The two birds in the clear sky are on the clouds, and they lead poetry to the blue sky.
With the melodious chirping of the birds, Qing Yu once saw the mountain peaks that towered into the clouds like seven pillars of heaven.
Five days later, after finishing some chores, Qing Yu and Xuan Zhen returned to the True Martial Sect on their cranes (White Phoenix).
With Xuan Zhen leading the way, the two large white birds pa*sed through the aerial protective circle of the True Martial Arts Seven Tribulations Formation and glided down to the Su Nui Peak.
“Master!”
The landing of the two large birds startled many people. The most delighted of them all was that little Daoist nun, Qingling.
She came running with a cheerful cry and crashed into Xuan Zhen’s arms like a milk swallow throwing itself into her arms.
“Senior Sister Xuan Zhen.” A middle-aged female crown who followed after her saluted Xuan Zhen.
“Senior Sister Xuan Yun, it has been a hard time for you this time.” Xuan Zhen said in a warm voice.
The middle-aged female crown called “Xuan Yun” shook her head and said, “This is my sister’s duty.”
Saying that, she looked at Qing Yu with some curiosity, “Is this —— Daoist Master Qing Yu?”
During the time that Qing Yu had previously come to live in the True Martial Sect, his reputation had spread quite a bit in the sect. The extremely high face value coupled with the immortal selling appearance also attracted many disciples from Kun Yin Peak and Su Maiden Peak to go and peek at him.
Although Xuan Yun was not so superficial as to go to Wan Fa Peak to look at handsome men, she had also heard of this white-haired Daoist’s dress and appearance.
But what surprised Xuan Yun was why Xuan Zhen had come back with Qing Yu since and had taken him into the Su Maiden Peak.
One must know that this Daoist Master Qing Yu was a friend of that staunch member of the anti-discipline sect, Peak Master Xuan Goblet, while his own senior sister had always been an impartial neutral faction.
”You didn’t even tell your close senior sister?” Qing Yu gave Xuan Zhen a faint glance.
Those who could be entrusted with affairs by Xuan Zhen must be the closest senior sister, but even she, did not know Xuan Zhen’s intentions. This senior uncle’s heart and mind were not shallow either.
If she had wanted to compete with Xuan Fa Xuan Chen for the position of Sect Leader, it is not certain who would be sitting on the seat today!
“I also met Daoist Master Qing Yu when I went to Shuzhou to pick up my senior brother Xuan Goblet. It was also thanks to Daoist Master Qing Yu that Ling’er was able to regain her original nature.” Xuan Zhen said briefly.
In two short sentences, he told the story of their friendship, and made Xuan Yun feel deeply grateful to Qing Yu.
Qing Ling had been raised by Xuan Yun since she was a child, and her feelings were naturally not shallow; she was able to get out of the nightmare in her heart, and Xuan Yun was naturally grateful.
“Many thanks, Daoist Master Qing Yu.” Xuan Yun bowed deeply and said.
“It’s just a handful, no need to thank you.” Qing Yu smiled and said.
“Master, what are you talking about?” Qingling, who was in Xuan Zhen’s arms, asked with some surprise when she saw the mention of herself.
“Nothing, a little matter,” Xuan Zhen patted Qing Ling’s back and said, “You and Senior Sister Xuan Yun go ahead and prepare some wine and food to receive Daoist Master Qing Yu, I still have something to discuss with Daoist Master Qing Yu.”
“Yes, Master,” Qing Ling Xin smiled, “We have some of the medicinal dishes from the Su Nui Peak, as well as other specialty dishes, so that Daoist Master Qing Yu can also taste them.”
“Well, go on.”
Watching the two leave, Xuan Zhen said, “Follow me.”
She flew lightly through the air, concealing her breath as she floated to the southwest.
Qing Yu also kept her breath completely inside and quietly followed Xuan Zhen.
The two of them flew down from the Su Nui Peak and flew among the sea of clouds for a while before descending.
Their destination was a secluded valley at the edge of the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts, a rare place with pleasant scenery nearby. At the same time, it was also the place where Xuan Fa’s bones were buried.
The two of them drifted into the valley and landed in front of a lonely grave.
As a rebel, Xuan Fa was not qualified to enter the True Martial Sect’s cemetery. Even the tombstone on this lonely tomb was blank, in case someone from the sect entered here by mistake and knew who was buried inside.
“I have come here several times to pay my respects, and each time I could see the lilies placed in front of the tombstone by Senior Sister Xuan Yin, but now the lilies have withered for a long time.” Xuan Zhen sighed softly.
The lilies in front of the tombstone had long since withered and rotted. Xuan Zhen had said that Xuan Yin would come to pay his respects every Ching Ming and Chung Yeung.
And in normal times, he also came back here occasionally to weed the area. But now, the lilies had long since withered and there were not many weeds, but this should not have been done by Xuan Yin, but by Xuan Goblet.
In front of the lonely grave, there was this pot of wine, so it seemed that Xuan Goblet had come to pay his respects not long ago.
“Chong Yang has just pa*sed, if Xuan Yin had come to pay his respects, he would not have left this scene behind.”
Qing Yu crouched slightly, his fingertips lightly touching the withered flower branches, “Judging from the vibrancy, this bunch of lilies, at least, was put down a year ago. It seems that Xuan Yin didn’t come to this year’s Qingming, either.”
“So Xuan Yin is the one who may have changed his heart?” Xuan Zhen said.
“It is also possible —— that there is no need to come and pay respects anymore,” Qing Yu got up, “Aren’t we here today to test that suspicion?”
“Senior uncle, don’t mind.”
“Make yourself at home,” Xuan Zhen said softly, “Xuan Fa and I, we don’t have too deep a friendship. He has always treated people well, but in my opinion, he acts with a strong sense of purpose. He and Xuan Chen are not very different in my mind, otherwise I would not have chosen to be neutral.”
In fact, if Xuan Chen hadn’t failed to solve the problem over the years and instead allowed it to expand, Xuan Zhen wouldn’t have chosen to oppose him.
“If you, as a disciple, don’t care, what do I care.” Xuan Zhen said indifferently.
“Ha, I’m a disciple, but I haven’t spent more than a day with my master.” Qing Yu laughed lightly.
His name for Xuan Fa had always been Master, not Master. The difference was clear when written down.
“Then, let’s begin.”
Qing Yu raised his hands lightly, and the ground behind the blank tombstone began to tremble slightly, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
Then, there was literally a dark coffin rising from the ground.
The dark coffin was decorated with countless golden lines, a coffin made of the finest wood, sunken gold, which had always been a special offering for the royal family.
Although Xuan Fa had fallen and died, those old ministers had still made a coffin to match their status.
But now, this cheap master, who has been sleeping underground for more than ten years, is going to be given an open coffin by his own disciple.
“Duk Duk Duk ——”
In a loud sound, a long nail was raised out by true qi and suspended in the air. Qing Yu waved his hands lightly and his true qi slowly pushed open the lid of the dusty coffin that had been sealed for many years.
With a deep sound, the coffin opened up to reveal the true face of the body buried in it.
With a gentle looking face, two small beards and a straight posture, he was really a good skin, no wonder Xuan Yin had not forgotten him for years.
However, after the skin was exposed to light, it quickly turned into ashes, leaving only a skeleton in front of Qing Yu’s eyes.
