Yang Miaozhen can only say: "The master is so kind to Miaozhen."
The spirit of the real Qingyang was lifted up, so he no longer concealed it, and finally revealed the true purpose of this trip-to incorporate the entire Qingyang Temple into the Vientiane Sect.
All the disciples were shocked and discouraged.
Ling Xiaozi was even more fiercely opposed. He was the big brother of Qingyang Guan. When the real man of Qingyang was out wandering, he was in charge of the affairs of Guanzhong, which can be described as "under one person, over dozens of people." If Qingyang Guan was merged into the Vientiane Sect, he could only be a "dangtang disciple", which was only the last in the disciple sequence of the Vientiane Sect.
He glanced at Yang Miaozhen again, and felt a pain in his heart: "If Qingyang View really merges into the Vientiane Sect, Junior Sister Miaozhen will be able to reconnect with that Li Qingshan, but I will always look down on others. '
Yang Miaozhen understood Madam Qingyang's plan, and his mood was quite complicated:'Walking around, do you still want to go back to him? '
For the reaction of the disciples, True Man Qing Yang had long anticipated—
The relationship between the human world and the nine heavens is extremely deep. The supreme sect masters of the big sects are almost all true immortals in the sky, and the battle between the sects is not even as fierce as the three thousand worlds. Not only because the sect masters are old acquaintances, but also to cope with the expansion of the demon realm and avoid unnecessary internal friction.
Although the battlefield of the Demon is very tragic, far better than the general sect fighting method, but the responsibility of resisting the invasion of the demons is almost all on the big sect, and it does not force the small and medium sects to participate in the war. If you do not want to make merits and take the initiative to participate in the war, what happened on the remote frontiers Everything can be heard as a story.
Under this situation, the small and medium-sized sects of the human world are doing casual repairs in various ways, and the small life can be described as calm and peaceful.
If peace lasts for too long, people will forget the appearance of war and even lose their imagination of war.
Even if you put words like "Yinghuo Yaoxing" and "Heaven and Earth Tribulation" on your lips, there is no real feeling at all. I always feel that the sky is falling and there is a tall man against it. Imagination is just a continuous battle.
True person Qingyang said flatly: "Being a teacher is determined, you don't need to persuade!" He sighed again, and said something "You are too young to know how terrible the world is." "Being a teacher is also for your good, in the future. You will understand things like".
Although the disciples couldn't understand, but they couldn't defy the orders of their teachers, but they were all a little bit down. But when they disembarked from the ship and came to Vientiane City, the scene in the city made them feel refreshed:
The flow of people in the city is like weaving, and the lively is not like a cultivating sect, but a mortal city.
However, there is absolutely no such magnificent scene in the mortal city: buildings rising from the ground, each with carved beams and painted ridges, cornices and arch corners, long bridges running through them like flying rainbows, and personable practitioners walking on them.
The suspended garden balconies are like exquisite flower pots, in which weird flowers and weeds are blooming, clusters of flowers are clustered, and many practitioners enjoy tea and talk in them.
Tired of seeing the open and vast scenery of the sea, everything in Vientiane City is dazzling and dizzying, making everyone almost forget the loss of the impending dissolution of the sect.
However, soon, the sense of loss came back and became stronger, even Yang Miaozhen felt it—it turned out that we were nothing special.
Although Qingyang View is not comparable to the Vientiane Sect, in the eyes of mortals, it is also a transcendental god among the world, a superb master in a million. But now looking around, Jane is full of practitioners, I don't know if there are hundreds or thousands or tens of thousands. There was nothing special about them in them, but they looked around like a countryman entering the city.
The shock in Ling Xiaozi's heart could not be calmed for a long time, and he muttered, "Is that Li Qingshan ruling this place?"
Zhenren Qingyang glanced at him, knowing that this disciple was unwilling, and said: "The Supreme Sect Master of the Vientiane Sect is in charge of the Imperial Study Room for the Emperor, and the two Sect Masters follow him on the nine heavens, and the Supreme Sect Master’s mount Guihai Lingzun sits in the Tianshu Tower and deduces the "Vanxiang Tianshu", and has always ignored mundane affairs."
"Therefore, all affairs of Vientiane Sect are all performed by the true disciples and discussed and dealt with. Li Qingshan, as the head of the true disciples, has the right to command all the true disciples. Moreover, in the battle of Black Cloud City, he forced the Demon God to retreat. Incarnation of, all true disciples have received his life-saving grace, and his prestige in the sect is extremely high, and it can be said that he is ruling here."
Speaking of the three suzerains, Guihai Lingzun, and even Li Qingshan, he would bow his hand to the sky, and his words were full of awe.
There is a saying that "the older the rivers and lakes, the smaller the courage." In fact, it means that the higher the level of cultivation and the greater the knowledge, the more powerful they understand many things. So he didn't think it was embarrassing to hold his thighs. Even the high-ranking Yangshen monks and true disciples had to rely on Li Qingshan to survive, and he had no good standing.
Ling Xiaozi was speechless and desperate.
When the story is no longer just a story, the storyteller loses the calmness of talking and laughing.
Master Qingyang patted Ling Xiaozi on the shoulder, and continued to walk into the city, looking at the many cultivators in the city, what he thought was: It seems that many people have the same plan as him.
In the Battle of Black Cloud City, the true disciple of the Vientiane Sect lost more than half.
However, the Vientiane Sect relied on the massive rewards from the Temple of No Desire and the profound resources accumulated in the Baicao Garden to open its doors to recruit disciples. It coincided with the emergence of Yinghuo Demon Star, and many small and medium sects and even casual cultivators had the same plans as the real Qingyang. For a time, they gathered a lot of popularity, and the prosperity seemed to be better than before.
Of course, the root of all this lies in the "Tianshulou".
The real Qingyang looked up, and saw a thousand-foot tall building pierced through the sky, standing majestic on the city of Vientiane, and there was a momentum of flying clouds.
On the east pedestal of the Tianshu building, there is a stone wall more than ten feet high. The stone wall is smooth and bright, and only the three characters "Vanxiang List" are engraved on the top. Many names are reflected in the sunshine.
Ranked first is the name "Li Qingshan", which surpasses all the disciples.
Qing Yangguan and his party looked up under the stone wall for a while, and they couldn't help but become more cordial and enthusiastic towards Yang Miaozhen, and they kept shouting "junior sister and elder sister". Madam Qingyang simply put the word "tuer" on his lips, and never called her Miao Mako again.
Yang Miaozhen felt very uncomfortable, as if the entire sect was weighed on his shoulders, waiting for her to find Li Qingshan. I'm not worried about whether he will miss the old love-he is more affectionate than he thought-but worried that he won't know how to tease him then.
Only Ling Xiaozi stood far away without saying a word, seeming to keep her distance deliberately.