Qingzong, cemetery.
Everyone is dressed in plain clothes.
Lin Changsheng stood at the front with a sad look on his face.
In front, stood a tomb.
It is the tomb of Dugu Changkong.
Today, Qingzong held a funeral without notifying outsiders and simply arranged it.
Senior officials of Lihua Palace and Buddhism expressed their condolences. Liu Nansheng and three Zen masters bowed deeply towards the tombstone to show their respect.
Without the martyrs of Qingzong, how could there be peace in the world?
Putting aside other interests, bowing and saluting is the right thing to do.
"Several elders from the inner sect of Linghe Sect would like to see you."
During the mourning period, someone came to visit.
"Please come in!"
Lin Changsheng ordered.
Above the main hall, Lin Changsheng sat in the main seat, and Chen Qingyuan was somewhere on the left.
The relationship between Linghe Sect and Qingzong is quite special. There is a special bond, which is Mr. Dugu.
Several elders saluted in front of the old man's grave, and then came to the main hall to discuss important matters.
"Linghe Sect is willing to work together with Qingzong." The leader, the great elder of Linghe Sect, said solemnly.
As he spoke, the great elder took out dozens of space rings and a jade stone.
There are many resources in the ring, and jade is a communication tool.
If Qingzong encounters difficulties, he can crush the jade as soon as possible, and Linghe Sect will come to help as quickly as possible.
"Farewell."
After finishing their conversation, the elder of Linghe Sect bowed his hands in salute and turned around to leave.
Not long after, Dongli Sword Sect also sent people over to show their goodwill and express their intention to help.
Dugu Changkong passed away, and all the sects were ready to move.
At this time, those who dare to make good friends with Qing Zong face to face are really determined.
Until now, Great Pessimism is still in a wait-and-see state.
The ancestor of Dabei passed away. Before his death, he strictly ordered the sect to settle their grudges with Qingzong and protect the younger generation of Qingzong.
However, after the ancestor died, the sect's senior officials did not do this.
In the eyes of everyone, Qingzong will definitely not be able to survive the great calamity of the world, and making friends with him is simply asking for death.
However, the Lihua Palace, Buddhism Sect, Linghe Sect, Dongli Sword Sect and other forces have all expressed their intentions and are on the same front as the Qing Sect.
After learning about this, Great Pessimism hesitated again.
"Should we listen to our ancestor's order?"
In recent days, Great Pessimism has been discussing this matter, but has never been able to come up with a result, which makes him very depressed.
"There is still a chance to show good intentions. If it drags on, it will be difficult to resolve the old grudges with Qingzong."
The senior officials neither want to take risks, but also want to gain benefits. It is really hopeless.
The opportunity of great pessimism was requested by his ancestor from Dugu Changkong before his death.
However, subsequent generations did not take the ancestor's words to heart, and they followed the instructions in both positive and negative ways.
"Sect Master, please give me the right words!"
After several days of discussion with no result, everyone looked at the Holy Master.
The Holy Lord lowered his eyebrows in deep thought and was silent for a long time.
"Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Ignore either side and wait and see what happens."
Finally, the Holy Lord issued an order.
It's a good idea to be alone.
However, great pessimism is already deep in the quagmire and cannot survive alone. Unless, Qingzong is destroyed.
If the Great Ancestor of Great Bei knew about this, he would probably crawl out of his grave, slap one by one, and destroy all these idiotic descendants.
...
Today, a group of uninvited guests came to Qingzong.
The elders of Shanngling Temple, Zhaixing Tower, Penglai Villa, Wudao Cliff and other forces.
Hundreds of people came here to pay their respects.
Lin Changsheng did not stop him.
Anyone who dares to take action during the worship period will be despised by the monks all over the world. In any case, Qing Zong is also a hero in guarding the Demon Abyss. Regardless of whether all the forces recognize it or not, this is a fact.
Furthermore, with the high-level officials of Ewha Palace and Buddhism present, there is really no need to worry about too much trouble.
"Senior Dugu, you have sacrificed yourself for others, which is beyond the reach of monks like us."
Hundreds of people came forward to pay homage and were very respectful.
This kind of behavior is purely pretentious, and the purpose is to save their own face and not to be ridiculed by the monks all over the world.
After finally sending away the monks from various sects, new troubles arose, giving Chen Qingyuan a headache.
"There is a person outside the door who wants to see Uncle Master."
An inner disciple went straight to Chen Qingyuan's residence and reported.
"Who is it?"
Chen Qingyuan's voice came out.
"Chang Ziqiu."
The inner disciple replied.
"Oh?" Chen Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering this person: "Let him in, please go to the side hall, I will come later." "
Yes."
Then, the disciple acted according to the order.
Inside the room, Chang Ziqiu's appearance appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
Chang Ziqiu, one of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, a swordsman cultivator who once showed great brilliance at the Baimai Feast.
The most important thing is that the girl in red made an agreement before, asking Chen Qingyuan to bring something to find the descendants of his old friend. And that descendant is Chang Ziqiu.
After so many years, I didn't expect Chang Ziqiu to come to my door.
In the side hall, Chang Ziqiu was dressed in light-colored cloth, with a cup of hot tea on the table beside him.
"Brother Chang is here, why are you looking for me?"
Chen Qingyuan strode in and asked the disciples around him to go out and do their work without waiting.
As a result, they were the only two people left in the palace.
"It's really important. I hope I can get an answer from Brother Chen."
Chang Ziqiu stood up and clasped his fists to show friendship.
"Please tell me."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Where did the jade pendant that Brother Chen gave me as a gift come from?"
The dragon-shaped blood jade was a possession of Chang Ziqiu's ancestors. It contains many ancient secrets and bloodline secrets.
Over the years, Chang Ziqiu has been studying blood jade and has lived in seclusion.
His current strength is many times stronger than that of Baimai Feast. If we really want to compare, the number of people among his peers who can surpass him is probably no more than a palm count.
"This...no comment."
Chen Qingyuan muttered.
"This matter is very important to me. I hope Brother Chen can tell me."
Chang Ziqiu's eyes were a bit eager, and his tone was a bit pleading.
"I already said back then that I was entrusted by someone to give you the jade pendant. I really can't say who it is specifically."
Because the girl in red had already said it before, she couldn't reveal anything about her. Therefore, Chen Qingyuan could only hold it in.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan's troubled face, Chang Ziqiu knew that nothing could be gained by asking, so he had no choice but to give up: "Since Brother Chen is in trouble, I won't ask."
"Yes." Chen Qingyuan nodded lightly.
Chang Ziqiu sat on the chair, sipping tea one after another, feeling very comfortable.
After a long while, Chen Qingyuan said: "Brother Chang, is there anything else?"
"No more." Chang Ziqiu shook his head.
"Then I won't keep you, and I won't send you far away."
Chen Qingyuan issued an order to expel you.
"I want to stay in Qingzong for a while longer. Is that possible?"
Chang Ziqiu seemed to have no intention of leaving.
"Why?"
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"Because I'm wandering around the world and have nowhere to go."
That's what I said, but actually there was another reason. Ever since he obtained the dragon-shaped blood jade, Chang Ziqiu often had dreams.
Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice guiding Chang Ziqiu, asking him to follow Chen Qingyuan.
"..." Chen Qingyuan was stunned for a moment: "It's not appropriate!"
"I pay the money and my stay will never be in vain."
Chang Ziqiu knew Chen Qingyuan's temperament well and took out a Xumi ring. It is filled with spiritual stones.
"We are all brothers. You are so polite. I will arrange a place for you later. You can stay as long as you want."
Chen Qingyuan took the Xumi ring, explored the resources in the ring with his spiritual mind, and said with a smile.