Chapter 575 Xuanwei

Xue Ling lay quietly in Yun Qingqing's hand, like a long pure white feather coiled in a ring.

There was a faint glow on it, with light and dark alternating like breathing, and the spiritual charm flowed slowly.

Since the last time Hao Qing chose a master in the Fahua Temple, Xue Ling was awakened once, but then fell into a deep sleep again and has not awakened until now.

Yun Qingqing tried to communicate with the spirit of the weapon, but it still did not respond.

Xue Ling was a magical treasure of immortal quality that she obtained by chance in a secret place in her previous life. There was only one of its kind in the world.

However, Master Jingxin of Fahua Temple said that Xueling and Haoqing are a couple.

The last time Xue Ling woke up briefly, Yun Qingqing only sensed the name "Hao Qing" and did not have the opportunity to confirm with it whether this statement was true.

If so, it means Hao Qing has also reached the immortal level.

Yun Qingqing's gaze fell on Xiao Changheng's wrist. Both spiritual treasures were white, but the materials were actually different, and the colors were also slightly different.

The white color of the snow collar is like the first snow under the sun, pure and flawless with the warmth of the sun.

Haoqing's color is light and cold. Looking closely at its material, color and shape, it is better to say that... it is very similar to the pure white jade tree at the bottom of Xiao Changheng's consciousness!

But its leaves had shrunk a lot, as had the tiny flower on the top of the branch. Yun Qingqing looked carefully and confirmed that it was the same flower that had fallen from the jade tree into her hand before.

Yun Qingqing was not too surprised. If Hao Qing really used the jade tree as the material to refine it, then it would not be surprising that it was an immortal spiritual treasure.

She looked at Xiao Changheng and asked:

"Can you communicate with Hao Qing's spirit now? Can you ask it what its connection with Xue Ling is?"

Since you can’t guess, why not just ask the person involved?

Xiao Changheng lowered his eyes and stared at Hao Qing for a moment, a little confused:

"I can sense how to use it, but I can't seem to talk to it."

"Unable to communicate?"

Yun Qingqing was a little surprised.

She pondered for a moment, then picked up the snow feather and gently touched Hao Qing.

After waiting for a while without any response, Yun Qingqing could only sigh and put Xue Ling away. It seemed that she would have to plan carefully before awakening these two spiritual treasures.

"...won't you try another method?"

Xiao Changheng asked when he saw her give up.

"No need." Yun Qingqing said, "A fairy-grade spiritual treasure will not fall into a deep sleep for no reason. I think the time has not come yet. Let's wait and see."

Yun Qingqing glanced at the sky and stood up.

"The battle between Xilan and Beicang has been decided. There won't be any more activity in the short term. Do you want to return to the Imperial Capital?"

Xiao Changheng also stood up and nodded:

"I'll leave once I've made the arrangements."

"It just so happens that I have something else to say, so why not arrange it all at once?" Yun Qingqing said again, taking out a scroll and handing it to him.

Xiao Changheng took it, opened it and read the contents. He was slightly stunned:

"Xuanwei?"

Yun Qingqing nodded and said in a deep voice:

"In fact, in the period before the spiritual energy began to dry up, although the people in the Xuanmen often went out to practice in the secular world, there was an unwritten rule that they would never interfere in the wars in the mortal world. If they violated the rules, they would be killed by the major gatekeepers, and everyone could kill them."

"But now the Xuan Sect is gradually declining, and instead some evil sects have begun to use extraordinary methods to intervene in mortal wars for their own selfish interests, slaughtering people thousands of miles away at will."

"Like the evil Dao Cang Ming who appeared in the previous battle in the northwest, and Qiu Tong who was possessed by a ghost this time... Such incidents may not be impossible to happen again in the future."

Xiao Changheng knew that what she said was absolutely right, so his expression turned serious and he continued to read the contents of the scroll.

Yun Qingqing said seriously:

"If we just wait until something happens before rushing to solve it, we will not only be passive, but there will always be a time when it is too late."

"So I plan to build a special team, all members of which are real people from the Xuanmen. This is half of what I can arrange, and the other half is up to you to decide."

Xiao Changheng understood:

"As long as each garrison is equipped with a team of 'Xuanwei' according to its size, it can be deployed immediately when encountering special situations... Great!"

Yun Qingqing nodded and added:

"In addition, the true identity and function of the Xuanwei must be kept as top secret. They can usually disguise themselves as elite soldiers directly under your command and act independently in separate camps."

"This can prevent those practitioners with ill intentions from being on guard and secretly targeting the Xuanwei, or upgrading the scale of the Xuanshu, causing unpredictable consequences."

Xiao Changheng made a prompt decision:

"Okay, that's settled. I'll arrange it right away."

He immediately summoned Nan Zheng, the commander-in-chief of the Liangyan garrison, and several trusted lieutenants, and arranged what he had just said. He also specially assigned an officer to the Xuanwei team to be responsible for coordinating the reorganization of the Xuanmen master team.

Yun Qingqing brought a few people to a secluded backyard and drew a teleportation array on the ground. A light flashed, and more than 20 Xuanmen disciples walked out of the array.

This was something she had arranged with the various forces under her command a few days ago, asking them to each send out a few teams of young disciples with good strength. This would also serve as an opportunity for them to go down the mountain for training, killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing more than twenty people emerging from the formation on the ground out of thin air, the commander of Liangyan City and his confidants almost dropped their eyes.

Only then did they realize that the "special team" that the Regent had mentioned was actually so special.

With the example of the prince and princess exorcising evil spirits, these generals immediately understood the importance of the "Xuanwei" and obeyed the order without saying a word.

This group mainly consisted of twenty disciples from the Seven Stars Hall, led by Yuan Si, a disciple directly taught by Elder Tianshu.

There were also several other disciples, who were representatives sent by the Tianxuan Sect, Shuihua Sect, and Yixian Valley.

Yun Qingqing gathered Yuan Si and representatives from various factions in front of him, explained to them in detail the matter of organizing the Xuanwei, and handed them a list of garrisons in various places, allowing them to allocate them themselves. Each sect could claim a few garrisons.

Among them, the most special one is the Medical Immortal Valley, because the disciples of the Medical Immortal Valley specialize in medical skills and have little combat power, but they are indispensable auxiliary personnel.

Therefore, Yun Qingqing’s request was that each team of Xuanwei should be staffed with disciples from the Medical Immortal Valley at a ratio of one in ten, to ensure that casualties were minimized as much as possible in the event of an accident.

While Yun Qingqing was making arrangements, Xiao Changheng quickly wrote several secret letters and sent them to the commanders of the garrisons under his command in various places, asking them to coordinate and cooperate.

After dealing with these things, the sun had already set.

Xiao Changheng glanced at the sky, then turned to look at Yun Qingqing:

"It's getting late today, why don't you have a rest after dinner and return to the Imperial Capital tomorrow?"

Yun Qingqing pursed her lips, seeming to want to say something but stopped herself.

Xiao Changheng rarely saw her hesitating like this, and couldn't help but ask:

"Why? Is there something urgent that you need to rush back for?"

Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes and shook her head, her voice a little light:

"I have never been to the Imperial Capital's Lantern Festival. I want to go back and take a look."

Xiao Changheng then remembered that the first lunar month was already halfway through and today was the fifteenth day.

His black eyes widened slightly, and he said in surprise:

"You...want to visit the Lantern Festival?"

It was no wonder that he felt surprised. Ever since he met Yun Qingqing, whenever she had free time, she was either practicing or on the way to practice. Whenever she was not practicing, she must be solving some problem.

Xiao Changheng had almost never seen her show any interest in worldly matters.

At this moment, Yun Qingqing mentioned the Lantern Festival herself, and a scene almost subconsciously appeared in Xiao Changheng's mind -

A fairy-like girl holding a lantern was walking through the bustling streets. She turned back unexpectedly, her bright eyes reflecting the lights of the first month of the year, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

Yun Qingqing didn't get a response, so she looked up and saw the man staring at her with an unpredictable look on his face.

She secretly clenched her fingers, took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and said calmly:

"If you have something to do, stay and do it. I'll go back by myself."

Having said that, she turned around without hesitation and strode into the yard to prepare the teleportation array.

The girl's cold voice was carried into Xiao Changheng's ears by the wind:

"I'm leaving now. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Xiao Changheng came back to his senses, curved his eyebrows slightly, and followed with big strides.

Yun Qingqing just took out the Dawn Breaker and prepared to draw the formation, then she paused and looked back at him:

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Changheng held down her sword-holding hand and curled his lips calmly:

"Who said I won't go back? According to the usual practice, we have to visit the Lantern Festival as well. If you want to go, it's just right for us to go together."

Yun Qingqing's eyes lit up slightly, and she turned back with her lips pressed down:

"...Oh, then let me go. I'm going to set up the formation."

Xiao Changheng pressed her hand again and whispered in her ear:

"I've seen this formation many times. Why not... let me try it?"