Chapter two hundred and ten, the foundation of the foundation
Such a legendary figure in the world of immortality wanted to take Lin Xi away, so Lin Xi naturally had no choice but to resist.
The surrounding clouds and mist are billowing, and in the distance there are stretching fairy peaks, towering and towering, rich in spiritual energy, and hanging silver waterfalls, showing the atmosphere of the fairy family and majestic beauty.
There seems to be a blue cloud above the sky, mysterious and mysterious, like an immortal passage.
Lin Xi had seen such a scene before when she first entered Qingyun Sect.
It was obvious that Jiang Chen was taking Lin Xi back to Qingyun Sect.
Lin Xi felt a little confused and a little reluctant.
But he didn't say that he wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.
Soon Jiang Chen led Lin Xi through several fairy peaks in the clouds, past Linxian Pavilion and Qingyun Pavilion, and came to a fairy mountain that Lin Xi had never seen before.
The spiritual energy here is not very strong, and it is quite quiet, but the scenery is beautiful, the water is clear, and the wind is light. It seems to be a good place for seclusion.
Why bring him here?
Lin Xi was puzzled.
This fairy mountain is even behind Linxian Pavilion, which also shows the importance of this place.
Before Lin Xi could ask any questions, the sect leader Jiang Chen said slowly: "This mountain is called the Mountain of Immortal Meteor."
The Mountain of Immortal Meteor.
Lin Xi muttered a few words, and an inexplicable feeling of sadness arose spontaneously.
Jiang Chen led Lin Xi towards the depths of the Fairy Mountain. There was a cemetery in the distance. The cemetery had an arched white jade gate, but the tomb had no boundaries, making people feel solemn. There were tombstones all over the mountain.
Although the pale tombstones are shrouded in cyan fairy light, they still cannot eliminate the cold and dead feeling.
Lin Xi didn't know how many tombstones there were, but he could guess intuitively that there were at least tens of thousands.
Every tombstone represents a life lost.
"Thousands of years ago, Qingyun Sect suffered a huge change. There were heavy casualties. Tens of thousands of Qingyun Sect monks died in that crisis. The entire Qingyun Sect's vitality was severely damaged and the sect was almost destroyed."
Jiang Chen walked inside without thinking about himself, with a serious look on his face: "Follow me."
Lin Xi followed him involuntarily.
He didn't expect that the Qingyun Sect, which has infinite glory, would also encounter such a tragic situation. He really didn't know how it managed to survive.
The two soon came to an ordinary tombstone.
There are a few words written on the tombstone: Tomb of late husband Du Yi.
"Du Yi, a disciple of Guiyuan Hall, is the true successor of Qingyun Sect. He was the most likely disciple to inherit the position of the master of Guiyuan Hall. Unfortunately, he died of exhaustion in that battle against the seven Nascent Souls alone." Jiang
Chen was silent for a long time: "Guess who erected this tombstone."
Lin Xi shook his head: "This junior doesn't know."
"It's his Taoist companion named Guman."
Guman......
Lin Xi remembered that Guman, the master of Guiyuan Hall, was the beautiful young woman whom she had met in Linxian Pavilion.
"After the death of his Taoist companion, Guman was so distraught that he drove away all the courteous suitors, devoted himself to cultivation, inherited his late husband's legacy, and finally took the position of the master of Guiyuan Hall."
Concentrate on cultivating yourself, rather than practicing hard.
That is really trying your best, and you will be successful if you don't succeed.
Lin Xi's heart trembled.
Jiang Chen bowed deeply towards the tombstone and then continued walking forward.
Lin Xi followed again.
Soon we came to another tombstone.
The tombstone reads the tomb of my beloved disciple Chen Qianyu.
"Do you know whose tomb this is?" Jiang Chen asked again.
Lin Xi thought for a while, but still shook her head: "I don't know, this junior."
"Erected by the second elder of the Formation Hall."
Lin Xi quickly remembered the smiling old man he had met in Linxian Pavilion. He was the elder of the Formation Hall. He was very interested in the puppet, so he wanted to take the puppet away to study the formation patterns.
The old man didn't have a good impression on Lin Xi.
He looks like a man who appears to be highly virtuous and respectable, but actually smiles with a hidden agenda and is greedy for profit.
His desire for puppets is most unabashed.
"Chen Qianyu is the most valued disciple of the Second Elder. He had even thought about passing on his mantle to the other party for a long time. Unfortunately, in a battle, Chen Qianyu died tragically. The Second Elder almost went crazy. He would rather die than himself, so he fought tooth and nail to kill the enemy.
, and even risked his life many times, but miraculously survived in the end."
"Probably because the sky is not stopping him, he made an unexpected breakthrough and his lifespan surged. Not only did his strength greatly increase, but all the hidden injuries from the successive battles were recovered, making him an indispensable and important figure in the formation hall."
"But this incident dealt a huge blow to him. To this day, he has not accepted any more apprentices."
Jiang Chen's words made Lin Xi fall into a long silence.
To an old man.
The apprentice who inherited the mantle died in battle.
A white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift is probably the most unacceptable thing.
When a beloved disciple dies, but his realm breaks through and his lifespan is greatly increased, there is always a very miserable and sad feeling.
But Jiang Chen still didn't stop, but bowed and walked forward again.
Lin Xi followed.
The two came to a tombstone again.
There was a broken spiritual sword stuck in front of the tombstone. It was dim and dull, its spirituality had long since dissipated, leaving only a broken body that had been curled up by the blade.
This is the Cenotaph.
It means that even the body of the deceased cannot be found before his death, so this method can only be used to replace it.
There is no writing on the tombstone.
Jiang Chen did not ask again this time, but said calmly: "This person is a worshiper who lived in Qingyun Sect thousands of years ago. His surname is Yuan. Because he doesn't like to socialize with others, no one knows his specific name."
The Qingyun Sect is powerful and has hundreds of thousands of immortal peaks. It is not surprising that there are a few lonely worshipers who don't recognize the sect leader.
"This worshiper did not leave during the great change, but stepped forward to fight for the Qingyun Sect and killed countless enemies. Although he was powerful, he still died and his body could not be found. He had no friends or relatives.
, I only adopted an orphan as my adopted son, and I treat this adopted son as my own and take care of him in every possible way."
"You must have guessed who this adopted son is, right?" Jiang Chen said.
Lin Xi nodded heavily: "Yuan Chou, the master of the Sunset Palace."
The master of the Sunset Palace is the person who finally won the right to own the puppet.
The puppet was supposed to belong to Sunset Palace disciple Wen Muge.
"No one knows the true name of the enshrined person, and the only adopted son, Yuan Chou, was too young at the time to carve a monument, so the matter was shelved for the time being."
"Yuan Chou grew up in the Qingyun Sect, and he did not carve a monument when he grew up. He said that he was not worthy enough to carve a monument for his adoptive father for the time being. If he could not take revenge, how could he have the face to face his adoptive father?"
That's why there is no inscription on this tombstone.
Lin Xi, led by Jiang Chen, looked at hundreds of tombstones at once.
Behind every tombstone there is a tragic and heroic story.
This made Lin Xi feel increasingly heavy.
Masters and apprentices, fathers and sons, Taoist companions, behind every deceased soul there is the pain and cries of loved ones.
The whole cemetery is filled with an atmosphere of sadness.
"I don't want you to think they are pitiful, nor do I want you to feel sympathy." Jiang Chen said slowly: "They are all heroes of the Qingyun Sect."
"The Qingyun Sect was almost completely destroyed."
"It is preserved because of the sacrifices of so many ancestors."
"Why was the Qingyun Sect able to continue and not gradually decline after that war?"
Jiang Chen said with great pride: "Because the Qingyun Sect has never let go of any opportunity to become stronger since then, sparing no effort and cultivating potential juniors. Even the sect master, pavilion master, hall master, hall master, etc.
The interests of the great elders can be sacrificed and they can make way for outstanding juniors."
"We are already old, but there are always disciples who are still young."
"We, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, can get the best treatment, the best training resources, and the best training guidance, so that we can grow into real towering trees and become powerful monks who can protect the Qingyun Sect."
"This! This is the foundation of my Qingyun Sect."