The huge palm print above Qing's house almost alarmed all the monks here.
Even the phantom of Sheng Daozi couldn't resist this shocking palm. The only person in this world who can do this is that demon Qingyun who was wiped out by the Dao of Heaven thousands of years ago!
Since the restoration of Qianyun Valley and the rebuilding of the Qinghong Sword Sect, this is the first time that Qingyun has truly shown his traces.
The people who had heard some rumors and clamored to find Qing Yun out and shouted to kill them all silently closed their mouths when they saw this palm. This old devil lived for ten thousand years back then, but he didn't even die under the attack of Heaven's Dao. Who knows how powerful he has become when he comes back to take revenge now
Didn't you see that even Sheng Daozi was no match for his random blow
Several figures floating far above Qing's house looked solemnly at the brightly lit Qing's house below.
This is the first time since Qing Yun left home, he has clearly expressed his attitude of protecting the Qing family.
The situation of the Qing family will definitely change in the future! But Shengdaomen may face great difficulties.
In a blessed place in the cave occupied by Shengdaomen, there was a sudden scream, and then the man in the cave spat out a mouthful of blood.
This man is the 100th Son of the Holy Dao, and he is also the chief culprit who attracted Heaven to kill Qingyun and forced Qingyun to flee in various worlds.
At this moment, the Holy Daozi, who is in a high position and has almost gained control of the entire world, looks ashamed and defeated, and there is an indescribable fear hidden in his suddenly shrunken pupils.
The jade slip he gave to the elder of Shengdaomen fully condensed five percent of his skill, but he didn't have any ability to resist under that random palm.
This palm forcibly knocked Sheng Daozi down from his current position, and made him return to the weak appearance when he faced the man in white a thousand years ago.
"Qing... Yun!" Sheng Daozi was trembling all over.
In an instant, Qingyun's indifferent and cold voice that made him shudder came back to his mind: "You are the hundredth."
The hundredth protagonist killed by him!
For thousands of years, these words have been echoing in the ears of Sheng Daozi, always reminding him of the miserable fate of his ninety-nine predecessors.
When the Son of the Holy Dao was terrified, he immediately called out to Heaven in his mind: "Qing Yun appeared at Qing's house! What shall we do! He will come to kill me, and the door of the Holy Dao will be opened soon, and he will come to kill me! Now you Sojourn in my body, if I die, you will also be wounded... "
Sheng Dao Zi panicked, even if he could communicate with Tian Dao, it would not bring him any comfort.
Heavenly Dao killed Qingyun back then, didn't Qingyun come back
Moreover, Shengdaozi is now sensitively aware that Qingyun has obviously become stronger this time, while the thing that claims to be the way of heaven... is getting weaker and weaker.
Tian Dao's weak voice rang in Sheng Daozi's mind, but he was not as flustered as Sheng Daozi, but with a strange confidence: "You open the formation under the futon and enter the secret room. There is a person waiting for you. He is here , Qing Yun will never dare to touch you."
Sheng Daozi was stunned, and opened the formation under the futon according to Tiandao's instructions. Suddenly, a black passage opened in front of Sheng Daozi. Before he stepped into the passage, he heard heavy footsteps coming from inside.
Then, a man wearing golden armor and a mask came out and stood quietly in front of Sheng Daozi.
Sheng Daozi realized instantly that this was a puppet.
"... I just want to be placed in the dark room behind the ancestral hall... if I can bring back half of Yan'er's soul..." Qing Yun had already returned to Tianyuanzong, and he played the scene of his father's death over and over again in his cave.
Qing Yun didn't bring back his father's tablet, but just carved this image on jade slips.
Today is the second day after returning from Qing’s house. Qing Yun has been staying in seclusion in the cave to watch this video. However, there was an extremely complex and intense emotion surging.
He never knew the cause of the man's death. He had killed all those who besieged Qing Zhan. All those who knew thought Qing Yun was avenging his father, but Qing Yun knew that killing them was only for himself.
His ignorance back then prevented him from having any thoughts of revenge, but now that those people were all dead, he couldn't even take revenge. So these turbulent emotions can only turn to attack Qingyun herself.
After playing this video again, Qing Yun carved a few words on the stone wall in front of him: Shengdaomen, Tiandao, Yan'er.
The first two are the targets he must eradicate, and the latter is likely to be his... mother.
Qingyun has complicated emotions, he has never seen his mother since he was a child, and unlike his longing for his father, Qingyun has never had a concept of his mother.
He doesn't understand the so-called maternal love, so that he has neither expectations nor anger and resentment towards his mother. Only when he saw Hongyan's mother at the beginning did Qingyun feel something vaguely, so he rescued her, and it was the same for Hongyan.
But now... Qing Yun didn't dare to speculate on the reason why her mother left in the first place.
The restriction on the interior of the cave was opened, and a man dressed as Yunqing walked in, and then turned into a ghost.
In the past few days, Qing Yun's emotions have been impacted, and he has been pretending to be Yun Qing to deal with people in the sect.
Qing Yun turned to look at him and asked, "When did you know about Qing Zhan?"
This man urged him to go to Qing's ancestral hall more than once before, presumably because of this
Mingyu sighed secretly, walked over and sat down around Qingyun, his chin lightly rested on Qingyun's shoulder, the man kissed Qingyun's cheek tenderly again, and then replied: "I also came back this time , I only found out about this when you returned to Qing’s house after retreating to take a look.”
Qing Yun was silent, and only moved her fingers to caress the jade slip in her hand. He didn't blame the man for hiding this matter from him, because Qing Yun knew that with his paranoia towards the Qing family and his father, no matter what others said, he would not believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.
It was precisely because Ming Yan knew him well enough that he actively facilitated his engagement with Qing Chen.
"Baby." Ming Yan kissed Qing Yun's temples again, "Actually... I was hesitant to tell you when I found out about your father."
Qing Yun glanced at him sideways, Ming Yan simply turned the man around and embraced him face to face.
He said: "Because I'm selfish, I want you to have only me in your life, and I want all the good memories in your childhood to be about me, and I want you to only care about me and love me."
"But... this is too cruel to you, I want you to get all the warmth and love that a person should have." Ming Yan kissed Qing Yun's lips deeply, conveying his love, At the same time, it also comforted Qing Yun's heart.
Under the man's tenderness, Qing Yun finally showed a rare fragility. He lowered his head against the man's neck, his voice low: "I really didn't expect him to... until he died, all he got was my hatred..."
"Nonsense." Mingyan stopped Qingyun's words, "He must know that you love him very much. You have been waiting for him to pick you up since you were a child, didn't you? The last time you remembered when you were five years old, you almost regarded me as a he."
Speaking of this, Ming Yan couldn't help showing a nostalgic smile. He watched Qingyun grow up all the way, saw him grow from weak to strong, but in Mingyan's eyes, Qingyun has never changed, the five-year-old him and the current him will always retain that softness in their hearts.
It was this softness that allowed him to save Hongyan and her mother, and it also prevented Qing Yun from becoming a devil completely during the ten thousand years of training in the heavenly way.
The two hugged each other quietly, until the restriction outside the cave was touched before they separated slightly.
"It's Mo Zhen, I'll go and have a look." Ming Yan stood up and said.
"I'll go, it's time to go to the Holy Dao Gate." Qing Yun stopped him, and Ming Yan turned into a long sword and fell into his hands when he heard the words.
As soon as Qingyun opened the restriction, Mo Zhen broke in, first took out two wine jars from Qingyun's cave, and then told Qingyun to get down to business: "Don't forget, the door of the Holy Way is about to open, Master, I Seeing that you haven't come out for the past two days, I came here to care about you."
Hearing Mo Zhen's words, Qing Yun raised his eyebrows. Didn't come out? In the past two days, Ming Yan often appeared in his image. Although the frequency was not many, he still maintained his usual frequency.
Mo Zhen was careless and didn't notice that something was wrong. He took off the wine jug around his waist, poured the last drop of wine, wiped his mouth and sighed to Qing Yun: "Apprentice, your wine making skills are pretty good. This last sip of wine, Master I've always been reluctant to drink it!"
Qing Yun stared at him, and suddenly said: "You are not drinking the wine I brewed, but the spiritual wine brought out from Qianyun Valley."
Mo Zhen was taken aback, and then rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Oh, is it like this? These two wines are so similar, don't blame Master for not being able to tell them apart."
Can't tell the difference? Mo Zhen has always been known as an alcoholic in the world of comprehension. He claims that he may not be able to tell the difference between a man and a woman, but he will be able to tell the difference between two kinds of alcohol when he smells it.
If he can't tell the difference, it can only mean that the two wines are brewed by a secret recipe, and even more so by one person.
Qing Yun is sure that Mo Zhen has figured out his identity, and now he is not sure if he said these words as a test or what he meant.
But these have nothing to do with Qing Yun. Today he will leave Tianyuanzong to go to Shengdaomen. This trip may be a farewell.
Besides Mo Zhen, someone from the Qing family must have guessed his identity. Qingyun went to Shengdaomen now, even if Tiandao didn't know his appearance, he must have prepared his original soul and waited for him to come. It would be useless to hide his identity at this time.
Qing Yun was silent for a moment, then saluted Mo Zhen as a disciple, and then left Tian Yuan Zong alone with his sword in his hand.
Mo Zhen was taken aback by Qing Yun's reaction, and he muttered in a low voice: "This kid is too deserted, I raised him so much, why did he leave after a salute?"
As he spoke, he shook his head and laughed again, and sighed: "That's right, it's considered filial piety if you don't put a sword on my neck."
Seeing that Qing Yun was about to leave with Yu Jian, Mo Zhenlang laughed and said via voice transmission: "Boy Yun, you and I are a teacher and apprentice. I have nothing to teach you as a teacher, so I will give you a word. Don't think too clearly when you are alive. How confused!"
Qingyun paused when he left, and he didn't turn his head, but his voice was very firm: "Master is right, but this is not my way. Someone wants to hide it from me, but I won't let him do what he wants, true or false. Right and wrong, I must make it clear, right or wrong, I can bear it!"
Mo Zhen was taken aback by these powerful words, and for the first time, undisguised admiration flashed across those eyes that were hidden under the turbidity.
"This bastard..."
Mo Zhen looked back at the disappearing figure in white, shaking his head and laughing.
If Mo Zhen had said these words to Qing Yun before he went to Qing's house, maybe Qing Yun would have some insights, but after knowing the fact that Qing Zhan died, Qing Yun would have another insight.
Is Tiandao's suppression of him for tens of thousands of years really just the division of the soul and the perennial disability of the body
No, since he was born, Tiandao's plan had already begun, and all he did was paranoid and suspicious to shape Qingyun's state of mind.
It is not only all the creatures in this world who are deceived by the way of heaven, but also Qingyun itself.
The neglect of his mother and the abnormal hatred for his father have been buried in Qing Yun's heart for thousands of years, and his character has also been fully formed.
Instead of going back and reshaping his state of mind like Mo Zhen warned, Qing Yun would rather choose a road to the dark, and then open up a road himself, so that gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.
This is Qing Yun's own catastrophe, no matter what the result is, Qing Yun does not want to avoid it.
How many things he overlooked under the blindness of heaven, now let him see clearly with his own eyes!
Qingyun flew all the way to the Holy Way Gate with his sword. Today the Holy Way Gate is open, and monks from all over the place are rushing towards the center of the Holy Way Gate. Looking from the sky, this scene is really like a pilgrimage.
During the flight, the Mahayana monk flicked his sleeve and killed the three accompanying Nascent Soul monks. Seeing this, the rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators immediately sacrificed their magic weapons, looked around warily, and at the same time began to stay away from the other high-level cultivators.
Although Shengdao Gate has not yet arrived, the battle has already begun.
Because the rules for this soul capture have already been transmitted in the token issued by the Holy Way Gate this morning. In the secret realm opened by the Holy Way Gate, the original soul is transformed into every plant and tree. Whether you can meet your own soul depends on luck. .
But Shengdaomen specifically mentioned that if the monks get their own souls, there will be no reaction. If they touch other people's souls, and the owner happens to be in the secret realm, the souls will immediately dissipate, and the corresponding People also die.
Although the original soul is distributed according to the level of cultivation in the secret realm, there are always accidents. Who knows whether these people whose cultivation base is not as good as their own will get their own original soul by mistake
In this way, every monk rushing to the Holy Way Gate may be the murderer who killed himself, so before entering the secret realm, kill as many as you can!
Seeing this, Qing Yun sneered, the Holy Dao Sect had exhausted their minds in order to reduce the number of people in the secret realm this time, and even created such an environment, forcing Qing Yun to expose his cultivation.
But Qing Yun has no intention of hiding now.
The big fish eat the small fish, and the small fish eat dried shrimps. This is the lowest-end Nascent Soul cultivator, but when he sees Qing Yun, a Golden Core cultivator, his eyes light up and he wants to kill people and seize treasures.
Qing Yun shot down the man with a single sword, and the familiar sword light immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.
At that time in Qianyun Valley, the cultivators who watched Qing Yun chop off the fingers of the white-browed Taoist all shook their heads sympathetically at the Nascent Soul cultivator. This master had forced to death a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage back then. Are the monks under the term cautious enough not to provoke him
He successfully entered the secret realm of the Holy Way Gate, and when the last monk also entered the secret realm, the entrance of the Holy Way Gate was suddenly closed.
This secret realm is a mountain peak, the peak pierces into the sky, and the higher it goes up, the more inexplicable coercion suppresses everyone.
Suddenly entering the secret realm, the monk immediately began to search for his own soul in a hurry.
However, when their fingers touched the ordinary blades of grass around them, the person next to them screamed and disappeared instantly.
Just a few minutes after entering the secret realm, there were screams everywhere, and a third of the surrounding figures disappeared.
Immediately, some monks called on everyone to be cautious, but the monks with high cultivation bases have already rushed towards the top of the mountain, because the higher the pressure, the higher the pressure. Obviously, some people with higher talents or advanced cultivation bases spread to the center .
Seeing this, the cultivators at the tribulation stage went straight to the top of the secret realm at full speed. During these high-ranking monks' flight, they were surprised to find that there was a junior who was not at the golden core stage at all, and his goal was obviously the same as theirs.
"You little boy! With a mere Golden Core stage cultivation, how high can you climb in this secret realm even if you are gifted?" A person scolded Qing Yun. He knew the talent of Yun Qing, a disciple of the Tianyun Sect, and was afraid that this would The kid ran up to meet his real soul, so he wanted to shoot Qing Yun down with one palm.
"Get lost!" Qing Yun fought back the man's attack and continued to fly towards the peak. He already felt that his true soul was on the peak, and at the same time... Holy Daozi and Tiandao were also waiting for him on the peak!
After being shot down by Qing Yun, he was surprised to find that his cultivation base had climbed from Jindan stage to Nascent Soul stage.
The rest of the monks around also noticed Qing Yun, this genius disciple of Tianyuanzong, surpassed all the monks of the Nascent Soul stage, and then went to the out-of-body stage and the distraction stage, and in the blink of an eye, they all climbed to the area of the fusion stage.
And his cultivation base also rose at the same time, constantly breaking through, which made everyone look stupid.
"This kid must have suppressed his cultivation for a long time! Otherwise, it would be impossible to break through so quickly!"
There was a lot of discussion around, and some people even forgot to find their own soul, and only looked up to see how high Qing Yun could reach.
The higher the pressure, the higher the pressure, unless the soul is really at such a height, it will definitely be seriously injured and fall due to the irresistible pressure.
Seeing that he had reached the area where the Mahayana stage was located, Qing Yun's speed still did not slow down. He rushed towards the peak like a sharp sword, and the headband of his hair could not withstand the pressure above the mountain and broke. The black hair blows away in the wind.
This white-clothed and black-haired image instantly reminded the elders present of a person.
But at this time, Qing Yun's aura had reached an unstoppable high level, making it almost impossible to look directly at, and the surrounding monks in the tribulation period also involuntarily avoided his sharpness, and even felt that this mountain peak brought Their sense of oppression was not as strong as that of the boy in white.
Someone accidentally caught a glimpse of Qing Yun's face and immediately exclaimed.
Because Qing Yun's appearance had changed, he removed all disguises, and finally showed the face of the devil Qing Yun back then.