Chapter 74, Jingge
A flash of golden light—this scene before one's eyes is one that would be unforgettable after just one glance.
This was the first time Qingjue had personally experienced how a towering building could rise from the ground.
The entire pavilion stands majestically, its patterns and carvings dating back hundreds of years, and even the dust has stained it with the mottled marks of time.
The doors and windows remained silent, as if countless past events had been sealed within them for a long time, and were now finally able to see the light of day again.
The only trace left by the Su Jingwen family.
The fire had attracted many residents from nearby Beishan. To outsiders who hadn't personally experienced the power of the fire, it was just an ordinary flame. They thought it was a mountain stream flowing through the mountains and came to put it out. But from afar, they saw a tall pavilion rising from the ground, with the words "Jing Pavilion" written on the sign.
The residents didn't know what it was or how it appeared, so they didn't dare to approach it rashly.
Qingjue and his group stood up in front of Jingge. Apart from the surprise and admiration in the eyes of his disciples, Qingjue felt a tightness in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, the once clear sky turned gloomy, and the exquisite buildings surrounded by green mountains and clear waters were stained with blood mist.
That is...
Although it was only for a moment, Qingjue was so frightened that he took a step back.
Could it be related to the original plot? Or does the scene just now involve the massacre of the family a hundred years ago?
Seemingly noticing his discomfort, Jie Zhoujian reached out and took his hand: "Master, are you alright? Why are you sweating so much?"
As soon as he said that, everyone began to care about Qingjue.
Qingjue waved to reassure the worried looks and said, "It's nothing, I was just startled by this building that suddenly appeared."
After a while, Qingjue seemed to be really alright, so he walked towards the gate of Jingge with peace of mind.
Ah Ju quickly reached out to push open the door, but was bounced away by a force.
"Hiss..." His fingertips ached from the impact, and he covered his hand, saying, "What happened?"
“Perhaps…” Wen Tianyu thought carefully, placed the retrieved token in front of the door, and as he expected, another delicate golden light flashed, as if the entire Jingge Pavilion was plated with a layer of gold, and the door opened automatically.
“As expected, a token is required as a medium. This is probably a place that only the Wen family can open,” Wen Tianyu said, turning around. “It seems that back then, they not only didn’t take anything from Jingge, but they didn’t even enter Jingge.”
Ruan Linglai said, "So, those magical artifacts and documents were actually just stored elsewhere in your house? That's incredible! Doesn't that mean all the treasures of heaven and earth are inside?"
Wen Tianyu shook his head and said, "I was too young at the time, but judging from the memories in the demon fire, not all of them were powerful treasures. However, my mother thought that such a day would come and was afraid that they would be used by people with ulterior motives to kill people, so she kept some of them and put them in Jingge."
“Immortal of the Distant Mountains has foresight, I admire him,” Qingjue said. “Let’s hurry in and look for any documents that can break the seal on Qianlun Mountain.”
After all, the only trouble he could think of right now was the unresolved issue of the Demonic Sect.
To prevent the original event from recurring in a different form, the best approach is to resolve it quickly. That way, even if it does happen again, it will be something like what happened with Fan Aotian, something that can be easily resolved.
Although Fan Aotian was killed because he was possessed by a demon and attempted to slaughter the Ruan family, the Fan family would never let it go. Qingjue cautiously left some spies and instructed the patrolling disciples to keep a close watch.
Wen Tianyu stepped aside to make way for him and said, "Master, please."
Qingjue walked at the front, followed by several of his followers who had been with him for over a decade.
As soon as Aju entered, he looked left and right in amazement: "My God! This place is huge! It feels much bigger than the Qing family's library. How long will it take us to find everything in here?"
Yan Shiqun added with a headache, "And we don't even know if we can find it."
Their complaints weren't unreasonable. Jingge was much bigger than everyone had imagined. Apart from seeing it in her memories, this was Wen Tianyu's first time here.
Moreover, this place not only contains treasures and documents, but also has many empty rooms, enough to accommodate five or six people.
However, it still has accumulated a lot of dust. If you want to live here, you should clean it properly.
But none of that is urgent. Their top priority is to find records about the seal on Qianlun Mountain.
This level of magic could not possibly have been developed by them. The ability to kill the Demon Lord and seal an entire demonic sect is something that probably only the Wen family, a hundred years ago, had recorded.
Wen Tianyu looked at the layout and said, "The information recording the formations is all on the second floor. Once we check it out, there won't be much left."
After hearing his words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if they really wanted to read through all these ancient books that were several stories high, it would probably take until next year to finish.
Qingjue: "No matter what, let's start flipping through them, but be careful when you flip through them. These are all ancient books, and they are all unique. You must not damage them."
They divided the work and patrolled together, with two people going out every few hours. After all, this place had been a target of public criticism, and news traveled quickly. There was no guarantee that someone with ulterior motives wouldn't be eyeing it.
Wen Tianyu has not yet secured his position as the Pavilion Master, and the matter at Qianlun Mountain has not been resolved. He cannot spare the resources to deal with these people and can only be extra cautious.
Qingjue propped his head up and said, "Don't be nervous, if it really comes down to it, we can call for backup."
Whether it's Mu Yuan's wooden whistle, the Yun family's secret order, or the Qing family's message, it's all just a matter of a word from him.
Background section.
Moreover, it seems he now has a few more connections.
In martial arts, there is the Qianlun Demonic Sect; in literature, there is the Beishan Jingge Pavilion; and in commerce, there is the Ruan Family of Quanzhou and Zhangzhou.
Aju couldn't help but yawn as he looked at the book, saying, "After Tianyu and Junior Brother Yan go back to their own homes, and Senior Sister Linglai also wants to travel, the liveliness will be reduced by half."
As Ruan Linglai turned the page, she asked, "Little A-Jun, aren't you really planning to go out and explore? The beautiful landscapes of Waitu are truly magnificent."
"Forget it, forget it. The thought that no one will remember me after I die is too much. If something happens to me, you won't even be able to clear my name... Ouch."
He was hit hard by Ruan Linglai.
"Stop talking about dying! Spit it out! It's bad luck! Besides, Master has put so many talismans on you, and you can still use them all? What kind of important person would the other party be to destroy all these protective talismans and positioning talismans?"
Qingjue shook his head: "If such a person really exists, I'm afraid even if I went there, I wouldn't be able to defeat him."
Nowadays, he is probably the only person who can do these things.
Knowing he was in the wrong and had spoken without thinking, Aju rubbed his slapped forehead and changed the subject: "Junior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Jie, isn't it about time for you to change shifts? Senior Brother Wen! Let's go together! I'd like to take a stroll around Beishan, so please take me outside to see the sights."
Ruan Linglai muttered, "It's a patrol, not a game. Don't forget the important business."
Wen Tianyu smiled and said, "I will keep an eye on him. I'll go and call Ayan and the others back now."
Qingjue finished reading the book. He used his spiritual power to speed-read, so he read it very quickly. He tidied up the ancient book and put it away, feeling that this moment of noise was something worth cherishing.
Jingge... Jingge...
It seems like Jingge Pavilion was once just as lively.
Could it be that the ancestors of the Wen family also used to gamble on books and spill tea here?
Jingge...
For some reason, he felt a strange sensitivity to those two words.
He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and opened the next book.
That evening, Wen Tianyu and Aju returned with a masked man.
The masked man was bound like a dumpling with ropes, his entire head was wrapped in black cloth, and his mouth was gagged.
Qingjue put down the ancient book in his hand, and said with a solemn expression, "This is..."
“This person has ulterior motives; we sensed the aura of a demonic cultivator on him.”
Yan Shiqun raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
Aju continued, "Brother Wen said that for safety reasons, we should tie the person up tightly, cover their face and mouth before bringing them back."
Qingjue was pleased; his prudence was commendable, truly worthy of being his disciple.
Yan Shiqun snorted coldly, got up, and kicked the person lying on the ground, sending them sprawling on their back.
The person on the ground was in pain but couldn't cry out, only whimpering.
“Disgraceful,” Yan Shiqun frowned. “Is this how the current leader of the Demonic Sect teaches you? Just like a defeated hyena.”
Wen Tianyu patted him on the shoulder, knowing he must be furious to see his sect members so humiliated, but still said, "Ayan, why don't we ask first how a demonic cultivator could appear in Beishan? After all, this place is quite far from Quanzhou and Zhangzhou."
Both times, demonic cultivators were discovered near Quanzhou and Zhangzhou. The first time was by Yan Shiqun himself, and the second time was by Fan Aotian and his group who attempted to kill the Ruan family.
Yan Shiqun always listened to advice, and having grown up, he became much more composed. He quickly put out the fire, made a gesture for her to leave, and turned away to sulk.
Jie Zhoujian blocked everyone, including Qingjue, behind him and removed his mask and the cloth from his mouth.
Jie Zhoujian stood up and said, "Reporting to Master, he is indeed a demonic cultivator."
The nameless demonic cultivator spotted Yan Shiqun's back at first glance and shouted, "Your Excellency! It's Your Excellency! I can't be mistaken, it must be Your Excellency. The fire during the day was indeed Your Excellency's doing!"
Qingjue let out a silent "Wow!"
You can recognize him just from his back view; he seems to be a big fan.
Ruan Linglai joked, "Huh? He recognizes you. It seems that people still remember you, the Demon Lord who hasn't been in power for long."
Aju put his hand on Yan Shiqun's shoulder, looking very familiar with him: "He doesn't seem to be here to cause trouble."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shiqun turned around and gave the person on the ground a look.
Their behavior seemed to have angered the person underground.
"You despicable villains, remove your hands from His Majesty! What a pathetic and pathetic scheme to imprison my Majesty in this chamber! Shameless! The so-called righteous path, I will never let you live under the same sky!"
Aju was inexplicably scolded and shrugged, feeling innocent.
“No one imprisoned me, and you didn’t insult the people here,” Yan Shiqun said. “Apologize to them and explain what happened.”
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