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After restoration, the still majestic and magnificent Yuqing Hall.

Master Daoxuan heard the sound of bells and chimes used to report the time, and paused for a moment. After the sound rang, he spoke slowly: "Okay, let's stop today's discussion." As the first first meeting after the war, the time and attitude of the discussion were obviously more serious than usual.

The lengthy discussion ended under the words of Daoxuan Zhenren. One by one, sitting upright or leaning on the heads of each vein that were both relaxed.

Daoxuan sat upright on the head of the hall and took all the expressions of everyone into his eyes.

The eyes looked over the heads of peers who vaguely revealed their impatientness, and felt a little helpless. As if this meeting was held, they had already been held many times during their performance of their posts. When it was not important to have any major events related to the rise and fall of the sect, they were obviously absent-minded.

Then Daoxuan's eyes turned to the other three. As the leader of the three factions of Longshou Peak, Chaoyang Peak and Luoxia Peak, they sat upright throughout the discussion, and their spirit and attitude were far from the others.

In them, there is the enthusiasm and motivation that Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and others do not have.

Zhenren Daoxuan was quite satisfied with this. Although the power of Qingyun Sect was greatly damaged this time, the successors of these three meridians may not be able to bring some new vitality to Qingyun Sect, and he is looking forward to it.

"Everyone, although my Qingyun Sect has also severely damaged the Demon Sect this time, the power of Qingyun Sect can match the four major sects of the Demon Sect. Our losses are really considerable! After you go back, you will be the first to recuperate. At the same time, you must be vigilant. The search and investigation of the Demon Sect must not be interrupted. Once something is discovered, we need to cheer up and eliminate all evil things!"

The first seats present all looked calm and said sternly: "Abide by the teachings of the senior brother (master)!"

I don’t know whether it was inspired by the words of Daoxuan Zhenren or that the discussion was about to end, Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang’s voices became loud, covering up several young juniors.

Zhenren Daoxuan glanced at two speechlessly and said lightly: "Then let it go."

Everyone became more and more excited and stood up and saluted: "Greatly send me the senior brother (master) to the head!"

After Feng Yi performed the ceremony, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He obviously didn't do anything hard, but after two hours, Feng Yi felt like he was fighting fiercely with someone, and he was a little tired.

In fact, this discussion did not discuss any major important matters. The injury was counted between the various meridians. Then, Daoxuan Zhenren emphasized the important task of resting and recuperating the meridians, and discussed strategies to deal with the demon sect.

Zhenren Daoxuan should have wanted to use this to make the new leader of the Three Mechanisms adapt to his identity and responsibilities as soon as possible. It’s no wonder that Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and even Shui Yue were not interested.

"Mr. Feng, please stay."

Feng Yi had just turned around and was left behind by Zhenren Daoxuan.

Feng Yixin was confused, looked at each other with the other heads, bowed his hand and said goodbye, then turned around and looked at Daoxuan Zhenren with a clean expression: "I wonder what the master has to give?"

Seeing that he looked serious and serious, Daoxuan couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Nephew, don't be reserved, just sit down and talk."

"yes."

Feng Yi sat back to his seat as he spoke.

The light of Daoxuan's bright light is still as deep as before. However, I don't know if it is an illusion. He now has a little bit of inexplicable emotions in his eyes. It has been several months since the battle, but he can still see a slightly gray face on Daoxuan's face.

Is the toxin of the "Seven-tailed Centipede" so fierce?

However, compared with the poison of the "Seven-tailed Centipede", Feng Yi actually tends to be more inclined to be caused by the backlash of the "Zhu Xian Sword". Although the "Seven-tailed Centipede" is a strange poison in the world, Feng Yi feels that it cannot do anything to this Qingyun Master who is good at Taoism and magic!

Daoxuan was silent for a moment, and the first sentence he said was a concern: "Junior Brother Shang, how are he doing now?"

Feng Yi looked dim and sighed: "Since Uncle Tian's stable injury to his master, he has been sleeping. Although it has not deteriorated, there is no sign of improvement."

Daoxuan nodded slightly, his eyes slightly sank, but he didn't say much.

After a moment of silence, Daoxuan continued: "I have an ancient prescription here, which cannot cure the disease, but it should have some effect on Junior Brother Shang's current situation. Take it with you later when you leave and ask Junior Brother Tian to help you refine the medicine."

Feng Yi hurriedly thanked.

Daoxuan waved his hand and did not continue the topic. Instead, his eyes were fixed and he fell on him with a bright look: "Nephew Feng, speaking of it, I have to accept you this time! If you hadn't ignored yourself and had great concerns about exposing Cangsong's rebellion, which made me subconsciously be wary of my heart, I would probably have suffered more than a little poison in the Yuqing Palace that day."

Feng Yi hurriedly said, "Master, since I am the descendant of Qingyun, I have an unshirkable responsibility to protect you! Since I have discovered this, I should be determined!"

"What a resolute!"

Daoxuan's eyes lighted up, and he stroked his hands and praised. After waiting for a while, Daoxuan calmed down and looked at him with a smile: "If you have your 'unrestrained', I should fulfill my promise. After that, what kind of reward do you want? Whether it is magic weapons or secret magical powers, as long as you have it, I can reward you!"

Feng Yi was immediately moved.

If there are the most good things in Qingyun Sect, it is undoubtedly the Changmen Tongtian Peak.

Daoxuan made Feng Yi's eyes bright and he was very moved. However, he pondered for a moment, but did not choose the rare treasure he wanted. Instead, he said: "Master, if possible, I want to obtain the secret experience of the research and secret records of the sword formation in the Changmen dynasties!"

"Sword Formation?"

Daoxuan showed a look of surprise on his face, and he was obviously very surprised by Feng Yi's choice.

However, when he saw Feng Yi's words sincerely, he pondered for a while and did not dissuade him. He nodded and said, "You can think about it. - Come with me."

About half an hour later, Feng Yi walked out of the majestic and solemn library in Nagato with a bunch of ancient scrolls and classics, and felt a lot of emotion. Compared with the extremely spacious and numerous pavilions in Nagato, Chaoyang Peak's heritage is still not as good as that in the end.

——If you have the chance in the future, you must copy all the secret treasures of Nagato and move them back to Chaoyang Peak!

He was secretly determined in his heart.

When he returned to Yuqing Hall again, Zhenren Daoxuan sat on the tea table beside him and placed a thin book.

"This is the ancient formula, you can take it." Daoxuan glanced at the ancient scroll full of his arms and said calmly.

"Yes!" Feng Yi took the book, "Thank you, Master!"

He looked around for a few moments and it was indeed an ancient prescription that recorded the refining of some kind of elixir. When Feng Yi saw the effect of the elixir, he paused with a strange expression and said in surprise: "'Fasting Pill'?"

"Fasting Pill?"

Daoxuan laughed when he heard this, "This medicine is just a condensation herbal essence. Taking a pill can at most avoid the nutrients obtained from eating for ten days." As he said that, he stopped and said thoughtfully: "Well, if you look at it from this alone, it does have a meaning of "fasting". Then, I will call it "fasting pill" in the future."

Well, the familiar feeling of déjà vu.

Feng Yi did not expect that he would give the name of this thing without any intention.

However, thinking of the effect of this medicine, it was indeed as Master Daoxuan said. Although it could not treat the master's injuries, it could just solve the problem of nutritional acquisition during the rest of his sleep.

A "fasting pill" can last ten days, and only three in a month are enough.

Feng Yi thanked him and left, returned to the mountain to collect the sword formation scriptures, and immediately hurried to Dazhu Peak. After Tian Buyi learned about Feng Yi's intention, he simply responded and asked him to come and pick it up in a few days.

On the way back to Chaoyang Peak, Feng Yi thought in his heart that his Chaoyang lineage received great favors and friendship. Although Tian Buyi did not care, Feng Yi felt that he could not ignore it and should find an opportunity to repay one or two.

As the saying goes: If you have books, you will be long, and if you don’t have books, you will be short.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

It will take three days for Xiaohuan to reach Chaoyang Peak.

The little girl who can get used to being sleeping in the wind and sleeping in the open is far stronger than her young age. Moreover, there are so many enthusiastic and concerned uncles and elders in Chaoyang Peak. In just a few days, she not only became familiar with the new living environment, but also got along with many elders in the school and was extremely harmonious.

Today, there are 116 disciples of Chaoyang Peak. No one doesn't know that there are three more nephews in his sect, and they all recognize the clever and well-behaved little girl. However, compared to Xiaohuan's lively and activeness, Liuwei Hu Mian and three Hu Mei lived in simplicity, and there were not many people who even met them.

Today is the day when Xiao Huan and the other two worshipped Chaoyang Peak and formally bowed.

As the first nine generations of disciples to be recycled, we should do great etiquette. The disciples in the sect take time in advance, and prepare to welcome the three nephews to get started.

Xiaohuan got up early today.

She followed his uncle Mu Huiqiu and gathered Hu Mian and Hu Mei and four of them came to Tai Chi Ping on the top of the peak. At that time, the morning light was dim and the sky was not yet bright. When they arrived at Tai Chi Ping on the top of the peak, they were greeted by Chaoyang Peak with a powerful and majestic martial arts performance!

As the leader of the "uncle master", Chu Yuhong personally led the sword for this time.

But under the golden brilliance of the rising sun, hundreds of swords compete to compose a vigorous and unyielding momentum!

Feng Yi did not sit in the hall.

When everyone arrived at Tai Chi Jianping, he also reached the steps in front of the hall. Yan Zhenghui was on his left, and Zhou Yixian also came to watch the ceremony today and stood on the right.

When Xiao Huan and the other four arrived, Feng Yi immediately noticed it.

When the martial arts exercise began, the swords competed for the fierce battle, and the sword blades flashed and the cold light flew, Xiao Huan's eyes were already filled with shock, and his expression was longing and obsessed. Even Hu Mian and Hu Mei were also shocked. Most of the more than 100 people in the sword ping were disciples who had not been able to break through the fourth level of Yuqing.

But even so, the sharp aura formed by the crowd still called them as if they were on their backs! This experience was unprecedented for them. In the past hundreds of years, hearing the sharp sound of the sword force meant that something bad was going to happen.

Fortunately, Hu Mian was more determined. He gently held Hu Mei's hand, comforted her, and stood there with her while enduring the extremely uncomfortable feeling.

However, what neither of them expected was that as time passed, the sense of alienation between the two gradually weakened. After adapting, thinking of their two identities today, their hearts became a bit heroic and passionate without realizing it!

Chu Yuhong and others greeted each other with sword dances, and the three of them were touched by watching the sword dances, and Feng Yi was quietly watching the scene in front of him from the highest point.

The rising sun is not dazzling, but contains vitality.

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly under the illumination of his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the time when he had just arrived at Chaoyang Peak. That day, it was also such an early morning. Such a group of people dancing with swords and sowed a seed of swords in his heart.

Nowadays, the seeds of the past have taken root here and finally become vibrant pine wood.

It is also his turn to sow a green shade to protect new seeds from taking root and growing!

Feng Yihu let out a long breath, and felt a heavy burden fall on his shoulders-"So, this is the inheritance!"

The subsequent worship of the Three Qing Dynasties, tea offerings, and encouragement were no different from the past and went smoothly.

As Feng Yi drank the tea served by the three of them, the relationship between the master and the disciple was decided. Zhou Yixian was watching the ceremony, stroking his beard on his chin and comforting him.

Yan Zhenghui disagreed. It was really like this. He had seen such a scene too many times, and Feng Yi had long lost his complicated insights. If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Huan and the other three had to announce that Zhou Yixian would be the "guest elder" today, he might not have come here at all.

After everyone paid homage to the new guest elder, Yan Zhenghui immediately pulled Zhou Yixian and left. Recently, he was in a hurry to discuss runes and magic talismans with Zhou Yixian, and he had no extra thoughts to put them elsewhere.

After the etiquette, Feng Yi took the three of them to the quiet room where the temple was practicing.

"Little Ring!"

“Master——?”

"Put down Tao Ya first, and I will pass on the introductory magic tricks of Qingyun Sect next. Don't be distracted, do you know?"

"Oh~" Xiaohuan let go of the furry dumpling, rubbed her head again, stuffed a fresh bamboo shoot into her arms, and then quickly moved her short legs to follow.

After Feng Yi saw that the dumpling had received the bamboo shoots, his originally bitter face suddenly became vivid. He couldn't help but shake his head helplessly and ignored it.

Later, in the quiet room.

Feng Yisu was solemn and said to the three people in front of him: "My Qingyun's magical powers and all the foundations are all in the 'Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao'. There has never been any practice but not the foundations, especially Hu Mian and Hu Mei, you two have secret techniques. Remember not to underestimate the importance of the foundation, do you know?"

After the three of them responded, Feng Yi said again: "This sect's magical arts are coveted by evil and demons and heretics. Therefore, before teaching you the true secret, you need to make a great vow and not pass on the practice method of this sect to those outside Qingyun. Can you do it?"

The three of them promised solemnly, Feng Yi nodded, and then they began to explain to them the first level of practice methods of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao".

Xiaohuan was so sensible that he heard it, his eyes were full of thoughts and doubts.
Chapter completed!