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His favorite disciple Xiao Yicai also supported his body and said anxiously in a low voice: "Master, your body..."

Taoist Master Daoxuan snorted and said anxiously, "The disaster is imminent. Junior Brothers Tian, Shang, Zeng, and Tianyun, you guys should support us here for a while.

Junior Sister Shuiyue, take a few second-generation disciples and send the fellow Taoists from Tianyin Temple away first. They were injured while helping me to ascend to the sky, and we must not let them suffer any more harm. "

The people he instructed immediately nodded in agreement.

Tian Buyi followed and said: "Master, we are here to block you. You are seriously injured, so leave quickly. We can come back again someday..."

He suddenly stopped talking, but everyone knew what he meant. Zeng Shuchang and several other leaders nodded at the same time.

But Taoist Master Daoxuan laughed bitterly and said, "You are asking me to abandon the legacy of my ancestors? I, Daoxuan, would rather die than be a sinner for eternity!"

Tian Buyi and the others were silent. Daoxuan glanced at the demon sect members who were ready to make a move, and suddenly seemed to have made up his mind. He whispered: "At this point, we have no choice but to violate the ancestor's commandments and use the last killer move!"

Everyone else, including most of the elders, was stunned.

Daoxuan took a deep breath and said, "Time is running out. I will go and get the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. You guys..."

He looked around and suddenly whispered: "No matter what you think of me, now that things have come to this, you must be careful.

Tian Buyi and the others were moved, and were about to say something else when they suddenly heard wild laughter and the magic weapon flashed with strange light. The people from the Demon Sect finally took action.

In an instant, the originally solemn and dignified Yuqing Palace was filled with flying magic weapons, strange lights, and loud rumbling noises.

In the chaos, while the elders and masters of Qingyun Sect were resisting the fierce attacks of the masters of the Demon Sect, Shuiyue led the young disciples to help the seriously injured masters of Tianyin Temple into the back hall.

Taoist Master Daoxuan also walked backwards, but his steps were slightly unsteady.

When Tian Buyi saw this scene during the fight, he felt anxious. He glanced around and used the Red Flame Immortal Sword in his hand to force back the people from the Demon Sect in front of him. He then dodged to Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, who were fighting the enemy together with the elders but looked pale.

He said anxiously: "We don't need you here, you should go and escort the master immediately!

Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu were shocked, but seeing Tian Buyi's stern expression, they did not dare to disobey the order.

Moreover, at this moment, the head of Longshou Peak, Taoist Cangsong, suddenly rebelled. For the disciples of Longshou Peak, it was like a bolt from the blue. They were already in a state of panic, so they quickly responded and followed Taoist Daoxuan.

Looking at their figures, Su Ru, who was fighting on the side, frowned. After a moment, she found an opportunity to get out and flashed to the side of Ling Yi and Tian Ling'er, whispering: "You guys follow and watch the master!"

There was no need for Su Ru to say anything, Ling Yi also planned to do so and followed immediately.

A moment later, Lu Xueqi and Wen Min from Xiaozhu Peak also appeared in front of Ling Yi.

Lu Xueqi glanced at Ling Yi and said to Taoist Master Daoxuan, "It was Master who asked Senior Sister Wenmin and I to come here!"

Taoist Master Daoxuan sighed and shook his head slightly, but said nothing and continued walking forward.

Before they walked far, they heard a rumbling sound like thunder from the Yuqing Palace behind them. Several rays of light like mountain pillars shot up into the sky, actually breaking through the roof of the Yuqing Palace and rushing straight up to the sky. There were also several screams, and no one knew who had lost their life.

Everyone was shocked. It was obvious how cruel the fierce battle in Yuqing Palace was at that moment. They couldn't help but worry about their teachers and fellow disciples.

Taoist Master Daoxuan took a deep look in that direction, his face tense, and suddenly threw away his Taoist robe and strode away.

The young disciples followed behind him and saw that this person, whom they once revered like a god, was still standing tall and straight as usual, but his dark green Taoist robe was soaked with blood and had a shocking black stain. Even the sword hole left by Taoist Cangsong was clearly visible.

I really don't know how Taoist Master Daoxuan could still hold on after suffering such serious injuries?

The group walked through the back hall. None of the young disciples were senior disciples, so none of them had ever been here before. They just followed Taoist Master Daoxuan through the hall and the courtyard. Gradually, the noisy sounds from the Yuqing Palace gradually faded away.

They passed through the back hall of Yuqing Palace and headed towards the back mountain of Tongtian Peak.

Taoist Master Daoxuan walked in front, and everyone followed closely behind him, looking around vigilantly. Although most of the demon cult members were attacking the front mountain at the moment, no one could say whether someone would be led to the back mountain by Taoist Master Cangsong.

Sure enough, the facts proved that Tian and his companions' concerns were not unfounded. Although the path on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak was secluded, they had not walked far when several cult members rushed out from both sides. Qi Hao and others immediately stepped forward to catch them.

Taoist Master Daoxuan just glanced at it for a few seconds, ignored it, and walked straight forward.

In this attack on Qingyun, the Demon Cult indeed sent out all its elites. Even the disciples who roamed here were actually very powerful. Qi Hao and others were unable to deal with them in a hurry.

Song Daren and others continued to escort Taoist Master Daoxuan forward, leaving Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu to block the enemy.

At this moment, everyone actually had a question in their mind - why didn't Taoist Master Daoxuan fly away? Could it be that his injuries were already so serious?

But no one dared to ask him at this moment. Not long after, with a loud noise, several more demon cultists rushed out from both sides. Song Daren, Wen Min and Tian Ling'er blocked them. Lin Jingyu also wanted to step forward. Song Daren said anxiously: "The three of us are enough. Go and protect the master!"

Ling Yi, Lu Xueqi, and Lin Jingyu caught up with Taoist Master Daoxuan again.

This time, they unexpectedly did not encounter any members of the Demon Cult. Taoist Master Daoxuan led them to walk along a secluded path in the back mountain for a while, and then stopped at a three-way intersection.

"After this place is the holy place of our Qingyun Mountain, the 'Fantasy Moon Cave'. I want to go in. You wait here and don't let anyone from the Demon Sect break in! The other way leads to the 'Ancestor's Temple', you..."

Lin Jingyu looked resolute, nodded heavily, and said loudly: "Master, don't worry!"

Taoist Master Daoxuan glanced at him, but his gaze immediately fell on the "Dragon Slaying Sword" in his hand. In this quiet and secluded mountain area, the Dragon Slaying Sword was glowing with green light, as if it was also longing for something?

This young man was full of passion and determination. Vaguely... Taoist Master Daoxuan suddenly turned around, stared at the road leading to the ancestral temple, and without saying anything else, walked straight towards another road.

Ling Yi watched Daoxuan go in, and only when his figure disappeared did he slowly raise his head and look towards the distant mountain and the direction of the Yuqing Palace.

But I could only see dense forests, not even a corner of the eaves or palaces;

On the other side, the road leading to the ancestral temple, behind the woods, there were faint traces of houses and the sound of bells and tripods could be heard.

Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's roar came from the mountain in front. Even though it was so far away, the sound still came over like an overwhelming tidal wave, and the sky and the earth almost changed color.

Lin Jingyu reacted and said happily: "It's Ling Zun!"

Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi naturally recognized that it was the roar of the water unicorn.

Apparently, the spiritual beast that had been guarding Qingyun Mountain for thousands of years was finally alarmed and took action.

But it is not difficult to imagine how fierce the battle in Qingyun Sect is at this moment!

They all had their own thoughts and were waiting for Taoist Master Daoxuan here.

But their peaceful time didn't last long. Suddenly, footsteps were heard. They thought it would be best if Qi Hao and the others arrived. Otherwise...

Unexpectedly, it seemed as if God was against the Qingyun Sect. A moment later, five members of the Demon Sect appeared. The leader was the fake Shangguan Ce who had just plotted against Master Puhong. When he saw them here, he immediately rushed over with a grim smile, and some of them even looked behind them.

Chapter 102: Ancestral Temple

Lin Jingyu found that these people were not mediocre. Not to mention that he could deal with them, it was still a question whether he could defeat the five of them together. However, he could not let them enter the Huanyue Cave Mansion that Taoist Master Daoxuan had entered. In his anxiety, he suddenly made up his mind and made a prompt decision to say to Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi:

"I'll lead them to the other side. Please make sure to guard this place!"

His master, Cangsong Zhenren, betrayed him. As a disciple of Qingyun Sect, he must not let the Sect Master come to harm again, even if it means sacrificing his own life.

Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi heard this, but before they could say anything, Lin Jingyu had already rushed out. The Dragon Slaying Sword turned into green light and directly killed the five men in black with great momentum.

The fake Shangguan Ce and others frowned in surprise, their faces immediately became solemn. They did not expect that this young disciple of Qingyun Sect had such a high level of Taoism. They immediately ordered their men to surround him, leaving only the fake Shangguan Ce to patrol the battlefield, while paying attention to the movements of Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi.

Lin Jingyu fought with them for several rounds and indeed proved that these demon cultists were quite powerful. Three of them were only slightly inferior to him, and the only one was as powerful as him. When the four of them surrounded him, he was immediately at a disadvantage.

Lin Jingyu frowned and didn't want to fight anymore. He immediately broke away and retreated to another fork in the road. The fake Shangguan Ce pondered for a moment, then took the two of them to chase after him.

After a while, only two men in black, Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi were left standing there.

Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi looked at each other.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile.

With their current strength, killing these two people from the Demon Sect is as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

In the quiet woods of Qingyun Mountain, there was suddenly a noise as birds fled in panic.

In the distance, the angry roar of the water qilin could be heard faintly, echoing between heaven and earth!

There are two important places in the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain. One of them is the most important holy place of Qingyun Sect, "Fantasy Moon Cave". Thousands of years ago, the brilliant and talented Qingye Patriarch meditated here to attain enlightenment. Since then, Qingyun Sect has become the best in the world and the leader of all the heroes.

After Patriarch Qingye, Huanyue Cave became the most sacred place of Qingyun Sect, and for thousands of years only the sect leader could enter this place.

The other place is the ancestral temple.

As the name suggests, it is naturally the place where the ancestors of Qingyun Sect are enshrined. From Qingyunzi who founded Qingyun Sect to Patriarch Qingye and then to the ancestors of all generations, they all have tablets in this ancestral temple, and incense is burned every day.

Moreover, on every important day, the Qingyun Sect would come here under the leadership of the Sect Leader to solemnly worship their ancestors. It is also considered an important place in the Qingyun Sect.

But except for the days of ancestor worship, this place is extremely deserted.

When Lin Jingyu led the three demon cult members and ran into this place, he saw a majestic palace standing in a large open space, with flying eaves on all four corners, glazed tile roof, and ancient red doorplates, as if telling the history of the past in this tranquility.

Waves of light smoke floated out from the deep and somewhat dark hall. Looking from the outside, one could only see flickering candlelight inside and an eternal lamp hanging in the air, swaying slightly.

However, apart from an old man in plain clothes who was quietly sweeping the floor in front of the hall, there was no other figure in sight.

At this time, hurried footsteps were heard, and the old man slowly raised his head and looked here.

Lin Jingyu felt a pang of regret in his heart. At that time, he only wanted to lead these people from the Demon Sect away from the Huanyue Cave Mansion, but unexpectedly he entered the ancestral temple by mistake.

The spirit tablets of the ancestors of all generations are enshrined here. If they are destroyed by the evil cult, he will be blamed for it!

Thinking of this, Lin Jingyu stopped immediately, held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in front of him, and turned to face the fake Shangguan Ce and others who were chasing him.

At this moment, a bird was suddenly startled in the woods in the distance, and there was a noise.

Lin Jingyu was shocked and looked in the direction where Zhang Xiaofan was, and couldn't help but feel worried.

But he knew that he was facing a powerful enemy, so he calmed his mind, concentrated on being alert, and secretly made up his mind that even if he died here today, he would never let these evil cult villains set foot into the ancestral temple.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword seemed to have a spirit, shining with green light, and set off the face of its owner, who looked extremely resolute.

The old man sweeping the floor in front of the ancestral temple looked at the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Lin Jingyu's hand, and his body suddenly shook.

The four people from the Demon Cult looked at each other and laughed. These people obviously had a high status in the Demon Cult. They could tell at a glance that this must be an important place of the Qingyun Sect. It seemed that they would gain a lot this time.

The fake Shangguan Ce said with a proud smile: "Little guy, I think you have good talent. Now that Qingyun Sect is at a dead end, why don't you join my sect? I guarantee that you will be very successful in the future!

"Bah!" Lin Jingyu felt disgusted, sneered, and ignored him.

The fake Shangguan Ce was not angry at all, and sneered: "Well, since you want to die, I will grant your wish!

After saying this, he gave a wink and the other three men in black immediately attacked.

Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth, and held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in front of him with rippling green waves.

The magic weapons used by the two men in black were, one was a yellow flying sword, and the other was the most bizarre and terrifying, a bone sword made of several human bones, filled with a sinister aura.

Lin Jingyu fought one against two, gritting his teeth and fighting hard. The Dragon-Slaying Sword emitted green light as he guarded his position without retreating at all. However, he was gradually at a disadvantage.

Lin Jingyu entered the Qingyun Sect as a young boy. He was extremely talented. Taoist Cangsong thought highly of him and not only taught him carefully, he even passed on to him the legendary Dragon-Slaying Sword. It was unknown whether he saw the shadow of the person he admired in the past in this young boy.

And Lin Jingyu did not disappoint Taoist Cangsong's painstaking efforts. In just a few years, relying on his excellent talent and the belief deep in his heart to avenge his parents and relatives, his Taoism progressed by leaps and bounds.

No matter how hard he works, his practice is ultimately limited by time and cannot be too radical.

At this moment, he was facing two black-clothed members of the Demon Cult and an attack from a flying sword. What was even more troublesome was the white bone sword. It was filled with a cold and gloomy aura and appeared and disappeared under the control of the member of the Demon Cult. Every time he blocked it, the cold aura attacked him, and he couldn't help but gasp and trembled all over.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, even though Lin Jingyu defended with all his might, the green light of the Dragon Slaying Sword was gradually suppressed by the two men in black. Seeing that he was about to be defeated, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and took a step back.

The fake Shangguan Ce standing behind sneered.

He couldn't stop retreating immediately. The two men in black became more energized and used their magic weapons. Lin Jingyu was sweating profusely and retreated continuously, trying to stand still but unable to.

Suddenly, the mysterious bone sword disappeared. Lin Jingyu was trying to block the halberd that was smashing down on his head and to deflect the flying sword that was attacking from the side with his sword, but he felt a pain in his foot and could not stand up.

It turned out that the bone sword had drilled into the ground at some point and sneaked towards him, immediately cutting a big gash on his right leg, with blood oozing out.

Lin Jingyu roared, and swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword down from mid-air. The immortal weapon hit the White Bone Sword with a crackling sound, and the owner of the White Bone Sword fell out immediately. Tiny cracks could be seen on the sword.

The demon sect member who wielded the bone sword felt a pang of pain in his heart and quickly took the sword back to take a closer look.

But at this time, the magic weapons of the other two had arrived, the wind was blowing fiercely, and Lin Jingyu was in a desperate situation. He used up his last bit of strength and held the Dragon Slaying Sword across his head.

There was a loud "boom", and strange lights flashed and sparks flew everywhere. No one knew where the power came from, but the Dragon Slaying Sword blocked the two magic weapons, but Lin Jingyu's eyes went dark.

At this split second, he was distracted for a moment, and suddenly saw the fake Shangguan Ce who was standing in the distance just now suddenly appear in front of him, grinning at him.

Lin Jingyu was horrified, but before he could react, he felt a piercing pain in his chest and an extremely sharp force penetrated him, instantly piercing through all his body-protecting methods.

"what!"

Lin Jingyu roared and flew out, spurting blood from his mouth. He couldn't even hold the Dragon Slaying Sword. The sword tumbled in the air and finally fell into the ground with a swish, right in front of the old man who was sweeping the floor.

The green light flows and gradually dims.

Lin Jingyu has always been a tenacious person. He looked down at his chest, but saw that in the mess of blood and flesh, the actual wound was only the size of a fingertip.

But at this moment, a sharp energy rushed into his body, rushing around like an indestructible needle, causing his meridians to be in great pain. He wanted to stand up and fight again, but his feet went soft and he couldn't stand up! He gasped for breath, while the fake Shangguan Ce and others laughed loudly, looking extremely proud.

"Little guy, how is it? I only used 50% of my magic power to beat you like this, why don't you surrender quickly?"

The muscles on Lin Jingyu's face twitched, and it was obvious that he was in great pain inside. However, the imminent disaster made him extremely anxious. When he thought of the ancestral temple behind him, he didn't know where he got the strength from, and he struggled to slowly get up.

The Demon Cult and others did not stop him, but just watched the fun from the side like a monkey show.

The piercing pain seemed to rush to the top of his head. Before Lin Jingyu could stand firmly, he felt dizzy again. He turned his head and gasped for breath. He staggered towards the dragon-slaying sword in front of the old man sweeping the floor, panting and saying, "Old man, it's dangerous here. Hurry, hurry, hurry..."