There are many majestic palaces and pavilions in the front mountain of Tongtian Peak, as well as many beautiful scenery. Three of the famous Qingyun Six Scenic Spots are here, namely Hongqiao, Yunhai and Cuiping. It is also very lively on weekdays, and there are often
The disciples in the sect move around and practice, and the Yuqing Hall, which is the center of the sect, is also on the top of the front mountain, adding a bit of solemnity.
In comparison, the mountains behind Tongtian Peak seem much quieter. As far as the eye can see, there are pines and cypresses everywhere, and ancient trees towering into the sky. Except for the occasional crisp bird song from deep in the forest, a faint mist floats.
There is almost no sound anymore. Few people come here on weekdays. A mountain road winds forward and goes straight into the depths of the forest. No one knows where it leads, making it seem more remote and mysterious.
Around noon on this day, with the sun high in the sky, Daoxuan finished handling many matters at hand in the Yuqing Hall, and after a few words of explanation to the people around him, he quietly left, and then appeared on the mountain trail behind Tongtian Peak.
Walking all the way into the forest, his expression looked solemn and even a bit cold, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
After walking deep into the forest for a while, Daoxuan saw that the mountain road ahead suddenly divided into two roads, and a stone tablet was erected on the roadside. Others might be a little hesitant, but he obviously already knew the terrain nearby.
Without even glancing at the stone tablet, he turned a corner and walked towards the road on the right. Behind him, standing silently on the stone tablet pointing in the direction of another mountain road, you could faintly see the Huanyue Cave.
's handwriting.
This road leads to the Ancestral Hall of the Patriarchs, another important site of Qingyun Sect. This hall, which enshrines the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of Qingyun Sect in the past, is hidden among pines and cypresses, with cornices and large pillars, solemn and thick, and gradually appears in front of him.
On a clearing of bluestone in front of the main hall, many dead pine needles fell, and there was a hint of fresh forest fragrance in the air. On the steps ahead, facing Daoxuan, was the main door of the ancestor's ancestral hall. Although it was
It was noon, but the ancestral hall was still very dark, with heavy curtains and silence. Only a few candles burned silently in the darkness, emitting some light.
Daoxuan walked over, stopped at the door, and glanced across the hall, but saw no one for a moment. He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "Master, disciple Daoxuan is here."
There was no movement in the ancestral hall, and no one responded to him. Only the weak candle suddenly flickered a few times. He seemed to be a little frightened, but he soon returned to normal.
Daoxuan waited for a while, and when there was no response, he called out again. After a while, Tian Chengzi's voice suddenly came from a dark depth in the ancestral hall, which seemed to be filled with a hint of fatigue and indifference.
, said: "What's the matter?"
Daoxuan did not dare to be negligent, he leaned down to salute, and then said respectfully: "Master, this disciple is here to invite you back to the Yuqing Hall."
Tianchengzi said: "I have been here several times in the past few days. Didn't I make it clear to you? After I was seriously injured, my Taoist mind was disordered. The front mountain is too noisy, so I need to rest here."
The worry in Daoxuan's eyes became heavier, and he lowered his head and said: "Master, the rise and fall of the Qingyun sect depends on you alone. The reputation and talent of the disciples are all insufficient. It is really overwhelming to act as the head of the sect these days. If it continues like this, it will only
I am afraid that I will betray the great trust of my master. A disciple’s reputation is of little importance, but if I miss the Qingyun Sect, I will never redeem myself. I sincerely ask Master to return to the mountain to take charge of the overall situation and make the decision for my Qingyun Sect.”
Tian Chengzi was silent for a moment and then said slowly: "But someone is dissatisfied with your handling of major and minor matters?"
Daoxuan was startled for a moment, shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just..."
Tian Chengzi interrupted him and said: "In that case, what do you have to worry about? Don't say any more, I won't go back."
Dao Xuan was dumbfounded, looking at the dim hall in front of him. Between the candlelights behind the heavy curtains, row after row of solemn spiritual tablets and spiritual tablets, they all seemed like majestic giants, looking at him coldly.
The person. His lips trembled slightly for a few times, and a deep but helpless look of anxiety flashed across his eyes. When he was about to try to say something again, he suddenly heard a violent burst from deep in the hall.
There was a gasping sound, and after a moment, it seemed like something suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp echo.
"bite……"
A small black thing rolled out from somewhere in the shadow, rolled around in a big circle on the ground, vibrated a few more times, then stopped and stopped on the ground of the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Daoxuan looked around and saw that the thing on the ground looked like a small round iron cover. It was dark and there was nothing strange about it. It was also dim and dull when it stopped there.
At this time, Tian Chengzi's voice suddenly came over again, and his tone became a little cold, saying: "What are you still doing over there?"
Dao Xuan's expression changed slightly. After gritting his teeth, he didn't dare to say anything more. He bowed his head and retreated. When he walked down the stone steps and turned around, he couldn't help but look back. He saw the solemn and heavy hall as if
He fell into silence again, and he did not see the figure of his mentor from beginning to end. At this moment, he seemed to be hiding in the darkness, becoming increasingly blurry.
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Wan Jian and the other five people walked in the desert for a few more days. They felt that the climate ahead was getting drier and drier, and the loess Gobi on the ground gradually began to transform into a complete desert. It seemed that they were approaching the entrance to the wilderness. The Northwest Wilderness
It is a famous dangerous place in the world, and it is said to be the birthplace of the Demon Cult. Since ancient times, it has been said that there are countless dangerous places in the wilderness, and outsiders can almost never go deep into it.
On this day, Wan Jianyi and others suddenly noticed a large number of figures in front of them, and they looked like they were all members of the Demon Cult.
The five of them were all shocked, because the remnants of the Demon Sect they saw along the way were obviously disorganized and mostly running around in small groups. It was rare to see such a large group gathering. And the location seemed to be just right.
It is at the edge of the entrance into the wild desert that it seems to be a little more subtle.
In this edge area, there are almost no mountains, woods and grass, but sand dunes piled with fine sand have begun to appear. Wan Jianyi and others found a sand dune and looked over there from a distance
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After watching for a while, Wan Jianyi said: "Look at the situation over there, it looks a bit like the people of the Ghost King Sect in the Demon Sect."
Cangsong, who was lying next to him, looked at it for a while, and faintly heard some crying sounds coming from the Ghost King Sect, so he softly said to Wan Jian: "Senior Brother Wan, have you noticed that the people there seem to be
There’s a lot of commotion, something seems to have happened?”
"Yeah." Wan Jianyi nodded slightly, but after pondering for a moment, he said decisively: "Forget it, let's not meddle in other people's business, business is important, let's go."
The rest of the people had no objections, so the five of them descended the sand dune quietly, took a big turn to avoid the chaotic Ghost King Sect team here, and continued to move forward. Not long after, they felt something outside them.
The temperature suddenly began to rise, the sun was scorching in the sky, the yellow sand was long, and we were already in a wild desert.
The endless desert seems to stretch to the horizon. Countless sand dunes, large and small, are scattered in the desert. When the strong wind blows, a sheet of wind and sand passes by overwhelmingly.
At the same time, when the five members of the Qingyun Sect took a brave step into the mysterious and unpredictable wilderness, the Ghost King Sect on the border of the wilderness was filled with gloom and gloom. Everyone was wailing and crying, white flags were erected, and Xiaowan
Dressed in mourning, he knelt down in front of a tent in the middle, crying loudly.
At the second watch of last night, the Ghost King, who was highly respected in the Holy Religion and had a long-lasting reputation, was seriously injured and could not recover, and finally passed away suddenly.
The Ghost King Sect immediately stopped marching as if they were mourning their heirs. Thousands of disciples of the Ghost King, who was originally the acting sect leader, came to visit. They were so grateful for their teacher's kindness that they couldn't bear to die. They cried to the point of fainting in front of their teacher's body several times, unable to do anything.
The entire Ghost King Sect was in chaos, and everyone was in danger. Soon, fellow members of the Holy Sect nearby were alerted, and some high-status people came to pay their respects.
The four holy envoys of the Devil's Sect soon arrived at the Ghost King Sect's camp. Qinglong first went to burn incense in front of the spiritual throne, then came over and lifted the white cloth covering the Ghost King's face. He took one last look at the Ghost King's remains, and then let out a long sigh, his expression
Xiao Suo said: "The hero has passed away, and the holy religion has declined."
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced to the side, only to see Xiao Wanyi, dressed in linen, kneeling on the side of the soul. He had not seen her for a few days. He looked like he had lost weight and his eye sockets were sunken.
, the energy and energy seemed to be exhausted in an instant. Qinglong shook his head and walked towards him.
Behind Qinglong, the other three holy envoys also came forward to offer incense and salute. However, compared to Qinglong, apart from Suzaku, who was dressed in black and masked with a black scarf, he could not see clearly the changes in his face. The expressions on the faces of Baihu and Xuanwu seemed to be different.
It was a bit subtle. Of course, it couldn't be joy, but it didn't seem like there was much sadness. After seeing the ghost king's remains, the two looked at each other and slowly walked to a quiet place. After a while, Suzaku also left.
Came over.
Seeing that there was no one around, Xuanwu suddenly said softly in a voice that only Bai Hu and Suzaku could hear: "I did some shady things in my early years. Do you know these things?"
Bai Hu glanced at him and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Xuanwu smiled, his expression did not change much, but his voice became softer and he said: "Someone has dealt with the appearance of the Ghost King Sect Master."
Baihu and Suzaku turned to look at him at the same time. Xuanwu shrugged but said nothing more.
After a moment, Bai Hu frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Xuanwu said calmly: "I guess our senior sect leader didn't pass away just after the second update last night." (To be continued)