Obviously, the blue jade slip records the eight swords of Xiaoyong.

Song Qingyi looked solemn and solemnly worshipped the remains of Taoist Qingqian, then he took the green jade slip from Taoist Qingqian's hand and put it carefully. Then he used a flying sword to dig the words engraved on the ground, and finally picked up Taoist Qingqian's body and the green flying sword beside him and put it into his belt.

The blue flying sword is the natal flying sword of Taoist Qing.

Then, the two of them checked the entire cave up and down, and confirmed that nothing was left behind before leaving the cave.

The Xuansong Sword passed through the sky with a pine-colored sword light and flew towards Guizang Mountain. The time it took to go back was almost half as long as it was when it came, because although Song Qingyi did not show his face, he felt a lot of sadness and anger in his heart.

After returning to Zhongshu Peak, Song Qingyi took Song Mingting straight to Zhongshu Pavilion.

In Zhongshu Pavilion, Keji Zhenren was meditating and practicing. When he saw Song Qingyi and Song Mingting arrive, he said wonder: "Why did you come here at this time? Is there something wrong with your cultivation? Or is something happening?"

The real person of Ke Ji keenly realized that something was wrong with Song Qingyi's emotions. He was the one who grew up watching Song Qingyi since childhood, so although Song Qingyi was a little dull and straightforward, he would not show even if he was in a bad mood, but what Song Qingyi was in is still visible.

Song Qingyi was silent for a moment before speaking: "Master, we have found the body of Grand Master Qingsheng."

The real person of Ke Ji was stunned for a moment.

Song Qingyi's words were too headless and unfinished, and the era in which the Taoist Qingqi was located was too far away from him, so even the real person of Jiji did not remember who the uncle of Grand Master Qingqi was mentioned by his eldest disciple.

However, Keji Zhenren is the lord of the peak after all, and even Song Qingyi knows it, he cannot be unclear. So after a moment of stunnedness, Keji Zhenren quickly realized who the uncle of Grand Master Qingsheng was talking about in his eldest disciple.

"Where is it?" Ke Ji Zhenren's face suddenly became very serious.

Such a serious expression is really rare on the face of a real person who has always been gentle and gentle.

Song Qingyi took out the remains of Taoist Qing and the Qing Sword together.

Keji Zhenren stood up all of a sudden. He came to Song Qingyi almost instantly and took the Qingshang Sword.

He stroked the sword body of Qingfeng Sword with a serious look on his face, and looked at the remains of Qingfeng Taoist, and was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Keji Zhenren finally said solemnly: "Yes, this is indeed the remains of Grand Master Qingfeng. Where did you find the remains of Grand Master? Also, who was the Great Master killed?"

Song Qingyi and Song Mingting looked at each other and said in a deep voice: "It's the Red Eyebrow Real Person of Chunyang Sect."

"What did you say?!" Keji Zhenren's face suddenly changed, and he seemed to be unable to believe his ears. After confirming that he was right, a terrible aura suddenly appeared on Keji Zhenren.

The sudden burst of momentum shocked the birds outside the pavilion scattered and flew away. Although Ke Ji Zhenren quickly restrained his momentum, the momentum of the explosion still shocked half of the birds in the forest flew away.

"Tell me carefully." The calmer Ke Ji Zhenren said.

Song Qingyi directly took out the rock carved with the last words of Taoist Qingyi.

Ke Ji's true man's eyes instantly fell on the last words. The more he looked, the gloomy his face became. After reading it, his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

After a while, Keji Zhenren raised his head and asked, "Where did you find the remains of the Grand Master's uncle?"

Song Mingting said the location, and a hint of confusion appeared on the face of Keji Zhenren: "No, it shouldn't be there, it's almost close to the mountain gate. Isn't it too late to ask for help from Grand Master Qingfeng?"

On the side, Song Mingting listened quietly. This was actually something he couldn't understand. The remains of the Grand Master Qingqian's uncle were not far from the mountain gate. At this distance, Grand Master Qingqian could completely ask for help. But from the beginning to the end, the Grand Master Qingqian did not receive any requests from Grand Master Qingqian. To be honest, Grand Master Qingqian had already escaped to their Guizang Sword Pavilion, but eventually died, which was a bit unreasonable.

But I can't figure it out. After all, this happened five hundred years ago. Not only is the uncle of Grand Master Qingsheng dead, but even the real person Chimei, who was the murderer, has been dead for hundreds of years. Therefore, what happened at that time has become an eternal mystery.

After pondering for a while, Keji Zhenren said to Song Qingyi and Song Mingting: "You stay here, I'll go see the leader." After that, he rolled up the remains of Taoist Qingfeng and his last words, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the pavilion.

Song Mingting and Song Qingyi looked at each other. This was the first time they saw such a gloomy look on their master's face. Of course, this was the second time that Song Mingting had sent back the remains of Taoist Qing's sacred man.

The two of them had no interest in talking and began to wait quietly.

Not long after, Ke Jizhen came back.

After Keji came back, he didn't say much, but said to the two of them with a serious expression, "Follow me to meet the leader", and then rolled up the two of them and rushed towards the sky.

The white gold streaming light rushed into the sky and soon fell on the huge black and white yin and yang clouds in the middle of Guizang's six peaks.

Song Mingting stepped on the clouds that were as solid as the essence. There were several small peaks in the center of the clouds. On the top of the highest mountain, there was a tall and majestic attic hidden among the faint clouds, both solemn and unreasonably secluded.

Looking at the majestic shelf, a few nostalgic expressions flashed in Song Mingting's gaze.

This is the famous Guizang Pavilion!

Guizang Pavilion is the most important building for their Guizang Jian Pavilion. It was built by the founder of Guizang Immortals. It is the place where the sect discusses affairs, and the residence of the leaders of all dynasties. It is also the cave of their Guizang Jian Pavilion.

The cave heaven is the most important thing of a large sect, and it is an independent small world that requires supreme magical powers to open up. If a sect does not have a cave heaven in it, it cannot be called a large sect.

The so-called "beautiful world of caves" refers to this. Without beautiful world of caves, you are not qualified to call your sect a major sect.

Their cave heaven in Guizang Jian Pavilion is called "Guizang Cave Heaven". It was opened by the ancestor Guizang with its supreme supernatural powers. Later, it was opened and strengthened by the ancestors of all generations, and has become one of the several cave heavens in the Taoist world today.

Walking above the clouds, the spiritual energy that hits us almost condenses into rain and fog, rich and exquisite.

Song Mingting's mind was moving rapidly in his body, and in the blink of an eye, his cultivation level improved. There was no way, the spiritual energy here was too rich and essence. If he could stay here for a long time, his cultivation speed would be more than ten times faster!
Chapter completed!