Chapter 4 The Guardian Sword of That Year, Erected in front of the Demon Suppressing Monument
Gu Yusheng gritted his teeth and moved forward.
He saw the back of the old gentleman reading a book.
Catch up step by step.
He didn't look back.
There is no need to look back.
But the Qingyun Ladder ahead still has no end in sight.
Gu Yusheng felt that his body was extremely weak, and his face was stained with sweat caused by pain.
Every step is so difficult.
"This little loach, why did you stab yourself?"
On a cloud of wind, Mo Wanyun held his arms in his arms and looked at Gu Yusheng condescendingly. The young man's shoes were stained red with blood. Mo Wanyun's original expression of watching a movie wrinkled slightly and he said flatly: "Grandpa, he is only one step away."
Now, how about you help me?"
"We can't help, so she has to walk alone." The old man twirled his beard with his hands, "Wanyun, you have to remember this too. The hardships of youth are often the most precious wealth in life, so you shouldn't do it.
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Mo Wanyun snorted a little arrogantly.
"Grandpa, you're here again. If you don't help, you won't help. There are a lot of truths. Suffering is wealth and so on. I think it is the most empty. Who has a smooth road and chooses to go on a rough road? It's just that there is no choice.
, you won’t help, but I want to help him!” Mo Wanyun’s eyes fell on Gu Yusheng’s face. Although she held her arms in her arms, she unconsciously clenched them into small pink fists.
"That would hurt him."
The old man's expression became solemn and he stopped his granddaughter's movements.
Mo Wanyun muttered and said, "Come on, little loach, there's only one step left!"
After speaking, Mo Wanyun was afraid that Gu Yusheng would hear him, so he spat inexplicably, "Bah, bah, bah, why should I help the disciple? Oh, yes, when he enters Qingyun Sect, I will let him eat me
Fist, hum!"
Mo Wanyun raised his head to face the sky, but his eyes never left Gu Yusheng.
call!
Gu Yusheng felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, and his body soaked in sweat became weak and powerless.
The Qingyun Staircase ahead is still endless and has no end in sight.
Is that the end?
Gu Yusheng raised his head and stared.
His fists clenched slightly again.
"For the rest of your life, you cannot see the top of the mountain because you are in an abyss. You have to go up and reach the top of the mountain so that you can see the world from the cliff."
"I promised my father that I would climb to the top to see the world. If I can't even enter the Qingyun Gate, how can I climb the mountain to see the world?"
"I care about the rest of my life and I must do what I say!"
Gu Yusheng roared wildly.
Take a step forward.
When the feet stepped onto the new stairs, a white light suddenly appeared.
The old man reading beside him also fell behind.
The next moment.
Gu Yusheng was the first to enter Qingyun Sect!
Qingping Mountain is shrouded in fairy mist all year round, just like a fairyland, with towering clouds and mountains that are so high that no dome can be seen.
Qingyun Gate occupies the land of the six peaks of Qingping Mountain, with a huge suspended platform and six bridges connecting the six peaks. The entrance is arched by the peaks, and there is a thousand-foot-high Canggu monument.
Monument of Demon Suppression!
This stele was moved from a mountain by a saint from the demon world, and it took hundreds of years to have it carved by xuanke inscription masters from all over the world. It has dense demon-suppressing talismans on it, and it has stood in Qingping Mountain for thousands of years.
It does not belong to Qingyun Sect, but to the three holy places of Xuanjie.
In order to jointly protect this demon-suppressing monument, each of the three holy places sent several elders to establish the Qingyun Gate in Qingping Mountain, just to protect this demon-suppressing monument.
During these thousand years, countless great demons, demon kings, and even great demon kings from the demon world led their demon tribes to invade Qingping Mountain, intending to destroy this demon-suppressing monument, but they were all ruthlessly suppressed by this demon-suppressing monument.
The demon-suppressing monument is sacred.
For thousands of years, countless cultivators have sacrificed their lives for the human race on this monument. Their names have been admired by future generations, and they have been worshiped by incense cauldrons in the world. Their heroic souls have gathered at the Demon Suppressing Monument, never reincarnating, and vowed to protect the human race.
Even Mo Fanchen, a great scholar from Shushan of the Holy Academy, solemnly brought his granddaughter Mo Wanyun to the Demon Suppressing Monument to salute.
There are many elders and core disciples of Qingyun Sect in front of the Demon Suppression Monument.
There is also Xiao Rang, the head of the Qingyun Sect, who has just come out of seclusion to greet Mo Fanchen, whose name is Xuanjizi.
These people are all welcoming Mr. Mo and his granddaughter.
On the contrary, it was Gu Yusheng who was the first to enter the Qingyun Sect from the Qingyun Staircase and was left aside. It was not that the Qingyun Sect did not care about recruiting disciples, but it was the name Gu Yusheng that made the Qingyun Sect's leader, elders and disciples not interested.
, even a lot of fun in the peripheral vision.
Gu Yusheng was left alone.
He felt the Qingyun Sect's cold attitude towards him, especially one of the dozens of elders, Lu Chen's father Lu Zhan, who made no secret of his hostility towards Gu Yusheng, but because he had to meet a big shot like Mr. Mo
, so I don’t dare to have an attack. Besides, there are many disciples outside the mountain who are trying to climb the Qingyun Ladder, which will take time.
Gu Yusheng's eyes scanned the crowd. Suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank, his thin body trembled, and his pale face showed indescribable complexity.
In front of the Demon Suppression Monument behind the elders of the Qingyun Sect, there is a sword stuck vertically on the back of a giant turtle.
Gu Bai’s sword!
The sword and scabbard were embedded in the turtle's back with supreme power.
This moment.
Gu Yusheng felt the shame. His fingers were deeply embedded in his flesh, which was extremely green and purple. He didn't feel any pain, but felt sad and complicated inside.
His father's sword.
It was actually on the back of a turtle.
In Gu Yusheng's mind, he remembered that his father had carried a sword on his back for countless days and nights, always kept his clothes clean, and never tire of teaching him the principles of study and life. This gentle and gentle father who cared about the human race all day long was regarded as a shame by the Qingyun Sect.
He was erected in front of the demon-suppressing monument.
"Grandpa, there is a sword here!"
Mo Wanyun, who looked curious, tried to get closer to the sword.
However, the leader Xuanjizi waved his sleeves and blocked it with a breeze. The elders of Qingyun Sect seemed to have touched a taboo and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
"Miss Mo, this is a sword of shame!"
Mo Wanyun was a little confused by everyone's behavior.
"Wanyun, come to grandpa and don't ask random questions."
The old man obviously didn't want to mention this sword. He looked at his granddaughter Mo Wanyun lovingly with his eyes, and then twisted his beard and glanced at Gu Yusheng who was hanging out at the mountain gate.
Although Mo Wanyun is usually arrogant and naughty, she is extremely smart and has a clear mind. She can understand at a glance. She has long noticed Gu Yusheng being left alone, and the attitude of everyone at the foot of the mountain before. From just a few words, she has
Understand why.
Now I was awakened by my grandfather's look.
She suddenly realized that this sword must be related to the muddy boy.
She saw Qingyun's important people surrounding him, all looking very flattering, simply because of her grandfather's identity, while the young man was left alone, as if he had been abandoned by the world. He was so miserable and desolate, and she suddenly felt a little guilty.
The world here is noisy.
The joys and sorrows are not the same.
While everyone was trying to please Mr. Mo, she suddenly appeared in front of Gu Yusheng.
"Hey, little loach, my name is Mo Wanyun."
Gu Yusheng, who was immersed in sorrow, trembled slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and his lips trembled slightly. After a while, he said: "Gu Yusheng."
"This name is really knowledgeable."
Gu Yusheng said sadly: "It's yours too."
Mo Wanyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said arrogantly: "Huh, that's right."
She still wanted to say something, but she heard Lu Zhan, the elder of the Qingyun Sect, scolded: "Disciples who have entered the mountain, please wait in front of the Demon Suppression Monument."
Mo Wanyun raised his eyebrows at Gu Yusheng, stepped on his silk shoes and returned to Mo Fanchen, yawning.
"Grandpa, I'm sleepy."
When Mo Fanchen heard this, he spoke to Xuanjizi, the head of the Qingyun Sect, and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, this old man came here to wander around, and there was a lot of trouble. My granddaughter has always liked to be active and cause trouble, so I'll just take the trouble to arrange a quiet and peaceful place to live."
"It is our honor for Mo Laoqu to come to Qingyun Sect, please!"
Xuan Jizi turned around and glanced at Lu Zhan. He glanced at Gu Yusheng from the corner of his eye and said, "Elder Lu, please handle the matter of selecting new disciples of the sect properly."
Lu Zhan's expression changed, a smile appeared on his lips, he cupped his hands and said, "Yes."
Xuanjizi was half a step behind Mo Fanchen, with dozens of elders following behind him. Xuanjizi frowned and said: "Masters of the six peaks, the elders should also stay. Didn't you all like this session very much in the past? Is there any chance this year?"
You have to choose your talented disciples carefully and teach them carefully."
The masters of the six peaks looked at each other in disbelief, secretly cursing.
Grass.
Look at what the boss is doing.
If you have nothing to do, just retreat and leave the trivial matters to the peak master.
When meeting distinguished guests, the core interest is to prevent anyone from getting a piece of the pie.
That's a senior from Holy Academy Shushan.
If you can give a few pointers in your spare time, you can save years or even decades of detours on the road to spiritual practice.
Although the peak masters and elders were unwilling, they still nodded with smiles.
"Yes, senior brother, head master."
Mo Fanchen, who was walking in front, was holding an old book, but he stopped, pointed at his granddaughter Mo Wanyun and said: "I almost forgot, my granddaughter has also reached the age of cultivation. If the elders are willing and have the fate, accept her as a disciple.
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"What!"
Xuanjizi's eyelids twitched, and he was ecstatic inside.
The peak masters of the six peaks were also stunned on the spot, but they were quickly thinking about accepting Mo Wanyun as a closed disciple. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that this little girl who looked a little arrogant was actually a slave to the saint.
Baptized by books, one is born with a clean body. Such a person is rare to meet in a thousand years.
"Mo...Senior Mo, is this...appropriate? After all, our Qingyun Sect is just a guardian sect, a third-rate small sect. I'm afraid it will mislead the disciples."
Xuanjizi pretended to be humble and polite, but in fact he could see the expressions of the elders and peak masters clearly. Only the master could teach such a good young man.
Um.
That's it.
"There's nothing inappropriate. I remember that Qingyun Sect also has a lot of techniques from the three holy places. Wanyun, who would you like to be your teacher?"
"cough!"
The mysterious hand twirled his beard and subconsciously took a step forward to stand out from the crowd.
Mo Wanyun yawned.
Somewhat reluctantly.
Suddenly, she pointed at the thin and lonely figure of the young man standing there, and a hint of cunning appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Whoever accepts him as a disciple, I will practice with him. When we were at the foot of the mountain, his shoes hurt my feet. I want to teach him a big lesson and bully him every day, hum!"