The vast land of China, the vast mountains, and the fertile land in the middle-earth region still seem to be a peaceful and prosperous scene at this moment, and there is no sense of the strange happenings in the remote mountains in the southwest border.
However, at this moment, two people were flying towards Huqi Mountain, where the original main hall of the Ghost King Sect was located. It was Jin Ping'er and Cangsong Taoist who secretly sneaked into Qingyun Mountain and broke the "Tianji Lock".
After they secretly destroyed the Heavenly Secret Lock on the four peaks of Qingyun Gate, they then carefully explored the surroundings of Qingyun Mountain as instructed by the Ghost King earlier. It took them a few days before they rushed back. Along the way, Cangsong Taoist was taciturn, and sometimes
It was rare to say a word all day long. Jin Ping'er more or less understood the contradictory moods of Cangsong Taoist, but I knew that she was not a soft-hearted, sympathetic and kind-hearted woman. On the contrary, although her face was still calm.
Ri Qiao smiled sweetly, but in his heart he actually looked down upon Cangsong Taoist.
This way back, they entered the Baili realm of Huqi Mountain. After a day's journey, the two of them fell back to the ground from the sky and found a secluded valley to take a rest. The valley was not big, and there was a small stream between the mountains.
It flowed upstream, through the bottom of the valley, and down the mountain. The water in the stream was clear. Jin Ping'er felt thirsty after a day's journey, so he walked to the stream, held some water in his hand, and drank it.
The valley stream was cold to the touch, but very sweet in the mouth. Jin Ping'er couldn't help but take a few more sips, then he took a deep breath, turned around and said with a smile: "Taoist Master, this stream is quite good, why don't you come over and drink some?"
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Cangsong Taoist sat on a stone next to him and shook his head. His face looked gloomy. In fact, he had always looked like this since he came back from Qingyun Mountain. Jin Ping'er looked at it and smiled secretly in his heart, but he was too lazy to do so.
I went to speak out, turned around, picked up the clear stream water with my hands, splashed it on my face a few times, then raised my head and shook it, I felt a coolness on my face penetrated into my heart, which was indescribable.
Under the sunlight, the crystal water droplets looked like pearls on her fair skin, slowly sliding down. Her chest was slightly wet with a few drops of water splashing, vaguely revealing the light and tender skin, which looked alluring and beautiful.
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"Miss Jin." Suddenly, Taoist Cangsong who had been silent behind him suddenly called out.
Jin Ping'er didn't expect Taoist Cangsong, who had always been like a dull gourd, to take the initiative to speak. She felt a little strange in her heart. She turned around, showed her signature charming smile, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Taoist Master?"
Taoist Cangsong lowered his eyes slightly, not looking at Jin Ping'er's beautiful face that could confuse all living beings. He frowned slightly, as if he had a lot of worries and burdens on his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he just listened to him: "
The Ghost King Sect Master ordered us to secretly destroy the Heavenly Secret Lock of Qingyun Sect. I know the intention behind this. The Demon Sect..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly choked up. Jin Ping'er looked at him with a smile, but there seemed to be a bit of irony in her eyes.
Taoist Cangsong was silent for a moment and whispered: "...the Holy Religion wants to dominate the world, so the Qingyun Sect is naturally the number one enemy, and breaking their heavenly secret lock is the top priority. But I don't understand why the Ghost King Sect Leader still wants to
Let us take a detailed look at all the towns and villages within a hundred miles of Qingyun Gate, as well as the common people living there. These people are basically unarmed ordinary people. Even those who usually respect Qingyun Gate, they don’t seem to be able to reach the Holy Religion.
Go deal with them?"
Jin Ping'er turned her charming eyes and said with a smile: "Why, does the Taoist Master have compassion in his heart and want to save all sentient beings?"
Taoist Cangsong's face darkened and he said: "I just think it's enough to deal with the Qingyun Sect. If we want to involve these innocent people, there is no need."
Jin Ping'er smiled and said: "Taoist Master, why are you angry? I didn't say anything!" After saying that, she paused, and after pondering for a moment, she said: "To be honest, the investigation of the towns around Qingyun Mountain was indeed ordered by the Ghost King Sect Master.
I don’t know the reason why they came down, but in my opinion, with the demeanor of the Ghost King Sect Master, he doesn’t look like a madman who slaughters people for no reason.”
Taoist Cangsong's face softened slightly and he pondered for a moment. He seemed to think that Jin Ping'er's words were reasonable, but he still seemed to have some scruples in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Having said that, I still can't figure out why we are asked to check those ordinary people."
Ordinary people, apart from their large numbers, there is nothing else special about them. Those common people, even if they come in hundreds or thousands, they are no match for an accomplished cultivator."
Jin Ping'er smiled and said: "We all want to know this level. The Ghost King Sect Leader's heart is as deep as the sea, how can we not figure it out? So, Taoist Master, you don't have to worry about it."
Taoist Cangsong sighed softly and said: "It is because the Ghost King Sect Master's heart is as deep as the sea, I can't guess what he is thinking in his heart at all. Although it is common sense, I am just afraid that he will suddenly..." The rest of the words
, he seemed to feel a little bored himself, smiled bitterly, shook his head and stopped talking.
Jin Ping'er is naturally not the kind of person who would worry about the lives of countless people under Qingyun Mountain. However, she is somewhat dissatisfied with Taoist Cangsong's somewhat strange attitude. She still doesn't know what her future fate will be.
Why, they still worry about other people? Could it be that these righteous guys just have this temper, and they can't change it even if they join the Demon Cult.
Jin Ping'er shrugged his shoulders, feeling baffled by such a weird thing. He turned around and walked back to the stream. He wanted to wash his face before leaving here and continuing on his way. He said lightly: "Taoist priest, don't worry.
Okay, don’t think about what to do with this..."
Before the word "huh" was spoken, Jin Ping'er's eyes suddenly froze. The word seemed to be stuck and she could no longer say it. Even her body seemed to stiffen.
In the stream that was crystal clear just now, there was suddenly a patch of blood, dark red in color, slowly rippling away with the flow of water in the stream. Jin Ping'er stared at the blood, and her face instantly became ugly.
Thinking that just now he had drank the water here and washed his face with it, Jin Ping'er's stomach twitched and he felt like vomiting.
She stood there and watched silently for a while, then moved her eyes and looked upstream along the blood stain. Sure enough, the blood stain was slowly flowing down from the upstream. It was like a thin red line in the stream, stretching endlessly.
Absolutely.
Jin Ping'er snorted coldly and walked upstream along the stream.
Behind the scenes, Taoist Cangsong saw Jin Ping'er suddenly walking away. He was a little surprised and said, "Miss Jin, what's wrong with you?"
Jin Ping'er didn't answer him, and just stared at the stream. Cangsong Taoist frowned and walked over. Then his face changed slightly, and he also noticed something strange in the stream. After hesitating for a moment, he followed.
Jin Ping'er walked upstream behind him.
This creek is neither deep nor big. If you walk into it, the water is no more than your knees. You can walk to the other side in three or four steps. However, the water is gurgling and winding, and it is actually quite long. The two of them walked for less than half of the valley.
An hour later, when they were about to leave the valley, the stream actually had no end in sight, and the strange blood-stained red line in the water kept extending.
Jin Ping'er and Taoist Cangsong looked at each other and frowned. Both of them were extraordinary people. Naturally, they knew that if the blood of ordinary beasts flowed in the water, it would still flow along the water, but if
Such a long distance would have been invisible in the water long ago. The blood stains in the water are still congealed, but it must be very strange.
Among the mountains, the wind passed through the valley, making a strange whistling sound. The mountains and forests shook and made a strange noise, adding a bit of gloominess.
Taoist Cangsong suddenly stopped. Jin Ping'er frowned, looked at him and said, "What?"
Cangsong Taoist was silent for a moment and said: "I think we should not get too troubled."
Jin Ping'er raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Taoist Cangsong to say such words, and said, "Taoist Master, are you afraid?"
A trace of anger flashed across Taoist Cangsong's face, but he still endured it and said: "The important matter is the most important thing. The Ghost King Sect Master has been ordering us to do things for some time. I think it is best to go back and report first." After that, he
Without waiting for Jin Ping'er to speak, as if he didn't want to see Jin Ping'er's slightly sarcastic gaze, he turned around, flew up with his sword, and flew towards Huqi Mountain.
Jin Ping'er looked at the flying back of Cangsong Taoist and snorted coldly, with a look of contempt in her eyes. She didn't bother to chase after him for a moment, and turned her head to look at the blood stains in the stream. Slowly, her expression changed.
It became a little more solemn.
Suddenly, in the empty valley, a low roar came from the distance upstream of the stream. Jin Ping'er was concentrating on his thoughts. He was startled by the sudden cry and turned around quickly, only to see
There was a forest ahead. The stream turned a corner beside the forest, but the place where the cry came from was blocked by the dense forest.
Now that she was here, Jin Ping'er naturally wouldn't ignore it. With a light leap of her body, she flew past quietly and submerged into the dense forest. She jumped several times and climbed onto a branch at the edge of the forest to look down.
At this sight, her expression suddenly changed.
Cangsong Taoist flew in mid-air, and deliberately slowed down his speed and waited for a long time. Unexpectedly, Jin Ping'er did not catch up. Cangsong Taoist looked at the empty space behind him and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. Jin Ping'er was usually polite to him.
In Qi's conversation, he kept saying "the Tao is long, the Tao is short", but Taoist Cangsong was well versed in the world and had long seen the hint of disdain and ridicule hidden in Jin Ping'er's eyes.
Or maybe Jin Ping'er didn't actually mean to be sarcastic, but Taoist Cangsong thought so. It's no wonder that Taoist Cangsong, since he betrayed Qingyun and joined the Demon King's Sect, his mentality has gradually become so strangely sensitive.
.
After Cangsong Taoist was feeling sulky and hesitating whether to go alone or go back to find Jin Ping'er, a light purple light lit up from behind, but Jin Ping'er flew over.
The magic weapon flashed brightly, and Jin Ping'er came to the side of Cangsong Taoist. The wind in the sky made her clothes fly. But looking at it at this moment, Jin Ping'er's face seemed to be thoughtful, without the usual full face.
smile.
Seeing Taoist Cangsong waiting there, Jin Ping'er smiled at him, but the smile looked a bit forced, which was far from her usual charming look, and said: "Taoist Master, let's go!"
Taoist Cangsong snorted coldly, turned around and continued to move forward with his sword, without even saying a word. Facing this somewhat rude move, Jin Ping'er had no anger on her face. On the contrary, she slowly followed behind, looking at
He was looking at the figure of Taoist Cangsong who was speeding away in front, but his eyes showed a twinkling complex look.
The valley is still a hundred miles away from Huqi Mountain, and the mountains are undulating. If an ordinary person wants to go to Huqi Mountain from here, it would take at least half a month to trek through mountains and rivers. But for Cangsong Blade and Jin Ping'er, who can control swords and fly, it is not possible.
It takes less than half a day.
But when they flew close to Huqi Mountain in the past, it felt like they had been punched in the face. Even Jin Ping'er, who had been meditating, was shocked and speechless. As they slowly descended, the people in front of them
Everything gradually became clear. The once-towering Huqi Mountain had disappeared at this moment. On the ground of the huge mountain, a huge abyss suddenly appeared. Inside, the roar of the hot magma flowing could be heard from a distance, and from there,
Countless strange red blood lights emitted from the abyss, shooting into the sky, like the image of the legendary devil.
The air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.
"What's going on? What happened?" Cangsong Taoist murmured.
After falling to the ground, Cangsong Taoist looked around and saw that the area around the abyss, which was about ten miles away, was shrouded in strange and strange red light and shadow. The woods that were originally full of lush leaves were all dead at this moment, leaving only one
A withered tree trunk stood on the same spot, the situation was terrifying.
Cangsong Taoist looked around, feeling frightened, when suddenly Jin Ping'er's voice came from beside him, and she heard a soft "Eh" sound, quite surprised. Cangsong Taoist looked towards her, and saw
Jin Ping'er pointed to the right front and whispered, "Look there."
Taoist Cangsong looked in the direction of her finger, and was also startled. He saw the red light and shadow in that direction shaking for a while, but dozens of figures walked out of the red shadow. Looking closely, these people were all strong and strong.
The men, with their clothes and accessories, and the official costumes of the Ghost King Sect of the Demonic Sect, appear to be disciples of the Ghost King Sect.
Taoist Cangsong finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Huqishan had indeed undergone great changes during the time he had left. However, with the power of the Ghost King, there was nothing he could do. Looking at these Ghost King Sect disciples, it was estimated that
The Ghost King Sect's vitality was not seriously injured.
At this time, a group of disciples from the Ghost King Sect over there who looked a bit like they were patrolling around also noticed two people standing here. They all turned around and walked towards here. Cangsong Taoist walked up to meet them and said loudly: "I
It’s Cangsong, what happened here?”
Jin Ping'er didn't say anything. She took a deep look at the red blood shadow in the distance that was like a light shield covering the abyss. Then she followed Taoist Cangsong silently, frowning and watching the approaching ghost kings.
Disciple of the sect.
People on both sides came closer, and the dozens of people were indeed disciples of the Ghost King Sect. The leader of them nodded to Cangsong and gave a salute, but for some reason, his movements seemed a bit stiff, and he said
: "I have met... uh... Taoist priest..."
Cangsong Taoist frowned. The Ghost King Sect disciple's tone of voice was quite strange. His words were staccato and his movements were somewhat stiff. He looked like a wooden man. He didn't know where he was transferred from. He was actually like this.
It doesn't look like anything.
However, Taoist Cangsong was too lazy to care about this at the moment and just said, "Where is the Ghost King Sect Leader? We have something to report to him."
The Ghost King Sect disciple still looked indifferent, slowly turned around and pointed at the end of the red light and shadow, saying, "Sect Master, uh, inside, uh... I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
The boss of Cangsong Taoist was impatient. Listening to someone say something was really draining his energy. He immediately waved his hand and said: "Okay, you can lead the way."
The Ghost King Sect disciple nodded, turned around and walked away, saying slowly: "Yes... uh."
The group of people walked towards the abyss again. Taoist Cangsong originally wanted to ask what was going on with the sudden and huge change in front of him, but the few conversations just now completely destroyed his patience. Asking such a stubborn ghost king
The disciples of the sect really feel like they are suffering, so they might as well ask the Ghost King sect leader directly later.
Jin Ping'er followed behind them, walking slowly, her eyes silently watching the Ghost King Sect disciples around her. At first glance, except for their slightly stiff movements, they were completely the same as ordinary people. There was nothing strange about them at all, but
The alert look in Jin Ping'er's eyes became more intense.
As he gradually approached the abyss and the red blood glow, Jin Ping'er suddenly discovered that the eyes of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect walking beside him suddenly slowly appeared with a faint red color, like bright red blood, and they
Everyone's walking movements actually began to become less stiff and became more brisk.
It seemed as if the blood-red light and shadow gave them some strength.
Getting closer and closer to that weird red light shield, seeing only two long distances, Cangsong Taoist suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't explain what the sudden feeling was, right here
Suddenly, there was a soft cry from behind, and everyone turned around to look, only to see Jin Ping'er, who was fine just now, suddenly sitting on the ground, covering his heart with his hand, wheezing and coughing loudly, his face turned pale, and he looked very painful.
This is her intuition.
Jin Ping'er's breathing became louder and louder, but the two Ghost King Sect disciples standing beside her seemed indifferent, as if they were indifferent to things outside them. But a moment later, a strange sound suddenly came from behind them, like
Some kind of stone hit the ground. Jin Ping'er was facing the direction of the strange sound. Then his expression changed drastically. He stood up and said in a voiceless voice: "What, why are you here too?"
The two disciples of the Ghost King Sect were both surprised. Seeing Jin Ping'er being so surprised, they couldn't help but turn around and look around. Who knew that after they turned around, they saw nothing behind them, and there was nothing, let alone a human figure.
, didn’t even see the shadow of a stone, it was like a ghost. The two monks Zhang Er were confused. They turned around and were about to ask Jin Ping’er. Unexpectedly, when they turned around, Jin Ping’er who was originally standing behind them disappeared, just like
Nothing has ever appeared in this place before, leaving only an empty piece of land.
The two disciples of the Ghost King Sect were shocked and looked at each other. Then they both shouted, but the shouts did not sound like human voices at all, more like the roar of two wild beasts. After making two laps in place, the two turned around and rushed in.
In the red blood light and shadow.
In the distance, Jin Ping'er slowly emerged from behind a human stone. The escape just now seemed simple, but it actually used up all her wit and morals. Until this moment, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he realize that his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
But before she could relax, suddenly, from the depths of the red light and shadow, a cry of extreme pain came. This voice belonged to Taoist Cangsong. Jin Ping'er's whole body was shaken, and he immediately turned around and hid on the stone.
Hidden behind the scenes, although Cangsong Taoist's shouts were sharp, they quickly weakened and disappeared. What followed was a burst of rumbling laughter. The sound was full of madness, as if everything in the world was about to be trampled on.
Under his feet, the mountains shook and echoed.
Jin Ping'er's face turned pale, and her body began to tremble slightly. Although the voice was somewhat mutated, she could clearly hear that it was the laughter of the Ghost King.
Thousands of miles away, there is the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain and the ancestral hall of the ancestors of Houshan Mountain.
The place is still as peaceful as before. The majestic palace is located in the woods, exuding a solemn atmosphere. The dense forest is quiet, and the birds chirping crisply. From a distance, you can vaguely see the dim ancestral hall and the shadows in the hall.
That little bit of incense.
Lin Jingyu raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky above his head was blue and cloudless. The warm sunshine shone on him, with a tepid warmth. The turquoise dragon-slaying sword was pinned from his waist.
The sword reflects the beautifully changing light.
It seems that the weather is good today.
He looked at it for a while, and a smile he had not seen for a long time slowly appeared on his lips. Then he picked up the broom in his hand and began to clean the stone steps in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Since the death of the mysterious visitor, Qingyun Mountain has undergone several changes, but under the drastic changes, no one has noticed this secluded corner that has long been isolated from the world, but Lin Jingyu seems to be very nostalgic for this place.
Perhaps it was because of his gratitude to the old man at the time, but in short, unknowingly and with the acquiescence of many people, Lin Jingyu became the successor to guard the ancestral hall.
The withered yellow leaves were rolled up one after another under the waving of the broom and swept aside. Lin Jingyu was cleaning quietly, doing what he had to do every day. The mountains and forests were quiet, the breeze was relaxed, but he didn't know that such a life would
But there will be more peace than before.
But on this day, it seemed that it was destined to never be peaceful.
Quietly, just as Lin Jingyu was concentrating on sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him. Lin Jingyu was shocked. If it were not the time to worship ancestors, several people in Qingyun Sect would usually
No one will come here within the month, and today is an ordinary day, so how could anyone come?
He looked up, but unexpectedly, he was even more surprised at this sight, which shocked him all over. He actually took a step back, his face changed color, and he said in a shocked voice: "Zhang...Uncle Master!"
Standing in front of him was surprisingly the Master Daoxuan of the Qingyun Sect who had been missing for many days.
Master Daoxuan is still wearing the dark green Taoist robe, but some parts of it look a little tattered. In the past, it was unimaginable that this would happen to the world-famous headmaster of Qingyun Sect. Looking at it now
There, Daoxuan's face was expressionless, he seemed a little thinner than in memory, and he seemed to have experienced more vicissitudes of life.
Lin Jingyu felt extremely confused. Although he was not a core member of the Qingyun Sect, and he did not know the inside story as well as Master Shuiyue and his disciples on Xiaozhu Peak, when Master Daoxuan and Tian Buyi had a conflict in the ancestral hall that day,
But he was present, and then both of them disappeared. Now that Tian Buyi has passed away, Master Daoxuan has come here quietly, and the twists and turns are so strange that it makes people feel chilling.
However, although Lin Jingyu was shocked and anxious here, Master Daoxuan over there seemed to pay no attention to him. His eyes only stayed on Lin Jingyu for a moment, and then looked at the magnificent ancestral hall.
Master Daoxuan looked at the palace for a long time, and suddenly said slowly: "Are you alone here now?"
Lin Jingyu was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
Master Daoxuan glanced at him, and suddenly his eyes were suspicious, but he fell on the dragon-slaying sword on Lin Jingyu's waist. The green sword light flowed lightly. Although the ancients left, it still carried the sword with it.
His unique pride makes him stand out from the rest.
The green light was reflected in his eyes, and Master Daoxuan's face also changed accordingly. A confused and thoughtful expression slowly emerged. Lin Jingyu was confused at the moment. He didn't know whether he should leave to the front mountain to meet the teachers at Tongtian Peak.
Should I report it, or should I continue to watch here?
However, Master Daoxuan did not give him much time to think. His strange look quickly disappeared and was replaced by another kind of indifference. He said to Lin Jingyu calmly: "You are here, without my instructions,
No one else is allowed in." After that, without waiting for Lin Jingyu's reply, he strode away and went straight to the dark hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Lin Jingyu was stunned on the spot, at a loss, and could only watch as the figure of Master Daoxuan disappeared into the darkness.
Entering the inner hall, after the initial darkness passed, what appeared in front of Daoxuan Zhenren was the huge altar table above the main hall and the countless spiritual tablets behind the altar table. A solemn and solemn atmosphere came to face him. The ancestors of Qingyun Sect were here.
, staring coldly and silently at the figure of Master Daoxuan.
Master Daoxuan's body trembled slightly, as if something was breaking out in his body, causing him considerable pain, but he quickly endured it, walked slowly to the altar table, took the sandalwood on the table, and lit a candle next to it.
After lighting the fire, he walked to the front of the altar table and slowly knelt down facing the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of all generations.
In the dim light, his face seemed to be uncertain, except for the warmth of the incense and the faint smoke.
"The ancestors of the Qingyun Sect, there is no need for the disciple Daoxuan..." His voice was low and hoarse, and the incense in his hands seemed to be trembling slightly, as if he was so excited that he stopped talking in the middle of the sentence.
His head was buried deeply, and he was prostrate in front of countless spiritual tablets. In the spacious and magnificent hall, an unknown wind started to blow. The surrounding curtains began to flutter gently, and even the candlelight on the altar table began to flicker.
Suddenly, the body of Master Daoxuan, who was prostrated on the ground, suddenly shook. He didn't know how to apply force. The three sandalwood sticks in his hand were suddenly eroded by the huge force. In an instant, he silently said "Zhaifen", and a
A mass of black energy spread out from Dao Xuan's body at this moment, churning rapidly and expanding, and was about to completely cover Dao Xuan's body.
Lin Jingyu, who was standing outside the main hall, seemed to be aware of something. He frowned and couldn't help but take a step closer to the main hall. Deep in the shadow, a strange aura suddenly rose up, among which was the evil spirit.
The aura is very strong, which is definitely not what is originally found in this ancestor's ancestral hall.
The strange expression on Master Daoxuan's face flashed through his mind, and he felt uneasy. However, looking at the majestic hall, he hesitated.
The mountain forest was silent, but around the ancestor's ancestral hall, even the chirping of birds disappeared in the blink of an eye. It seemed that the birds also sensed the inexplicable dangerous atmosphere, and they fell silent one by one.
In the main hall, Master Daoxuan's body was shaking more and more fiercely, and the black air surrounding him was getting thicker and thicker. In the originally silent main hall, a whirlwind appeared at some point, making a low whine, and in the empty space
The hall was blowing rapidly. The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Master Daoxuan's body was trembling and shrouded in black air, and he slowly stood up. At this time, the expression on his face seemed to suddenly
He became a changed person, filled with a violent spirit.
But if you look carefully, behind the violence, there is a look of pain in Daoxuan's eyes, so that the flesh on her face is distorted, as if he has been forcing himself to endure something, but looking at the situation, it is obvious that he is gradually unable to hold on.
Already.
At this strange and critical moment, the strange wind surrounding him was blowing harder and harder, not only blowing the heavy altar table back slightly, but even the distant incense table token behind the altar table.
Affected, many spiritual tablets were shaking in the strong wind, and some showed signs of falling.
As Daoxuan Zhenren of the Qingyun Sect, it can be said that he is already treasonous by attacking the ancestor's spiritual throne like this. Just looking at his face, he is getting more and more angry, so how can he still care about this?
It was at this moment that I suddenly heard a soft "pop" sound. Sure enough, under the strong wind, a certain spiritual tablet placed on the edge of the corner on the incense table finally failed to hold up and fell down, hitting the stones on the floor.
, making a crisp sound.
This sound also seemed to alarm Daoxuan Zhenren, who was struggling to support himself. He subconsciously turned his head to look. Suddenly, for some reason, his whole body was shaken, like a basin of cold water being poured on his head. The violent expression quickly receded, and the strange black energy also disappeared.
Somehow it converged and disappeared, leaving only regret and sadness on his face.
Under the dim light, the spirit tablet that had fallen to the ground lay there quietly, motionless. The wooden tablet was surprisingly blank.
This is an empty sign without any words.
That blank space seemed to be staring at him coldly.
Master Daoxuan's lips trembled slightly, and he stared blankly at the blank spiritual tablet. Then he slowly walked over, gently picked up the wordless spiritual tablet, and touched it carefully in his hand...
I don’t know how long it took, in the dark.
His hoarse and slightly choked voice came, "Junior brother..."
Lin Jingyu was so anxious that he was sweating on his forehead outside the ancestral hall. He fought countless times in his heart, and finally became cruel and prepared to rush in at all costs to see what was going on in the main hall of the ancestral hall. Who knew that at the moment he was about to jump up?
, the strange atmosphere in the ancestral hall suddenly disappeared.
Lin Jingyu felt confused and uneasy again. He had made up his mind before but could not take this step. After all, no matter what, the person inside the ancestral hall was Daoxuan Zhenren, the current headmaster of Qingyun Sect. He had saved people many times in the past.
, Not to mention the common people in the world, even the ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect, including Lin Jingyu, also regard him as a god-like figure.
After this hesitation, he waited for a long time. Lin Jingyu had never felt that time passed so slowly. Even though he had been alone in the deserted mountains and lonely ancestral halls these days, he never felt like he did now.
Until he began to wonder if he had not practiced enough, Daoxuan's figure once again appeared at the door of the hall.
His expression was still expressionless, and he walked down slowly without looking at Lin Jingyu. Lin Jingyu didn't know why, maybe because of Daoxuan's past power, he didn't dare to ask more questions, and quietly
Get out of the way.
When Master Daoxuan passed by him, he suddenly stopped. After a while, he only heard him whisper:
"Take care of them!"
Lin Jingyu was startled. He didn't know who Daoxuan Zhenren was referring to, but since he came out of the ancestral hall just now, he must be referring to the spiritual positions of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect in the ancestral hall. He nodded and said respectfully:
"Disciple knows."
Master Daoxuan took a deep look at him and looked him up and down. Looking at Lin Jingyu who was dressed in white and with the green dragon-slaying sword shining brightly on his waist, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "It really looks like...
…
Lin Jingyu didn't understand for a moment, but when he raised his head to ask for more information, he saw that Master Daoxuan had already gone. Looking in his direction, he was heading towards the most important forbidden area in Qingyun Sect, "Huanyue Cave". Lin
Jingyu hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go into the ancestral hall to have a look. He turned around and picked up the broom that he had just thrown on the ground.
Went into the ancestor’s ancestral hall.
He looked around and saw that everything in the main hall of the ancestral hall was the same as before, and there seemed to be no change.
He frowned and walked to the incense table dedicated to the ancestors of all generations. In a small bronze incense burner above the table, three newly lit sandalwood incense sticks were burning quietly, with a faint scent of sandalwood.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he saw that on the incense table with countless spiritual tablets, one spiritual tablet was placed too close to the edge of the table. He frowned. He had been organizing this place all day these days, and he was very familiar with the location of the spiritual tablets.
The Qingyun Sect's disciples would be guilty of a big sin if they rashly touched the spiritual place of their ancestor...
He shook his head slightly, walked over, picked up the spiritual tablet and was about to put it back into the incense table, when suddenly his body was shaken, and his eyes could no longer leave the tablet in his hand.
I saw that the name on the spiritual tablet was not written in gold paint like other tablets, because it was originally a blank tablet, but at this moment, on the spiritual tablet in Lin Jingyu's hand, there was a line of words: Qingyunmen Ten Thousand Swords
The spiritual position of one!
This line of words, so bright and eye-catching, was actually written with blood!