After saying this, White-browed Immortal no longer lingered, but waved his sleeves and put away everything that belonged to him in the cave. Then he bowed eleven times to Fang Jian and Bai Zhen and said, "I take my leave."
"Please come in, fellow Taoist." Fang Jian bowed and said calmly.
Just as Taoist Baimei was about to leave, Zhu Ziyun on the ground suddenly called out, "Daoist Baimei."
Taoist Baimei stopped and turned to look at Zhu Ziyun. Zhu Ziyun, who had barely pulled herself together, revealed a pale, frail, yet incredibly beautiful face. "Fellow Daoist Baimei, we've known each other for ten thousand years. Today, things have come to this. If you don't mind, I'd like to leave a memory of my past in this world."
Upon hearing this, Master Baimei was slightly startled, then turned his gaze to Fang Jian.
Fang Jian's eyes were filled with indifference and his face was expressionless. He neither agreed nor stopped it.
Taoist Master Baimei hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What wish do you wish to leave behind?"
"A poem." Zhu Ziyun said softly.
Then, Master Baimei nodded, and then a fairy jade scroll was spread out in front of Zhu Ziyun. Considering that Zhu Ziyun's Taoism had been sealed now, he took out a jade pen and handed it to her.
Zhu Ziyun raised her hand and held the jade pen. Her fingers were very slender and tender, but they were shaking violently the moment she held the jade pen.
Zhu Ziyun raised his left hand again to support his right wrist, and then began to write on the fairy jade scroll.
The pen fell and the ink scattered, but Zhu Ziyun seemed to have a trace of strength in an instant. She wrote a poem on the fairy jade scroll with vigor and power.
When she finished writing the poem, all the strength in Zhu Ziyun's body was instantly exhausted. The jade pen fell to the ground with a "click", and she collapsed powerlessly on Zhang Biyun.
True Man Baimei immediately stretched out his hand to take back the fairy jade scroll, but unexpectedly a ray of fairy light fell on the fairy jade scroll. True Man Baimei's face froze, and then he covered the fairy jade scroll with the fairy light and flew it back to Fang Jian's hand.
"Master Hongqing." Master Baimei called out as he looked at the fairy jade scroll that had fallen into Fang Jian's hands.
Fang Jian glanced at Master Baimei indifferently, then held the scroll in both hands and slowly read:
There are no flowers or birds on the old trees in front of the yard. At that time, I was a little girl with yellow bun and hanging hair.
I don’t know the blue color of the sky, and I can’t distinguish the Jade Sea Bridge of the Purple Palace.
Suddenly, I felt like I had a dream of fifty thousand years, and suddenly even the immortal sounds were gone.
The colorful feathers and red wings are still singing the old songs.
After Fang Jian finished reading, he said with a sneer, "The poem is well written, worth reading."
When Master Baimei heard this poem, his face was filled with melancholy. He stretched out his hands to Master Hongqing and said, "Now that Master Hongqing has finished viewing it, please hand it over to me."
"Hmm?" Fang Jian's brows furrowed, his expression indifferent. He rolled up the fairy jade scroll and said coldly, "Such a wonderful poem, I will borrow it to appreciate it for a few days. After I appreciate it, I will return it to Master Baimei."
"Master Hongqing, this..." Master Baimei was shocked when he heard this and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Jian.
"Fellow Daoist Baimei, this is not a place for you to stay for long. Please leave." Fang Jian said with a flick of his sleeves.
A surge of anger instantly surged in Baimei Zhenren's heart, but after a moment, he forced it down. "Amitabha." Baimei Zhenren clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Then he said to Fang Jian, "Since that's the case, please carefully examine it, Zhenren Hongqing, and return it to me as soon as possible. I'll take my leave."
Fang Jian looked cold and didn't answer. Taoist Baimei didn't wait for his response and turned around and flew out of Cangluan Peak.
"Ancestor." As White-browed Immortal flew out, all the disciples of the Emei Sect gathered around him and bowed to him.
Baimei Zhenren nodded to the disciples, then said to Miaoyuan Zhenren, the current head of the Emei Sect, "Let's go back to the Emei Sect."
Zhenren Miao Yuan nodded, and then a group of Emei disciples surrounded Zhenren Baimei and flew towards the Emei Sect on a cloud. However, before they flew far, they suddenly sensed a strong bloody smell coming from behind them.
An Emei elder frowned and turned to look in the direction of Cangluan Peak. Then, with a look of shock on her face, she hurriedly called out, "Ancestor, Master, look!"
Upon hearing this, True Man Baimei, True Man Miaoyuan and everyone else from the Emei Sect turned around and looked. They were shocked at what they saw.
There was a huge bloody scene on the Cangluan Peak, accompanied by screams. Then, the bloody corpses of Shuangyunmen monks were seen, strangled by iron chains around their necks, and then hung directly on the cliffs around the Cangluan Peak.
In just a cup of tea, more than two thousand corpses of immortal monks were hung up. Many of them were known to the disciples of Emei Sect. They were all disciples of Shuangyun Sect, and their cultivation levels ranged from True Immortal to Golden Immortal.
The last ones to be hung were the bodies of Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun. The two pure and peerless female fairies who were alive just now had now turned into corpses, and there was no trace of aura on their bodies anymore.
Moreover, the bodies of the two women were hung at the highest point.
Baimei Zhenren's face was extremely solemn and dignified. Beside him, Miaoyuan Zhenren, the head of the Emei Sect, looked at the bodies of Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun and said in shock, "Their souls have been scattered. Grandmaster, the souls of Zhang and Zhu have been scattered!"
At this moment, Master Baimei finally understood why Fang Jian was determined to drive him out of Cangluan Peak, because if there were corpses hanging there, all the immortal cultivators in the entire Shushan would be able to see it!
Moreover, you can see clearly!
(End of this chapter)
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