Cultivation of blazing love alone

"Yan, I saw the Taoist temple, we are almost there." Chen Yixiang pointed at the Taoist temple looming in the night, his voice very excited.

Yan Jin put down Chen Yixiang, and cautiously looked around, "Little guy, follow me closely."

"Okay." Chen Yixiang stood next to Yan Jin's side, ready to make a move at any time.

The two walked towards the Taoist temple cautiously, the distance was getting closer and closer, the sight became clearer and clearer, and the two felt more nervous and expectant.

"This..." finally walked in front of the Taoist temple, but there was no danger.But... Chen Yixiang stared dumbfounded at the Taoist temple in front of him.

The plaque of Qingfengzong was crumbling, and the words were blurred by the thick dust. The plaque was covered with spider webs, and a few dead leaves were blown by the night wind. After touching the plaque, there was another gust of night wind, and the dead leaves were blown to the ground.

The scene of Xiaotiao is just like the mood of Chen Yixiang and Yan Jin at this time...

"Yan, did we go to the wrong place?" After a while, Chen Yixiang came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva and asked dully.

Yanjin's face was dark, and he looked at the sad plaque silently, to be precise, he stared at the three words "Qingfengzong" who were drowned in dust.Even if it is covered by dust, it can be vaguely seen that these three words are very vigorous and powerful, exuding a sharp momentum.

Seeing that Yan Jin didn't speak, Chen Yixiang didn't make a sound, and looked around.When you see that the threshold of the Taoist temple has been bitten by insects and ants, it is riddled with holes.Chen Yixiang no longer knows what words to use to describe his mood...

Looking forward to nothing, looking at the Taoist temple in front of him, he was more sad and confused than disappointed.

Such scenarios have already shown that Qingfengzong existed in name only many years ago, without Qingfengzong, what should they do?

"Let's go in and have a look." After a long time, Yan Jin took Chen Yixiang's hand and walked towards the desolate Taoist temple.

After entering the Taoist temple, there is a road paved with blue stones. Because no one has walked on it for a long time, a layer of light blue plants has grown on it, and it is slightly slippery when stepped on. This road is very long and has a distance of about 500 meters. , at a glance, it can be seen that there is a large hall, empty and nothing in it.The area on both sides of the road is very wide, and there are many traces of fighting on the ground, because the years are too long, it has become somewhat blurred, if you guessed correctly, this is probably the place where the disciples practiced.

Just looking at this square, one can imagine how grand and magnificent Qingfeng Sect was back then. This wide square can at least accommodate nearly a thousand disciples, who practice their skills and formulas against each other.Looking at the square that was washed away by the years and left only endless desolation, Yan Jin and Chen Yixiang's eyes dimmed at the same time, and their emotions were stained with a faint sadness.

After being absent-minded for a while, Yan Jin and Chen Yixiang walked towards the hall. After entering the hall, the middle was very empty, and the ground was covered with layers of dust. Their trampling made the air smell of dust, and the two sides were close to the wall. A row of chairs, too old. These wooden chairs, like the threshold outside, have been bitten by insects and ants. On the wall in front of the hall, there is a painting of a very handsome man holding a A long sword, wearing a green gauze and white shirt, standing on the mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mists, with an upright posture and a calm smile on his face, his whole person exudes a kind of elegance and ethereal, just like a fairy in the sky.

In the upper right corner of the painting, there is a line of elegant words: Master Lingyun, the founder of the mountain.

"It turned out to be the ancestor of Qingfeng Sect." Chen Yixiang suddenly realized.At the same time, I thought in my heart: If Master Lingyun knew that the sect he had worked so hard to build had become like this now, how would he feel...

Yanjin was much more meticulous and cautious than Chen Yixiang.He found that the entire Taoist temple had been eroded by the years, but this painting was the only one that still looked as if it was a new work yesterday, which made Yan Jin feel strange.

There must be something odd about it.Thinking in his heart, Yan Jin stretched out his hand to pick up the painting, only to find that as soon as his hand reached out to the painting, it was flicked out by a soft force.

"Huh..." Yan Jin couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yan, what's the matter?" Chen Yixiang put away his probing eyes, looked at Yanjin with sparkling eyes and asked curiously, "Did you find anything?"

Yanjin looked at his hand, and stared at the painting on the wall with probing eyes.It's really weird, just now he obviously didn't notice anything unusual, why was he bounced back?

Seeing that Yan Jin was deep in thought, Chen Yixiang followed his gaze.Seeing that painting, I wondered in my heart: Could it be, what's so weird about this painting?Thinking of this, Chen Yixiang concentrated on studying the characters and scenery in the painting.

Robbery ticket and collection~