"Knock, knock, knock!" Yang Ming knocked on the wooden door gently, but there was no response inside. Yang Ming knocked on the door again, but there was still no response. This was very strange. Could it be that Yang Qingping went out?
Shen Zixiu was also puzzled. Yang Qingping usually didn't go out. Even when he went out, he would walk around in front of the house and bask in the sun, and rarely leave the house.
At this time, a person passed by and saw someone in front of Yang Qing's bungalow, and said, "Are you looking for Patriarch Qingping? She is probably still at the waterfall in the southeast corner and hasn't come back yet. You can try your luck there.
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"Thank you, elder, for showing me the way." Yang Ming saluted respectfully and thanked him. The people here were all hidden masters of the nine sects, and they were worthy of Yang Ming's salute. The man waved his hand and said there was no need to be more polite, and then left.
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"Now that you know the location of Ancestor Qingping, I have completed my mission. I will go ahead and say hello to Ancestor Qingping for me." Shen Zixiu also proposed to leave. He has not returned to Holy Soul Mountain for ten years.
Yes, of course I have my own things to deal with.
Under the respectful looks of Yang Ming and Yang Yongxin, Shen Zixiu also left, leaving only the father and son.
"Tomorrow, let's go, let's go find Ancestor Qingping."
Yang Yongxin was the first to speak, Yang Ming nodded, and then the two of them walked to the southeast.
In front of the waterfall, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. The water vapor from the waterfall wet her clothes and clung to her exquisite and convex body, but she remained unmoved and just sat quietly, like water waves.
His eyes reflected on the ripples of the water, full of sadness and deathly silence.
"Boohoo."
Two figures fell from the sky. After looking around, they immediately spotted her. It was difficult not to find her. The space around her was filled with a dead atmosphere. Yang Yongxin's eyes shrank and the figure said seriously: "Ancestor Qingping
I guess I can no longer suppress it, and my emotions have materialized and affected the space.”
Yang Ming looked at the beautiful figure with her eyes closed in surprise. Thousands of years seemed to have left no trace on her body. After adding his father's words, he immediately asked: "Why do you say that Patriarch Qingping can't suppress it?"
Already?"
Yang Yongxin said: "Ancestor Qingping is the most talented person in the Purple Dragon Palace in the past thousand years. Of course it is you now, but her qualifications are also amazing. She is already a White Soul Demon Warrior at the age of less than thirty.
Her father also placed high hopes on her being able to break through to the spiritual realm at the age of forty."
"But fate plays tricks on people. My beloved died in battle, and I still haven't found the place where he died. After learning about it, Patriarch Qingping frantically searched all over the continent, but unfortunately I didn't find anything. After he came back, he suppressed his realm.
, lived in seclusion on the Holy Soul Mountain for a thousand years, just to find her sweetheart one day. Now she can no longer suppress her state, and she will face the catastrophe of spiritual transformation at any time."
After listening to Yang Yongxin's words, Yang Ming also felt the same way. The person he loved most died in the battle and could not even see him for the last time. In other words, he would wait for news about his beloved, even if the chance was extremely slim, he would still wait.
Go down.
"Father, I can tell you now that Ancestor Qingping's wish has been fulfilled!" After Yang Ming finished speaking, without waiting for the other party to react, he walked towards Yang Qingping who was not far away.
Yang Yongxin stood there thinking about his son's words, and the next moment he looked at his son's figure in disbelief. Ancestor Qingping's wish was to find the one he loves. Yang Ming said that it had been achieved, which means that he...
Yang Ming walked to Yang Qingping step by step, and sat down cross-legged in front of the latter. The dead silence around him made him feel great pressure. Is this the pressure of quasi-spiritual transformation? This is what Yang Ming had in mind at this time
thoughts in.
"Little guy, what are you doing here?" Yang Qingping said without opening her eyes. In fact, she had already sensed Yang Ming before he approached the waterfall, but she didn't know why he came to her. She couldn't suppress it now.
The restless magic energy in his body was suppressed, and he had no intention of paying attention to Yang Ming, so he just ignored him.
"Ancestor, I am Yang Ming from the Purple Dragon Palace. I came to visit you today because I was entrusted by a certain senior." Yang Ming said respectfully.
"Entrusted by someone? Are you a disciple or asking me to come out? If it is for these two reasons, you can go back." Yang Qingping still did not open his eyes and said in an extremely cold tone.
"No, ancestor, please look at this." Yang Ming took out an old bracelet from his arms and placed it in front of Yang Qingping.
Yang Qingping's eyes finally moved, cracking a crack, and the appearance of the bracelet came into her eyes instantly. The next moment, her eyes opened completely, and the originally dead atmosphere around her suddenly boiled like boiling water.
"Tell me where you got this bracelet!"
At this time, Yang Qingping's face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to burst. His huge momentum was released without any restraint, and even the waterfall hanging behind him was forced to flow backwards by the fierce momentum.
Yang Ming used all his strength to resist the huge momentum and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Ancestor... don't be excited..."
After Yang Qingping heard Yang Ming's words, she realized that she was too excited and did not consider that the other party was still a child, so she immediately calmed down, but her eyes still revealed her inner uneasiness.
Yang Ming was relieved and let out a long breath. He was almost knocked to the ground by the aura. It was indeed the aura of the Quasi-Spiritual Transformation Realm, even more powerful than the Perfect White Soul.
After calming down, Yang Ming said: "Ancestor Qingping, this junior got this from Senior Zhushan's tomb. Senior Zhushan asked this junior to give it to you."
"Well, Zhushan, you have kept me waiting for so many years, hahaha..."
Yang Qingping suddenly laughed crazily, but tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes. Yang Ming could feel the heartbreak hidden in the former's laughter, but he couldn't say any words of comfort and could only look at it with extremely regretful eyes.
she.
Yang Qingping cried and laughed crazily for seven days and seven nights. On the first day, Yang Yongxin had already gone back. As the person in charge of the Purple Dragon Palace, there were endless matters waiting for him to deal with every day, although Lu Xiaoyue helped him deal with it when he was away.
, but you can’t always let your wife handle it. Some things are better handled by yourself.
The tears had dried up and there were no more tears. Yang Qingping seemed to have shed a thousand years of tears in seven days. Yang Ming stood motionless beside her like a loyal soldier, guarding her. Finally she stopped crying.
Laughing, her whole body regained her composure, except that the old bracelet was put on her hand again.
"Your name is Yang Ming, right? Then I want to ask you, where is the tomb in Zhushan?" Yang Qingping asked Yang Ming in as calm a tone as possible, but the slightly trembling lips showed that her heart was not as calm as she appeared.
"Hui Ancestor, in the mountains and forests northwest of Shanhe City." Yang Ming recalled it and said.
"Take me there."
Yang Qingping stretched out his jade-like onion-like fingers and swiped in the air, tearing out a space crack more than three feet long. He took Yang Ming's hand and drilled directly into the space crack.
A few minutes later, they arrived at Shanhe City. Although Yang Ming and Yang Qingping came together, their inner feelings were different. The former did not have too many feelings, but the latter came to this place again after a thousand years.
Feeling deeply.
"After all, things are still different and people are different!"
Yang Qingping sighed and flew northwest. Yang Ming followed closely behind her. Although he was good at observing words and expressions, he didn't know what Yang Qingping was thinking at this time.
It didn't take long for Yang Ming to bring Yang Qingping to the cliff where he fell. The last time he came here, he experienced many dangers due to his low strength. This time, he had a smooth journey and reached the cliff smoothly.
You can find the entrance of Zhushan Tomb through the protruding platform.
After passing through a deep passage, the two came to the "palace" in the depths. They said it was a palace. That was because Yang Ming had never seen a palace before, so he thought it was a palace. Now, after experiencing so many things, he also arrived
I have visited several big powers, and now I no longer think of them as palaces, they are just nicer-looking houses.
Yang Qingping was lost in thought while looking at the epitaph. He could no longer suppress his emotions and burst into tears. However, his tears had already dried up, and he actually shed two tears of blood. He shouted in a piercing voice: "I, Yang Qingping, swear to God.
, we must find all the people who killed Zhushan and let them be buried with him!"
There was a thunder in the sky, which seemed to be in response to Yang Qingping's oath, and the latter's robes floated slowly without any wind. Outside the tomb, black clouds were pressing down, and thunder snakes were scurrying among the clouds, causing the entire mountain forest to tremble.
The monster was lying on the ground, not daring to breathe loudly.
Yang Ming also sensed the power of heaven and earth outside, and looked at Yang Qingping in horror. He did not expect that the latter would trigger the catastrophe at this time. Although the latter had already had enough strength to trigger the catastrophe, but suppressed it for thousands of years, so that
The original spiritual transformation catastrophe became extremely terrifying, and its power was even more terrifying than the thunder catastrophe triggered by Wu Tianguang in the Purple Dragon Palace that day!
"Can Ancestor Qingping make it through safely?" Yang Ming looked at Yang Qingping dancing in the air with worried eyes and whispered.
"boom!"
After the calamity cloud brewed for a long time, the first calamity thunder finally fell. This calamity thunder directly penetrated the rock formations above Yang Qingping's head. Wherever the lightning struck, all tangible objects were turned into powder, without exception, forming a line from the top of the mountain.
The passage leading directly to the Zhushan Tomb fell on Yang Qingping.
"Zizzizi..."
The electric arc kept jumping on Yang Qingping's body, and the latter could not see any pain except for the burnt black on his clothes. The pain of the thunderbolt hitting his body was not one ten thousandth of the pain in his heart. This is Yang Qingping's.
The feeling at this time.
Another bolt of lightning struck her, this time more powerful, but Yang Qingping still endured it expressionlessly. She smiled angrily to the sky and said: "Haha, is this the only power you have?"
"Boom boom boom!"
The sky seemed to be angered by her words, and three thunderbolts struck down in succession, each one becoming more powerful than the last. Yang Ming's scalp was numb, and he silently prayed for Yang Qingping in his heart.
The people of Shanhe City, looking at the thunder pillar that penetrated the heaven and earth in the distance, knelt down and worshiped, and kept saying words such as "miracles are coming". Only some demon warriors with high realms understood this.
What does thunder and lightning represent?
The person in charge of the Chaos Church in Shanhe City immediately reported the matter to his superiors, but it would take time to report the matter. When it reached the ears of the nine monarchs of Shenzong, the heavenly tribulation had come to an end, and the last tribulation thunder was left.