Chapter 27 Shurazi

Volume 1, Chapter 27

In the middle of the night, Qin Ming came to the foot of Yaoshan again, and the roar that had just been suppressed resounded again, echoing in the depths of Yaoshan. Looking at it from a distance, the golden light flickered, the mist was surging, and the rumbling sound of the ground breaking down could be vaguely heard.

Qin Ming tried to take a few steps forward, and the roar suddenly became violent, even the entire mountain of medicine seemed to tremble.

"What exactly is imprisoned inside?"

Qin Ming began to feel uneasy, who would dare to approach such a strange thing? Will it be calling me over to occupy the Shura Sword?

"It's you again!" Ling Xue appeared, her tone no longer polite.

"What's inside?" Qin Ming asked.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, step back!"

"The dignified Qingyunzong can't control it? Why let it roar?"

"Get out!"

"It's affecting my sleep, you'd better take care of it." Qin Ming pointed at Yaoshan and turned to leave.

Ling Xue was speechless, but something strange happened again. Qin Ming had just left when the roaring stopped abruptly.

The next morning, Qin Ming had just finished delivering the goods, and he came to Yaoshan with a stone jar. When he came, the roar sounded again in Yaoshan. Although it was not particularly intense, it still alerted the four or five mountains near Yaoshan, and thousands of disciples.

Many people are beginning to feel uneasy. It used to be late at night. What happened today?

Qin Ming woke up Yaoshan and turned to leave. When he left, the roaring stopped quickly and there was no movement.

For several days in a row, Qin Ming would wander around Yaoshan from time to time, and every time he would startle with a roar. He is sending a message inside, don't always greet me, I won't go in! By the way, stimulate the elders of Qingyunzong, and quickly solve this trouble. But outsiders don't know the situation, and even many elders are wondering, could it be really overwhelmed? Should special measures be taken?

Today, a special team descended from the foot of Qingyunzong Mountain.

Eight men and women rode eight black tigers and horses of heroic and martial arts, stopped in front of the sect gate, and looked up at the three giant characters of vigor on the majestic mountain in front of them - Qingyunzong.

"Qingyunzong, this is the first time I've come here." The leader of the young man was dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes. He has a sturdy stature, bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, and a slanted arc at the corners of his mouth.

"Qingyunzong is one of the eight sects in the Northern Territory. Although it is low-key, it has been prosperous for hundreds of years and has a profound foundation." The man on the left has gray hair, but he is neatly combed, and his clothes are neat and luxurious, without the slightest trace of long-distance travel. The corners of his clothes are clean, his face is fair, he can't see the slightest bit of old age, and his temperament is capable.

"I'm here for that Yueqing, I hope I won't be disappointed." The young man leaped forward.

A disciple at the foot of the main gate mountain in front of them had noticed them and greeted them in advance, shouting coldly from a distance: "Stop! Get off the horse! This is the Qingyun Sect."

The young man rode the black tiger horse straight forward, and the black tiger horse raised its head arrogantly, with no intention of stopping. The team at the back followed closely, with a similarly arrogant attitude, and ignored these disciples.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were about to draw their swords to warn, when a senior disciple who led the team suddenly recognized the special embroidery patterns on these people's cloaks: "Mansion of the Mang King?"

The teenager showed the gold medal on his waist: "Inform your suzerain, welcome Cao Wujiang in the Mansion Palace."

The old man who accompanied him smiled lightly: "Lengshan, the Mansion of the Mang King, please see the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect."

The main peak of Qingyun, Qingxiao Hall.

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect and several elders are waiting here in person.

The influence and strength of the Mansion King's Mansion is comparable to that of the Qingyun Sect, but it is slightly higher than the Qingyun Sect in terms of status and background.

"Senior brother, long time no see." The gray-haired man smiled softly and bowed to the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect at the head of the main hall.

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect looked a little cold, first glanced at Cao Wujiang, and then said indifferently: "Junior Brother Lengshan, stay safe."

"Brother Meng misses, it's not bad." The man sat down with the young prince of the palace, and nodded to the elders of Qingyunzong in turn: "I haven't returned to Qingyunzong for more than ten years. Everyone, do you still remember me Lengshan?"

A female elder said indifferently: "One of the seven heroes of the Mansion Palace, the 'Liuyang Wolf' Baishan."

The man chuckled: "I'm talking about the identity of my Qingyun Sect."

A slightly chubby elder blew the tea leaves in the teacup and took a sip: "The day you left Qingyunzong, you were no longer a member of Qingyunzong."

"Regardless of whether Qingyunzong recognizes me or not, I have always regarded Qingyunzong as my home and everyone as my classmate."

"Really?" The slightly fat elder narrowed his eyes.

"Twenty years, no matter where I go, I always remember that I came from the Qingyun Sect, and this is my first home."

"Enough." The teacup in the hand of the slightly fat elder shattered, and the hot hot water was sprinkled on the table: "When you murdered the Qingyunzong elder and attacked the Qingyunzong Lingshi Mine, why didn't you remember that you were from the Qingyunzong. people?"

"That was more than ten years ago. Didn't I apologize afterwards?"

"Your so-called apology is to send back the head?" The slightly fat elder suddenly stood up and pointed at Baishan angrily.

"Everyone expresses their apology in a different way. If it wasn't for the love of the same family, you might not be able to see the head." Bai Shan's last words were very low, vaguely hidden in his soft laughter.

"You..." The elders of Qingyunzong all stood up.

"All sit down." The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect was not angry but arrogant. "Baishan, after the incident happened more than ten years ago, you are no longer a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. Today, I am here to meet you. I am looking at your identity in the Mansion Palace, the young master by your side, the Wujiang son."

"I'm here today, and I'm here on behalf of the Mansion Mansion." Bai Shan's fingertips were light on the tabletop, and he raised his voice to the door: "The distinguished guests are visiting, but you don't know how to watch tea? Don't you disciples know the etiquette?"

The disciples outside the door ignored it, until the slightly fat elder coughed twice, only a few disciples came in with tea and placed them beside Baishan and the little prince Cao Wujiang.

Baishan picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it for a while: "The water of Qingyunzong, the tea of ​​Qingyunzong, I haven't tasted it in nearly 20 years."

The young master Cao Wujiang just touched the teacup, but didn't hold it up. He ignored the tense atmosphere in the main hall, as if it had nothing to do with him, his eyes drifted outside from time to time, there were some Qingyunzong disciples standing there.

After Bai Shan finished tasting the tea, he said in a hurry, "I'm here today to congratulate you on behalf of the Mansion Palace. I heard that you have cultivated a genius descendant named Yueqing. Just sixteen years old, he has already reached the Xuanwu realm."

"Your news is very well-informed." The female elder snorted coldly.

Baishan put down the tea cup and smiled at the sect master: "Will Yueqing participate in the eight tea parties?"

"Does the matter of the eight tea parties have anything to do with your Mangwang Mansion?"

In the land of the Northern Territory, five kings rule the roost, and eight sects are held together. These are the dominant places in the eyes of the world, and the holy land of martial arts in the hearts of countless warriors. The Qingyun Sect is one of the eight sects in the Northern Territory and has a distinguished status.

Every two years, the eight sects will hold a tea party, the giants will meet, the elders will meet, and there will be competitions among the disciples of each sect.

This is a centuries-old tradition passed down among the eight great sects, and it is their way of proclaiming the dominance of the Northern Territory.

Over time, the eight tea parties have become an important gathering in the Northern Territory. The discussions among the disciples were also endowed with special significance and became a stage for the Eight Sects to showcase their rookie elites. The top five will be selected at each tea party, and they will be given not only prizes but also names.

If anyone can pick a name at the eight tea parties, they will definitely be famous in the Northern Territory.

At every tea party, the eight sects would bring their best disciples there. On the one hand, they would try their best to compete for a good ranking, and on the other hand, they had to observe the outstanding disciples of the other sect.

The performance of the disciples has also indirectly become the standard to reflect the potential of each sect. After all, the birth of a genius will undoubtedly affect the strength of the sect in the future.

Leng Shan's smile did not diminish: "For three consecutive eight tea parties, none of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect made it into the top five, not even the top ten places. Is the Qingyun Sect about to decline? There is no ability to cultivate geniuses. Or are the other seven sects getting stronger?"

"You are in the Mansion of Mang King, and you have been paying attention to Qingyunzong. You have a heart. It's just a few tea parties, and it's not enough to affect the status of Qingyunzong."

"It doesn't affect the status, it affects the face. But this time there is finally hope. With Yueqing's talent, it should be no problem to advance to the top five. On behalf of the Mang Palace, I came here to congratulate in advance."

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect and several elders are suspicious, and there is no such thing as congratulations in advance? When did King Mang Mansion care so much about Qingyunzong?

"There were some misunderstandings between the Mansion and the Qingyun Sect in the past, and the relationship has not been handled well. This time, the King of Mang arranged me to come here on purpose to ease the relationship. Brother, what do you think?"

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect did not express his position, but speculated about the intention of Leng Shan to come this time. When he was young, he had a good relationship with Leng Shan, but since Leng Shan left the Qingyun Sect twenty years ago and went out to explore, his temperament became more and more strange, and the two sides began to alienate. Show loyalty and raise a sword to Qingyunzong.

After so many years, Lengshan's strength has become stronger and stronger, and his status in the Mang King's Mansion has become higher and higher, until he ranks as one of the seven heroes, becoming the absolute confidant of the Mang King, and has a strong reputation in the entire Northern Territory. However, Lengshan has never returned to Qingyunzong to admit his mistake, nor has he eased the relationship between Qingyunzong and the Mansion of Mang King. Today, he suddenly remembered that he eased? Or come with the prince of the palace?

Leng Shan waited unhurriedly for a while: "The young master has always been yearning for the Qingyun Sect. This is the first time I have come here. Can you arrange for someone to take him around?"

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect signaled to arrange a disciple outside.

"See you later." Cao Wujiang got up and saluted, exchanged glances with Leng Shan without a trace, and walked out of the main hall.