When Xuan Guang, who was trapped within the Taiji Diagram, saw Qing Yu, the colour of obvious fear was revealed in his eyes that could not tremble.
Years ago, when he first met Qing Yu, he used a playful mentality to allow Qing Yu to attract the attention of the crowd in preparation for the mutiny initiated by the King of Zhenshan.
At that time, Xuan Guang would not have imagined that many years later, the situation would be reversed, that back then he could have killed Qing Yu with a raised hand, but now his life was in Qing Yu’s hands.
“It’s been three or four years since I was in Northern Zhou, Senior Uncle Xuan Guang.” Qing Yu smiled and looked at Xuan Guang, who looked like a statue, and there was some emotion in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, it had been seven or eight years, right, since he had first come down from the mountain.
With the memory of the strongest person, the past events in the mountain were still vivid in my mind, but the Qing Yu now was no longer the Qing Yu of the past.
“Senior Uncle Xuan Zhen, Senior Uncle Xuan Feng, and the two senior uncles, you have also worked hard,” Qing Yu said again to the four who had gone to capture Xuan Guang, “It took a lot of effort to catch this traitor, didn’t it?”
“Master is too kind,” said Xuanfeng, “Poor Dao was only responsible for opening the boundary, the rest is all the work of Senior Sister and the two Senior Uncles.”
“It is all meritorious, there is no need to excuse yourself. Senior Uncle Xuanfeng, the Poor Dao has just created the ‘Scroll of Heaven’ of the ‘Military Armour Martial Scripture’ and pa*sed it on to you and the others as a reward for your merits.”
Qing Yu waved his hand and turned out four spiritual lights, containing the scriptures of the “Scroll of Heaven”, and transmitted them into the minds of the four.
Having the Demon Sect strike to slaughter those from the Buddhist Sect allowed Qing Yu to harvest another 10,000 villain points, adding to the 20,000 villain points he had accumulated previously, and a new scroll of the “Armour of War Sutra” came into his hands.
Compared to the overbearing and violent “Scroll of Splitting”, the “Scroll of Heaven” was no less powerful and more suitable for the path of the True Martial Sect, so by harvesting this scroll, Xuanfeng would not be able to improve much, and the other three would also gain.
“The “Military Armour Martial Scripture” will be rewarded to all those who have achieved merit. If the rest of the disciples achieve great feats, the Poor Dao will not cherish it, and I hope that all of you will work together to create further glory for our True Martial Sect.”
Qing Yu looked again at the crowd in the Taiji Hall and announced his decision in a loud voice.
This decision naturally made the crowd feel even more excited again. Everyone knew how powerful the “Military Armour Martial Scripture” was, which was the culmination of all of Daoist Qing Yu’s martial arts, and they were naturally delighted that he would be so generous as to teach it to them.
Unfortunately, those who were delighted would not know what secrets were hidden behind the “Military Armour Martial Scripture”. In fact, Qing Yu would like to see this martial art spread quickly, so that everyone in the world could practise it.
Except for the Scroll of Ruin and the Scroll of Life, the other nine scrolls could be pa*sed around at will. However, as deliberate circulation would arouse suspicion, it would be better to set a threshold.
“Master, what should I do with Xuan Guang?”
After the crowd’s joy had receded a little, Xuan Feng asked again.
“Xuan Guang’s memories should contain quite a few secret secrets of the Southern Border, let’s tap them first,” Qing Yu said, “The pain of soul searching will also wake up this profit-hungry traitor.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Two senior uncles, first press Xuan Guang into the forbidden place at the back of the mountain. The poor Taoist will go and dispose of him tomorrow.”
“Old Dao understands.” The two True Martial Elders said in unison.
“Good. You all go and comprehend the mysteries of the ‘Scroll of Heaven’ as well. All of you, disperse.”
Qing Yu waved his hand and told the crowd to disperse.
The two old men of True Martial returned to the back mountain sanctuary with the Taiji Diagram, Xuanfeng and the others also dispersed, except for Xuan Zhen, who stayed behind.
Qing Yu turned around and walked in the direction of the side hall, and Xuan Zhen naturally walked alongside him.
“You’ve worked hard to capture Xuan Guang.” Qing Yu said as she walked.
“You have already said this just now.” Xuan Zhen lightly stroked the hair around his ears and smiled as he joked.
“Earlier it was the accent the Sect Leader should have, now it is genuine.”
“Then it’s a bit worthless for senior brother and senior uncles to work so hard.”
“Haha, isn’t it only right for a selfish and self-serving person like me to say that?” Qing Yu laughed long and hard back.
Besides, he had pa*sed on the ‘Scroll of Heaven’ to the remaining three as a reward. Although this martial art hid a huge hidden danger, as long as the three of them did not betray, then they would never taste the taste of being countered.
Leaving aside the hidden dangers, the “Martial Art of the Armour” was indeed an unparalleled divine skill, and even a single scroll alone could benefit the most powerful person in no small way.
As they walked and talked, they unknowingly reached the top of Chonghe Peak.
The distance between the Taiji Temple and the summit was not short, and they were only walking in the usual way, so it would take them at least half an hour to reach the summit.
It must be said that the time spent walking with Xuan Zhen pa*sed quite quickly, as half an hour pa*sed in a flash.
“You brought me to the top of the peak, I suppose there is something you want to talk to me about.”
Xuan Zhen lightly lifted the hem of his daoist robe and sat with his legs together on the rock by the Taiyuan Pond.
“You stayed, didn’t you have something to say?” Qing Yu walked to the edge of the pool, looking at the calm surface of the pool and feeling the fresh breeze on his face, and said.
“Then I will speak first,” Xuan Zhen’s jade fingers wrapped around her hair with an inexplicable smile, “There should be something wrong with the Bingjia Martial Scripture. I’ve been training with you for at least a year, and I still know your martial arts path.
The martial art that you practice is all encompa*sing and follows the path of one life, ten thousand, ten thousand into one. Although the “Military Armour Martial Scripture” also embraces the principles of yin and yang, which are positive and negative, it is itself a Taoist doctrine.
You, on the other hand, are a profound practitioner of the Dao, but you are also an accomplished practitioner of demonic and Buddhist arts. It would be an exaggeration to say that such a Daoist sutra is the culmination of your life’s martial arts.”
“Can’t I be hiding something? After all, it is to be pa*sed on to others.” Qing Yu asked rhetorically.
“Oh,” Xuan Zhen covered his mouth and laughed softly, “You also said that you are a selfish person, so how could you let your heart and soul pa*s down in vain. The “Scroll of Heaven” still sets the threshold, but the “Scroll of Rift” is pa*sed down all over the world. There are probably even ‘Scrolls of Rift’ circulating outside the Taoist Sect now.”
“Oh~”
Qing Yu glanced sideways, a boundless darkness seemed to be brewing in his deep pupils, to completely swallow the silhouette reflected in his eyes, “You saw my setup, aren’t you afraid that I will silence you? With your intelligence, you should know that there are some things that cannot be said.”
“If you don’t say anything, how can you be considered one of your own?” Xuan Zhen met Qing Yu’s gaze frankly, “To deliberately conceal is in fact a lack of trust. Whether to you or to me, concealment only shows a lack of trust, a fear that the other person will do something bad.
I trust you, I trust that you will not kill me.”
The darkness suddenly receded, and Qing Yu’s pupils clearly reflected Xuan Zhen’s face, and his face turned a little softer.
“Then I thank you for your trust.”
Qing Yu probed out with one hand and pressed it on Xuan Zhen’s shoulder, an endless stream of vital energy gushed into her body, following a certain route, the abundant anger getting rid of the hidden problems in her body.
“This is a thanks for the trust.”
Although the “Scroll of Life” had not been imparted, the hidden danger in Xuan Zhen’s body had already been erased by Qing Yu, and in the future, she could use the Armour Martial Scripture freely without worrying about the backlash.