Yun Shang stood up and silently followed Ye Zhiluo.
"Sister, are you saying that boy will win?"
"Junior sister, his name is Gu Yusheng, I don't believe you haven't remembered." Ye Zhiluo walked up to an osmanthus plant, sniffed it gently, and sighed softly: "It's a pity that it's autumn now. If it were spring, there would be flowers everywhere in Qingping Mountain.
It's a peach blossom. I heard it's very beautiful, even more spectacular than the hundred-mile lotus flower in Qixiufang."
Yun Shang stood on the Cloud Bridge, staring at the sea of clouds in the distance and the waves rolling into the sky. She stopped and said, "Senior sister, there are also peach blossoms blooming in autumn."
Ye Zhiluo chuckled and let the wind blow up the cloud sleeve streamers, stirring up a few wisps of breeze.
She also stood at Yunqiao and reached out to touch Yun Shang's forehead.
"Junior sister Yun, you started talking nonsense again."
"Senior sister, it's true." Yun Shang said seriously. Seeing that Ye Zhiluo still didn't believe it, she bit her teeth lightly, "That year, I personally sent a few sets of clothes to the infant baby. Standing outside the peach blossom forest at my feet, I saw
The forest is full of peach blossoms, it’s autumn.”
"well."
Ye Zhiluo shook her head gently. She was already a mature person, but because of her cultivation, she retained the appearance of a young girl. She said in confusion: "Is there really no end to wanting to be alone? I don't understand, I want to go to sleep.
Come on, Junior Sister Yun, just feel sad here alone."
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Yun Shang stood at Yunqiao, feeling the autumn coolness for a while.
a long time.
She walked slowly down the inconspicuous mountain road to the depths of the canyon. In front of her was a peach forest. The peach leaves were yellow, and the ripe peaches fell all over the ground. The clouds were filled with mist, and it looked a bit desolate.
Yun Shang stepped across the stream, but her front feet had not yet entered the peach blossom forest.
A figure moved not far away, and Liu Yuan landed beside the peach grove. After seeing the person clearly, his old face showed surprise and vigilance.
"Master Yun is a guest from afar. Could it be that the Qingyun Sect is doing something disrespectful? Master Yun, please leave this place. This is not a place to welcome guests."
Yun Shang turned her head slightly and looked at Liu Yuan. Her cold face revealed a sharp gaze at this moment.
"I'm coming to my old friend's hometown. Elder Liu, more than ten years ago, you stopped me in front of the peach blossom forest. More than ten years later, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me."
"Master Yun still remembers what happened back then!" Liu Yuan didn't know what he was remembering, his eyes were cold, and with his old and knotted fingers, a peach branch turned into a sword, and the sword shadow filled the sky like silk.
Yun Shang waved her sleeves, and the sword shadows all over the sky were like fireflies waving in the forest. After the heavy rain, they fell to the ground, and the peach branches fell to the ground.
Liu Yuan's deep eyes showed a hint of surprise, but he had no intention of continuing.
Yun Shang never paid attention to Liu Yuan's sword. She stared into the depths of the peach forest. The hut in the distance was looming, and she vaguely saw the young man in white returning from the other side of the mountain. Yun Shang withdrew her gaze, turned around and left.
When Liu Yuan saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yun Shang walked for a while, stopped, and said calmly: "I originally thought that Gu Yusheng's skills were passed down from you, but now it seems that I overestimated you. Although your swordsmanship is profound, you don't know how much it will change after ten years."
In this world, so many people from the Qingyun Sect have died in battles outside the mountain. How can you really keep the Qingyun Sect by guarding a peach forest? After Gu Bai is dead, I don’t think the Qingyun Sect has any future. If there is, it will definitely not be you.
Such an old-timer."
Liu Yuan's expression changed.
Let Yun Shang go away.
After a while, Liu Yuan sighed, took out an ancient sect order, and held it tightly with his hands.
"Qingyun Sect will definitely exist forever!"
…
In the martial arts arena, the Qingyun Gate competition was being held simultaneously on sixteen stages. Although Ye Zhiluo and Yun Shang from Qixiufang left midway, causing considerable speculation, there were too many guests coming to Qingyun Gate to watch the ceremony, and the sixteen
The simultaneous competition in the arena was also an eye-opener for the monks from all walks of life in Qingping Prefecture.
Especially the young practitioners, most of them are in the Yuan Fei realm, and there are even a large number of people who have not condensed the Yuan Fei, but are just earthly warriors.
They thought there would be a good show in the life-and-death fight between Gu Yusheng and Lu Chen.
However, it ended too quickly. Gu Yusheng stabbed Lu Chen with his sword and Lu Chen turned into a monster. Many people looked at it in confusion. Most people thought that Lu Chen was using some kind of special magic.
As for the secret technique, I don’t know that the elder of the Qingyun Sect, in order to take into account the face of the Qingyun Sect, issued a hush order to the disciples within the sect, prohibiting discussion of the matter.
Fortunately, in the Qingyun Sect Competition, not only did the six peaks have different cultivation directions, but also disciples from Qixiufang, Sijian Sect and some affiliated sects in the surrounding area came to discuss and exchange ideas. Such a scene has not been seen for decades, even though
Some people who have become elders can also see it. After all, the potential of the younger generation represents the ranking of strength among the various factions in the future.
Leaving aside other sects, even among the six peaks of Qingyun Sect, the strength of the disciples determines the degree of resource allocation. The elders between the peaks also rely on their strength to obtain resource allocation.
More importantly, with the help of this Qingyun Sect competition, the leader also secretly rotates or assigns tasks to the elders in the six peaks. It seems normal, but in fact, it is not a survival of the fittest.
At the guest table, Huo Qingyuan, the master of the Four Swords Sect, and the four elders were always sitting like swords, motionless. Behind them, there were more than a dozen disciples standing. On the ring, there were two disciples of the Sijian Sect.
In the competition, the two disciples used swords as weapons, and their opponents were both Yunfeng disciples of the Qingyun Sect.
After less than ten rounds of fighting, they all achieved absolute victory. One of them even cut off one of Qingyunmen Yunfeng's arms.
Everyone watching from the outside was in an uproar.
The disciples of the Sijian Sect were too ruthless in their attacks.
You must know that in the environment of intrusion from outside monsters, even though the various sects are at odds with each other and have intrigues, at least on the surface, they must be harmonious.
Sijianmen is the guest, Qingyunmen is the host.
He refused to give his master face, so he knocked the disciple of the Qingyun Sect off the ring and chopped off his arm.
For a moment, all the Qingyun Sect disciples were indignant.
However, in the next few games, several disciples from the Sijian Sect won with absolute advantage after taking the field. Moreover, their opponents were all disciples of Yunfeng, the most powerful disciple of the Qingyun Sect. One of them was Lei Jiangheng.
Named disciple.
On the stage.
Many elders of Qingyun Sect also noticed this situation and looked at each other in confusion, all of them looking at the elder of Yunfeng.
As for Lei Jiangheng, who was sitting motionless, his face was always gloomy, and it was not easy for anyone to get into trouble.
As the leader, Xuanjizi, the old god was there, as if he was wandering in the world. He saw the competition in the ring without any emotion on his face.
"Sect Master, Qingyun Sect's strength has declined too much over the years." A sword guard elder looked quite proud, "If this continues, our Four Swords Sect can compete for the three places in the three major holy places.
The resource exchange plan prepared for Qingyun Sect can also be postponed."
When Huo Qingyuan heard this, he just nodded slightly. The disciples of the Four Swords Sect showed off their talents in the Qingyun Sect's arena. However, he, the sect leader, was not very happy and seemed to have something on his mind. After a while, he said:
"Zhuang Qi, after watching so many games, have you gained anything?"
Zhuang Qi carried the blue sword box on his back and said with an arrogant expression: "There are not many people in the martial arts arena who are worthy of my action, but I really want to fight with that person."
"Master Nephew Zhuang, are you talking about Chu Chen?" One of the sword-guarding elders frowned slightly, "He suffered a lot of stimulation today, and he hasn't appeared yet..."
"Disciple refers to Gu Yusheng."
Zhuang Qi interrupted the sword-guarding elder's words, with little respect in his words. He glanced at the disciples of the Sijian Sect who had returned victoriously, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and said: "Elder Di, I remember that the number of quotas drawn up by the Sijian Sect at the beginning was
Junior Brother Qin, how did you become him?"
"Master Zhuang, this is the decision of the elders in the sect. It is not your place to interfere. You only need to do your own thing." Another elder scolded.
Zhuang Qi looked at the four sword-guarding elders of "Heaven", "Earth", "Human" and "Ghost" beside the sect master. He always felt that something was wrong with the three elders of Earth, Man, Ghost.
When Zhuang Qi was confused, Huo Qingyuan suddenly whispered: "Zhuang Qi, if you meet Gu Yusheng again during the competition, don't hold back and kill him."
Zhuang Qi was about to speak, but saw Huo Qingyuan getting up and leaving.
"Don't ask too many questions."
He said something coldly and left.
Peach Blossom Forest.
Gu Yusheng returned in white clothes.
He pushed open the courtyard door, thinking that Miss Mo would be waiting here as usual.
But it was quiet in the yard.
Gu Yusheng walked to the small wooden tiger on the wall and stopped. He reached out and touched the small wooden tiger made by his father. He silently went up and sat down, motionless. The once tall and big wooden tiger was now very small.
After Gu Yusheng sat for a while, he put it away.
He came to the east wing and stared at the rows of books on the shelves.
There are also pens, inks, papers and inkstones neatly arranged on the table.
Gu Yusheng silently took out the wine bottle from his waist and poured three sips of wine on the ground. Then he picked up the wine gourd and poured a few sips into his mouth.
He walked to the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and straightened the tie on his bun.
He placed the drawn lot on the table.
The three characters Jiazi 1 are particularly eye-catching.
When the lot was drawn, the words that Elder Wenzong said to him were still ringing in his ears. In Gu Yusheng's mind, the figure of Miss Mo walking towards him emerged when he was standing alone on the ring.
A smile gradually appeared on Gu Yusheng's face.
His eyesight became clear again.
Reaching out to pick up the signature on the table, Gu Yusheng suddenly felt regretful. If he had known better, he should have asked Elder Wen to give him the other signature as well.
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Gu Yusheng's brows suddenly wrinkled!
"Um?"
Gu Yusheng spread his palms.
There are wonderful runes flowing on his stick.
In a daze, he sensed the location of another lottery ticket.
Gu Yusheng thought carefully for a moment.
In a flash, the figure appeared outside the hospital, and in a few more flashes, he arrived at a secret place.
Gu Yusheng lowered his head and picked up another lottery ticket from the ground.
"Has it been thrown away?"
Gu Yusheng picked it up and held it gently.
But bursts of light suddenly appeared on the sign, and Gu Yusheng couldn't understand the runes on it.
Gu Yusheng's intuition told him that this signature contained important information.
It was definitely not just left here.
"What happened?"
Gu Yusheng looked around vigilantly. Everything around him seemed to be normal. However, the blood in his body was quietly flowing rapidly. The green lotus soul seal deep in his soul seemed to have the sound of a dragon roaring.
It was as if he felt some special aura, constantly reminding Gu Yusheng.