Chapter 90: The Storm and Storm
On the main peak of Qingyun Sect, Qingyuanzhen and Xuqing stood side by side.
The two just stood side by side without saying a word, not knowing whether they were looking at the bright moon and the stars above the night sky, or admiring the brightly lit Qingyun City?
After about a cup of tea, Xuqing sighed leisurely, his eyes full of memories and regrets.
"Time is so fast, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye!"
"Yes, a hundred years!" Qing Yuanzhen also sighed.
"It's really a genius that is rare in a thousand years, it's a pity!"
"Isn't there any disciple with good qualifications recently?" Qing Yuanzhen said with a smile.
"I don't know what's going on, the disciples in recent years are worse than the other!"
"I know you want to take him as an apprentice, why don't I want him to become a disciple in the sect!"
"It's a pity that one talent!"
"Oh, the doctor thinks the man is dead in the mountains?"
"How many people have been able to stand up for many years, let alone a hundred years!"
"And Yanran, she was originally the future sect master, what a pity!"
Hearing the words, Qing Yuanzhen just fell silent.
"Yanran, this child has been strong since she was a child, and she can have such an ending as a grandfather caused by me!
"Can you survive this catastrophe?" the sect master has something to say!"
"You're still a man who has been in the mountains!"
"Oh, could it be that there are some other secrets in this?"
"Then tell me, since they entered the mountain a hundred years ago, why can't the mountain gate be opened again?" Qing Yuanzhen looked mysterious.
"This... This one... It's hard to say!"
"That's because there's still people alive inside!"
Although Qing Yuanzhen said it was bland, it sounded like a thunderbolt in Xuqing!
"Ahh
"I can't find any other explanation!"
"It's... This... How is this possible!"
"Although it's just speculation, it's not far from ten!"
"Xuqing still doesn't understand!"
"Some things, some people, even if the mountains and rivers change, things change, but you have to believe that they will never be forgotten!"
"Yes, no matter who or what, in the ruthless time, it is just a drop of water in the river and sea!"
"Don't worry, I think the truth will be revealed soon!"
"What does the sect master mean by tomorrow's alchemy conference?"
"We won't know until tomorrow!"
"But what we did to him, we were afraid... I'm afraid!" replied to Xuqing.
"What's there to be afraid of, even if he's really alive?"
"Yes, that's a mythical beast that only exists in legends, even if we don't start, I'm afraid that everyone in the world will fight endlessly!"
"Forget it, it's still too early to talk about it, let's talk about it then!"
"I've been restless lately, and I'm worried that this alchemy conference may not be calm!"
"Do you feel like something is going to happen?" Qing Yuanzhen regained her expression and smiled at Xuqing.
"I don't know what Mr. means by this?" Qing Yuanzhen asked.
"Since that incident a hundred years ago, although Lingxiang Lake has long been destroyed, its disciples are still on the run, and I am afraid that the news has already leaked. ”
"At the alchemy conference, countless people gathered here, and if they unite with people with ulterior motives, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome. ”
"On this point, sir, don't worry! Not to mention that the only two Spirit Sect cultivators in Lingxiang Lake were deposed a hundred years ago, even if someone is on the run, their strength has plummeted, and they are not enough to worry about. ”
"Besides, I have asked my disciples to pay close attention to their movements, and even if they can enter the city, they will not be able to make any waves. ”
Qing Yuanzhen smiled calmly, as if everything was under control.
"I hope so! However, I heard that the number of shapeshifting beasts that came to Qingyun City this time has more than doubled compared to the past, and if someone takes the lead, its power should not be underestimated!"
Regarding the worry of the Void God Son, Qing Wuyi smiled.
"I have already secretly ordered all the disciples of the late stage cultivators from all over the country to return to the city, and at this moment, the city has already been filled with nearly 10,000 spirits and dozens of spirit sect cultivators. The big array is even more prepared, who does you think can make any waves?"
"In addition, there is one more thing. After this alchemy conference is over, the old man will close the dead pass once!"
"Shut up, I don't know why Mr. did this?" Qing Yuanzhen looked surprised.
You know, the retreat is a very great thing for a practitioner, and unless you encounter something that is extremely difficult to solve, you will never do it. Because once you close the pass, you can't get out until the matter is resolved!
"Have you forgotten? It's been more than 300 years since I last survived the Yin-Yang Tribulation, and the next Yin-Yang Tribulation will probably be a lifetime of nine deaths!"
"But hasn't the gentleman been in the mountains, and he still has little confidence in that?"
"Although I entered the mountain, I can't escape the catastrophe, and there is really nothing I can do!"
"Sir, whatever you need, just ask, I will do what I can!"
"When the catastrophe comes, all the pill treasures are in vain, and the only one who can rely on them is themselves!"
"But I've heard that there's something that might work!" said Qing Yuanzhen mysteriously.
"Oh? I don't know what kind of artifact it is."
"This thing is far away in the sky, close in front of you!"
"Is it it?"
"Yes, that's it!"
"But it's been in captivity, and it hasn't grown yet!"
"Sir has a great contribution to my sect, even if it is only one in ten thousand hopes, I am willing to give it a try!"
"The sect master has said this, how can the old man be virtuous, let's leave it to the ancestor!"
"Needless to say, this matter is decided, and when the conference is over, this matter will begin!"
With that, the void disappeared in place!
However, what they didn't know was that in the night, in an unknown inn in Qingyun City, the room was brightly lit, and a white-robed woman of about thirty was sitting cross-legged on a low table covered with red silk.
The woman's appearance is dignified and elegant, and her temperament is outstanding, if you look closely, her noble temperament is somewhat similar to Yiyi. At this time, she was holding a note from me and reading it carefully, her eyebrows tightened.
In front of the white-robed woman, there were eight white-clothed women in their twenties and thirties, all of whom looked delicate, but their faces were nervous, and their eyes were looking at the woman on the low seat, as if they were waiting for her to speak.
After a long time, the white-robed woman seemed to finish reading the contents of the note, her face was very solemn, and her eyes were full of complexity, obviously the content of the note made her very embarrassed.
Then, I saw him put the note flat on the palm of his hand, only to hear a pop, and the note in his palm turned into nothingness in an instant.
"Lord Xiangxiang Lake, what's wrong?" asked a girl in her twenties kneeling at the front with a blank expression.
"I didn't expect the Qingyun Sect to arrange such a powerful protective force, don't I really have a chance in Lingxiang Lake?"
This woman is not Lin Xiangxiang of Lingxiang Lake, but who is it!
"I don't know what the Lake Lord means by this?" another disciple wondered.
"This Qingyun City is full of their disciples, tens of thousands of spiritual cultivators, and dozens of spiritual sects, we are fortunate to have successfully entered the city, how much hope do you think we can have?"
Lin Xiangxiang said and couldn't help but sigh.