When she pushed open the main door of the Qiongzhi Palace and breathed in the fresh air outside, she felt that every pore was like a blooming flower, stretching out to its fullest and greedily absorbing the sunlight and rain.
The steps outside the hall were clean and tidy, without a speck of dust, indicating that she must have been in seclusion for a while. She walked through Yushu Hall and came to the front yard, where she found a small thatched hut next to the gate.
Huh? What's going on? Who built such a shabby shack? It'll blow away in a strong wind, right? It has absolutely no advantages other than being easy to dismantle.
Shen Qingmang walked closer and saw that there was only a bamboo couch inside, which looked like a place simply for resting.
Outside the courtyard, birds were singing and flowers were blooming. It was a beautiful spring day, but there was no sound of voice. Shen Qingmang went to Gu Suihan's residence first. There was no one in the courtyard. When he opened the door, he was almost choked to death by the dust.
Could it be that the eldest disciple was too tired to take care of the children and packed up and ran away?
She went to the residence of Hao Xin and Si Rong not far away, but there was no one there. However, there was a group of rabbits running and jumping in Si Rong's yard, and they didn't hide when they saw her.
"These rabbits are so fertile, aren't they? There didn't seem to be so many a few days ago." Shen Qingmang carefully avoided the rabbits under his feet, left the courtyard, and went to the collective dormitory for outer disciples, but it was still empty.
She finally realized the seriousness of the matter, her hands and feet were cold, and all kinds of terrible thoughts flashed through her mind.
Could it be that she has been in seclusion for a thousand years and the Taichu Sect has been wiped out?
She hurried to the Asking Dao Peak in an anxious mood. Halfway there, she felt a lot of noise, so she descended to the ground and found a group of young monks gathered around a stone table.
"The final match is about to begin, hurry up, or the betting will be closed!"
"Hey, hey, hey, wait, don't collect it! I'll make a decision soon!"
"Bet on Hao Xin. He was so strong in his win over Huaining yesterday. He's definitely the best in this tournament!"
"Listen to me, bet on Senior Brother Gu! Senior Brother Gu has never lost a match, but Senior Brother Hao Xin has lost a match!"
"But Gu Suihan doesn't look well. When he won the match against Wuwei Peak, he vomited blood right after coming down from the stage. Didn't you know?"
"What's wrong with Sui Han?" Shen Qingmang panicked and stepped forward to grab the young man who was talking.
"Master Qiongju!"
"Oh my god, the real person's retreat is over!"
"Meet the real person!"
"No need to be so polite." Shen Qingmang looked at the young cultivators who had gathered around him, feeling a bit absurd. "What time is it now? Isn't it the day of the sect competition?"
"If the Master comes out of seclusion one day later, the competition will be over. Today is the last match."
"Yes, yes. Your two disciples are about to have their final showdown. Would you like to place a bet? I'll go with you."
"What are you betting on? Hurry up, hurry up, the duel has already begun!" A girl ran over, saw Shen Qingmang, and quickly braked. "Oh my God, Master Qiongju! You finally came out of seclusion!"
Shen Qingmang sighed.
What the hell was going on? She'd been in seclusion for twenty years? It felt like only twenty days had passed. No wonder Qiongju had been able to stay in seclusion for two hundred years. The feeling of time flowing so much slower in seclusion was much slower than usual.
She wanted to ask them what major events had happened in the past twenty years, but the children were obviously more interested in the ongoing competition. After greeting her, they all ran to the other side. Some of them used magic to move quickly, and Shen Qingmang also followed them.
The location of the sect competition is in the valley between the five peaks. There is a fighting arena there. It is opened every sixty years. It is like a huge puzzle. It can be divided into dozens of small arenas and combined into a large arena. At this moment, the area of the fighting arena has reached its maximum. Two figures, one black and one white, are fighting fiercely on it. The speed is so fast that only afterimages can be seen.
Shen Qingmang looked around and found a blue stand. She teleported over there. Everyone on Wuya Peak was very excited to see her. The disciples surrounded her. She looked at these slightly unfamiliar faces and felt that everyone had grown up so fast.
Si Rong had grown from a little girl into a graceful young lady. She had lost her baby fat and her face was thinner than before. Her round almond-shaped eyes were still charming and sparkling as she looked at her. "Master! I miss you so much!"
"I miss you guys too. What happened in the past twenty years?"
"Master, please sit down first and watch the duel. It's still unclear who will win between the eldest brother and the younger brother."
"No matter who wins, isn't it our Wuya Peak that will be the champion? Why are you so nervous?" Shen Qingmang sat down with a smile. She felt that the mood of watching the game was like watching the table tennis final at the Olympics.
The children thought otherwise. "We placed a bet, too."
"Teacher, you may not know this, but we've argued a thousand times over who's more powerful, the eldest or the third brother. We've always wanted to see them fight, no, compete!"
"What realm are they in now?"
Si Rong said, "They are all in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Master, I have also reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment!"
"Our A Rong is also very powerful." Shen Qingmang reached out to touch her head, but she turned her head away.
"I'm already a grown-up girl, Master, please stop treating me like a child."
Shen Qingmang raised his eyebrows and reached out to tug at Si Rong's hair. "No matter how old you are, you are still my disciple."
"Xiao Xiao Hui Xue! Big Brother, this move is so cool!"
A disciple's shout drew Shen Qingmang's attention to the competition field. He saw Gu Suihan's sword light like snow, wrapped in a biting cold wind, stabbing towards Hao Xin.
Hao Xin stretched his body forward, bent down to avoid the sword, and passed by Gu Sui Han. He stretched out his arms and stabbed the sword in his hand backward at a tricky angle.
"Lu Lian Qiong Si! Third Senior Brother is also amazing!"
The two men soon stood together again. At a certain moment, Gu Sui Han turned his head and suddenly caught sight of Shen Qingmang's figure. His movements paused and a tiny blood mark appeared on his face.
"Senior Brother, if you are in a daze, don't blame me for being rude!" Hao Xin spoke very quickly, and his sword became more fierce.
Gu Suihan blocked his sword and whispered a few words: "Master has come out of seclusion."
Hao Xin was startled. The two men simultaneously sheathed their swords and looked towards the stage. Shen Qingmang's eyes met theirs. He placed his hands to his mouth as a megaphone and shouted, "You guys compete! Don't be influenced by me!"
Hao Xin waved his hand. "Master, watch me bring you first place!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sui Han fired dozens of ice arrows. Hao Xin quickly jumped up and down to avoid the attack, then raised a cloud of sand and dust with his backhand, using the earth element to restrain the water element.
Shen Qingmang stared closely at the competition between the two of them. She hadn't reviewed her skills for a long time. After watching for a while, she could barely recognize their moves and capture the mystery of each style in the midst of the flashing swords and shadows.
Gu Sui Han's moves were more flexible, while Hao Xin's were more fierce. The two were evenly matched and the fight was difficult to determine.
Until one moment.
Shen Qingmang suspected that he had seen it wrong and rushed to the fighting stage in an instant.
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