Chapter 684 There are fireworks in the world, ordinary people caress people's hearts
After a while, other Penglai elders also came to the seventh floor of the Dao Palace. They focused their minds and looked in the direction of Qingping Mountain. They saw a golden shadow of a big Buddha, which suppressed the flow of spiritual power in Qingping Mountain. Under the sky, like
The glazed pagodas in the sky and the golden shadow of the great Buddha move one step in a long time, each step is difficult.
An elder looked solemn and said, "Uncle Master, does the Great Brahma Buddha want to move the Buddha to Qingping Mountain? In this case, wouldn't we..."
"How can anything in this world be so easy?"
Taoist Master Dongyang stood up slowly, walked outside the corridor of the Taoist Palace, and looked at the rolling Qingping Mountain.
"If it could be done, the three holy places would not have joined forces a thousand years ago. Is Pindao right, fellow Taoist Changhe?"
"Hahaha!"
In the sky, suddenly there is a long river like a waterfall hanging down from the Jiutian Jade Palace. On the long river, the white jade Beijing Sword Immortal Changhe Sword Lord is dressed in white and comes with a sword. The momentum of his sword echoes the long river, and the waves surge and overlap.
The waves were three thousand feet high, and the Penglai sea turtles were carrying the Taoist Palace on their backs, swaying slightly in the waves.
The elders of Penglai secretly activated the formation to stabilize the Dao Palace, and looked towards the Cang Qiong Jade Palace one by one.
at this time.
The Jade Palace descends from the sky.
Three thousand White Jade Swordsmen came out in full force, and the sky was full of swordsmen like clouds and shadows. They were so gorgeous that they completely overwhelmed the limelight of Penglai Holy Land.
The Changhe Sword Immortal came across the river, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist Dongyang, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still look like you. The wind from the East China Sea actually blew you to Qingpinglai."
Taoist Master Dongyang twisted his beard and smiled: "A few years ago, three sword cultivators on the island were killed by the sword-carrying man Qin Jiu. The poor Taoist knows that there are many talents in the sixteen states of Xuanjie. The sun and the moon have long changed. Fellow Taoist Changhe, the sword-carrying man Qin Jiu
Liquor, you must have had a face-to-face meeting, right?"
Changhe Sword Immortal looked confused and said coldly: "The so-called sword-carrying people are just the mountain guards in front of the Human Emperor's temple. The Human Emperor has passed away for thousands of years, and Qin Jiu still can't let go of the past. He thinks that all the people in the world are tied to the box.
"Zhongjian, how arrogant, I heard that this person has accepted a disciple, he is originally from Qingping, Dongyang Taoist friends are also interested in this matter?"
"We who practice Taoism and respect swords want to climb high and make the world small. Qin Jiu uses his sword to summon people from all over the world to Qingping. Who will miss this excitement?"
Changhe Sword Lord said: "This is very good. The three holy places are linked by the same energy, and there is also a place to stay at the foot of Qingping Mountain. The Haoqi Alliance and the Demon-Slaying Alliance secretly lured the practitioners from the sixteen states of the world to Qingping, and they also want to disrupt the situation.
The Qingyun Gate was built in the Holy Land, but it became a hot cake instead.
Hey, I heard that His Majesty the Xuanlong Dynasty wants to build a Taoist platform on the top of Qingping Mountain. This is to follow the path of the Master's past and to be the emperor. It's a pity that the Fifth Master of the Holy Academy is no longer alive. Otherwise, the five great swords in the world will be destroyed.
It’s so lively when all the immortals gather in Qingping.”
The Taoist Priest of Dongyang waved his robe and twisted his beard and said: "Jingting Mountain opens across the mountain. There are masters and young masters in the world. Unfortunately, there is only one Qingping Mountain. Only one person can climb Qingping Mountain."
"In this case, there is a competition between you and me."
The Changhe Sword Lord laughed wildly, fluttered his sleeves and flew into the Jade Palace. Three thousand swordsmen guarded the Jade Palace and fled towards Qingping Mountain.
Qingpingzhou.
Practitioners from the Sixteen Prefectures are coming like a tide. Haenyeo women like Jialan Island on the coast of the South China Sea, northern barbarians from the extreme desert north, barbarians, and wizards are all active in Qingping Prefecture.
Fortunately, Qingping Mountain is extremely majestic and huge, and there are countless powerful monsters entrenched deep in the mountain, so it can accommodate all the cultivators from the sixteen states.
Qingyunmen.
Luochen Peak.
Linshan Nunnery.
The headmaster Xiao Muqing came alone, and the nunnery was surrounded by burning incense.
He Hong was practicing meditation with his hair tied, twisting Buddha beads in his hands, but what he worshiped was not the Buddha, but a statue carved from peach wood.
After Xiao Muqing entered the hall, he knelt on the futon, put his hands together, and prayed devoutly towards the carved wooden statue.
He Hongnian twisted the beads in a circle and slowly opened her eyes.
"Master."
Xiao Muqing turned around and kowtowed to the ground. When he was helped up, his face was covered with tears.
"Mu Qing, I've wronged you."
He Hongnian helped Xiao Muqing up, stood up and walked to the front of the nunnery. There were three or two peach trees in front of the hall. The frost and snow on the buds had melted, revealing pink buds.
He Hongnian walked under the peach tree, turned around, looked at Xiao Muqing, smiled lightly and said: "Disciple, if you can't hold on, don't hold on. The wind from outside the mountain blows into Qingyun Gate, and no one can stop it.
Come on, you went to Xianhuzhou for a trip and came back. You are already good enough. It is people like me who are wasting away in the world of mortals. Three years have passed, and those who traveled far away should also come back."
Xiao Muqing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves and said in surprise: "Master, are you talking about Junior Brother Gu? He...is really back?"
He Hongnian sighed softly: "The mountain-protecting forbidden formation has changed again and again, but the formation entering the mountain has not changed. Mu Qing, I said that year that when he comes back, he will be higher than Qingping Mountain.
We are not qualified to ask him to guard Qingyun Gate, but Taolin
The small courtyard is the home he can't let go of. If he can't decide, he will leave it to God to gather all the disciples from the Six Peaks to Luochen Peak. There is nothing here, but it can save their lives and open the mountain gate.
Open it up and let the guests come and go freely."
"Yes...Master."
Xiao Muqing had no choice but to agree, but when she actually went to open the Qingyun Gate, she unconsciously felt sad.
Junior brother’s home is in Peach Blossom Forest.
But her home.
It's Qingyun Gate.
Seeing the practitioners pouring into Qingyun Gate like a tide, Xiao Muqing couldn't help but lose his mind and walked forward. As he walked, he inexplicably arrived at the peach blossom forest.
Xiao Muqing stood by the stream and looked up in the direction of Luochen Peak. In those years, when she stood on the cliff of Luochen Peak, she could also see Junior Brother Gu practicing his sword, but Junior Brother Gu's eyes were always looking towards Peach Blossom Peak.
After all, she is not Junior Sister Mo who chases the wind and the moon for thousands of miles.
Xiao Muqing quietly turned around and left.
"Senior Sister Xiao."
Gu Yusheng's voice came from behind.
Xiao Muqing's hands, which were clasped together in his sleeves, suddenly clenched tightly.
She turned around slowly and showed the proudest smile in her life.
She is the head of the Qingyun Sect.
Even though the Qingyun Sect is about to disappear, I don't want my junior brother to see any sadness.
With thousands of thoughts hidden in his heart, Xiao Muqing smiled and moved his lips dozens of times, but could not say a word.
quite a while.
She bit her lip and bowed.
"Greetings...Mr. Ten...Fifteen."
Gu Yusheng stood in front of the small courtyard, sizing up the woman in front of him. In the valley behind Qingyun Gate, when he and Miss Mo were attacked in a desperate situation, the senior sister Xiao who resolutely took action came to mind. Inexplicable emotions surged in his mind.
Come to mind.
Changes in the sea.
In this world, many things and many people have finally changed.
"So, I was expelled from the Qingyun Sect after all, and I am no longer your junior brother, am I, Senior Sister Xiao?"
Xiao Muqing waved his hands quickly, "No, Junior Brother... I'm just... In this windy and rainy world, I... I'm just an insignificant green grass, Junior Brother, in fact, I know that back then,
Uncle Xuanji was not killed by you..."
"Okay, Senior Sister Xiao, you are now the head of Qingyun Sect, you should have your own position."
Gu Yusheng interrupted Xiao Muqing.
"You should understand that I came back this time to get something back."
When Xiao Muqing heard this, his face turned pale and his lips trembled.
She took a step back and slowly drew the sword from her waist.
"Junior brother, you are right. I am the head of the Qingyun Sect now. The Qingyun Sect's fault is my fault. I will not accept my fate. Please use your sword."