On the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, there is the Ancestral Hall.
The Patriarch Hall is one of the holy places of Qingyunmen. It is a solemn and solemn place where the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of all generations are enshrined.
The head of the Qingyun Sect, Daoxuan, was dressed in a purple robe and stood in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet. His face was majestic and solemn, and his eyes were deep and bright, as if he could see through everything.
His figure looked unusually tall and majestic under the lights of the Patriarch Hall.
"Squeak~"
The door was pushed open, and Zhang Xiaofan walked in. He was also dressed in purple robes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he was an honest and kind man.
"As a disciple who has not yet entered the ranks of future generations, Zhang Xiaofan pays homage to the ancestors and the headmaster. May the Qingyun Sect remain immortal for eternity."
After kowtowing respectfully three times, the young man offered incense and bowed his head. He silently walked to Daoxuan's side, lowered his head, and bowed his head.
Facing the leader alone for the first time, he was a little nervous. Moreover, before coming over, the master looked at him in a strange way, which made him even more worried.
You know, he now possesses a profound Tianyin Temple skill, and even Tianyin Temple's unparalleled secret skill: Brahma Prajna, the master won't think that he is a secret spy, right?
"Zhang Xiaofan, after discussing with all the leaders, I have decided to appoint you as the young master of our Qingyun Sect. Do you have any opinions?"
"The master has an order, and the disciples will not give up even if they die!"
Daoxuan was startled. This disciple of Tian Buyi was so honest, why didn't he refuse?
After a moment of silence, Daoxuan continued: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. As the young master, you have to bear some things yourself. Now there is something related to the life and death of our Qingyun Sect that needs you to do. I don't know.
Are you willing?"
Zhang Xiaofan is a little strange. After all, there are still so many senior masters in the sect, many of whom have sword skills, and their cultivation is far beyond his own. Why can't this matter be his turn?
"Master, you don't know what's going on?"
Daoxuan let out a long sigh: "The Zhuxian Sword was stolen!"
Zhang Xiaofan:......
As a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, in addition to daily meditation practice, there is also a lesson on the history of Qingyun, which talks about the major things that the Qingyun Sect has done throughout the ages. It is said to increase everyone's centripetal force and sense of glory.
Three feet of green front is awe-inspiring, ten feet of red dust is guarding the soul.
According to classic records, the Qingyun lineage has a long history, and it has been more than two thousand years since its founding. Together with Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley, it is one of the three sects of the righteous path, and it is the leader of the righteous path.
Under the Qingyun sect, Patriarch Qingye obtained the ancient sword "Zhu Xian" in the "Huan Yue Cave", and fought with it all over the world. He was almost invincible. The descendants admired him and most of them practiced the fairy sword as a magic weapon.
Thousands of years later, swordsmen emerged in large numbers, and even the founder of the world passed down the "Zhuxian Sword Formation", which was extremely powerful.
Now that the Zhuxian Sword has been lost, what else can't be lost? Why don't you say that you have lost all of it? And for such a big thing, what's the use of finding him a young disciple?
Do you still expect him to rely on luck to pick it up again?
After pondering for a while, Zhang Xiaofan hesitated and said: "Master, the matter is serious. I wonder what the disciples can do?"
Daoxuan looked at him deeply.
His cultivation has reached the realm of Taiqing, he has refined his spirit and returned to the void, and his body has become one with heaven and earth. His spiritual power has mysterious abilities that ordinary people cannot imagine, the most important of which is sensing other people's thoughts.
To be fair, ordinary people, including Wan Jianyi, would know it at a glance. But he couldn't fathom this kid's thoughts at all. It was as deep and calm as an ancient well.
Sure enough, as long as a person has reached the level of a great practitioner, no matter who he is, he must have his own secrets.
"Xiao Fan, after long discussions with all of you, I have decided to use the sect's secret method passed down from generation to generation, and use your 'useless stick' to control the Zhuxian formation instead of the Zhuxian ancient sword.
In this way, until the Ancient Sword of Execution is recovered, our Qingyun Sect can at least ensure a basic deterrence to the outside world.
Of course, letting the useless stick replace the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals as the formation's eye is entirely up to your own free will. This will bring you great benefits, but also some drawbacks."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the leader quietly.
Dao Xuan continued slowly: "The disadvantage is that the eyes of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation have accumulated thousands of years of evil energy from our Qingyun Mountains. When you activate the sword formation, your mind will be invaded by the evil energy, and it is easy to go crazy.
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Of course, your useless stick has the magical effect of purifying the heart and purifying the soul. This matter may not have much impact on you, but the risk is still there.
You must know that all the leaders of Qingyun Sect have been outstanding for a while, but there are a few who have inner demons in their bodies and cannot extricate themselves.
As for the benefits, that formation eye is the center of Qingyun's earth veins. Every few hundred years, with the help of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, a drop of heavenly material and earthly treasure: Millennium Spiritual Milk will be condensed.
As a disciple of my Qingyun sect, those who have reached the pinnacle of the realm of supreme purity will have a 90% chance of breaking through to the highest realm of cultivation in the world: refining the spirit and returning to the void, the realm of Taiqing, with the help of the secret method and the consumption of spiritual milk."
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up.
Ever since he inexplicably achieved perfection in refining his energy and transformed into a god, and his strength had greatly improved, he has not made any progress for a long time.
According to Master, if you want to enter the highest level of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", you may have an epiphany in one day, or you may not be able to break through it in your lifetime.
If you can become a great monk, will you be able to attract the attention of Senior Sister Tian and the approval of Master and Mother? Finally, become the head of the clan, marry Senior Sister, have two children, a boy and a girl, and your life will be complete?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan knelt down directly: "Master, we practitioners should strictly discipline ourselves, abide by our true intentions, sacrifice our lives for righteousness, and turn the tide of our school from fire and water. Disciples volunteer to become the sword bearers of the Zhuxian Sword Formation!"
"Okay!" Dao Xuan was extremely satisfied: "But let's make it clear first. According to the speculations of my senior brother and I, the person who stole the Zhuxian Ancient Sword should be a great master of formations, and his attainments are even higher than those of Qingyun, the founder of our sect.
Above people.
Although you have become one with the useless stick, you can sense it no matter how far away you are. But to prevent any unexpected events, before taking over as the leader, I hope that you can always stay in Huanyue Mountain Cave to ensure the safety of the useless stick."
Zhang Xiaofan nodded heavily: "Yes!"
The leader is not young at all, and he is just looking after the door. Moreover, Huanyue Mountain Cave is a restricted area, so it is usually convenient for the senior sister to come over and deliver meals.
Then can't I be alone with my senior sister and talk?
hey-hey!
Daoxuan stepped forward to help Zhang Xiaofan up and said in a deep voice: "You get up first, there is something extremely important coming next!"
Zhang Xiaofan is a little strange, what is more important than the Zhu Xian Sword?
"Cangsong, come out!"
A person slowly walked out of the side room. He was tall, cold and serious. He was the leader of Longshou Peak: Cangsong Zhenren.
Zhang Xiaofan was startled. When Caomiao Village was massacred, he and Lin Jingyu were the only two people who remained sane. The two had been close friends since childhood, and they had occasionally met each other to reminisce over the past few years.
According to Lin Jingyu, although Master Cangsong was strict with his disciples, he took great care of them in their daily lives.
Brother Master, of course we can’t wait any longer.
"Junior Zhang Xiaofan, pay homage to Master Cangsong."
Cangsong had a complicated expression on his face. He took a deep look at the boy, was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, the massacre of Caomiao Village back then has something to do with me."
In an instant, Zhang Xiaofan's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with tears, as if he could not accept this cruel fact. His body was trembling, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain in his heart.
At this moment, the young man's throat was dry and he couldn't even make a sound. He just listened to Cangsong's story silently.
"Back then, senior brother Wan Jianyi and I had a close relationship. He treated me like a teacher and a father. Then one day, the boss suddenly told me that my senior brother had gone crazy and even killed my master.
Killing the master, according to the master's commandments, is a plant. I don't accept it, but it's useless.
After this incident, I became obsessed. I must try my best to kill Daoxuan and avenge my senior brother in my lifetime.
My cultivation level was not enough, so I looked for some magical means: colorful centipedes, poisonous blood flags... Finally, I learned that Master Puzhi had a blood-devouring bead in his hand, so I secretly ambush and started a fight outside Caomiao Village.
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But I didn’t expect that Pu Zhi was superior, so I had no choice but to retreat in defeat. After returning, I heard that the entire Caomiao Village was massacred.”
Zhang Xiaofan's face gradually turned red, his eyes turned red, and he asked directly: "In other words, you didn't kill the people in Caomiao Village?"
Cangsong nodded: "Although I was blinded by hatred at the time, how could a man slaughter unarmed villagers wantonly if he did something or not? Besides, any demonic monk has more blood than your entire village combined, so I don't
It’s not necessary.”
"Who could that be?" Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised.
No wonder no information has been found about this matter for so many years. Cangsong is responsible for intelligence discipline, so he should investigate himself?
"Although I don't know, there is someone who must know!" Cangsong said with certainty.
"who?"
"Puzhi!" Cangsong shouted loudly: "After the case in Caomiao Village, as far as I know, Puzhi did not die after taking banned drugs. Instead, he returned to Tianyin Temple and passed away.
At that time, he was the only great cultivator in Caomiao Village. Unless it was Caomiao Village that Puzhi massacred himself, otherwise with his compassionate and noble nature, he would definitely fight the murderer, and at least know the details of the other party."
Zhang Xiaofan fell into deep thought.
The master was willing to risk his life to help him for a child he had never met. He would definitely take action when he saw the demon Tucun. What Cangsong said was indeed reasonable.
"Xiao Fan, now I can also promise you: as long as you know the details of the murderer's moves, even if you don't know who did it, our entire Qingyun Sect will go out to find the truth for you.
No matter which demonic sect you belong to, no matter what the price you pay, if you do your best to eliminate evil, you will not hesitate to fight until you find your murderer!" Daoxuan on the side solemnly promised.
When in charge of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it is easy for evil spirits and inner demons to enter the body. According to the experience of past masters, the most important thing to fight against evil spirits and inner demons is to untie the heart knot. He did not dare to let Zhang Xiaofan go to Huanyue Cave with his obsession.
, otherwise, if you can’t think about it at the critical moment and give the sect a sword, everyone will be finished immediately.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the pines.
If Master Puzhi had not been seriously injured and died of this person, would Puzhi be able to stop the demon from massacring the village one day? So, the death of the whole village had a lot to do with Cangsong?
"Buzz~"
Violent infuriating fluctuations.
Cangsong trembled all over, his face turned pale, his beard and hair turned white in an instant, and he collapsed directly to the ground. Fortunately, Daoxuan was able to hold him up.
Holding his lower abdomen, the originally aloof leader of Longshou Peak said calmly: "Xiaofan, if you do something wrong, you should pay the price. This is what I owe you.
According to the rules, I should have committed suicide directly to apologize, but you and brother Jingyu have a deep relationship. If he knew that his most respected teacher died in front of you in the future, there might be some misunderstanding.
So, forgive me as an old man, but I still want to go back and say a few words to my apprentice one last time and apologize."
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked in his heart, and he waved his hand, and a short golden stick appeared in the void, and he wanted to step forward to help treat him.
"Haha, no need. I used the Qingyun Forbidden Technique. My Dantian, tendons and veins were all broken, and my mind was scattered. Even Daluo Jinxian couldn't save me. Say goodbye!" After saying that, Cangsong gently pushed Daoxuan away, stood up straight, and slowly
Leave.
Under the night, that tall body stood tall and tall.
Isn't it also a hero to admit your mistakes and be willing to take responsibility?
After another long silence, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly thought of a question: If he didn't have the strength he has now, if he didn't have a useless stick, if he didn't have his master to argue for him, would Cangsong be like this?
So, what is the right way, what is justice, and what is the evil way?
If the Ghost King Sect can just change its name and come to Qingyun Gate to talk and laugh with the leader of the righteous path, is this what the masters call putting down the butcher's knife, the so-called justice?
This world seems to be different from the one in the book. Every sect and every person is not only black and white, but also gray. He can even become white or black at any time, depending on where he stands.
What do people say.
Therefore, if you want to be righteous, you should be like the leader, become an unparalleled strong man, and stand on a high place! If you want not to become a so-called devil, you must stand on the highest level!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan smiled, clasped his fists, and bent down: "Master, Xiaofan has made all preparations and has nothing to worry about!"
Daoxuan then nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, before I teach you the secret of body protection and enter the Huanyue Ancient Cave, I have one more thing to ask you.
According to calculations, in seven days it will be the time for you to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation and master the Zhuxian Sword Formation. At that time, you can activate the great formation directly and let them see the power of my world's best sword formation in front of everyone at the ceremony.
Moreover, if possible, the sword intention can be slightly biased towards the Mao Wang Sect and his party, do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaofan pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Follow your orders!"
Not having a sword and having a sword but not using it are two different things!
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Seven days later, the Young Master canonization ceremony will be held.
This matter is of great importance, and not long after, there will be a Qingyun Competition once every six years. Famous families in the world, Fenxiang Valley, and Tianyin Temple all sent elders and high-level officials to watch the ceremony.
The great monks also came with many young heroes to see the style of the leader of the righteous path and the heroes of the world.
When Baguio got up early in the morning, he found that Lele was missing. He walked around, asked Lu Xueqi who was meditating beside him, and even went to the hot spring bath in Xiaozhu Peak, where female disciples cleanse their bodies at the 'Tingyuxuan', but couldn't find it.
Bizarre!
The ceremony was about to start, so Baguio had no choice but to follow the flow of people to the square. From time to time, he anxiously asked the female disciples passing by: "Have you seen my Lele? That's a very small and cute cat."
According to custom, if Lele is not here with her, he must be in the arms of other female disciples, or fishing outside. It is so lively today, and according to his personality, he will not go fishing.
In the Tianchi below Hongqiao, the water unicorn roared loudly at the little yellow cat eating melon on its head.
"Roar!"
[Didn’t you say your name is Sangbiao? Why does your family’s shit shoveler call you Lele? 】
The little yellow cat looked a little confused.
"Meow~"
[That’s my younger brother, the shit shoveler is old and forgetful.]
"Lele!"
Baguio stood in front of Shui Qilin, mouth bulging, arms akimbo, angry.
