yanran saw that her father and others were still sitting cross-legged and did not wake up. Then the answer was a question.
"What do you think?"
"Yanran thanked the old god for the kindness she had given her, but she dared not repay her with words."
Qingyang Yanran saw that the old god asked her in return. She found it interesting and realized that all six of her were saved by the old god.
Forget it about yourself and your father. The two uncles and brothers may have died, but they could still be revived by the old god. What is this if not the grace of re-creation? How can I repay such a great favor? I can only trust you, and I will not give up even if I die! But he couldn't say such big words, so he only said that he didn't dare to repay his kindness.
"It's really interesting." The old god responded.
"Old god, who are you?"
"You can make a guess."
"Ancestor Xuanji?"
"Not that old ghost."
"Do you know Ancestor Xuanji?"
"So. I've been beaten several times."
"Ah! Are you fighting?" Yan Ran tilted her head and asked.
"Hahahaha! Fight? That's right!"
“Melting mountains to mold arrows, drawing rivers to condense bows.
Blow the talisman to become a general, scatter beans to become an army.
Thousands of souls are refined into demons, and thousands of souls become spirits.
Three years of fierce fighting, the star of Yinghuo. "
"The last time we fought was on the planet Yinghuo in the lower realm, we fought for three years." The old god said slowly.
"Ah! Star Yinghuo? Is that the red star in the night sky? Then how did you get up there? Is it far away?"
"Hahahaha!"
A hearty laugh came from the old god. He might not have laughed like this for many years.
"Last time? And next time?" Yanran captured the key point again, but when she said it, it felt a bit weird.
"Next time, it will be the Qingshan Formation a few days ago!"
"Qingshan Formation?"
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It is said that on that day, a huge hand descended from heaven, covering the sky and the sun, and instantly crushed Master Vesutra of the Yuezhi Kingdom to death.
Then he sucked in his big hand and took Qingyang Yanran and Qingxuan in the air, and Qinghao, Qingyi, Yuanyu, and Yuanzhen on the ground into the palm of his hand.
The big hand was about to leave when suddenly, a blue spherical vortex appeared out of nowhere a hundred feet above the Qingshan Sect's mountain gate. The vortex instantly had a radius of seven feet, and seemed like a tiny blue star!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In the whirlpool, hundreds of flying swords flew out from all directions, and they all shot toward the big hand with golden light!
"This old ghost!" A voice of surprise sounded from above the nine heavens.
Immediately, the big hand suddenly retracted to the nine heavens, followed by seven flying swords inserted in the big hand! The other flying swords retreated when they saw the big hand. They all flew back to the blue vortex, and the vortex disappeared immediately.
"You fell into the trap of the old ghost again!"
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"Then why didn't the Qingshan Formation destroy the damn Vesutu?"
Qingyang Yanran was furious after hearing the old god's memories. What is the use of ancestor Xuanjizi keeping this thing? Don't turn it on at critical times. Everyone almost died.
"Is he worthy? This is the formation of heavenly immortals, and it only controls heavenly immortals!"
"Besides, this formation was prepared for me by the old ghost. The seven flying swords were also planned by the old ghost!" When the old god said this, his tone turned out to be a bit indignant.
At this point, the leader and others also woke up leisurely.
"This is -" Qinghao opened his eyes and saw everyone there, a huge and empty palace.
"Dad, are you awake?"
"Junior, do you still remember me?"
Before Yanran could answer Qinghao, the old god's voice rang out.
"Who is your old man? Jade Dragon Cave Heaven!"
Qinghao heard the voice very familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was probably the old god from the Jade Dragon Cave!
"Qinghao kneels down to thank the old god for saving his life!"
"I will kneel down and thank the old god for saving my life!"
Qinghao quickly stood up and kowtowed three times in the direction of the sound. Others were also busy kneeling in the direction of the sound. A few years ago, except for Yanran and Yuanyu, the other four people accidentally entered the Jade Dragon Cave. Unexpectedly, he was rescued by the old immortal from Yulong Cave this time. What a wonderful fate!
"There is no need to worship me. I am familiar with your ancestor Xuanji."
"These seven flying swords were also obtained from the great formation. Take them. Return to the sect!"
What's going on? Just woke up and let everyone go? Still don’t understand the cause and effect?
It seems that this old god doesn't like talking to male disciples?
While everyone was covering the circle below, they suddenly felt the world was spinning and their eyes went dark.
Then came an inexplicable sentence: "
Although the cave is wonderful and difficult to use, I want to go to the East China Sea to find Xuanji.
Visiting the Immortal Way in ten continents and three islands, the realm of heaven and man enters Yaotai. "
The six people's eyes were dazzled, and when they took a closer look, they were back in Tianshu Cave! Each person has a three-foot long sword in his hand, Qingxuan has one in each hand. Why does he have two? He didn't care either.
What does the last verse that the old immortal said just now mean?
While I was thinking about it, I saw all the disciples of the sect beating their chests and stamping their feet, crying bitterly.
"What are you waiting for?" Qinghao asked, and then he realized that everyone thought the six people were dead!
"Ah! Master?!"
"Master!"
"Uncle Master!"
"Is it a human or a ghost?"
The disciples suddenly heard someone talking and looked up to see the leader and six other people standing on the side of the stone arch. All of a sudden, it was like a pot was exploding, I was crying with joy, and I could say anything! Chaos.
"Are you okay, old man?"
"What can happen to me?"
"Have the evildoers been removed?" All the disciples woke up.
"Of course we've removed it. Get up and see how useless you are!"
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Qingxuan glanced at the shadows on the side of the stone archway and realized that only one stick of incense had passed since the six people went out to fight until they returned to Tianshu Cave! Once again appreciating the power of the gods, Qingxuan smiled bitterly in his heart.
Qinghao was very worried about the outside of the sect, wondering what kind of damage it had been caused by Vesutuo, and whether any family members, disciples, or tenants were injured. Distraught. With their fingers crossed, everyone appeared outside the stone arch door.
Then he lifted up his air and flew towards Tianquan Peak. All the disciples followed closely. Those who could control the air were able to control the air, while those who could not fly flew along the ridge. There were dozens of people.
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The six leaders arrived first. Before landing from the air, I was shocked: Looking from a distance, how could there be any huge pit in the square with corpses? The mountains and forests on the left and right are also intact! House architecture, what it was like before, and what it is still like now! If the six of them weren't together, they would all think that everything that happened before was just a dream!
This must be the work of the old immortal from Yulong Cave...
Of course, Vesudha is also missing... He must be dead, but if someone asks him about it in the future, how should he explain it.
The six people simply refused to land and turned to the back mountain, family homes on the left and right sides of the sect, and the fields to investigate the situation. Fortunately, no one was injured, and no disciples or tenants died.
"Madam, are you at home?" Qinghao and Yanran landed in their yard and hurried toward the house.
"I've met the master!"
"Madam, I fell asleep before drinking tea, and woke up again after a while. Now I am lying quietly on the bed, and I am fine." The maid heard this and hurriedly came over to bow.
"Brother Hao!" Qing Hao heard his wife's call and walked to the bed. The lady sat up. Qinghao saw that his wife's face was rosy, just like ordinary people. I felt relieved.
"Mother!" Yanran rushed forward, hugging her mother and not letting go. Tears welled up in my eyes, not daring to fall.
Resurrecting from the dead and being able to see my mother again, there is no happier thing in the world!
"Brother Hao, what happened to the sect before the tea ceremony?" Madam recalled, still feeling frightened.
"One day, some young people came to invade, but my disciples and I drove them away." Qing Hao said lightly.
"I seemed to hear Yanran's angry roar." Madam is still worried.
"Mom, you heard wrong!"
"That's good, that's good!"
The family had a great day. The disciples of the sect also returned to their respective families.
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"Have you heard? I heard that the Qingshan Sect was wiped out by a fierce monk from the Yuezhi Kingdom! How tragic!"
"I've also heard that there are actually six immortals in Qingshan Sect! The key is that they can't defeat the fierce monk!"
"Why are you still looking for immortality? Just be a mortal!"
"It is risky to enter Taoism, so be careful when cultivating immortality!"
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The next day, people from various sects who were lucky enough to escape spread the word about what they saw and heard:
What is the appearance of an immortal from the Qingshan Sect coming to earth?
What a weird flying sword?
What huge Buddhist beads?
What a single blow, causing countless casualties,
What palaces and houses collapsed in pieces?
Unfortunately, a sect disciple died in the Qingshan Sect Square, and the survivors were like mourning heirs...
On the third day, some sects who wanted to find out the truth sneaked up the mountain again.
There are also people who want to come to rescue the Qingshan Sect. After all, they have a good relationship with them. For example: Nanchan Temple, Chaoyang Gate, Jinghu Sect, Qingweishan...
After Wuyingmen heard the news, they rushed over day and night. Xiao Qian was still in Qingshan Sect, and Xiao Qian's father was already in tears, worried that his son would be in danger.
When various sects arrived in Qingshan Sect in twos and threes, they were all shocked. Which bastard was spreading rumors and causing trouble? Qingshan Sect is not doing well! The survivors who followed saw that the Qingshan Sect remained unchanged, and they immediately felt like seeing ghosts!
"Obviously the immortals of Qingshan died and the Qingshan Sect was destroyed by the evil monk of the Moon! But, but, what is going on?"
"My junior brother died under the evil monk's Buddha beads. I saw it with my own eyes!" A disciple of the sect argued.
"Then where did your junior brother die? Is there any blood?"
"He died fifty steps north from now on, but... where is the blood stain? It must have been cleaned by the surviving disciples of the Qingshan Sect!"
"The bloodstains can be cleaned, and the square, trees, and palaces can be rebuilt as before within three days?! That's nonsense!" Master Yuanyi got angry at this disciple of an unknown sect. The other disciples of the sect who wanted to continue to testify did not dare to say anything when they saw Master Yuanyi getting angry. Master Yuanyi is usually kind and kind-hearted, and has never been angry. This is because he is really angry.
"We can make an appointment with Elder Qingxuan of the Qingshan Sect! He was already in the sky that day and died at the hands of the fierce monk! The sect leader's beloved daughter was holding his body in the air. If Elder Qingxuan appears, I will Then eat this bluestone!"
A disciple of a sect had a sudden idea and felt that his advice was impeccable. Then he pointed at the bluestone slab under his feet and swore loudly. After saying that, I felt very proud of myself.
"No need to invite me, I am Qingxuan!"
As soon as the disciple finished speaking, everyone heard a loud shout that penetrated the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw an unforgettable scene: in the sky, seven immortals holding long swords and fluttering clothes lined up in a row, controlling the air.
In the 528th year of the Daxia Dynasty, Yuan Luo, Qingxuan's great disciple, entered Taixuan.
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