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Volume 1 Piaomiaoyun Sect Chapter 99 The Langhua Banquet at the Wind and Cloud Meeting (Part 1)

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    A giant crane brings an expert.  Old Wei Chongshan, the dean of Yunquemenwai.  The so-called outer courtyard is the organization of outer disciples.  Speaking of which, Yu Qingyue was also an outer disciple of the Yunque Sect. As a master at the pinnacle of martial arts and successful in alchemy, he was appointed to the Bianque Pavilion in Jianchuan to take charge of a sect property.  In terms of position, Yu Qingyue is the deacon of the outer courtyard of Yunquemen, and Wei Chongshan is his immediate boss.  Although Wei Chongshan is known as the "Outer Courtyard", in fact, the position of the elder of the Outer Courtyard is very important.  He is responsible for all the external properties of the Skylark Sect, is responsible for collecting information from all directions, allocating resources from all directions, and arranging many chores for the sect. He can be said to be the top manager of the sect, with a high position of authority.  "Moreover, Wei Chongshan is a cultivator who has reached the Chenggang realm.  The six realms of the foundation-building stage of a cultivator are: refining marrow, transforming the essence, clearing the orifices, spiritual consciousness, condensing evil spirits, and forming a gang.  If you can break through the Chenggang realm, you will be a legend of the golden elixir, and you will be called an unparalleled master even among Taoists.  King Shangwu is famous all over the world and has caused such a big disturbance. In fact, he is only at the peak of Chenggang and the half-step golden elixir.  If he could break through this step and really master the golden elixir, Yuhuangguan would have no choice but to retreat and not dare to be his enemy again.  Of course, there is a world of difference between Cheng Gang and Cheng Gang.  In terms of cultivation, combat power, and status, Wei Chongshan cannot be compared with King Shang Wu.  But he is not under the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs of Jade Emperor Temple, and he is definitely the first-class figure among the cultivators in the Central Plains.  For such a person to attend Yu Qingyue's funeral in person, it can be said to be a great honor.  As for how much of this "face" is given to Yu Qingyue, how much of it is given to King Shangwu, and how much of it is given to Fenglei Liuhe Sword Formation, we will have to wait and discuss it later.  But no matter what, King Shang Wu's side will always accept this kind of kindness.  Wei Chongshan drove the crane directly into the front yard of Chiyunguan. After landing, without saying a word, he made a magic trick with his hand, attracting endless clouds and covering the entire Chiyunguan.  The onlookers outside Chiyun Temple were blocked by the clouds and could no longer see what was going on inside.  Except for some hot-headed young people who knelt down at the gate of Chi Yunguan and begged to be accepted as disciples, all the other people dispersed.  With this move, you can see the arrogance of the cultivator.  ??What kind of grievances and grudges in the world, what is right and wrong, cannot enter Wei Chongshan's eyes at all.  Not to mention judging, he didn't even have the interest to take a second look, so he simply closed Chi Yun Guan.  Wei Chongshan looks to be in his thirties or forties. He wears a fishtail crown and a flying cloud robe. His face is fair and elegant, with five strands of ink beard floating on his chest. He has an air of immortality.  He glanced at all the members of Chi Yunguan, and his eyes paused on the merchant brothers. He obviously recognized the direct bloodline of King Shangwu from his appearance and temperament. Finally, his eyes stopped on Yan Li, the elder of Yunquemenwai.  It was obvious that this young man was the person in charge here.  In fact, when Wei Chongshan and Xue Changsheng were exchanging news, they already knew that Yu Qingyue had a junior named Yan Li. Although he had no spiritual roots, he was very talented. At the age of sixteen, he had already mastered the method of refining the Qi Nourishing Pill.  The Skylark Sect is mainly focused on alchemy, and it is also based on the elixir trade among many immortal sects.  Although they value disciples with superior spiritual roots and excellent talents, ordinary people who can make alchemy can also enter the Skylark Sect, and their status is not low.  " However, a small alchemist in the Qi-nourishing stage is not worthy of Wei Chongshan's too much attention.  He simply nodded to Yan Li and said directly: "You must have heard of old Wei Chongshan, the dean of the Yunque Sect, who is a poor man. Yu Qingyue passed away, and the Yunque Sect was also grieved, and specially ordered me to come here to support the funeral. Rules for you.  I should have heard Xue Changsheng say that the ceremony must not be abandoned. Have you prepared the Langhua Dan Banquet?¡± ¡°It¡¯s ready,¡± Yan Li said in greeting.  Wei Chongshan couldn't help but take another look at Yan Li: According to calculations, this Langhua Banquet will require at least one or two hundred Qi Nourishing Pills.  It is difficult for an ordinary alchemist to make nine or eighty-one pills in each furnace. It is not easy to gather this amount.  Could it be that this Yan Li really has extraordinary talent and was able to prepare it in just a few days?  However, Wei Chongshan did not continue to say more.  He understands very well that the young man opposite is in charge here, and he is not only a junior of Yu Qingyue, but also has the trust of King Shang Wu!  As an elder of Yunque Sect, why should he point fingers at King Shangwu's people at this delicate moment?  "Yeah. That's very good. If you have nothing else to do, don't pay attention to Pindao." Wei Chongshan nodded again, and he found a quiet room by himself without any politeness, and entered to meditate.  With this sentence, we can see that although Wei Chongshan is proud and unsmiling, he has no airs.  Although he says "rituals cannot be abolished", in his heart he doesn't take etiquette seriously and likes to do everything as he pleases.  Otherwise, with his status as a high-ranking master and the dignity of the dean of Yunque Gate, how could he say "ignore the poor Taoist"?? It can be inferred that Skylark Gate is also a relatively comfortable and comfortable place.  No wonder Yu Qingyue still thought about it until the last moment!  I'm afraid that the only leisurely days in Xianchen Heying's life are related to this alchemy sect.  Wei Chongshan's approach of closing Chiyun Temple was very effective. At least for the rest of the day, there would be no trouble coming to the door.  In fact, except for Xue Changsheng, who arrived on time holding the Skylark Gate token, Chi Yunguan had no other problems.  The informants of countless sects were surrounded by Chi Yunguan, but they could only stare at the white clouds and sigh.  Of course, this is not entirely a good thing for Yan Li and others.  With such a great god sitting in Chiyunguan, many secret things cannot be carried out.  For example, the practice of the Qinglong Pansun Sword, or some strategic planning conversations - who knows if the elder of the Skylark Gate is secretly listening in the corner?  Fortunately, this situation was already expected.  Yan Li just took this opportunity to do something that should have been done long ago.  He was writing hard in his study alone, and before sunset, he invited Duan Yan.  The Duan family father and son have a warm-hearted nature, straightforward temperament, and even a bit reckless.  But no matter how stupid you are, you should understand by now that Yu Qingyue's death is extremely complicated, far beyond the scope of what ordinary people can know - if nothing else, just look at the giant crane flying in mid-air, and the person who died.  Zhenren Wei, who sealed off the entire Chiyunguan with a wave of his hand, knew something about it.  They also understood that when the matter reached this level, it was no longer something ordinary Jianghu warriors could intervene in. There must be many things going on in Yan Li's area that were not convenient for them to tell them and his son.  Therefore, in the past few days, neither Duan Yan nor Duan Heihu appeared around Yan Li, only silently handling some trivial matters.  The more this happens, the more Yan Li has to consider their future.  "Master Yan, what can I say to you?" Duan Yan ran in with a playful smile, not showing any discomfort at being alienated.  "Ha, there have been a lot of things going on in recent days, and the eldest master and the young master have their hands full." Yan Li said with a smile.  "Hey, Master Yan, you're out of touch when you say that!" Duan Yan shook his head and said, "We only have this little ability, and we can't help with big things." "It turns out that the young master also knows that he is not very capable.  Yan Li nodded.  "Ahem" Duan Yan coughed awkwardly, "Master Yan, you don't have to be so direct" "I mean, Young Master, do you want to be more capable?" Duan Yan's eyes suddenly lit up,  "Master Yan, do you have any clever ideas?" "This is for you." Yan Li threw away a secret book with two lines of large characters: "Eighteen Forges of Wind and Fire - Written by Yan Li".  ¡ª¡ª¡­¡­¡ª¡ª After a night of silence, it was already the next morning in the blink of an eye.  This day is the day of Yu Qingyue¡¯s funeral.  Although there is a lot of fuss over Yu Qingyue's death, many characters are destined to appear today, but as a half-monk, Xianchen Heying's funeral ceremony is not complicated at all.  Taoism is inherently contemptuous of life and death.  "The Nanhua Sutra" records that when Zhuangzi's wife died, Huizi came to express his condolences, but he saw Zhuangzi.  Sitting at the door banging the basin and singing.  Huizi accused him of being ruthless and unrighteous, but Zhuangzi said: How could I not feel sad when she just died?  After thinking about it, I realized that I am still an ordinary person who does not understand the principles of life and death, and does not understand the way of heaven and earth.  Thinking about it this way, I no longer feel sad.  Yu Qingyue fought the evil cultivators vigorously and died a spectacular death. He even managed the Jianchuan Bianque Pavilion for the Skylark Sect for decades during his lifetime, so he should be given a final farewell.  But there is no need for red tape.  Especially the etiquette and filial piety advocated by Confucianism have a limited market among Taoist immortals. What's more, Yu Qingyue has no relatives or juniors, so all aspects of wearing mourning and mourning are omitted.  The whole funeral process is that after Shenshi, the coffin containing Yu Qingyue's clothes was sent from Chiyunguan to the Sword Tomb of King Shangwu outside Jianchuan City for burial - all the descendants of King Shangwu from the past 16 years were buried there.  The top person in charge of the funeral, Old Wei Chongshan, the dean of Yunque Gate, was even more lazy. He had no intention of entertaining guests all morning. It was not until half past noon and almost midnight that the smoke and clouds around Chiyun Temple were removed.  Invite guests to express condolences.  "Zhenren Wei made it clear that he didn't want to serve lunch, but given his status, no one in the world dared to accuse him of being rude.  As the gate of Chi Yunguan opened, guests came to express their condolences in an endless stream. All the forces and families in Jianchuan City, large and small, who could have some relationship with Yu Qingyue, all came to the scene - Wei Chongshan's driver yesterday  The crane's appearance is a spectacle, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.  &nbsp;For example, Yu Changhe, the leader of the Hengjiang Gang, and Fu Jingyang, the leader of the Dongsha Gang, both claimed that they rushed to Jianchuan non-stop to attend the funeral of senior Yu.  Not to mention the local figures in Jianchuan City, Ding Can, the swordsmith master of Wujintang, Qi Deng from Guyueju, Ning Rou from Sufengzhai a series of big shots came one after another.  There is also a wave of strange guests - the three elders of the Western Sichuan Sword Sect in Panyunzhai, bringing their proud disciple Mu Feixing with them.  It's a pity that they were blocked from the door by Xue Changsheng, who had an eye above his head, and had no chance to join in the fun.  Seeing that more and more experts were present, they did not dare to make mistakes and had to leave in despair.  In the restaurant opposite Chiyunguan, in a private seat facing Chiyunguan, two Taoist priests, an old one and a young one, were sitting.  The young man is none other than Xiahou Mo, a general from the Five Mountains.  With respect, but also with resentment, he said to the old Taoist priest opposite: "Uncle, look! There are so many bastards coming to show off the funeral of a mere Yu Qingyue!" The old Taoist priest has a white beard and white eyebrows.  Wearing an ordinary gray Taoist robe, he has the demeanor of a master.  He twisted his silver beard with his hand and said with a chuckle: "Xiao Mo, you are still young and can't hold your breath. We cultivators should always have a calm mind so that we can clearly see the mysteries of all things - don't let a little anger ruin your mood." "Yes."  Xiahou Mo responded quickly. It was obvious that the old Taoist opposite had a very high status.  "To the Jianghu people, Yu Qingyue was the former head of Bian Que Pavilion and a famous miracle doctor. After he died, he had to give some face, and he had a good relationship with Bian Que Pavilion. Not to mention Wei Chongshan of Yunque Sect,  Yesterday's appearance was so grand that ordinary people would come to get some immortality, which is not a big deal. "The old Taoist priest said indifferently, "Besides, there may be many of these people who come to the door to take advantage of the opportunity.  Try to observe in order to seize the opportunity in future situations." "That's it." Xiahou Mo nodded, "It's because my nephew was impatient and didn't think carefully." "Haha, it's normal to be young and energetic."  The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "The Jade Emperor Temple has lost face, and of course you have to get it back. But for you, some setbacks are a test of your state of mind. The temple master sent you here alone for the purpose of experience." "  My nephew understands. Master and the seniors have good intentions." Xiahou Mo bowed his head.  The Jade Emperor Temple was very hierarchical, and he did not dare to show any of his dissatisfaction.  The old Taoist priest ignored his little thoughts and said to himself: "Don't look at the people coming and going now. In fact, the real big shots haven't arrived yet." "Oh?" "Except for Yao Chengyan, there are three major sword sects.  "Others will always be present." The old Taoist closed his eyes and said, "Well, here we go" Before he could finish his words, he saw a faint Buddhist light shrouding the front door of Chi Yunguan.  "Thousands of hammers and thousands of hammers forge the heart of Zen, but the sword of wisdom cannot cut right and wrong. Once the meaning of Prajna is fully realized, there will be no bells in the world." In the rhyme of the poem, Guangjue, the head of the Prajna Hall of Zhuzen Temple, led six people wearing bright red  The monk in cassock strode forward and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage.  In the view of the heroes of Jianchuan, it is already a great honor to have the head of the Prajna Hall of Zhuchan Temple attend Yu Qingyue's funeral.  Guangjue saluted Xue Changsheng at the gate of Chiyunguan without saying much. He sighed and took the senior monks from Zhuchan Temple inside to express condolences, leaving only the nearby heroes to talk about it.  ??While everyone was still talking, they suddenly felt a warm wind, carrying the fresh fragrance of bamboo, blowing through the whole place, making the noisy heroes instantly silent.  On the ancient streets of Linze Town, the only sound left is the sound of wheels.  A simple wooden four-wheel car, driven by Chen Qiu Sheng, the master of the Book Department of Jianzhuyuan, drove slowly towards Chiyunguan.  In the car, there sat a scholar of Qing Dynasty wearing a high crown, a white robe, and a jade flute in his hand.  He chanted slowly: "Throughout the centuries, the flames of war never cease. The ambition is no more than the wine in the cup, and the pure flute is wasted." He is thin and pale, and seems to be suffering from a long-term illness.  The splendor in his eyes did not diminish at all.  That gentle and firm gaze, with the aura of a lonely gentleman, cannot be stained by mud or evil, and shines directly into the depths of people's hearts.  In the restaurant, the calm old Taoist priest saw this person, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he took a breath of cold air in fear: "Zhan Baiyang! He actually came in person!" ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ps. It is said that it will be released on November 1.  So, the next update should be in the early morning of October 1st >.<How sad it is to be put on the shelves without strong recommendation By the way, fellow Taoists, have you recognized the prototype of Zhan Baiyang?
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