The villain is right beside me

When they arrived at the headmaster's hall, Mu Qing and the others told him everything that happened on the Nine Heavens Continent.

A world shattered by a catastrophe, the game between two Heavenly Lords, and countless ferocious mosquito beasts in the void.

As Mu Qing's clear voice rang out, not only the elders, but even the ancestors gradually opened their eyes wide, and expressions of astonishment began to appear on their faces.

Then, here comes the point.

Mu Qing raised his hand and eighty-one ancient stone walls appeared in the air, each emitting an ancient aura.

This is……

Feeling the ancient aura emanating from the stone wall, everyone present stared at them with an inexplicable shock in their hearts.

"This 81-word heavenly book is an ancient scripture that can help people develop a second soul. Because it is too profound, few people can comprehend it. There is also a summary of the insights that will be handed over to the sect so that many disciples can comprehend it in the future."

Silence!

When they heard that these stone walls were actually ancient scriptures passed down from ancient times, everyone, including the head teacher and the elders, were so shocked that they forgot to breathe and remained speechless for a long time.

It seemed that only silence could express the shock in their hearts at this moment.

Putting aside the value of the ancient scripture, the fact that Mu Qing was willing to hand it over to the sect was so thoughtful that they were at a loss for words.

Even if Mu Qing had selfish motives, they would not blame him for anything.

After a moment of silence, Elder Gongsun finally spoke: "Pastor nephew, are you sure you want to hand it over to the sect? You should know that even a cultivator at the Infant Transformation Realm would be jealous of an ancient scripture."

Mu Qing nodded: "It would be a hot potato if I kept it with me. Besides, there is another thing. I got a statue by chance." As he said that, he took out the statue. The statue was lifelike and exuded a pressure that even the cultivators in the Lunhai Realm could not resist.

"This statue can resist the attacks of Infant Transformation Realm cultivators. Here is the method of use. I will also give it to the sect."

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Boundless shock was like an incomparable hurricane, rumbling through everyone's hearts, stirring up countless turbulent waves, making it impossible for all of them to recover for a long time.

"Uncle Gongsun, please keep these."

Mu Qing spoke calmly, breaking the silence. Everyone present seemed to be awakened from a dream, and they all couldn't help but let out a long breath.

God!

Elder Gongsun felt both relieved and troubled at once. These treasures were too valuable, and he was afraid that only the master could make the decision.

"Then what is the third thing you mentioned?" Elder Gongsun took a deep breath. Could it be another earth-shattering treasure?

If that happens... my heart really can't take it.

Mu Qing bowed to the elders and said, "I met a senior on the air battlefield. He should be a teacher of our Piao Miao Sect. His name is Lu Changsheng..."

Before he could finish, he noticed that the atmosphere was not right, because he clearly saw that all the elders, including the head teacher, had their expressions suddenly stiffened, their pupils dilated, and they looked quite strange, as if they were shocked and couldn't believe it.

On the other hand, the disciples around him all looked puzzled and did not show any unusual reactions.

"You said...you met Senior Lu Changsheng!?" Elder Gongsun spoke, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and shock in his voice.

At this time, a ninety-year-old man in linen clothes appeared in the master's hall. On the old man's sagging face, a pair of unfathomable eyes looked at Mu Qing. To Mu Qing, it was like the power of heaven, and there was an astonishing pressure emanating, as if the person standing in front of him was not an old man, but an ancient god!

"Mu Qing pays his respects to the ancestor." Although Mu Qing had never seen this old man before, his aura and the violent pressure made him gasp. He guessed the other party's identity with shock and hurried to pay his respects.

The old man glanced at Mu Qing and a smile appeared on his face, but the pressure from him made the smile look very ferocious.

"You said, Grandmaster Lu is still alive!" the old man spoke, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and shock in his voice.

"Yes!" Under this pressure, Mu Qing still said it out loud, and this made everyone more convinced. But he was also secretly wondering in his heart, could it be that they had never seen Lu Changsheng before?

"It turned out to be true!"

"It's been so many years! Since the founding of the sect, this immortal ancestor has never appeared again. I thought he had left us long ago, but I never thought... he is still here!"

The elders seemed to be recalling some past events. They were so excited that they cried out in surprise and looked like crazy. How could they have any composure at all?

This scene made the surrounding disciples stunned, and they were all confused. Who on earth was Lu Changsheng? How could he make the ancestors so excited just by hearing his name?

"Ancestor Changsheng, did he say anything to you?" The old man took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked slowly. His eyes looking at Mu Qing had become extremely kind and amiable.

Mu Qing was startled. Seeing that the ancestor and the elders were staring at him, he stopped hiding it and said, "The senior didn't say anything else. He just gave me some pointers."

The ancestor of immortality...actually gave this guy some pointers?

The ancestor and a group of elders suddenly breathed rapidly, their eyes became red like a group of little white rabbits. How great a blessing must they have to be able to listen to the immortal music and wonderful teachings of this old man!

It seemed like they all knew clearly that Patriarch Changsheng was the founding ancestor of the current Piaomiao Sect and had lived for who knows how long, perhaps even longer than the current ancestor in the Infant Transformation Realm. His cultivation was truly astonishing!

Now, such an old antique actually showed up to give Mu Qing some advice. How could they not be jealous of such an opportunity?

For them, knowing that the Immortal Ancestor is still alive is much more valuable than the treasures just now.

"Mu Qing, you have done a great service for my Piao Miao Sect today. As the ancestor, I should reward you greatly. Tell me what you need. As long as we have it in our Piao Miao Sect, I can satisfy you!"

Suddenly, the old man looked at Mu Qing and said with a smile on his face. His voice was heroic and joyful, revealing an undisguised doting attitude, which made the other disciples extremely envious.

Everyone knew that, apart from this news, just based on the inheritance of the ancient scripture and the statue, the sect owed him a favor. In fact, his position in the sect would inevitably become better and better and unbreakable in the future.

"Disciple, I have no other request but a private wish. I want to observe the four secret techniques of the sect." Mu Qing said with a bow.

"To learn the secret techniques, anyone can do so as long as they are a direct disciple. This is nothing. Your gratitude to the sect is so deep that it is not just a few volumes of secret techniques. How about this? Just consider it as a favor I owe you. If you have any requests in the future, just ask if I can do it."

It is said that at his level, he does not need to be moved by the secret techniques. However, if these ancient scriptures are passed down, they will surely cultivate more powerful people for the sect. Even within a hundred years, the Piaomiao Sect will undergo a drastic change!

When the ancestor said this, everyone was stunned again. The Infant Transformation Ancestor said in person that he owed a favor to someone, which was more precious than getting a fairy treasure!

“I’m Chen Zhenzi. Bring him to my place of ancestral home in the sect soon and I’ll personally start the inheritance for him.” As the old man spoke, he had already thrown the stone wall out of the mountain. It took root deeply on the top of the mountain of Piao Miao Sect with a loud bang. This way, all the disciples could observe.

He then placed the statue in the ancestral temple to protect the sect.

After doing all this, the old man left with satisfaction.

Mu Qing and the others also left, and Si Minghai took out a storage bag and handed it over.

"Master, and all the elders, these are the clothes, magic tools, and even the bones of other junior brothers and sisters... I only found this much."

When everyone saw this, they were moved.

Among them may be their apprentices, younger generations they care about, or even relatives.

Compared to the shock brought by Mu Qing, Si Minghai's insignificant thoughts made them tremble even more.

"You... are thoughtful." The head master took the storage bag solemnly with both hands. The sect had known about the dead disciples for a long time and even had a burial place for them. However, they fell in the battlefield in the air and their bodies were not found, so they could only build a cenotaph.

The road to cultivating immortals is ruthless. Perhaps one day, even the elders like them may die on the spot if they are not careful. Then, who will be able to clean up the mess and leave their bodies behind?

Whenever a disciple's life tablet was shattered in Piao Miao Sect, if the body could be found, it would be good. But if not, they would hold a funeral for the body along with his clothes and place it in the ancestral land deep in the sect.

This is the last thing the sect can do for them. Even if the sect did it deliberately, every disciple longs for this kind of deliberateness.

This is the tradition of Piaomiao Sect, a tradition that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Afterwards, the sect announced two major events. One was that the disciples who returned alive from the airspace battlefield brought a great gift; the other was that a monument would be erected soon for those disciples who died in the airspace battlefield!

Death often happens on the road to cultivation, but the sect not only publicized the achievements of Mu Qing and others, but also sounded a warning to everyone. The sect has been established for many years, and the reason why it can stand firm today is not just because of its strong strength, but also because of its endless spirit.

Any disciple of Piao Miao Sect is never alone when he goes out. As long as Piao Miao Sect exists, the sect will be his permanent home.

And this spirit will turn into a stronger sense of identity, making all disciples willing to give everything for the sect, including their own lives, to defend the sect and their homes.

A few days later, in the early morning, the sky was gloomy and the sound of sad bells echoed throughout the Piaomiao Sect. Countless disciples wearing black robes silently walked out of their residences with sad looks and gradually gathered halfway up the Piaomiao Mountain.

There, there is a stone tablet several meters high. From top to bottom, names are engraved on the tablet, and today, several more names will be engraved.

The names on these stone tablets are all those ancestors who sacrificed their lives for the Piao Miao Sect.

In the crowd, a group of people were carrying wooden boxes on their shoulders. Si Minghai was the one who rushed to be at the front. Among them were their fellow brothers and sisters.

Mo Wanji looked at these in the crowd and couldn't help but feel emotional. If it wasn't for... the one lying inside would have been him.

Mu Qing stood in the crowd in a daze, looking at the people who had gathered, and then looking at the tombstone where the ancestor had personally carved each name. He thought to himself: If I die one day... will anyone collect my body?