“Niko-”
Under the clear sky and white sun, two large snow-white birds fluttered through the air, racing to make a loud and clear sound.
After a few days, the clear feather once again visited the land of Lingzhou, and the white phoenix flapped its wings as it glided towards the city below.
Kaiyuan City, the nearest large city to Mingyang City.
Looking down at those disaster victims coming from Ming Yang City, Qing Yu could not help but let out a sigh of compa*sion, “The battle of the Tong Shen has left a lot of misery.”
To the ordinary people, the Tong Shen realm was like a natural disaster in human form. Perhaps the other Tong Shen were not as destructive as Qing Yu and were able to create artificial natural disasters, but the aftermath of their encounters alone was an unstoppable disaster for ordinary people who were close by.
Therefore, it was not at all wrong to say that these people coming from Ming Yang City were disaster victims.
Two big snow-white birds landed on the ground and the two of them floated down to the ground, and Qing Yu even handed out some copper coins to a few of the victims in pa*sing.
After handing out the coins, there were still some victims who did not receive the money and refused to leave. Qing Yu had no choice but to release his true qi slightly to disperse the crowd that had gathered around him.
“Great Destruction Zen Master, Heavenly Demon Palace, these evil devils and foreigners, they really deserve to die. And Buried Sword Peak, they are also the righteous path in vain.”
It was all the fault of the Great Destroying Zen Master and the Heavenly Demon Palace, as well as the Buried Sword Peak, who had no regard for the occasion and opened their big moves indiscriminately. As for that Hidden Mirror Man ——
I’m sorry, but he just colored the rain, and actually restrained his actions, neither instantly destroying nearly a thousand meters in circumference like the Great Destroying Zen Master, nor shooting sword qi in all directions like the Buried Sword Peak’s group of swordsmen. He was the only one among the crowd who had the least destructive range.
Whether others believed it or not, Qing Yu did anyway.
In response, Xuan Zhen rolled his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to him.
It was a young scholar who suddenly appeared and said loudly in praise, “What this Daoist master said is good, after these gods reach godhood, they don’t consider themselves human anymore and cause countless casualties to the people at every turn. The largest gathering place in the Western Region, Kartium, has become a dead city, which is really deplorable.”
‘Sorry, that was me. And the people who died aren’t worth deploring.” Qing Yu spat helplessly in his mind.
“This gentleman is ——,” of course on the surface, Qing Yu still asked with great courtesy.
“Oh oh, it’s me who’s rude,” the scholar hurriedly bowed, “I’m Mu Yuan Sheng, this chamber is polite!”
Mu Yuansheng, Mu Xiuji’s grandson, was also the subject of Qing Yu’s earlier scene.
It was true that the words that Qing Yu had said earlier were directed at Mu Yuansheng. The grandson of the Heavenly Sovereign of Qi had been nurtured by Mu Xiuji since he was a child, and had developed a righteous and upright nature. Qing Yu’s words just now could be said to have spoken to his heart.
Looking at Mu Yuansheng, who had taken him as his confidant in a few words, Qing Yu felt that his sword had not yet grown old and his acting skills had not yet rusted.
“So you are the grandson of the Heavenly Sovereign of Haoqi. Poor Daoist Qing Yu, this is poor Daoist Master Uncle Xuan Zhen, little Mr. Mu has the courtesy.” Qing Yu said with a smile.
“Daoist Master don’t call me Little Mr. Mu, I cannot afford the name of sir.” Mu Yuansheng said a little sheepishly.
“But Daoist Master’s daoist name is quite similar to the rumored demon dao, ah, that one seems to be also called Qing — Qing Qing Qing ——”
Mu Yuansheng stammered as he looked at the white-haired Daoist in front of him, who was also looking at him with a smile.
“—— Qing Yu.” Finally no more stammering.
“Poor Daoist Qing Yu, joined the True Martial Sect’s Sect Leader, or the Demon Dao that young Mr. Mu has been talking about.” Qing Yu said with his smile still on his face.
“Little Mr. Mu, in the future, don’t speak ill of the Tong Shen realm in front of strangers without permission, not every Tong Shen cares as much as poor Dao does.”
With that, Qing Yu patted Mu Yuansheng’s shoulder and marched off with Xuan Zhen towards the city.
Mu Yuansheng looked at the back of Qing Yu and the two of them, frozen as a wooden chicken, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
“Pa–”
Another hand slapped on Mu Yuansheng’s shoulder, and a discontented voice rang in his ears, “Yuansheng, what are you doing?”
With a jolt, Mu Yuansheng dumbly turned to the middle-aged scholar at one side and said, “Uncle Xun, I ran into the demon dao – no, no, no, I ran into the real Qing Yu.”
“Qing Yu, that demon dao ——” the middle-aged scholar exclaimed, “You’re not hurt, are you? That demon dao didn’t do anything to you, did he?”
Although Qing Yu boasted of his good reputation in the Northern Zhou, in reality, even in the Northern Zhou, his reputation was still not very good.
Especially after the introduction of the Women’s Courts, which allowed women to study, the reputation of the Demon Dao became even more notorious on the side of the readers. There were rumours that the demon dao did not do proper work anyway.
“Uncle Xun, I’m fine,” Mu Yuansheng said, coming back to his senses, “Qing Yu didn’t do anything to me, I just feel… I feel ——- those rumours are not credible. Real Qingyu is not some demonic dao!”
Although it was just a few words, Mu Yuansheng was recognizing the scenery of Qing Yu’s real person. Even when he was vilified to his face, this Daoist master did not have the slightest intention of getting angry, but instead reminded him.
Driven by some kind of power, Mu Yuansheng could not help but feel great affection for Qing Yu.
“It is not for you to say whether it is a demonic dao or not, now, first, let’s give the porridge.” The middle-aged scholar pointed to the large bucket carried by the two men behind him and said.
As the victims entered Kaiyuan City, the people of the Haoqi Alliance followed the orders of the Alliance Master and gave congee to the down-and-out victims at the city gates every day, and even helped them to build shacks outside the city for them to rest in at night.
“I just feel that it’s unfair to Qing Yu, the real person who wronged him ——”
Mu Yuansheng picked up the big spoon, lifted the lid of the bucket and murmured in a low voice, “Real Qing Yu, he’s a good man ——”
“A good man —— Poof!” Xuan Zhen, who was strolling down the street and walking, burst out laughing.
“I think he’s right, I’m a good person.” Qing Yu glanced at Xuan Zhen and said.
At the same time, he withdrew his divine thoughts that were focused on Mu Yuansheng and secretly said in his heart, ‘The brainwashing kung fu hasn’t rusted either, this invisible power of the mind moistening things is still so good.’
Of course, he didn’t really brainwash Mu Yuansheng, he just used the power of his mind to guide him a little.
“I will send my men to help them rebuild their homes. Mu Yuansheng will help spread my reputation and build up the image of a righteous sect leader as it should be.” Qing Yu said leisurely.
“Isn’t it tiring to be so calculating?” Xuan Zhen asked as he followed him forward.
“How can one live in the world and not be tired. It’s just a necessary job,” Qing Yu said, “I’m so much better off than these victims. At least I don’t have to worry about dying at any time, nor do I have to worry about food, clothing and shelter. All I have to do is move forward.”
He took a big step forward and walked up to a large mansion.
