Kun-Lai Fairy Mountain is the most unique mountain in the world of cultivation. It has a steep terrain and towers into the clouds. Ferocious beasts often appear. Fairy air lingers all year round. The illusion arrays are all formed naturally by the surrounding environment. There is not only no fixed way to break it, but it even changes with the wind direction, season, weather and other factors. Therefore, there are many dangers and dangers frequently occur. Most of those who rashly intrude will survive.
Although it is dangerous, the Kun-Lai sect still takes root here and has no intention of moving away. In the final analysis, it is because this place has the most abundant spiritual energy, which is suitable for cultivating immortals and refining weapons. It is undoubtedly the greatest help for cultivators. The Kun-Lai sect can become the largest sect in the cultivation world, which is closely related to the terrain here.
Lu Ming remembered that the plot in the book mentioned that the founder of Kun-Lai Sect was the last Immortal Emperor, Ze Yu. Under his leadership, Kun-Lai Sect rose rapidly from a small and unknown sect to the largest sect in the world of cultivation in just a few hundred years. It can be seen that Ze Shan's means and wisdom are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even after thousands of years, his name is still well-known, and everyone feels awe and admiration when mentioning him. He can be regarded as a figure that has been passed down for a long time, like a myth or legend.
When Lu Ming and the others reached the foot of the mountain, they looked ahead at the still foggy mountain peak and asked Yun Luan, "How do we get there?"
Yun Luan smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and released the surging spiritual energy. Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the sky and poured down in front of them. After a moment, the golden light suddenly drove away the fog in front of them, and a winding and rugged path suddenly appeared in front of them.
Jing Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Yun Luan with an inquiring look. This person was truly unfathomable, and his spiritual sense could not detect his rank at all. Although the spiritual energy released just now was fleeting, he still detected most of it with his magic energy. At least he was two ranks higher than himself, so it should be impossible for him to be below the Spirit Severing Stage.
Seeing the slightly surprised look in the two people's eyes, Yun Luan explained: "The strength of the formation here is the weakest, and it is easiest to use spiritual energy to force the thick fog away."
Lu Ming and Jing Mo looked at each other, nodded to Yun Luan, and followed behind Yun Luan, using their spiritual energy to fly up. They did not encounter any obstacles and successfully arrived at the Kun-Lai Sect at the top of Kun-Lai Mountain.
The Kun-Lai sect is really rich! This was Lu Ming's first thought after he reached the top of the mountain. The first thing he saw was a tall building with a big clock on the top. In front of the clock was a huge black wooden plaque with the word "Kun-Lai" written on it. The strokes were vigorous and powerful, and it looked solemn and dignified. Beyond the tall building, there was a long stone staircase that seemed to have no end.
Yun Luan said, "This is the Kunlai sect. You two Taoist friends, take a short rest, and then follow me to the forbidden palace to deal with Taoist Fang."
Lu Ming nodded and followed Yunluan up the stone steps. After finally walking up the steps and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was suddenly distracted by a burst of noise.
The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in a blue shirt being surrounded by a group of people, punching and kicking him. From time to time, he would groan in pain. His face was bruised and purple, and it was obvious that he had been beaten for a long time. His eyes were slightly closed, and it seemed that even struggling for mercy was too difficult, so he just lay on the ground and let the group of people beat him.
When Lu Ming saw the young man's face, a familiar feeling suddenly came over him. He frowned and thought about it carefully, then he remembered that this person was He Qingqiu who should still be in solitary confinement on Chiyu Mountain!
Jing Mo had obviously recognized him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked Lu Ming: "Why is he here?"
Lu Ming shook his head. He had not inquired about any news about the He family in the past ten years. He Qingqiu should still be serving his punishment in Chiyu Mountain, but no one knew what had happened in the past ten years. Judging from his clothes, he must have become a disciple of Kunlai.
One of the young men in white who was beating He Qingqiu spat at him and cursed at him, "Isn't your He family very powerful? Why are you lying here like a dog now?"
The people around laughed, but there was no sign of stopping their fists. Their faces were full of mockery and contempt, and their eyes seemed to be looking at a dirty rag. One of them laughed and said, "The He family is now doomed. He Yuanqi is dead, and the eldest son He Qingci is also missing. The mansion was also exposed because of the use of forbidden techniques to refine weapons. People in the mansion died or fled. His status is worse than that of a dog. If it weren't for the kindness of the head master who rescued him from the Red Jade Mountain, he would have died long ago!"
He Qingqiu, who was lying on the ground, froze when he heard this. A trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, but he still said nothing and silently endured the punches that kept coming at him.
Lu Ming didn't feel much when he heard what he said just now. He didn't expect that in just ten years, the He family would fall, withdraw from the historical stage of the four major weapon refining families, and their status would plummet. The families that had been oppressed in the past also came to seek revenge, or watched coldly, or secretly framed them. It seemed that there would be another horrible bloody storm.
As the saying goes, when a tree falls, its descendants scatter; when a wall collapses, everyone pushes it. I saw him build a tall building, I saw him entertain guests, but unfortunately the wall collapsed overnight. The former prosperity suddenly disappeared, leaving only an infinite desolate and cold scene. It is true that fate is unpredictable and creation plays tricks on people.
Lu Ming sighed softly, but did not say anything, nor did he go forward to rescue. He just watched the people in front of him silently, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, not knowing whether he should go forward to rescue the person who once wanted to kill him.
While Lu Ming was still deep in thought, Yun Luan was unhappy. His face darkened, his sword-like brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his sleeves vigorously and shouted angrily, "Stop!"
The group of people heard the noise and stopped what they were doing. The young man leading the group probably used to being arrogant. Before he could even turn his head to see the person coming, he started to curse, "Who on earth is this blind person who dares to meddle in my business?"
Yun Luan replied calmly, "It's me. I wonder if I have the right to intervene."
The group of people finally got a clear look at Yun Luan's appearance. Their faces turned pale and cold sweat immediately covered their foreheads. Their feet went weak and their knees slammed heavily on the stone slabs. After a long while, they trembled their lips and said in a fearful and crying tone: "Master!"
Lu Ming and Jing Mo were both shocked. This man turned out to be the leader of the Kunlai sect! The legendary leader who could fight against the Demon King Chen Mu alone and did not let the other party get any benefit, Yunshan Taoist!
Yun Luan looked indifferent as he looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground and cowering in fear. He said slowly, "Bullying fellow disciples, fighting in a group, and being disrespectful to the master. According to the rules of our sect, what is the crime for these three things combined?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of several people turned from pale to blue. One offense was enough to be expelled from the sect, let alone all three.
Several people kowtowed to Yunluan one after another, tears and snot streaming down their cheeks. They cried and begged, "Master, please be merciful and let us go as these are first-time offenders!"
Yun Luan sighed softly, his eyebrows remained calm, and he replied softly: "If the sect's rules were broken because of you guys, then the next time someone else makes the same mistake, can they also get a chance to be forgiven? This time it was indeed you guys who made the mistake, and you should bear the corresponding consequences."
After that, regardless of the pale faces of the people in front of him, Yun Luan took out a small crane made of white paper from his Qiankun bag, and silently recited a few mantras. The paper crane actually flapped its wings and flew into the sky. Yun Luan said calmly: "This matter will be transferred to the Forbidden Palace, and Master Fuchen will deal with it according to the rules of the sect."
When they heard that they would be transferred to the forbidden palace, they thought of the handsome but hard-hearted Master Fu Chen, and they felt extremely sad and regretful. They didn't expect to meet the headmaster returning from his travels today, which was really unlucky. When they thought of the intimidating Master Fu Chen, they were sweating profusely, and they only regretted that time could not be turned back.
The leading young man was still not giving up, and he kowtowed and cried, "Master, if we fall into the hands of Master Fuchen, we will be half dead if not dead. Please have mercy on us and don't send us to Master Fuchen!"
"No need to say more." Yun Luan said calmly, "If you don't want to go to Master Fu Chen, you have to go to Storm Valley and endure forty-nine days. Are you willing?"
Several people's faces froze, and they couldn't help but feel fear when they thought of the power of Storm Valley. The formation of Storm Valley was formed naturally, and it had a cycle of forty-nine days. During this period, the climate in Storm Valley was very strange. Sometimes it was burning with fire, sometimes it was hit by hail, sometimes it was scorching hot, and sometimes it was icy and snowy. They had to be on guard against the appearance of ferocious beasts at any time. No punished disciple had ever walked out alive.
Ming Duo saw everything that had just happened, and said with a cold smile: "Humph, you appear to be so righteous on weekdays, but your heart is still as vicious as ever."
Lu Ming secretly communicated with him using his spiritual sense: "Yun Luan did nothing wrong, you really are..."
Mingduo interrupted Luming with a cold snort and said stubbornly: "In short, he has a very bad heart!"
Lu Ming shook his head helplessly and sighed, but Yun Luan changed the subject at this moment, glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "Forget it, I will punish you to kneel in the forbidden palace for ten hours. If you do it again next time, I will throw you into the Storm Valley, and there will be no mercy."
As if they had been granted amnesty, they kowtowed to Yunluan in a hurry, then stood up and went to the forbidden palace to receive their punishment.
Lu Ming walked forward, stretched out his hand to pull He Qingqiu up, and slowly injected spiritual energy into his body. Seeing that he had woken up, he said lightly: "Are you okay?"
He Qingqiu opened his slightly closed eyes, looked at Lu Ming with some confusion, then opened his eyes wide, and countless emotions seemed to flash across his eyes in an instant, including surprise, anger, shame, but more of anger.
He gritted his teeth, slapped Lu Ming's hand away, and said angrily: "Are you here to laugh at me? You don't have to pretend to be kind!"
Lu Ming glanced at him, without any emotion in his eyes. He just turned around and said to Yun Luan and Jing Mo: "Let's go, it's okay."
Jing Mo nodded, glared at He Qingqiu coldly, followed Lu Ming silently, and walked forward.
He Qingqiu looked at the figure that was gradually disappearing in front of him, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. The past seemed to come to his mind in an instant, and the stubborn boy seemed to appear in front of him. He was deliberately humiliated by himself, but the light in his eyes never faded. Thinking that he had fallen into this situation, being wantonly humiliated and living a life worse than pigs and dogs, he felt infinitely desolate. After a long time, he actually laughed up to the sky, and his voice was filled with infinite pain and bitterness, which made people tremble.
Lu Ming, who was not far away, also heard He Qingqiu's laughter. He sighed secretly in his heart, and then whispered to Yun Luan: "Master, please take good care of He Qingqiu in the future and don't let him suffer too much injustice. If he still doesn't reflect on his mistakes and repent in the future, please punish him generously and don't let him go down the evil path."
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