Chapter 7: Qingling Sect

The Shangwu Kingdom is huge, occupying the northeastern corner of the Mongolian land, close to the Sea of Fog. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yizhou, Lingzhou, Yunzhou are the three states in the north of Shangwu country, these three states have many mountains and mountains, fierce insects and beasts, although the area is vast, but the personnel are scarce. Among the thirteen states of Shangwu, the people of the other ten states rarely move around in these three states.

On the straight official road, a horse-drawn carriage galloped along. Ahead, the mountains are towering and majestic.

At the foot of the mountain, the official road has long since disappeared, replaced by an almost barren path, and the carriage is slightly bumpy. But the old coachman still stopped the carriage skillfully, turned his head to the carriage and smiled: "Two, Qingwen Mountain has arrived." ”

"Got it. Behind the old coachman, a teenager lifted the curtain and leaned out halfway.

The boy jumped out of the carriage, looked around excitedly, and stomped the ground again. After sitting in the car for a long time, the ground under his feet made him feel more intimate.

As the boy got off the train, a white-haired old man also stepped out of the carriage and got out of the carriage. The old man and the young man are naturally Wu Liang and the old man.

It has been more than 20 days since the old man and the two left the Chen family, and the place where they are at this time has also become the Lingzhou of Shangwu Kingdom.

"Two, don't blame the little old man for being too talkative, Lingzhou is not as good as Yuzhou, if the two of you don't have anything important, don't stay in this wilderness. Otherwise, if they encounter any jackals, tigers and leopards or the like, the little meat on the two of them will not be enough to stuff their teeth. ”

After getting a large amount of fare from Wu Liang, the old coachman obviously had a lot of good feelings for the old man and the two, and kindly reminded the two of them, and then drove away with a whip.

The carriage was not slow, and it disappeared after a while, so that only Wu Liang and the old man were left at the foot of Qingwen Mountain. The surroundings were deserted, even in the daytime, it still made Wu Liang feel a little uncomfortable.

The old man had a lot of experience, and the bleak environment around him did not affect him in the slightest. He squinted, looked up, and said in a strange tone after a long time: "Let's go, this is where the Qingling Sect is located." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Liang to answer, he put his hands behind his back and swaggered towards a small green mountain in front of him that was only a few hundred zhang high.

Seeing this, Wu Liang didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly followed. However, at this time, he sighed in his heart: "Tsk, who would have thought that the Qingling Sect, which ranked fourth among the twenty-four sects, would have its mountain gate built in such an inconspicuous place. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Liang couldn't help but think of another ordinary place, which was an island.

Wanton Island, where the Chen family is located, is not close to Shangmu Kingdom, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even far away.

Wu Liang once inquired that if he took a boat from Wanton Island to Shangwu Kingdom, it would take at least twenty days by sea. And if you are unlucky, if you encounter strong winds and waves while rushing to the sea, you will be lucky to walk for more than a month.

But after leaving the restaurant that day, the old man took Wu Liang around Wanton Island for more than ten days before leaving by boat. In this way, there are only ten days left before the Qingling Sect's opening ceremony. At that time, Wu Liang was in a hurry.

But at that time, the old man was still holding the small wooden boat and swaying slowly on the sea, which made Wu Liang wonder if he was being tricked by the old man again. But he had no choice but to be patient and see which one the old man was going to sing.

Until yesterday, when Wu Liang was about to accept his fate, the old man finally took him to a deserted volcanic island. And on that volcanic island, there is actually a teleportation array!

Although the teleportation array is not as rare as the Spirit Array, it is also precious and abnormal. Even in the entire sea of fog, the number of teleportation arrays would not exceed the number of ten fingers.

Therefore, when he found that there was a teleportation array on such a small, deserted volcanic island, Wu Liang's mood could be imagined.

At the same time, Wu Liang's heart naturally began to think about it: "Where does this teleportation array lead? Since the old man said that he wanted to take me to the Qingling Sect, could it be that this teleportation array leads to the Qingling Sect?"

As Wu Liang expected, that teleportation array really led to the Qingling Sect. However, it did not go directly to Qingling Sect, but to a certain town on the border of Yuzhou-Zhuma Town.

Under the protection of the old man, the teleportation was naturally successfully completed, and Wu Liang and the others easily arrived at Zhuma Town. But Wu Liang was just an ordinary person after all, and although he was strong and strong, he was still a little uncomfortable after teleporting.

Fortunately, Yuzhou borders Lingzhou, and the mountain gate of Qinglingzong is built on the border of Lingzhou, so Zhuma Town is not far from Qinglingzong. In this way, there are still three days, but the distance is immediately shortened to hundreds of miles, which even ordinary people can easily reach.

In order to take care of Wu Liang and let him take care of his health, the old man spent a lot of money without hesitation and hired a carriage.

But to be honest, the old man has nothing to worry about the money, how the money came from, others may not know, but he knows it very well in his heart......

From Yuzhou along the official road to Lingzhou, after entering Lingzhou, the first mountain peak you see is Qingwen Mountain. Qingwen Mountain is only a few hundred zhang high, and it is almost the shortest peak in Lingzhou, which is full of mountains.

There are more than 10 zhang high huge bluestone on the top of Qingwen Mountain, there are three dark blue lines on the stone, this mountain is named after the blue pattern on the stone, so it is called Qingwen Mountain, also known as Sanwen Mountain.

On the top of Qingwen Mountain, the three-patterned bluestone and the whole green mountain are integrated, standing proudly, pointing directly to the sky, as if to compete with this sky, which is daunting.

At this time, under the three-patterned bluestone, Wu Liang and the old man stood silently.

"Tsk, this three-patterned bluestone is a good thing!" After standing for a while, the old man stretched out his hand and patted the three-patterned bluestone, his eyes glowed, and he didn't look back at Wu Liangdao.

Wu Liang's eyes widened, although he had some guesses in his heart, he couldn't believe it. He swallowed his saliva and said tentatively: "Old man, what do you mean, this bluestone is so big, I can't move your grandson!"

"Hmph, who asked you to move this bluestone?" the old man glared at him, and scolded sharply: "I don't want to think about how capable I am, can you move such a big stone? Hmph!"

Wu Liang shrunk his neck, although he was scolded, but he was glad in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay." If the old man is still like in the past, he wants to 'borrow' good things when he sees them, then it will be over. ”

Wu Liang just breathed a sigh of relief, but his ears twitched again, and he heard the old man muttering: "The little cub has no ability now, and this three-striped bluestone can't be moved." I can't move this three-striped bluestone nowβ€”alas, it seems that I can only wait for this little cub to have the ability to fight it later......"

Hearing the old man's words, Wu Liang was full of excitement, and the scene of his body resisting dozens of zhang long bluestone escaping for his life under the moon appeared in his mind, and he only felt extremely weird.

It is said that the old man and the two came to the Qingling Sect this time to participate in the opening ceremony, which can be said to be a request for others. But the two of them are good, and before they entered the Qingling Sect, they had already begun to attack the idea of their mountain gate.

If the many disciples of the Qingling Sect know about the old man's thoughts, hey, the quota of the Enlightenment Ceremony? Don't even think about it! If you don't open the Great Sect Protection Array, it will be good to directly bombard and kill the old man.

Just when Wu Liang was thinking wildly, the old man had already returned to normalcy and was preparing for the purpose of this trip.

But when he saw the five fingers of his right hand move slightly, and the entire palm of his hand was wiped from top to bottom on his face, his face changed to a new face. Although he still has white hair and white beard, his face is clear.

The old man took out a broken mirror from his arms, looked left and right, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he pinched his hands again, and the shabby Dao robe on his body turned into a dark blue robe in a flash of red light. In this way, the old man really had a bit of a fairy wind bone.

After changing his appearance, the old man coughed lightly and said to Wu Liang: "Follow me to worship the mountain!"

Seeing that the old man had changed his appearance, although Wu Liang didn't know the reason, he didn't ask. As for this kind of thing, he has long been surprised.

After following the old man for so many years, Wu Liang had already been familiar with a series of methods of low-level monks, and now he only needed spiritual power to use these methods.

The old man took out a transmission note from his sleeve, lowered his head and said something to the transmission note, and then slapped the transmission note on the three-pattern bluestone with one palm.

As soon as the transmission note touched the three-patterned bluestone, there was a faint flash of light on the bluestone, and when he looked at it again, the old man's hand had become empty. The transmission note obviously didn't know where it was sent by the three-striped bluestone.

After doing this, the old man immediately dressed up, put on a serious appearance, and looked up at the sky. Seeing this, Wu Liang was confused in his heart, and secretly wondered if the old man had taken the wrong medicine today.

Wu Liang and the others didn't wait long in front of the three-striped bluestone, when suddenly the sun dimmed, and a low roar sounded in front of them. Wu Liang was startled, looked up and looked ahead, and then saw a scene that he would never forget for a long time.

Ahead, where there were originally barren mountains, a huge wall of clouds appeared at some point. A pale cyan ray of light split the entire cloud wall into two from the middle of the cloud wall, and on both sides of the blue light, the sea of clouds churned, and a roar was emitted.

With a low roar, the cloud wall that was divided into two slowly parted to both sides, and a green peak pointing straight to the sky suddenly appeared.

The whole green peak is like a glass forging, the sun shines, the green light on the green peak flows, the most dazzling place, is the two simple purple characters on it. Although Wu Liang didn't know those two words, he also thought that they should be "Qingling".

Although the Qingfeng is only an independent one, it still does not know how many times higher than the Qingwen Mountain, looking from a distance, it is just the sky and the ground, straight into the sky!

With the gradual division of the two cloud walls, straight behind the green peak, a number of green mountains appeared, although these green mountains are not high, but also nearly a thousand zhang more, far from the Qingwen Mountain comparable.

In the mountains, the Qionglou jade is clustered, the green pine and the ancient cypress are born, the white clouds are swirling in the meantime, and the cranes are singing leisurely. From time to time, there are monks with royal weapons, flying off and landing, it is really a scene of immortals, which makes Wu Liang, who has never seen this scene, amazed.

I don't know what means the old man used, but he actually got another Qingling Sect to open the mountain gate and welcome the two.

Wu Liang's mouth opened wide, and his eyes stared at the beautiful scenery of the Qingling Sect in front of him without blinking, looking like he had never seen the world.

Although he has been with the old man for more than ten years, he has never been to any Xiuzhen sect, and even the Xiuzhen family has only been to the Chen family.

Although the Chen family is extremely beautiful in the Sea of Fog, its strength is really not very good, so it is naturally impossible to have such a scenery as the Qingling Sect. Therefore, although Wu Liang has seen a lot of ups and downs in the world, he is still a dirt-like existence in the cultivation realm.

Seeing Wu Liang's unpromising appearance, the old man frowned slightly, feeling that he had lost all his old face. But he didn't want to think about the look he had when he entered Fireworks Alley, it was simply ...... Ahem, it's a must!

The old man was about to give Wu Liang a wake-up call and let him pay attention, but he saw a red-faced man stepping on a spirit sword and flying towards the two of them.

The old man saw that someone from the Qingling Sect came out to greet him, and after thinking about it for a while, he still put on the appearance of a great Confucian in the world. For Wu Liang, he no longer controls it at all.

"Feng Chenglin, the deacon of the outer gate of the Qingling Sect, welcomes the return of the outer sect branches. The red-faced man was still in the air, and his hearty voice had reached the ears of the old man.

After Feng Chenglin fell in front of him, the old man first bowed his hand to the former, and then bowed deeply to the cyan peak, and said uncontrollably excitedly: "The descendants of the thirteen disciples of the fifth generation sect master, the Wuhai branch, the poor Confucian Wu Dao of the Wu family of the original Lingling Island, and the young grandson Wu Liang worshiped the mountain and returned to the sect!"

The old man said something, Wu Liangzhi rolled his eyes when he listened, and at this time he finally understood why the old man wanted to change his clothes in advance, this was obviously to pretend to be someone else!

Although he didn't think much of the old man's behavior in his heart, in this kind of scene, Wu Liang naturally did not hesitate to bow with the old man and bowed.

The identity that the old man pretended to be was not made up randomly, but there was indeed such a family as the Wu family on Setling Island. And the founder of the Wu family was originally in the Qingling Sect, and he was indeed a disciple of the sect master of the fifth generation.

However, this Setling Island suddenly sank more than a hundred years ago, and the Wu family on the island has disappeared since then. Now, the old man borrows this identity, but he is not afraid of being exposed.

Wu Liang knew that the old man's identity was fake, but the red-faced man didn't know. Seeing the old man make this big gift, Feng Chenglin's face was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Wu Daoyou doesn't have to be like this. As he spoke, he was going to help the old man get up.

The old man didn't get up, he let out a long sigh and said bitterly: "My Wu family is worthy of the Qingling Sect and the cultivation of the five generations of sect masters!"

"Originally, my Wu family finally gained a firm foothold in the sea of fog, but somehow, somehow lost the family business. Now only my grandfather and grandson are left adrift. ”

"Today, my grandfather and grandson returned to the sect, and they have to apologize for everything. Otherwise, don't say anything else, only Lao Ru himself is uncomfortable!"

The old man beat his chest and paused, and the old tears were full of tears, which made Wu Liang, who was bowing his head on the side, roll his eyes several times in a row.

"Wu Daoyou. Feng Chenglin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. In such a short period of time, under the affectionate performance of the old man, even he was dyed with a layer of sadness.

It took a long time for the old man to come back to his senses from his performance. Feng Chenglin persuaded the old man a few more words, and then seemingly inadvertently brought the topic to the topic: "Wu Daoyou, I don't know if you have returned to the sect this time, have you ever carried the inheritance token of the clan?"

"This ......" The old man still had a sad look on his face, and after a pause, he looked embarrassed: "When the Soul Island sank, my father happened to ask a few friends to explore the Chaotic Treasure Domain, so he didn't bring the clan inheritance token with him. And it is precisely because of this that my father escaped. ”

"Yes, there's no inheritance token, so it's not easy to do. Feng Chenglin's brows furrowed. After experiencing the scene of returning to the sect, although he had a lot of good feelings for the old man, he was still unambiguous when it came to doing business.

"However, my father brought a piece of Qingxuan Ling with him back then. The old man had been prepared for this, and as he spoke, he took out a blue triangular token from his bosom and handed it to the red-faced man.

"Qing Xuan Ling!" When he saw the triangular token, Feng Chenglin was taken aback.

In the Qingling Sect, the Qingxuan Order is unusual, and only those who have made great contributions to the sect have the opportunity to be given such a token. And in the more than 1,000 years since the establishment of the Qingling Sect, there have only been more than 100 Qingxuan Orders given. This shows how precious this order is.

Feng Chenglin took the Qingxuan Order, looked at it over and over for a long time, and then exhaled, and said with a complicated expression: "Yes, it is really the Qingxuan Order." ”

"This fellow Daoist, I wonder if the two of us will be able to return to the sect?" the old man looked expectant, like an emigrant monk who was eager to return to the sect.

Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment, then remembered the intention of the two people in front of him to come here, so he hurriedly smiled: "Naturally, you can." Not only that, but with this Qingxuan Order, Daoist friends can even make a small request to the sect!"

Hearing the red-faced man say this, the old man naturally breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be overjoyed.

At this time, many people in the Qingling Sect had already noticed the movement here.

However, when most of the Qingling Sect disciples saw the red-faced man after that, their expressions quickly changed, and they hurriedly left. Wu Liang was a little confused for a while.

Feng Chenglin was not surprised by this, and reluctantly handed over the Qingxuan Order to the old man, and then talked and laughed with Wu Liang and the two to find a place to live in the Qingling Sect, and only after arranging a series of matters did he drift away.

And after welcoming the old man and the two into the Qingling Sect, the two cloud walls in front of the Qingwen Mountain that were divided into two rolled again. In a short time, the two cloud walls have been reunited into one. Then, a translucent wave rippled on the surface of the cloud wall, and the entire cloud wall suddenly disappeared.

At this time, looking from the top of Qingwen Mountain, where are the green peaks and beautiful waters in the place where the cloud wall originally appeared? There are still only a few barren mountains and a few wild trees.

The next day, Zhong Liuchang, the current sect leader of the Qingling Sect, came to visit the old man and the two. The old man told the prepared grandfather and grandson how hard they traveled and arrived at Qingling Sect, which caused Zhong Liuchang to sigh again.

At the end, the old man took out the Qingxuan Decree and asked for this decree to exchange Wu Liang for a chance to participate in the Enlightenment Ceremony. The old man asked for the Qingxuan Order, but Zhong Liuchang naturally did not refuse.

In this way, after handing over the Qingxuan Order, the old man and the two successfully obtained a place to participate in the opening ceremony. Wu Liang didn't sleep all night that made him excited.

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On the second day after the old man arrived at Qingling Sect with Wu Liang, in a secret room of the Chen family on Wanton Island, seven or eight Chen family children who had reached the age of thirteen stood side by side. In front of them, Chen Xianhe, the three old clansmen of the Chen family, didn't know what they were discussing.

Soon, as soon as the discussion stopped, the elder of the big clan got up and glanced at everyone, waved his hand, and said coldly: "Let's go!"

At this moment, one of the young men with a grim face shook his ears, and the voice of the elder of the two clans sounded in his ears: "Cheng Qing, grandpa can't stand you, grandpa can't help you avenge that incident two years ago." The quota for joining the Qingling Sect this time should be regarded as the compensation given to you by your grandfather. ”

"Don't worry, Grandpa has already greeted the six elders over there......"

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"What? My Enlightenment position has been pushed into the second layer of the Enlightenment Array?"

In a certain room of the Qingling Sect, a white-haired young man had green tendons on his head.

"Check! Check it for me, which thing that doesn't have long eyes dares to grab something from Young Master Ben!" The white-haired young man's face was full of hideousness.

"Young Master, don't be angry yet. Now that this is the case, there is no way to change it. But the old slave has a plan, which can severely punish the guy who doesn't have long eyes. In front of the white-haired young man, the thin old slave head who was half-kneeling looked up and persuaded.

"In the old slave's opinion, the young master might as well deal with that kid after the spiritual ceremony......"

The old slave lowered his voice and whispered his plan in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

The white-haired boy's face was still a little impatient at first, but gradually a little different color flashed in his eyes, and the expression on his face became even more hideous.