The disciple Dugu Changkong accepted was Wu Junyan.
A person who regards commitment as more important than life.
When he was young, Wu Junyan was spotted by Dugu Changkong. The crane invited him and the sky was filled with glow.
In an extremely secret place, Dugu Changkong accepted Wu Junyan as his personal disciple and taught him his skills. It was not the Taoism of Linghe Sect, but the inherited method of Qingzong, the real core Taoism.
Until now, Wu Junyan has not used the Qingzong method and has always hidden his true combat power. Even when he was besieged by many geniuses from the Star Reaching Tower and was seriously injured, he was not exposed.
Because Dugu Changkong once warned that before that time, Qingzong's technique must not be used.
How could Wu Junyan dare to forget the words of his mentor? Of course he would always keep them in mind.
Wu Junyan actually did not know that the Taoist magical powers he had practiced since he was a child were related to Qingzong, nor did he know that his mentor came from Linghe Sect in Dizhou.
For so many years, Wu Junyan has been practicing hard just to see his mentor again.
The mentor said that only when Wu Junyan reaches a certain height can the master and apprentice meet each other.
Wu Junyan is taciturn and withdrawn by nature.
When he met Chen Qingyuan for the first time, the two developed a feeling of sympathy for each other. A glass of wine and a look in their eyes made them friends.
The word fate is indescribable.
As the youngest hope blood of Qingzong, they have an inseparable bond invisibly.
"He gave up guarding the Demonic Abyss back then, so why is he secretly training an apprentice now?"
Daoyi Academy, inside the ancient pavilion.
Regarding this issue, both Yu Chenran and Lin Wenchou didn't quite understand.
"Old man Dugu's behavior is indeed puzzling. Since he doesn't want to be implicated in Qingzong's cause and effect, he should remain anonymous for the rest of his life and should not expose any trace."
Lin Wenchou spent a lot of effort to find out this past, and his brows furrowed slightly.
If Dugu Changkong had been concealing his true origin, even Daoyi Academy would not be able to find the slightest trace. This time, Dugu Changkong's recruitment and training of disciples undoubtedly pushed himself into a dangerous situation.
Daoyi Academy can find it, and other top forces can also find it if they are willing to investigate.
"What does he want to do?"
Yu Chenran looked into the distance and couldn't help but worry about Chen Qingyuan's safety. I hope that this idiot of mine would get into less trouble!
Dizhou, Luo Zhe Star Territory, a huge star wrapped with colorful brilliance.
The Linghe Sect is located here. It is an extremely famous top force in the imperial state, and its background is unfathomable.
Thousands of fairy mountains float in the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist.
Sometimes a crane breaks through the clouds and sticks its head out; sometimes a monk walks on the clouds, moving as elegantly as the wind.
An iceberg, all white.
There is a simple thatched house standing on the top of the mountain. There is a well in the yard and dozens of small vegetables are planted.
There are some ivy growing on the fence, which is full of life. The bamboo door of the yard is not closed tightly, and it swings back and forth with the cold wind, making a "creak" sound.
An old man opened the door. He was wearing a light-colored cloth coat with a furry collar. The cloth shoes on his feet were stained with a little dust, and the smell of fireworks was strong.
The old man's hair is sparse and all white, his face is majestic, and his skin is dark and wrinkled.
He slowly walked to the door, locked the swinging bamboo door tightly, and laughed at himself: "When people get old, they forget to close the door."
Although the old man is faltering, he is an ancestor of Linghe Sect, his name is Dugu Changkong.
Dugu Changkong is already 28,000 years old this year. He is getting closer and closer to his end, and his time is running out.
"Can I see my senior brother after I die?"
Dugu Changkong looked into the distance and muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
Twenty thousand years ago, Dugu Changkong was afraid of death and did not dare to go to the Demon Abyss. This is human nature.
At that time, he could not understand the behavior of his senior brothers and ancestors. The incident in Moyuan was not the fault of Qingzong, so why should the descendants of Qingzong bear this responsibility.
Not stupid?
Many people in Qingzong have thought about this problem.
Even so, they still went to the Demon Abyss without any regrets.
It was only now that Dugu Changkong got an accurate answer. It was too late and he regretted it: "Everyone is destined to die. It is worth paying for your life for the beliefs you insist on."
If future generations know this, even if they don’t think about the kindness of the Qingzong ancestors, they will still be in awe!
After seeing through life, I also truly understood the inheritance will of the Qingzong ancestors.
Hundreds of years ago, Dugu Changkong secretly left Linghe Sect and went to Beihuang. After careful selection, he chose an apprentice. At the same time, he also glanced at Xuan Qing Sect from a distance, feeling sad in his heart.
I have a home but cannot go back, for fear of ruining the tranquility of my hometown and homeland, and I also feel that I am not qualified to go back.
"I have taught that child all my skills. With his talent and character, his future achievements will definitely be limitless. At least, he will be better than me."
Dugu Changkong has high expectations for Wu Junyan, looking into the distance with deep eyes.
What he wants to do now is to pave the way for Qingzong's great revival. No matter how high the price is, it is worth it. Even if he loses his life, it doesn't matter.
"Brother, I'm sorry..."
Looking at the direction of the Demonic Abyss, Dugu Changkong felt heavy. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would think of his senior brother's eyes and back when he left that day.
When my senior brother went there alone, he was actually very scared and lonely!
If you have me by your side, at least you can comfort each other and face things together. Even after you die and go to Huangquan Road, you will have someone by your side, so you won't feel lonely.
When people get older, they know what is the most precious thing.
Although it's late, at least I can do something to make up for the mistakes of the past.
When Dugu Changkong was feeling sad and sighing, an invisible trace of Dao floated between his fingers, disrupting his thoughts. His eyes suddenly changed and he whispered: "It's finally here."
With that said, Dugu Changkong looked outside the mountain gate of Linghe Gate.
All these years, he has been waiting for someone.
That person has caused a lot of trouble recently. He has made a name for himself in the empire, provoked many top forces, and is extremely powerful.
Lin Changsheng of Xuanqing Sect calls himself Taoist Changsheng.
A mere Taoist name would not allow the powerful men of the Imperial State to reach the Xuan Qing Sect in the Fuliu Star Region of the Northern Wilderness.
The world is huge and there are countless sects. In addition, Lin Changsheng has cut off the causal traces with Xuan Qing Sect, so Xuan Qing Sect will not be affected in a short time.
Although Lin Changsheng decided to suppress Mo Yuan, the current situation in Mo Yuan is relatively stable and there is no need to worry. He will charge interest from each sect and wait until these things are completed before going.
"Let me handle it!"
When the senior officials of Linghe Sect discovered the Taoist Changsheng outside the door, they were shocked and prepared for defense. At this time, Dugu Changkong came forward and volunteered.