Legend of the Great Sage - 1675. Chapter 1672 Vientiane

Yang Miaozhen can only say: “The master is as kind as a mountain to Miaozhen.”

The spirit of the real Qingyang was lifted up, so he no longer concealed it, and finally revealed the true purpose of this trip-to incorporate the entire Qingyang View into the Vientiane Sect.

The disciples were shocked and discouraged.

Ling Xiaozi was even more fiercely opposed. He was the big brother of Qingyang Guan. When the real man of Qingyang was out wandering, he was in charge of the affairs of Guanzhong, which can be described as “under one person, over dozens of people.” If Qingyang Guan was incorporated into the Vientiane Sect, he could only be a “dangtang disciple”, which was only the last in the disciple sequence of the Vientiane Sect.

He glanced at Yang Miaozhen again, and felt a pain in his heart: “If Qingyang View really merges into the Vientiane Sect, Junior Sister Miaozhen will be able to reconnect with that Li Qingshan, but I will always look down on others. ‘

Yang Miaozhen understood Real Person Qingyang’s plan, and his mood was quite complicated: “Walking around, do you still want to go back to him? ‘

For the reaction of the disciples, True Man Qing Yang had long expected–

The relationship between the human world and the nine heavens is extremely deep. The supreme sect masters of the big sects are almost all true immortals in the sky, and the battle between the sects is not even as fierce as the three thousand worlds. Not only is the sect masters all old acquaintances, but also to cope with the expansion of the Demon Realm and avoid unnecessary internal friction.

Although the battlefield of the demon is very tragic, far better than the general sect fighting method, but the responsibility of resisting the invasion of the demons is almost all on the big sect, and it does not force the middle and small sects to participate in the war. Everything can be heard as a story.

In this situation, the small and medium-sized sects of the human world are doing casual repairs, and the small life can be described as calm and peaceful.

If peace lasts for too long, people will forget the appearance of war and even lose their imagination of war.

Even if you put words like “Yinghuo Yaoxing” and “Heaven and Earth Tribulation” on your lips, there is no real feeling at all. I always feel that the sky is falling and there is a tall man against it. Imagination is just a continuous battle.

True person Qingyang said flatly: “Being a teacher is determined, you don’t have to persuade!” He sighed again, and said something “You are too young to know the great calamity of the world” “Being a teacher is also for your good, in the future You will understand things like “.”

Although the disciples couldn’t understand, but they couldn’t defy the command of the teacher, but they were all a little lost, and they lost the mood of visiting mountains and rivers when they came. But when they left the ship and landed and came to Vientiane City, the scene of the city made them feel very excited:

The flow of people in the city is like weaving, and the lively is not like a cultivator sect, but a mortal city.

However, there is absolutely no such magnificent scene in the mortal city: buildings are rising from the ground, each with carved beams and painted ridges, cornices and arches, long bridges running through them like flying rainbows, and personable practitioners walking on them.

The suspended garden balconies are like delicate flower pots, in which weird flowers and weeds are in full bloom, clusters of flowers are clustered, and many practitioners enjoy tea and talk in them.

Tired of seeing the open and vast scenery of the sea, everything in Vientiane City is dazzling and dizzying, making everyone almost forget the loss of the impending dissolution of the sect.

But soon, the sense of loss made a comeback and became stronger, even Yang Miaozhen felt it–it turns out that we have nothing special.

Although Qingyang View is not comparable to the Vientiane Sect, in the eyes of mortals, it is also a transcendental god among the world, a superb master in the world. But now, looking around, Jane is full of practitioners, I don’t know if there are hundreds or thousands or tens of thousands. There is nothing special about them in it, but they look around like a countryman entering the city.

The shock in Ling Xiaozi’s heart could not be calmed for a long time, and he muttered, “Is that Li Qingshan ruling this place?”

Zhenren Qingyang glanced at him, knowing that this disciple was unwilling, and said: “The Supreme Sect Master of the Vientiane Sect is in charge of the Imperial Study Room for the Emperor, and the two Sect Masters follow him on the nine heavens, and the Supreme Sect Master’s mount Guihai Lingzun sits in the Tianshu Tower and deduces the “Vanxiang Tianshu”, and has always ignored mundane affairs.”

“Therefore, all affairs of Vientiane Sect are handled by the True Legend disciples, who are responsible for their respective duties and negotiated and handled. As the head of the True Legend disciples, Li Qingshan has the right to command all the True Legend disciples. Moreover, in the first battle in Black Cloud City, he forced the Demon God to retreat. Incarnation of, all true disciples have received his life-saving grace, and his prestige in the sect is extremely high, and it can be said that he is ruling here.”

Speaking of the three suzerains, Guihai Lingzun, and even Li Qingshan, he would bow his hand to the sky, and his words were full of awe.

There is a saying that “the older the rivers and lakes, the smaller the courage.” In fact, it means that the higher the level of cultivation and the broader the knowledge, the more powerful they understand many things. So he didn’t think it was embarrassing to hold his thighs. Even the aloof Yangshen monks and true disciples had to rely on Li Qingshan to survive, and he had no good standing.

Ling Xiaozi was speechless and desperate.

When the story is no longer just a story, the storyteller loses the calmness of talking and laughing.

Real person Qingyang patted Ling Xiaozi on the shoulder, and continued to walk into the city, looking at the many practitioners in the city, what he thought was: It seems that many people have the same plan as him.

In the Battle of Black Cloud City, the true disciple of the Vientiane Sect lost more than half.

However, the Vientiane Sect relied on the massive rewards from the Heavenly Palace of No Desire and the profound resources accumulated in the Baicao Garden to open its doors to recruit disciples. It coincided with the emergence of Yinghuo Demon Star. Many small and medium-sized sects and even casual cultivators had the same plans as the real Qingyang. For a time, they gathered a lot of popularity, and the prosperity seemed to be better than before.

Of course, the root of all this lies in the “Tianshulou”.

The real man Qingyang looked up, and saw a thousand-foot tall building pierced through the clouds, standing majestic on the city of Vientiane, and there was a tendency for clouds to soar.

The east pedestal on the lower part of the Tianshu building is a stone wall more than ten feet high. The stone wall is smooth and bright, and only the three characters “Vanxiang List” are engraved on the top. Many names are reflected in the sunshine.

Ranked first is the name “Li Qingshan”, which surpasses all the disciples.

Qing Yangguan and his party watched under the stone wall for a while, and they couldn’t help but become more cordial and enthusiastic towards Yang Miaozhen, shouting “junior sisters and elder sisters” constantly. Madam Qingyang simply put the word “tuer” on his lips, and never called her Miao Mako again.

Yang Miaozhen felt very uncomfortable, as if the entire sect was weighed on his shoulders, waiting for her to find Li Qingshan. I’m not worried about whether he will care about the old feelings-he is more affectionate than he thought-but worried that he won’t know how to tease him then.

Only Ling Xiaozi stood far away without saying a word, seeming to keep her distance deliberately.