Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

He walked down the stage step by step, but his back seemed indescribably sad.

Zhang Yunqing's eyes moved, and the video swept over the people below the stage when Mo Wang walked off the stage.

It was Sect Leader Zhang, and...a woman in robes.

Zhang Yunqing's heart skipped a beat.

That robe is a mortal's robe!

This year, only one mortal came to Lingyao City, and that was Ying Ling.

This person, Ying Ling, or rather, Zhang Kaiying.

She stood with Sect Leader Zhang, although they did not speak to each other or even make eye contact.

But the distance between the two people was obviously not the distance that strangers would have.

Zhang Zongzhu? Zhang Pingzhi?

Zhang Yunqing raised her eyes, she remembered.

She remembered!

Pingzhi, before this, she had often talked with Sect Master Zhang about the cultivation methods derived from the Great Dao.

Once, they talked about the improvement of the Dao-derived exercises, which were created by "Brother Ping" more than a thousand years ago.

And this 'brother Ping' was the former leader of Taixu Sect, Qianji Xianjun.

Yes, that's him.

Zhang Yunqing had previously searched for information about the Taixu Sect in various classics because he was curious about the reasons for the Taixu Sect's decline.

Immortal Lord Qianji had his name changed to Meng Qianji by his master as early as when he entered the sect.

He has been an immortal for thousands of years. During this long period of time, his name, which had only appeared briefly in the mortal world before, has long been forgotten.

Everyone only knows Meng Qianji.

Apart from his younger brother, who else remembers his original name?

Zhang Yunqing suddenly felt creepy. Could such a sage who was praised by everyone be a villain who used forbidden techniques to steal the fortune of future generations?

Or, did he have a compelling reason?

Save the world? Or save yourself?

Why was the war thousands of years ago so chaotic? Why did those who knew the truth keep silent?

Those who quelled the war only left behind a few words of praise, and there was not even a record of why the disaster started and how it ended.

There are only speculations from a group of monks, one version after another.

Zhang Yunqing suddenly laughed as she was thinking about it. She shook her head. It was really interesting that she was a small fry in her thirties and was worried about everything all day long.

Zhu Qing, who was standing by, watched her frowning in worry, shaking her head in self-mockery, and then returning to a calm state. He couldn't help but ask, "What did you see?"

Zhang Yunqing came back to his senses and threw the video in his hand to him, "This is it."

Leave professional matters to professionals.

Zhu Qing naturally realized that Taixu Sect was closely related to this matter, but he didn't know that Zhang Pingzhi was the brother of the current Sect Master Zhang.

So Zhang Yunqing kindly reminded him, "I heard that the current leader of the Taixu Sect, Zhang, and the former Qianji Immortal Lord are brothers from the same mother. Now that he is struggling to support the Taixu Sect, he must be missing his brother."

"Zhang... Sect Master? Brother..." Zhu Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at 'Ying Ling' in the picture in disbelief.

"Oh my." Zhang Yunqing glanced at him. "These two are the only ones left in the Taixu Sect. Why did they come to Lingyao City? Are they going to the main area of ​​the Immortal Burial Ground to pay tribute to their fellow disciples?"

Zhu Qing's eyes moved, and it was obvious that he couldn't figure it out either.

"Oh, right." Zhang Yunqing suddenly smiled and looked at him, "I don't know what the mysterious immortal is here to do in Lingyao City? I wonder if I can help you in any way?"

Zhu Qing looked at her doubtfully, as if he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. "Who are you? Since I came here, you have been trying to guide me..."

This person seemed to have known his plan for a long time, but apart from the Immortal King, only Yang Nian knew that he was investigating Zhang Pingzhi.

There was no way Yang Nian would reveal his whereabouts to anyone.

Zhang Yunqing made up a story, "It's all coincidence. It's not good to be too suspicious."

Zhu Qing pondered, could this person be the mysterious immortal? Obviously, it was unlikely, but no matter who the person in front of him was, at least for now, he was helping him.

He suddenly stood up, glanced at Lan Xiangzi who was sleeping soundly, and then glanced at Zhang Yunqing, "Friend Zhang, I have something to do and I have to leave the Southern Wasteland first. I hope you can say goodbye to the Third Prince for me after he wakes up."

Zhang Yunqing nodded, "Okay."

After Zhu Qing finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Zhang Yunqing "borrowed" a tail from Lan Xiangzi, used it to support the back of her head, and lay down. She crossed her legs and watched Zhu Qing's departing back.

Since Sect Leader Zhang is acquainted with Zhang Kaiying, he must know something about what happened a thousand years ago. Zhu Qing must be going to investigate this clue.

At the same time, at the top of the mountain where Taixu Sect’s main gate is located.

Gongyi Qingshuang stood in front of the nine-story tower with his hands behind his back, brows furrowed.

Elder Mo Wang came over from behind.

"How are the little guys doing?"

Gongyi Qingshuang shook his head, "No results yet."

Elder Mo Wang glanced at her, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"If Elder Mo has anything to say, just say it." Gongyi Qingshuang suddenly turned around and bowed.

Elder Mo Wang sighed, "Are you serious? You are only at the Golden Core stage?"

Gongyi Qingshuang smiled and said, "It will soon be the Soul Separation Realm."

Elder Mo Wang shook his head. "That demon king is as powerful as a Void Realm cultivator. How did you survive under his power?"

"I've told you all many times that it was my spirit beast, the Spirit Devouring Turtle, that took me away." Gongyi Qingshuang said with a smile, "It's just that I was injured by the pressure from the demon king and fainted, so I couldn't get back in time."

Mo Wang lowered his eyes, obviously not believing her words, "However, since you are willing to save the younger disciples with your own life, I will not ask you about the details."

"Everyone can have secrets, but if what you hide is evil, I will not care about your kindness in saving the younger disciples." Elder Mo Wang looked at her with deep eyes.

Gongyi Qingshuang bowed his head, "Don't worry, Elder."

"Buzz!"

A majestic moral force descended from the sky and smashed onto the nine-story tower with a hum.

"boom!"

The vast spiritual power dissipated from the tower, like ripples gradually spreading into the distance.

Sect Leader Zhang, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and appeared in front of the nine-story tower the next second.

Gongyi Qingshuang let out a deep, tense breath, "Finally, it appeared."

The strange phenomenon lasted for a while, and then suddenly subsided.

"Boom~"

A long bell sound came from the clouds.

The golden spiritual power and the silver morality intertwined to break through the skylight and enveloped the nine-story tower.

A small figure walked out of the tower.

His whole body was interwoven with the luster of gold and silver, and even his hair seemed to be floating gently in the water, with each strand clearly visible.

This shows the power surrounding her.

"Xingchen, come here." Elder Mowang waved with a smile.

Mo Xingchen ran a few steps and found himself flying. He was so panicked that his eyebrows were furrowed.

"Don't panic, you have to learn to control this power." Sect Master Zhang said with a smile.

Then several figures walked out of the tower, but they did not have any special powers.