Just when everyone was at a loss, several mysterious people came outside Qingyun, including men and women, dressed in different ways, Taoist priests, emperors, and lay people.

Outside the Yuqing Palace, the Taoist priest with the long sword led the group to stand still, looked at the people who were talking about it with a smile, and said softly: "It's quite lively!" ”

The middle-aged man dressed in imperial costumes looked at the people with sad faces inside, and echoed: "It's really lively!" ”

"Okay, you guys are two steps to see the juniors laugh, hurry up and go in and preside over the overall situation!"

Although the young girl next to her was young, her tone was old-fashioned.

"Let's go, Aoba, the delicate girl is not very kind!"

The man in his father's costume chuckled.

"Let's go, you really can't watch the jokes of juniors!"

Aoba took the long sword and walked inside with a smile.

Looking at the backs of the two, Linglong snorted softly and followed in.

After the three of them entered, the originally noisy hall suddenly became extremely quiet, and all eyes looked at the entrance of the Yuqing Palace.

Full of curiosity about the three uninvited guests.

Cang Song, as Qingyun's diplomatic ambassador, usually does the things that receive distinguished guests, first glanced at Dao Xuan, who was sitting at the top, and then left his seat and walked in front of the three, and asked with a smile: "Are the three of you here for the sake of the great calamity in the world?" ”

The middle-aged man in imperial costume turned his head to look at Aoba on the side, smiled slightly, and said, "Come on!" ”

Hearing this, Aoba nodded, this matter should indeed be said by him, after all, Qingyun is his base camp, coughed lightly, stepped forward and said: "Cangsong, my name is Aoba!" ”

Hearing the man report himself, Cangsong frowned, and his expression looked a little unhappy, the name of Aoba was a god-like existence in the eyes of these people.

Now that someone calls themselves Aoba in front of them, isn't it boring to find themselves!

However, the good cultivation made Cang Song suppress the anger in his heart, raised his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man with a long sword in front of him, and frowned: "Daoyou, don't joke about the name of the Qingye Patriarch, okay?" ”

"Hey~!!"

Linglong pursed her lips and smiled, it was really interesting to see the scene of being misunderstood when she went back to her home for the first time.

Perhaps, such a thing can happen in Qingyun.

After all, after Aoba joined the Immortal Alliance, he directly blew him up, making Qingyun's juniors think he was dead.

Now that such a thing has happened, it is completely Aoba who has done it himself!

Cangsong's expression became gloomy, judging from the behavior of the three of them, they didn't want to be a good person, one claimed to be Aoba, one made a mockery, and the other didn't want to be a good person even if he didn't say anything.

"Let's explain what you mean!"

Although Cangsong's tone was polite, there was a hint of anger in his words.

"Aoba, take it upon yourself!"

The man in the imperial costume showed a faint smile, and looked at Aoba eating deflated, and his heart was very happy.

"Cangsong, what? I don't even know your ancestor anymore? ”

Qingye can't wait to smoke Cangsong with a big mouth and make a fool of himself in front of the Emperor Lao'er, which is really unforgivable, but he also knows that he can't complain about Qingyun and the others about this matter.

Said let him do it to himself!

"Fellow Daoist, you're like this, I'm not kind to you!"

Cang Song's mood was already upset because of the catastrophe, and now this middle-aged man has come up and taken advantage of himself again and again, it is really the old lady who burns incense and is impatient.

However, because there are others here, Cangsong is not easy to attack, so he can only threaten with words.

"Uh..."

Aoba was helpless, and just as he was about to have a seizure, Dao Xuan left his seat and walked over, looked at the three people standing at the door, and said with a smile: "Hello three Dao friends, I am Dao Xuan, the head of Qingyun."

I heard this Taoist friend say that he is Aoba just now, so don't make such a joke, after all, the patriarch of this sect, Aoba, does not allow others to insult him! ”

Dao Xuan is worthy of being the head, and his words and temperament are very reasonable.

"Aoba, you better show some proof, otherwise the three of us will become fakes!"

The Heavenly Emperor expressed his appreciation for Dao Xuan's bearing, which was worthy of being able to suppress the other two factions to become the head of the righteous path.

Hearing this, Aoba glanced at Dao Xuan and Cang Song lightly, he left all the things on his body in Qingyun when he left, where is there anything to prove.

After thinking about it for a while, Qingyun decided to perform the Qingyun Four Decisions he created back then to prove his identity!

"Dao Xuan, Cangsong, you should know who created the Qingyun Four Decisions, and today I will use the next four methods to prove my identity."

After speaking, the whole person turned into a streamer and appeared in mid-air, and he didn't see how to use it, and his right hand waved four times.

Above the sky, there were four decisions that Qingyun relied on to become famous in an instant, and Dao Xuan and others exerted I don't know how much stronger, it was simply a heaven and an underground.

However, Aoba did not let the four attacks land, and with a wave of his right hand, the four attacks that changed the color of the heavens and the earth instantly became invisible.

Then, he landed in front of Dao Xuan and the others, and said with a smile: "Can you believe that I am Aoba now?" ”

"Are you really a patriarch?"

Dao Xuan frowned, still a little unconvinced, after all, Qingye had died thousands of years ago.

Now that he has appeared in front of everyone, it is naturally impossible to believe!

"Hundreds of years ago, do you remember the old man who swept the floor in the ancestral hall?"

Aoba knew that Dao Xuan still didn't believe it, so he had to tell the story of incarnating as Elder Qingyun hundreds of years ago.

"What?"

Dao Xuan and Cang Song exclaimed, looked at the green leaves in front of them in surprise, and asked in unison, "Which elder of the ancestral hall are you?" ”

"Yes, at that time, I couldn't feel at ease in my heart, so I became an elder..."

Aoba said with a smile.

Hearing this explanation, Dao Xuan Cangsong and the others had all the doubts in their hearts, greeted them warmly, and greeted them loudly, looking extremely excited.

The return of Qingye is Qingyun's greatest confidence.

The existence of being able to become friends with Aoba is naturally not simple.

With the existence of their three masters, Qingyun is worry-free, and the world is worry-free.

After some politeness, he smiled happily: "

The return of the patriarch this time is really great news, so, the world is worry-free, the world is worry-free! ”

"Won't you invite us in?"

Aoba frowned.

"I'm sorry patriarch, hurry, please inside!"

Dao Xuan immediately took the three of Aoba towards the main hall, and naturally caused a lot of discussion among the people around him on the way.

Wondering who is coming?

Why can he be personally received by a person like Dao Xuan, and looking at the posture, Dao Xuan's posture is still very low, it is completely like meeting a senior of the master.

The fact is just as they thought, Aoba is really the ancestor of Qingyun.

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To be continued, stay tuned!