At the end of the banquet, the monks from all sects left one after another.
Some people who liked to watch the excitement retreated to the stars near Qingzong and continued to watch.
After finishing all these things, Chen Qingyuan could finally rest for a while.
"I have never thought before that I am actually a member of the Qing Sect."
Sitting on the white jade steps in front of the main hall, Chen Qingyuan looked into the distance and murmured to himself.
I once saw records about the Qing Sect in ancient books, and I just felt that the behavior of this sect was admirable. It produced outstanding people from generation to generation, and stood firm to its beliefs without seeking benefits.
In a blink of an eye, I became a disciple of the Qing Sect. It was really dreamy.
"Uncle Master."
Suddenly, Fang Qingyun was a lot older. He was not ashamed to say "Uncle Master" at all. He was even used to it.
"Old Fang, sit down."
Chen Qingyuan wanted to call Fang Qingyun his senior before, but Fang Qingyun said he couldn't bear it. So, after negotiation, we could only change the title.
Fang Qingyun attaches great importance to seniority, and he is not stupid. He knows that Chen Qingyuan is the future of Qingzong. It is not embarrassing to call the future top warrior "Uncle Master", on the contrary, it is a great honor.
"The ancestor asked my uncle to go to Beihuang and take over all the people from the Qing Sect's main line."
The news that Chen Qingyuan is a member of the Qing Sect has been exposed. A slightly capable force will know that Chen Qingyuan comes from the Xuan Qing Sect and has a close relationship with him if he casually investigates. .
Therefore, while Dugu Changkong is still alive, he must pave the way for Qing Zong.
Although Chen Qingyuan's identity is directly exposed, this is the best choice at present.
Dugu Changkong intimidates the world. If we don't rebuild the foundation of Qingzong now, we will rely on Lin Changsheng, Chen Qingyuan and others in the future. It will be difficult to imagine.
"Okay."
Chen Qingyuan's eyes lit up and he immediately became energetic.
The Xuan Qing Sect, which is far away in a remote area of the Northern Wilderness, has not yet heard about the major events in the world, and has not even heard of the Qing Sect.
This time when he goes back, Chen Qingyuan will have a good chat with his family, shock their jaws, and subvert their outlook on life.
"The main line is very far away from here. If you encounter danger, you will be in trouble."
Xuanqing Sect is located in a remote place and has scarce resources. The general level of cultivation of the people in the sect is very low, and the strongest ones only have those who are in the Tribulation Stage. for.
If you are targeted by some thieves on the way back, the consequences will be disastrous.
Chen Qingyuan did not dare to gamble with the lives of his family members, so of course he had to ask questions clearly and make complete preparations.
"Uncle, don't worry, our ancestor has already made arrangements."
Fang Qingyun said, "I am going with my uncle this time. In addition, there are three Zen masters from the Buddhist sect and the powerful masters from Daoyi Academy to protect the way secretly."
Dong Dong said. In the Tufo Sect, the strongest one is the old monk. Besides him, there are three great Zen masters.
In order to protect the people of the Qing Sect's main lineage, three Zen masters accompanied him. It is conceivable that Buddhism gave Qingzong enough face just to form a good relationship.
"I see, then there's no need to worry."
Chen Qingyuan understood, and the worry in his eyes dissipated instantly.
In the main hall of the Qing Sect, there is a quiet pavilion.
Dugu Changkong and the old monk drank tea and discussed Taoism in a harmonious atmosphere.
"Master's Dharma is exquisite, and it is much better than the previous abbot."
Once upon a time, Dugu Changkong had a chance encounter with the previous abbot of the Buddhist sect, but the abbot did not know his identity as the successor of the Qing Sect and passed him by.
"Donor Dugu thinks highly of me."
The old monk smiled slightly and said modestly.
"I know that Buddhism wants to use Qingzong's cause and effect to spread the word to the world. I don't object to this, but I also ask Buddhism to help Qingzong sincerely, otherwise the good fate will turn into bad fate, which will be difficult to deal with. "
Dugu Changkong must consider various extreme situations. He cannot entrust the future of Qingzong to others, but must take the initiative in his own hands.
"Buddhists admire the Qingzong very much and never dare to do anything against their will. As long as I am still alive, I will not let the Qingzong be in a situation where it is difficult to survive alone." The
old monk said with a sincere face.
"That's good."
Dugu Changkong believed in the old monk's character and nodded with a smile.
The two drank tea and chatted for a long time.
A few hours later, the old monk left quietly.
On a certain star near Qingzong, there was a person waiting early.
The man was dressed in simple clothes and looked elegant.
Lihua Palace, Liu Nansheng.
"Want to leave?"
On the top of the barren mountain, Liu Nansheng had already calculated the old monk's return path and was waiting here.
Hearing the familiar voice, the old monk stopped in mid-air, turned around slowly, saluted with clasped hands and said, "Donor Liu."
"We meet old friends again, why don't you sit down and chat?"
Liu Nansheng waved gently, and a wooden tree appeared on the top of the mountain. Table and wooden chairs, with fragrant tea on the table.
In fact, both of them wanted to meet and chat, so they kept the outsiders away and were alone.
All the senior officials of Lihua Palace were driven back. Liu Nansheng gave the order, and no one dared to disobey. Those masters who were interested in taking advantage of the situation had no choice but to sigh secretly.
There were only three Zen masters among the top Buddhist sects who had the ability to spy. They were all sent away by the old monk to protect the people of the Qing Sect's main lineage.
On the one hand, he became associated with Qingzong, and on the other hand, he was able to avoid being watched, killing two birds with one stone.
"The first snow in the Southern Desert Country."
The old monk landed on the top of the mountain and smelled the type of tea.
The tea from a small country in the southern region is very ordinary and cannot be considered elegant. However, this tea carries the memories of the old monk and Liu Nansheng.
When the two first met, it was in a teahouse in a small country in the southern desert.
In a trance, time went back to the past.
In the small teahouse, the aroma of tea overflows and hits your nose.
In the corner, a young woman wearing a veil is enjoying this peaceful time.
Outside the door, a passing young monk came, wearing a simple cassock, with a ring scar carved on his head, red lips and white teeth, and a childish face. He had obviously just entered the world to practice.
"Donor, can you give me a bowl of tea?"
The young monk asked the owner of the teahouse for alms.
As a disciple of Buddhism and with good cultivation, how could he be thirsty? What you do is necessary for experience.
Begging for help from thousands of families, traveling all over the world, comprehending the mortal world and transcending the ordinary world.
"Go away, don't disturb my business."
There are not many serious monks these days. It's not that the teahouse owner is unkind, but the young monk is so good-looking that he doesn't look like a monk at all.
In the eyes of the teahouse owner and some onlookers, the young monk was probably a monastic monk pretending to be a monk and cheating.
Just as the young monk was about to leave, the girl in the corner suddenly said: "Little monk, come in and sit down, I'll treat you to a cup of tea."
Someone is paying the bill, so the teahouse owner will naturally not meddle in other people's business.
"Thank you, female donor."
The young monk walked in, looked at this strange girl, and saw that she was not an ordinary woman, but a monk.
The girl also sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy and became interested in the young monk.
At a glance, the past is like smoke, seemingly floating in front of you, but when you reach out, it is like a mirror, a mirror, and a moon in the water, out of reach.
On the top of the mountain, Liu Nansheng poured a cup of tea as he did before, and smiled slightly: "Sit down, I'll treat you to a cup of tea."