bookbashuk Chapter 101 should be the reincarnation of the patriarch.
Chapter 101 should be the reincarnation of the patriarch.
Chapter 101 should be the reincarnation of the patriarch.
Not only were the Qingyun Sect members stunned, but also the chatterers watching from other channels, apart from Han Li, were completely bewildered.
Han Li frowned slightly, noticing the strange expressions on Luo Su and Xiao Yan's faces. Suspicious, he broke the silence: "Is there something wrong with this poem?"
Zhang Chulan snapped out of his daze and explained, "Brother Han, this is Lü Dongbin's poem!"
"Lu Zu!?" Han Li suddenly realized. Since joining the group chat, he had also learned about many immortal and martial arts biographies in the main world, so he naturally knew what the name Lu Zu represented. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes: "So, Xiao Fan has received the inheritance of Chunyang Zhenren."
"If nothing unexpected happens, it's 99% likely." Russell nodded, and then the live broadcast screen flickered a few times because Zhang Xiaofan was unconscious, before finally turning completely dark.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan frowned: "I think we should send someone to Qingyun Sect. That old dog Cangsong will most likely target Xiao Fan."
This concern is not unfounded. Given Zhang Xiaofan's determination to take revenge and his demonstrated sufficient talent, Cangsong, the instigator, would probably have a hard time sleeping at night if he didn't kill him.
Zhongli, who had been sitting quietly observing, spoke up at this moment: "In that case, I will go on your behalf."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Zhongli had put down his teacup and was standing tall.
Seeing that Zhong Li had taken the initiative to speak, Russell visibly breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed most suitable for Zhong Li to do this, so he said to Zhong Li, "Then I will trouble Your Majesty."
Zhong Li nodded slightly, and as his eyes flickered, an ancient and mysterious rock element mark solidified in front of him. He transformed into a golden stream of light and instantly disappeared into the mark. The mark shimmered slightly and gradually became transparent.
Watching Zhong Li leave, Han Li couldn't help but say, "After this, as long as the higher-ups of Qingyun Sect aren't fools, they will definitely regard Zhang Xiaofan as the future of Qingyun Sect."
This is undoubtedly true. Possessing extraordinary abilities, a pure heart, and having grown up in the sect since childhood, with all his few ties tied to the Qingyun Sect, his buffs are almost maxed out. If such a talent is not carefully nurtured, then the Qingyun Sect deserves to be destroyed.
"Alright, Xiao Fan has the Emperor on his side, it's time for us to get moving too." Russell clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.
Xiao Yan and the others all nodded. According to the upcoming plot, first Bi Yao would come here to find the Dripping Blood Cave, then the Three-Tailed Fox's Xuanhuo Mirror, the Kui Niu of Liubo Mountain, the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Vault of the Western Great Swamp, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox of Fenxiang Valley, and finally the Beast God of the Southern Border. Their time was limited, and they obviously couldn't wait until ten years later, so they had to run multiple storylines simultaneously.
"I'll go with my teacher to the Xuanhuo Mirror," Xiao Yan volunteered. To be honest, he was very interested in both the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon and the Xuanhuo Mirror itself. In addition, there was no spiritual fire in this world, and he would feel unbalanced if he didn't get some.
"No problem," Russell nodded, and added, "I'll go to the Western Great Swamp to see if I can open the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury ahead of schedule."
The Blackwater Serpent has coveted the Heavenly Emperor's treasure vault for many years. With it leading the way, there shouldn't be any problems. As for the Blood Refining Hall—
"Model worker, Xiao Yezi, I'm leaving the Blood Refining Hall to you. We'll meet up at Liubo Mountain later."
"No problem." Han Li and Xiao Yan nodded, having no objections to Russell's arrangements.
"Huh? What about me? What am I supposed to do?"
Seeing that she hadn't received her task, Xiaoyu quickly pointed to herself and looked at Russell expectantly.
"Your job is to stay here and not wander off."
"What?!" Xiaoyu exclaimed, her face full of disappointment.
"This is too dangerous," Russell said gently, patting Xiaoyu's head. "I'll take you out when your cultivation is higher."
With that, Russell turned to Zhang Chulan and Lu Mingfei: "You two are responsible for keeping an eye on Xiaoyu and making sure she doesn't run around."
Lu Mingfei, who hadn't wanted to go on fieldwork in the first place, immediately agreed when he saw that his task was so simple. He patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, Brother Luo. With me here, I will never let Xiaoyu out of my sight for even a moment."
"You traitor!" Upon hearing this, Xiaoyu angrily crossed her arms and turned her head away.
"Well done!" Russell nodded in satisfaction.
Valon is a dragon, Lu Mingfei is also a dragon, and with Zhang Chulan's help, they should be able to keep an eye on Xiaoyu now.
That night, the moonlight shone like a ribbon, hanging high in the sky.
Behind Tongtian Peak, the cliffs are desolate, and the sound of pine trees can be faintly heard.
Wan Jianyi, dressed in a gray robe, stood alone on the edge of a precipice, gazing silently at the rising and falling sea of clouds.
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Before long, a beam of light arrived on a sword, quietly landing beside him. With a flick of his sleeve, he dispersed the sword energy around him and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wan Jianyi.
"Junior brother," Dao Xuan Zhenren broke the silence, "tell me your opinion."
Wan Jianyi smiled slightly: "Senior brother has already made up his mind. He can make his own decision. Why bother asking a lazy good-for-nothing like me?"
"—" Dao Xuan Daoist glared at him sideways: "Are you going to tell me or not?"
The smile on Wan Jianyi's face slowly faded, and his expression turned calm. He turned his gaze to the direction of the Illusion Moon Cave, hidden in the shadows of the mountains in the night, and slowly said, "Just as Senior Brother predicted. This afternoon, the Immortal Execution Sword did indeed make some unusual movements."
"As expected." Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan remained silent for a moment, then walked to the very edge of the cliff, looked up at the solitary moon in the sky, and sighed deeply: "Eight hundred years have passed since I attained the Dao—aside from my Qingyun Sect's Ancestor Qingye, who in the world can have a lifespan of nearly eight hundred years?"
On the high platform in the afternoon, although he sat upright like a bell, he could still feel the sharp sword intent contained in the power within Zhang Xiaofan's body. What moved him the most was the almost uncontrollable tremor and buzzing coming from the sect's divine weapon deep within the Illusion Moon Cave.
Like a creature long dormant suddenly encountering its master, it was overjoyed. If Zhang Xiaofan hadn't been exhausted and unconscious, and his energy hadn't only erupted for a moment, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword would probably have broken free of its seal and chosen its own master. Thinking of this, Dao Xuan's back was still damp with cold sweat. Fortunately, no major disaster was caused.
Wan Jianyi frowned slightly, a thoughtful expression on his face: "Then what does the second part mean, 'never taking a head with a flying sword'?"
As everyone knows, the status of Master Qingye in the martial arts world was not something that other sects promoted; it was something he earned through countless battles.
Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed heartily: "Junior Brother Cangsong often says that he has cultivated his character and temper in recent years, and his temper has completely subsided."
"That's true." Upon hearing this, Wan Jianyi was also taken aback, then shook his head and chuckled. After a short while, he seemed to remember something and asked, "Senior brother, have you asked the Spirit Venerable? It has served the Ancestor in battle for many years. If it is truly the Ancestor's aura, it should be the most sensitive to it."
When the Spirit Lord was mentioned, Dao Xuan Zhenren's expression became somewhat strange.
"The strange phenomena had just subsided in the afternoon when the disciple in charge came to report that the Spirit Lord had been awakened from a deep sleep, whimpering and growling. It then plunged into the depths of the cold pool and refused to show its face no matter how it was called or lured. I went to see it myself just now. It was huddled at the bottom of the pool, trembling, and unwilling to communicate with me, as if it was afraid of something."
"Fear?" Wan Jianyi asked in surprise, "Could it be because the patriarch used to spar with it, leaving behind a mental block?"
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At this point, Wan Jianyi was already seven or eight parts convinced that Zhang Xiaofan was the reincarnation of the Qingye Patriarch. One thing might be a coincidence, but everything matched up. If he insisted that it was just a coincidence, it would be hard to believe.
"That remains to be seen. We can only wait and see if the Spirit Venerable can recover completely," Dao Xuan shook his head, then turned around and looked solemnly at Wan Jianyi: "For some time to come, I'm afraid we'll still need to trouble you, Junior Brother. Even if he is truly the reincarnation of the Patriarch, he has not yet reached the time for true awakening. A young tiger needs protection, so please keep a close eye on him in secret."
Wan Jianyi's nonchalant demeanor vanished, and he nodded solemnly: "That's only right, Senior Brother, there's no need for further explanation."
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