Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 236

"At his age, there are really not many disciples with such a peaceful mind."

Song Shuwen raised his head and looked at Liu Xingyuan meaningfully.

Liu Xingyuan was sent out of Qiushui by Liu Qingqing at the beginning because of his stubborn personality and wanted him to sharpen his temper in Qiushui.

"Uncle Song, what do you think I am doing, I have changed a lot now."

Liu Xingyuan said with some dissatisfaction.

"How do you talk to Uncle Song?"

Liu Qingqing glared at Liu Xingyuan and continued:
"Go out and play for a while, and come pick me up when I go down the mountain."

"Okay, mother!"

When Liu Xingyuan heard the words, he went out as if he had received an amnesty.

Frowning and looking at the back of Liu Xingyuan who ran out in a hurry, Liu Qingqing shook her head, then looked softly at Song Shuwen again and said:

"It would be fine if I could sit still during the usual days, but this month, with the Deng Tianyun above my head, I think it's a bit unusual to be able to sit still."

After all, Qiushui is in charge of discipline, so Liu Qingqing's perspective on things is obviously different from Song Shuwen's.

"Yes……"

Song Shuwen patted his head and said:
"To be able to sit still at this time is no longer an ordinary peace of mind."

Song Shuwen seemed a little embarrassed about his negligence.

"Brother, you only called me this time, you are not just afraid of making this matter bigger?"

Liu Qingqing asked.

"Junior Sister, you saw it."

Song Shuwen chuckled.

"Brother, do you know something?"

Liu Qingqing asked with some doubts.

"Which part are you referring to, Junior Sister?"

Song Shuwen said.

"The whole thing."

Liu Qingqing said.

"Although I have known Li Yunsheng for a long time, and there are many surprises in this child, I am really surprised that he practiced magic skills."

Song Shuwen said.

"Whether he has cultivated or not, in fact, I have to meet him in person before I can be sure."

Liu Qingqing shook her head.

"However, if he really practiced the magic technique of the demon clan, how should you deal with it?"

she asked.

"Then we have to see which senior in Qiushui taught him."

Song Shuwen laughed.

"Do you still need to ask, it is naturally from the Demon Race..."

Hearing the words, Liu Qingqing blurted out some disapproval at first, then opened her mouth as if she had suddenly realized, and asked, "You mean... he was taught by those people?!"

"Just my guess."

Song Shuwen shook his head and said:

"When Mr. Da and I went to visit those old seniors, we happened to meet him and his master Yang Wanli."

"It turns out that these old guys are really still alive as rumored!"

Liu Qingqing was surprised.

"Then why don't you ask them directly?"

She didn't understand.

"After that meeting, those old people modified the formation in front of the door, and it's not easy for me to forcefully break the formation. Unless they come out, I can't see them even if I want to."

Song Shuwen looked bitter.

"Not even seeing you?"

Liu Qingqing was very surprised.

"right…"

Song Shuwen's face was full of helplessness.

Although he didn't say anything, there was still some resentment in his heart.

"They didn't even see you. Could it be that they are going to meet a mere disciple of Baiyun Temple?"

Liu Qingqing continued to ask.

"A while ago, this Li Yunsheng did go out frequently, but he didn't go to a few old seniors, so I don't know. After all, I can't find their current residence."

Song Shuwen took a sip of tea and smiled bitterly.

"That's why I only called you here. If it was really taught by those old seniors, this matter shouldn't cause too much trouble."

He sighed.

"The tempers of these ancestors are really hard to figure out."

Liu Qingqing doesn't seem to have a good impression of these seniors.

"Does anyone else know about this?"

she asked:
"I mean, does Zhu Bailian know?"

"Should not know."

Song Shuwen shook his head.

"Actually, few people in the sect know that this senior is still alive. If I hadn't become the head of this generation, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen them until now."

He smiled wryly.

"Then how do you explain to Zhu Bailian?"

she asked over her shoulder.

"How else can I explain? If those old ancestors really did this, he can only shut up, and..."

Song Shuwen's gaze became extremely serious:

"He did this because he wanted to divert everyone's attention. He wanted to shift the focus of the matter of Mount Fengtai from his disciple Shi Wenxuan who was bewitched by the demons to Li Yunsheng of Baiyun Temple. Don't you know? How could Shi Wenxuan be bewitched? It's clearly a self-willed depravity!"

Speaking of this, Song Shuwen's expression was obviously tinged with anger.

"Brother, don't get excited."

Liu Qingqing comforted and said:

"Zhu Bailian is just trying to save face. Everything else is fine. We are surrounded by wolves in Qiushui. It's best not to mess up and make outsiders laugh at us."

"Master Song, who are you talking about depraved?"

At this moment, an unusually burly figure walked in at the door of the Palace of Forgotten Words.

It was none other than Zhu Bailian, the master of the Xuanwu Pavilion.

"Master Song, I..."

Behind Zhu Bailian, a disciple guarding the door hesitated to speak with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Bring a chair to Pavilion Master Zhu."

Song Shuwen said to the disciple with an expression.

"Need not."

Zhu Bailian waved his hand.

"I'm standing!"

He said proudly.

But after he finished speaking, a few figures came again in front of Wangyan Hall. Song Shuwen raised his eyes and felt his scalp tingling, because these people were the masters of the pavilions in the caves and paradises of Qiushui.

"Brother, you don't want to make a big deal out of it. It looks like someone is going to make a big deal out of it."

Liu Qingqing smiled secretly.

These people who came here uninvited did not need to ask her to know that Zhu Bailian had invited them.

Hearing this, Song Shuwen turned pale with anger, and said in a low voice:
"This Zhu Bailian, why is he as stupid as a pig? Since you are going to make a big fuss, let me see how you will end up!"

He sat down on the chair with a look of indifference.

"Hey, Master Song, where is he? Where's that little bastard in Baiyunguan? Killed my Xuanwu Pavilion disciple, so there's no one to explain?"

Zhu Bailian turned his head to look at Song Shuwen, and asked provocatively.

...

Where is Li Yunsheng?
On the way, of course.

After returning from Fengtai Mountain, Li Yunsheng almost entered a state of retreat. Except for the things in the daily meditation, he hardly went out, not even the Xinyu Tower.

The reason why he stayed behind closed doors was firstly to recuperate his injuries, and secondly because the sky-climbing cloud above his head brought him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He began to desperately save real yuan into Qilin's bones, which was the only thing that could increase his sense of security.

In order to save his true energy, he has recently started to consume his soul.So his current state of cultivation is to consume the soul to obtain the true essence, and then replenish the soul from the illusory realm, and then turn the soul into the true essence again, and so on.

Although the process was very difficult, the effect was obvious, because in less than a month, he had already filled half of the unicorn bone.

And this time after the fierce battle with the demons, it was a blessing in disguise. After returning, he unexpectedly found that the second unicorn bone in his body had been ignited.

If it weren't for the secret order issued by the acting head this morning, Li Yunsheng might still be practicing quietly at this time.

"The Palace of Forgotten Words..."

Looking up from the foot of Qiushui Peak, Li Yunsheng said with emotion: "The last time I came here was when I just entered Qiushui."

(End of this chapter)