At this time, the people in the hall were chatting, seemingly discussing something. The young Taoist who led Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu came to the door, dressed in a long robe, and respectfully said: "Master, fellow masters, I am Chang Jian, ordered to bring two juniors"

  Before he could finish speaking, a shrill cry suddenly echoed through the sacred and solemn hall, interrupting him: "Ghost, evil ghost! Ghost!"

  Chang Jian was shocked, but Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were even more shocked. The voice was sharp and unpleasant to the ear, yet it was extremely familiar. Zhang Xiaofan didnt care about that much, he rushed into the hall in an instant, shouting loudly: "Wang Ershu, Wang Ershu, is that you?"

  He shouted with anxiety and a hint of crying, which made everyone feel uncomfortable. Behind the crowd, in the corner of the wall on one side of the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter was huddled with his hands over his head, his whole body trembling, and from the gap between his fingers, he muttered "ghost, ghost".

  Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, who followed him in, immediately recognized that the man was a woodcutter from Cao Miao Village, surnamed Wang, second in line, kind-hearted, always smiling, and extremely good to them and their group of children. After chopping firewood on the mountain every day, he would also bring some wild fruits from the mountains to share with the children.

  Zhang Xiaofan rushed over without thinking, ran to Wang Ershus side, grabbed his shoulder with force and shouted: "Wang Ershu, what happened? Why are all the villagers dead? And my mother, my father, how are they? Tell me!"

  Wang Ershu heard Zhang Xiaofans repeated questioning, seemingly touched, and temporarily stopped talking about that "ghost" stuff. He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him.

  The crowd in the great hall suddenly moved and fell silent, with everyone quieting down, even those sitting in chairs couldnt help but stand up to look over here.

  King Ershus eyes were bloodshot, full of fear and confusion. He stared at Zhang Xiaofan for a long time, but didnt say a word, furrowing his brow as if thinking hard about something.

  At this time, someone in the Qingyun Gate couldnt help but take a step forward and was about to speak when they were quietly pulled back by the person beside them.

  Zhang Xiaofan saw that Wang Ershu had no reaction for half a day, and was only staring at him with a dull expression. He became anxious in his heart and shouted loudly: "Wang Ershu, whats wrong with you?"

  Unexpectedly, Wang Ershu was startled by his loud shout, and his whole body trembled with fear. His face turned pale, and he suddenly rolled over to one side, covering his head with both hands, curling up into a ball, and wailing non-stop: "Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

  A sigh of disappointment suddenly rose from the crowd in the grand hall, and everyones face showed a look of despair. Those who had just stood up also sat back down dejectedly. Zhang Xiaofan was about to ask more questions when he was grabbed by Lin Jingyu beside him.

  Zhang Xiaofan didnt turn back, but saw Lin Jingyus eyes with tears and said sorrowfully: "Its useless, he has gone mad!"

  Zhang Xiaofans mind went "boom" and he stood there in a daze, unable to make a sound.

  Lin Jingyu was one year older than him, with a more meticulous mind. He glanced at the people in the great hall and saw that everyone was wearing Qingyunmen attire, including both men and women, cultivators and secular individuals. Most of them had weapons on their bodies, with long swords being the most common. Among the six people sitting in chairs, they stood out from the crowd with exceptional bearing. Three were cultivators and three were secular. Especially the one sitting in the center, wearing a dark green Daoist robe, with an elegant demeanor and bright, warm eyes - it was naturally the renowned Qingyunmen Sect Master, Dao Xuanzhen.

  Lin Jingyu didnt say much, pulled up Zhang Xiaofan and ran to the six people in front of him, knelt down in front of Dao Xuanzhenren, "thud thud thud" knocking his head non-stop.

  Daoxuan Zhenren looked at them carefully and sighed softly, saying: "Poor children, get up."

  Lin Jingyu did not get up, but instead looked up at the immortal with a sorrowful expression and said: "True Person, my companion and I were young and ignorant, and suddenly we have undergone such a great change. We really dont know what to do. You are all-knowing and all-powerful, please take charge of our affairs!"

  Zhang Xiaofan wasnt as good at talking as him, and at this moment his mind was all muddled, but he also followed with: "Yes, Immortal Grandfather, you should take charge!"

  Everyone who heard it couldnt help but smile on their faces. Zhang Xiaofan was indeed naive, but afterwards everyones eyes fell on Lin Jingyu.

  Lin Jingyu, at a young age, was in the midst of great change and faced Dao Xuan, a renowned figure known throughout the land. Yet, he spoke with clarity and coherence, his calmness far surpassing that of ordinary children, not to mention Zhang Xiaofan who knew nothing and regarded Dao Xuan as a god.

  The Caomiao Village massacre was an unprecedented and unheard-of event in the thousand-year history of Qingyunmen. The incident occurred right under the feet of Qingyunmen, causing a stir throughout the sect. Daoxuan Zhenren received the report and was shocked and enraged, immediately summoning the remaining six vein masters to discuss the matter. At this moment, except for Shuiyue Dashi from the "Xiaozhu Peak" vein who had not arrived, the other five vein masters were all present.

  Those who can take the seat of Qingyun Seven Veins are naturally the top figures in the Qingyun Gate; and the top figures in the Qingyun Gate are also the top figures among the cultivators and Taoist practitioners in this world. The people present, each with piercing eyes, all said to themselves at this time: "What a fine jade."

  Daoxuan Zhenren smiled slightly and said, "I dont know what will happen in the future, but since you live under Qingyun Mountain, my Qingyun Gate naturally wont ignore it. I just have a few questions to ask you, hope you answer them carefully."

  Lin Jingyu nodded and said: "Yes, disciple knows no evasion. Please ask your questions, True Person."

  Daoxuan Zhenren nodded and said: "How did you escape this calamity?"

  Lin Jingyu was stunned, saying: "I reported to the real person, I still remembered sleeping on my bed at home last night, but when I woke up in the morning, I was lying under a pine tree in the wild with Xiao Fan. I dont know what happened either. Later, Xiao Fan woke me up, and we ran back to the village together, and then saw that...that scene, and I fainted."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren furrowed his brow and looked at Zhang Xiao Fan, saying: "It was you who woke him up, then how about you?"

  Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment and said: "I dont know how I ended up there either, when I woke up, Jingyu was beside me, so I called him awake."

  Daoxuan Zhenren and the others looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion. If there was a superior being who came to rescue them, why did they only save these two children? If not, then no matter what, it couldnt be justified!

  Daoxuan Zhenren sank into thought for a moment before saying, "Thats to say, you all know nothing about last nights events."

  "Yes."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren sighed and called out: "Song Da Ren."

  "A disciple is here." A tall and sturdy young man emerged, dressed in ordinary clothes. Just now he was standing behind a short and stout person who was sitting down, apparently his masters disciple.

  "Since you were the first to appear in Caomiao Village, youd better tell us again what happened that day."

  Song Darens voice was loud and clear, "Yes. Early this morning, my disciples and a few fellow apprentices returned from handling some matters, flying back through the air. When they passed over Caomiao Village, one of my disciples inadvertently looked down and saw that there were more than 200 corpses piled up together in the village, a gruesome sight. My disciples quickly went down to investigate and only found these two children at the back of the village, who were unconscious. They immediately had one of their fellow apprentices send them back here. Later, they also found this person," he pointed to Wang Ershu, who was shrinking into the corner of the wall, "in the outhouse on the outskirts of the village. However, his eyes were dull and his spirit was dazed, no matter how my disciples asked him questions, he didnt respond, only repeatedly saying: ghost, ghost, evil ghost."

  Lin Jingyus body shook slightly, and he trembled with his voice: "Brother, have you counted the number of people?"

  Song Darens eyes showed a sympathetic expression, and he said: "I found a fellow apprentice who normally trades firewood with your village. He is very familiar with the situation of the villagers in your village. After his identification and our counting, it was confirmed that among the 42 households in Cao Miao Village, there were originally 247 people. Except for you three, everyone else has died."

  Although they had a premonition in their hearts, Lin Xingyu and Zhang Xiaofan still couldnt help but feel dizzy when they heard Song Darens clear affirmation, almost fainting again.

  Daoxuan Zhenren let out a soft sigh, his left hand brushed lightly, and a small red bead flew out from the sleeve of his robe. It flew to the front of Zhang and Lin, rolling on their foreheads and chests several times. Suddenly, a refreshing energy penetrated into their bodies. Unknowingly, the tense nerves in their hearts seemed to relax, and they felt exhausted. They couldnt help but lie down on the floor of the grand hall and fell asleep.

  Daoxuan Zhenren waved his hand, and the disciples standing in attendance hastily paid their respects before retreating one after another. The grand hall was left with only the six of them remaining.

  At this time, the short and stout man said: "Master Shixiong, you are currently using Ding Shen Zhu to temporarily calm them down, but what do you plan to do with them after they wake up?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren hesitated for a moment, turned his head to the Daoist sitting in the first seat on the left and asked: "Sister Caosong, what do you think?"

  Cang Song Dao Ren was a tall and majestic figure with a stern expression, the leader of the "Long Feng" lineage in Qing Yun Men. In Qing Yun Men, apart from Dao Xuan Zhen Rens main gate, his Long Feng lineage had the most prestige. Cang Song was naturally strict and not only managed the disciples within his own lineage but also oversaw all disciplinary matters within Qing Yun Men. The Qing Yun disciples admired and respected their leader Dao Xuan Zhen Ren, but they feared this unsmiling Cang Song even more.

  At this, the two thick eyebrows of Daoren were furrowed, and after a while, he said: "There are many doubts about this matter, and its feared that it cant be investigated clearly in a short time. But the villagers of Caomiao Village have always been simple and honest, we cant ignore their orphans. I think its better to take them under our wing."

  Daoxuan Zhenren nodded and said, "Not bad, I also mean this. These two children are lonely and poor, we need to take care of them. But I havent accepted any disciples for many years, I wonder which fellow disciple can accept them as their own?"

  At this time, the short and stout man, namely Tian Bu Yi of Qing Yun Mens "Da Zhu Feng" sect, said: "Elder Master, in my opinion, it would be best not to let these two people end up under the same master. Their backgrounds are similar, if they stay together, every time they see each other, they will think of past events, and such hatred will never cease, I fear that later on, things wont turn out well!"

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren thought for a moment, then said: "Tian Shi Dis words are reasonable. The two of them are young and have experienced such a great change, we should resolve the resentment in their hearts properly. Indeed, it is not suitable for them to live together. Then, we will need the two Shidi to take them in." As he spoke, he looked at everyone present.

  Only the other five veins were seen, with Cang Song as Tian Bu Yi and others eyes almost simultaneously fell on Lin Jingyus body, rolling around, unwilling to leave, but no one went to pay attention to Zhang Xiaofan beside him.

  The path of cultivation, talent is extremely important. There are often so-called geniuses in the world who can comprehend the Tao and surpass a hundred years of practice. The people of Qingyun Gate have a deep understanding of this. In the past, when Qingyun Gate was at its most desperate, it relied on a single, exceptionally talented Qingye ancestor. Although young, he had extraordinary talent, broke through ancient scriptures, and his cultivation far surpassed that of his predecessors. He turned a small Qingyun Gate into a thriving and prosperous place, and now it is the leader of the worlds orthodox sects.

  Moreover, a good master is hard to find, but a talented disciple is equally rare. Lin Jingyus innate talent surpasses others, and his foundation is exceptionally good. The leaders of the Qingyun Sect had taken notice of him at first glance.

  After a moment of silence, Tian said with a cough: "Heh heh, Eldest Brother, you know that the Great Bamboo Peaks lineage has always been sparse in population. This time, Ill help you take care of one of them."

  Just as he was about to point at Lin Jingyu, however, the "Chaoyang Peak" disciple Shang Zhengliang stood up and blocked his way, saying to Dao Xuanzhen: "Eldest Brother, I felt a deep connection with this child from the moment I saw him. Its probably because we have a predestined relationship. Why dont you just let him join my peak instead?"

  The Qingyun Sect has a long history, and each vein has its own strengths and weaknesses on the surface, but they all have a deeper meaning of mutual restraint. Looking at Lin Jingyus exceptional talent, no one can say for sure whether he will be the next Qingye Ancestor. Moreover, even if he enters the sect as an ordinary disciple, it wont give other veins a chance. Originally, with Daoxuan True Persons prestige in cultivation, no one dares to compete, but Daoxuan himself said he wouldnt accept him. How can such a good opportunity be missed?

  Just as Shang Zhengs voice fell, a Tianyun Daoist from the "Lu Xia Peak" said on the side: "Shang Shixiong, you already have 200 disciples under your door, and each of them has a predestined relationship with you. Your affinity is too much."

  Shang Zhengliangs face turned red, just about to speak, Tian Buyi rushed to say: "Tian Yun Shixiong is right, speaking of the number of disciples, your least has more than 100 people, but my Dazhu Peak only has seven people, it doesnt look like a sect at all. How about..."

  At this time, Cang Song Dao Ren interrupted him and said: "Tian Shidi, these two children are so pitiful. What we should give them is the best care, not considering our own numbers." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Da Xuan Zhen Ren and bowed his hands, saying: "Shifu, this child is indeed a good material, please let me take him in as my disciple. I will teach him with all my heart and make him successful, to comfort the spirits of Caomiao Village."

  Daoxuan Zhenren sank into thought for a moment, Tian Buyi and Shang Zhengliang exchanged worried glances. Sure enough, after a while, Daoxuan Zhenren said: "What Cangsong Shidi said also makes sense, so let him join your sect."

  Cang Song smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhangmen."

  Everyone saw that they had been with Cang Song for a long time, knowing that Cang Song was not talkative and smiled on ordinary days. Todays smile was already extremely joyful in his heart, and they couldnt help but secretly feel annoyed. But Dao Xuan Zhen Ren had spoken, and the real power of Cang Songs Long Feng lineage was too great, so they could only swallow this breath.

  Dào Xuán stopped for a moment and then said: "What about this other person?"

  Shang Zhengliang coughed, closed his eyes; Tian Yunru looked at the ceiling of the grand hall, and suddenly found the pattern there particularly beautiful; Tian Buyi chuckled and suddenly felt sleepy, about to fall into a deep sleep; while the other vein "Feng Hui Peak" Zeng Shu Chang had already entered meditation, as if he had never paid attention to what was happening here from the beginning.

  Only the great winner, Cang Song Dao Ren, gave a cold glance at everyone, but his eyes were full of smiles.

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren couldnt help but feel a bit awkward, but as someone of his stature, he naturally wouldnt say something like "this talent is inferior, do you not want it?" Instead, with a flicker of thought, he immediately found a scapegoat.

  "Junior Brother Tian." Dao Xuan True Persons smile seemed so gentle at this moment.

  Tian didnt expect this and his heart skipped a beat, he immediately jumped up, just about to speak, but was preempted by Dao Xuan Zhen Ren who said: "The matter of Cao Miao Village is your disciple Song Da Rens first appearance, it seems that this child and you Da Zhu Feng have a very good affinity. Heh heh, youd better take him in as your disciple."

  The field is not easy to be urgent, Zhang Xiaofans talent is ordinary, one look and its all seen, being accepted as a disciple is just a burden, he naturally doesnt like it. He was about to distinguish, but Dao Xuan wouldnt let him have the chance to speak, rushing to say: "Alright, this matter will be settled here, fellow disciples also need to pay attention to investigating this matter, understood?"

  Cang Song and others stood up together and said in unison: "Yes."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren nodded, coughed a few times, and didnt look at Tian Nai Yis expression. He quickly walked into the back hall. After his figure disappeared in the great hall, a loud laughter suddenly came from the Yu Qing Hall of the Qing Yun Gate.

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  Daqi Peaks disciple Song Daren had been waiting outside the Jade Clear Temple, and finally saw his masters coming out. He went up to greet them, but was surprised to see Master Tian Naiyi holding Zhang Xiaofan in his arms, and asked: "Master, whats going on?"

  The field is not easy to see him, a burst of annoyance in his heart, angrily said: "What what? Are you stupid or not! Dont hurry up and take it over?"

  Song Daren hastily took over Zhang Xiaofan, who was still asleep. Tian Buyis anger surged, but his eyes happened to catch Shang Zhengliang and Tianyun, who were sneaking out at the same time, secretly laughing. He became even more furious and shouted at Song Daren: "Hurry up and go! What are you standing there for?"

  Having said that, he ignored everything else, his right hand made a virtual stroke in the void, and a red light flashed by. A red long sword was raised by him, and without seeing how he moved, it floated on the sword, breaking through the air and rushing away quickly.

  Song Daren was momentarily stunned, but at least he had already understood that he had gained a junior brother. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan in his arms and couldnt help but say: "Little junior brother, I still dont know what your name is?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was still fast asleep, completely unaware of his own fate, which had already taken a drastic turn without him even realizing it.