Chapter 492 Heaven's Punishment Comes to the World, a Horrible Scene
Qingzong, Cemetery.
Everyone is dressed in plain clothes.
Lin Changsheng stood at the front with a sad look on his face.
In front, stands a tomb.
It is the tomb of Dugu Changkong.
Today, Qingzong held a funeral without notifying outsiders and simply organized it.
High-level officials of Lihua Palace and Buddhism expressed their condolences. Liu Nansheng and three Zen masters bowed deeply towards the tombstone to show their respect.
Without the martyrs of Qingzong, how could the world be peaceful?
Putting aside other interests, bowing and saluting is the right thing to do.
"Several elders from the inner sect of Linghe Sect would like to see you."
During the mourning period, someone came to visit.
"Please come in!"
Lin Changsheng ordered.
Above the main hall, Lin Changsheng was sitting in the main seat, and Chen Qingyuan was somewhere on the left.
The relationship between Linghe Sect and Qingzong is quite special. There is a special bond, which is Mr. Dugu.
Several elders paid a grand ceremony in front of the old man's grave, and then came to the main hall to discuss important matters.
"Linghe Sect is willing to work together with Qingzong." The leader, the great elder of Linghe Sect, said solemnly.
As he spoke, the great elder took out dozens of space rings and a jade stone.
There are many resources in the ring, and jade is a communication tool.
If the Qingzong encounters difficulties, they can crush the jade as soon as possible, and the Linghe Sect will come to help as quickly as possible.
"Farewell."
After finishing these conversations, the elders of Linghe Sect bowed their hands in salute and turned around to leave.
Not long after, the Dongli Sword Sect also sent people over to show their goodwill and express their intention to help.
Dugu Changkong has passed away, and all the sects are ready to move.
At this time, those who dare to make good friends with Qing Zong face to face are really determined.
Until now, Great Pessimism is still in a wait-and-see state.
The ancestor of Dabei passed away. Before his death, he strictly ordered the sect to settle their grudges with Qingzong and protect the younger generation of Qingzong.
However, after the ancestor died, the sect's senior officials did not do this.
In the eyes of everyone, Qingzong will definitely not be able to survive the great calamity of the world, and making friends with him is simply asking for death.
However, the Lihua Palace, Buddhism Sect, Linghe Sect, Dongli Sword Sect and other forces have all expressed their intentions and are on the same front as the Qing Sect.
After learning about this, Da Pessimistic hesitated again.
"Should we obey our ancestor's orders?"
In the past few days, Great Pessimism has been discussing this matter, but has never been able to come up with a result, which is very frustrating.
"There is still a chance to show good intentions. If it drags on any longer, it will be difficult to resolve the old grudges with Qing Zong."
The senior management neither wants to take risks, but also wants to gain benefits. It is really hopeless.
The opportunity of great pessimism was requested by his ancestor from Dugu Changkong before his death.
However, subsequent generations did not take the ancestor's words to heart and followed them in both directions.
"Sect Master, please give me the correct words!"
After several days of discussion with no result, everyone looked at the Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord lowered his eyebrows and thought deeply, and was silent for a long time.
"Sit on a mountain and watch the fight between tigers. Ignore either side and just wait and see what happens."
Finally, the Holy Master issued an order.
It's a good idea to be alone.
However, the Great Pessimism is already deep in the quagmire and cannot survive alone. Unless the Qing Sect is destroyed.
If the Great Ancestor of Great Bei knew about this, he would probably crawl out of his grave, slap each of these idiots one by one, and destroy them all.
...
Today, a group of uninvited guests came to Qingzong.
The elders of Shanngling Temple, Zhaixing Tower, Penglai Villa, Wudao Cliff and other forces.
Hundreds of people came, wanting to pay their respects and show their respect.
Lin Changsheng did not stop him.
Anyone who dares to take action during the worship period will be despised by the monks all over the world. In any case, Qingzong is also a hero in guarding the Demonic Abyss. Regardless of whether all the forces recognize it or not, this is a fact.
Furthermore, with the high-level officials of Ewha Palace and Buddhism present, we are really not afraid of big troubles.
"Senior Dugu, he sacrifices himself for others, which is beyond the reach of monks like us."
Hundreds of people came forward to worship and were very respectful.
This kind of behavior is purely pretentious, and the purpose is to save their own face and not to be ridiculed by the monks all over the world.
After finally sending away the monks from various sects, new troubles arose, giving Chen Qingyuan a headache.
"There is a person outside the door who wants to see my uncle."
An inner disciple went straight to Chen Qingyuan's residence and reported it.
"Who?"
Chen Qingyuan's voice came out.
"Chang Ziqiu."
The inner disciple replied.
"Oh?" Chen Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering this person: "Let him come in, please come to the side hall, I will come later."
"yes."
Then, the disciple acted according to the order.
Inside the room, Chang Ziqiu's appearance appeared before Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
Chang Ziqiu, one of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, a swordsman cultivator who once showed great splendor at the Baimai Feast.
The most important thing is that the girl in red made an agreement before, asking Chen Qingyuan to bring something to find the descendant of his old friend. And that descendant is Chang Ziqiu.
After so many years, I didn’t expect Chang Ziqiu to come to my door.
In the side hall, Chang Ziqiu was dressed in light-colored cloth, with a cup of hot tea on the table beside him.
"Brother Chang, why are you here looking for me?"
Chen Qingyuan strode in and asked the disciples around him to go out and do their work without waiting.
So, there were only two of them left in the palace.
"It's indeed something important. I hope I can get an answer from Brother Chen."
Chang Ziqiu stood up and clasped his fists to show friendship.
"Please say."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Where did the jade pendant that Brother Chen gave me as a gift come from?"
The dragon-shaped blood jade is a possession of Chang Ziqiu's ancestors. It contains many ancient secrets and bloodline secrets.
Over the years, Chang Ziqiu has been studying blood jade and has lived in seclusion.
His current strength is many times stronger than that of the Hundred Meridians Feast. If we really want to compare, those who can surpass him among his peers are probably no more than one palm.
"This...no comment."
Chen Qingyuan muttered.
"This matter is very important to me. I hope Brother Chen can tell me."
Chang Ziqiu's eyes were a bit eager, and his tone was a bit pleading.
"I already said back then that I was entrusted by someone to give you the jade pendant. I really can't say who it was."
Because the girl in red had already promised that she could not reveal anything about her. Therefore, Chen Qingyuan could only hold it in.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan's troubled face, Chang Ziqiu knew that nothing could be gained from asking, so he had to give up: "Since Brother Chen is in trouble, I won't ask anymore."
"Yeah." Chen Qingyuan nodded lightly.
Chang Ziqiu sat on a chair, sipping tea one after another, feeling very comfortable.
After a long while, Chen Qingyuan said: "Brother Chang, is there anything else?"
"No more." Chang Ziqiu shook his head.
"Then I won't keep you, and I won't send you far away."
Chen Qingyuan issued an eviction order.
"I want to stay in Qingzong for a while, is it possible?"
Chang Ziqiu didn't seem to be planning to leave.
"Why?"
Chen Qingyuan asked rhetorically.
"Because I am wandering around the world and have nowhere to go."
That being said, there is actually another reason. Ever since he obtained the dragon-shaped blood jade, Chang Ziqiu often had dreams.
Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice guiding Chang Ziqiu, asking him to follow Chen Qingyuan.
"..." Chen Qingyuan was stunned for a moment: "It's not appropriate!"
"I pay the money and my stay will never be in vain."
Chang Ziqiu knew Chen Qingyuan's temperament well, so he took out a Xumi ring, which was filled with spiritual stones.
"We are all brothers, so polite. I will arrange a place for you later. You can stay as long as you want."
Chen Qingyuan took the Xumi ring, explored the resources in the ring with his spiritual mind, and said with a smile.