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He had been to the Patriarch Hall many times, but except for a white-haired Taoist priest who swept the floor, there was no one else at all.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.

Whether it was someone else's deception or a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, he didn't want to let it go as long as there was hope.

Stepping inside, the mottled bluestone path was very clean.

Sudden.

Swish swish….

The sound of sharp sword energy breaking through the wind reached my ears.

Cangsong was shocked and quickly quickened his pace.

Rounding the corner in front, the Ancestral Hall appears in front of you.

A young man practicing his sword appeared in front of him.

Cangsong's face showed deep disappointment.

"Yes. With Senior Brother Wan's cultivation and qualifications, why do you still need to practice these ordinary sword moves?!"

But then my heart was shocked.

"No! This... this is the 'Ghost-Slaying Sword Technique'!"

Cangsong became excited instantly.

As we all know, Qingyun Sect has four major sword techniques.

The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique is masculine and domineering, powerful, and easy to use, so there are many practitioners in Qingyun Sect.

Qi Hao practiced the true art of Sky Ice Falling to the Earth.

Jian Yin Cang Long Zhen Jue, Dao Xuan, Xiao Yicai, and Tongtian Peak disciples have practiced this method for a long time.

The last one is the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, which has the fewest practitioners in Qingyun Sect.

Different from the other three sword techniques, the ghost-killing sword technique is completely focused on ‘murderous aura’, and the sharpness of the sword energy is the sharpest among the four sword techniques.

Without tyrannical power, superb character, and indomitable determination, it would be impossible to master this sword art.

In the entire Qingyun Sect, the person who became famous for this sword technique was Wan Jianyi, who surpassed his contemporaries and entered the Demon Sect's temple.

After Wan Jian Yi, there were fewer and fewer practitioners of the Ghost Slaying Divine Sword Technique, and they gradually disappeared.

Suddenly seeing this sword art again, one can imagine Cangsong's mood at this moment.

"Who is where?"

Lin Jingyu snorted coldly, swung the magic sword in his palm, and slashed towards Cangsong with an extremely sharp sword energy at an astonishing speed.

Before the sword energy could arrive, the murderous intention to kill all sentient beings had already arrived.

After four years of practice, under the guidance of Wan Jianyi, Lin Jingyu has achieved the sixth level of the Jade Clear Realm of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", which is extremely fast.

But this kind of cultivation is still not enough for Cangsong, a great monk in the late Yuanshen period.

With a casual wave of his hand, the sword energy in the sky turned into stars and clouds.

With one step, like a puff of blue smoke, he came to Lin Jingyu's side in an instant. Before he could react, Cangsong had already grabbed his neck with his right hand.

His expression was excited and his voice was fierce.

"Tell me, who taught you the 'Ghost-Slaying Sword Technique'?"

Lin Jingyu has a proud heart, and even when faced with life and death, he still shows no fear.

"Why should I tell you."

"If you don't tell me, I will break your bones inch by inch to see if you tell me."

Lin Jingyu frowned, "How dare you? My master will definitely kill you, you thief."

Cangsong's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Do you have a master? Who is your master? Where is he?"

Lin Jingyu, who noticed the leak, quickly kept silent.

Cangsong, who was anxious in his heart, couldn't help but get furious and was about to use his methods.

One sentence made him freeze on the spot.

"Junior Brother Cangsong, stop."

Cangsong turned around blankly and looked at the old man with white beard and white hair in coarse cloth. Although the appearance of the other man was no longer the handsome and elegant figure of the past, he still remembered those eyes deeply.

Cangsong's face trembled slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and finally his whole body began to tremble.

"Senior Brother Wan...Senior Brother Wan, are you...really alive?!"

Wan Jian nodded.

Cangsong walked over tremblingly step by step, carefully stretched out his hand to touch Wan Jianyi's body, and after confirming again and again that he was not dreaming, he let out a whimper, hugged Wan Jianyi and started crying.

Cangsong, who had always had a dark face and cold and ruthless face in front of outsiders, now seemed to have turned into a wanderer returning home, crying loudly in front of Wan Jianyi.

The heartfelt cries contained the grievances accumulated over the years, as well as the overwhelming joy of reunion.

Seeing him like this, Wan Jianyi couldn't help but blush.

Secretly regretting that he should not have hidden himself for so many years and allowed Cangsong to go down a wrong path.

"Fortunately, it's not too late."

Xu Rui, who was isolated by the space barrier and hiding on the side, looked at Cangsong who was crying heartbrokenly and sighed heavily.

Cangsong is undoubtedly the most affectionate person in the entire Zhu Xian.

For the sake of senior brother Wan Jianyi, he would not hesitate to betray the entire Qingyun Sect.

This kind of loneliness makes people respect and at the same time secretly lament.

Looking at Wan Jianyi who was also crying, Xu Rui thought to himself.

"After this time, you should finally come out."

Without staying any longer, Xu Rui left the Patriarch Hall quietly.

By the time he saw Cangsong, it was already seven days later in front of Yuqing Palace.

Although the other party still looked indifferent, Xu Rui could clearly feel that the gloomy atmosphere that had been shrouding Cangsong in the past had completely disappeared.

After Xu Rui glanced at it twice, he didn't pay any more attention.

He was certain that Cangsong had completely changed.

In his eyes, the ensuing fight in the ring was more like novices pecking each other, and it really didn't arouse much interest.

However, the Dazhu Peak disciples performed well this time.

Won two seats among the top four.

One is senior brother Song Daren, and the other is Zhang Xiaofan.

Although the latter no longer has the 'Soul-eating Rod', after Xu Rui changed his qualifications, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is already at the peak of the sixth level of Yuqing Realm.

Coupled with the treasure given by Xu Rui and his natal magical power 'Samadhi True Fire', he is extremely powerful.

He defeated other masters from various peaks one after another and attracted the attention of the entire Qingyun Sect.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​when did you accept this disciple? He is so powerful." Zeng Shuchang said with envy.

The top four accounted for two of them. Tian Buyi's face was bright and he couldn't help but say proudly.

"Xiao Fan has been a student for more than four years. He studies very hard on weekdays. This kid has a strong understanding, so he has developed a superb cultivation level in a short period of time."

"You have cultivated to the sixth level of Yuqing Realm in more than four years? Isn't Senior Brother Tian bragging?" Shang Zhengliang said.

Tian Buyi snorted coldly.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, Xiaofan is already among the top four."

After speaking, he glanced at Cangsong not far away. The latter was closing his eyes and concentrating, as if he had not heard their argument.

"What happened to this guy today? He didn't argue with me?!"

Tian Buyi was puzzled.

Despite this, he didn't ask, because he was making himself uncomfortable.

Except Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan.

The other two among the top four are Lu Xueqi and Zeng Shushu.

The results of the draw for the top four were soon announced, with Lu Xueqi versus Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan versus Zeng Shushu.

Song Daren's qualifications are not bad, and he is at the ninth level of Yuqing Realm. He has a deep foundation and good strength.

But Lu Xueqi had no choice but to take a ‘Sword of Heaven and Evil’ in her hand.

This thing is a low-grade treasure.
To be continued...