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Song Qingyi's expression was solemn, and after solemnly bowing to the bones of the Qing Dao man, he took the cyan jade slip in the hand of the Qing Dao man and put it away carefully. Then he used his flying sword to dig out the words engraved on the ground by the Green Daoist, and finally picked up the body of the Green Daoist and the pale blue flying sword on the side and put them into his belt.

The pale blue flying sword is the natal flying sword of the green Dao people.

Then, the two of them checked the entire cave up and down again, and after making sure that nothing was missing, they left the cave.

The Xuansong Sword slashed through the sky with a pine ink-colored sword light and flew towards Guizang Mountain. The time it took to go back was almost half of what it took to come, because although Song Qingyi's face was not obvious, he held back a lot of grief and indignation in his heart.

After returning to Zhongshu Peak, Song Qingyi took Song Mingting and went straight to Zhongshu Pavilion.

In the Zhongshu Pavilion, Katsumi Zhenren was meditating and cultivating, and when he saw Song Qingyi and Song Mingting coming, he said curiously: "Why did you come here at this time? Is there something wrong with your cultivation?" Or did something happen?"

Katsumi Zhenren keenly sensed that something was wrong with Song Qingyi's emotions. In the end, he is the one who grew up watching Song Qingyi, so although Song Qingyi is a little wooden and straightforward, even if he is in a bad mood, he will not show it, but what Song Qingyi's mood is, he can still see it.

Song Qingyi was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Master, we have found the body of the ancestor of the Qingli Taishi. ”

Katsumi was stunned for a moment.

Song Qingyi's words were too headless and tailless, and the era in which the Qingli Daoist lived was too far away from him, so even if he was a true person, he didn't think of who the Qingli Taishi Uncle in his big disciple's mouth was for a while.

However, after all, Katsumi Zhenren is the master of the first peak, and even Song Qingyi knows something, it is impossible for him not to know, so after being stunned for a moment, Katsuji Zhenren quickly realized who the Qingli Taishi Uncle Ancestor in the mouth of his eldest disciple was talking about.

"Where?" said Katsumi's face suddenly became very serious.

Such a serious expression is really rare on the face of a person who has always been gentle and warm.

Song Qingyi took out the bones of the Qingli Daoist and the Qingli Sword together.

Katsumi Zhenren stood up suddenly, and he came to Song Qingyi almost instantly, and took the Qingli Sword.

I saw that he stroked the sword body of the green sword with a solemn face, and then glanced at the bones of the green monk, and was stunned for a while.

After being stunned for a long time, the true talent of self-denial finally said solemnly: "That's right, this is indeed the bones of the Qingli Taishi Uncle Ancestor, where did you find the bones of the Taishi Uncle Ancestor? Also, who killed the Taishi Uncle Ancestor?"

Song Qingyi and Song Mingting glanced at each other, and said in a deep voice: "It's the real person of the Pure Yang Sect." ”

"What are you talking about?!" Katsumi's face changed suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his ears. After confirming that he had heard correctly, a terrifying aura suddenly emerged from Katsumi's real person.

The sudden burst of momentum shocked the forest birds outside the pavilion to scatter and fly in all directions, although the real person of Katsumi quickly reined in the momentum, but the momentum of the sudden explosion still shocked half of the birds in the forest to fly away.

"Tell me more. "Calm down the humanity of self-denial.

Song Qingyi directly took out the rock engraved with the last words of the Qingli Daoist.

The eyes of the real person of Katsumi instantly fell on this last words, and the more he looked at it, the more gloomy his face became, and after reading it, his face was already gloomy and could drip water.

After a while, Katsumi Zhenren raised his head and asked, "Where did you find the bones of Uncle Taishi?"

Song Mingting said the location, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face: "It shouldn't be, it's almost close to the mountain gate, and the Qingli Taishi Uncle won't even have time to ask for help, right?"

On the side, Song Mingting listened quietly. This point is actually something he can't figure out, the bones of the ancestor of the green master are not far from the mountain gate, at this distance, the uncle of the green master can completely ask for help. But from beginning to end, the division did not receive a request for help from the ancestor of the Qingli Taishi. To tell the truth, the Qing Ling Taishi and Uncle Ancestor had already fled to the territory of their Hidden Sword Pavilion, but in the end they still fell, which in itself was a bit unreasonable.

But if you can't figure it out, after all, this was already five hundred years ago, not only the uncle of the Qingli Taishi is dead, but even the murderer of the Red Eyebrows has been dead for hundreds of years, so what happened at that time has become an eternal mystery.

After a moment of silence, he said to Song Qingyi and Song Mingting: "You stay here, I'll go see the master." After finishing speaking, he directly rolled up the bones and last words of the Qing Daoist, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in the pavilion.

Song Mingting and Song Qingyi glanced at each other, it was the first time they had seen such a gloomy look on their master's face. Of course, Song Mingting was the second time, because this was the second time he sent the bones of the Qingli Daoist back.

The two of them were not in the mood to speak, and began to wait quietly.

It didn't take long for the real people to return.

After Katsumi Zhenren came back, he didn't say much, just said to the two with a serious face, "Follow me to see the master", and then rolled up the two and rushed towards the sky.

The white-gold streamer rushed into the sky, and soon fell on the huge black and white yin and yang cloud in the middle of the six peaks of Guizang.

Song Mingting stepped on the clouds that were like substance, there were several small peaks in the center of the clouds, and on the top of the highest peak, there was a tall and majestic attic, hidden between the faint clouds, both solemn and gratuitously hidden.

Looking at the majestic pavilion, Song Mingting's eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia.

This is the famous Guizang Pavilion!

Guizang Pavilion is the most important building of their Guizang Sword Pavilion, which was built by the ancestors of the Kaipai Sect Guizang Immortals, and it is also the place where the sect deliberates, and it is also the residence of the heads of the past dynasties, and it is also the cave where they Guizang Sword Pavilion is located.

The most important thing of a great sect is that it is an independent small world that can only be opened up with supreme supernatural powers. A sect, if there is no hole in the door, it cannot be called a major sect.

The so-called "blessed earth" is talking about this. If you don't have a blessed earth, you are not qualified to call your sect a great sect.

The cave of their Tibetan Sword Pavilion is called "Guizang Cave Heaven", which was opened up by the ancestor of Guizang with supreme supernatural powers, and then opened up and strengthened by the ancestors of previous generations, and has become one of the few caves in the monastic world today.

Walking on the clouds, the aura that came to his face almost condensed into rain and mist, rich and pure.

In Song Mingting's body, the mental method was running rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, his cultivation had improved. There is no way, the aura in this place is too rich and pure, if you can stay here for a long time, your cultivation speed will be more than ten times faster!

It's a pity that this place is the residence of the head of the family, even the masters of the peaks and peaks can't live here, let alone their true disciples. Moreover, the progress of cultivation in the early stage is too fast, which is not a good thing for the later cultivation.