”A true die-hard fan.” Qing Yu looked at Xuan Goblet whose eyes were filled with blood, and sighed in his heart.
This kind of die-hard fan could be said to be the favourite of countless people who wished to achieve great things, and Qing Yu had once had one, but unfortunately, he was victimised by Lu Qi Feng.
As for Feng Jiu, the product of strength and hostage, a die-hard loyalty generated entirely by Qing Yu’s various means, again different from the others.
“Tell me quickly, who is it?” Xuan Goblet roared lowly.
This Master Uncle Xuan Goblet was also true to his nature, and his earlier cold hardness had now all but dissolved into intense anger. The furious aura filled the entire Daoist temple, and due to the resonance with the environment, the pressure was unprecedentedly heavy, and the young Daoist priest who stayed on the other side was dizzy by now.
Should we tell Xuan Goblet?
Qing Yu pondered this question.
”It seems like I can’t do it without telling.” Qing Yu thought as he looked at Xuan Goblet’s increasingly impatient eyes.
If he didn’t tell, Xuan Goblet would dare to fight with Qing Yu and force him to tell.
“That person is ——”
Qing Yu suddenly had too have looked out into the sky, and so did Xuan Goblet.
In the air, there was a large pure white bird that was flying towards here. Not a white phoenix, but a white crane.
A huge white crane.
With Qing Yu’s eyesight, he could still see the two figures on the white crane’s back.
“Are they the peak masters of the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts again?” Qing Yu read in a low voice.
This kind of crane bird mount, which resembled an immortal crane, was only available to the Xuanzi generation of the True Martial Sect, or a few Xuanzi generation disciples. Like Xuan Goblet, he did not have one.
Apart from Xuan Guang, who had rebelled against his sect, the only existing immortal crane masters of the True Martial Sect were the masters of the seven peaks of True Martial. In a sense, this was also the standard for the Peak Masters of the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts.
”It’s still a senior aunt.”
Qing Yu’s eyesight could easily see the appearance of the two female crowns, one large and one small, on the back of the white crane.
The two female crowns, large and small, were both wearing jade-coloured daoist robes and dressed similarly, appearing to be of the same lineage, even in their dress.
The smaller female crown Qing Yu knew, Qing Ling, a disciple of the True Martial Sect’s Su Maiden Peak, and the two of them had met once.
This little Taoist nun’s luck was not bad. When they were first in Xi’an City, Qingzhou and Chen Qinglin were captured, Qingxu was seriously injured and nearly died, but only this little Daoist nun returned to the True Martial Sect without a hair on her head.
After that, the other three died one by one, and only this little Daoist nun, Qing Ling, stayed well in the True Martial Sect.
As for the other one, the big one, with a beautiful posture, looks like she is still in her twenties, but has a mature charm, ******** the body (make up your own brain, for fear of crabbing, so I won’t write it), this person is Qing Ling’s teacher, Su Mui peak master Xuan Zhen.
“Someone from the True Martial Sect is coming.” Xuan Goblet also saw the white crane landing and understood who the visitor was.
“It’s Xuan Zhen.” Qing Yu said.
“What is she doing here?” Xuan Goblet was puzzled.
It had been almost ten years since he had been sent to Shu Prefecture. In the past ten years, neither Xuanfa’s old men nor Xuan Chen’s men had ever come to see him here.
The former was to avoid suspicion, while the latter simply did not want to see him. The latter simply did not want to see him. In this way, the goblet was happy to have peace and quiet.
Today, however, Xuan Zhen’s visit was a bit puzzling to him.
When Xuan Fa and Xuan Chen were vying for the position of Sect Leader, the soft-spoken Xuan Zhen was the middle ground. Compared to Xuanfa’s old team and Xuan Chen’s, this middle faction had no reason to come to see him.
The most important thing about the middle ground is that it is impartial, and a wallflower will not end up well.
As they spoke, the white crane landed outside the Daoist temple.
“Master Xuan Goblet, I haven’t seen you for many years, how are you?”
The soft figure flew into the Daoist temple and reached their ears.
The blood in Xuan Goblet’s eyes, which had filled with anger, quickly calmed down. A martial artist of the True Dan realm had such a strong control over his body.
In a few breaths, Xuan Goblet had already returned to the cold and hard look he had when he and Qing Yu first met. Waving his hand and using his true qi to open the door, Xuan Goblet and Qing Yu said aloud as they walked, “Senior sister is visiting, how dare senior brother not welcome you!”
When Xuan Zhen outside heard this, he whispered to Qing Ling at his side and laughed, “This senior brother Xuan Goblet has been in Shu Zhou for ten years, he now knows how to respect senior sister.”
When I think about the time when I was in the True Martial Sect, Xuan Goblet, the youngest senior brother, was Xuan Fa’s follower, and he was always coldly talking to his brothers who did not support him, not giving him a good look.
Xuan Zhen, who was good at medicine and had a gentle nature, was not forced to take sides, so she simply became the middle ground. This is the reason why Xuan Goblet was so upset at first.
Now, seeing how polite Xuan Goblet was, Xuan Zhen couldn’t help but start a little joke.
However, as the only listener of this little joke, he was silent and did not see any joy or anger, as if he had not heard.
Seeing this, Xuan Zhen also sighed in her heart.
Her apprentice had been to the mountain twice, and each time she had witnessed such a tragic situation. The first time, “Qing Yu” died in front of her, the blood from his wounds staining half of her body.
The second time, Qingxu was seriously injured, and after Qingzhou, who had been the leader, was captured, there was no news of him. Even that most hated of all, Chen Qinglin, later proved to be a traitor and died in the freezing snow.
These two tragic encounters caused this originally quick-witted and active disciple to become completely silent and depressed, and after more than a year and a half, he still had not recovered.
At this time, Xuan Goblet and Qing Yu had already reached the gate. The two of them walked out of the Taoist temple one after the other, and Xuan Goblet, who looked much more mature than before, made Xuan Zhen feel that the years were like a song, and that it had already been ten years.
But the good thing is that they are both martial artists, and they have both reached the True Dan realm, so ten years is certainly not short, but it is not that long for them.
As for the other person ——
The first time I saw the other person, I also praised him in my heart, a Taoist man of immortal style. Qing Yu’s good sell, as always, brought him points for the impression of others.
“This Daoist brother is?” Xuan Zhen asked.
Qing Yu bowed his head and said, “Poor Daoist Qing Yu, I have met Daoist Master Xuan Zhen.”
He did not say the alias Daoist Nun, which was fine to say in private, but to say it to his face would be extremely rude.
The Taoist sect only has Taoist priests, not Taoist nuns. There is no such thing as a Daoist nun. For men and women, there is only a division between the Dry Dao and the Kun Dao, and for the Kun Dao practitioners, they are called female crown, and when they are addressed positively, they are also called Daoist Master, Daoist Brother, Daoist Friend and so on.
Of course, you can also be called fairy if you don’t want to be treated as a denizen.
“Qing Yu ——,” Xuan Zhen read in a low voice.
Like Xuan Goblet, she was also thinking of the senior nephew who had died tragically. Although she was of the middle school, Xuan Zhen still held great affection and sympathy for that senior nephew. When her nephew died tragically, as a senior aunt, Xuan Zhen could not help but feel sadness in her heart.
This was because the Xuanfa lineage would be completely extinct.
Thinking about it, Xuan Zhen looked at the face of Daoist Master Qing Yu and felt a little familiar.
