Song Yuanqiao looked in the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace and could not help but frown.
Just now.
He was reading under the lamp when he suddenly sensed the soaring sword intent.
Even though the sword qi disappeared in an instant.
However…
However, it gave him a feeling of fear.
The person who could release that sword intent would probably only need a glance to kill him.
Who was such a terrifying person?
Could it be that an expert had come to Wudang?
Song Yuanqiao looked in the direction of the sword intent.
He quickly confirmed it.
The sword Qi came from the Purple Cloud Palace.
Purple Cloud Palace…
Did Master come out of seclusion?
In the entire Wudang Sect, only Master could release such sword intent.
However, his master had displayed such sword intent. Could it be that his master's realm had broken through again?
Thinking of this…
Song Yuanqiao was rather excited.
He immediately threw down the book in his hand and stood up to open the door.
In another room.
Song Qingshu heard the commotion outside. He straightened his body and looked out the window.
He saw his father walking out of the study.
Song Yuanqiao subconsciously turned his head to look.
The father and son looked at each other through the window.
Song Yuanqiao thought for a moment before coming to Song Qingshu's room.
"Father."
Song Qingshu was about to get up.
Song Yuanqiao waved his hand.
"No need to get up. I came to tell you that I need to go out for a while.”
"Have a good rest."
Song Qingshu was a little puzzled."
"Father, you're out so late. Is there something urgent?”
When Song Yuanqiao saw Song Qingshu's confusion, he immediately realized that Song Qingshu probably didn't sense the soaring sword intent.
One had to know.
Song Qingshu was already a fourth-grade martial artist, but he didn't feel the sword intent.
Description.
The sword intent was extremely profound and not something ordinary people could sense.
Could it be…
His sword intent had already reached the level of a god?
Didn't this mean that Master was already…
Thinking of this…
Song Yuanqiao was a little excited.
He suppressed his excitement and slowly said,
"It's nothing serious. It should be that Master has come out of seclusion, so I went to pay my respects.”
Song Qingshu nodded at his father's words.
After Song Yuanqiao gave some instructions, he used his qinggong to leave.
Very quickly.
Song Yuanqiao arrived in front of the Purple Cloud Palace.
At this moment.
Many second-generation disciples had already gathered in front of the Purple Cloud Palace, and they were all people above the upper three grades.
Those disciples who had not yet entered the upper three ranks did not appear.
When Song Yuanqiao saw this situation, he nodded secretly.
As expected, it was similar to what he had guessed.
Only those with high cultivation could feel the soaring sword intent.
This was the performance of a godly sword intent!
When everyone saw Song Yuanqiao appear, they immediately cupped their hands and bowed.
However…
No one greeted him.
It wasn't that they didn't want to talk to Song Yuanqiao, but they were worried that they would disturb Perfected Zhang inside.
Among the many second-generation disciples, only the Wudang Seven Heroes were qualified to become Zhang Sanfeng's true disciples.
Only the Wudang Seven Heroes were qualified to call Zhang Sanfeng Master.
Song Yuanqiao nodded at everyone and then came to the steps closest to the Purple Cloud Palace.
Yu Lianzhou and the others had been waiting for a long time.
In this way.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang had gathered.
Song Yuanqiao looked at the Purple Cloud Palace, then looked at Yu Daiyan and asked,"
"How's the situation?"
Although Yu Lianzhou was ranked second.
But he didn't like to talk.
Therefore, he had no choice.
If Song Yuanqiao had any matters, he would basically look for Yu Daiyan, who was ranked third, to discuss.
Yu Daiyan thought for a moment and replied,
"I'm not sure either. After we arrived here, no one came in or out.”
"There's no movement inside either."
"So, we don't know what to do.”
Song Yuanqiao suddenly thought of something and asked,
"Oh right, where's the boy on duty?"
At this moment, a second-generation disciple led the young Taoist priest on duty from afar.
The young Taoist priest was very nervous.
He had no idea what had happened.
Although it was already common practice to sneak back to sleep during the night on duty.
Even if the elders knew about it, most of them would turn a blind eye.
In any case, the Purple Cloud Palace was an important place in Wudang. Its symbolic significance was greater than its actual significance.
Even if there were thieves, they would not come to the Purple Cloud Palace to steal.
Because there were no treasures inside.
However!
Now that so many elders were gathered in front of the Purple Cloud Palace, something big must have happened.
For a moment.
The Little Daoist's entire body was trembling, not because of the cold, but because of fear.
"Eldest Senior Brother, the boy on duty has arrived.”
The second-generation disciple cupped his hands and bowed.
"Thank you."
Song Yuanqiao nodded and looked at the Little Daoist.
He could naturally tell that the other party was very nervous.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he said softly,"
"You don't have to be nervous. I'm just asking you some questions, I won't blame you.”
When the Little Daoist heard Song Yuanqiao's words, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Great Uncle Master, please ask. I will definitely tell you everything I know.”
Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly."
"Have you ever seen anyone approach the Purple Cloud Palace?”
The young Taoist priest shook his head.
"No, I haven't."
"Are there any suspicious figures?”
"Not really."
After a series of inquiries.
Song Yuanqiao finally confirmed that the Little Daoist did not see anyone appear or pass by.
Either the other party deliberately concealed their whereabouts.
Either the other party's cultivation was too high, and even if he swaggered in, the Little Daoist would not be able to detect it.
Song Yuanqiao comforted the young Daoist priest for a while before letting him go back to rest.
After the young Taoist priest left.
Yu Daiyan hesitated for a moment before asking,
"Eldest Senior Brother, is it possible that Master has come out of seclusion and directly came to the Purple Cloud Palace?”
"After all, Master didn't attend the celebration of Zhenwu's birthday.”
Song Yuanqiao pondered for a moment and slowly said,
"That's possible."
But it was only a possibility.
No one knew what was happening in the Purple Cloud Palace now.
Before things were clear, the best way to deal with changes was to remain unchanged.
Or should he just continue waiting?
If it was really his master in the hall.
Then…
His master should be able to sense everyone's aura inside. When the time came, he would naturally come out to meet everyone.
Thinking of this…
Song Yuanqiao said with certainty,
"Third Junior Brother, you did well."
"We'll wait here for Master to come out of seclusion.”
When everyone heard Song Yuanqiao's words, they all nodded in agreement.
Very quickly.
Everyone arranged themselves according to their seniority.
A large group of second-generation Wudang disciples stood in front of the Purple Cloud Palace and waited quietly.
No one knew that Lin Xuan was the only one sleeping soundly in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Fortunately, he had already put away the Purple Gold Gourd and only had an ordinary sword in his hand.
Because of this.
Only then could he fall into a deep sleep without any fear.
Lin Xuan smacked his lips and said in a daze,"
"Good wine, good wine!"
The dim lights in the hall added a sense of mystery to the statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor.
The statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor was expressionless, neither sad nor happy, as if nothing had happened.
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