the heavens

Chapter 288
On the mountain road towards the ancestor's ancestral hall, Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan walked one after the other, with disciple Qingyun leading the way in front.

On both sides of the mountain road, the green forests are still the same as before, growing densely and vigorously. The faint morning mist is floating in the forest, and you can see leaves and branches everywhere, and there are crystal dewdrops on the leaves of grass and wild flowers. Fluttering gently in the breeze.

In the distance, in the depths of the dense forest, there are crisp and melodious birdsong, which makes people feel refreshed physically and mentally, as if they are in a fairyland.

That disciple Qingyun didn't talk much along the way, but after reaching Tongtian Peak, Zhou Xiaohuan talked a lot.

Although these years have followed Zhou Yixian from south to north and traveled all over the world, but this is the first time he has come to Qingyun Mountain.

Looking at the various scenery of Qingyun Mountain, Zhou Xiaohuan exclaimed from time to time.

Especially when he saw the water unicorn, Zhou Xiaohuan was even more curious, such a big strange beast was rare.

Qing Yun Sect deserves to be a sect that has been established for more than 2000 years. This kind of background is not something that ordinary sects can have.

After passing the clear water pool, Lu Xiaohua jumped from the mountain steps.

Zhou Xiaohuan burst into joy.

Lu Xiaohua stood on the mountain steps, quite proud of herself.

Zhou Xiaohuan pointed at Lu Xiaohua and said, "Grandpa, look at that talking deer."

On Zhou Yixian's face, he still maintained a calm and superior demeanor.

The appearance of Lu Xiaohua here can only explain one problem, that is, the Qing Yunzi who met by chance ten years ago has now become the Qingyun Patriarch of Qingyun Sect.

In fact, when he learned of Qingyunzi's name back then, he had been secretly following everything about Qingyunzi.

He still remembered the shock in his heart when he saw the three-tailed demon fox and the six-tailed spirit fox in the black stone cave near Xiaochi Town.

It was also because he and Xiaohuan went early that he also obtained the supreme weapon Xuanhuo Jian from the demon fox.

Although later, he personally returned the Xuanhuo Jian to Fenxiang Valley.

Until the Demon Cult invaded Qingyunmen, Qingyun Patriarch swept away the four major sects of the Demon Cult in the first battle, making everyone in the Demon Cult fearful.

Only then did Zhou Yixian know what kind of person Qing Yunzi was.

Although he only met Qingyunzi once, according to his opinion, that Qingyunzi might not be the real Patriarch Qingyun.

It's not that he has any evidence, it's mainly a kind of intuition.

He traveled all over the world for so many years, played in the world, and met many people. As a lost disciple of Qingyun Sect, Zhou Yixian naturally knew that there really is no one in this world who can understand the secret of longevity.

Even the patriarch of Qingyunmen might not have this ability.

But those people from Qingyunmen are not fools, how could they admit the identity of that person?

In the world apart from the great land of China and the vast wilderness, there is a heaven above and a nether world below.

Zhou Yixian would rather believe that the current Qingyunzi is the reincarnation of the former Qingyunmen Patriarch from the Netherworld.

Or, like him, this one is also a lost disciple of a certain branch of Qing Yunmen in the past.

It was really hard for him to believe that Patriarch Qingyunzi was not dead.

For the past ten years, he has been trying to find clues about this Qing Yunzi in the world, but unfortunately, there is really nothing in this world that he can know, and he has almost found nothing.

In the past ten years, Qingyunmen has become more and more prosperous.

This also made him gradually dispel his doubts, but his curiosity about Qingyunzi's identity finally drove him to Qingyunmen.

He was about to see that Qing Yunzi again, and Zhou Yixian suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in his heart that had not been touched for many years. He looked deep into the mountain road and saw the majestic cornice deep in the dense forest. Under the eaves, there seemed to be sword lights dancing.

……

Lu Fengqiu stood in front of the patriarch's ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, watching that disciple Qingyun came up with Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan.

"Father, people brought it."

That disciple bowed to Lu Fengqiu to salute.

Lu Fengqiu nodded slightly.

The disciple brought someone and left directly.

This is the ancestor's ancestral hall, except for important days, ordinary disciples seldom come here.

"When a wanderer returns, the fallen leaves are yellow, and the temples are covered with severe frost."

"Welcome back, Pindao has been waiting for you in Tongtian Peak for ten years, and he thought you would never come."

Lu Fengqiu looked at Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan with his hands behind his back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel as if they were in the spring breeze.

Zhou Yixian looked at Lu Fengqiu, and felt that he hadn't seen him for ten years, as if his youth hadn't changed, and the one in front of him hadn't changed at all.

But when he heard Lu Fengqiu's words to welcome you back, the surprise and suspicion in his eyes suddenly arose.

He couldn't help thinking to himself, what did he mean by that?Does he really know my identity?
Although Zhou Yixian had already guessed, when he really heard this, he was still quite shocked.

Reminiscent of when the two first met in Xiaochi Town, this one once showed a meaningful gaze, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it turns out that this one already knew his identity back then.

It's just that at that time, this guy didn't intend to expose it.

Now, this person can actually expect that he will come to Qingyun, such ability is beyond his imagination.

Is the patriarch really not dead?
Unfathomable, really unfathomable.

With just one sentence, Zhou Yixian once again felt the unfathomableness of this Qing Yunzi.

But Zhou Yixian still chose to pretend that he didn't know anything, and said, "What does the real person mean by that?"

Lu Fengqiu smiled without saying a word.

Zhou Zhouxian looked at him with a feeling of trepidation.

Zhou Xiaohuan on the side muttered: "Grandpa, didn't you say that you are the descendant of Qingyun Sect? What Lu Zhenren said is absolutely correct."

Zhou Yixian glared at Zhou Xiaohuan, and said, "When adults talk, children don't interrupt."

Immediately, Zhou Yixian cupped his hands towards Lu Fengqiu, and said: "The real person has amazing supernatural powers, Xiaohuan and I just arrived at the foot of the mountain, and someone came to meet us, it's really amazing."

Lu Fengqiu smiled, and said: "It's nothing, when the realm is reached, some small tricks will naturally become proficient."

Zhou Yixian heard the words and secretly guessed, how high is this person's realm?
Above the Taiqing Realm?
At this moment, Zhou Xiaohuan's eyes showed surprise, and he said in surprise: "Wow, what a powerful sword technique!"

I saw that in the open space ahead, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were fighting inextricably.

Lu Fengqiu looked at Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu at the side, and didn't stop.

Instead, he said directly to Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan: "You two, follow the poor."

Saying that, Lu Fengqiu stepped up and walked towards the ancestor's ancestral hall.

The gate of the ancestral hall was open, and the darkness inside was still there. Even the incense candles in the dark depths seemed to be sleeping. Everything was so quiet.

Outside the ancestral hall, the clinking sounds of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's fight formed a sharp contrast with the inside of the ancestral hall.

Lu Fengqiu stepped into the ancestral hall.

Zhou Yixian glanced at Lu Fengqiu's back, then looked at Zhou Xiaohuan who was about to follow him into the ancestral hall of the ancestor, and then said to Zhou Xiaohuan: "Xiaohuan, you wait outside, I can go in alone."

Zhou Xiaohuan asked, "Why?"

Zhou Yixian looked at the deep hall and said, "It's easy to get in, but hard to get out. You are a treasure, and you can't easily fall into the pit dug by others."

Zhou Xiaohuan was puzzled and said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Yixian said: "Just wait, don't ask too much."

After all, Zhou Yixian took the "immortal guide" and entered the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaohuan stamped her feet and had no choice but to wait outside.

……

Lu Fengqiu stepped into the high threshold, and a faint scent of sandalwood came to his face immediately, and a huge shadow gently poured out from the depths of the hall, gently blocking the light that was still there just now, outside the patriarch's ancestral hall .

Huge red-painted pillars stand in a patchwork pattern in the main hall, supporting the majestic hall. The yellow curtains hanging from the ceiling dome hang quietly beside the pillars, many of which are cloth The veil looks a bit worn out.

This kind of dilapidation seems to show a vicissitudes of life. After the baptism of time and years, even the yellow curtain is getting old.

The past time seems to be frozen here.

The ancestral hall was very quiet, almost no sound could be heard, only Lu Fengqiu's footsteps echoed in the silent shadows around.

There is a huge altar in the hall. Countless incense sticks are lit brightly and burn quietly, just like mysterious and strange eyes watching the figures shuttling in the shadow of the hall.

Lu Fengqiu turned around the thickest pillar on the hall, and walked behind the hanging yellow curtain, Lu Fengqiu stopped.

In front is an open space, with three rows of futons, seven in each row.

On the futon in the middle of the first row, there was a figure sitting there, motionless, like a stone statue.

That's Dogen.

Daoxuan has been guarding here for ten years. In the past ten years, he has never stepped out of the scope of the ancestor's ancestral hall, let alone left Tongtian Peak.

Here, he seems to be indifferent.

In front of the futon, there was a huge altar, which was filled with fruit offerings. In the center was a large incense burner, with only three sticks of incense sticks inserted into it, and the smoke slowly wafted up.

Through the smoky altar, in the darkness behind the table, one can vaguely see countless spirit tablets, each of which seems to have writing on it, placed squarely on the spirit tablet in the shadows.

Located on the top, the most central spiritual tablet reads "The position of the patriarch of Qingyunzi".

Lu Fengqiu looked at the uppermost spiritual tablet, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Every time he sees the position of Qing Yunzi Patriarch, he feels that he has died.

Fortunately, he knew in his heart that the person above was not him.

According to Daoxuan's intention, this spiritual seat was supposed to be removed.

But Lu Fengqiu let him stay, after all he is a counterfeit, there is no reason why the real Qing Yunzi can't even bear the incense.

Maybe they heard Lu Fengqiu's footsteps.

Daoxuan came to his senses, got up from the futon, and respectfully said to Lu Fengqiu: "Patriarch."

Lu Fengqiu nodded slightly.

At this moment, Zhou Yixian stepped in.

In such a strange atmosphere, Zhou Yixian suddenly felt his heart trembling.

When Daoxuan saw Zhou Yixian, he seemed a little strange, why this new face who had never appeared in Qingyun Sect could enter the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.

Lu Fengqiu saw that Zhou Yixian came in alone, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you bring your granddaughter with you?"

Zhou Yixian snorted, "She's a little girl, she's different from me."

Lu Fengqiu smiled, this old thing is really a thief.

However, he really wanted to enroll Zhou Xiaohuan in Qing Yun Sect.

Zhou Xiaohuan's talent is very high, if taught by him personally, he will definitely become a future star of Qingyun sect in the future.

However, Zhou Yixian seemed to see his intentions.

Lu Fengqiu didn't care either, and said to Zhou Yixian, "Let's have some incense."

Zhou Yixian paused, glanced at Lu Fengqiu, then walked slowly to the altar, looked at the countless spiritual positions shrouded in shadow, and took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, it finally came here.

Zhou Yixian took three sticks of fine incense out of the sachet next to the incense burner, carefully lit the candle next to it, took a step back, stood three feet in front of the altar, respectfully held the incense and bowed three times.

Daoxuan looked puzzled, and asked from the side: "Patriarch, who is he?"

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "I am a disciple of the Qingyun sect living outside."

When Zhou Yixian, who was offering incense, heard this, his heart skipped a beat again, he really knew.

When Daoxuan heard the words, he suddenly realized that this was the case.

Daoxuan has made a lot of progress in this patriarch's ancestral hall for ten years.

With Lu Fengqiu suppressing him, Daoxuan didn't think so much about controlling Zhu Xianjian, and Lu Fengqiu gave him and Wan Jian lectures every now and then.

Today's Daoxuan actually has a taste of wanting nothing.

However, human nature cannot be changed just by saying.

Although ten years is not short, it is still impossible to get rid of those obsessions in Daoxuan's heart.

Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi have guarded the ancestral hall for ten years together, and the words they said can be counted on one hand.

Once Lu Fengqiu saw Wan Jian looked at Daoxuan, there was a faint flash of hatred.

Zhou Yixian finished worshiping the ancestors of Qingyunmen.

Lu Fengqiu led him out of the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall again.

Wan Jianyi appeared out of nowhere and was sweeping the floor again.

Zhou Yixian followed behind Lu Fengqiu, not knowing what to say for a while.

When he came today, he originally wanted to ask Lu Fengqiu what his identity was, but as soon as he arrived at Qingyunmen, he seemed to have fallen into Lu Fengqiu's control.

It seemed that the reason for his visit had already been known by the other party. This feeling of being expected by others made Zhou Xian feel powerless.

In the human world for so long, there are not many people and things that he can't see through.

The Patriarch Qingyun in front of him is one of them.

At this moment, Lu Fengqiu suddenly turned around and asked, "You should be the No. 13 disciple of Qing Yunmen."

Zhou Yixian was asked abruptly by Lu Fengqiu, and subconsciously said: "Yes"

Lu Fengqiu nodded and said, "Have you thought about coming back?"

Zhou Yixian came back to his senses and said, "What are you coming back for?"

Lu Fengqiu said: "Of course it's to go back to Qingyunmen to be a Supreme Elder or something."

Zhou Yixian shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm used to being free and at ease, if I really go back to the mountain, I really feel uncomfortable all over."

Lu Fengqiu smiled and said, "That's true."

Zhou Yixian looked at Lu Fengqiu's back, full of doubts, could he really be the Patriarch?

At this time, the contest between Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu outside the ancestral hall has entered a fierce stage.

Lin Jingyu shouted loudly, and as soon as the sword formula was drawn, the green light surged, and the dragon-slaying sword glowed like a green dragon, soaring into the sky.

Others were in mid-air, the Dragon Slaying Sword had already slashed down, although it was quite a distance away, but the sword light came galloping, unstoppable like a green dragon, it shot deep grooves on the ground, and charged directly at Zhang Xiaofan.

Lin Jingyu has always been arrogant, from childhood to adulthood, Zhang Xiaofan has always been his younger brother who followed behind him to eat ashes.

But in the past two years, this little brother's skill has gradually become comparable to his, and sometimes Zhang Xiaofan would even suppress him when the two competed.

This made Lin Jingyu's extremely arrogant heart how could easily accept it.

Today in the competition with Zhang Xiaofan again, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation level has improved a lot, Lin Jingyu's heart was once again inexplicably angry.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly disappeared in place, causing Lin Jingyu's sword light to slice through the air.

Zhou Xiaohuan applauded loudly from the side, applauding Lin Jingyu for a while, and applauding Zhang Xiaofan for a while, like a weed on the wall.

At this moment, Lu Fengqiu said: "Stop, I have something to tell you."

The voice fell.

Zhang Xiaofan escaped from the air, his figure landed in front of him.

Lin Jingyu had no choice but to put away the Dragon Slaying Sword, and stood with Zhang Xiaofan.

Lu Fengqiu looked at the two of them, and said slowly: "The ten-year period has come, and Tianyin Temple has never given an explanation to Caomiao Village. It's time for the two of you to go to Tianyin Temple."

Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan had strange expressions on their faces when they heard the words.

Lin Jingyu's face was more excited, while Zhang Xiaofan was a little more complicated.

Then, Lu Fengqiu continued: "Going to Tianyin Temple, there must be many twists and turns."

"Pindao gives you a word for each of you."

"Xiaofan, you need to keep in mind that when things happen, you should stop, and if you don't stop, you will be disturbed by it. Do things without regret."

"Jing Yu, you need to keep in mind that everything should be done according to one's ability, and one should not blindly try to be brave."

"Remember, Qingyunmen is behind you."

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu bowed to Lu Fengqiu at the same time: "I will follow the teachings of the patriarch."

Lu Fengqiu nodded slightly, waved his hands and said, "Go, go early and return early."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu saluted again, then walked down the mountain.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu didn't leave Qingyun Mountain immediately, but went back to each peak to say goodbye to their brothers.

Zhang Xiaofan returned to Big Bamboo Peak, Lin Jingyu returned to Longshou Peak.

……

At this time, Lu Fengqiu looked at Zhou Yixian who was at the side, and said with a smile: "I heard that your escape technique is good?"

Before Zhou Yixian said anything, Zhou Xiaohuan said, "My grandfather is best at rubbing oil on the soles of his feet."

When Zhou Yixian heard this, his face turned dark.

The next moment, Lu Fengqiu smiled slightly, and made a tactic in his hand. Two tornadoes came out of thin air, engulfing Zhou Xiaohuan and Zhou Yixian and flew towards the ancient Huanyue Cave.

Wan Jianyi, who was still sweeping the floor, buried his head in sweeping the floor as if he hadn't seen anything.

In the sky above Tongtian Peak, Zhou Xiaohuan's shout came.

"Grandpa, this is the wind escape technique."

Zhou Yixian replied angrily: "What are you talking about, I'm not blind, I can tell."

Zhou Xiaohuan replied: "Grandpa, you pretended to be crazy when you saw the patriarch, the patriarch is going to throw you into the ditch."

After a while, the tornado dissipated.

The figures of the three appeared in front of the Magic Moon Ancient Cave.

Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan have not yet stabilized their bodies.

Lu Fengqiu looked at Zhou Yixian and said, "I plan to open another peak in Qingyun Mountain to pass on 'Nine Calculations of Numerology', 'Yuzhu Physiognomy' and these escape techniques. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)