Tongtian Peak.

Although he was a little confused by the Mao Wang Sect's salute method, Daoxuan was still polite and quiet, showing the demeanor of a Taoist master.

As everyone walked through the high stone steps, they saw a golden plaque in the distance, which read: Yuqing Palace. The font was vast and elegant, like the purple air coming from the east. It was majestic and majestic. You could tell at a glance that it was written by a famous artist.

Before arriving at the majestic hall, the door was wide open and there was plenty of light inside. The three pure gods of Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun were enshrined in a majestic manner. In front of the altars, dozens of people stood on top of the main hall.

, there are morals and customs, it seems that they are all under the Qingyun sect.

On one side were the three senior leaders of the Mao Wang Sect, and on the other side were the leaders of each peak of the Qingyun Sect. Everyone exchanged greetings and introductions, all of which were polite.

To be able to survive successfully in the spiritual world till now, one must either have amazing strength or be humble and prudent. Everyone has the necessary magnanimity.

"Wan Jianyi, you are still alive?" You Ji looked at the white-haired old man sitting next to Daoxuan with bright eyes.

Compared with the Taoist's elegance and indifference, this person is sharp and sharp. Just sitting there is like a concealed sword. Just sitting there is eye-catching.

The ghost king was shocked.

Wan Jianyi is a famous name in the Holy Sect, and can even cure children's crying. When they heard that he was dead, some people from the four major sects of the Holy Sect even set off fireworks to celebrate. The Ghost King Sect had a banquet for three full days at that time.

sky.

He actually faked his death? No, the Cat King Sect is also on the right path now, so that’s okay!

Thinking of this, the three men and one cat from the Maowang Sect stared closely at the white-haired old Taoist priest, trying to see if he was really like the legend in the classics. He had three heads and six arms, eight feet in width and height, and could eat ten or eight in one meal.

Holy bastard boy.

The living Wan Jianyi e=(′o｀*))) Alas!

"Haha!" Dao Xuan said with a smile: "I have forgotten that all the fellow Taoists from the Mao Wang Sect were originally from the southwest region. Come, let me introduce you to this one, my fellow disciple, Wan Jianyi, who is currently the deputy head of the Qingyun Sect.

One position.

I have been practicing in seclusion for the past few years. Recently, I have been very quiet and thoughtful, and I have come out of seclusion. I am temporarily responsible for all the affairs of Longshou Peak."

The Ghost King understands.

The ancient sword of Zhu Xian was stolen. In order to frighten the demons, a ruthless person from Qingyun Sect was naturally wanted. But why is Longshou Peak, its original leader?

Shaking his head, he didn't bother to care about that. Anyway, he came here just to watch the jokes, and nothing else mattered.

Wan Jianyi? No matter how strong he is, can he be as strong as Le Ye?

No big deal!

Youji didn't care about anything else, she walked straight in front of Wan Jianyi, her eyebrows under the black veil were a little excited.

Three hundred years! How many three hundred years are there in life?

"Are you okay?"

Wan Jianyi frowned, was it a sin he made when he was young? Shuiyue was still watching him from the side. I'm afraid tonight would be difficult.

After pondering for a moment, Wan Jianyi suddenly remembered something. Back then, he rushed into the Demon Sect's temple alone with his sword, jumped up and flew to the two statues of Our Lady of Netherworld and King Tiansha Ming that were enshrined side by side in the temple, and then stood on the two statues.

On the white wall between the holy statues, his name "Wan Jianyi" is carved in three large characters.

Originally, the demon sect's brats were too frightened by his invincible aura to step forward, but there was a woman who was the most devout in serving the Two Saints.

At that time, she rushed forward desperately, and while she was pretending to be carving words in the blink of an eye, she slashed with a knife, and actually cut off her left hand.

At that time, I was young, vigorous, and heroic. Although my left hand was broken, bleeding like a fountain, and painful as hell, I didn't run away. Instead, I turned around, got close to the girl, reached out to lift her veil, looked at her, and then

He smiled and said: "She is indeed a stunning beauty!"

After saying that, he wielded the dragon-slaying sword and rushed out again.

After this battle, he became famous all over the world. But that was already three hundred years ago. The past is gone. Time flies so fast.

"It turns out it was you. Your arm still hurts when I think about that sword strike back then." Wan Jianyi said with a smile.

This heroic man looked free and easy, obviously taking everything lightly.

When he reaches a certain age, his old friends pass away one by one, and sometimes he even wishes that his enemies are still alive, at least he won't be too lonely.

Youji looked deeply at this person, biting her lips under the veil.

Do you know that I have missed you for three hundred years?

Moreover, it’s great, if the Mao Wang Sect joins the Right Way, she can come to Qingyun Sect more often.

Thinking of this, You Ji bowed slightly and bowed, then returned to the side of the Ghost King and sat down quietly. Facing the curious eyes of Baguio and the little yellow cat, her pretty face under the veil blushed slightly.

"Haha, it turns out that fellow Taoist Suzaku and I, Senior Brother Wan, are old acquaintances, so that would be great!" Dao Xuan said with a smile: "Now that our two families are ready to repair each other, you two have to move around well in the future."

In addition to his superb swordsmanship and high cultivation level, his senior brother's greatest skill at that time was making friends. It could be said that the female disciples and elders of both the good and evil paths had a lot to do with him.

After listening to Xiao Yicai's casual explanation just now, he understood that the Mao Wang Sect was so powerful that direct control was inappropriate, so he might as well treat it as an ally.

Now that the Qingyun Sect is in turmoil, we can only allow our senior brother to sacrifice a little.

Wan Jianyi felt cold all over, feeling as if he was being plotted again.

But right here in Yuqing Palace, the headquarters of Qingyun Sect, surrounded by his dearest junior brothers and sisters, who else can plot against him?

confused.

Everyone chatted for a while, talking about the family's petty conflicts, complimenting each other, and everyone carried the sedan chair. As for the alliance, it involved various exchanges of interests and could not be negotiated in a day.

Moreover, the strength of both sides has not yet been determined, so it will naturally be difficult to discuss bargaining chips. If they fight directly, it will damage the harmony.

After all, these two negotiations are about magnanimity, and it is not good to fight and kill.

It wasn't until the evening that Daoxuan handed over the unpalatable vegetarian meal that even the little yellow cat despised.

"Fellow Taoists of the Mao Wang Sect, you are here at the right time. In seven days, it will be the enthronement ceremony of Zhang Xiaofan, the young master of the Qingyun Sect. I will invite you all to come over and have a glass of wedding wine."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Ghost King was speechless, Baguio and the little yellow cat quickly took the melon and looked at Xiao Yicai, who was serving Daoxuan with bright eyes.

There are melons, there are melons!

Xiao Yicai:???

What happened? Why did he lose his position as the young leader just by going out?

Before going to Hujiacun, Master personally patted his shoulder and said: The future of Qingyun Sect belongs to him!

But he is the chief disciple and the recognized senior brother. At this moment, in front of outsiders, he can only smile and feel proud.

As for my heart, I feel uncomfortable and want to cry!

"Oh?" The Ghost King said in surprise: "Taoist Priest, as far as I know, the eldest brother of your sect has always been Brother Xiao. He has a high level of cultivation, a gentle temperament, is calm and calm, and can face any difficult problems.

Being able to handle things with ease has the air of a leader.

Who is this Xiaofan?"

Dao Xuan smiled mysteriously: "What are the strengths of the young master? My fellow Taoist will know when we meet him in seven days."

The Ghost King was a little confused.

Are you still so arrogant without the Zhuxian Ancient Sword? It can’t be that Zhang Xiaofan can use the Zhuxian Sword Formation instead of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, right?

impossible!

"Well, first of all, I would like to congratulate fellow Taoist for having a successor, and the Qingyun Sect will last forever."

…

Tongtian Peak, Wuming Xiaoyuan.

Xiao Yicai and Qi Hao were sitting opposite each other, with a table full of delicious food and wine, but they showed no signs of joy. Both of them were outstanding disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but at this moment they were looking at the moon with sadness, their faces full of depression.

Xiao Yicai had calm eyes and a gentle smile, but at this moment, there was deep worry and loss on his face.

His fingers were fiddling with the wine glass unconsciously, as if looking for some kind of comfort. He raised his head and looked at the moon in the distance. The moon was like a bright silver teardrop, hanging in the silent night sky.

Qi Hao is a handsome and handsome man. His eyes are sharp and firm, but at this moment he reveals a deep unwillingness. He is holding a glass of wine tightly in his hand, as if he is using the power of wine to resist the pain in his heart.

Neither of them spoke, they just drank and ate in silence. After a while, their eyes were focused on the bright moon, as if looking for a kind of relief.

"The future is yours!"

These words were spoken by the dignified head of the Qingyun Sect, who patted them both on the shoulders and told them personally.

It is because of this sentence that Xiao Yicai went through life and death outside, and even went to the most dangerous place in the Demon Sect to work as a spy. Qi Hao, as for Qi Hao, practiced hard without rest for a day, and he also paid attention to teaching his juniors.

But now, the boss simply said that Zhang Xiaofan is more suitable, and deprived both of them of all their efforts.

One hundred years, how many hundred years are there in life!

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yicai finally looked away.

He is a direct disciple of Daoxuan, so he naturally knows that his master is true to his word, and there is no point in doing something wrong, as it will only weaken the Qingyun Sect's strength.

"Junior Brother Qihao, now that Master Cangsong is in seclusion, Longshou Peak depends on you. In fact, even if you are not the head, you can still contribute to the Qingyun Sect, and you can still save the people in the world, hoe the strong and help the weak."

Upon hearing this, Qi Hao sighed and nodded: "Yes!"

suddenly.

"Senior Brother Qihao, you are here. It's cold in the mountains, so I brought you a brocade robe. It's windy at night, so drink less." A junior sister came out of the darkness and said shyly.
To be continued...