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Chapter 145: Daoist Qingyou

Song Qingyi was very angry.

I think that the generation of geniuses of Grand Master Qingsheng died halfway through the road to heaven, and it was not a ghost trick that died of the demonic path, but a master of the predecessor of the righteous sect! This righteous sect has always regarded itself as a moral model and is accustomed to restraining others with morality!

At this moment, Song Qingyi didn't know how he felt in his heart.

Unlike Song Qingyi's shocked and angry, Song Mingting, who was standing beside him, was much more in a mood. Because he had experienced this once in his dream, this was the second time he saw this passage on the ground, so naturally it was impossible for him to have such a big emotional fluctuation like Song Qingyi.

However, even so, when he saw this passage again, he still couldn't hide his sadness, and because of his past experience, there was a lot of empathy in this sadness.

In the dream, when he saw this passage on the ground, his reaction was actually similar to that of the elder brother. He was also sad and angry, and he wished he could kill Chunyang Sect immediately. But now when he saw the last stroke of Taoist Qingqian, his mood was very different. In addition to his anger, he felt more emotional, and his heart was much more complicated.

When the uncle of the Grand Master Qingsheng entered their Guizang Sword Pavilion at the age of 11, it took only one year to be promoted from an inner disciple to a true disciple. Then, it took ten years to practice from the Daohuo period to the Picking Week. Five years later, it realized the Qingsheng Sword Qi. Then it took another three years to practice the Eight Swords of Yong, and finally even created the Eight Swords of Xiaoyong. This talent was definitely unique at that time and could be called a "genius talent"!

If you think carefully, when Master Qingsheng was practicing the Eight Swords of Yong, he was only forty years old. For monks, he could only be considered a young man. Master Qingsheng had such achievements when he was young, and he had not experienced any training. You can imagine how energetic he was back then!

But it is such a young man who was successful, arrogant and proud all his life, and never suffered hardships in his life, and finally died so miserably. When he was dying, he could only stay in this dark and narrow cave, forcing his last breath, writing his last words, and finally died alone, without seeing the light of heaven for five hundred years.

How uncomfortable this scene was. What made him even more uncomfortable was that this passage said, "Disciples are unfilial and cannot serve others." Before his death, Grand Master Qingsheng was still thinking about his master, but he could not think that the person he still remembered before his death had passed away, and even if he wanted to make a message, he could not pass it.

Five hundred years have passed, and all the people and things that Qingqian uncle was familiar with have become history and disappeared in the long river of time. Even himself has become a few words in the history books of the sect.

Five hundred years, clouds and smoke.

Things in the world are vicissitudes and life is disillusioned, but that's it.

The unwillingness and endless guilt revealed between the lines of Taoist Qingqiu made him feel empathy. Because of the empathy, he felt resentful.

When Song Mingting felt sad, on the other side, Song Qingyi finally took action. He red eyes and let out a heavy breath, then turned around and said to Song Mingting: "Junior brother, let's kowtow to Grand Master Qingsheng, and then invite the body of Grand Master back."

Song Mingting nodded with red eyes, stepped forward and stood side by side with Song Qingyi, kowtowing the remains of Taoist Qingqi, but when he kowtowed, he deliberately slowed down.

The moment the two men's heads touched the ground, a blue light suddenly rushed out from the dead bones of the Qingfeng Taoist, and attacked Song Qingyi's eyebrows like lightning.

The speed of this blue light was so fast that even Song Qingyi could not react in time and could only watch the blue light rush into his eyebrows.

Song Qingyi's straightening move immediately stopped there, and his eyes became dull. When Song Mingting saw it, a "panic" flashed across his face and said anxiously: "Senior Brother, are you okay?"

It's done! Song Mingting silently said to himself in his heart. As for the anxious look on his face, it was naturally performed.

With his ability, he could actually break the outside ban when he came alone, because five hundred years later, the ban left by Taoist Qingqiu was actually not much power left. The reason why he specially called Song Qingyi was not idle and had nothing to do.

He called his senior brother to come over together, and deliberately took a step back when he kowtowed just now, in fact, it was to let the senior brother get this ball of light.

Because this blue light is actually the cultivation insights condensed by Grand Master Qingsheng! It embodies the lifelong cultivation experience of Grand Master Qingsheng!

During the previous monthly assessment, he considered finding a way to improve his senior brother's strength. Because he knew very well that if he did not find a way to improve his senior brother's strength, Pan Yuanshan's strength will surpass his senior brother in a few years!

Of course, that was temporary. Later, his senior brother would surpass his strength and would pull Pan Yuanshan farther and farther away.

But even if it is only temporary, he would not allow this to happen!

So, after a little thought, he decided to give this opportunity to his senior brother. Because this opportunity was useless to him, but it was extremely helpful to the senior brother.

The uncle of the Grand Master Qingsheng was a young genius. When he died, his cultivation was at its peak. He was one step away from entering my Taoist stage. It is not an exaggeration to say that his cultivation experience was a priceless treasure. Moreover, although the uncle of the Grand Master Qingsheng died suddenly in his prime, he practiced a lot of cave mysterious magic at all. He practiced a total of four cave mysterious magic spells throughout his life, including the Eight Swords of Eternal Character mentioned in his last words.

In addition to the four powerful methods, there is also the cultivation experience of Grand Master Qingsheng from the Daohuo period to the date of induction. With this experience, his senior brother can take fewer detours when he practices. It can be said that any true disciple of Guizang Sword Pavilion can become a genius in an instant even if his qualifications are average. His senior brother was originally a genius, and after obtaining this opportunity, the cultivation speed would be not to mention.

From now on, Pan Yuanshan will have no chance of being stronger than his senior brother!

Song Qingyi was still in a state of loss. Song Mingting maintained an anxious and worried expression while thinking about the past.

In his "previous life", he really started to make efforts because of this opportunity. Otherwise, with his mediocre roots and bones, even if he had many opportunities such as Yin and Yang eyebrows, it would be unrealistic to become an elite disciple.
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