Xuanxia

Chapter 850 Qiluo Palace

Northern Desert, Qiluo Palace.

In the vast desert with yellow sand and smoke, an oasis appears and disappears like a mirage.

The oasis is not small, with lakes and woods. Deep in the woods, a low manor building suddenly appears. Its style is not like that of the Central Plains, but more like that of the Western Regions, with colorful domes and glazed windows and tiles. If someone approaches, they will hear the melodious singing and dancing coming from the manor.

This place is the Qiluo Palace, which is far away from the Central Plains but has a great reputation.

The name of Qiluo Palace became famous among these two people.

One of them is Huo Yaer, who became the great shaman of Beiyi several decades ago, and the other is Murong Xuan, a young master who has become famous in the martial arts world in recent years.

Compared to the two of them, many people couldn't even name the Palace Master and Elders of Qiluo Palace.

Who knows, if a wanderer from the Central Plains came here and entered this manor, he would not know that this is the Qiluo Palace.

In the courtyard of the manor, tall palm trees are surrounded along the courtyard wall, and there is a towering fountain pool in the courtyard. A dozen women with beautiful faces and graceful figures are standing in front of the pool...dancing to the music of the piano.

The source of the music was a graceful old lady.

She looked to be in her seventies. She was sitting not far away with a long guqin on her knees. Her ten old but still slender fingers lightly plucked and twisted the strings. The sound of the guqin was melodious and graceful, like a clear spring in the mountains or the chirping of larks.

The dancing postures of those dozen women were also unique.

They weren't just dancing.

These women waved their sleeves and took nimble steps, their figures intertwined, their long sleeves flying and overlapping, creating a sense of fantasy and reality. Their steps were dazzling, and it was a set of superb body techniques.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a flute not far away, which blended perfectly into the sound of the piano and also added a sense of layering to the piano sound. The clear spring in the mountains turned into drizzle, and the flock of larks turned into magpies.

The graceful old woman was slightly surprised, raised her head and looked to the side.

I saw a person appear on a rockery not far away.

This is a man with a feminine face, who looks to be nearly fifty years old, with wrinkles clearly visible on his face. However, he still wears a big red flower on his head and a purple gown, looking quite...sexy.

This man is the flute player.

He smiled at the graceful old woman, and the old woman nodded slightly at him.

When the women who were dancing to the music saw the man, they smiled and nodded at him.

Soon, the sounds of the zither and flute gradually faded, the old woman pressed her hands on the strings, and the man put away the jade flute.

"Meet Uncle Gong Yang~"

The women stopped dancing and bowed and called out to the man on the rockery.

The man laughed and said, "No need to be polite. I'm here to talk to Senior Sister Changsun. You guys just go do your own things."

"Yes--"

The women responded and then left with giggles.

After the two of them watched them leave with gentle eyes, the man then flashed like a ghost and came to the side of the old woman, bowed and said, "Junior apprentice Gong Yang Xun Yan, I greet the head sister."

The old woman smiled.

She, of course, is the current Palace Master of Qiluo Palace - Changsun Jiansu.

"Junior brother, I'm back."

She smiled and spoke, her voice low and hoarse, a little unpleasant, as if she had been injured: "Did you gain anything from your trip to the Sword Academy?"

"Yes, of course!"

Gong Yangxunyan's eyes lit up: "It is indeed the largest academy in the world! It encompasses everything and promotes all kinds of things! I saw many lost piano scores and music scores there. One of their teachers is actually the descendant of Xianzonglin! She..."

"Junior brother."

Chang Sun Jiansu interrupted him with a smile: "You know, that's not what I'm asking."

"Hahaha, let's get down to business, let's get down to business."

Gong Yangxunyan smiled gently: "That Dean Dong hopes that we can intervene in the war in the northern border."

"Northern Frontier..."

Zhang Sun Jiansu's eyes narrowed slightly. "Now Yan State is in chaos, and Yi State is still holding on to the Northern Frontier Army. Marshal Hong has never returned to rescue the country... Dean Dong hopes that the Northern Frontier Army can come back to help." "Yes." Gong Yangxunyan smiled and said, "Of course, Dean Dong also made some promises. She said... if we take action, then she will send the academy teachers to help us and help my Qiluo Palace capture Huo Yaer."

Changsun Jiansu's eyes moved slightly.

"Huo Yaer..."

She exhaled softly, "I haven't heard this name for a long time."

“But you will not forget her, Senior Sister.” Gong Yangxunyan said softly, “After all, her entire family was killed by our Master.”

"yes……"

After Chang Sun Jiansu sighed, he looked at his junior brother and asked, "What do you think?"

"My Qiluo Palace is independent of the Northern Desert and has nothing to do with the Yan Kingdom. The war in the Northern Frontier has nothing to do with us."

Gong Yangxunyan blinked and said, "In my opinion, we don't need to get involved in this matter."

"Huo Yaer beat us severely back then, and you don't care?" Chang Sun Jiansu smiled and said, "She almost cut my throat to death, and you were lying in bed for half a year."

"Haha, it's all in the past."

Gong Yangxunyan smiled and said, "How can the hatred in the secular world compare to the joy of dancing and music? During this trip to Yanjing, although I enjoyed reading the books in the academy, I also saw the sufferings of many ordinary people. Countless people are busy and busy, trying to get what they want, but they lose it again after getting it... I would rather stay here and listen to music and play the zither."

"You are so cool and relaxed."

Zhang Sun Jiansu shook his head: "But the chaos in the northern border this time is not that simple. Tiele and Huo Yaer were able to delay the war for three years regardless of casualties. There must be something hidden. I am just worried..."

She was halfway through her words when she suddenly raised her head as if she sensed something!
The ram looking for the geese did the same and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the clear, cloudless sky.

In early summer, during the day, can we actually see shooting stars?

No…that’s not a shooting star.

The green light trailed a long trail of light smoke and fell not far away. The center of the green light...

"It's a person!"

Chang Sun was shocked when he saw Su.

Gong Yangxunyan was also startled: "Did this person fall from the sky?"

Chang Sun Jiansu stared at the ball of light, his eyes shining with divine light, and murmured: "Knowing to stop, calm and peaceful, the seven evidences complement each other and become one... Not a cave heaven, not a mysterious star, but a saint?!"

"What?!" Gong Yangxunyan was shocked: "Saint?!"

"Even if he's not a saint, he's still..."

Chang Sun Jiansu's eyes became solemn. He did not finish the rest of his sentence and just said, "Go and have a look."

The two of them didn't waste any more time and floated away together.

They were like two puffs of smoke, one in front and one behind, floating out of the Qiluo Palace and heading towards the desert, chasing after the "meteor".

The ball of green light fell lower and lower, and finally crashed into a sand dune in the distance, raising a cloud of dust.

The two of them were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of hundreds of steps and approached the dust.

Gong Yangxunyan flipped his hand, took out the jade flute from his waist, put it to his lips and blew it gently.

A few high-pitched syllables sounded, and an invisible sound wave spread out. The dust in the sky was swept away in an instant, revealing a huge hole in the sand.

Changsun Jiansu landed lightly beside the pit, looked inside, and saw a man wearing a Taoist robe, with messy hair and a beard.

“It hurts so much…”

Fu Qingzhou's eyes were confused and he murmured in pain: "That strong wind is too outrageous... What is it doing to me..."

He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break and his head was dizzy.

The breakthroughs that had been achieved before and the rules that had been comprehended were nothing in the face of that strong wind. It was the true power of heaven and earth, unrivaled!
"No...I can't move..."

In a trance, he saw two figures blocking the sunlight, but before he could ask each other's names, he lost consciousness and passed out.

(End of this chapter)