The next day, the Qingyun Sect Seven Meridians Martial Arts Conference started as scheduled. However, the strange thing was that the person presiding over the conference this time was not the conventional current leader Tian Chengzi, but Daoxuan, the great disciple of Tian Chengzi. However, because of this
For some time now, the entire Qingyun Sect has actually been controlled by Daoxuan himself. Almost everyone in the sect has been accustomed to this situation, so although many people were a little surprised, no one really said anything.
The announcement to the outside world is that the leader, Tian Chengzi, has been in seclusion recently. He has encountered some setbacks in his cultivation and suffered backlash. He is meditating and recuperating and does not want to go out.
This is naturally an excellent reason, and no one can say anything. At the same time, some people noticed that Senior Brother Daoxuan who spoke at the conference did not seem to be in a very good condition. Although it seemed to be fine at first, he spoke
He was short of energy, and his face looked a little pale and weak, and he seemed to be worried. Perhaps, he was also worried about the injury of his master Tianchengzi Zhenren.
In addition, Wan Jianyi, who has always been alongside Daoxuan, did not appear at this conference. Although everyone was a little surprised, many people knew that Senior Brother Wan seemed to have had an accident a while ago and lost one
It can be said that the strength of the arm was severely damaged, and the damage to the Taoist conduct was not small. Perhaps it was because of this that the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament was abandoned.
But anyway, for heroes like Wan Jianyi, it doesn't matter whether he participates in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Conference or not. It cannot stop Qingyun's fellow disciples from admiring this great hero who has returned from the wilderness.
In contrast, the two famous figures of the Qingyun Sect who were sitting on the high platform, Master Zhenyu of Xiaozhu Peak and Zheng Tong of Dazhu Peak, had extremely gloomy expressions on their faces, which could even be said to be a bit scary.
Even their most beloved disciples did not dare to come forward to disturb them. However, in view of such a grand and solemn occasion, everyone felt relieved.
The various arrangements for the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Conference have actually been arranged long ago. One by one, now they are just doing it step by step, so the progress of the conference is still very smooth. There are many outstanding disciples of Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians
, they showed off their talents and talents on this rare stage and fought happily.
For several days in a row, many young disciples with outstanding talents and profound Taoism emerged from the Qingyun Sect Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, far better than the previous generations. People only feel that the Qingyun Sect will be vigorous and have a bright future in the future. Among many people, perhaps
By coincidence, or perhaps due to their bravery and diligence in practicing life and death, they went to the wild Cangsong, Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang, and performed particularly well. They advanced all the way and defeated many opponents, making everyone look up to them.
Among them, Tian Buyi from Dazhu Peak is the biggest dark horse in this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament. With a red flame fairy sword in his hand, as well as an incomparable solid foundation and unparalleled strength, he has reached the top four in one fell swoop.
His name caused a sensation in the entire Qingyun Sect, and he became famous from then on, and was officially favored and praised by Elder Zheng Tong, the first leader of Dazhu Peak.
Tian Buyi himself was naturally very happy about Tian Buyi's achievements, but the happiest person was Suru. In fact, Wu Suru himself also participated in this Seven Meridians Meeting, and performed equally well. She had a strange-shaped magic weapon, Amber Zhu Ling,
She has defeated countless fellow disciples, and even when she encounters a strong opponent, in the midst of a fierce battle, she suddenly uses an unparalleled sharp Mo Xue Sword to frustrate the powerful enemy, which can be said to steal the show.
But when everyone was cheering in an uproar, Daoxuan, who was standing in the distance, stared at the Moxue Divine Sword in Suru's hand, his eyes were filled with sadness.
On the day when the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Conference came to an end, the sky was filled with sunset, emitting a magnificent and majestic light. Everyone cheered and dispersed. Everyone believed that this ancient sect would definitely become more powerful in the future.
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Suru was in a very good mood. She wanted to protect Tian Buyi more for herself, but now she had an idea that she couldn't wait to talk to her master, Master Zhenwu, and that was to ask her old man to agree that she could become a Taoist with Tian Buyi.
companion.
She has been practicing under Master Zhenyi since she was a child, and she knows her master's temperament very well. If a male disciple with little achievements in ordinary times wants to go to Xiaozhu Peak, she will probably kick him out, let alone find him.
We have become friends with the female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak. However, Tian Buyi shines this time, and he must be able to gain the master's attention. It is better to strike while the iron is hot and go to talk to her quickly.
However, after the conference ended and everyone dispersed, Suru suddenly found that she could not find her master. Not only that, Senior Uncle Zheng Tong from Dazhu Peak and Senior Brother Daoxuan who presided over the conference were also missing. Suru was a little anxious.
I got up and made several inquiries in Yuqing Hall, but no one knew anything. Finally, I suddenly had an idea and remembered that someone said a few days ago that Senior Brother Daoxuan often went to the Houshan Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.
Master Tianchengzi's uncle was injured while practicing, so they must have gone to visit him?
Thinking of this, Suru hurried to the back mountain. Along the way, she saw that the sky was getting dark and the old trees in the mountain were twisted and seemed to have a ferocious look. After walking outside the ancestor's ancestral hall, Suru saw the main hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall in the distance.
There was a light in the middle and several figures standing there. She immediately became happy and hurried towards that place.
She had only walked a few steps when suddenly she heard an angry shout coming from over there, and it was the voice of her master, Master Zhenyu. Suru swore that she had never heard such a shrill and twisted voice from her master in her life, and shouted
:
"Bastard, do you believe that I can kill you, a rebellious traitor, with one strike?"
Suru was taken aback and shrank subconsciously, then hid in the shadow of a nearby tree, then carefully poked her head out and looked into the main hall.
I saw four figures in the main hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall at this moment. Master Zhenyu and Uncle Zheng Tong were both standing there with pale faces, while senior brother Daoxuan was kneeling in front of them. There was another person beside Daoxuan.
Dressed in white, he was none other than Wan Jianyi. In addition, deep in the hall, there seemed to be another person behind the four of them, lying flat on the ground but covered with a yellow cloth, making it unclear who he was.
who.
After Master Zhenyu scolded him angrily, Daoxuan's face turned pale, he knelt on the ground and said solemnly: "Two uncles, things here are quite complicated. Please listen to me."
Master Zhenyu has always had a strong temper and did not give Daoxuan a chance to defend himself. He just sneered and said: "You have done such a heinous evil and disobeyed and killed your master. How dare you talk to me!"
Outside the main hall, Suru instantly felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, her whole body was shaking, she reached out her hand to cover her mouth, and looked into the main hall with a look of fear on her face.
Daoxuan smiled miserably and was speechless, but at this moment, Wan Jianyi suddenly saw Wan Jianyi kneeling in front of Daoxuan, expressionlessly saying to Master Zhenyu and Zheng Tong:
"Two senior uncles, you all wrongly blamed senior brother. In fact, it was me who actually committed murder that day. Senior brother, he took all the blame because he wanted to save me."
Dao Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Wan Jian. Wan Jian's face was ashen, as if all the heroic ambitions in this life had been in vain, leaving only a withered heart. He looked back at Dao Xuan and said slowly:
"Senior brother, your talents are ten times better than mine. In the future, only you can lead the Qingyun Sect to the sky and become the most righteous sect in the world. If I do such evil things, I will never be able to redeem myself. From now on, the Qingyun Sect will never be redeemed."
It’s all up to you.”
Daoxuan's voice was hoarse, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhenyi and Zheng Tong looked at each other at this moment. After a moment, Zheng Tong suddenly took a step forward and said in a deep voice:
"No matter what happens in this matter, Senior Brother Tianchengzi is the leader of my Qingyun family, and his reputation cannot be ruined in one lifetime. And he has worked so hard to raise the two of you, and he should not have suffered this fate no matter what!
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Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi both lowered their bodies and could not speak.
Master Zhenyu said coldly: "What I just said makes it clear. For the sake of my Qingyun sect, I and Junior Brother Zheng Tong can be blind for once, but Senior Brother Tianchengzi's merits in this life will never be buried. One generation.
The master of the sect cannot die like this without any explanation, someone must give an explanation."
After that, she and Zheng Tong turned around and walked out of the hall, but they did not go far, but just stood outside the hall with their backs turned. In the distance, in the trees somewhere outside the hall, the shadows of the trees were trembling slightly.
, at this time there was no one around.
At this time, the sky became dark and night finally came.
In the main hall, Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi stood up slowly and looked at each other. Both of their faces were extremely pale. Wan Jianyi smiled forcefully, with a sad look on his face, and whispered:
"Brother, let's do it."
Daoxuan's lips trembled a few times, then turned to look at the two figures outside the door. After a moment, he slowly raised the sword in his hand.
The sword body trembled a little, and the sword light was bright, reflecting the faces of the two of them.
In the ancient ancestral hall, there seemed to be a faint mournful song, like ancient sacrificial Sanskrit sounds, quietly singing lonely ancient songs.
Suddenly a sharp sound roared up, like a meteor piercing the sky, illuminating the entire hall. The light at that moment was like his life, burning all his talent, passion and blood in a short period of time, radiating out
Unparalleled brilliance illuminates every corner of this ancient Qingyun Mountain.
Then dim.
Then leave.
Return to darkness...
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Three days later, bells of mourning and music rang out in the Yuqing Palace of Qingyun Mountain. The master, Tian Chengzi, suffered an old injury due to a setback in his cultivation, and passed away at the ancestor's ancestral hall on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak. On his deathbed, he left a will to pass on the position of master to the great nation.
Disciple Daoxuan.
Since then, the Qingyun Sect's luck has gradually strengthened, and its strength has grown day by day. Countless talented masters have emerged, becoming famous all over the world and attracting attention from the world. Finally, decades later, they have taken the position of the most righteous sect in the world and are respected and worshiped by the world.
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But on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, in the dusty and lonely place where few people came, there was an old man with white hair and one arm. He often took a broom and swept the outside of the hall.
There seemed to be endless fallen leaves. Occasionally, he would look into the distance, through the ancient and dense forest, looking at the forever towering and majestic Tongtian Peak. He was in a daze, and spent day after day, year after year, like this.
years of years.
Time passes as before, but the handsome young man is gone, leaving only the sword whistling in the air, lamenting the vicissitudes of the world. (To be continued)