The scenery is breathtaking, the mountains are beautiful, the peaks are high and deep, and the atmosphere is majestic.
This is the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts.
In the early morning, along with a sound that seemed to be a clear chirping sound, a figure that floated like an immortal appeared in front of the disciples at the gate in a short time, from far away to close, shrinking to an inch.
“A blessed land is born, an immortal mountain has a beautiful name. The Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts!” The white-haired Daoist looked at the seven peaks with mist wrapped around the clouds in the distance, and his words were indescribably emotional, or nostalgic.
It had been almost ten years since he had last looked at the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts in such a leisurely manner. At that time, when Qing Yu first saw such a magnificent sight, the yearning and hope in his heart was at its peak in his life.
Unfortunately, before the yearning in his heart could recede, the sky collapsed.
The collapse of the Xuanfa caused Qing Yu to enter hell mode as soon as he arrived at the True Martial Sect. At that time, he was really hanging on to his heart all day, fearing that he would die one day.
Even when he later went to that shabby Daoist temple on North Cang Mountain, his heart had never settled down.
“May I ask what this Daoist master wants?” The Daoist priest guarding the door asked in a respectful voice.
This white-haired Daoist master had an immortal style and a mysterious Daoist rhythm that filled his body just by looking at him, so he must be an extraordinary Daoist.
The two Daoist priests guarding the door had seen a lot of visitors to the True Martial Arts Sect, but there were only a few who could look as good as the white-haired Daoist in front of them.
“Poor Daoist Qing Yu, I have come to pay my respects to Daoist friend Xuan Goblet.” Qing Yu smiled and said.
“Qing Yu ——” The Daoist at the gate could not help but recall the coffin that had been brought back by Master Xuan Feng a few years ago. That coffin contained the remains of a Daoist priest named “Qing Yu”.
I never thought that I would see a living Qing Yu today. I have to say, there is no coincidence.
And this Qing Yu’s daoist name is ——
The Daoist gatekeeper could not help but think of his own Daoist number, he was also of the Qing generation.
Thinking about the Daoist beginning with the word Qing and Master Xuan Goblet calling each other Daoist friend, I wonder how Master Xuan Goblet would feel?
“Please wait a moment, Daoist Master, I will go and inform Master Uncle Xuan Goblet.” Another Daoist guarding the door said in a respectful voice.
Of course, there was also Senior Uncle Xuan Ming.
The words had not been uttered by this doorkeeper Daoist priest.
Xuan Goblet’s return to the mountain had greatly alerted the people of Xuan Chen’s sect. In particular, it seemed that Xuan Goblet had returned with some sort of purpose, and during this period of time, he had secretly contacted Xuan Fa’s old group, vaguely trying to unite once again the people who had been loosely separated since Xuan Fa’s death.
“No need.”
Dao Qi suddenly approached, and Xuan Goblet appeared not far away.
Seeing his figure flicker, he instantly arrived in front of the Daoist guardian who was about to run up the hill, “The poor Dao has arrived, so there is no need for you to run errands.”
As he said this, Xuan Goblet took a few more steps, bowed his head and said, “It has been a long time, Daoist friend Qing Yu.”
“Yes, it has been a while.” Qing Yu smiled and returned the salute.
Originally, he had said that he would make a trip to the True Martial Sect as soon as possible, but to his surprise, it had taken more than nine months for Qing Yu to come to the True Martial Sect. It had been nine months, so Xuan Goblet had to wait.
“Then come with me, fellow Daoist Qing Yu.” Xuan Goblet fiercely clenched his fist in his sleeve.
“Wait, Senior Uncle Xuan Goblet, when a visitor enters the door, he still needs Master Xuan Ming ——
Under Xuan Goblet’s gaze, the voice of the Daoist gatekeeper who spoke was getting smaller and smaller.
“Is it hard to say that I can’t bring a guest into the mountain? Eh?” Xuan Goblet looked coldly at this speaking Daoist Gatekeeper, his invisible aura pouring down.
If one could be called to guard the door, how high would one’s cultivation be. Although the True Martial Sect did not have a Houtian realm child to guard the door in order to show its great sect’s grandeur, it did not have the luxury of having a Divine Origin realm martial artist to guard the door, ah.
If they were at the Divine Origin realm, they would still be able to hold out for a while, but at the Innate realm, forget about it.
In the next breath, the two Daoist gatekeepers collapsed to the ground, especially the one who spoke, and even blurred in consciousness.
“Hmph,” Xuan Goblet flung his sleeves and said, “Let’s go.”
He led Qing Yu straight into the mountain.
In situ, the two Daoist priests were still soft on the ground, and the other Daoist guard who had not been the focus of Xuan Goblet’s care looked at his companion’s completely scattered pupils and sighed helplessly.
Why bother? It had to be more of a top bar for Senior Uncle Xuan Goblet.
Even if Master Xuan Ming had come, he would not have been prevented from visiting a friend because of the gap with Master Xuan Goblet. If a small disciple gets involved in a big brother’s fight, he is not afraid of drowning in deep water.
At the other end, following Xuan Goblet as he slowly walked along the mountain path, Qing Yu also lamented, “It seems that Daoist friend Xuan Goblet’s life in the True Martial Sect is somewhat unsatisfactory.”
If it were as it should be, he would not have dared to contradict Xuan Goblet even to a Daoist priest guarding the door.
“The one in charge of the door law is Senior Brother Xuan Zheng of Zheng Yang Peak, who is also a member of Xuan Chen.” Xuan Goblet said indifferently.
When they contradicted their senior uncle, the sect law sanctioned them, but the person responsible for sanctioning them was not one of their own, and unless they took action themselves, none of these people would end up with anything major. On the contrary, if they helped Xuan Goblet’s side and were caught on the tail, they would have a good time.
After all, Xuan Chen had been at the helm of the True Martial Sect for ten years, and his authority had long since been implemented to the bottom. The old members of Xuan Fa’s clan were still divided because of the past, but the middle and lower level disciples were not.
Therefore, it was only natural that Xuan Goblet acted uneventfully after he returned.
However ——
“Relying on differential treatment to suppress you, should I say it’s exhausted or something.” Qing Yu said with a slight sense of mockery.
Whether they supported Xuan Goblet or not, everyone was a member of the True Martial Sect. As the Sect Head, there was one thing that one had to pay special attention to, and that was to level the playing field, or at least maintain a basic level of fairness.
To turn a blind eye to someone who contradicts his senior uncle because he wants to suppress Xuan Goblet is, it must be said, a faint move.
What power do the ordinary disciples have? Their biggest role is to wave the flag and shout. It is the power of the top bra*s that will decide the outcome.
By allowing ordinary disciples to storm the Xuan Goblet, they were actually undermining the respect of the disciples for the top bra*s and the sect’s laws.
“Heh.” Xuan Goblet said without comment.
The two of them walked slowly for a while and could see the mountain path of the peak from afar. A familiar mountain path, a familiar mountain peak, everything so familiar in front of them.
”Wanfa Peak. It’s kind of like revisiting an old place.” Qing Yu looked at the direction they were travelling in and said secretly.
More than ten years ago, Qing Yu had followed Xuan Fa from this road. More than ten years later, he had come here again. This was originally Xuan Fa’s territory, and it was also where Qing Yu had stayed during his days of house arrest.
After Xuan Fa’s death, Xuan Feng succeeded him as Peak Master of Wan Fa Peak. Unexpectedly, Xuan Goblet had returned this time and was also staying at this peak.
‘That’s right, after all, he’s Cheap Master’s little fanboy.’ Qing Yu thought.
As Xuan Fa’s most loyal follower, it would be the biggest abnormality if he didn’t live in the Wan Fa Peak after returning.
“Come with me and meet that senior brother of mine, Xuan Feng.” Xuan Goblet’s mouth held a cold smile as he said.
