Many days have passed since the end of the Qingyun War. The once turbulent battlefield has gradually calmed down, and all traces of the battle have been quietly erased in the process of people cleaning up.
In that day, countless people lost their friends and relatives, and countless corpses were piled up on Tongtian Peak. From the top to the bottom of the mountain, it was almost like the legendary underworld.
Maybe it's because of luck! The Dazhu Peak lineage, which has the weakest population, did not die in this battle. However, almost everyone lost the favor. It was Tian Buyi who stayed behind at Dazhu Peak because he wanted to open the Tianji Seal.
, also looked very tired. Among the disciples, the second disciple Wu Dayi and the fourth disciple He Dazhi were the most seriously injured. After these days, they were still lying in bed resting, but fortunately, they did not have any injuries.
After Tian Buyi personally saw it, they just needed to rest quietly and recuperate. Given time, it would not hinder their Taoist practice.
However, despite this, they narrowly defeated the beast god in a life-and-death battle and saved the world from disaster. The atmosphere in Dazhu Peak seemed to be very dull. The disciples had not been happy for several days.
, even Tian Buyi has been frowning for days.
Early that morning, Tian Buyi was summoned to Tongtian Peak by disciples sent by the leader Daoxuan Zhenren to discuss matters. When he came back at noon, he saw a round and chubby face with a gloomy look, and his brows were knitted together and could hardly be beaten anymore.
Open.
Around noon, Tian Buyi ordered all the disciples of Dazhu Peak to come to the Shou Jing Hall. Even Wu Dayi and He Dazhi, who were still lying in bed, Tian Buyi also had people help them into the Shou Jing Hall and sit aside.
In the usually deserted Shoujing Hall, a rare gathering of people came together. Tian Buyi’s wife Suru was also standing next to the chief. She was still beautiful, but she still had a white bandage on her left hand. Naturally, she was also in that scene.
He was defeated in the war.
Tian Buyi walked up and down the Shoujing Hall several times with his hands behind his back, glanced at the disciples who were sitting or standing in a row, and said in a low voice: "I called you here today, for no other reason than for the Zhu Xian."
The matter of the ancient sword.'
The faces of the disciples were solemn, but not many of them showed any signs of surprise. It was obvious that most of them had already guessed it.
Tian Buyi looked at Suru next to him, then looked at the disciples, and said: "This morning the real master asked me to come over again, and the only one who came with me was your Uncle Shuiyue from Xiaozhu Peak. As for saying
What, you can probably all think of it. You must keep it a secret no matter what, and you must not leak anything about the damage to the Ancient Zhuxian Sword.'
All the disciples at Dazhu Peak looked at each other, and finally the eldest disciple Song Daren coughed and said: "Master, you also know a few of us. We would rather die than say a word to anyone about such a vital matter."
Having said this, he hesitated for a moment, looked at Tian Buyi, lowered his voice and said: "Master, not to mention that you and my wife have reminded us time and time again, just the master master and Tongtian Peak, even this
Counting the first time, this is the fourth time that such a message has been sent to us. Could it be...could it be that not only do they not believe us, but they also don’t believe the master and his wife?'
Tian Buyi frowned and suddenly shouted loudly: 'How dare you! Who are you? How dare you make unreasonable assumptions about the master and the teachers?'
Song Daren's expression changed, he lowered his head and said, 'Yes, I know I was wrong.'
Suru stood aside, sighed, and came over to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, these are the instructions given by the real master, and the damage to the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is of great concern. It's no wonder that the master brother is so concerned about it."
This is very stressful, so I should ask and explain it several times.'
Tian Buyi turned his head to the side and said nothing. Song Daren and other disciples all lowered their heads and said: 'Disciple understands.'
Suru looked at the disciples one by one and said softly: "I know that some of you are a little aggrieved. You feel that the master and the teachers cannot trust you. In fact, in the final analysis, these are all due to the importance of the matter and the last resort."
.After the previous battle, our Qingyun Sect had an unrivaled reputation among the righteous people in the world, suppressing all other comrades. But to be honest, all of this was because the real leader was on the Tongtian Peak, holding the Immortal-killing Divine Sword and
It was obtained by defeating the Beast God after a fierce battle. I think you all know as well as me the weight of this Immortal-killing Divine Sword that enables our Qingyun Sect to have everything we have today.'
When Suru said this, she smiled sadly and said: 'But I never thought that this divine sword would actually...' She paused for a moment, as if she needed to collect herself before she could continue speaking, and said: 'That day in Huanyue
Outside the cave, except for the real master of the sect and several elder masters who came later, only the disciples of Dazhu Peak and a few female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak were present. They witnessed the damage of the divine sword. Therefore, for the sake of the reputation of our sect and the people in the cave,
The reputation in the world, it is well deserved that the master should care more about it and give more instructions. Don't take it to heart, just remember to hide this matter in your heart forever. Do you understand?'
Song Daren and others looked at each other and said in unison: 'Disciple, I understand, and I will obey the orders of my master and my wife.'
Suru turned to look at Tian Buyi. Tian Buyi frowned, and the expression on his fat face was still very heavy. He didn't seem to be relieved at all by Suru's words. He only stretched out his hand and waved to the disciples and said: "You guys
You all should remember what Master Wife said. Okay, let's go down!'
Song Daren and others bowed together, turned around and went down together. Wu Dayi, He Dazhi and others who had difficulty moving were also supported by Song Daren, Du Bishu and others. Soon, everyone walked out, leaving only Tian Buyi and Su
Ru stood in the silent hall.
Suru looked at Tian Buyi's increasingly gloomy face, walked slowly to his side, and whispered: 'What's wrong? Is the head brother losing his temper again?'
Tian Buyi snorted lightly and said: 'He is not only angry at me, but even someone like Shui Yue, he also scolded him in the same way, so who am I?'
Suru was surprised and said: 'What, senior brother, he even scolded senior sister Shuiyue?'
A look of anxiety appeared on Tian Buyi's face, he was pacing back and forth faster and his brows were furrowed tighter.
Seeing his expression, Suru was quite worried, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only say: 'Don't worry too much, senior brother, he was just too anxious for a moment, that's why...'
Tian Buyi suddenly raised his head and interrupted loudly: 'If he is really too anxious, even if he scolds me a thousand times or ten thousand times, I won't care anymore?'
Suru lowered her head, but quickly raised it again, with a look of surprise on her face, and asked: 'What did you just say?'
Tian Buyi kept mumbling and walked quickly back and forth in the Shoujing Hall. His expression became more and more restless, with a faint hint of worry.
Suru was even more worried and said anxiously: 'What do you mean, tell me quickly!'
Tian Buyi walked up to Suru, stopped, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, Senior Brother Daoxuan has invited me and Shuiyue to come many times, and repeatedly told his disciples to keep secrets. This originally
There is nothing wrong with that. But in the past few times, I see that Senior Brother Daoxuan has become more and more wrong.'
Suru was startled for a moment and said: 'Something's wrong, what does this mean?'
Tian Buyi frowned and said: 'In your past, do you ever remember that Senior Brother Daoxuan scolded people easily?'
Suru was silent for a long time, shaking his head and said: 'Senior brother, the leader, has profound moral principles, good conduct, and is intangible with emotions and anger. How can he easily get angry and curse others.'
Tian Buyi nodded and said: "Yes, that's it. Even you know this. But after this battle, Senior Brother Daoxuan's temperament seems to have changed drastically, and he has become more and more impatient. He has summoned me and Shuiyue several times."
Go ahead and give him some advice, but he always looks nice at first, but in the end, for no apparent reason, he gets angry because of some inexplicable little thing, or insults, or vents his anger, in short...'
He shook his head, slowly raised his eyes to look at Suru, hesitated for a moment, approached Suru, lowered his voice and said: "I suspect that Senior Brother Daoxuan has been killed by the sword of the Zhuxian Sword in the battle with the Beast God."
The spiritual rage came back, so...'
Suru's expression changed and she said hastily: 'Shut up.' As she said that, she walked quickly outside the Shoujing Hall, looked around to make sure there was no one around, then walked back and whispered to Tian Buyi: 'This is my Qingyun Sect's secret matter.
,You, you can’t just talk nonsense!'
Tian Buyi sighed and said: "This matter is so important, how dare I talk nonsense. But in the previous battle, Senior Brother Daoxuan wanted to win, and despite my repeated dissuasion, he forced the ancestors to open the Qingyun Seven Meridians Spiritual Energy.
The Heavenly Secret Seal greatly increases the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. But every time I think about the legacy left by the ancestor of the previous generation, I warn that this Zhuxian Ancient Sword is too violent and murderous. It seems to be an ominous thing, so I cannot treat it as such.
Wait a minute. When I came back today, I said goodbye to Shuiyue at Tongtian Peak. Although we have always been at odds with each other, when we said goodbye, we looked at each other and seemed to feel something in our hearts. I guess that Shuiyue must have the same thoughts as me.
, it’s just that the matter is too relevant, and neither of us dared to speak out.'
Suru was silent for a long time, and said in a slightly astringent voice: "Despite this, in the final analysis, it is still better than the ancient sword of Zhu Xian. Now that Zhu Xian has been destroyed, even if the head brother is unfortunate enough to suffer, there is no source for it, and he has a good way."
God, as time goes by, he will probably wake up and resolve it on his own!'
The heavy look on Tian Buyi's face did not fade at all, and he said calmly: 'I hope so, otherwise, as the Lord of Qingyun, if something happens to him, everyone in the Qingyun Sect... I really don't know how it will end.'
Suru thought for a while, then sighed helplessly, and said dejectedly: "That's all, this is not something we can take care of now, so you don't have to worry too much. There is one more thing I have always wanted to ask. After the ancient sword of Zhu Xian was damaged, what happened?"
How to deal with it?'
Tian Buyi pondered for a moment and said: "I originally asked a senior brother Nagato who knew about this matter. I heard that after senior brother Daoxuan scolded everyone on the spot not to leak it, he immediately picked up the two pieces of the Zhuxian Sword.
He started and walked into Huanyue Cave Mansion at the same time, and no one was allowed to enter the forbidden area of Huanyue Cave Mansion. So to this day, no one knows what happened to the ancient sword of Zhu Xian? Maybe, there is still hope to repair it?'
Tian Buyi said the last sentence to himself, but then shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was obvious that even he himself did not believe such a thing. After smiling twice, he casually said: "We can't take care of that sword, but we are going to Tongtian Peak today.
In addition to receiving an inexplicable scolding, I also heard a strange thing.'
Suru was startled and said: 'What's weird?'
Tian Buyi shrugged his shoulders and said: "You won't believe it. How many disciples and elders were killed in the previous battle are now being held in public sacrifice at the Yuqing Hall of Tongtian Peak. But our senior brother Daoxuan is in the Yuqing Hall every day."
I can't help but show my face once, and then disappear. Instead, I go to the ancestor's ancestral hall in Houshan every day to keep vigil. Do you think it's strange?'
Suru was stunned and said in surprise: 'Watching the spirit, what happened to the ancestor's ancestral hall? Could it be that one of the senior elders passed away?'
Tian Buyi shook his head and sneered: "What kind of elder is that? I heard some young disciples secretly discussing that he was actually an old man who had been guarding and cleaning the ancestor's ancestral hall for decades. I don't know why he died on that day. How did he die?"
, no one knows, only that after Senior Brother Daoxuan found out about this, he was dumbstruck for a while, and then became furious. I heard that he was in a state of despair for several days for some reason. In the end, he insisted on putting the old man's spiritual tablet into the ancestor's ancestral hall, but in the end
What's strange is that the tablet he put in the ancestor's ancestral hall is blank!'
The more Suru listened, the more confused she became, and she was even more shocked in her heart. She shook her head and said: 'This, this, what is going on? Is the head brother really, really a little confused?'
Tian Buyi sneered and said: "No one knows whether he is confused or not. Anyway, someone tried to persuade him, but he refused to listen. Moreover, instead of taking a closer look at the disciples' memorial tablets in the Yuqing Hall, he ran to the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Looking at the blank spiritual place in a daze. If this continues, I think something will happen to the Qingyun Sect sooner or later, and it will be destroyed in his hands sooner or later...'
Suru was silent for a while. After a while, she sighed quietly and looked outside the Shoujing Hall. She saw that in this lonely afternoon, the outside was empty, with only the blue sky in the distance.
The mountain breeze blew by, and the faint sound of bamboo waves in the back mountain could be heard, but somehow it added a bit of loneliness.
The place is as quiet and solemn as ever, the tall ancestral hall still stands, and the surrounding woods are as green as ever. It seems that the earth-shattering battle that took place on Qingyun Mountain a few days ago had no impact on this place at all.
In addition to the absence of an old man cleaning, there is also an unfamiliar and blank spiritual tablet in an inconspicuous place among the countless tablets on the dark sacred table.
Lin Jingyu silently knelt in front of the empty memorial tablet, wearing linen and mourning. There was a brazier in front of him. There were two white candles and three sticks of incense on the table. The smoke floated gently and soon merged with other incense.
They can no longer be separated.
Lin Jingyu had a sad look on his face, pursed his lips tightly, and knelt on the ground numbly. He slowly put a bunch of paper money in his hand into the flames burning in the brazier in front of him, watching them gradually curl up and turn yellow, gradually turn into ashes, and then Then slowly put in new paper money.
From time to time, he raised his head to look at the blank spiritual tablet. Putting the old man's spiritual tablet into the ancestor's ancestral hall was the sole insistence of the Qingyun Sect's headmaster, Daoxuan Zhenren. The other elders did not agree. However, the Qingyunmen's headmaster always had great authority and increased After Daoxuan Zhenren defeated the Beast God in one fell swoop, his reputation became unparalleled. Seeing that he refused to retreat, everyone had no choice but to follow him.
However, although this incident was beyond Lin Jingyu's expectation, what happened next surprised him even more. Master Daoxuan actually put a blank spiritual tablet into the ancestor's ancestral hall. For this reason, Lin Jingyu even had the courage to do so. Ask Daoxuan, the real person who came to worship.
Unexpectedly, Master Daoxuan just asked a faint question, and then made Lin Jingyu speechless: 'Then do you know his name?'
Lin Jingyu was stunned. Although he had followed this mysterious old man for ten years, he had never told him anything about his past. At this moment, he was really at his wits' end for Lin Jingyu to say anything. It's just that he couldn't do anything. Judging from Daoxuan's appearance, it was obvious that he knew something about the old man, but he had no intention of revealing it.
Although Lin Jingyu was confused, he did not dare to be too presumptuous towards the master, so he had to retreat silently. Anyway, in his heart, although the old man's memorial tablet was empty, his voice, appearance, and smile were clearly engraved in his heart. It has never faded away.
He had also visited the former Shanggong Festival, but he always felt that there were countless disciples worshiping there. However, although this senior, possessing peerless knowledge, passed away so quietly, he had to pay tribute to him no matter what. He died, and Master Daoxuan seemed to have acquiesced in his coming here to clean up the old man's affairs. Moreover, as the head of the family, he often came to the ancestral hall to visit this old man, regardless of the astonished looks of many of his disciples. The old man's empty spiritual position caused a lot of speculation, but Lin Jingyu couldn't control it.
At this moment, another set of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him. Over the past few days, Lin Jingyu had become familiar with the footsteps, and when he heard them, he knew they were Master Daoxuan.
He stood up and looked back, whispering: 'Master.'
Master Daoxuan slowly walked into the ancestral hall.
The lights in the ancestral hall were dim. Although Lin Jingyu had been staying here, he could not clearly see Dao Xuan's face for a while. He could only vaguely see Dao Xuan's figure, standing in the shadows, silently looking at the empty spiritual tablet next to him.
For some reason, Lin Jingyu looked at the vague shadow in the dark and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He just felt a heartbeat for no reason and was vaguely nervous.
‘Is he okay?’ Master Daoxuan finally spoke. His voice seemed quite low, a little hoarse, and seemed to be exerting force, suppressing something. It was very different from his previous tone.
Lin Jingyu was even more confused, but he still replied: 'This disciple keeps vigil for his senior day and night, and burns incense on time. He never neglects it.'
The figure in the shadow moved and said slowly: "He has taught you for ten years in vain if you are so dedicated to his death. Hehe..." He laughed coldly in this dim ancestral hall. It actually had a bit of a gloomy meaning, 'I don't know what will happen if I die...'
He suddenly stopped talking, as if he felt that he had said the wrong thing. Lin Jingyu naturally did not dare to say anything and stood there with his hands down.
There was silence in the ancestor's ancestral hall. After a while, Master Daoxuan said: 'You should go out for a while. I have something to say to him alone.'
Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then responded and said: 'Yes.' After saying that, he stepped out.
As soon as he walked out of the ancestor's ancestral hall and stood in the sunny open space, Lin Jingyu suddenly felt refreshed, and then he realized that he seemed to feel suppressed in the ancestral hall just now.
He walked around the open space around the ancestral hall and waited for half an hour, but still did not see Master Daoxuan come out. At a strange point, he turned around and saw a figure disappearing on the path leading to Huanyue Cave.
Since the end of the war, Huanyue Cave has become a forbidden area again, and the only one who can enter is naturally Daoxuan Zhenren.
Lin Jingyu looked there for a few times, shook his head, and turned back to the ancestor's ancestral hall. He walked to the empty spiritual tablet and saw that three sticks of incense had been inserted in front of the spiritual tablet, and in the brazier on the ground in front of him,
There seemed to be a lot more ashes, as if someone had burned some more paper money here.
Lin Jingyu thought for a moment, then slowly raised his head, only to see the blank tablet still standing quietly in that secluded corner, silent...