Shuzhong, Qingyun Mountain. ＋◆

On the quiet and continuous high mountain, the sea of fog is surging, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are soothing, and the carved beams and paintings are hidden in the middle, just like the fairy gate of the shrine.

Qingyun is the blessed land in Shu, not only the mountain is high and the road is dangerous, and Zhong Lingyuxiu, for thousands of years, in Shuzhong, and even the whole of China has left a lot of legends, the mountain is not high, there are immortals in the name, this is also true, where the immortal mountain blessed land, there must be immortal history to circulate, Qingyun Mountain since ancient times is the place where those people outside the party look for immortals, and the Qingyun faction on Qingyun Mountain is known to the world.

It's just that the Qingyun faction in the eyes of the world is just a place for some Taoist priests and aunts to cultivate, and the Qingyun Mountain in the eyes of the world is just a scenic spot that needs to spend money to go up.

At this time, on the top of Qingyun Mountain, under an old tree on the edge of a cliff, an old man with white beard and white hair sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and lowered his eyes, and every breath seemed to fit with heaven and earth.

"Master, disciple Izumo asks to see!" A middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties walked over slowly, saluting respectfully, and his voice was not daring to be loud, for fear of affecting the old man's cultivation.

As the words fell, the old man under the tree slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light flashed in his old eyes, quickly restrained his edge.

The white beard flutters in the mountain wind, and the crane has a childish face, which can only be described as a fairy wind bone.

"Disturb the master's cultivation, and hope that the master will forgive the sins. The middle-aged Taoist priest bowed and said.

The old man waved his hand, his eyes fell on the middle-aged Taoist priest, and he said indifferently, "Something?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest pondered for a moment, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm afraid there is the whereabouts of the junior disciple who is out of the dust." ”

When the old man heard this, the expression on his face was obviously stagnant, his eyes were full of surprise, and he was stunned for three seconds, his surprise converged, and his brows twisted, "From the moment he betrayed the master, there is no dust in this world." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest paused, nodded hurriedly and said yes, his name is Zhang Heng, and the Taoist name is Izumo, but he is older than the age of Izumo.

And this old man is Sikong Lingyun, the head of the Qingyun faction, now seventy-three years old, a martial artist of the eighth grade, a few martial arts powerhouses in China, fifteen years ago an accident, his beloved daughter and apprentice died and escaped, which made Sikong Lingyun disheartened, rarely took care of the affairs of the sect anymore, and devoted himself to cultivation, and now his skills are even more unfathomable.

"Is he okay?"

Hearing the name that had not been mentioned for fifteen years, Sikong Lingyun's mood was extremely complicated, after all, it was his favorite disciple, but in the end he went to a dead end, in the end, things got to such a field, all because of his persecution back then.

Sikong Lingyun's heart has never been able to pass this hurdle, he has been living in self-blame for fifteen years, if he was not so stubborn back then, he could agree to that family matter, today's Qingyun, I'm afraid it will be a different scene, right?

Every time he thought of this, Sikong Lingyun couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and it was precisely because of this guilt that he chose to spare Chenzi's life fifteen years ago and let him go, for him, Qingyun sent Chenzi to death, and it was only Liu Yun who survived.

After fifteen years, I suddenly heard the news of the dust again, and Sikong Lingyun's dusty memory that had been sealed for many years was opened again.

Izumoko listened to Sikong Lingyun's question, paused, and shook his head, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

"Huh?"

Sikong Lingyun frowned slightly, although he didn't seem to care on the surface, he still had some concern in his heart.

Izumoko said, "It's not easy for the disciple to say about this, but recently on some websites, a video appeared, and the disciple saw it by chance, and the person in the video was very much like Izuma...... Well, it's very much like Liu Yun's junior brother back then. ”

"What video? Sikong Lingyun said immediately.

"This ......" Izumoko paused, "Master, the disciple doesn't dare, for fear of polluting the Master's eyes." ”

"Why don't you dare, bring it quickly. ”

Sikong Lingyun's face sank, and after listening to Izumoko's words, he already had a premonition that the video was not a good thing, but out of concern for Liu Yun, he still couldn't help but want to take a look.

Izumoko hesitated again and again, and finally took out the phone and respectfully sent it to Sikong Lingyun.

Looking at the picture on the phone, Sikong Lingyun's face changed from blue to black, from black to red, and finally couldn't help but drop the phone angrily.

"What a system!" Sikong Lingyun trembled, and his beard under his chin was shaking violently.

Looking at the broken phone, Izumoko couldn't help but smile bitterly, he had long known that this would be the result.

"Master, I'm afraid there is something else hidden in this matter. Izumoko hurriedly bowed, "With the disciple's understanding of Senior Brother Liu Yun, he will never be able to do such a thing." ”

"You said that the person in the video is not him?" Sikong Lingyun had a dark face, the person in the video, even if he turned into ashes, he could know it, and it was definitely his apprentice Liu Yun.

Izumoko said, "The disciple didn't mean that, the disciple just wanted to say that Senior Brother Liu Yun was probably calculated, and the person who shot the video had no ordinary sinister intentions." ”

Sikong Lingyun kept a calm face and did not speak.

"The disciple learned that now the three major families in Rongcheng and the Huaxia Martial Arts Association are searching for the whereabouts of Liu Yun's junior brother, and in addition, it is even involved in the Xue family in the capital. Izumoko said.

"The Xue family?"

Hearing these two words, the expression on Sikong Lingyun's face was a little surprised and heavy, and he pondered for a while before he said, "You take people down the mountain immediately, be sure to find Liu Yun before the other forces find him, and bring him back to Qingyun, he used to be my Qingyun disciple after all, although he committed a serious crime, but even if he has to be punished, he has to let me Qingyun come." ”

"Yes. ”

Izumoko glanced up at Sikong Lingyun, and hurriedly responded, is Sikong Lingyun's approach still ready to protect Izukuko?

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Because tomorrow is the weekend, Su Hang has already planned a trip home, and specially asked for a few days off, anyway, as a god of learning, he is not worried about his studies at all, the level of professional courses has reached the height of Chu Aiguo, and the school classroom is basically meaningless, if he can, he even wants to skip class directly, just wait for the final exam.

However, that is clearly unrealistic!

I called home, bought some gifts for my parents and little sister, and went back to the rental house with two big bags.

Sitting on the bed, Su Hang called up the system and checked his attributes, the energy points were full, and the upgrade was imminent.