Wancang never regrets

Qingyun Mountain.

It is said that there are no Jiazi in the mountains, and Cang Song spends his days handling the affairs of Qingyun Sect, teaching Qi Hao and other disciples, practicing, practicing, and practicing by himself. He is becoming more and more calm and introverted, and he is even more stern in front of others. , very strict, hard to show a smile, and the law enforcement is fair and strict without negligence and selfishness, so all the disciples of Qingyun sect respect and fear him, and it feels like a whole ten years have passed like this.

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Ten years later.

On Longshou Peak, there are dense forests and lush green grass.

The night was dark, and the breeze blew past the mountain peaks. The woods made a sound like waves, and countless shadows shook together.

At that time, Cangsong was in the main hall, Longqing Hall. After finishing the affairs on the table, he sat silently for a while, then got up and walked into the back hall, walking all the way, passing through the halls and pavilions, and saw his Daotong's disciples all saluted respectfully, Cang Song just waved his sleeves and walked straight to the first quiet room with a blank expression on his face.

After Cang Song closed the door, he stood in the quiet room on Longshou Peak that only he could enter, his frosty face seemed to relax, he sighed softly, but revealed a faint tired look.

On the side of the quiet room against the mountain wall, the window was half open at this time, a mountain wind blew in, passed over the book case, and blew up a few pages of an ancient book above, sending out a soft " "Click" sound, Cangsong stood silently for a long time, as if lost in thought, for a moment, he walked over slowly, picked up the ancient book lightly, patted the cover with his hand, and blew lightly, as if I need to blow off some dust, then take the paperweight from the case and press the pages down.

Afterwards, he walked to the desk and sat on the big carved chair with an indifferent expression, but he did not know where to press it lightly on the desk, only to hear the sound of "cluck" in the quiet room. The pines on the large carved chair have disappeared, and a Yin-Yang Tai Chi figure faintly appeared and then disappeared.

Cangsong stands tall and is now in a dark room, there are no windows on all sides, only a stone door is tightly closed, and an ordinary pine table is placed on one side of the room. Staring at the objects on the square table, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and the palms on his side were trembling slightly, and he saw that the pine wood square table was like a sword stand, on which was placed a blue fairy sword, the blade was as clear as In the autumn water, the auspicious energy is transpiring, the sword is as green as water, and it is shining brightly. This is the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Cang Song stared quietly, the tears in his eyes deepened, and the pain filled his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly staggered and hugged the Dragon Sword into his arms, caressing it and muttering to himself: "Senior Brother Wan..."

The sky is already bright, the blue sky is endless, the blue sky is clear and there is a feeling of transparency, the towering mountains rise from the ground, rolling up and down, and you can vaguely see the mountains full of green, ancient trees into forests, white clouds like yarn, hovering like ribbons In the middle of the mountain, there is the sound of cranes, the auspicious energy is transpiring, and countless solemn palaces, pavilions, towers and pavilions are half hidden and half revealed in the mist and mist of the mountains.

Suddenly, there was a regular sound of bells and tripods in the mountains.

Cang Songben was in meditation in the secret room, when he suddenly heard the sound of a bell, he opened his eyes, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and with the flip of his palm, he saw the stone door of the secret room suddenly open. Yin, only heard a clear and crisp sword cry, which came out from his waist, a clear light flickered, and slowly rose, the blade of the sword was unsheathed across the chest, Cangsong jumped up the sword suspended in front of him, the Taoist robe With a flick, he heard a "swish", and he flew straight towards the huge mountain peak. After a while, he turned into a clear light and disappeared among the white clouds.

Tongtian Peak, inside the Yuqing Palace.

Daoxuan was sitting in the middle, and the heads of the other five veins were also present, only the pines hadn't arrived yet.

Everyone was silent, Daoxuan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, with a hint of helplessness and pampering in his eyes.

Tian Buyi, who was sitting on the right side of Daoxuan, showed a trace of anger, raised his eyes to Daoxuan, and said: "Senior brother, this Cangsong is too rude, to let the senior brother and all the juniors wait."

Hearing this, Daoxuan was about to speak up to defend Cang Song, thinking that he must be late due to some business, when he heard a rather stern and clear voice from the gate of the palace, saying: "Junior Brother Tian, ​​I just have something to do in the peak After a short delay, I heard someone gossiping behind my back, I don't know what you mean!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Cang Song coming slowly from the gate of the palace, walked straight to Daoxuan, bowed his hands and said: "Senior brother, sect master."

Daoxuan looked at Cangsong with a smile on his face, nodded slightly and said: "Junior Cangsong, sit down."

After Cang Song went to the seat and sat down, he glanced coldly at Tian Buyi who was facing him. Seeing this, Tian Buyi's complexion sank and he snorted. Cang Song turned a blind eye to Daoxuan and asked, "Brother Sect Leader, today I don’t know why the bell called us to the Palace of Jade Purity.”

Daoxuan glanced at the other six people sitting on the chair, sighed, and said slowly: "It's not a big deal, but in recent years, I feel that my cultivation base has always stagnated at the top of the supernatant, and it will be difficult to break through to reach the top level. Clear the realm, so I want to retreat for a period of time, during this period, I will leave everything in the door to you."

Hearing this, Cangsong lowered his head slightly, a glint of light flashed in his dark eyes, while the other leaders of the peaks had expressions on their faces that were either admiration or expressionless.

Daoxuan's gaze swept over the six people again, and finally his gaze stayed on Cangsong with his head bowed. After a while, he said again: "When I am away, if there is any important matter at the door, you can discuss it and make a decision. If you have nothing to do, go to your own business!"

Seeing this, everyone bid farewell.

Cang Song was getting up from his seat to leave, but seeing Daoxuan winking at him, he immediately understood and sat down again.

Seeing that the other five people had gone far away, Daoxuan looked at Cangsong and said with a smile: "Junior Cangsong, when I'm not around, I need you to make more decisions about the affairs of the sect." After pondering for a while, he said solemnly: "If something important happens, you don't have to worry about it, you can make your own decision. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to handle it properly."

Cang Song laughed a little mockingly when he heard the words, and said lightly: "Brother sect master handed over the power of affairs to me so easily, isn't it afraid that one day I will betray Qing Yun and make Qing Yun sect fall into a desperate situation?"

Daoxuan laughed, stood up from his seat, walked in front of Cangsong, patted him on the shoulder, slowly put away the smile on his face, and said seriously: "I believe you, you won't, and, I During the time of retreat, you can visit this Yuqing Hall every other day, although Chang Jian is there to handle the usual affairs, but he is young after all, he may make mistakes, and he will not make decisions on some matters, so I can only trouble Junior Brother Cangsong, But you should not be too busy with business, remember to rest when it is time to rest, and take good care of your body."

Cang Song listened to Daoxuan explaining all kinds of affairs, and his heart was complicated and difficult to distinguish. Daoxuan, Daoxuan, over the years, I have to admit that you are indeed more suitable to be the head of Qingyun than Senior Brother Wan, but you are right? What Senior Brother Wan did, I, Cangsong, will never forget in my life. I, Cangsong, will avenge this revenge. You must die, hehe...this Qingyun...

Since then, Daoxuan, the head teacher of Qingyunmen, retreated in the Huanyue Cave Mansion.

As for Cangsong, he usually travels between Longshou Peak and Tongtian Peak to deal with affairs. He has to teach the cultivation skills of his own peak disciples and must not slack off in his own cultivation. It can be said that it is difficult!But Cangsong has such a temper that he did it completely.

On this day, the Cangsong on Longshou Peak was rarely idle. In the warm sunshine, the Cangsong stood beside a pine tree outside the main hall, Longqing Hall, quietly looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

During this silent moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and a young man walked over, he looked quite chic, with a fluttering white coat, an extraordinary bearing, extremely handsome, the young man walked not far behind Cangsong, and saluted respectfully Said: "Master."

Only then did Cang Song turn around slowly and look at Qi Hao who was dressed in white, his eyes darkened, but he returned to normal in a moment, flicked his Taoist robe slightly, and responded lightly: "Qi Hao, after paying the salute, go to repair Let's learn, wait for a few days to test the teacher himself."

Qi Hao responded, with a serious face, but a hint of joy in his eyes, he bowed to Cangsong again, and then went down.

Cangsong sat silently under the tree for a long time, and suddenly with a sword trick, Yujian flew into the air and began to patrol Longshou Peak.

In the various courtyards of Longshou Peak, there are groups of teenagers, all dressed in white, full of heroic vigor, and they are all practicing hard.

Seeing this, Cangsong was quite satisfied, so he walked towards the back mountain with his sword.

At the stone wall of the open space behind the mountain, a circle of Yin-Yang and Taiji diagram quietly appeared on the stone wall and then disappeared.

In the dark room inside the stone wall, Cang Song slowly sat cross-legged on the couch, slowly closed his eyes, and put his left and right hands into a sword fingering formula, placing them on his knees, with a peaceful mind and a calm mind, gradually entering into a samadhi.

As the sun sets, the last rays of the setting sun linger on the edge of the sunset glow in the sky for a moment, and finally all of them dissipate and return to darkness.The night covers the sky and the earth, a bright moon rises quietly, and the stars in the sky slowly appear, shining brightly.

Only then did Cangsong in the dark room slowly open his eyes, his figure flashed, the first Taoist robe on his body was dressed in black, and his black hair was loose. He came out of the dark room, Yu Jianfei Going up to the top of the back mountain, sitting cross-legged, pinching seal formulas with both hands, closing eyes, in an instant, the figure was surrounded by green and gray lights, the night wind gusts, and the untied hair of the pine trees was blown around, The sleeves of the clothes are flying.

Suddenly, Cang Song's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a red light flashed in the black pupil, his brows furrowed, the stream of light flashed, the red light faded away, and gradually returned to black.

Cang Song received his work and stood on the peak with his hands behind his back, his black hair and black clothes fluttering, but he stood like a rock.

Daoxuan retreated in the Huanyue Cave on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, and it lasted five years before he broke through.

When Daoxuan broke through that day, it was the night of the full moon.That night, the cold moon was hanging high, and the entire Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain was like daytime.Suddenly there was a strong wind, and there was a dragon singing and howling in the back mountain. The sound shook hundreds of miles, and everyone who listened did not change color.Afterwards, there was a lavender auspicious light that soared into the sky, and with a loud noise, the Huanyue Cave suddenly opened, and Daoxuan walked out slowly with his black hair all white, a smile on his face, and a clear light on his body.

At that time, Cang Song was dealing with affairs in Tongtian Peak Yuqing Hall, suddenly heard a loud noise, and then Daoxuan floated towards him, his face was expressionless, but his heart was a little horrified, unexpectedly, Daoxuan would die after only five years of seclusion. It has broken through and reached the realm of Taiqing.

Daoxuan looked at the Cangsong in front of him, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Cangsong, in the past five years, your cultivation has made considerable progress."

Cang Song smiled faintly, and said: "Senior Brother Sect Master has won the award, Cang Song is only a small success, congratulations to Senior Brother Sect Master who has reached the realm of Taiqing."

Daoxuan glanced at Cangsong's flashing smile, his eyebrows frowned, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes, he said quite seriously: "Junior Cangsong, don't be modest, if I guess right, now in my Qingyun sect, except Other than me, I am afraid that only you have the highest realm."

Cangsong didn't refute when he heard the words, and said in his heart: "That's not enough", but he only brought the topic to affairs, and after explaining the major events in the family for the past five years, Cangsong wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Daoxuan suddenly said: "Junior Brother Cangsong, it's getting late, why don't you just rest on Tongtian Peak for one night."

Cang Song was slightly hesitant when he heard the words, and then he refused: "Senior brother, there is no need, Cang Song is not in his quiet room, I am afraid it will be difficult to sleep peacefully, so leave." After speaking, he bowed and saluted, and walked away slowly.

Behind him, Daoxuan hesitated to speak, and came outside the Yuqing Hall, looking at the back of the pines going away, and at the magnificent palaces and pavilions, a touch of tiredness and silence came over his face.

How many years can there be in a hundred years?

Yijiang pays Dongshui affectionately.

Qing Yun Tong Tian cultivates loneliness,

It's hard to say I'm afraid I won't see you.