Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 65 Aftermath
It took a long time for Peak Master Qinglian to accept the fact that Chu Tianming was invincible. She looked at Chu Tianming with a smile on her face and said with a smile: "Young Master Chu has an unparalleled demeanor. His horizontal attack makes Qing Lian look up to him."

Chu Tianming looked over and saw that Peak Master Qinglian's eyes were more focused on the guqin in his hand.

"It's just this guqin..." Qing Lianfeng advocated opening his mouth. After all, he didn't know how to talk to Chu Tianming. After all, this guqin had been stored in their Qinfeng for tens of thousands of years, and no one had even seen it a few times. Now, But Chu Tianming summoned him casually.

This could be regarded as Guqin's voluntary choice. If Chu Tianming took Guqin away like this, she would not be able to say anything to keep it, both emotionally and rationally.

But Chu Tianming shook his head. He lowered his eyes slightly and gently stroked the surface of the guqin, feeling the graceful and flowing Taoism in the guqin, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Not bad, not bad. You have stepped out of the past, and the music has become even more lasting."

As if hearing Chu Tianming's praise, the strings of the guqin trembled slightly, emitting a happy sound.

Chu Tianming then glanced at Peak Master Qinglian and said calmly: "Shu Sage Lanting left the guqin in the past. Of course she has her reasons. I won't take it away just yet."

After that, he tossed it casually, and the guqin in his palm turned into a stream of light and flew towards Qinfeng again, returned to the winding path leading to the secluded place, and landed on the stone table.

Peak Master Qinglian looked stern and said with conviction: "Young Master Chu is very impressive."

Chu Tianming looked at the disciples and said with a lack of interest: "Okay, it's over now. Let's leave the Lanting Conference to do whatever it takes."

"Yes, Senior Brother!" All the disciples shouted in unison, their voices loud and full of anger.

Chu Tianming waved his hand and left.

Before leaving, a faint voice floated into its ears with a sound that only Xiaobai could hear.

"Some fragments of Taoism and soul marks left here, take them and eat them up."

Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he yelled that Huangtian had paid off, and as expected, there was soup to drink after following the giant, and then disappeared from the place with a "swish" sound.

……

Wenzong was surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds. On the divine peak farthest from the main peak, the bald old man's eyes were filled with horror.

Because just as he stared at Chu Tianming across the sea of ​​clouds, a shadow of a scholar in white appeared in his mind.

The figure was sitting cross-legged, with a guqin lying between his knees. His breath was extremely gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze. He just sat like that, but he seemed to be able to cut through Taixu and defeat gods and demons.

The bald old man was extremely familiar with the scholar in white, and when Chu Tianming plucked the strings of the guqin, although Chu Tianming only used one hand, his expression while playing the guqin was still there. Invisibly, it slowly overlapped with the appearance of the scholar in white in the mind of the bald old man.

The bald old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said excitedly with a trembling voice: "It's really him? That ruthless man...is back again?!"

The bald old man took a deep breath. He calmed down the turmoil in his heart, then glanced at his feet again and murmured: "The return of this ruthless man...maybe it is also an opportunity for me to get rid of my shackles..."

There was a shackle at the bald old man's ankle. One end of this shackle locked his ankle, and the other end extended into the endless sea of ​​clouds.

……

main peak.

After Chu Tianming left, other disciples also left one after another. However, after Chu Tianming's invincible push, the light of the rest of the Lanting Conference was destined to be overshadowed.

The departing disciples walked on the stone steps of Huiting Yuxuan, recalling the scene where Chu Tianming destroyed the soul mark of the Lord Daolei Kingdom with one hand, and they all felt a little dreamy, so that the steps they took were like stepping on the ground. I also feel a bit vain.

Just when Chu Tianming turned away from the spiritual field, a figure stood between the sea of ​​clouds, with a cold light in his eyes, watching him coldly as he left step by step. "I have to say that Zhengtong's launch of Chu Tianming at this time is indeed a good move." Beside the figure, an old man in a Chinese robe narrowed his eyes and sighed.

The figure snorted coldly and said: "I think this is a dangerous move. If you are not careful, the entire orthodoxy will be doomed."

"No, as long as the risky move is done well enough, you can also leverage the situation." The old man glanced at the figure and said, "Speaking of which, do you understand his move, Zhao Yue?"

That figure was clearly Zhao Yue, who had not been seen again since he was left at Qinfeng by Chu Tianming.

Zhao Yue sneered and said: "I couldn't understand it at first, but now I understand it. Then Chu Tianming should have some special means to mobilize the power of the main peak. This may be the reason why he can serve as the orthodox chief disciple. His Palm, the Taoism contained in it is far beyond my knowledge. If he hadn't mobilized some power from the main peak or even Wenzong, how could he have that kind of strength with his mortal body?"

The old man smiled and nodded, glanced at Zhao Yue, and said with satisfaction: "It's quite good to have such eyesight. Then Chu Tianming can mobilize the power of the main peak, but you are a little behind in his hands. , is considered normal. In a short time, the 'Mysterious Book World' should be opened, and then Chu Tianming, as the chief disciple, should also be the candidate to enter the world."

Hearing this, Zhao Yue felt like a dark cloud appeared on his thin face, "Hmph! The Shuxuan Realm is isolated from the world, and without the blessing of the main peak's power, Chu Tianming is no different from a bereaved dog. At that time, I will let him truly taste the life. Worse than the taste of death.”

"That box is of great importance, don't let it fall into the hands of others." The old man warned in a deep voice.

Zhao Yue nodded and said seriously: "Elder, don't worry, that box is already in my possession."

The old man hurriedly said: "Don't be careless. I have received news that when the 'Shu Xuan Realm' opens this time, the master of the palace may send the spiritual beast Saint Son to enter the realm. In my opinion, although you have made rapid progress in Wenzong, compared to Even with the arrival of the Holy Son of Spiritual Beast, there is still some gap."

A figure immediately appeared in Zhao Yue's mind, the figure that pressed him so hard that he could hardly breathe when he was in Panlong Mansion.

He snorted coldly, "So what, senior brother? As long as I get that box, who will be the strongest among the younger generation of Dao Ye, other than me?"

The old man nodded, waved his sleeves, and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds with his Yunzhou boat.

……

Just when Chu Tianming destroyed the soul imprint of Lord Daolei, in a magnificent palace far away in the horizon, a majestic figure in yellow robes suddenly stood up from the throne.

This person took a step forward, and the surroundings suddenly floated. He took a step in vain, and before he hit the ground, he disappeared from the place and appeared on a certain city wall.

In the palace, the civil and military officials of the court looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

He stood on the city wall and looked into the distance. An endless sea of ​​thunder seemed to appear in his deep-set eye sockets.

"Wenzong, Chu Tianming."

He chewed the name repeatedly, and his thin face gradually became clouded.

"Lei Yuewei." He shouted in a deep voice, and at the same time, he raised his hand and a roll of cloth appeared in the air.

"Here." There was a burst of lightning, and a tower-like armored guard squatted in front of him.

He used his hand to write, collected the Tao principles, and scrawled on the cloth.After a moment, he raised his hand, and a thunder seal suddenly appeared in his palm. The thunder seal fell immediately, stamping a chapter on the signature of the cloth.

With a wave of his sleeve, the cloth rolled up on its own and fell into the hands of Lei Yuewei.

"Take my letter into Leiyunzong, hand it over to the eldest princess, and tell her that Zi Qiuyun is dead. If she can kill Chu Tianming, she can become the first female imperial heir in the history of my Baoxiang Kingdom."

(End of this chapter)