When Xuanqing arrived in the woods, it was getting dark.

Everything in the forest is quiet, and a full moon hangs in the sky, reflecting everything around it in extraordinary silence.

In the distance, Xuan Qing saw a white figure, with his back to him.

"Susu. ”

Xuan Qing stepped forward, feeling a little nervous, and he forcibly suppressed this feeling.

Bai Susu was sitting under a big tree at this time, looking at the calm lake in front of him. Thousands of green lotuses on the lake are faintly open, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Susu. ”

Xuan Qing approached, sat beside Bai Susu, and looked ahead with Su Su's gaze.

The starry sky is reflected on the surface of the lake, like countless jewels falling.

"What are you doing last time you said I killed your brother!"

Bai Susu pursed his mouth, and the cherry was a little upturned.

Xuan Qing recalled what she had done at the time, and felt a little guilty in her heart, the **** tore her clothes like crazy, and now that she thinks about it, it is indeed a bit excessive.

Without Bai Susu, he was already in Jiuquan at this time, and without Bai Susu, he would not have accidentally obtained the blood of the black phoenix.

All these things are thanks to her.

Thinking of this, Xuan Qing flipped his palm, mobilized a trace of true qi, and urged it on the surface of the lake, and after a while, bursts of water mist rose on the surface of the lake, and those water mist burst out like fireworks, condensing into fist-sized ice blue water bubbles. Slowly floating around, on each bubble, there is a reflection of Bai Susu's figure, slowly floating around.

There are transparent ice-blue bubbles everywhere, and it is like being in a dream.

Bai Susu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up with a smile, opened his arms, and wandered among those ice blue bubbles.

"It's beautiful!".

She looked at Xuan Qing with a smile, and judged the two of them like Bai Susu who had just pouted her little mouth.

At this time, Xuan Qing stood up, walked behind Bai Susu, and said lightly:

"I have wronged you"

Xuan Qing looked at Bai Susu's watery eyes and said lightly.

Bai Susu smiled slightly, with the usual smile like a spring breeze on his face, and said calmly: "Okay, I forgive you." ”

Xuan Qing looked up at this illusion and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Bai Susu looked at the reckless and immature teenager in front of him, and nodded slightly.

"Hmm. ”

The two exchanged eyes, and a faint ripple crossed Xuan Qing's heart.

They walked side by side along the lake, Bai Susu clasped his hands together, and conjured up many spirit butterflies, which flew in the blue bubbles, and Bai Susu smiled even more happily.

Her fingers kept lit on the bubbles, and those large and small bubbles made a thumping sound, bounced in the air, and continued to float.

Xuan Qing suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Su Su, look at this." ”

Xuan Qing immediately took out a blood banner from the storage bag, which he got at Mu Bai's house at that time, and after he came back, he couldn't figure out what it was, so he took it out to Bai Susu at this time.

Bai Susu raised his hand to catch it, and when he saw the blood flag, his face suddenly changed:

"Where did the Conjuring Blood Banner come from?"

Bai Susu stretched out her white fingers and gently shook them on the blood flag, only to feel a burst of cold air rushing up from her palm, and after a buzzing sound, the blood flag seemed to grow in her palm.

A trace of spiritual energy leaked out of her palm, and was sucked into the blood banner with a trace.

"Not good!"

Bai Suliu frowned, and his other hand hurriedly drew a light blade, slapping it towards the junction of the blood banner and his palm.

After a flash of purple light, the blood streak parted from her palm and fell to the ground with a thud.

She opened her palm and saw that there was a mark the size of a copper coin in her palm, which was squeaking and bubbling.

"What's wrong?"

Xuanqing stepped out and held Bai Susu, seeing that a wound on Susu's palm was very hideous, compared to being bloody

Suo hurt and hurriedly mobilized her true qi to slowly heal her wounds.

After a dozen breaths. The wound on Bai Susu's palm has slowly healed, and his face has gradually improved.

"I can't imagine that this blood banner is so strong......"

Xuan Qing picked up the blood banner from the ground, put it away again, and put it back.

Bai Susu looked at Xie who was always frightened and frightened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the legendary Conjuring Blood Banner. If it were just an ordinary blood banner, with my cultivation, it would definitely not hurt me, however, this thing is so strong that it can even absorb my spiritual power!"

Listening to Bai Susu's words, Xuan Qing became more and more incomprehensible.

"What the hell is this, and why can't it hurt me?"

Bai Susu stabilized his mind, and then said slowly:

"All that this bloodstain has inhaled is the power of the spirit. This is a strange treasure in ancient times, when the demon race and the ghost clan fought, the two sides fought for hundreds of days and nights, and there was still no victory, and the fluctuations gradually threatened the world.

In order to stop this war, the god realm deliberately took the conjuring blood banner to suppress it, and did not want anyone to touch the mechanism in advance, and for a while, tens of thousands of elves of the demon race and the ghost race were all summoned, and this blood banner had the power to destroy the world and destroy the world.

Later, in the last session, I was afraid that this thing would be a disaster to the world, so I sealed it with a seal, and in the process of bringing it to the god realm, it was stolen, and I didn't expect to meet it here. ”

Xuan Qing was a little incredulous, recalling the process of getting the blood banner when he was in the lake.

"This thing can instantly extract spiritual power, absorb it into prayer flags, and finally transform it into its own power. ”

Bai Susu looked at Xuan Qing solemnly.

"It's brutal...... This thing is still far away for seconds, Qingyang Sect is a big sect, this kind of evil practice is not allowed, you have just been promoted to the head of the true inheritance, this kind of thing, must not be displayed in front of people again. ”

"Hmm. ”

A false alarm.

Bai Susu still didn't seem at ease, and added:

"Once the conjuring begins, it is a departure from the Immortal Dao, and it is easy to be counterattacked. Because directly inhaling other people's spiritual power is undoubtedly the fastest way to cultivate, but these spiritual powers bring a lot of the spiritual consciousness of the sucked person, when they are strong enough, they will cause a backlash against you, if you are not careful, you will go crazy, at least delirious, or at worst you will be seized by the powerful spirit, and you will no longer be you, but become a devil. ”

"Understood?"

Xuan Qing's single-minded personality still made Bai Susu feel a little relieved.

"Hmm"

Xuan Qing nodded thoughtfully.

"Although this thing can have great power in a short period of time, however, once cultivated, it will be doomed! As a true disciple of the Qingyang Sect, don't do stupid things, understand?"

Xuan Qing nodded in agreement.

The two of them stayed in the forest for a while, and Xuan Qing sent Bai Susu back, and when they arrived outside the bedroom, Bai Susu looked at Xuan Qing.

"Brother Xuanqing, you are now a true disciple, and you will soon be assigned your own exclusive cave mansion, and the next time I come again, I can go to your cave mansion to find you. ”

Xuan Qing was stunned and smiled lightly.

The next day was the day of Xuanqing's true gift.

Xuanqing bathed and changed clothes, and came to the Qingyang Ancestral Temple early.

Inside the huge bronze tripod furnace, cigarette smoke fills the air.

A row of spiritual tablets is placed in front, and they are engraved with dense small characters:

Some write Qing Yu Nian, 189 years old, Yuan infancy. Next to that row was a tiny red flower.

He glanced at it again, a rank that was relatively close to him, and it said Zhuji, Fenghua. There is a small white flower pinned to the rank.

......

Xuan Qing's eyes swept over those ranks, and each tablet was inserted with a small flower, some white and some red.

Looking at the red and white flowers, Xuanqing was a little confused.

Just as he was in his trance, a voice came:

"Sect Master has arrived!"

Xuan Qing turned around and saw that Sect Master Qing Lu was surrounded by the crowd, with a solemn expression.

After arriving at the temple, the sect master led everyone to sit down, and on the huge hall, Xuanqing stood abruptly in the center.

"Get on your knees!"

A cold voice came. It was the voice of a deacon.

It is necessary for the disciples to kneel and bow, and Xuan Qing did not hesitate to kneel down in front of the tablet.

At this time, the deacon lit three sticks of incense and inserted them on the incense burner.

There are words in the mouth:

"Seniors, whether you are still in the world or not, the fifty-eighth generation of the Qingyang Sect is the true descendant of Xuanqing, and today I worship the sect. ”

Xuan Qing's heart condensed, it turned out that the little red flower was still alive, and it was just a retreat and cultivation, and he couldn't participate in the ceremony.

And the little white flowers are all deceased predecessors.

After the deacon finished speaking, he walked up to Xuan Qing and said firmly:

"Do three kneeling. ”

Xuan Qing went down and bowed three times.

When he got up again, a clear immortal resounded in his ears.

Xuan Qing looked up, only to see that on the rank pinned with red flowers, bursts of light suddenly appeared, revealing the phantoms of Daoist faces, and the phantoms of these people were the masters of those ranks.

It's amazing.

Those phantoms stared at Xuan Qing, and then nodded one after another.

In an instant, they all disappeared.

Xuan Qing was surprised, "What about those seniors......"

The deacon slowly explained:

"That's the soul left here by the predecessors, this soul is connected with their own deity, just to witness the fourth true tradition, and now that the mission is completed, it will naturally disappear. ”

The deacon said lightly, then turned around and picked up a wooden plate, on which lay a handful of pale cyan feathers with a gold token on it.

The man stood still in front of Xuan Qing with a wooden plate, but his eyes looked at Sect Master Qing Lu.

"Sect Master, please give the Sect Feather Token by hand. ”

The sect master slowly stood up, stepped to Xuan Qing's side, held up the token with both hands, and said very solemnly:

"Xuan Qing, once this order is passed on to you, you will have the responsibility of guarding the Qingyang Sect on your shoulders, and now, I want you to swear in front of the seniors of the Qingyang Sect. ”

Xuan Qing's eyes burned, he raised two fingers, pointed to the sky, and swore:

"I, Xuanqing, from today on, swear to live and die with the Qingyang Sect, if the Qingyang Sect is in trouble, I will definitely go to the soup and die with the sect. ”

If he violates this oath one day, this body will turn into ashes, and there will be no reincarnation!"

The rest of the people nodded their heads when they heard him swear.

When the clan heard these words, his heart suddenly felt a little relieved, and the token was slowly handed to Xuan Qing's hand, he was stunned, and stretched out his hands to take it with great reverence.