Shen Qing was immersed in the sorrowful emotions of Elder Yaoyue. Her nose twitched, and she almost shed tears.
However, Ling Zhou's voice rang out in her mind inopportune moment.
"Wu wu wu... She's really... I'm crying so hard!"
Shen Qing:?
"Master, do you think it's appropriate to say such things?"
Ling Zhou's voice was choked with sobs. Shen Qing could already imagine how ridiculous he looked at the moment.
"I didn't expect... After I left, Yaoyue would change so much. If I had known... If I had known..."
Ling Zhou said, but didn't continue.
Shen Qing sighed and couldn't help speaking up for Elder Yaoyue. "When old friends are gone and old melodies are heard again, it's no wonder Elder Yaoyue is so heart - broken when she suddenly sees Bishuo..."
Ling Zhou's voice calmed down. Although he felt reluctant, he still made up his mind. "I'm already a dead man to her. Although she's sad, time will dilute everything. For people like us, time is the least valuable thing."
Looking at Elder Yaoyue with her head down in sorrow, Shen Qing could only sigh that good things in this world are always fraught with difficulties.
"Uncle, although the old friend is gone, we still have to look forward. Try to be more open - minded."
Hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Yaoyue's eyes.
She had never mentioned anything about Ling Zhou in front of Shen Qing. But from Shen Qing's words, it seemed that she knew about the master of Bishuo.
But seeing Shen Qing's embarrassed look, Elder Yaoyue couldn't bear to ask.
Ling Zhou was always so assertive. If he intended to show up, how could he let Shen Qing hide it?
Thinking of this, Elder Yaoyue felt a warmth in her heart. It seemed that Ling Zhou was really not dead.
She gave a relieved smile and no longer indulged in her sadness.
Knowing that Ling Zhou was not dead was enough for her.
In an instant, Elder Yaoyue regained her peerless elegance. The corners of her lips curled up, looking extremely charming.
"Shen Qing is right. People always have to look forward. How can we always turn a deaf ear to new melodies? Anyway, the old friend is gone. I should also shift my attention to others."
After saying that, she turned around and left relievedly, with brisk steps.
But Ling Zhou was unhappy. "What? Why did she suddenly say such things? I was so touched just now, and then she says this?"
Shen Qing covered her ears, trying to block out Ling Zhou's voice, but found it was in vain.
His shrill cries echoed in Shen Qing's mind, making her feel dizzy.
"Master, stop howling! If you keep howling, I'm going to faint!"
Shen Qing was still feeling dizzy when she suddenly saw Elder Yaoyue running back in a hurry. Her face was full of urgency, and her steps were a bit staggering.
"Shen Qing, quickly change your clothes. The sect master is back."
Shen Qing was a bit confused. "The sect master is back? Does he have something to ask me?"
Elder Yaoyue frowned, as if recalling some bad memories.
"If it were just the sect master, there would be no need for you to change clothes to meet guests. Not only the sect master, but also people from the Main Divine Hall have come."
"The Main Divine Hall?"
"What kind of place is this?"
Elder Yaoyue's movement paused for a moment, and a flash of disgust crossed her face. "You'll know when you get there. Remember, when you meet people from the Main Divine Hall, you must be cautious in your words and deeds."
Shen Qing nodded in a daze. But neither in her previous life nor in the original text was there any mention of this Main Divine Hall.
But judging from Yaoyue's expression, she seemed to loathe this place.
After Shen Qing got ready, Elder Yaoyue directly took her to the main hall on the main peak.
The main hall of the Qingyun Sword Sect was a place for receiving guests. On the east - facing wall, there was a portrait of the first - generation sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect.
On both sides of the portrait of the first - generation sect master were the portraits of successive sect masters. The portrait of True Man Honghua was also among them.
The top of the main hall was made of glazed tiles with a huge Qingyun Sword Sect totem engraved on it. The surrounding pillars were engraved with flying dragons and singing phoenixes, looking imposing.
True Man Honghua had changed his usual kind expression and looked serious and upright. True Man Hengling and the elders of the sect were seated on both sides.
Below True Man Honghua, there sat a white - robed cultivator who looked like a young man. Behind him stood two middle - aged cultivators.
When those people saw Shen Qing enter, they stared at her intently.
As Shen Qing walked into the main hall, she saw Lin Yibai, Pei Xuanjing and several others kneeling in the middle of the hall.
Seeing this, Shen Qing had a bad premonition in her heart.
"Aren't these the people from the Main Divine Hall?"
Ling Zhou's voice rang out in Shen Qing's mind, full of surprise.
"Master, do you know them?"
But his voice suddenly became a bit panicked. "Shen Qing, no matter what they say, don't believe them and don't agree, okay?"
Ling Zhou was very determined. Although Shen Qing was skeptical, she still agreed.
Everyone's eyes were on Shen Qing. Being stared at, Shen Qing felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
She knelt down and saluted True Man Honghua and the elders on the upper seats. "Disciple Shen Qing pays respects to the sect master and all the elders."
True Man Honghua stroked his gray beard and raised his hand. A gentle spiritual force lifted Shen Qing up from the ground.
"Girl Shen Qing, you've just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. I'd like to congratulate you first. You don't need so many formalities."
True Man Honghua's tone was full of intimacy, which surprised Shen Qing. It seemed that True Man Honghua had invisibly elevated Shen Qing's status in front of everyone.
Shen Qing clasped her fists to express her gratitude. "Shen Qing thanks the sect master."
True Man Honghua looked at the several white - robed cultivators beside him and introduced them to Shen Qing. "Girl Shen Qing, meet Immortal Huiyan and the two temple guards."
Shen Qing lowered her head and saluted Immortal Huiyan as a disciple. "Shen Qing pays respects to Immortal Huiyan..."
Under her calm voice, Shen Qing tried her best to hide her trembling because Ling Zhou's outraged voice was echoing in her mind.
"Pfft! What disgusting things! How dare they ask my disciple to pay respects? How shameless!!"
"Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting!!"
Ling Zhou's disgust piqued Shen Qing's great curiosity. What exactly had happened between the Main Divine Hall and her master that made him so loathe it?
Immortal Huiyan had a smile on his face. He looked very young, but the smile was also very kind, which made people feel very strange.
"Not bad. You're really worthy of being the disciple of you, Honghua. When I saw you back then, you were just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Now you've become the master of a sect, and even your disciple is so promising. I'm really gratified."
True Man Honghua smiled and clasped his fists to salute. "Immortal Huiyan, you're being too polite. I was just a young lad back then. Now I'm already thousands of years old. Now new talents are emerging in large numbers. It's already the era of the young people."
The two exchanged some compliments on the stage. While listening, Shen Qing was estimating the age of Immortal Huiyan.
As she calculated, Shen Qing actually felt that this Immortal Huiyan was over ten thousand years old.
"Master, why do you hate the Main Divine Hall so much?"
Shen Qing couldn't see Ling Zhou's expression. She only felt that his voice was full of despair.
"Shen Qing, if he asks you to go with him, never agree!"
The next second, Shen Qing heard Immortal Huiyan on the upper seat looking at her kindly and saying to True Man Honghua lightly. "I think your disciple is not bad. Why don't you let her go with me and become a member of the temple guards?"