Qingping

It seemed even more illusory in the misty clouds.

Standing on the thousand-pitched white marble square in the villa, every brick and stone under your feet is shining brightly. At a glance, the colorful auspicious clouds on the square seem to be invisible at a glance.

The white clouds in the distance, like a veil, piled up under the square, just now the sun is slowly shining its dazzling golden light, shining on the tumbling sea of ​​clouds, it is simply a wonderland fairyland!

This is the 'Holy Sea', one of the Eight Wonders of the Yaofeng school.

In the square, the thin fragrance wafts from the delicate and lifelike crane copper furnace.In the center is the world-famous "Mirror of Reflecting the World" - those who get this mirror know the world.Only the masters of the Ruofeng faction of the past dynasties know how to drive law enforcement.

This mirror is ten feet high and ten feet wide, with two dragons hovering as the base and two phoenixes descending on the top.The mirror surface of the mirror is not crystal, nor glass, nor metal, but water.As for what kind of water it is, there is no way of knowing.At the same time, this mirror is also known as the most evil mirror in the world. Whether it is disaster or good fortune, it shows that it has happened in the past, and it will even happen in the future.

Standing in the center of the square, you can see it from a distance.Because there is no drive, it can only reflect what is on its surface like a general water mirror.

This is the "Mirror of Reflecting the World" which is the second of the Eight Wonders of the Yaofeng School

Li Jin stared blankly at the two world-famous wonders, and then at the majestic square of the Ruofeng school, completely stunned.

If you want to ask him why he is in a daze, he probably won't understand.

There is no way to explain in words that shocking aura.

All he knew was that the Yaofeng faction that he was able to find was really magnificent and majestic, even more magnificent, more like a fairyland, and bigger than their Yunhua faction, the most decent sect in the world!

Li Jin shook his head, withdrew his consciousness, and then followed the boy who had been waiting for him for a long time across the entire square to the 'Yuqing Palace' of the Yaofeng School.

The little boy who led the way stepped into the hall to report, so he asked Li Jin to wait in front of the hall.

As soon as Li Jin stepped on the steps of Yuqing Hall, a voice came through.

"Is this the envoy of the Yunhua Sect?" The voice was calm and elegant, neither arrogant nor humble, as clear as a jade beating, as indifferent as a touch of water, you can see the bottom at a glance.

Hearing the reputation, he saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.A Tsing Yi is trimmed with white silk and bamboo, and a white satin shirt is worn over it.Her hair was like ink but she didn't comb it into a bun, but fixed it loosely with a sandalwood hairpin, letting her three thousand troubled threads sway behind her, and she wore silver-rimmed moccasin boots.

Li Jingang was about to bend over to salute, when he saw the boy's wide sleeves raised slightly, he felt a gentle force lift him up. "Under the Yunhua Sect, Li Jin came to pay a visit to the head of the Yaofeng Sect by order of his master."

"This fairy friend, there is no need to be too polite." The young man nodded slightly, but his face was calm, and said: "The head of the sect has retreated a hundred years ago, and now the chief disciple of the head sect is in charge. Why don't you follow me to see him first?"

"Trouble Xianyou," Li Jin stepped forward, and saw the young man's brows and eyes were light, like ink paintings. Seeing him, he couldn't help but feel good about him, and he wanted to make friends: "I don't know the name of Xianyou, can you tell me."

"No word, no number, just call me Qingping."

Qing, please be flat! !

Li Jin was startled, the Qing Zi generation was the first disciple of the Yaofeng Sect!Everyone in the Qing generation is a master in the world of cultivating immortals, and their names are even more impressive, but why does it seem that Qingping has never heard of it?

Li Jin was puzzled but unhurriedly followed Qing Pingjun as he walked among the Qionglouyuyu, he couldn't help but sigh that the strength of the Yaofeng faction and the number one position in the world of cultivating immortals were not for nothing.

"Brother."

Arriving at a large hall, Qing Ping suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Li Jin behind him naturally also stopped, and he heard him call out in a low voice.

"Qingping, what's the matter?" His voice was low and steady, probably he was the head disciple of the Yaofeng Sect.

Li Jin suddenly became very anxious, and crossed Qingping and said: "Yunhua faction Li Jin is rude! A few days ago, the evil way was rampant, and it was about to start. My Yunhua faction and many immortal sects went to encircle and suppress it. Who would have thought that this was from the evil way A big action! Under the bloody battle, our Immortal Dao suffered heavy casualties, and none of the masters of the Yunhua Sect had more than three generations of disciples survived, and many immortal friends sacrificed to capture the big devil of the Demon Dao!" Li Jin separated The door of the main hall took down a gourd behind him.

"This was transformed by my great master Uncle Yuanying. After taking this devil and several masters of the devil way, I myself..." Li Jin couldn't help wiping away tears at this point, and then said loudly: "Please also send someone from Ruofeng Brothers and sisters, suppress all the magic in this gourd!"

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The sky was getting dark, and the master who had been retreating for a hundred years stood in front of the "Mirror of Reflecting the World" and sighed deeply. Behind him was the gourd that had been taken away.

All the members of the Yaofeng faction stood in the thousand-pitched white marble square, looking at the head who had suddenly left the gate.

"Qingping." Suddenly, the headmaster said slowly,

"The disciple is here." Qing Ping stood up from the crowd and cupped his hands.

"Suppress this magic gourd under the Eight Desolation Pagoda in the sect's secret realm." The headmaster's voice was very blunt, and it was impossible to see his expression now in the dense fog at night. "Qing Ping, among all the disciples, you are the most indifferent, and I will leave it to you to guard the Bahuang Pagoda."

Everyone was shocked!

Although Qingping is the closed disciple of the head of the sect, his celestial roots are not outstanding, and he has not had a good relationship like his senior brothers and sisters. He has obtained various fairy treasures or panacea, and he has not seen anything special about him for a hundred years. Yes, always practice and retreat in a dull way, always in a dull way.

But guarding the Bahuang Pagoda this time can be said to be a heavy responsibility, why did the head entrust this task to him?

Qingping raised his head, looked at the blurred figure of the master, and was about to say something, but was interrupted immediately!

"Qingping! Answer me!"

"...Yes, disciple obeys."

The headmaster sighed deeply, and took out a crescent-shaped silver knife from his bosom.

"This is Yinyue, the door key of the Eight Desolation Pagoda, recognize the Lord with a drop of blood."

Qingping looked at the master, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the silver knife floating in front of him.Yuanshen immediately felt the breath of this silver moon - this is a divine weapon!

Qingping raised his head in surprise, but was interrupted by the outstretched hand of the sect master.

"Qingping, from today onwards, you will guard the Bahuang Pagoda. If the pagoda does not fall down, you must not come out. Do you understand?"

It is hard for everyone to imagine this order!

As long as the tower does not fall down, he will not be able to come out for a day!This is simply suppressing Qingping in disguise!

"……clear."

The sect master touched Qingping's forehead and said: "Good disciple, let's go."

Qingping raised his head to look at the master, but only saw his white beard, and the master's face could no longer be seen clearly in the thick fog.

Yuanshen opened the Silver Moon Knife, and huge celestial power condensed in front of him, like a huge whirlpool!The scenery in the vortex is different from the current night, and the inside is very bright, as if it is a hole that appeared for no reason.

Qingping looked back, at those brothers and sisters who were reluctant to give up, and finally at the master.

With the fluttering ribbons and wide sleeves in the center of the clothes, the master's face can no longer be seen clearly.

For some reason, the feeling of never being able to see each other again made Qingping almost unable to breathe, he took a restless step and placed himself in the crack.Facing everything unknown, Qingping was confused and at a loss, but he still walked in steadily step by step.

Just after Qingping entered the Bahuang Pagoda, a scream suddenly sounded!

The 'Mirror of Mirroring the World' that was originally standing in the air suddenly had a crack!In the terrifying crackling sound of "Kaka", the cracks became bigger and bigger, as if they were forming spider webs, covering the entire "Mirror of Mirroring the World"!

The headmaster sighed, his back that was originally straight softened.

"Sneaking into heaven's secrets, is this God's punishment..." The leader knew that he could see the past and the future only with the 'Mirror of Reflecting the World'.He also knew what would happen today.But even so, he still couldn't help wanting to compete against Tian Dao, as long as he had the slightest chance, he didn't want to give up!

The 'Mirror of Reflecting the World' has been cracked, and the dazzling light burst out from the tilted mirror!It swept across the entire square as quickly as a storm, and all the people shrouded in it disappeared completely with terrified faces as if they were disintegrated!

The head of the sect insisted that he had spent his whole life's skills just to last a little longer than others.

At the last moment, he still sighed and said: "What should come, will always come. My Qingping disciple, the master is cruel... sent you to another world alone, don't hate the master... don't hate..."

With endless reluctance, the heaviest body of the sect leader disappeared under the strong light.However, the strong light seemed to be a greedy monster, expanding rapidly until it completely enveloped the entire world of cultivating immortals and the world of magic.

Finally - all gone.

Standing on a piece of barren land, Qingping looked at the tall tower that pierced into the sky in front of him, and he could also see that the tower was covered with spells and forbidden spells.He turned his head and looked behind him again, the crack that came in still disappeared, and there was now a gourd.

It is also full of spells and forbidden spells, but it is a gourd.

Qingping looked at it for a long time before stretching out his palm, and the gourd followed his raised palm too high, floating close to the Bahuang Pagoda.

'Caracalla...'

There was a sound of the opening of the mechanism, and the whole Bahuang Pagoda began to operate.The spells on the tower stand upright one by one, as if powerful mana is working around it, the forbidden spells on the tower seem to have life, emitting bright fluorescence, winding around the entire tower like a snake, one by one. rings, one after the other.

Until the main tower began to be enveloped by that powerful force!

Looking at this barren land, Qingping felt uncomfortable.