Yu Sha

Leaving the Chalcedony River to the north, from the mountains around Zhenmo Cave to the northern Xinjiang, the mountains and fields are endless, as if a pair of invisible hands once fell down from the world, grasped the earth, and kneaded such layers of "wrinkles" .

And on one of these "folds", on the towering mountain, sits the mountain gate of the Qianyuan Sword Sect.

A mountain is surrounded by several peaks. At first glance, it looks like giant swords pointing at it, with different meanings and sharp edges intersecting in the void.

One of the peaks is known as "Jieyun Peak" because of the name of the method inherited from this lineage.

There was once a patriarch who passed down the Gengxiao Patriarch Yuanshuo Jieyun Kendo True Sutra.

At this time, at the top of Jieyun Peak, in a majestic Taoist temple, in the center of the smooth hall, a thin figure was kneeling tremblingly on the cold ground.

His shoulders were trembling violently, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

For a long time, I just shook like this and couldn't say a word.

There were incense and candles everywhere, the smoke was diffuse, and the figure of the man became more and more uncertain.

When the wind gently swirled around and dispersed some of the dust haze, we could see the true appearance of the man, who was actually the young Taoist who once appeared in the ruins of the Demon Suppressing Cave.

It's just that it's different from the arrogant posture he had earlier. At this moment, the young Daozi just kneels in such fear.

On the high platform in the north, four lotus flower platforms are arranged in sequence, and four tall monks sit on the platform, illuminating the Tao shape and manifesting the Dharma body.

On the far right is a woman in palace attire, wearing a purple gold Taoist robe, holding the master's seal in her hand. At first glance, she looks deserted and looks like an iceberg lotus. The immeasurable divine brilliance condenses into a mirror wheel behind her head and hangs high. When she looks at it, there is a ray of precious light. In the center of the light is a sword-shaped green hairpin.

On the far left is a sloppy old Taoist, wearing a linen robe. One hand is leaning on his knees to support his chin, and the other hand is stroking his beard. He has his eyes closed, as if he is sleeping soundly, and the immeasurable spiritual energy condenses behind his head into a mirror wheel hanging high. When he looks at it, , a whisk rolled up with thousands of sword energy threads, shining in the center.

On the right side of the center is a boy in a green robe, wearing a double bun, but there are indescribable changes in the face between his eyebrows and eyes, and a strand of hair on his forehead is even grayer. The boy's hands are hanging on his knees, and the immeasurable divine energy condenses behind his head to form a mirror wheel hanging high. When I looked at it, I saw a sword-shaped jade talisman hanging high, with dragon patterns and phoenix seals carved on it, and the precious light was looming.

On the left side of the center is a majestic middle-aged man, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding a sword in his hand. The left and right are intertwined like a pair of yin and yang fishes. The immeasurable divine energy condenses behind the head to form a mirror wheel hanging high. When looking at it, it is a simple wooden sword floating in the air. central.

Condensing the treasure weapon of enlightenment, the cultivation of these four people is at least above the level of condensing Danyang!

It's just that such a high-level monk seemed to have had his Qi-nurturing skills broken. He looked angrily towards the center of the hall, looking at the young Taoist who was prostrate to the ground.

For a long time, I saw him shaking more and more violently, but he still didn't say anything.

"well!"

The majestic middle-aged Taoist finally sighed, and then, the brilliant Taoist sound surrounded the grand avenue hall, like the sound of heaven, like the music of heaven.

"Jin Guan, when I teach you to go out to do things, is this how you show off your prestige? I blame it all on Elder Ding You, and I just feel that I have thrown away a hot potato. What? I feel that with this arrangement, my sect's face will not be lost. It doesn’t matter whether we can find the spiritual objects of Zheyun’s lineage or not?”

Hearing the scolding of the middle-aged Taoist, Taoist Jin Guan trembled suddenly. Fortunately, he finally stopped shaking. He wanted to raise his head, but did not dare to look up to the high platform, so he just said to himself.

"Reporting to Uncle Zhangfeng, the missing spiritual object is very likely to belong to the descendants of the Chunyu family! But they have even done things like breaking into the mountains, so what can I do? Go to Tingchang Mountain and the Chunyu family Isn’t it interesting? It’s the same as losing the sect’s face! That’s why I teach Elder Ding to take the blame for a moment... This is my disciple’s fault.”

At first, Jin Guan was still aggrieved, but after seeing the eyes of several people on the high platform becoming colder and colder, he understood the importance in his heart. Then he changed his tone and reluctantly admitted his mistake.

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy slapped his knees angrily.

"That's all your faults? Elder Ding can't stand up to the vat. Whether or not he loses his face for a moment or closes the door is not the most important thing. Before I leave, I give you a thousand warnings to bring the spiritual objects back. , why are you so careless!”

"Before he passed away, the Patriarch once damaged the Shouyuan Cave to illuminate the secrets of heaven, and left behind a motto, saying that the opportunity for us to complete the Jie Yun Sutra will not be long! The spiritual object is placed in the Demon Suppressing Cave to be nourished by the evil energy day and night. , The original purpose is to refine the sword embryo in the future and teach your generation of disciples to go through tribulations to mend the scriptures!"

"Now that Elder Ding has been offended, his face has been lost, and the spiritual creature has disappeared..."

"I thought you would do bad things, but I never thought you would become like this!"

He looks like a child, but he has the most violent temper.

After a few words, Jin Guan lowered his head, and the boy looked at the sloppy old man on the left.

"Senior Brother, this is not as simple as losing a spiritual object. It is related to the opportunity for the perfection of the legal system. You always need to make an idea, how to remedy it?"

Hearing this, the sloppy Taoist seemed to wake up from his slumber.

He glanced at Jin Guan several times in confusion, but smiled kindly.

"Why are you so harsh on your children? Who has not yet made a mistake? Let me tell you, how can we wait until the near future to mend the scriptures after all the calamities! From the moment the spiritual object was lost, our lineage has already been It’s a chance!”

"As for the child of the Chunyu family, I don't think he is greedy for such a spiritual object. Besides, behind him is the ancestor of the Chunyu family and the mother of Danxia from Tingchangshan. Both of them are rare among aristocratic families and casual cultivators. It’s a transparent person, it’s a matter of our legal system, it’s too late for them to hide, how can they mess with it so easily!”

"Of course, to put things into perspective, they are already involved now. Depending on the situation in the future, we will have to teach both of them to bleed before they can be spared."

"As for the opportunity, and the spiritual creature..."

"The thing started in the Demon Suppressing Cave, so I should have gone to the Demon Suppressing Cave to find it. If it's not in the original place, it should be with the original person!"

"Nowadays, in our lineage, the one who is most contaminated by Karma is Jin Guan."

"Good boy, listen to the words of the great uncle, you will gain wisdom every time you suffer, and you still need to walk a little. Things in the world will be experienced slowly. It's just a mistake you have made, so don't make it again."

As he spoke, ignoring the smile that gradually grew joyful on Jin Guan's face, the slovenly old man turned his head and looked at the deserted woman in palace clothes on the far right.

"Little junior sister, you are Jin Guan's master. Can you please say a word and let him go again?"

Hearing this, the woman in palace clothes just spoke. Her voice was clear and beautiful, like a spring in a valley. Just like her appearance and temperament, she was really deserted.

"Just as Senior Brother said, let him go. If he can't succeed, I will be the master to do it for him!"