Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 39 Night Rain
In Tongtian Peak Yuqing Hall, the Daoist statue of the Three Purities that Zhang Xiaofan smashed yesterday is still shattered, but the disciple kneeling on the ground has changed.

Lin Jingyu knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and heard Daoxuan's majestic and angry voice.

"Lin Jingyu, you are a disciple of the law enforcement elder, you should abide by the sect rules and set an example for Qing Yun's disciples, but what have you done!"

Reverend Daoxuan personally ordered Zhang Xiaofan to be confined, Lin Jingyu's private indulgence of Zhang Xiaofan violated Reverend Daoxuan's will, violated Qingyun sect's rules, Reverend Daoxuan's anger at this moment can be imagined.

Faced with Daoxuan's overwhelming anger, Lin Jingyu knelt down on the ground, his expression remained normal, and he replied without raising his head: "Disciple Lin Jingyu privately indulged the devil Zhang Xiaofan, and he knew he had made a big mistake. Punishment by the master master."

Lin Jingyu's voice was flat, seemingly calm, but he paused intentionally when he said the word "monster of the demon world", but after such a pause, everyone in the field could hear the dissatisfaction and grievance in his heart. Know his relationship with Zhang Xiaofan.

Lin Jingyu complained about Zhang Xiaofan's grievances in his heart, everyone knew this, but Lin Jingyu said such words in front of everyone, to some extent deliberately contradicted Master Daoxuan.

As soon as Lin Jingyu said those words, the disciples who cared about Lin Jingyu suddenly felt their hearts twist.

"Okay, very good." Reverend Daoxuan who stood at the top snorted softly, glanced at Lin Jingyu, and said coldly: "Longshou Peak disciple Lin Jingyu privately manipulated Zhang Xiaofan and violated the rules of the sect. From now on , and punish Lin Jingyu to guard the spirit in the ancestor's ancestral hall for ten years!"

ten years!The patriarch's ancestral hall is sparsely populated, and the conditions are extremely poor. Not to mention ten years, I am afraid that one year will be very difficult.

As soon as Reverend Daoxuan finished speaking, Qi Hao and Lu Xueqi showed anxiety on their faces, and they hurried forward, wanting to intercede for Lin Jingyu, but before they could open their mouths, Reverend Daoxuan dropped a sentence Said: "This matter is settled like this, no one is allowed to intercede."

After finishing speaking, he left everyone in the Yuqing Palace behind and left with a flick of his sleeves.

There are two important places in the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain, one is the most important holy place of Qingyunmen "Huanyue Cave Mansion", where the astonishingly talented Patriarch Qingye retreated and enlightened thousands of years ago, since then Qingyunmen's crown jewel Absolutely the world, the leader of the pack.After Patriarch Qingye, Huanyue Cave Mansion became the most sacred place of Qingyunmen, and only the head of the Qingyunmen could enter this place for thousands of years.

The other place is the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

As the name suggests, it is naturally the place where the patriarchs of Qingyun Sect are enshrined. From Qingyunzi who founded Qingyun Sect to Patriarch Qingye to the ancestors of all generations, all have spiritual seats in this ancestral hall of the ancestors, and incense is burned every day.Moreover, on every important day, Qingyun Sect will come here under the leadership of the head to solemnly worship the ancestors, which can be regarded as an important place in Qingyun Sect.

But except for the days of ancestor worship, this place is extremely deserted.

On the huge open space, stands the majestic ancestral hall of the ancestors. The four corners of the ancestral hall are cornices, the glazed tile roof, and the red pillars of the antique house number, all of which seem to tell the history of the past in this tranquility.

Under the edge of the wide corridor, Lin Jingyu in white was holding the icy Dragon Slaying Sword, leaning on the railing, looking outside, silently in a daze.

Tonight's night is dark and rainy, and the piercing mountain wind blows from afar, blowing on Lin Jingyu's thin white clothes.

Lin Jingyu didn't seem to notice the chill that hit his body at all, he just sat there like this, for several hours, until late at night.

One month, just one month, the teacher who preached and taught the karma left, and the good brother who grew up with him left. Although there is a clue to the vengeance that I have never forgotten since childhood, Tianyin Temple has a huge background, and it is difficult to repay it for a while. .

The world is fickle, I'm afraid there is nothing more than this.

Looking at the pattering rain, recalling the little things that happened these days, Lin Jingyu's eyes were slightly sour, thinking about it, the resentment in his heart was uncontrollable, as if it was about to explode from his chest.

The betrayal of the teacher, the departure of a good brother, and the endless family feud, all gathered in his heart at this moment.

His chest was so oppressive that he just wanted to look up to the sky and scream, wantonly shouting.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu couldn't sit still anymore!

"Clang"

A sound of dragon chant sounded in his ears, Lin Jingyu suddenly pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword from his bosom, and jumped to the open space in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall.

The dragon-slaying sword is as green as autumn water and as deep as an abyss. Under Lin Jingyu's urging, it overflows with blue light, and it directly reflects the open space paved with white marble into blue color.

Lin Jingyu held the sword in one hand, stood in front of the hall, let the cold rain mixed with hot tears wet his handsome face, maybe only in this way, he could lie to himself, tell himself that he didn't cry, he was still the same proud Strong Lin Jingyu.

Slowly, he raised his right hand holding the sword, drew a dazzling sword flower in the air, and danced slowly.For a moment, the blue light flickered, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

The sound of wind and rain, mixed with the sound of the dragon-slaying sword piercing through the air, rose and fell in front of the patriarch's ancestral hall, which startled the birds that had been hiding in the trees to avoid the rain, and also the old sweeper.

The old man quietly came to the corridor of the ancestor's ancestral hall, and quietly looked at Lin Jingyu who was dancing the sword in front of him, a look of nostalgia flashed across his wrinkled old face, as if he was looking at himself when he was young.

"At such a young age, I can still hold on until now before venting. Daoxuan is right. This child is the best choice in terms of temperament and talent." The old man stood not far away, staring at the Lin Jingyu, who was waving, couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the rain is becoming more and more urgent, and the sound of crackling rain gradually becomes denser.

Bean-sized rainwater hit Lin Jingyu's hair, face, and clothes through layers of sword light, wetting his whole body, the rain mixed with tears, continuously dripping down Lin Jingyu's cheeks, It dripped on the white marble floor, and splashed little by little.

The pain and distress in his heart made him forget the coldness on his body, and he just waved it under the rain, waving it non-stop, forgetting the time, the place, and his own body until he was exhausted, Dizzy until he passed out in this endless rainy night.

With a "bang", he fell down and fell on the white and smooth floor.He finally couldn't bear this internal and external suffering anymore, even though he was a Taoist body, even though he was young and heroic, even though he was the self-proclaimed strong Lin Jingyu.

He fell down, but he didn't know that on this rainy night, on the Xiaozhu Peak not far away, there was another woman wearing a thin plain dress, leaning against the window alone, staring in the direction of Tongtian Peak from a distance, Worrying and sighing for him, it's hard to sleep.

"Your Majesty, Lu Xueqi, a disciple of Little Bamboo Peak, would like to change her lifespan for a hundred years in exchange for brother Lin's present life being safe and free from disasters and difficulties. If Lord Dao hears about it, I hope Lord Dao will see his disciple's sincerity, and everything will come true."

The woman in plain clothes put her hands on her chest, her beautiful eyes were lightly closed, and she said softly.

(End of this chapter)