Three hours later.
Today the sky is clear and the sky is blue. The sun shines on the mountains and fields, and the red maples on the mountain are like fire, continuous and endless. A boundary marker was erected beside the mountain road into the mountain, with two large characters written on it.
- "Yaoshan".
Two sword lights, one in front and one behind, landed beside the boundary marker.
"You don't have to do that if you want to test my cultivation, right?" Feng Ci said as soon as he walked out of the sword light.
The majestic Langfeng City Lord not only threw down the fairy sword on his benefactor who had just saved him, but also flew non-stop for three hours in a row, the speed getting faster as he got to the back.
If it weren't for Feng Ci, others would really not be able to keep up with him.
Pei Qianyue ignored him and walked straight forward.
After spending the whole night together, Feng Ci got used to him pretending to be dumb when he had nothing to do, so he walked over and looked at the boundary marker by himself: "Yaoshan... a very familiar name, have you heard of it somewhere?"
Pei Qianyue: "The Qingjing sect of Yaoshan Mountain is one of the six sects."
Feng Ci remembered.
He did hear Meng Changqing mention it.
Qingjing sect majors in temperament, especially piano skills. Everyone in the sect is good at playing the piano, with a style of elegance.
Different from other sects, although the Qingjing sect also recruits disciples from outsiders, the position of suzerain is passed down from generation to generation. The current suzerain of the Qingjing sect married the daughter of the previous suzerain and joined the Wen family.
However, it is not these gossips that are most praised by the Qingjing sect, but that they are the sect that has the most friendship with the powerful in the Immortal League.
Cultivation sects usually choose places rich in spiritual energy to establish their sects, which is for the convenience of cultivation.
But Qingjing sect was a surprise.
They directly established a faction in Yaoshan outside the imperial city.
After going down the mountain, and driving along the official road for less than half a day, you can reach the capital. The advantage of geographical location is one of the reasons why they travel frequently with the powerful.
It is said that every birthday of a dignitary in the capital, the Qingjing Sect will send disciples to play the piano as guests. And the dignitaries in the capital often come to the Qingjing sect to ask immortals and offer incense.
There are often people in the Xianmeng who sneer at this.
It is still the traditional thinking of the ancestors of cultivation, who believe that cultivation should be pure and abstinent, and the harder and poorer the life, the more it can reflect the sincerity of cultivation.
How can someone who indulges in pleasure like the Qingjing sect cultivate a clear mind
But Feng Ci doesn't think so.
In the past, the practice environment was not good, it was because the places with abundant spiritual energy were usually in the desolate mountains. Those places have high mountains and long roads, are poor and cold, and are not affected by the turbid qi of ordinary people's lives. Only after many years have they accumulated a clear and spiritual qi.
At that time, there were few practitioners. If the ancestors wanted to cultivate, they could only go to the bitter cold place in person, without food or clothing. In order to comfort each other, they made up this set of arguments.
But now it's different.
If you lack food and clothing, you can send people to buy them, and if you lack spiritual power, you can dig out spiritual veins. The cultivation world has developed so far, and there is no need to go back to that kind of hard life.
But these are just Feng Ci's thoughts based on what Meng Changqing said. When he followed Pei Qianyue into the Qingjing Sect, he really understood why other sects criticized him.
Qingjingzong lives in the depths of Yaoshan Mountain, and it is a rich and elegant villa.
In the village, unique garden landscapes can be seen everywhere. Waterside pavilions and corridors are built around the artificial lake.
It's also... too rich.
This is not a sect of comprehension, he also believes that it is the Royal Garden.
The disciple leading the way led them directly to a gazebo by the lake, and bowed to Pei Qianyue: "City Master Pei, please stay here for a while, our suzerain will arrive soon."
After speaking, he left respectfully.
The gazebo is covered with white gauze, floating slowly with the breeze blowing from the lake. Feng Ci grabbed the melon seeds on the table, and enjoyed the scenery outside while nibbling: "The Qingjing sect of Yaoshan, it's such a grand occasion, even you, the lord, have to wait here when you come in person."
Pei Qianyue just poured a cup of tea, sipped it quietly, and didn't speak.
Feng Ci asked him again: "You come to the Qingjing sect because you have some confidential matters to discuss. Am I inappropriate here?"
"It's the disaster of Xianmen." Pei Qianyue said, "You can listen."
Feng Ci didn't know when he was so trustworthy in Pei Qianyue's heart.
He asked: "My lord, aren't you afraid that I'm not a good person, and what I did before was all to gain your trust?"
Pei Qianyue took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "Are you lying to me?"
Feng Ci: "It's just a hypothesis."
"That's okay." Pei Qianyue's tone was very flat, "If you lie to me, I'll kill you."
Feng Ci: "..."
It's really not good to be so young and temperamental.
***
Not long after, there were footsteps approaching outside.
Two maidservants lifted the curtain outside the gazebo, but more than one person came.
The young man walking in front was about twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old, dressed in a pale gold gown, and looked very handsome. He was wearing a light golden gown with embroidered peony patterns on the sleeves, a guqin on his back, a hair crown on his head, and a jade belt around his waist. From head to toe, there was a word on it.
-"expensive".
And the one in the back is an old man dressed in azure blue Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk, white beard and hair, not angry and majestic.
This kind of service style has been seen before, and it comes from Lingxiaomen.
The young man bowed to Pei Qianyue, "Wen Huaiyu has met the city lord."
After saluting, he looked at Feng Ci beside Pei Qianyue.
Feng Ci was leaning against the gazebo and nibbling melon seeds. When he saw someone looking at him, he smiled at him, "Hello, Sect Master Wen."
Wen Huaiyu: "..."
Under Pei Qianyue's governance in Langfeng City, all the disciples were humble and cautious, especially in front of Pei Qianyue, they were so cautious that they were almost pathological, for fear of being punished by their own city lord if they did something wrong.
It should be the first time for Wen Huaiyu to see such an unruly disciple of Langfeng City, he hesitated to speak for a moment.
In the end, he didn't dare to ask the boy's identity.
Pei Qianyue said in a low voice: "It turns out that the elder Cheng Chao of Lingxiaomen is also there."
Elder Chengchao followed Wen Huaiyu silently all the time, and at this moment he was called by Pei Qianyue before he said, "I have seen City Lord Pei."
His tone was blunt, his figure didn't move at all, and he didn't even make a bow.
Feng Ci raised his eyebrows slightly.
This dark and turbulent atmosphere... seems a bit interesting.
But Pei Qianyue didn't seem to care, he just asked, "Is this me bothering you?"
"Where is it?" Wen Huaiyu looked handsome and gentle, and his speech was gentle and kind. It sounded like a spring breeze, "It's just that I have nothing to do, and I invited the elders of Chengchao to come to Yaoshan to play the piano and discuss Taoism. I don't know if the city lord will come today. Lost and welcome."
"Playing the piano and discussing the Tao..." Pei Qianyue poured himself another cup of tea, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Everyone is in danger outside now, and Sect Master Wen is still in the mood to play the piano, so elegant."
"You—" Elder Cheng Chao frowned, and was about to say something, but was held back by Wen Huaiyu.
Wen Huaiyu winked at him, and his tone was still humble: "The city lord taught me the lesson."
Pei Qianyue was supposed to be a guest, but now he was sitting in the gazebo, even the suzerain of the Qingjing sect was standing beside him, it looked like he was the master here.
Feng Ci's eyes turned around these people, and found it very interesting.
Qingjingzong, Lingxiaomen, and Langfengcheng, besides watching from a distance during the selection of the Immortal Alliance, this is the first time he has seen these three immortal sects get together.
These three families were regarded as masters from the same sect many years ago, and now they have jointly formed the Immortal Alliance, but the relationship is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface, and it can even be said to be very bad.
Of course, where Pei Qianyue is present, it is indeed difficult to get a harmonious relationship.
Pei Qianyue said: "Sit down."
Those two just sat down.
The Qingjing sect is passed down from generation to generation, so the head of the sect has never been very old. Wen Huaiyu was only twenty-five years old when he inherited the position of suzerain, and was the youngest head of the six sects. He was young and his seniority was low, so he didn't have the slightest air of being the suzerain, and he offered to pour tea for the two seniors as soon as he sat down.
Wen Huaiyu asked: "The city lord came here today, what is the reason?"
Pei Qianyue: "The gate of impermanence is gone."
With a soft and crisp sound, the teapot in Wen Huaiyu's hand touched the wall of the cup, almost knocking over the tea.
"Isn't the Gate of Impermanence under the protection of your secret realm?" Elder Cheng Chao seemed to have a deep grudge against Pei Qianyue for some reason, and immediately asked, "How long has it been, how could they be found?!"
"I also want to know this question."
Pei Qianyue's voice was flat: "It was a joint decision of the six gates to place the gate of impermanence in the secret realm, and not many people know about it."
Feng Ci came to a sudden.
No wonder Pei Qianyue wanted to come here.
Feng Ci felt strange when he was in the secret realm before. There are many protections outside the secret, and even Feng Ci didn't notice the abnormality in advance. Only by how powerful the real murderer is behind the scenes can he know everything well.
But if this matter was not done by Pei Qianyue himself, but the six sects negotiated together, it would be much simpler.
Among the six gates, someone leaked the secret.
Or, the murderer is hiding in the six doors.
The two present also understood the deep meaning, looked at each other, and fell silent.
After a long while, Wen Huaiyu said: "When this matter was decided, the heads of the six sects and some elders were present. The Qingjing Sect will thoroughly investigate this matter from today onwards. As for the other three sects, I will pass on the news later. rest assured."
Pei Qianyue nodded: "Where is Lingxiaomen?"
"What do you mean by that? How could the Lingxiao Gate leak the secrets!" Elder Cheng Chao exploded at once, his neck flushed with anger, "It was you who proposed to protect the Wuchang Gate first, and it was you who spent a lot of time calling the six sects to negotiate. The hiding place is the secret place under the root of the banyan tree that you set up with your own hands. If you want to thoroughly investigate, shouldn't you be the most suspect in Langfeng City?"
"Elder Chengchao..." Wen Huaiyu tried to persuade him, but the latter didn't appreciate it.
"Shut up, am I wrong?" Elder Cheng Chao looked at Pei Qianyue and sneered, "If there is anyone among the six sects who needs to absorb the spiritual power of others to increase their cultivation, it is not you and me, but He can't practice directly, he can only try to take shortcuts, an inhuman, monster!"
Feng Ci stopped eating melon seeds, and narrowed his eyes in displeasure.