Qingyun's sword fairy in white

Chapter 142 The World Shakes
Near the Qingyun Mountains, the stronghold of Wandumen.

In the lobby of the stronghold, more than a dozen disciples of the Wandu Sect are discussing matters.

"Master Qin told us to go back, what should we do? Did we just give up on ambushing the disciples of the Qingyun Sect? You know, our old sect master was killed by the thieves from the Qingyun Sect."

"You are right. According to me, the reason why Qin Wuyan became the sect master is not because the old sect master and his three senior brothers are not alive! What you think is none of my business, anyway, I don't want to convince him."

"Don't say a few words, even if you don't accept it, now our Wandumen can't fight among themselves."

"Brother Cheng is right, our Wandu Sect can no longer fight among themselves, have you all forgotten the news from the wild headquarters a few days ago?"

"Brother Fan, do you think this news is true or not? Is that ten thousand little thieves really alive? Why did you attack our Holy Cult wilderness headquarters one by one?"

"How can this news be false? Three of the four apprentices of the old sect master went to the headquarters, but none of them came back. Moreover, it is said that the entire Wilderness headquarters was destroyed by these ten thousand little thieves."

"That's not right, didn't you say that it was a young man in red who ruined our rebuilding of Netherworld? Little thief Wan seems to have just stopped those who wanted to help."

"Hey, why are you bothering about this, anyway, there are at most two people. I'll tell you what I heard, but you can't tell others!"

"Don't worry, we won't talk about it."

The interest of these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples was aroused by this person, but they didn't realize that there were two women with divine swords on their roof.

The two women's emotions were a little unstable at the moment, but they still used their cultivation to suppress the breath that was almost emitted, and then quietly squatted on the roof and listened.

"Okay, then I'll tell you that the Manhuang must be Wan Youxuan. Xiao Yicai also confirmed it, because the man in white used the Seven Star Sword Style of the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, and he still has white hair! "

"These are not very secret. What I want to tell you next is what the Holy Church wants to hide."

"Say it!"

"Ahem, it is said that this Wan Youxuan killed three of Qin Wuyan's senior brothers and more than a hundred brothers in one style of the Seven-Star Sword Style. When other factions of the Holy Cult wanted to fight for their lives, this Wan Youxuan was very cunning and rushed directly To the icon of the Holy Mother of God of our Holy Cult!"

"Bastard! How dare he!"

"Heh, this Wan Youxuan not only dared, but also engraved the words Wan Youxuan of the Qingyun Sect on the icon of King Tiansha Ming!"

"Isn't he afraid of revealing his identity? Didn't Qin Wuyan and Xiao Yicai say that even if he was alive, he would not embarrass Qingyun and reveal his identity?"

"What do the two of them know, but Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan faction also asked the same question at the time, guess what? This Wan Youxuan laughed at them, no one will believe what they say!"

Before this person finished speaking, the roof of the lobby they were in suddenly exploded, and then a blue light and a crimson light fell down.

After a while, only the person who mentioned Wan Youxuan's deeds in the wilderness was left among the members of the Wandu sect.

After the two rays of light dispersed, a woman dressed in snow-white clothes and a woman in red clothes appeared, they were Lu Xueqi and Tian Linger from Qingyunmen.

Tian Linger's hand holding the Scarlet Phoenix Sword trembled slightly, pointing at the last remaining disciple of the Wandu Sect, she said, "Is what you just said true?"

……

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.

Lu Xueqi, Tian Linger and other Qingyun disciples have already returned to the sect, and are going to Tongtian Peak to report the operation.

When they walked to Yunhai Square, Lu Xueqi suddenly said to Tian Linger: "Linger, you go and report to Master and the others, I'll go and have a look at that place."

Tian Linger froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, sister Lu, wait for me there."

Lu Xueqi smiled slightly, then turned and left, Tian Linger took the other Qingyun disciples up the Hongqiao, preparing to go to Yuqing Palace.

……

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Tongtian Peak, where the disciples of Tongtian Peak lived. In a relatively remote and quiet courtyard, a few extremely green spirit bamboos seemed to be welcoming something.

In the evening, the mountain wind blows, and the extremely green bamboo leaves of Lingzhu sway slightly. In the swaying of Lingzhu, the mountain wind blows across the courtyard and into the tea room with a fresh taste...

Lu Xueqi sat quietly in the tea room, brewed a cup of spiritual tea for herself, and then silently looked at the familiar room.

She has done this kind of behavior many times, but now it seems to be more relaxed, with a faint smile, suddenly, she said to herself: "Youxuan, I heard about you today, I didn't expect you to do such a thing. A big event. I feel very sorry for not being able to walk with you."

Speaking of this, she looked at Lingzhu outside the window again, and then said with a light smile: "Youxuan, you have done the great things Master Wan did back then, why can't you come and see me first?"

"I know you are worried about Qingyun's embarrassment, but you also need to know that there are many people in Qingyunmen who are worried about your situation."

"Three years..."

Before Lu Xueqi finished speaking, she suddenly heard Tian Linger running in, so she fell silent.

……

The back mountain of Tongtian Peak.

The mountain road in the back mountain is opened in the woods, so there are green trees and shrubs on both sides of the road. When you go deep, there are many towering ancient trees standing on both sides of the road.

Walking on it, you can see all kinds of hanging vines from time to time, and at the same time you can hear the melodious birdsong, coupled with the faint mist at the back of Tongtian Peak, under the bright moonlight, it is really like a fairyland generally.

Daoxuan arrived at the back mountain after hearing his disciple's report, and was heading towards the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall at the moment.

It's just that he went to the ancestor's ancestral hall this time, which was different from usual. He walked very slowly, and seemed to be thinking about something, frowning from time to time.

The bright moon is bright, the stars are shining, and the beauty is green.

The breeze at night made Daoxuan feel a little more relaxed at the moment.

A while later, Daoxuan came to the ancestral hall of the ancestor, but found that there was a person sitting at the door of the ancestral hall, it was the first Taoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak.

Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, then went to sit beside Cang Song, and said with a light smile, "Junior Brother Cang Song, why are you here?"

Cang Song's face, which had been tensed for three years because of worrying about Wan Youxuan, loosened, and said with an ugly smile: "Because I knew the senior brother who was in charge of the sect would come here, so I just waited here, and there is no one here on weekdays."

Daoxuan smiled, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said after a while: "Junior Brother Cangsong, do you know? When the youngest was young, I often brought him to the back mountain, but I never brought him into the ancestral hall of the patriarch .”

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Cangsong to answer, and continued: "Youngest, you always think about others, the burden is really too heavy."

Speaking of this, Daoxuan suddenly thought about it, and then smiled: "It's just that I didn't expect that when the youngest came out, he was still thinking about Qingyun, and broke into the Demon Cult's wild headquarters one by one with one sword."

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(End of this chapter)