Qingyun's sword fairy in white

Chapter 228
Qingyun Gate, the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, and the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

The majestic and solemn palace located in the woods of the back mountain is still as peaceful as before, as if it is isolated from the front mountain of Tongtian Peak.

The crisp birdsong came from the secluded woods, Wan Youxuan walked into the gate of the ancestor's ancestral hall with Zhanlong in his hand, looked at the incense in the dim hall, and walked in silently.

After continuing to burn incense, Wan Youxuan walked out of the hall, and slowly raised his head to look at the sky. Today, there is no cloud in the sky above Tongtian Peak, and the whole sky is like a blue gem.

The warm sunlight fell on him, dyeing his snow-like white clothes with a light golden color, and the green dragon-slaying sword in his hand also reflected the changing light.

Today's weather is very good, Wan Youxuan gently caressed the blade of Zhanlongjian, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Actually, he can come back..."

Speaking of this, Wan Youxuan suddenly sighed, put the Dragon Slaying Sword behind his back, walked to the corner, picked up the broom, and started to clean the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Although there are disciples coming to take care of the ancestor's ancestral hall, since Wan Jianyi left, there are no permanent disciples here, so there are still many fallen leaves in front of the ancestral hall at this moment.

Wan Youxuan slowly swept the fallen leaves and dust aside, concentrating as if he was doing something big.

Wan Youxuan seemed to be unaware of the faint mountain breeze, and was still cleaning the ancestral hall quietly. At this moment, he seemed a little more stable and peaceful than before.

As time passed, just as Wan Youxuan let himself go and focused on cleaning the ancestral hall, a pair of cloud shoes quietly appeared in front of him.

Wan Youxuan was slightly stunned, today is just an ordinary day, why did his master come here.

After all, this patriarch's ancestral hall, unless it is the day of worshiping the ancestors, usually no one will come here on weekdays, and although he is free-spirited, there are not many people in the world who can quietly approach him, and there is only one person on Tongtian Peak who can do it.

What's more, he didn't return to Tongtian Peak to protect Lu Xueqi yesterday, and today, after Lu Xueqi woke up, he went directly to the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, so his master didn't know that he had returned to Qingyunmen.

But he didn't think much about it, he just met him by chance, stopped cleaning temporarily, raised his head with a smile and said, "Master, are you here too?"

Reverend Daoxuan didn't respond, he looked at Wan Youxuan with a half-smile, if he hadn't happened to come to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall today, he wouldn't have known that this proud disciple had returned to Tongtian Peak.

After seeing Wan Youxuan being looked at a little uncomfortable, Master Daoxuan turned his eyes to the main hall of the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall, and quietly looked at the newly lit candles inside the hall door.

Daoxuan looked at it for a long time, then slowly turned his head and said, "When did you come back?"

Wan Youxuan smiled, and said: "I just returned to Qingyun last night, and I was worried that Master had already rested, so I didn't go to see Master."

Reverend Daoxuan ignored Wan Youxuan and walked slowly towards the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.

When he walked to Wan Youxuan's side, he turned his head and glanced at Wan Youxuan, just about to say something, suddenly froze for a moment, his eyes fell on the dragon-slaying sword on Wan Youxuan's back.

Looking from the side, the green light of the dragon-slaying sword was flowing, coupled with Wan Youxuan's snow-like white clothes, Daoxuan was in a daze for a while.

The white-clothed and green sword in front of him seemed to be more extraordinary than that person back then, and with the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, the unique arrogance was even more obvious.

The emerald green light of the Dragon Slaying Sword was reflected in his eyes, and a trace of confusion gradually appeared on Daoxuan's face. Has his son replaced all these things?Is that why you don't want to see me?

Why did the dragon-slaying sword appear in Wan Youxuan's hands again, and why Wan Youxuan came to clean the ancestor's ancestral hall? He quickly thought of the reason.

After a while, Master Daoxuan put away his confusion, sighed quietly in his heart, and said softly: "Youngest, you continue to clean, and wait for me outside when you are done."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wan Youxuan's reply, he let out a light sigh and strode towards the dim hall of the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.

Wan Youxuan held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand again, watched Daoxuan's figure disappear into the dark hall, and also sighed softly.

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Reverend Daoxuan entered the main hall, after adapting to the darkness in front of him, the huge altar and the countless spiritual tablets enshrined on it appeared in front of him.

A faint solemn air rushed towards his face, Reverend Daoxuan quietly looked at the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the past generations above.

After a while, Reverend Daoxuan lowered his head slowly, as if he was thinking about something, the faint pressure from the patriarch's spirit seat above had no effect on him at all.

After a while, Reverend Daoxuan slowly raised his head and walked to the altar, took three sticks of sandalwood from the altar and lit them on the candle.

Looking at the light smoke starting to rise from the sandalwood, he walked to the front of the altar, and knelt down facing the altars of Qingyun's ancestors behind the table.

In the dim hall, Daoxuan Daoxuan's face was equally dim, he closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The patriarchs of the Qingyun sect, the unworthy disciple Daoxuan has a fault...so the unworthy disciple has now decided... to look to the patriarchs..."

After saying what he wanted to say, Master Daoxuan seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and slowly got up and walked out of the hall.

Seeing that Wan Youxuan had finished cleaning, Daoxuan walked to Wan Youxuan's side, and said calmly, "Youngest, walk with me."

Wan Youxuan nodded slightly, and walked beside Daoxuan holding the Dragon Slaying Sword.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the gate of the ancestral hall, Daoxuan suddenly stopped and sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the ancestral hall, then motioned for Wan Youxuan to sit down as well.

After Wan Youxuan also sat down, Master Daoxuan looked up at the blue sky, and said softly: "Youngest, the matter of the Ghost King Sect has something to do with you, right?"

Wan Youxuan nodded slightly, and then told Daoxuan most of the discoveries of this trip, especially the matter of Penglai Xianzong.

After listening to what Wan Youxuan said, Master Daoxuan frowned slightly and said, "Penglai Immortal Sect?"

Wan Youxuan nodded, handed the letter to Master Daoxuan, and said, "Master, this letter was given to me by the suzerain of the Penglai Immortal Sect."

Reverend Daoxuan took the letter, scanned it quickly, and said with a sneer: "What a Penglai Xianzong! A sect that has made no contribution to the people of the Middle Kingdom not only wants to intervene in the affairs of the Middle Kingdom, but also wants to be the leader of the Righteous Way!" Location!"

Shaking his head, after returning the letter to Wan Youxuan, Reverend Daoxuan suddenly asked: "Youngest, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Wan Youxuan put away the envelope, said with a light smile, "I haven't thought of a proper solution yet, so I rushed back to ask the teacher to honor me."

Reverend Daoxuan squinted his eyes, and just looked at Wan Youxuan quietly. After a while, Wan Youxuan felt a little helpless, and could only say: "Master, you know me, and you must also know about incense burning. Gu...cough cough, for this kind of thing, my way of handling...maybe...maybe...not so..."

Hearing this, Reverend Daoxuan suddenly laughed, stood up slowly and said: "Youngest, there is no need to explain, this matter will be handled by you."

After finishing speaking, Reverend Daoxuan looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Youngest, you have to remember that anyone in the Qingyun Sect can enjoy the light, but the head of the sect can't..."

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(End of this chapter)