In the Taiji Hall, Daoist Hua Yang met Xuanfeng and asked, “Fellow Daoist Xuanfeng, the poor Daoist has been here for several days, may I ask when you will be able to leave the Palace?”
For the past five days, Daoist Hua Yang had come to see Xuan Feng every day, but each time he returned disappointed. But underneath the disappointment, his joy was growing stronger by the day.
For the more time he delayed, the greater the chances of Qing Yu’s accident.
“Don’t you know that there is no fixed time for a martial artist to go into seclusion, so you can’t just say you’re going to leave!” Xuan Feng replied nonchalantly, as if he was annoyed by the days of questioning.
“But it’s not as if the Taoist monarch is in seclusion, so why can’t he come out to meet you. Now that the dispute between the Daoist Sect and the Buddhist Sect is getting stronger by the day, Daoist Bitter Tea can also contribute to the Daoist Sect by coming out early. Mo can’t ——-”
Hua Yang Daoist finally asked the question that had been brewing for a long time, “Could it be that the rumors in the outside world are true?”
In these few days, many rumors have suddenly come out from outside. The intention is nothing more than that the Daoist sect Qing Yu Daojun is seriously injured, wounded at the root, and is in seclusion to heal, not being able to show his face.
As a matter of fact, not many people would believe such unsubstantiated rumours, and since it was about Qing Yu, the most powerful person in the world, anyone with some sense would immediately stop the rumours from spreading.
However, despite the efforts of many people to stop it, the rumour has intensified, and now, almost the whole of Jianghu is spreading the news. With three men becoming a tiger, many people are beginning to believe the truth of this rumour.
Now, there are even people who are directly questioning Xuanfeng with this rumour at the True Martial Sect and in this Taiji Hall. In this, did they really believe it or were they testing Qing Yu’s case?
“Hua, Yang, Dao, you!” Xuanfeng stared at Daoist Hua Yang and said, word for word, “You should know what you are talking about, rumours about the Daoist monarch are punishable by their heart. The stone statue in front of Taiji Square does not lack a place for you!”
This was a very serious warning, but Daoist Hua Yang did not retreat an inch and stared into Xuanfeng’s eyes without dodging, “If the rumours are false, I think that Daoist Monarch would not care about the slightest offense. I just want to see you for a while, is that not possible?”
In terms of aura, Hua Yang, who was at the Realm of the Gods, was no match for Xuan Feng. When he really showed his aura, even if Xuan Feng was at the main venue, Taiji Hall, it would be difficult for him to resist Hua Yang’s pressure.
Under the strong oppression, Xuan Feng was like a flat boat in the midst of a shocking wave, his body swaying as if he might fall to the ground at any moment.
“Heaven–of–Scroll!”
Under the astonishing pressure, Xuan Feng ran the Armour Martial Scripture, and a mysterious and inexplicable qi rhythm surrounded him, bypa*sing the pressure with a realm of emptiness, saving his body from being suppressed.
“The “Armour of War Martial Scripture” is truly extraordinary!”
Hua Yang’s eyes flashed with a sharp aura as he sighed in admiration at the “Bingjia Martial Sutra”, which was rumoured to be the culmination of all of Qing Yu Daojun’s martial arts.
It was a pity that he had not come to the True Martial Sect to participate in the Daoist Conference in person, so even if he had obtained the scriptures of the “Scroll of Split” from other sources, it was still difficult for him to understand the true meaning of it thoroughly.
One scroll of scripture was too difficult for him to penetrate, let alone the other ten scrolls. If he could obtain the full set of eleven scrolls of the Armour Sutra, then he thought it would be much less difficult to deal with Qing Yu.
“Fellow Daoist, today it is the poor dao who is in a bit of a hurry, so please forgive me. I will come again tomorrow to ask for it, and I hope that by then, the poor Daoist will be able to meet the Daoist and thank him face to face.”
Saying that, Hua Yang directly brushed his sleeves and left, not caring in the least about Xuan Feng’s ironic face.
For a junior like Xuan Feng, Hua Yang gave him face to call him a Daoist friend, but there was nothing Xuan Feng could do if he didn’t give face. In the end, the preferential treatment Xuanfeng received was all because of Qing Yu, if the other party did not sell Qing Yu face, then it may not even be normal treatment.
”With Qing Yu’s nature, even at this point, unless he was in seclusion, he would have stepped in to teach Poor Dao a lesson. If he doesn’t step in, then it means that he is indeed unable to do so. And ——
I haven’t even seen Xuan Zhen these few days.”
Hua Yang thought as he walked, waves of joy in his heart.
Xuan Zhen was a rare medical sage in the world, and was also the first in line to take charge of Qing Yu’s affairs. When Qing Yu was away or in seclusion, Xuan Zhen was usually in charge of the sect’s affairs.
But now, Xuan Feng is in charge of affairs, and Xuan Zhen has not been seen.
Does this mean that Qing Yu’s injuries need Xuan Zhen’s constant attention?
Thinking of this, Hua Yang just could not contain himself from smiling.
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“The rumours outside are circulating more and more.” Xuan Zhen said softly.
“If there wasn’t someone deliberately pushing the rumor, there’s no way for this point of unsubstantiated rumor to circulate so quickly. This also shows that ——”
Qing Yu revealed a small smile, “That the person who is pushing it must be someone with great power.”
If you don’t have some power, who can make a rumor that looks like a falsehood spread so fast and so widely. The rumour was spontaneously intercepted by a number of forces that relied on Qing Yu.
“It looks like I’m going to have to cast a big net.”
There were only a few forces in this world with such capabilities, and each of them was no slacker. So to entertain them, what was needed was the biggest net possible.
“Hm?”
Just then, Qing Yu let out a puzzled cry as a certain kind of cross-shaped dao pattern appeared, and the Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram above his chest faintly glowed.
“Someone is divining me.”
Countless trigrams flowed through his eyes in a flash, and Qing Yu was immediately certain that someone was divining his reality.
“In these days of confusion, there is still someone performing forbidden techniques to divine me? Interesting, really interesting.”
“I am even more excited about the next development.”
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In the Hou Qian Imperial Palace, beneath a piece of altar cast in white jade, were nine pairs of ambulatory men and women.
Their throats had been slit by sharp blades, and their eyes were wide with resignation as blood spilled from their wounds and was drawn into the altar, slowly staining the white jade altar with the colour of blood.
On top of the altar was the Old Man of Time, who had changed into a white sacrificial robe.
He was holding the compa*s in one hand, and with the other hand he was bleeding from the tips of his five fingers as he continued to make seals, striking a blood-coloured incantation into the compa*s.
At the same time, the white jade altar beneath his feet was dyed red inch by inch, releasing a crimson glow that echoed the compa*s, which was also slowly covered in blood.
Gradually, the blood light became more and more intense, completely engulfing the figure of the Old Man of Time’s Destiny, the whole altar resembling a blood-coloured sun.
“Whoosh…”
When the blood light reached its peak, all the blood colours coalesced into a beam of light that shot straight up towards the sky, seemingly connected to the sky and filled with an eerie atmosphere.
At the other end of the beam of light was the forehead of the Old Man of Time and Destiny. In the state of being connected by the beam of light, the old man’s pupils were united and countless images flashed in his eyes, finally stopping at a figure being penetrated by a black arrow.
“Finally, it’s confirmed ——“
