A giant crane brings a master.

Outside the lark gate, the elder Wei Chongshan.

The so-called outer courtyard is the organization of outer disciples. Speaking of which, Yu Qingyue is also a disciple of the outer sect of the Skylark Sect, but as a master at the peak of martial arts, coupled with the success of alchemy, he was assigned to Jianchuan Bian Que Pavilion to take charge of a sect industry.

In terms of position, Yu Qingyue is the deacon of the outer court of the Skylark Gate, and Wei Chongshan is his immediate boss.

Don't look at Wei Chongshan's name as the "outer courtyard", but in fact, the position of the elder of the outer courtyard is very important. He is responsible for all the external industries of the Skylark Sect, responsible for the collection of information from all walks of life, the allocation of resources from all directions, and the arrangement of many miscellaneous affairs of the sect.

Moreover, Wei Chongshan is a cultivator in the Chenggang realm.

The sixfold realm of the foundation building stage of the cultivator is refining the marrow, transforming the element, passing the knot, spiritual sense, condensing the evil, and becoming a gang. If you can break through the Chenggang realm, you will be a legend of Jindan, and even among cultivators, you can be called an immortal.

The name of the Martial King shocked the world and caused a huge turmoil, in fact, it was just the cultivation of Chenggang's peak and half-step Jindan. If he can break through this step and really practice Jindan, the Jade Emperor Guan can only retreat and dare not be an enemy again.

Of course, there is a world of difference between Cheng Gang and Cheng Gang. Wei Chongshan's arguments on cultivation, combat effectiveness, and status cannot be compared with King Wu. But he is not under the thirty-six Tiangang of the Jade Emperor Temple, and he is definitely the first-class figure among the cultivators of the Central Plains.

With such a figure, being able to attend Yu Qingyue's funeral in person can be said to be enough face.

As for this "face", how much is for Yu Qingyue, how much is for King Wuwu, and how much is for the Wind and Thunder [***] Sword Formation, so we have to discuss it later. But no matter what, at the moment, the Martial King's side will always accept it.

Wei Chongshan drove the crane directly into the front yard of Chi Yunguan, and after landing, without saying a word, he pinched the magic trick with his hand, attracting endless clouds and covering the entire Chi Yunguan.

The onlookers outside Chi Yunguan were all blocked by the clouds, and they could no longer see the situation inside. Except for some young people with feverish brains, kneeling at the door of Chi Yunguan and begging to accept apprentices, the idle people and others all dispersed.

With this move, you can see the arrogance of the cultivator.

What grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, what is right and wrong, can't get into Wei Chongshan's eyes at all. He is an old man, not to mention judging, and he doesn't even have the interest to take a second look, so he straightforwardly closes Chi Yunguan.

Wei Chongshan looked no more than thirty or forty years old, wearing a fishtail crown on his head, wearing a flying cloud robe, his face was fair and elegant, and five locks of ink hair under his jaw were floating on his chest, and he was quite a fairy wind bone.

He glanced at all the members of Chi Yunguan, his eyes paused on the merchant brothers, obviously recognizing the bloodline of the Martial King from his appearance and temperament, and finally stopped his gaze on Yan Li - the elder outside the lark sect obviously saw that this young man was the one who was in charge here.

In fact, when Wei Chongshan and Xue Changsheng exchanged news, they already knew that Yu Qingyue had a junior named Yan Li, although he had no spiritual roots, he was talented and intelligent, and he was just sixteen years old, and he had already mastered the refining method of Qi Nourishing Pill.

The Skylark Gate is dominated by Dan Dao, and it is also based on the Dan Medicine Trade among many immortal gates. Of course, they value disciples with superior spiritual roots and excellent talents, but ordinary people who can do alchemy can also enter the Skylark Gate, and their status is not low.

However, the small alchemist of the Qi cultivation period is not worthy of Wei Chongshan's too much attention. He nodded briefly to Yan Li, and then said directly: "Wei Chongshan, the dean outside the Poor Dao Skylark Sect, I think you must have heard of it. Yu Qingyue passed away, and the lark gate also felt grief, and the special poor road came to support the funeral. Rules: You should have heard what Xue Changsheng said. The ceremony cannot be wasted, has the Langhua Dan banquet been prepared?"

"It's ready. Yan Li saluted.

Wei Chongshan couldn't help but glance at Yan Li more: According to calculations, this Langhua banquet will require at least one or two hundred Qi Nourishing Pills. It is difficult for ordinary alchemists to practice ninety-nine or eighty-one in each furnace, and it is not easy to make up such a number. Could it be that this Yan Li really has extraordinary talent, and he can be ready to stop in just a few days?

However, Wei Chongshan did not continue to say more.

He knew very well that the young man on the other side was in charge here, and he was not only Yu Qingyue's junior, but he was afraid that he would have the trust of the Martial King! As the elder of the Skylark Gate, why should he point fingers at the people of the Martial King at this delicate time?

"Hmm. So much better. If there is nothing else to do, then there is no need to pay attention to the poor road. Wei Chongshan nodded again, unceremoniously found a quiet room on his own, and settled down to meditate.

In this sentence, you can see that Wei Chongshan is a person, although he is arrogant and does not smile, but he has no arrogance. Although he said that "etiquette cannot be abolished", he didn't take etiquette seriously in his heart, and liked everything as he pleased. Otherwise, with his status as a master and the dignity of the elders outside the Skylark Gate, how could he say the words "don't pay attention to the poor road"?

It can be inferred from this that the Skylark Gate is also a more comfortable and comfortable place. No wonder Yu Qingyue was still thinking about it until the last moment!

I'm afraid that in the life of Xianchen Crane Shadow, the only leisurely days are related to this Dandao faction.

Wei Chongshan's practice of closing Chi Yunguan was very effective, at least for the rest of the day, there was no trouble coming to the door.

In fact, except for Xue Changsheng, who was holding the Skylark Gate token, and arrived on time, Chi Yunguan had no discrepancies. I don't know how many sects' eyeliner surrounds Chi Yunguan, but he can only look at the rising white clouds and sigh.

Of course, this is not entirely good for Yan Li and others.

With such a great god sitting in Chi Yunguan, many hidden things cannot be carried out. For example, the cultivation of the Qinglong Pan sword, for example, the conversation of some strategic planning - who knows if this elder outside the lark sect is secretly listening to the corner?

Fortunately, this situation was expected.

Yan Li just took this opportunity to do something that should have been done a long time ago. He worked hard in the study alone, and invited Duan Yan before he fell.

The father and son of the Duan family are warm-hearted, their surnames are straightforward, and they are even a little reckless. But no matter how stupid a person is, he should understand by now that Yu Qingyue's death is not simple, far beyond the scope that mortals can know--not to mention anything else, just look at the giant crane flying in mid-air, and the Wei Zhenren who blocked the entire Chi Yunguan with a wave of his hand, you can know a little bit about it.

They also understood that when things reached this level, it was no longer something that ordinary Jianghu martial artists could interfere with, and Yan Li must have many things that were inconvenient to inform their father and son. Therefore, in the past few days, whether it is Duan Yan or Duan Heihu, they rarely appear by Yan Li's side, just silently dealing with some trivial matters.

The more this is the case, the more Yan Li has to think about their future.

"Young Master Yan, what do you have to tell the little one?" Duan Yan ran in with a hippie smile on his face, and there was no unhappiness about being alienated.

"Ha, there have been a lot of things recently, and there are big bosses and young masters. Yan Li smiled.

"Hey, Young Master Yan, if you say that, you'll be outside!" Duan Yan shook his head and said, "That's what our master and I can't do, and we can't help with big things." ”

"It turns out that the young master also knows that he is not very capable. Yan Li nodded.

"Ahem......" Duan Yan coughed awkwardly, "I said Young Master Yan, you don't have to be so direct......"

"I mean, do you want to be a little more skilled?"

Duan Yandeng's eyes lit up, "Young Master Yan, what are your plans?"

"This one for you. Yan Li threw a cheatbook with two lines of big characters on it:

"Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire - Yan Li".

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There was no word all night, and in the blink of an eye it was the next morning.

On this day, it was Yu Qingyue's funeral.

Although there was a lot of uproar about Yu Qingyue's death, and it was destined that many characters would appear today, but as a half-cultivator, Xianchen Heying's funeral rites were not cumbersome at all.

Taoism is inherently light on life and death.

It is recorded in the "Nanhua Sutra" that Zhuangzi died of his wife, and Huizi came to mourn, but saw Zhuangzi. Sitting in the doorway knocking on the basin and singing. Huizi blamed him for being ruthless and unrighteous, but Zhuangzi said, "When she first died, how could I not feel sad alone?" After thinking about it, I realized that I was still an ordinary man, who did not understand the principles of life and death, and did not understand the way of heaven and earth. When you think about it this way, you don't feel sad.

Yu Qingyue fought against the evil cultivators, died vigorously, and even managed the Jianchuan Bian Que Pavilion for the Skylark Gate for decades during his lifetime, so he should be given his last journey.

But red tape doesn't have to be.

In particular, the etiquette and filial piety advocated by Confucianism have a limited market in the Taoist Xianmen, not to mention that Yu Qingyue has no relatives or juniors, so all links such as filial piety and mourning are omitted.

The whole funeral process is that after Shen Shi, the coffin containing Yu Qingyue's clothes and crown was sent from Chi Yunguan to the sword mound of the Martyr King outside the city of Jianchuan for burial - all the descendants of the Martyr King since Yijiazi were buried.

The supreme person in charge of the funeral, Wei Chongshan, the elder of the lark gate, was even more lazy, and had no intention of entertaining the guests all morning.

Wei Zhenren made it clear that he didn't want to entertain lunch, but his identity was there, and no one in the world dared to say that he was rude.

With the opening of the gate of Chi Yunguan, there was an endless stream of condolences guests, and all the forces in Jianchuan City, large and small families, as long as they could have a relationship with Yu Qingyue, all of them were present - Wei Chongshan's appearance of the crane yesterday was a great spectacle, and no one wanted to miss this opportunity.

For example, Yu Changhe, the leader of the Hengjiang Gang, and Fu Jingyang, the leader of the Dongsha Gang, both claimed that they rushed to Jianchuan non-stop to attend the funeral of the old Yu seniors.

Not to mention the local characters in Jianchuan City, Ding Can, the swordsmith master of the Hardware Hall, Qi Deng of Gu Yueju, and Ning Rou of Su Fengzhai...... A series of big names followed.

There is also a wave of strange guests - the three elders of the western Sichuan Sword School of Panyun Village, with their proud disciple Mu Feixing. It's a pity that they were blocked out of the door by Xue Changsheng, who was above the top, and they didn't have a chance to join in the fun at all. Seeing that there were more and more high-ranking people on the field, they didn't dare to make a mistake, so they had to walk away.

In the restaurant opposite Chi Yunguan, in a private seat facing Chi Yunguan, there are two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man.

The young one is none other than the Wuyue general Xiahou Mo. With respect, and even more resentment, he said to the old Taoist priest opposite: "Uncle, look! Just one Yu Qingyue came out of the funeral, and there were so many miscellaneous pieces to hold stinky feet!"

The old Taoist priest has a white beard and white eyebrows, although he is wearing an ordinary gray Taoist robe, he has his own grandmaster bearing. He twisted his silver hair in his hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, you are still young and can't hold your breath." Our generation of cultivators should always have a mind like water, so that they can see the mysteries of all things clearly -- not to spoil their state of mind for the sake of a little anger. ”

"Yes. Xiahou Mo hurriedly responded, obviously the identity of the old Dao on the other side was extremely high.

"For the people of the rivers and lakes, Yu Qingyue is the former pavilion master of Bian Que Pavilion and a famous miracle doctor. When he died, he always had to give some face, and he had a good relationship with Bian Que Pavilion. What's more, Wei Chongshan of Skylark Gate, the pomp and circumstance that appeared yesterday was so big, and the laity would come to get some fairy energy. A person who is a busy person is insignificant. ”

The old Taoist priest said indifferently, "Besides, among these people who come to the door, there may be many people who are the eyes of all parties, taking the opportunity to test and observe, so as to seize a little opportunity in the future situation." ”

"I see. Xiahou Mo nodded and said, "It's because my nephew was anxious and didn't observe and think carefully." ”

"Hehe, young and vigorous, it's normal. The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "The Jade Emperor has lost face, of course he has to get it back." But for you, a little setback is a test of your mood. The Lord sent you to come here alone, also out of the meaning of experience. ”

"My nephew understood. The master and the seniors have good intentions. Xiahou Mo bowed his head and said. The Jade Emperor view is strictly hierarchical, and he doesn't dare to show the slightest resentment in his heart.

The old Taoist priest didn't pay attention to his careful thoughts, and said to himself: "You don't want to see that people are coming and going now." Actually, the real big guys haven't arrived yet. “

"Oh?"

"The three major sword gates, except for Yao Chengyan, everyone else will always attend. The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and said, "Well, here ......."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that a faint Buddha light had shrouded in front of Chi Yunguan's door.

"Thousands of hammers forge the heart Zen, and the wisdom sword is difficult to cut right and wrong. Once fully enlightened, there is no drum bell in heaven and earth. ”

In the midst of the poem, Guangjue, the first seat of the Panruo Hall of the Casting Temple, with six monks wearing big red robes, strode over, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared.

In the eyes of the Jianchuan group of heroes, Yu Qingyue's funeral is already a great honor for the first seat of the Panruo Hall of the Casting Temple to come in person.

Guangjue saluted Xue Changsheng at the gate of Chi Yunguan, and did not say much, sighed to himself, and took the senior monks of Zhuchan Temple into the house to offer condolences, leaving only the nearby onlookers to discuss.

Everyone talked endlessly, and suddenly felt a warm wind, with a fresh bamboo fragrance blowing the audience, making the noisy group of heroes instantly silent.

On the ancient streets of Linze Town, only the sound of wheels remains.

A quaint wooden four-wheeled car, under the personal impetus of Chen Qiusheng, the master of the Jianzhuyuan Book Department, slowly drove towards Chi Yunguan.

In the car, there was a Confucian student wearing a high crown, a white robe, and a jade flute. He groaned slowly:

"Throughout the floating world, there is no end to the beacon fire. Xiongtu is not a cup of wine, and a song of Qingxiao is in vain. ”

He was thin and pale, and seemed to have been ill for a long time, but his eyes were undiminished. That warm and firm gaze, with the air of a gentleman, the sludge cannot be stained, the demon cannot be approached, and it shines directly into the depths of people's hearts.

In the restaurant, the calm old Taoist priest saw this person, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped in horror:

"Zhan Baiyang! he actually came in person!"

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ps. It is said that eleven is on the shelves...... So, the next update should be in the early morning of October 1st......

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