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80. Venerable

The clouds and mists are curling up, and the green hills stand in the floating clouds and mists. The sound of birds is crisp, and there are occasional cranes.Springs, streams, lakes, waterfalls, and mountains overflow with water vapor, forming a continuous line of their own and blending with each other.There are small and large houses scattered in the mountains, the decoration is simple and elegant, there are flowers planted behind the houses, or there are beasts in the courtyard, each is different, there is a mountain standing proudly in the mountains, overlooking the surrounding peaks, standing on the mountain There are huge buildings, pavilions, majestic halls, and spacious courtyards, all of which are well arranged.

In the main hall at the highest point of the center, light smoke rises from the cyan pottery lotus incense burner.

The hall was empty.

The mountains are surrounded by an invisible barrier, which is spherical and completely envelops the mountains.

Suddenly, there was a rapid cry of a crane from far away in the sky. The speed was very fast, and it was approaching after a while. It turned out to be a white-faced monk riding a crane.

From nowhere in the mountains, a boy with a sword came out, and met the monk, "What's the matter here, fellow Taoist?"

The monk cupped his hands at the boy through the invisible barrier and said, "I am the disciple of Elder Crane of the Medicine School of Qingyun Sect, Yun Cong. Elder He once had a relationship with Venerable Mohua, and was fortunate to have a promise from Venerable Mohua." , now I have no choice but to ask the venerable to help me. I also ask fellow Taoists to spread the word.”

The boy saw this man's kind face, righteousness, and sincerity in his words. Thinking of his venerable's temperament, he half-believed in his heart, but hesitation flashed in his eyes. His seniority is not high, and it may be difficult to pass it on to the venerable. Not small.

Seeing that the boy hesitated, Yun Cong's heart sank a little, and he was about to speak in a hurry: "If..." But unexpectedly, a deep and steady voice came from a distance: "Your Majesty already knows, lead him Just come in. I'll be waiting at Zongyun Peak." The voice was not loud, calm and without echo, as if it sounded directly in the minds of the two of them.The sound transmission of thousands of miles is so accurate, it can be seen that the person has profound magic power.

The boy's complexion changed, and he replied solemnly: "Yes, Senior Brother Ge Qing." After speaking, he waved his hand, untied the barrier, and let Congyun come in. As soon as Congyun entered, the barrier returned to its original state.

Cong Yun followed behind the boy and glanced back at the barely visible barrier.

This is the defensive cover made by the legendary cloud brocade... well-deserved of its name.

Zongyun Peak is the name of the central mountain.

From a distance, the boy saw a cold-faced man in green clothes floating halfway up the mountain, approached, saluted the cold-faced man, and said, "Senior brother Ge Qing, this is Elder Crane of the Qingyun Sect's Medicine School." Disciple Congyun."

Congyun bowed his hands and saluted: "Qingshan Lengjian Ge Qing has long been heard of, and seeing him today, the reputation is well-deserved." He smiled obsequiously as he spoke.

With a cold face, Ge Qing nodded at the boy, waved his hand to let the boy back down, ignored Congyun's almost flattering words, his calm and cold eyes swept over Congyun, turned around and led him up the stairs: "My lord In Zongyun Palace, there is no special situation in Zongyun Peak from here, you can only go up the mountain on foot. You come with me." After a few sentences of explanation, he remained silent and led Congyun up.

"...Yes." Cong Yun looked up at the palace above the long stairs, his face darkened, he took a breath, and replied.

Ge Qing has long been used to going up and down the mountain on weekdays. His steps are unhurried and slow, and his breathing is steady, like walking on flat ground. It is not so comfortable for Congyun who follows him. The means of transportation, no matter how bad it is, can be assisted by spells. As a Dharma cultivator, he almost does not train his body. It is conceivable that his skin is weak. In addition, he has to keep up with Ge Qing's pace, and he loses his breath after walking for a long time I was out of breath, and I had to raise my hand to wipe the sweat from time to time, and half of my sleeve was wet after a while.

The boy led the cranes and waited in the clouds not far away. He raised his eyes and saw Congyun's embarrassed look. He couldn't help laughing in a low voice, feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

However, no matter how weak, a monk's body is always much stronger than that of ordinary mortals. After walking slowly on the top of the mountain for a few seconds, Cong Yun was relieved.Ge Qing saw the Zongyun Palace close in front of him, and he hit Congyun with a few spells, and Congyun was instantly tidied up, looking a lot more decent.

Congyun looked at Ge Qing gratefully, but he heard Ge Qing say coldly: "Your Honor doesn't like to see unclean people." His gratitude evaporated immediately.

You are unclean! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻I am clean!

"My lord, the person has been brought."

Ge Qing stopped in front of the main hall, and called out respectfully.

There was no response, only to see the exquisitely carved, tall and heavy brown gate of the main hall slowly opening. The bead curtain obscured his sight, and the man on the soft couch was sitting lazily, resting his forehead with one hand, his long black hair was spread out on the floor by his feet, and a white jade hairpin was simply coiled around his head, and he was completely in harmony with him. White clothes match each other.For some reason, I couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but I felt the terrifying coercion for no reason.

Ge Qing saluted respectfully, and stood beside the white jade avenue in front of the main hall, his expression still indifferent.

Cong Yun held his breath and tried to resist the weakness of his legs, took a step forward, stood in front of the white jade steps, saluted the people in the hall from a distance of several zhang, straightened up and said calmly with all his strength.

The man in the hall supported his head and listened to Cong Yun's narration without saying a word.

Under the intimidating pressure from the top of the cloud, he tried his best to explain the original intention of Elder He asking for help.

"... I implore the venerable to help, the whole sect will be grateful."

After saying the last sentence, Cong Yun lowered his head to resist the discomfort of the tight scalp, and exhaled carefully.

"Ge Qing." The voice of the man in the hall was cold and deep, and he seemed very indifferent without rushing.

"Yes." Ge Qing stepped forward and stood beside Cong Yun, with cold eyes.

"You go."

"Yes."

Cong Yun's eyes lit up, he excitedly raised his head to look at the people in the hall, and bent down to give another big gift: "Thank you, Venerable!"

"Let's step back."

"Yes."

The two bowed down to salute, and when they got up again, the person in the hall was gone.

Only the smoke from the incense burner in the hall is still curling up.

Seeing Ge Qing leading Congyun down Zongyun Peak, the boy hurried up to meet him with a crane: "How?"

"My lord ordered me to go and have a look." Ge Qing said coldly, raised his hand and pulled out the Shanqing sword from his waist, and moved his hand slightly. After several seals were completed, the Shanqing sword gave a crisp sound in the milky white streamer Floating in the air, the blade was as wide as Ge Qing's shoulders.

Ge Qing raised his hand and grabbed Congyun's back collar and threw it on the sword. With a slight movement of his finger, a stream of light enveloped the crane. In a few moments, the crane became so small that it could fit in the palm of his hand.Congyun, who hadn't yet stood still, hurriedly caught the miniature crane thrown by Ge Qing. Before he could complain about Ge Qing's rude behavior, Ge Qing jumped lightly and landed in front of him as if weightless, with his hands As soon as he moved, the Shanqing sword disappeared into the sky like a stream of light.

There was only a scream of shock: "Ahhhh—"

"...Master Ge Qing... Brother, go slowly." The boy opened his mouth stiffly, and only half of the words came out after he finished speaking.

Alas, Senior Brother Ge Qing's appearance and his actions are completely two extremes. ┑(￣Д￣)┍

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