Chapter 17: The Clouds Fall Frost, the Past
"According to the disciple's opinion, the Qingyun Sect is now in ruins, and its luck is exhausted. Accepting a person with the destiny of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star into the sect is afraid that the little luck left will be completely exhausted. β
Ye Qingxue thought for a moment and analyzed.
Although she couldn't see Gu Yuehan's expression, she must not be good-looking, and she could even notice that her black robe was shaking slightly.
After all, the Heavenly Evil Lone Star will be hated by the world, and she must have endured a lot.
"However, the luck of the sect is gone. It's better to make a desperate bet, in order to seek the best Tai Lai, and seek that glimmer of life. My generation has been going against the sky, why not?"
Fortunately, Ye Qingxue still had a follow-up, and she recognized Gu Yuehan.
"Very good, then she will be your junior sister from now on. But do you still think that the person who is destined is the idiot next to you?"
The corners of Yun Qingchuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to refute.
"Disciple... Although Yun Gongzi has no talent, the disciple has an intuition, Yun Gongzi will definitely be a hidden dragon in the future, straight to the heavens. He will be a necessary figure for the rise of my Qingyun Sect. β
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"It's an exaggeration, although he is destined. However, the rise of the Qingyun Sect still depends on you. β
"Take your junior sister down first, and then you live together and practice together, honing your body and mind. She didn't need to change her robe, I had prepared it for her. β
A cyan token fell from the sky, the same as what Ye Qingxue gave to Yun Qingchuan before, with the four big words "Sect Master's Personal Biography" written on it, and it fell in front of Gu Yuehan.
She held out her hands, pale, knuckle-protruding hands gripping the token.
He fell to his knees suddenly, and shook his head three times.
"The master is above, the disciple is lonely and cold here, may I live forever and be loyal and filial to the master, if you turn your back, your soul will be scattered!"
"Before, all those who were close to me died because of me, and if the master was sick, I would definitely die with me!"
"Go ahead, I said that. Your life is different, the sky is a lonely star, you can solve it without it. If you want to change your life, you have to believe in yourself. β
"The girl of the Situ family should also step down, it is difficult to cultivate the Five Thunder Fa, and it is even more difficult to reverse the Five Thunder, in the future, you will be a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and you will also follow Qingxue." β
"The disciple understands. β
Situ Wanqing's little face was also solemn.
She is not as simple as she seems, it seems that Sister Qingxue's master is a little scary, and she knows herself so well, but she is not as unbearable as rumored.
The three of them left in the light, leaving only Yun Qingchuan and the three of them.
The closed door also opened slowly.
Yun Qingchuan knew that it was time to face his nightmare.
The white-haired witch clouds fall into frost, and I'm coming.
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Enter the Cloud Palace and find that it is extremely wide.
There were no candles, but the surrounding walls were emitting a soft white light.
The dome in the middle is inlaid with a huge cyan crystal, pure and flawless like the sky after the rain, and the light is dazzling.
On a circular pedestal beneath the crystal, a woman sits cross-legged.
A black robe flutters, like a waterfall and silver silk beating snow.
A pair of dark golden eyes, with endless majesty.
Where she sits, it seems like she doesn't exist. I don't feel the slightest breath, but I feel intimidating from the heart.
If you look at her face, you will be amazed. Because, he looks exactly the same as Qi Meng, every eyelash, every piece of skin, is exactly the same.
It's like it's carved out of the same mold.
The difference is that one of the two is wearing a white robe, and the silk is as green as ink. A black robe dances lightly, and silver silk beats snow.
However, the temperaments of the two are very different.
The temperament of praying for dreams is always so soft and glutinous, and the temperament of Yunluo frost is always so cold and indifferent, which is indifference to all life.
"Haha, Sister Luoshuang, I knew that this Qingyun Sect Master must be you. β
Yun Qingchuan snorted and prepared to sit down on the ground.
Yun Luoshuang just looked at him so coldly, and he was creepy to see.
"Don't sit, stand comfortably. β
Yun Qingchuan scratched the tip of his nose with embarrassment.
"Sit, why don't you sit? Xiangyun is good to sit? Is Zijin's little mouth sweet? Is Qingxue's legs beautiful?"
A faint voice came, as if it was whispering from hell.
Yun Qingchuan's face was a little frozen, and his heart was extremely entangled.
It's time to admit it, but my fiancΓ©e is still next to me, and I can't pull this face.
"Sister, little boy, he..."
"Shut up, let you protect him, be a protector, do you want you to be bullied by him?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly cold, Qi Meng wanted to persuade something, but he was directly pushed back by Yun Luoshuang.
Pitifully stood by and stopped squeaking.
"Qing Zijin, huh?"
"Yes, the junior Qingzijin has seen the predecessors of Yunluoshuang. β
Zijin was also a little nervous in her heart, there was no way, Yun Luoshuang's aura was too strong, and the other two all stayed aside, not daring to squeak, but she still behaved decently.
Yun Luoshuang glanced at her and said softly:
"Don't call me a senior, in front of your grandfather, I'm just a junior. Just call me Sister Luoshuang, you are the fiancΓ©e of this little bastard, I just want to say one thing: Some people just have itchy skin, just beat it, you're welcome. β
"Uh, okay. β
Zijin could only nod in agreement.
Yun Qingchuan on the side already had the heart to find a piece of tofu and kill him.
"Zijin is here, I'll save you face. If there's anything you want to ask, just talk about it!"
"Hehe, I know that Sister Luoshuang is doing everything for my good. β
Yun Qingchuan smiled facelessly in an instant.
Immediately, he pulled out three things. They are the three things left behind by his mysterious grandfather.
Yun Luoshuang looked at it, and then said:
"The token is a human emperor's decree, and for a long time, whenever the previous generation of human emperors retired, the human emperor's palace would issue a human imperial decree to the world. This makes Tianjiao arrogant, and he can compete for the position of emperor. But I guess that shouldn't do much for you. You can think of it as a life-saving treasure. β
The emperor decreed to seize the throne of the emperor.
"Oh, I see. β
Yun Qingchuan's face didn't change much, and it was extremely bland. But such a bland tone is not in line with his character.
It's weird, there's a story.
"This bronze mask, it can hide all the breath and identity of the owner. It should be a treasure of the human race, but I don't know much about it, so you can use it first. β
In the future, when he goes out and pretends to be dead, he is not afraid of being recognized, Yun Qingchuan is secretly happy in his heart.
"As for this wordless scroll, I think it should be related to you. β
Something to do with me?
Yun Qingchuan's face was confused.
"This is 15 years ago. β
Yun Luoshuang paused, and opened his mouth to talk about the past.
Fifteen years ago, Yun Luoshuang left the Heavenly Emperor Peak with Yun Qingchuan's physical body. When you get to a deserted place, put him down. After a long time, an old man came in the distance.
Yun Luoshuang watched so quietly in the sky.
The old man noticed the child on the road, and when he got closer to take a look, he just sighed and left directly.
That's right, he chose to leave.
But when he was not far away, the child, who was not crying or making trouble, suddenly began to cry.
The old man paused, and said fate, fate, and then returned to hold the child in his arms, and comforted him softly, and the child immediately stopped crying.
The old man looked at the child quietly, and the child looked at him quietly.
Then, the old man glanced in the direction she had been hiding before, and there was only a word written in a cloud, "cloud".
The old man smiled, looked at the child in his arms, and then at the sky in the distance.
A sentence was spoken:
"The clouds roll up and the clouds are comfortable, and the clouds rise and float again. Qingchuan Na Huanyu, how to have a different way? Now there is this son, its name: Yun Qingchuan.
After that, he took the child and left.
Yun Luoshuang speculated that the old man was very likely to be a great power of the human race, and even related to the Qinghuang Lord.
Its name has "Xuan", which is an ancient surname of the human race, and it is extremely mysterious.
Yun Qingchuan opened the scroll, but there was still no word on it.
He softly read out the words of the old man:
"The clouds roll up and the clouds are comfortable, and the clouds rise and float again. Qingchuan Nahuanyu, how can ten thousand roads be different?"
This line of words gradually appeared on the scroll, each shining with a divine light.
He now understands that this is his "fate" with his grandfather.
The grandfather and grandson have been dependent on each other for ten years, and Yun Qingchuan has long been extremely filial to him, and he misses him like a tide.
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"One last thing, I'll hide the Qinglian mark on your eyebrows for you. β
Yun Luoshuang waved his hand, and a strange force hit Yun Qingchuan's eyebrows, and the mysterious and magnificent green lotus was gradually hidden.
"Hmm. β
Touching his eyebrows, Yun Qingchuan's heart was very warm, and he didn't react too much.
"Okay, you two go out! β
Yun Qingchuan and the others left, and only the two Yun Luoshuang sisters were left in the wide palace.
"Sister, you're hurt, have you tried again?"
Qi Meng finally couldn't help it and asked with concern.
"That's right, we did that impossible attempt again, and it was just as much a failure, and our fate was already sealed. β
Yun Luoshuang's face was expressionless, but his tone was a little weak.
"Man gives fate, not heaven. In the catastrophe of Heavenly Emperor Peak, there were really two such existences. β
"I know that the waves caused by it are afraid that they will affect countless people. β
"We can go against the sky, but we can't tamper with this man's fate. It is far more desperate than the moat, and I will never be able to complete the road of Vientiane Senluo on my own. β
No one could have imagined that this once terrifying white-haired witch would be desperate at this moment.
"My cultivation has been stuck here for countless years, and although you are shorter than me, it is also incomparably long. After all, we have to wait until that moment..."
Yun Luofrost let out a long sigh.
"Sister, what about the safety of the little boy?"
After praying for a dream, Yun Luoshuang calmed down his mood.
"It's okay, the ban on the Ancient Land of the Lost Heaven has not been opened yet. Here, we can take care of him. After that, Lord Qinghuang should also have arrangements, and everything depends on himself, no one can protect him forever. β
"The phantom imprint of Heavenly Emperor Peak should be the legendary Heavenly Emperor, who is the person who may want to snipe the little prince?"
Prayer asked again.
"There is a boundless way, and a thought releases the sky. It's supposed to be the one. β
"What? it turned out to be the one, but why did he snipe the little boy, obviously..."
Halfway through the dream prayer, I didn't dare to say anything more.
"Little bastard, how is the talent?"
"Talent? Although there was no comparison in the Heavenly Domain back then. But the little boy's talent is naturally unique in the ages, and it is very likely to reach... That terrifying physique is not just jealous of God. Is it because of this constitution? but..."
"Even if his constitution is broken, some people still don't want him to live. After all, this was the case with the Emperor back then. β
"Isn't that young lady even more dangerous?"
"No, it's the little bastards who are more dangerous. The young lady has the protection of the Qinghuang, and the Qinghuang will not take that step for the rest of his life, and he is also indifferent to the world. But she alone is a legend, and she also has one or two friends, so that's enough. No matter how bad it is, with her status in the human race. It is impossible for the giants of the Terrans to ignore it. β
"Little bastard, it's up to him to be wasted or not. She is one year older than Xian'er, so she has been suppressing Xian'er's physique all the time. But when his physique was completely awakened, Xian'er was also completely dying. β
He dared to abandon his origin without hesitation, just to protect his sister. Back then, I was determined to die, but now, even if I survive, I'm afraid that there is only a decadence left. β
Yun Luoshuang sighed lightly.
"We can't stay with the little boy forever, we just hope that he will be okay in the future. β
Qi Meng clasped his hands and put them on his chest, praying for the blessing of his little son.
"Okay, little bastard's mentality, don't you know yet? I have a fiancΓ©e, and my tail is about to rise to the sky. Now I'm afraid it's a trip to the mountains and rivers, so it's not happy. Stay with me for a while, after all, we have only met once in 100,000 years..."
Yunluoshuang's voice was no longer cold, but soft.
She waved her hand to open a space, and there was a large bed with colorful clouds, and she lay directly on it, with a jade body horizontally, wonderful and attractive.
She patted the side of her, and Qi Meng lay down with a blushing face...