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"Senior brothers, have I ever passed the test?"

When Elder Qingyun lazily leaned on the white marble pillar to ask questions, the hardliners led by Elder Qinghe were speechless. Han Sheng's performance just now was in the eyes of everyone, and he gave in in front of Feng Kite again and again, until he was poisoned, he was able to maintain restraint, and even made such a gentle move.

The head of Qingsong smiled lightly: "If the elders have no opinion, then this heart test operation will be stopped." Senior Brother Qingyun teaches well, and hopes to guide other disciples more. ”

Elder Qinghe suddenly bowed down and saluted, "Master, although this son has not revealed his demonic energy. But Miss Feng Kite's status is noble, and he must be hindered by the majesty of Shushan and Emei, so he does not dare to act rashly. I asked to try again!"

Elder Qingyun said lightly, "How do you want to try?"

Elder Qinghe said word by word: "Ask, heart, sword!"

The hall was so quiet that even a pin could be heard.

Elder Qingyun's face sank, and he said coldly, "Do you want to ruin him?" ”

The elders exchanged heads, and then Elder Qingbo walked out of the ranks and bowed and saluted: "Head Qiqi, I have talked to Han Sheng this person, although he is arrogant, after all, he is a young man, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. What's more, he is an ethereal body, and his future is limitless, and as soon as the Conscience Sword comes out, I am afraid that it will leave a shadow on his Dao Heart, and he will never recover!"

"Yes," three or four elders echoed, very regretful: "After all, it is an ethereal body, and if you practice for a thousand miles, you may be the pillar of Shu Mountain in the future." Being destroyed by the Questioning Heart Sword will inevitably destroy the heavens......"

Elder Qinghe glared at those elders and shouted, "Have you forgotten the tragedy of two hundred years ago so quickly?

Those elders' bodies stiffened, and those days of struggling and slashing in the Demon Sea Demon Mountain were something they could never forget.

Elder Qingyun's low laughter sounded: "Hehehe, Qinghe, you still have the face to mention two hundred years ago. If it weren't for the treachery of you elite disciples, how could Lang Xuan be corrupted by the Demon King and fall into the Demon Realm from now on!"

Elder Qinghe said angrily: "The ethereal body is free to do whatever it wants, and it is extremely easy to pollute. Even if he hadn't had that experience, Na Langxuan wouldn't have been able to hold on to now, and he would have been devoured by the demons a long time ago!"

"I only asked if you helped at that time?" a cold light flashed in Elder Qingyun's eyes.

Elder Qinghe gritted his teeth and said, "I am a disciple of Shushan, and she is the true ...... of Emei."

"Fuck your mother's Shu Mountain!" Elder Qingyun suddenly became furious, the light between his five fingers shone brightly, and a terrifying momentum emerged from his body. Elder Qinghe immediately pinched his hands, and two flying swords, one green and one red, flew around him, and the sword aura soared to the sky. At this time, a light curtain appeared between him and Elder Qinghe, dividing it into two spaces, and they did not see each other. Countless chains drilled out of the ground and wrapped around the two of them, cultivating them to be completely imprisoned.

"Boss, calm your anger!" the other elders hurriedly saluted and exhorted in unison.

The head of Qingsong held his left hand on his cheek and sneered: "Why don't you fight? A law enforcement elder, a master of the seven veins, is fighting in the Shangqing Palace, do you want the elders to see how talented this generation of disciples is?!"

Elder Qinghe bowed his head and was silent, and Elder Qingyun sat directly on the ground, letting the chains wrap around his body.

"Senior Brother Qingbo, please come along. Qingsong called the head.

Elder Qingbo hurriedly walked over, listened attentively, and then said respectfully, "Qingbo obeys." ”

The head of Qingsong waved his hand to let him retreat, looked at the two elders who were bound by chains on the ground, and sighed: "You are also the elders of Shushan, what kind of system do you have to fight and kill in the Shangqing Palace? The tragedy has happened, and it is useless to be annoyed and remorseful, the only thing we can do is not to let it happen again." ”

The elders remained motionless, waiting for the decision of the master.

"There is no need to mention the Sword of Conscience, this son has a rough life, in case he inspires the demonic energy and loses his mind, it will hurt him. The head of Qingsong said lightly: "But the devil is a demon after all, all we can do is to give all the help and let him resolve the demon obstacle in his heart by himself." ”

"How can I help?" Elder Qingyun asked lazily, the tight chains on his body didn't seem to have any effect on him.

The head of Qingsong smiled: "Just like before, love." ”

Only love can defeat hate, so that the rebellious, violent, unwilling, crazy, burdened with blood hatred, and trying to defeat everything of the young man is so docile.

The head of Qingsong said softly: "Han Sheng is an insecure child, he can only trust his own will. The experience of his youth has instilled too many negative emotions in him, and the pain is unforgettable. What we can do is not to force change, but to take him to see the world and let him touch those beautiful things for himself. Tell him that there is not only darkness and despair in this world, but also kindness, integrity, trust, loyalty, warmth and love. ”

Elder Qingyun looked at the head of the high position with a strange expression, and suddenly laughed: "How could Master choose you to be the head of Shushan before he died?

"Qingyun!" Elder Qingbo next to him said angrily: "Don't be rude to the master!"

The head of Qingsong smiled and said: "This is only known to the master on the back mountain, and I was also pushed to the position of head in a daze." ”

"Excuse me," Elder Qingyun scoffed at this, "I'm afraid that I will be calculated by the master to the point that I won't even have my pants left." ”

"Qingyun!" the elders present shouted in unison.

Elder Qingyun snorted: "You people, who have only been elders for two hundred years, have become rigid and boring, and talk about the rules and precepts all day long. Qinghe is a law enforcement elder, it is understandable, why don't you stay in your own mountains, what are you doing to meddle with other people's affairs? That's right, I'm talking about you-Qingbo!"

Elder Qingbo had a dark face, but he couldn't hear it.

The head of Qingsong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Qingyun, your little Taoist is here." ”

"Huh?" Elder Qingyun was stunned for a moment, looked up, and in the gossip mirror of the Shangqing Palace, Han Sheng was indeed walking forward on the mountainside.

Qingyun was furious: "This little bastard didn't go to collect medicine to heal his injuries, what did he do when he came to Mixed Yuan Peak?"

"Stop! Who are you? Do you have orders?"

Han Sheng stopped and looked up, two monks in blue and white Taoist robes stood tall and jade, blocking the road.

He frowned and said, "Daoyun Daolu?"

"You're you again?" the two were stunned.

Han Sheng bent down and saluted: "Han Sheng, the Daoist of Guantian Peak, has seen two senior brothers. ”

Daoyun looked at Han Sheng's neck and suddenly asked, "Are you poisoned?"

Han Sheng nodded: "I was stabbed by Miss Wind Kite." ”

"Jianmu Sword?" asked Daolu.

Han Sheng nodded.

The two monks exclaimed, "Then how can you still stand?"

The body of the Jianmu Sword is the tree of the Eastern Wilderness, which was cut off by the gods in the last years of the primeval period, and since then the mortal world can not enter the fairy world except for the ascension. Jianmu was also taken back to the fairy world, and the stump left behind was refined into a flying sword, which has the power to kill demons and immortals.

Although hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the Jianmu Sword has been repeatedly hit hard, and it has fallen into the hands of the wind kite, and it can exert less than one ten-thousandth of its power. But it's not that this Taoist servant who doesn't even have a foundation can withstand it!

Han Sheng shrugged his shoulders: "Life is cheap, God won't accept me." ”

Dao Lu asked, "Why did you come to Mixed Yuan Peak?"

Han Sheng sighed: "I was beaten by the daughter of the head of the house for no reason, half of my body was numb, and I came to her father to ask for an antidote." If the boss is in a good mood, I want to discuss the matter of the wind kite with him. ”

"You, do you think of yourself as an elder......" Daoyun was dumbfounded, the first time he met a disciple who came to the head of the house to advise because of the trouble caused by the wind kite, no, this person is not even a disciple.

"Please let me know," Han Sheng sighed again, "I feel that the left side of my face is also starting to numb." ”

Daoyun Daolu glanced at each other, no one wanted to go up, it was a silent contest, and it ended in Daolu's defeat. He couldn't resist Senior Brother Daoyun's stern eyes, turned around and flew towards the Shangqing Palace.

"Disciple Daolu visited the master and reported something. Dao Lu stood in the hall and bent down, not daring to look around, and briefly and quickly said Han Sheng's matter.

The clear voice of the head of the house sounded: "Go to the Tongming Peak Alchemy Room to get a Dragon Marrow Cleansing Pulse Pill, and then give him a bottle of White Tiger Body Tonic Pill, and the wood poison will be self-relieved after taking it." As for the wind kite, I will discipline him more, and let him condense the golden pill first before discussing this matter. ”

"Disciple obeys!" Dao Lu bowed and slowly stepped back. All the while his eyes were fixed on the ground, not at his surroundings.

The elders were full of praise for this: "Dao Lu, this child is good, he has a good understanding, he is sensible, he has cultivated to be a fast yuan baby, and it is also the hope of Shushan's future." ”

"It is said that he is very prestigious among the disciples of this generation, and when he went out to practice, he also killed many evil ways. ”

"The Daoyun who is with him is better, steady and steady, and their brothers complement each other. ”

Thinking of Han Sheng's performance in the mirror again, the elders were in high spirits.

"That Han Sheng doesn't understand the rules at all, and he still wants to enter the Shangqing Palace again!"

"Did he think that Mixed Yuan Feng would be able to go up if he wanted to? ”

"Qingyun, have you ever taught him the rules of etiquette?"

Seeing that the flames of war were burning on him, Elder Qingyun leaned against the pillar and said with a smile: "What is etiquette? What kind of rules do you have to abide by? I only want to be at ease when I cultivate immortals, don't put those things on the Guantian Peak." ”

The elders were heartbroken, and they all complained to the head of the sect that Qingyun's lawlessness and only cared about their own bad thoughts of Shushan.

The head of Qingsong shook his head helplessly, and asked Qingbo to take the two to the meditation hall to sit for a few days and reflect on their own mistakes.

He got up and walked out of the Shangqing Hall under the surprised eyes of the elders.

The sun outside was so bright, and the head of Qingsong stood at the gate of the Shangqing Palace, squinting slightly. The mountains in the distance are green, the cranes and birds are flying in the air, all kinds of bamboo buildings and wooden houses and tile houses, which are beautiful under the embellishment of the streams and flowers, this is Shushan, I haven't gone out to see it for a long time.

I have been busy reviewing official documents, busy with the front mountain and busy with the back mountain, busy with the back mountain and busy with the workshop, and have to deal with other sects after the workshop. How many years have you been in this Mixed Yuan Peak? I don't know, it seems that I haven't come down the mountain since I became the leader.

When she was a child, she would come to the mountains to look for him, sit on the chair handle and watch him correct the report, but then she gradually stopped coming.

Obviously he was so well-behaved when he was a child, he didn't say anything, he would count his hair, and when he was tired, he would lie on his back and sleep, how could he become such an arrogant woman?

Thinking of the wind kite in the mirror that was deliberately led by the elders to view the heavenly peak, the head of Qingsong had a headache. I haven't seen her for a few years, but my daughter has become like this.

It's not that he doesn't want to discipline, he really can't find time. Shushan is too big, there are so many affairs under its jurisdiction, and the intricate sect connections in it are enough to make people tired and fall to the ground.

Every case that is approved and issued will affect thousands of monks, and one carelessness will be a monstrous disaster. The position of the head of Shushan seems to be infinitely beautiful, and the pressure on his back is so great that ordinary monks can imagine.

"Master," Elder Chiang Rai said behind his back: "The matter of the ethereal body has been dealt with, but you haven't read the pill information of the Wuhai Sect yet, and their good counselor elder was waiting in the side hall yesterday." ”

The other elders also stood silently behind the head of Qingsong, each of them had their own responsibilities to deal with, but whether they could pass or not was up to the head of the sect to decide.

The head of Qingsong sighed slightly, looked at Han Sheng who was leaving, and there was a trace of envy in his heart: "You are so young and alone, you have more freedom and hope." Unlike me, I am destined to work hard for Shushan all my life. ”

"Boss. Seeing that there was no response, the Chiang Rai elder shouted again.

Although it was tiring, it was the path I chose in front of Master. If you want to protect Shushan, you have to keep going.

The head of Qingsong stretched his waist, and the smile returned to his young face again. He yawned, and his expression was somewhat similar to Qingyun: "I'll go over now, it's time to receive the batch of pills from Wuhai Sect." ”

The elders bowed and bowed to make way for the master.

The head of Qingsong, the youngest head in the history of Shushan. In the history books of later generations, he was the greatest head of that era.

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