Chapter 165: Green Eyes

Following a soft "crack" sound.

A hidden secret door suddenly opened on the left side of the hall, and a beautiful woman with skin like jade and snow walked out with a cold face.

She stared deeply at the cave in the main seat, her eyes flickering with a hint of complexity.

After a period of silent stillness.

Qiao Ting finally raised her head in a daze and said:

"I only learned today that Chen Hang had such a background... But wasn't my father's death back then because of his grandfather?

If Chen Yu had been willing to show the combined refining method back then, how could my father have been driven to a dead end and sought the Great Freedom Heavenly Son Luo Sha King? And recklessly sacrificed living beings to the various Mara Rakshasas to deduce a new method of combined refining..."

Years ago, after Qiao Zhijie traveled far to Xu Huang Tian to seek scriptures from Chen Yu and was refused.

On his way back, he was lured by the appearance of the Great Freedom Heavenly Son Luo Sha King and began to cultivate magic.

He recklessly used blood sacrifice as an offering, distributing it to the various Mara Rakshasas, gathering the wisdom of the masses to deduce a new method of combined refining.

It was only after he slaughtered the living beings of an Earth Land that he was vaguely sensed by Qiao Yubi, who was seriously injured.

The two chased and fled all the way, finally arriving at Zhu Jingtian.

After repeated attempts to save and persuade him failed.

In the end, Qiao Yubi raised his sword, destroyed Qiao Zhijie's Dao fruit, and ruthlessly beheaded him.

Several years later.

When Qiao Ting mentioned this matter again.

Even Qiao Yubi's eyes paused slightly, then he shook his head slowly.

"And it is not just Chen Hang's grandfather, but also his father..."

Qiao Ting sneered again:

"Zhenjun, you once said that it was Chen Yushu who disturbed my father's mind with the Scripture of Raising Humans! Driven to a dead end, he had no choice but to cultivate the You Ming Zhen Shui, borrow death to return to life, and perhaps then he would not be refined into a human puppet and could retain his consciousness!

First Chen Yushu, then Chen Yu!

Chen Hang's family truly has a deep blood feud with our Mishan Qiao clan. It would be one thing for the Zhenjun to watch from the sidelines. Why must you return evil with good and insist on helping him?!"

Qiao Ting knew in her heart.

When Qiao Zhijie defected to the Great Freedom Heavenly Luo Sha King and slaughtered the Earth Land, he had already been lured by the Scripture of Raising Humans, and it was not his original intention.

Qiao Yubi beheading him with his sword could perhaps be said to be helping Qiao Zhijie find liberation and returning his free and unconstrained original body.

But even so.

Qiao Ting could not help but harbor resentment in her heart...

But Qiao Yubi's high regard for Chen Hang this time, and his act of not dwelling on past evils.

Made Qiao Ting feel that it was incomprehensible, and she felt bitter and distressed in her heart.

Qiao Yubi sighed and said slowly:

"What does the conduct of Chen Hang's father and grandfather have to do with him? He probably hadn't even been born back then. How can the grievances of the predecessors implicate him? Chen Yushu is the culprit, needless to say. If it weren't for his Scripture of Raising Humans, Zhijie would not have been lured by the Great Freedom Heavenly Luo Sha King, one wrong step leading to step-by-step mistakes.

As for Chen Yu..."

When speaking to this point,

Qiao Yubi's voice paused involuntarily.

Although the three child waters are rare.

But as long as one has the heart to search, for those with great supernatural powers, it is not a rare and wondrous method.

But only that method of combined refining was unique to Chen Yu, sealed by him in Xu Huang Tian and shelved.

Putting oneself in his shoes.

Qiao Yubi pondered.

If he were Chen Yu, he probably wouldn't have generously given the combined refining technique to a Daoist from beyond the heavens.

Especially since that Daoist had already been deluded by the Scripture of Raising Humans, his mind chaotic.

If he were allowed to read it, it would probably just benefit Chen Yushu for nothing, and it would be tantamount to aiding the enemy...

But before he could say these words.

Qiao Ting had already spoken with hatred, biting her jade teeth:

"Chen Hang also wants to cultivate the You Ming Zhen Shui? I think it's wishful thinking! Within Xudu Tian, the cultivation path of the Luo Dark Black Water is unique to my Mishan Qiao clan, and it is not passed on to anyone other than direct descendants!

Zhenjun, you have placed high hopes on him, but it's a pity, he may not be the kind of extraordinary talent you think!

Don't die in Qiaoming Gorge when the time comes, that would truly be a laughingstock!

Wasting your painstaking guidance for nothing!"

Qiao Yubi heard that besides resentment, there seemed to be a hint of shame and anger hidden in her tone.

Thinking of how Chen Hang had been uninterested and had declined the path of marrying into the Mishan Qiao clan from beginning to end.

He naturally would not interfere in such matters of young children, and just smiled.

But he still withdrew the topic he had intended to speak about regarding Qiao Ting's marriage.

"Man proposes, God disposes. How can one see the outcome until the last moment?"

Qiao Yubi did not mind the offense in Qiao Ting's words and said:

"The past is gone, no need to mention it more. If there is nothing else, then leave.

I have already greeted the several Palace Masters of the Chiming Sect, and before long, you will be allowed to enter the lower courtyard of the Chiming Sect to cultivate.

However, for those of us from aristocratic families, if there are no accidents, it is difficult to be truly valued in the Eight Sects and Six Factions, and even true disciples are few and far between.

After you enter the Chiming Sect, just recite the Huang Ting scriptures, cultivate the Daoist methods, and cherish this great sect fortune. Do not get involved in the sect's infighting; preserving yourself is the priority."

Although Qiao Yubi's voice was plain and calm, it contained a sense of kind care.

And Qiao Ting heard it in her ears.

A sense of annoyance inexplicably surged in her heart, her face slightly sneered, she bowed, and left with a cold face.

However, when she walked to the secret door.

She seemed to remember something else, her expression showing a struggle.

After hesitating several times.

She still turned back, stood in place, lowered her head, and said:

"Zhenjun... I have one more question..."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"I heard that Qiaoming Gorge is extremely dangerous... If one enters it, what are the chances of success?"

Although Qiao Ting wanted to be subtle, it was already self-evident who she was asking about.

"It seems it is no different from Chen Yushu back then, making ordinary female cultivators unable to let go once they see him? I only hope that Chen Hang can remain steadfast in his ambition and not fall into the path of demons..."

Qiao Yubi's thoughts were rarely complex, his mind flickering, as if recalling something.

After a moment.

He said faintly:

"Forty percent."

"Only forty percent?"

Qiao Ting was startled upon hearing this, slightly furrowing her beautiful brows, her expression neither happy nor worried.

She could not help but take a step forward, but suddenly realized she was quite uncomposed and hurriedly came to her senses.

After a long while.

Qiao Ting inexplicably snorted coldly, a murderous aura rising on her face, her gaze turning cold:

"If he dies, it is entirely because he does not know the number of heaven and brought it upon himself! He is not worth pitying!

It is the Zhenjun's words that are wrong; it is difficult for those from aristocratic families to hold high positions in the Eight Sects and Six Factions, I fear that may not be the case.

Not to mention you, Zhenjun.

Isn't Wei Lingjiang of the Siye Wei clan of the Chiming Sect a true disciple of the sect? Being from an aristocratic family, I may not be weaker than her!"

After speaking.

Qiao Ting turned into the secret door, her figure disappearing.

And the hall fell back into a state of forest-like silence and coldness, with no more sound.

At this time.

On the jade dais.

Qiao Yubi, sitting with lowered eyes, ignored a trace of consideration in his eyes and pondered.

Although it is difficult for those from aristocratic families to be truly trusted by the Eight Sects and Six Factions and cannot touch the true power of the sect, this is already an unspoken secret.

After he joined the Zhongyi Sword Sect back then, he was able to receive the "Three Lights Nine Changes Sword Scripture" among the three great sword canons, which was truly after experiencing thousands of difficulties, heavy tests, and several times nearly dying.

In the end, the Sect Master overcame all opposition, personally burned incense and prayed, and after asking the several Dao Lords for instructions, he was able to succeed.

But since Qiao Ting has this ambition, as an elder, he naturally would not deliberately dampen her spirit.

However, thinking of Qiao Ting.

She had been sealed in the fetal jade for a long time and only came out in recent years.

He was seriously injured and neglected her education, and she had developed a spoiled, willful, and lawless temperament...

If she continued to act recklessly as she did in the Golden Drum Cave, it would be inevitable that she would cause trouble after going to the Chiming Sect.

"She mentioned Wei Lingjiang just now. Her master seems to be the Zhuojing Zhenjun, who has always been on good terms with Junior Brother Wei? It seems I need to write a letter to greet this pair of master and disciple in advance, so as not to cause discord when the time comes..."

Qiao Yubi shook his head slightly, closed his eyes, and entered meditation again.

In the deep cave.

The boundless turbid tide and Yin currents were led by his intent, all churning.

The momentum was extremely grand.

As if wanting to break through the Earth Abyss!

Striking up toward the sky!

And this shocking movement only slowed down a few days later...

At this moment.

Qiao Yubi suddenly slowly withdrew his profound arts, retreated from meditation, and sensed something.

He opened his Dharma eyes.

He saw a "Cleansing Gold Ship" rising steadily within the Golden Drum Cave, ruthlessly breaking through the dense turbid barriers along the way, following the path on its own, heading toward the ground.

And inside the gold ship.

Chen Hang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, holding the Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo he had ordered Cui Jingzhong to pass on, talking to the artifact spirit.

But no matter how he called, the Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo artifact spirit never showed its face, only occasionally responding in a lukewarm manner.

For those questions of Chen Hang, it only avoided the important and dwelt on the trivial.

When it really couldn't find any words.

It simply prevaricated with nonsense and quibbles...

Qiao Yubi smiled slightly upon seeing this, withdrew his gaze, and did not look anymore.

The artifact spirit of that Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo had already known Chen Yushu back in Xu Huang Tian, and could be called an old friend.

It was just that the memory of the Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo artifact spirit in Xu Huang Tian had long been heavily sealed by Chen Yushu asking someone to perform secret arts and techniques.

If anyone wanted to explore that memory, or if the artifact spirit wanted to speak it out, it would touch the seal and directly cause the artifact spirit to die miserably.

Because of this reason, Qiao Yubi naturally could not take action.

In addition, to him, the function of the Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo was not worth mentioning and would not be used at all.

So he simply gave it to Cui Jingzhong before closing his retreat, asking him to pass it on to Chen Hang.

"Qiaoming Gorge is dangerous. I only hope you can truly succeed and not become one of the many white bones in the gorge... Your character and bearing are both excellent. If you can leap over the dragon gate, you may have great achievements in the future!"

He sighed, and just as he was about to resume his profound arts to continue cultivating the "Mystic God Nether Change" supernatural power using the turbid tide in the Earth Abyss.

Suddenly, he sensed something and looked forward.

In his line of sight, it was originally a fierce turbid tide like the boundless ocean of the North Sea.

Rolling like boiling water, waves sweeping.

There was not a trace of brightness, extremely dark.

But at this moment.

A solemn and heavy pillar of light, almost reaching the sky and the earth, rose up!

Tearing through the turbid tide!

With a roar, it split the ten-thousand-mile Yin current, crystal clear and bright, illuminating the surrounding territory in every detail, brilliant and extraordinary.

Afterward.

Then see in that pillar of light.

A short Daoist slowly emerged, grabbing a double bun, wearing a green brocade robe, jade belt and vermilion shoes, with a peach wood branch loosely tied at his waist.

He had a smile on his face, and a clear qi steamed up behind his back, covering the sky and the sun. Inside, one could see mist surging and clouds turning, like star streams and lightning strikes.

The Milky Way poured down high, the stars were faint, all appearing and disappearing...

"Ancestor Minqiu."

Qiao Yubi hurriedly got up from the jade dais and saluted the old man.

But before he could do anything else, the short Daoist waved his hand and called him to stop repeatedly.

"No need for formalities, no need for formalities. You just sit comfortably. I came over just to say a few words, and I will leave after I finish."

"I ask the Ancestor to give guidance without reservation."

Although Qiao Yubi did not understand his thoughts, he still bowed and said.

"This... you here..."

When the words reached his lips.

The short Daoist did not know how to speak, smacked his lips, and said as if looking for something to say:

"Below this Golden Drum Cave of yours, there is truly quite a lot of turbid tide..."

Qiao Yubi's expression remained unchanged, and he said respectfully: "The Earth Abyss is originally where the turbid tide gathers. If the Ancestor has something to say, you might as well speak directly. Is it that I need to take action at Fa Sheng Tian? If there is anything I can do, I will definitely not spare my strength!"

The short Daoist shook his head and said:

"Whether a fight can break out at Fa Sheng Tian is another matter. Now, only the Six Sects are desperately clamoring there, making people's ears ache, and the old man Xuanming Wuxian even wants to drag the Eight Sects into the water. But after discussing it, we Eight Sects decided it is better to wait and see.

Xia Ji now has internal and external troubles and has reached the critical moment of cultivating wondrous methods, so I fear he is also unwilling to easily start a war.

You just focus on recuperating and cultivate the 'Mystic God Nether Change' steadily. Even if the sky falls, there are several elders like us to hold it up first, so don't worry about this."

"This disciple accepts the teaching."

Qiao Yubi's gaze flickered upon hearing this, lost in thought.

"Because you kid are known for your stubborn temper and are impervious to reason, this time... it is truly entrusted by someone to ask you for a person. Tongxuan mentioned this to me."

Silent for dozens of breaths.

Finally.

The short Daoist scratched his head and sighed:

"That old thing Tongxuan suddenly paid a price a few days ago to send a message to disturb me. But at that time, I was wrestling with someone at Fa Sheng Tian and had no time to spare. Today, I finally had time, so I had to come as a lobbyist to inform you."

"... Is it that Dao Lord Tongxuan of the Yuchen Sect? Rumor has it that he had already passed away long ago?"

Qiao Yubi was shocked, his face rarely showing surprise.

"The old thing has many means. He barely managed to hang onto his life with strange gate techniques. Although he is now difficult to manifest in the present world, in that broken little valley, he is like an emperor!"

The short Daoist stroked his beard and laughed loudly, saying:

"However, listening to his words, it seems he wants to take a risk and pluck the immortal industry again. Success is naturally good, and the Yuchen Sect will add another True Immortal, and the momentum will be even stronger. But if it fails...

However, Tongxuan's Dao practice was unfathomable back then and hidden very deep.

In my view.

If he wants to pluck the immortal industry, as long as he doesn't covet the superior immortal fruit like before, there is a ninety percent chance of success!"

Qiao Yubi frowned.

After a moment.

He said in a deep voice:

"I wonder what Dao Lord Tongxuan means?"

The short Daoist gave a "hey", stroked his beard, and said a few words, repeating Dao Lord Tongxuan's meaning.

After speaking.

Qiao Yubi's expression froze, slightly different, and his brows furrowed.

But after a moment.

It turned into relief, and he nodded slowly.

"It is rare that Dao Lord Tongxuan would actually have green eyes for Chen Hang. How could this disciple dare to be presumptuous? Violating his good intentions, please rest assured, Ancestor, but..."

Qiao Yubi smiled first, then said:

"Ancestor, you have clear eyes. The reason I pointed Chen Hang to Qiaoming Gorge, besides personal feelings, actually contains a bit of public spirit."

"Oh?"

The short Daoist said slowly: "You think so highly of him?"

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