Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept

Although it was Shen time, the sky was particularly gloomy, and a thin black veil was shrouded on the top of Wudang Mountain.

In a room behind the Golden Peak, Yu Lingzi and passers-by sat opposite each other, their expressions solemn, and their faces were contemplative.

I just listened to Yu Lingzi said slowly: Although on the surface, Wudang's Tiyun Vertical is just a simple vertical leaping technique, while the Cloud Dragon of the Old Man Sect dodges and moves in three folds, and there are many changes. But in fact, in comparison, the level of the level is completely different from person to person, and how the light gong body method is determined by the depth of internal strength. Eighteen years ago, when the old man saw Qing Xuan, his yin and yang seriousness had been perfected, and his internal strength ten years ago must have been even more profound.

Yu Lingzi paused and said: If it is replaced by Qing Xuan, although he can't volley into the void, maybe Qing Xuan can rely on his deep and sufficient internal force to greatly reduce the falling speed, and get lucky to land safely before he is exhausted. What's more, under the cliff, there may not be no bamboo vines, and you can also borrow a little.

Passers-by were overjoyed when they heard this, and said: Then Qingxuan Zhenren is very likely to be immortal, and he is still living under that cliff.

Yu Lingzi stood up violently and exclaimed loudly: What did you say?

Passers-by stared at Yu Lingzi and said slowly: On that day ten years ago, Yu Zhenren could see the immortal body of Qingxuan Zhenren?

After all, Yu Lingzi is the head of the faction, he has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and he is very accessible, and in an instant, he thought about the meaning of the question asked by the passerby just now, and said in a trembling voice: You mean that Qingxuan was killed by someone and fell to the bottom of the cliff?

Passerby nodded solemnly and said: That's exactly what I mean.

Yu Lingzi pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said: What he said just now is just the old man's speculation, not to mention whether Qing Xuan was alive or dead when he fell to the bottom of the cliff, whether he was injured or not, and how the injury was will affect the performance of Qing Xuan's skill and lead to different results.

Passers-by looked out the window, frowning, not knowing what they were thinking.

No one knows what happened on that day 10 years ago, whether Qingxuan Zhenren is still alive at the bottom of the cliff, what is the situation at the bottom of the cliff, and why there has been no news in the past 10 years.

Yu Lingzi then said in a deep voice: Now it seems that Qing Xuan must have fallen off the cliff with the young son of the Chu family, but the old man couldn't understand how the two were involved.

Passers-by replied: According to the next guess, before Chu Daxia and his wife went to the customs, they entrusted their young son to Wudang to take care of, and Wudang are all Taoist priests who are not smiling and have few cold words, even if they are seven or eight years old, they naturally know how to distinguish, and they must be pestering the gentle and kind Qingxuan Zhenren in the back mountain all day long, so on the day of the incident, they were unfortunately implicated.

Yu Lingzi pondered for a moment and said: If it is according to what you said, according to the old man, the reason is the opposite, but the young son of the Chu family is involved in Qingxuan.

Passerby Haruka was surprised: Oh?

Yu Lingzi looked at the passer-by with a puzzled face, and said slowly: Qing Xuan's life is an old man, except for the time when he was young, he went down the mountain with me a few times, and Qing Xuan stayed in Wudang Mountain all the year round to concentrate on cultivation, and there could be no enemies at all. The old man guessed that the murderer must have come for the child of the Chu family, and this murderer must have something to do with the gang of thugs who killed Chu Wentian and his wife.

Passerby Yao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, stared at Yu Lingzi, and said in a low voice: "Yu Zhenren! Who in the world can knock Qing Xuan Zhenren off the cliff and retreat with his whole body?

Yu Lingzi said coldly: There are several peerless masters in the world today, and the old man knows it, whether it is the Red Wheel Ming King of Tubo Snow Mountain, or the dry bone old demon in Western Yunnan, or the Ming Ting Cave Master of Jinghu... None of them have this ability.

Yu Lingzi said again: If you take 10,000 steps, even if you have it, it is impossible for this person to quietly cross the Wudang Mountain one mountain after another, reach the Golden Peak where the guards are heavily guarded and there are many disciples, and then take 10,000 steps back, even if Qingxuan is invincible, it will not be able to issue a warning.

Passers-by shuddered and said slowly: The murderer must be a disciple of Wudang.

Yu Lingzi's eyes burst into light, and he said angrily: This must be the case, and this person's martial arts status is by no means an ordinary disciple.

Passers-by said remotely: Only Wudang disciples can easily and freely enter and exit the mountain gate, and even if a disciple with low martial arts has the opportunity to sneak attack the defenseless Qingxuan Zhenren, he will not want to break the Qingxuan Zhenren's body protection true qi. From the two points of view, this person's martial arts are by no means easy, and he can easily get close to Dao Qingxuan's real person.

The light in the eyes of the passer-by skyrocketed, and he said word by word: Then there are only the two junior disciples who are the same Qingzi generation as Qingxuan Zhenren, Aoki Dao Chang and Qingye Dao Chang.

Yu Lingzi got up from the case, and his whole body was full of true anger, and he wanted to break out of the door.

Passers-by hurriedly said: Yu is real and slow.

Yu Lingzi said angrily: The matter is clear, what else do you have to do? The old man will go to avenge Qing Xuan, and he has comforted Qing Xuan's spirit in the sky.

Passer-by said: Can the jade real person know whether this person is the head of the Aoki Dao or the head of the Qingye road, and what is the benefit of killing the real person of the Qing Xuan to the two of them?

When Yu Zhenren heard this, he immediately became angry and said angrily: This, this, this... He waved his sleeves angrily and sat down again.

Passers-by said: Yu Zhenren is angry for the time being, this matter is strange, and he must not act rashly.

Yu Zhenren was obviously upset and his tone was heavy, but when he thought of Qing Xuan's revenge, he was still patient, and frowned: Your Excellency, please speak. Even the address to passers-by has changed, which shows how important Yu Zhenren is to this matter.

Passers-by nodded and said slowly: As far as I know, the place where Chu Daxia and his wife died at that time was still thousands of miles away in the Qinling Mountains, combined with what the owner of Ren Zhuang said in the Zixiao Hall just now, Chu Daxia and his wife must have gone to the Guanwai for the treasure house of the sword predecessors.

Yu Zhenren bowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Passerby Yao continued: At that time, the tragic death of Chu Daxia and his wife reached Wudang Mountain on the third day. Regardless of whether the murderer of Qingxuan Zhenren was Aoki Dao Chang or Qingye Dao Chang, or both, they were not able to travel back and forth between Qinling and Wudang in just a few days, so the two of them did not participate in the killing of Chu Daxia and his wife.

Yu Zhenren nodded slowly, and then frowned: But what does this have to do with killing Qing Xuan?

Passerby said from afar: The crux of the matter is here, and I guess that someone must have secretly reached some kind of agreement with Aoki or Aoba Michi, and the two sides are embarrassed to take what they need.

Yu Zhenren gritted his teeth and frowned: But in this case, killing the young son of the Chu family is not good for Aoki and Aoba, but what good is it for these two people to kill Qingxuan? Even if the other party asks Aoki and Qingye to kill the young son of the Chu family, what does the life and death of the young son of the Chu family have to do with that person or that group? Could it be that there is some secret hidden in the young son of the Chu family?

The passer-by sighed and shook his head.

When things got here, they became more and more complicated, even if Yu Zhenzi and the passers-by were witty and experienced, they couldn't figure out the reason for this for a while.

After a while, the passer-by said slowly: Yu Zhenren, we must not be discouraged, now we already know that the person who killed Qingxuan Zhenren must be Aoki or Aoba Dao Chief, or both. Next, as long as we do not show our faces and investigate secretly, there will be a day when the truth will come out.

Yu Zhenren snorted coldly and said: The old man knows.

Passers-by thought for a moment and said: There is another matter, I don't know whether to talk about it or not. It's just a guess at the next moment, not for sure.

Yuzhen Humanitarian: Deputy Gang Leader Lu said it was okay.

Passerby nodded slightly and said: I think that this Wudang Conference and the Sword Pingchuan Treasure House must have something to do with collusion with Aoki or Aoba Daochang. It's just that the relationship is not yet clear, and this conference also asks Yu Zhenren to be cautious.

Yu Zhenren looked at the passer-by, and actually smiled slightly and said: Deputy Gang Leader Lu has a heart, and the old man will pay attention to it.

Passers-by smiled slightly, got up and hugged their fists and said: Retire first. If there is any situation, it will be communicated to the jade real person as soon as possible. Then he shook his body and quietly left.

After passers-by Yao and An said to visit an old friend and left, An also quietly went out of the wing, his body shook, and melted into the darkness, only to see An like a ghost, fast and slow, and in a moment, he had reached a cliff in the mountain behind the Golden Peak.

An Muran stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, the terrible cold wind ruffled his hair and blew his clothes. But he ignored it completely, and looked at the dark and secluded cliff fixedly, stunned.

The old scene came to mind in front of him, it was also a gloomy evening, the mountain wind was howling, the sky was dark and dark like a devil's face, he was standing on the edge of this cliff to practice swords, the kind and gentle old man stood aside, while stroking his snow-white beard, while looking at him with a smile, constantly nodding and encouraging him.

But just a quarter of an hour later, a figure appeared on the top of the mountain, he didn't pay attention to it, still concentrating on practicing his sword, but suddenly, the old man pounced on him, and at the same time spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, sprayed on the placket of his clothes, and the figure put his palms out of his chest, standing in place and sneering.

The palm shattered his heart and numbed his nerves, and he froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The old man stood in front of him, looked at him with a smile, told him not to be afraid, and then turned his back to him and faced the sneering figure.

The black-red blood on his back slowly dripped down and gradually coagulated into horrific scars, which he later learned were symptoms of poison.

The old man who used to be gentle still looked light, but there seemed to be endless sadness in his eyes, he couldn't stop his trembling hands, the strong ninja was in severe pain, and said slowly: Senior brother, why?

The figure took a few steps forward, and he saw the man's face clearly, and he swore that he would never forget that face and the words he said next for the rest of his life.

The figure said slowly: Senior brother, Senior Brother Rong will tell you a piece of news first, your old friend Chu Wen Tianchu Daxia and his wife have died, just three days ago, Qinling, Luoxiajian.

He only remembered that when he heard this, his head exploded instantly, and his breathing had stopped, as if the black of the whole world had condensed together, enveloping him. It was indescribable coldness, it was indescribable pain.

He fell to the ground unconsciously, and faintly heard the gentle old man say angrily: Senior brother, you... Then he coughed violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Which cold figure smiled and said: Senior brother, you have been the head of the house for so many years, and it is time to abdicate and rest.

The old man was shocked and said, "Senior brother, are you doing this just for the position of the head of the family?" If this is the case, you can just talk to me, why do you have to do this?

Which figure suddenly paused, looked up to the sky and laughed: Haha, the position of the head, haha...

Then he stared at the old man and hissed: Senior brother, since you were a child, you have been stronger than me and smarter than me, whether it is cultivation or martial arts, you have suppressed me. Although you are never proud, you have always been sincere to me, care about me, love me, but I think it is an insult, every time I look at you and smile and encourage me, I can't wait to tear you apart, and the master looks at you with the pampering eyes, master, master, he has never looked at me like that!

The old man coughed violently, but changed the topic and sighed: Senior brother, you and I are both orphans, and we were picked up and raised by the master together, Living together since childhood, I have always regarded you as my own brother, but I never expected you to think like this... After saying that, he coughed violently again.

The figure shouted: You don't understand, you never understand! Why does the master like you so much, loves you so much, but he never looks at me once! Why are you better than me in everything, and everything is on my head.

The old man's expression suddenly felt a little lost, and he said softly: Senior brother, you are wrong, master, his favorite has always been you, not me. This was the case until the day of the master's death.

Which figure was shocked and exclaimed: What?