Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 61 Heartbreaker

In the main hall of Qingyun Mountain, Longshou Peak, and Kelu Hall, Qi Hao, the head disciple of Longshou Peak, sat on the main seat with a solemn expression.

Since this period of time, Qi Hao has acted as the head of the sect for ten years like a day, conscientiously and conscientiously fulfilling his duties. Although he does not have the name of the head of the sect, he is already the head of the sect in the eyes of the disciples of Longshou Peak.

Today is the day when the disciples of Longshou Peak preached. Since Taoist Cangsong disappeared ten years ago, Qi Hao has been doing the preaching on Longshou Peak until today.

"If you follow the Tao, you will advance, if you are not the Tao, you will retreat. Do not follow evil paths, and do not deceive the dark room. Accumulate virtue and merit, and be kind to things. If you want to be a god, you should do [-] good deeds. If you want to be an immortal, you should do three hundred good deeds." Gou may move out of righteousness and act against reason. Use evil as ability, endure to do harm. The heart starts from goodness, although the goodness has not been done, but the auspicious god has followed. Or the heart starts from evil, although the evil is not done, but The evil god has followed. Some of them have done evil things, and then repented, refrain from doing evil, and practice all good."

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps disrupted the progress of Qi Hao's preaching, and a disciple of Longshou Peak walked in with the footsteps.

"What's the matter?" Qi Hao asked slightly displeased when the sermon was interrupted for no reason, frowning.

The disciple of Longshou Peak clasped his hands and said: "Senior brother, someone from the mountain sent up a jade ring, saying that it is related to the life and death of disciples of Longshou Peak, so I must hand it over to the senior brother."

"Yuhuan?" Qi Hao showed a look of doubt on his face, and said, "Show me."

The disciple of Longshou Peak stepped forward, took out a jade ring from his bosom, and handed it to Qi Hao.

Qi Hao took Yuhuan, just glanced at it inadvertently, and then froze on the spot with a panicked expression.

I saw Qi Hao holding a milky white jade ring with bloodstains in his hand. The jade ring was crystal clear, and there was an elegant and simple "Yu" character engraved on the side, but the groove carved by the "Yu" character was soaked with dried blood. , which is particularly eye-catching.

"This is?" Fang Chao, who was standing beside Qihao, came up, looked at the jade ring, and asked uneasily in surprise.

"This is the birthday present I gave my junior brother 13 years ago. I'm afraid my junior brother may be in danger." Qi Hao nodded, his voice full of worry.

Fang Chao's face was heavy, he thought for a while, and then said: "Little brother has a very high level of cultivation, and there are not many people who can hurt him. Could this be a trap?"

Fang Chao once witnessed Lin Jingyu defeating the famous Azure Dragon Envoy of Ghost King Zong with an extremely domineering swordplay.Although he didn't know the name of that type of sword formula, he knew that even Master Cangsong Taoist might not be able to take over the power of that sword easily. How could Lin Jingyu be seriously injured with such a cultivation level? Woolen cloth?

Qi Hao looked at the jade ring in his hand, shook his head, and said: "In the whole world, there are only a few people who know that this jade ring was given to my junior brother by me, so it should be true."

Qihao put Yuhuan in his arms, and said to the disciple of Longshou Peak who came to report the news: "Where did you get Yuhuan from, take me there quickly."

More than a dozen streamers of colorful light gushed out from Longshou Peak, cut through the sky, brought piercing wind noises, and finally landed in a remote village at the foot of the mountain.

At the door of an ordinary dwelling in the village, Qi Hao and the others stopped in their tracks.

The disciple of Longshou Peak who delivered the letter before pointed to this dwelling and said, "Senior Brother Qi, this is it."

Qihao nodded, then suddenly drew out the icy ice sword, and said to the juniors beside him, "Let's go in."

The disciples of Longshou Peak all agreed, each sacrificed their immortal swords, and followed Qi Hao into the room.

The fairy swords in the hands of the Longshou Peak disciples were all extraordinary. For a moment, the entire small courtyard was filled with colorful rays of light, which were so colorful and beautiful.

Qi Hao stood in front of the disciples, carefully opened the door, looked around, and suddenly found that the figure lying on the bed was a man.

Qi Hao's heart trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly strode forward.

"Junior Brother, what's the matter with you!" Looking at the pale Lin Jingyu, Qi Hao felt that his heart was bleeding.

Lin Jingyu has always been the pride of Longshou Peak, but now, the most outstanding young genius of Longshou Peak, the most favored disciple of Master Cangsong Taoist, and the most beloved junior brother of his brothers, is lying quietly on the bed, This is how he can accept it!

Especially Qi Hao, in his eyes, Lin Jingyu is not only his junior, but also his younger brother.

"Who did it!" Seeing Lin Jingyu's lifeless appearance, Longshou Peak's seniors asked furiously, gnashing their teeth.

Qi Hao gently picked Lin Jingyu up from the bed, and said, "We'll talk about this matter when Junior Brother wakes up, the most urgent thing is to heal Junior Brother's injuries. Uncle Dazhu Fengtian's medical skills are extremely high, so let's quickly send Junior Brother to Dazhu peak."

Concern is chaotic, Qi Hao and others came and went in a hurry, so that in the rush, they didn't see the goose yellow figure quietly hiding outside the window.

In the shadows, Jin Ping'er looked at Lin Jingyu who was taken away by Qihao, sighed quietly, and said to himself: "Don't worry, you were injured to save me, if even Qingyunmen can't cure you, I will kill you You stole from the mountain to take care of you for the rest of your life."

Jin Ping'er's eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes were watery, and she looked sad, but she was still a demon cult monster who did all kinds of evil, and she was clearly an infatuated girl who fell in love.

If you hadn't seen this scene with your own eyes, no one would believe it.

On the Big Bamboo Peak of Qingyun Mountain, black bamboos are swaying in the forest all the year round, spring and autumn are always the same.

On the back mountain of Big Bamboo Peak, the small courtyard surrounded by bamboo forests, Zhang Xiaofan's former residence, the evening breeze brings a little bit of coolness.

On that wooden bed which was not spacious, Lin Jingyu was pale and lay peacefully on it.

Beside him, a woman in pure white clothes was sitting beside him, quietly holding his hand, weeping quietly.

She raised her pale right hand, and gently stroked Lin Jingyu's handsome cheek, recalling Tian Buyi's words in her mind.

"Nephew Lin was injured by an extremely yang technique. This technique is extremely powerful and has the air of fire. Nephew Lin's meridians have been burned to pieces, and it is difficult to cure him. Those who can save him His life is also a blessing, if he wants to restore his cultivation, there is no other way unless the Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth."

She still remembered Qi Hao's ashen expression at that time, so why wasn't she like that at that time?

Lin Jingyu is still young, after more than ten years of penance, his life has just begun.He was the pride of Longshou Peak, but he fell before he had time to show his talent to the world. If he wakes up, how should he face himself? Fate is really unfair!

Lu Xueqi lay quietly on Lin Jingyu's chest, and pressed her cheek against Lin Jingyu's heart. She could still hear Lin Jingyu's weak heartbeat, her black hair was like a waterfall, falling down on Lin Jingyu's body, and her cold tears Gradually wet Lin Jingyu's snow-white front.

"If you can't recover, I will protect you for the rest of your life." Lu Xueqi said softly to him and herself.

It was already late at night, the wind outside the window was still there, and the disciples of Dazhu Peak had already fallen asleep.

Accompanied by the sound of bamboo waves, a black figure quietly appeared outside the door like a ghost in the dark night.

"Squeak", with a sour sound, the old wooden door was slowly pushed open.

"Senior Sister Lu, is Jingyu okay?" The black figure stared blankly at Lin Jingyu who was lying on the bed, and asked cautiously.

Lu Xueqi didn't answer her question directly, but instead asked: "Are you Guili or Zhang Xiaofan?"

After a brief silence, the black figure froze for a moment and asked, "Is this important?"

Lu Xueqi nodded, and took Lin Jingyu's hand: "This is what he cares most about. Do you think it's important?"

The black figure paused, looked at the familiar face, and fell silent.

In this world, there are too many people who owe him, Qingyun Sect, Ghost King Sect, Tianyin Temple...

But there is only one exception, and that is Lin Jingyu who is lying on the bed at this time. Lin Jingyu has taken care of her since she was a child, and protected him. It was later that they became enemies, and Lin Jingyu never forgot his brother.

Facing Lin Jingyu like this, how could he be ruthless.

Finally, he wavered. Facing this good brother who didn't know his life or death, he wavered. His heart that had been hardened for ten years still melted.

This time, just like in Changhe City, he looked at Lin Jingyu's face and said calmly: "I am Zhang Xiaofan."

Lu Xueqi's cold expression finally eased, she sighed, and said slowly: "His meridians have been cut off, although he managed to save his life, but his cultivation has been completely lost, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover."

"What!" Zhang Xiaofan stayed on the spot as if struck by lightning, after a long while, he couldn't say a word, but in the moonlight, Lu Xueqi could vaguely see that the corners of his eyes had gradually become moist.

(End of this chapter)