The two birds scattered on the clouds in the clear sky, which led to the poetic feelings to the blue sky.

Amid the melodious sound of clear sound, Qingyu once saw a mountain towering into the clouds like seven pillars of heaven.

Five days later, after finishing some trivial matters, Qingyu and Xuan Zhen drove the crane (White Phoenix) back to Zhenwu Gate.

With Xuan Zhen leading the way, two big white birds passed through the air protection ring of the Zhenwu Seven Tribulation Formation and slid onto Su Nu Peak.

"Master!"

The landing of the two big birds alarmed many people. The most delighted one was the little Taoist nun Qingling.

She ran over cheering and leaped, and ran into Xuan Zhen's arms like a slutty swallow throwing her arms.

"Senior Sister Xuanzhen." A middle-aged woman who followed him politely said to Xuanzhen.

"Junior Sister Xuanyun, thank you for your hard work during this period." Xuan Zhen said warmly.

The middle-aged woman named "Xuanyun" shook her head and said, "This is the only thing that junior sister has to do."

As she said that, she looked at Qingyu with some curiosity, "Is this Taoist Master Qingyu?"

During the period when Qing Yu came to Zhenwu Gate to live, his reputation was also widely circulated in the sect. His extremely high appearance and fairy-like appearance also attracted many disciples of Kunyin Peak and Su Nu Peak to peek.

Although Xuan Yun is not that superficial and goes to Wanfa Peak to see the handsome guy, she has also heard of the dress and appearance of this white-haired Taoist.

However, what surprised Xuanyun was why Xuanzhen and Qingyu came back and took him into Su Nu Peak.

You know, this Taoist Master Qingyu is a friend of the stalwart member of the anti-head sect, Master Xuan Shangfeng, and his senior sister has always been an impartial neutral sect.

‘Didn’t you even tell me the close junior sister?’ Qingyu glanced at Xuan Zhen slightly.

The one who can be entrusted by Xuan Zhen must be the closest junior sister, but even she doesn't know Xuan Zhen's plan. This uncle is very scheming.

If she wanted to compete with Xuanfa Xuanchen for the position of head, maybe who is sitting in the position of head today is not sure!

"When I went to Shuzhou to pick up Junior Brother Xuan Shang, I also met Taoist Master Qingyu. Ling'er was able to restore her original temperament and was also the help of Taoist Master Qingyu." Xuan Zhen said briefly.

Two short words conveyed the friendship between the two and made Xuan Yun feel deeply grateful to Qingyu.

Qingling is something that Xuan Yun has seen since she was a child, and her feelings are naturally quite good. She can get out of the nightmare in her heart, and Xuan Yun is naturally grateful.

"Thank you, Master Qingyu." Xuan Yun bowed deeply.

"It's just a simple task, no thanks." Qingyu said with a smile.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Qing Ling in Xuanzhen's arms asked in surprise when she mentioned herself.

"It's nothing, it's a trivial matter," Xuan Zhen patted Qingling's back and said, "You should prepare some wine and food with Junior Sister Xuan Yun first to welcome Taoist Qingyu. If you have something to do with Taoist Qingyu."

"Okay, Master," Qing Lingxin smiled, "We have other specialty dishes on Su Nu Peak, so let Taoist Qingyu taste it."

"Yeah, go."

Watching the two of them leave, Xuan Zhen said, "Follow me."

She flew lightly into the air, covering her breath, and flew to the southwest.

Qingyu also completely restrained his aura and quietly followed Xuan Zhen.

The two flew down Su Nu Peak, flew among the sea of ​​clouds for a while, and fell.

Their destination is a quiet valley at the edge of the Seven Peaks of Zhenwu, which is one of the few scenic places nearby. At the same time, it is also a place where mysterious methods can be buried.

Qingyu and the others floated into the valley and landed in front of a lonely grave.

As a rebel, Xuanfa was not qualified to enter the cemetery of Zhenwu Gate. Even the tombstones of the lonely tomb here were blank, which was to prevent a sect from entering this place and know who was buried inside.

"I have come here to worship several times. Every time I can see the lily flowers placed in front of the tombstone by Junior Sister Xuanyin, but now the lily flowers have withered for a long time." Xuan Zhen sighed lightly.

Not only withering, but the lilies in front of the tombstone have long since withered and rotted. Xuanzhen once said that Xuanyin will come to worship every Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival.

And in normal times, I occasionally come here to weed. But now, lilies have long withered and there are not many weeds, but this should not be removed from Xuanyin, but Xuanshang.

There is also this pot of wine in front of the lonely grave. It seems that Xuan Shang had just come to worship him not long ago.

"Just just after Chongyang, if Xuanyin comes to worship, this scene will not be left behind."

Qingyu squatted slightly, touching the withered branches with his fingertips, "From the perspective of vitality, this bunch of lilies was put down at least a year ago. It seems that Xuanyin has not come this year during Qingming Festival."

"So Xuanyin may have changed his mind?" Xuan Zhen said.

"It is also possible... there is no need to come to worship again," Qingyu stood up and said, "Aren't we here today just to verify that guess?"

"Uncle Master, don't mind."

"You can do whatever you want," Xuan Zhen said softly, "I don't have a deep friendship with Xuanfa. Although he has always treated people well, in my opinion, his behavior is always with a strong intention. He and Xuanchen are not very different in my heart, otherwise I would not have chosen to be neutral at the beginning."

In fact, if Xuan Chen had not solved the problem over the years and had it expanded the problem, Xuan Zhen would not have chosen to oppose him.

"You are a disciple and don't care, what do I care about?" Xuan Zhen said lightly.

"Ha, I am an apprentice, but I haven't been with my master for more than a day." Qingyu chuckled.

His name for Xuanfa has always been a master, not a master. You can tell the difference by writing it down.

"So, let's start."

Qingyu raised his hands lightly, and the ground behind the blank tombstone began to tremble slightly, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

Then, a dark coffin really rose from the ground.

The dark coffin has countless golden patterns. This is the best coffin made of wood, which has always been specially provided by the royal family.

Although Xuanfa was defeated and died, the old subordinates still made a coffin that matched their identities.

But now, this cheap master who had been sleeping in the ground for more than ten years is about to be opened by his apprentice.

“Tu tuk tuk tuk ……………”

With the sounds, long nails were raised by the true energy and suspended in the air. Qingyu waved his hands lightly, and the true energy slowly pushed open the coffin lid that had been covered with dust for many years.

With the heavy sound, the coffin opened, revealing the true appearance of the body buried there.

The very gentle face, slightly raised two small beards, and a straight figure, is really a good face, no wonder Xuanyin has never forgotten it for many years.

However, after seeing the light, this skin quickly turned into ashes, leaving only a skeleton, which was presented to Qingyu and the others.
Chapter completed!