Chapter 492 Lu Chaochao's Unfilial Son
"Demon world, I will never forgive you!"
Lu Chaochao cursed with tears in her eyes.
"Zhuifeng has never suffered any hardship while following me. I don't know how much suffering he will have to endure in the demon world." Lu Chaochao's face wrinkled up. She felt heartbroken when she thought of Zhuifeng being abducted to the demon world alone.
Xie Yuzhou whispered, "If I follow you, I will go hungry for nine meals in three days."
"Zhuifeng's back is hunched. Do you know how it got hunched?"
Lu Chaochao had tears in her eyes: "Is it because I'm riding a dog that's too heavy?"
"No, it's because it takes too much blame. It's also the one responsible for wetting the bed, and its claws are also the reason why I can't finish my homework..."
Lu Chaozhao's eyes were spitting fire.
Xie Yuzhou whistled and looked up at the sky with innocent eyes.
I know that people who tell the truth are not liked.
"Hmph, you're annoying!" Lu Chaochao glared at him before following everyone down the mountain.
Many sword cultivators were injured today, but fortunately the Sword Sect already has a pharmacist, and they are recovering in an orderly manner.
Lu Chaochao stood in front of the white-browed old man, who had an immortal look and was like the pillar of the Sword Sect.
"Little girl, you are a mortal, why did you come to the Sword Sect?" asked the old man.
The little sword boy behind him said, "Master, Junior Brother Xu Fan brought her up the mountain. She is an emperor from the human world, and she came here to purify the turbid air."
The old man paused.
His originally hunched back suddenly stood straight.
He looked at Lu Chaochao with burning eyes, full of pain, and he felt so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
He waved his hand and waved for the boy to leave.
He stood solemnly opposite Lu Chaochao, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the four-year-old girl in front of him.
"Master, you can't do that!"
"You are a thousand-year-old lord, and she, a four-year-old empress, can't bear it." The little boy said hurriedly.
The old man shook his head: "She can afford it. This is what the Wanjian Sect owes her."
"Miss, the Wanjian Sect feels sorry for you and for all the people in the world. On behalf of the sect, Qingyang would like to apologize to you." Taoist Master Qingyang bowed deeply.
Taoist Qingyang?
Lu Chaochao muttered to himself, this name was given later, I don’t know what the old man’s real name is?
"It was the sect leader's suggestion, Master, and you have no say in the matter. You even fought with the sect leader over this, and he didn't stop you." The little boy's eyes turned red with anger.
“No matter who proposed it, it has been named after the Wanjian Sect.” It was the Wanjian Sect that betrayed the trust of the world and the intentions of Chaoyang Sword Master.
The old man sighed deeply, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged countless years.
"Bring some spiritual wine and snacks." Taoist Qingyang looked at Wuwangshan.
"Are you going to pay tribute to her again? How many times a year do you go? Now the gods are not allowed to make statues of her privately, so you have to be careful." The boy handed over the sacrificial items that were ready at any time.
"Don't worry, I have no hope of ascending to the immortal realm. It will only take a few days anyway."
When the child heard this, he silently turned his head to the side and wiped his tears.
"Grandpa Qingyang, can Chaochao go with us to take a look?" Lu Chaochao asked naively.
Taoist Qingyang looked at those eyes, was dazed for a moment, and agreed involuntarily.
"Come with me." Taoist Qingyang held her hand with one hand and carried the food box with the other hand and went up the mountain.
"You guys wait for me in the yard. I'll be back at dawn." After Lu Chaochao said this, he jumped up the mountain.
The further up the mountain we went, the brighter her smile became.
Her Wuwang Mountain.
Wuwang Mountain is at the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist. After the old man made some hand gestures, the two of them entered Wuwang Mountain one after another.
As soon as you enter the door, you can feel the strong spiritual energy in the air.
Walking along the bluestone slabs on the ground, Lu Chaochao saw the scene that had haunted her dreams.
There is a huge peach tree in the courtyard.
It is the peach tree's flowering season. The peach blossoms on the trees are falling with the wind, and the pink peach blossoms are covering the ground.
The breeze blew the swing, and it swayed gently under the peach tree.
She seemed to see that scene again.
She leaned on the swing and ordered her seven disciples to massage her shoulders and legs.
In the courtyard, the disciples were chasing and playing, and the whole garden was filled with laughter.
"Chaochao, come in and sit down." Taoist Qingyang has become familiar with Lu Chaochao along the way.
"Put the tribute on the table and pour the wine on the ground."
Lu Chaochao did as he was told and paid tribute to himself.
"Grandpa Qingyang, have you seen Chaoyang Sword Master?" the little guy asked secretly. Judging from Qingyang's age, he should have seen him.
Qingyang sat on a recliner in the yard.
“Yes.”
"But at that time, she was extremely talented, and the disciples around her were all extremely gifted. As for me... I was insignificant."
Taoist Qingyang seemed to be lost in memories, with a hint of a smile on his lips.
"At that time, I was just an ordinary inner sect disciple. I was quiet and didn't like to communicate with others. So I often ran errands for Sword Master up and down the mountain." Sword Master liked the snacks at the foot of the mountain very much.
"For sword cultivators, swordsmanship is the basis for survival. But the Sword Master is never stingy."
"Every time we went up the mountain, she would secretly give me some tips on swordplay."
"Although I have never been her disciple, I have received a lot of instruction from her."
"I thought I could live a peaceful life like this for the rest of my life." Qingyang's voice gradually became low, and the grief in his eyes almost crushed him.
later……
"The entire elite of the Wanjian Sect was killed in that smoke of gunpowder. Including her..."
Taoist Qingyang mentioned it several times and still shed tears.
"The Wanjian Sect is left with only a group of old and weak people, drifting in the wind and rain. It was her merit that made no one in the Three Realms dare to touch the Jian Sect, allowing the Jian Sect to breathe."
"At that time, the Sword Sect was weak, but united. Everyone was devoted to the Dao and took it as their responsibility to protect the common people."
"The life-and-death battle back then did not destroy the Sword Sect."
"In the end, it was destroyed by desire."
"Do you know who the current sect leader is?" Qingyang seemed to want to talk very much, and he didn't care whether Lu Chaochao could understand him or not.
He can talk to his four-year-old child without any scruples.
"It's Mingkong. Mingkong is the old sect master's child."
"The Wanjian Sect was founded by the old sect master and Chaoyang Sword Master. No one knows the relationship between the old sect master and Sword Master, but in front of Sword Master, the old sect master is very respectful."
"So, Sword Master has always been the core of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
"When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, the old sect leader and a group of elders died to save the world. The child they left behind was Mingkong."
"Mingkong..." Qingyang shook his head in disappointment. He is not even half as good as the old sect master.
"Because I have been instructed by the Sword Master, my cultivation is already top-notch among the few remaining disciples. The position of the sect leader will be chosen between me and Mingkong."
"But Mingkong, he has a good godmother."
Lu Chaochao thought about it and remembered that she had never heard that Ming Kong had a godmother.
"Who is his godmother?" Lu Chaochao asked while swinging on the swing.
"It's the Sword Master."
Bang!
Lu Chaochao rolled down from the swing, with her hair full of flower petals, and asked through gritted teeth: "Who is his godmother?"
"Mingkong said himself that he once worshipped Chaoyang Sword Master as his godmother!"
"The old sect leader has a very good relationship with Sword Master, so it is normal for him to become the godmother. Immediately, the entire sect respected him as the head of the sect."
"!!"
"Fuck your eldest son!"
After waking up from a good sleep, I found myself with an unfilial son? ! !
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