Qinghe Immortal Clan.

A few months ago, in a bamboo pavilion at the foot of "Yunlong Mountain".

A handsome man in white was sitting on the second-floor attic of the bamboo pavilion, looking at the stream flowing down from the mountains not far away.

Next to the man was a very ordinary-looking wooden guqin, a few plates of spiritual fruits, a pot of spiritual tea, and a lit bronze incense burner.

The fragrance from the incense burner wafted out with the wind, accompanied by the sound of a piano, surrounding the bamboo pavilion, attracting many tits to land in the pavilion, and bursts of melodious chirping sounds were heard.

Just as the man in white was completely immersed in the beautiful scenery of mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, a flash of light suddenly appeared beside him, and then a young woman in black suddenly appeared in the bamboo pavilion.

"Li family, Li Xuanyi meets Fellow Daoist Zhou!"

Seeing Li Xuanyi's sudden appearance, the birds in the bamboo pavilion were scared away. Daoist Zhou showed a trace of regret in his eyes and quickly stood up and bowed to him in return.

"I am Zhou Daoping from Huanglong Mountain. I am honored to meet you."

"Today I suddenly heard that Fellow Daoist Li was coming to visit me. I didn't have time to prepare much, so I could only prepare some simple tea and water. I hope Fellow Daoist won't mind."

"You're too polite, Brother Zhou!"

Faced with the polite Zhou Daoping's active invitation, Li Xuanyi smiled slightly and sat down directly beside him.

After taking a sip of the spiritual tea Zhou Daoping offered, Li Xuanyi said directly, "I heard from my elder brother earlier that Brother Zhou is a young talent in Nanzhou, and I am also a little curious.

A few days ago, I happened to know that my friend had come to my Li family, so I took the initiative to visit him, just to see for myself whether you are really as handsome as they say."

Seeing Li Xuanyi speak so directly, Zhou Daoping was slightly surprised, but he quickly recovered and replied calmly:

“I have been quite talented since I was young, and I have been supported by my family all the way, which is why I have achieved my current level of cultivation. To call me a young talent is a bit of an exaggeration.

In recent years, I have been practicing in the mountains and rarely heard people's comments about me. I don't know if I am worthy of the title of "good-looking person" in your eyes!"

"You don't know, my eldest brother always likes to exaggerate when he speaks. I really didn't believe it when he came here before."

"what about now?"

"You look worthy of it."

Faced with the doubt in Zhou Daoping's eyes, Li Xuanyi nodded without much hesitation.

"oh!.."

After Daoist Zhou responded, he was stunned for a moment, then stood up and filled a cup of spiritual tea for Li Xuanyi, and then continued softly:

“Speaking of appearance, although I have never seen you before, I did have the opportunity to see a portrait of the fairy in the mountains.

I had the good fortune to see you today, and I feel that your appearance is indeed even more lifelike than in the portrait. I think the portrait should be replaced with a new one.

Apart from my cultivation, I have no other tastes, but I have some interest in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

When I have free time some other day, I will definitely draw a new one for the fairy!"

"Haha! Daoist Brother Zhou is not only handsome, but also multi-talented. It's really rare. Xuan Yi would like to thank Daoist Brother Zhou first!"

Hearing Zhou Daoping's praise, Li Xuanyi couldn't help but smile, and quickly bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

Looking at the polite Zhou Daoping not far away, Li Xuanyi was silent for a moment, then asked:

“Today, besides wanting to meet Fellow Daoist Zhou, Xuan Yi also has a little doubt in his heart and wants to ask Fellow Daoist in person.

What I am going to say next may sound a little unpleasant. If you mind, just treat it as a joke. You can skip it and continue talking about other things."

"Today, there are only you and me here, no one else. If you have anything to say, please speak frankly. I will do my best to answer you!"

Seeing that Li Xuanyi suddenly became polite, Zhou Daoping realized that the next question from the other party might be very important, and his expression became more serious.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, a young man as handsome as you, I think there should be many female cultivators in the world who admire you!"

"I wonder if you have a loved one?"

Faced with Li Xuanyi's sharp and direct question, Zhou Daoping was silent for a long time, but he nodded directly and then said:

“That was many years ago. At that time, my cultivation had not yet established its foundation, and I was not taken seriously by my family, let alone having a reputation as good as it is now!
She and I met because of vocal music. Although we are both practitioners, we happen to be very fond of things other than practice. We can be considered as soulmates who share the same interests.

But they couldn't be together. Not long after she failed in building her foundation, she died of depression.

At that time, I had little influence in the tribe. Although I had the intention, I was powerless!
After building the foundation, Zhou devoted himself to the Tao and never fell into the secular world again. I think it was a long time ago. "

Seeing that Zhou Daoping's expression became more and more solemn when answering him, Li Xuanyi also realized that what he said was basically sincere, and nodded slightly.

"For those of us who practice Taoism, even if we become Taoist couples, few of us can really walk together to the end. Fellow Taoists, please don't be sad about this."

Hearing Li Xuanyi's consolation, Zhou Daoping smiled and shook his head, saying, "Haha! These were all things that happened hundreds of years ago. There is no need to be sad about them. You are worrying too much, fellow Daoist.

It’s just that after her, although I have met many people who are good at vocal music in the past two hundred years, I have never found the same feeling as before, and I sometimes feel a little regretful about this.”

"Oh! Daoist friend, you are right. There are always regrets in life. Even if we cultivators have high cultivation, there will be many destinies that are difficult to resist.

I have another question. You are going to marry into my Li family soon, but did you agree to this because of the pressure from your elders?"

"Friend Li, you really don't intend to show me any mercy at all!"

Hearing Li Xuanyi's second question, which was still so direct and clear in exposing the relationship between the two, Zhou Daoping couldn't help but smile, shook his head and sighed.

But soon Zhou Daoping's expression calmed down again, and he said to Li Xuanyi seriously:

“I have practiced for many years in my life, and it is mostly due to the support of my family that I have achieved my current level of cultivation.

Although I know that my family arranged for me to come to the Li family, it is probably not as simple as we think on the surface.

But now I am devoted to Taoism and don’t have much time to think about other things.

As long as it is beneficial to my cultivation, I am willing to do it even if it means leaving the family and marrying into another family. Don’t worry about this, fellow Taoist.”

"Hmm! I can feel that Brother Zhou is indeed a person who is devoted to Taoism.

In this regard, Xuan Yi is somewhat inferior to you!"

After Li Xuanyi finished speaking, he stood up and bowed slightly to Zhou Daoping beside him, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

Seeing Li Xuanyi's sudden gift, Zhou Daoping quickly stood up and returned the gift, then filled a cup of spiritual tea for the other party, and then placed his hands on the ordinary xylophone beside the table.

"Friend Li, it's a rare opportunity for you to come to my place today. I was on my way to Yunlong Mountain a few days ago and I just had some inspiration and composed a piece of music. How about you listen to it for me first?"

"All ears!"

Seeing Li Xuanyi looking at him with some anticipation, Zhou Daoping nodded slightly and quickly focused his eyes on the strings.

Soon, a pleasant sound of the piano began to ripple out from the strings and surrounded the bamboo pavilion, attracting many birds and swallows to land outside the bamboo pavilion, and patiently followed the two people in the pavilion to enjoy the moving vocal music.

The sound of the piano is light and pleasant to the ears, like the morning sun shining on the earth, containing a hint of warmth that makes people unable to help but open their arms and embrace it.

As the rhythm of the piano gradually became louder, Zhou Daoping was completely immersed in it, closing his eyes and forgetting everything else!
".."

After the song ended, the surrounding piano sounds gradually quieted down.

By the time Zhou Daoping slowly opened his eyes, the birds flying around the bamboo pavilion had already dispersed, and Li Xuanyi was no longer visible.

After taking a quick look around, Zhou Daoping discovered that two lines of small characters had appeared above the pillar not far ahead.

"There are always countless regrets in this world, only a soulmate can relieve all the sorrows!"
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A few months later, in a hall at the top of "Yunlong Mountain".

Song Qingming, dressed in green, was sitting alone on a wooden chair in the hall, thinking about some things that he had encountered before.

Suddenly, two beams of light flew in from outside and landed outside the hall.

Then two monks, a man and a woman, strode into the hall.

The man was wearing a yellow robe like Li Xuanfeng, and had reached the third level of the Golden Core Realm. The other woman in green had a higher level of cultivation, having already reached the peak of the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm.

As soon as the green-robed woman entered the room, she asked Song Qingming in the distance:
“I was wondering how this guy could be so powerful. Not only could he see through the restrictions I set up in advance, but he also got rid of us so easily. It turns out he’s a late Jindan cultivator.

Could it be that you are also a formation master?"

Seeing that the person who walked in was not Li Xuanfeng as he thought, but the two people who ambushed him in the attic by the river, Song Qingming suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he quickly stood up, bowed and said:
"I am indeed a third-level formation master. I am sorry for offending you unintentionally today. I hope you two fellow Taoists will forgive me!"

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, the woman in green who had just spoken nodded slightly and said:

"Xuan Feng has just told me all this. You don't need to explain it to us again. I came here just to see you, the master."

After the green-dressed woman finished speaking, she looked Song Qingming up and down, and then said in a somewhat strange tone:

"He looks a bit ordinary. Apart from his okay cultivation, I don't see anything special about him. It shouldn't be him!"

"Auntie, I don't think so!" As soon as the woman in green finished speaking, the other man in yellow robe standing next to her also shook his head.

The two of them sang in unison, which made Song Qingming a little confused.

Just as he was about to ask, a very strong pressure suddenly came from outside the hall and landed directly on Song Qingming, causing him to retreat several steps. When Song Qingming stood firm and looked forward, he found that two figures had come to the door of the hall, one of whom was Li Xuanfeng who had just taken Song Qingming into "Yunlong Mountain".

The other person standing next to Li Xuanfeng was a white-haired old man with a slightly angry expression. The pressure he exuded was greater than that of Xiaoyao Sect's Grand Elder Li Mufeng. He was like a peak sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator.

After seeing the white-haired old man appear, the yellow-robed man and green-robed woman who had just entered the hall hurriedly bowed to the white-haired old man and said:

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

"You two have nothing to do here, get out first!"

After the man in yellow robe and the woman in green left the hall, the white-haired old man brought Li Xuanfeng towards Song Qingming. His eyes were like sharp blades, and he glanced at him seriously.

"Tell me where you came from and why you came here to look for Xuan Yi!"

Just by hearing the words coming out of the white-haired old man's mouth, Song Qingming felt a bit of pressure in his heart.

Fortunately, it was not the first time he had seen a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he quickly adapted to the situation and took the initiative to step forward and bow to the white-haired old man.

"Junior, nice to meet you, senior!"

“My name is Song Qingming, and I’m a casual cultivator from the Immortal Cultivation World of the Floating Cloud Mountains.

Today I come to your palace for the first time, just to visit a good friend I met many years ago, and I have no other business. I hope you can understand!"

Seeing that the white-haired old man came up and gave him a show of power, it seemed that he had some ill intentions. Song Qingming was confused about the situation for a moment and could only try to tell the truth.

After Song Qingming finished speaking, Li Xuanfeng on the side nodded quickly and said: "Ancestor, when I went to pick up Xuan Yi, I met Fellow Daoist Song.

What Fellow Daoist Song said is true, he and Xuan Yi did know each other many years ago."

"I have my own judgment in my heart about what I asked him, so don't interrupt me and go down first!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

Hearing the white-haired old man's gentle rebuke, Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly in response, then stood aside and dared not speak again.

After the white-haired old man reprimanded Li Xuanfeng, he stared at him with an unfriendly look. Song Qingming also felt that something was wrong at the scene, and couldn't help but take the initiative to ask:
“Senior, I once made an appointment with Daoist Fellow Xuan Yi, and I will take the initiative to visit you when I pass by Nanzhou in the future.

I came here today, but I still can't see Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi! May I ask, Senior, what happened to Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi?"

"What happened?"

"Good question! Don't you Taixu Sect know what happened to Xuanyi?"

"Senior, what did you say?"

Ever since he joined the "Taixu Sect" by chance, Song Qingming has never heard the name of the sect from other people in the outside world for so many years.

Although Song Qingming had heard from his senior brother when he was practicing on Yuxuan Island that there were many large sects and immortal cultivation forces in Nanzhou, they knew of the existence of the "Taixu Sect".

But at this moment, when he heard the white-haired old man suddenly call out the three words "Taixu Sect" by name, Song Qingming was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer him.

Not only Song Qingming, but even Li Xuanfeng who was standing next to him looked at the white-haired old man who had just spoken with a look of surprise.

Just as Li Xuanfeng's eyes gradually became curious, the white-haired old man turned around and waved his hand at him:
"Xuanfeng, go out first. Remember, don't let anyone know what happened in the palace today!"

"Don't worry, ancestor, Xuanfeng understands!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanfeng immediately bowed and clasped his hands, then turned and walked out of the hall.

After Li Xuanfeng left, the white-haired old man turned around and said directly to Song Qingming: "There is no one else here, so you don't have to pretend anymore.

Although we in the Nanzhou cultivation world forbid the cultivators below to discuss your Taixu Sect, we old guys still know what happened on Yuxuan Island.

I know that you and Xuan Yi are both disciples of the Taixu Sect. To tell you the truth, when Xuan Yi first went to the island, it was I who personally sent her there!"

Seeing that the other party not only knew about the sect, but had also been to "Yuxuan Island" in person, Song Qingming knew that he had nothing to hide, so he calmed down, took a deep breath, nodded to the white-haired old man and said:

"Please don't blame me, Senior! It is really the master's order that we are not allowed to talk about the sect outside and disclose the things on the island."

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, the white-haired old man nodded slightly and said, "I know everything you said, and I won't embarrass you because of it.

If it doesn’t involve my Li family, I don’t want to ask about what’s going on on your Yuxuan Island.

I won't waste any more time talking nonsense with you. Since you admit that you are from Taixu Sect, then where is Xuanyi now? Please tell me!"

"What? Senior, what do you mean by that? Isn't Senior Sister Li at home?"

After hearing what the white-haired old man said, Song Qingming was stunned again, somewhat doubting whether he had heard it wrong, and showed a puzzled look on his face.

Song Qingming and his senior sister Li Xuanyi have not seen each other for decades since they parted that year. The main purpose of his trip to the Li family in "Yunlong Mountain" this time was to visit his senior sister Li Xuanyi whom he had not seen for many years.

Song Qingming was speechless when he suddenly heard the white-haired old man asking him to tell him the whereabouts of his senior sister Li Xuanyi. He was becoming more and more confused by the other party.

"Humph! You're still pretending to be nice to me. You're really going too far!"

Seeing that Song Qingming did not answer his question, but instead looked puzzled, the white-haired old man's face suddenly changed. The spiritual light on his body moved slightly, and suddenly a huge golden palm five or six feet wide appeared in the air.

After the golden palm appeared, it was immediately accompanied by a powerful pressure and fell directly above Song Qingming's head.

“Boy, don’t think that I won’t dare to touch you just because you are from Taixu Sect.

This is the Li family, not Yuxuan Island. If you don’t tell the truth and anger me, no one can save you! "

The white-haired old man's cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, and he is only one step away from the late Nascent Soul. Song Qingming has never fought against such a powerful master since he started practicing Taoism.

Just by standing in place and raising his hand to cast a powerful spell, he couldn't help but feel a huge pressure of thousands of pounds coming from above his head.

Seeing this, Song Qingming could only release his own protective spiritual light to block the huge golden palm print falling from above his head, trying to stop the opponent's attack.

However, Song Qingming's cultivation was too great compared to the white-haired old man. Even if he used all his strength, he was still bent over by the opponent's powerful momentum.

Not long after, several horizontal lines appeared on the granite bricks under Song Qingming's feet, and he was kneeling on the ground with half of his foot.

“Senior, I haven’t seen Senior Sister Li for decades, and I really don’t know where she is.

If you don’t believe me, I can swear an oath to you that I will never intentionally deceive you! "

Faced with the white-haired old man's strange temper and his sudden change of hostility, Song Qingming, who was under tremendous pressure from above his head, secretly groaned in his heart.

I came here just to visit my senior sister Li Xuanyi, how come she was suddenly related to Li Xuanyi's disappearance?

Even if Senior Sister Li Xuanyi really ran away from home and returned to the sect, everyone in the Li family knew where "Yuxuan Island" was. Why couldn't they just go there to look for her? Why did they have to make things difficult for someone like me who didn't know the truth?

After all, Song Qingming came to "Yunlong Mountain" at the wrong time this time. How could he have encountered such a bad thing?

“Boy, I won’t easily believe in the nonsense about the oath of heaven.

Xuan Yi just disappeared and you from Taixu Sect came to my door and told me it’s okay. Do you think I will believe you?
I know that your purpose in doing this is nothing more than to seduce Xuan Yi to leave the Li family and join the Taixu Sect, but you have indeed gone a little too far in this matter."

"I really have no idea what you said, senior. I hope you can understand!"

Faced with the increasing pressure on him, Song Qingming could only grit his teeth and cast a spell to summon his own magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror", to help hold it up above his head, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You are quite capable, kid. I think you are just an outer sect disciple. Even if you die here today, Taixu Sect will not know about it for a while.

You have to think it over, whether you want to tell the truth or continue to grit your teeth and fight me to the end!"

After saying this, the pressure from the white-haired old man's hand became stronger and fell towards Song Qingming.

Facing the increasing pressure from the huge golden handprint above his head, Song Qingming felt that he could not bear it anymore and could only speak loudly again:

"Senior! I really don't know where Senior Sister Li is, but I can tell you everything I know about her."

After Song Qingming finished speaking, the huge pressure above his head suddenly disappeared, and the voice of a white-haired old man appeared in his ears.

"That's more like it, tell me!"

After sitting on the ground and taking a breath, Song Qingming slowly spoke:

“Senior, your guess is correct. I am indeed just an outer disciple, and I have not been back to the sect for decades.

I didn't see Senior Sister Li on the island this time I came back, but I heard from Master that Senior Sister Li seemed to have taken the initiative to leave the sect not long ago.

I think even if Senior Sister Li is missing, she will not return to the sect.

This is all I know. You can kill me or chop me up, senior, and I will do whatever you want!"

"You want to get rid of me with just these words? I want to see how hard your bones are!"

After hearing Song Qingming's answer, the white-haired old man still seemed a little dissatisfied, but just when he was about to cast a spell again, a voice came into the hall from a distance, stopping his action.

"Wait a minute!"

(I haven’t recovered from my cold in the past few days. I feel sore all over and have no energy! Everyone should take care of their health.) (End of this chapter)