The winter noon sun lazily shone on Wanfa Peak, shining on two frustrated people, one with amnesia.

The fluttering cold wind brought the figure of the white-haired Taoist. Qing Yu slowly landed on the top of Wanfa Peak, looking at Tonghua who was controlled by the ban, Xuan Yu who was distracted and muttering to himself, and Xuan Feng who was still lying in dementia.

"Uncle Xuanyu, and Uncle Tonghua, Qingyu has come to see you. Qing Yu said with a smile.

"Heh, is the future head of the True Martial Sect here to show off his might to the prisoners under the ranks?" Tong Jue sneered.

As for Xuanyu, he was still distracted by himself, sitting on the ground and muttering to himself.

Qing Yu shook his head and said, "You two are not prisoners of the stairs, and the prisoners of the stairs are not qualified to bask in the sun here so leisurely." ”

Qing Yu walked over and pressed a finger on Xuan Feng's forehead.

At the beginning, in order to prevent Xuanfeng from doing bad things, Qing Yu sealed Xuanfeng's memories and made him truly a demented old man. Now that Qing Yu's purpose has been achieved, there is no need to seal Xuanfeng.

Even, Qing Yu will still be able to use Xuanfeng in the future.

Xuan Feng is dedicated to the True Martial Arts, as long as it is beneficial to the True Martial Sect, he is willing to do it. Many years ago, he succumbed to Xuan Chen for the stability of the True Martial Sect, and now, he will also succumb to Qing Yu.

This is an excellent tool man, that is, he does not give in, and he can also be with Xuanzheng and them.

As the memory reopened, Xuanfeng's godless eyes gradually brightened. The first time he regained his sense of self, he saw the figure of the white-haired Taoist.

Then, without hesitation, Xuan Feng gathered the true qi of his whole body and struck at Qing Yu.

"Roar—"

The shape of a white tiger flashed in the air, and the energy of Gengjin hit Qing Yu hard, but it was difficult to have any effect.

"You ·······" Xuan Feng looked at his hands in disbelief, and then at Qing Yu, who was light and breezy.

His sea of consciousness stayed before he was sealed with his memory, and at that time, Qing Yu's strength was only in the True Dan Realm. The last fragment of Xuan Feng's memory is that he failed to sneak attack Qing Yu, but was restrained by Qing Yu. After that, it's gone.

"Uncle Xuanfeng," Qing Yu looked down at Xuanfeng, "You slept comfortably this night?"

"Sleep ······"

In Xuan Feng's mind, there seemed to be countless fragments flashing through him, which were the scenes he had unconsciously witnessed as an elderly person with dementia. Among them, Qing Yu, Xuan Zhen, and Xuan Zhen appeared the most often.

He couldn't help but hold his head, and then glanced at Tonghua and Xuanqi nearby, and finally realized that a long time had passed, and it might even be so long that everything had settled.

"What's wrong with the True Martial Sect?" Xuan Feng asked subconsciously.

"Xuan Chen was intercepted and killed outside, and was replaced, and the poor Dao couldn't bear the sect to fall into the hands of traitors, so he set things right and killed the traitors, and now the Zhenwu Sect can be regarded as having recovered its original appearance. Qing Yu skipped the events of this time in a word, and put gold on his face.

"The boss is dead, and someone is pretending to be the boss······" Xuan Feng fell into a huge stunned moment again, muttering to himself in disbelief with a face full of disbelief.

For him, it's just a matter of closing his eyes, and as soon as he opens his eyes, this true martial arts sect has already changed the sky. The huge changes made it difficult for Xuanfeng, a master of the True Dan Realm, to adapt.

"Qing Yu. ”

Behind him, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded, Qing Yu looked back, but saw that Xuan Yu was suddenly awake at this time, looking at himself with burning eyes.

"Qing Yu, when did you find out about the identity of the Xuanfa?" he asked.

"It was really confirmed that he was not dead, or when he returned to the True Martial Arts Gate that day, after the coffin was opened and the autopsy was conducted. Qing Yu smiled, didn't hide it, and replied directly.

"Open the coffin for an autopsy?" Xuan Yu's brows furrowed deeply, and he found that his understanding of Qing Yu had remained superficial.

This master and nephew had no respect for the Xuanfa in his eyes, and in order to confirm that the Xuanfa was still alive, he did not hesitate to get up the coffin and open the coffin for an autopsy.

After that, he did not hesitate to make a move, and the Xuan Fa appeared and killed him.

Xuanyu only felt that his next words were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out. He wanted to ask why the master and apprentice were facing each other, and why they could be so ruthless. But now, Xuanyu takes it for granted.

This pair of masters and apprentices who are deep and ruthless in the city government are naturally not stingy with means in order to achieve their goals. Where did so much come from, why?

Not only did Xuanyu not see through Qing Yu, but he also didn't look at the Xuanfa.

"The two uncles, as well as the uncles and ancestors, will be succeeded by Poor Dao in February of the next year. Think about what options you have to make. The True Martial Arts Sect is about to change, and the helmsman of this big ship has changed in the future.

I don't want to say much else, at least I can guarantee that the True Martial Sect will be better and stronger than in Xuan Chen's hands. This ship will never sink in my hands, it will only ride the wind and waves and move forward forever. ”

After speaking, Qing Yu waved his sleeves lightly and left Wanfa Peak.

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Daqian, within six doors.

Ning Wuming put down the information he had just gotten in his hand and rubbed his brows a little distractedly.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong?" Qin Xihai couldn't help but ask with concern when he saw this.

"Qing Yu defeated Xuan Chen, suppressed the opposition of the True Martial Sect, and will succeed to the position of head of the True Martial Sect in February of the following year. Ning Wuming handed over the information in his hand to Qin Xihai.

"This ······" Qin Xihai cursed the information and said in disbelief, "How can he be so powerful?"

"I've been trying to overestimate Qing Yu, but I didn't expect to underestimate him. The current Qing Yu can be said to be a hidden dragon ascending to heaven and becoming a big man in the world. He controls the True Martial Sect, and with the help of the Northern Zhou, it is no longer something we can deal with if we want to. ”

Ning Wuming thought about it, and finally decided: "Suspend the operation against Qing Yu, we don't have enough spare strength to deal with him at the moment." ”

"But the Shadow King is now ready to go, if he doesn't reduce the help of Qing Yu in advance, it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future. Qin Xihai said.

"Don't worry, Qing Yu is not the kind of minion of the Shadow King, he has his own ambitions. Now, the Shadow King may not be able to control Qing Yu. The relationship between the two of them is not as stable as imagined. ”

Ning Wuming seemed to have a wisdom bead in his hand, and there was both a stubbornness in his words that he couldn't do it, but also a strong self-confidence, "Qing Yu is ambitious, and coupled with his former identity as Gongzi Yu, even if we don't do it, there are enough enemies to find the door." Look, this guy who has been playing in the shadows, now on the stage, maybe how many people are staring at him?

Now we just need to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and wait for the opportunity to take advantage of it. ”

Qing Yu's strength made Ning Wuming unwilling to suspend his hatred and wait for the opportunity. This timing will never be too long, Ning Wuming has this intuition.