The mountain wind whistled past, making people tremble.

Qin Liuxi and the others saw the Three Pure Gods who were ten feet tall in front of them.

The Sanqing in front of me is not a golden bronze statue, but a painted mud statue. However, the wind, sun and rain, the painted has long been weathered and disappeared. The mud statue sitting cross-legged is missing its arms, and the mud body has holes. I don’t know what is digging holes in it. Only the mud statue is still complete, and can we still recognize who is who?

Qin Liuxi sighed.

Fei Chai knelt on the ground and cried heartbrokenly.

Qin Liuxi instructed Teng Zhao and the others to clean up, and she took out some incense and candles from Qiankun bag.

Regardless of whether this site has been passed down or not, since it has arrived and is the predecessor of Qingping Temple, these disciples and grandchildren must have expressed their feelings.

Qin Liuxi took a clean cotton cloth, leaped her toe, and carefully wiped the head portrait with the cotton cloth. As for the hole in the mud, she did not block it.

"Why don't you fix this hole?" Fei Chai just saw her wipe her head, but he didn't care about the hole in the mud body, and he was a little puzzled.

"The mud statue can provide all things with living here to practice, which is also a kind of blessing and compassion. The ancestors of the Three Pure Land will not blame them." Qin Liuxi glanced at the hole in Yuanshi Tianzun's belly, with some meaning.

Fei Chai stopped talking.

Yes, this site has been abandoned. If it weren’t for being specially found, even if it weren’t for the individual, wouldn’t the statue be complete? What’s the importance?

But being able to accommodate living beings is not only the creation of the creature, but also the mercy of the statue of the god.

Qin Liuxi took out the incense and lit it, took Teng Zhao and the others to offer their heart incense respectfully, and knelt on the ground and gave a big gift.

Fei Chai was very moved, but in just a few breaths, she heard her intention to come, and she instantly ran out of the sky.

If there is a inheritance, you can pass it on to her without leaving a single drop. If there is any hidden treasure, you must give her a dream and guide her. After all, it is not easy to come from a long distance. As a disciple, you don’t have any things passed down from your ancestors to show off and beside her, which also makes people underestimate the original style of the Qingping Sect.

She really dared to say that, and she was not afraid that the ancestors would rise up and beat her with the rattan.

However, if the ancestor had a spirit, he would have almost knelt down his kneecap and never saw them give him the spirit, so she asked for nothing.

Young people are still a little naive!

But why does the incense burn so quickly?

Qin Liuxi respected Xinxiang and took Teng Zhao and the others to visit the area.

"Xixi, it doesn't look like there are treasures here." Little Ginseng looked around and said, "It's just a legacy, it's probably very lingering."

"The inheritance of Qingping Sect is just a legend. It is not easy to investigate whether the legend is true or false. Only when it comes, can you know whether it is there. I originally had doubts about whether the ruins of Qingping Sect are there, but we are now standing in this place. As for the inheritance of the Dao Sect, I am lucky that I will not be able to live!"

This is not true.

The little man was able to think so easily, and didn't say much, so he pulled Teng Zhao and ran away.

I won’t talk about whether there are inheritance and treasures, but taking away some rare spiritual plants will not be considered empty-handed.

When they walked away, a slight movement came from the hole of Sanqing's mud statue. As the incense candle burned faster and faster, Sanqing's face seemed a little blurred.

Fei Chai rubbed his eyes. Did he read it wrong just now?

Why do you seem to see Sanqing's face smiling?

The sky gradually darkened, and the entire site became quieter, with only one or two animal calls coming from somewhere.

Qin Liuxi and his friends lit a fire in front of the Sanqing statue, and then meditated and entered into meditation.

In her words, this is the site of the Qingping Sect. Because it is the Kunlun Mountains and is full of spiritual energy, they have already visited it for a while. Maybe they can even realize some Taoist meaning when they enter into meditation here.

In Fei Chai's opinion, she was not giving up!

Look, he had known for a long time that legends were just legends, so how could there be any Taoist sect secret techniques...ah?

Fei Chai widened his ghostly eyes and looked at the Sanqing and the changing scenery around him, and felt a little confused.

I have seen someone who is biased, but I have never seen someone who is so biased, why doesn’t he like this?

Fei Chai was mourning with a grimace, and his eyes swept to Qin Liuxi and his three divine incenses that were as thick as a child's wrist before entering meditation. A sudden light of inspiration that had never been seen in his mind.

If you worship God, you will be blessed by God.

Oh, he realized it again!

The Kunlun Mountains are far away from the hustle and chaos in the world, but Shengjing has countless disputes, especially after Qi Qian was named king, which made the ministers feel a lot of imagination.

Now that the prince is deposed, with frequent natural disasters, the morning court has raised another day, and the country must be without a reserve. The prince should be established to calm the hearts of the people.

And those who said this were naturally from the princes, especially the people of King Zhao who jumped the most. After all, the prince was deposed, and several adult princes, King Zhao Xinger, were his turn to be rich and powerful.

But when he mentioned this, the old saint was wearing a Taoist robe with fairy spirit and Taoism, and said: "Who do you want to set up? Report to me!"

It is so direct that people dare not speak easily, but instead have to speculate on the intention of the saint. Is this a standing or not?

King Zhao was anxious and urged his aides to cause trouble. The national mourning of the empress dowager's death was about to pass, so the prince could not have the chance to make a counterattack.

Moreover, the third and fourth brothers seemed to be strangling.

But this is not as good as that bastard. After making two achievements, he was directly named King. It is difficult for the old man to think about anything.

Could it be that the old man wanted to recognize this illegitimate child?

The more King Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed the truth. When he thought of the concubine Ru who had changed her identity into the palace, he was in a bad mood.

He found Yu Linglan and said this speculation. The latter smiled and shook his head: "The prince is thinking too much. No saint wants to taint his reputation. If he has an illegitimate son, he will never be on the table."

King Zhao felt a little comforted and said, "What is the purpose of the father's appointment as king?"

"Borrowing merits to compensate. As a father, if he wants to compensate for the son who has suffered a great grievance in his opinion, what can be justified than making merits and rewards?" Yu Linglan said lightly: "But that's all. Can he still say to the world openly that this is a dragon son?"

King Zhao was about to say something, but his eyes turned, looked down the street, and snorted: "If you don't talk about people behind your back, this statement will appear."

Yu Linglan looked at him along his sight, but saw Qi Qian jumping out of a black horse, standing there after a carriage.

Inside the car, a boy jumped down, held the car door, moved his lips, and didn't know what he said.

A slender hand fell on the door, and then someone leaned out, revealing his entire delicate and beautiful face.

Yu Linglan's pupils shrank and he stood up.
Chapter completed!