The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1062

Chapter 1062: Chapter 1059 Little Straw Mountain Chapter 1062: Chapter 1059 Little Straw Mountain Outside the main hall of Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the scene was bustling with activity. Zhou Fu and several returning disciples of the Pavilion were directing a group of craftsmen, renovating the dilapidated buildings within the Pavilion.

In reality, renovating these buildings did not cost much money. Although the Pavilion had fallen into disrepair, it still had some gold and silver. The reason Qin Ming and the others had previously neglected it, only refurbishing a few houses, was mainly because their own strength was too weak and they dared not flaunt their wealth, as it would easily draw outside attention.

Now that Shen Luo had returned and sought to restore the reputation of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the situation was naturally different.

Qin Ming watched the busy scene outside with great satisfaction.

Since he had taken charge of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, he had always dreamed that one day he could truly revitalize the Mountain Gate. Now, he had finally started to make that dream a reality.

During this period of time, the reputation of Spring and Autumn Pavilion had greatly improved.

The three from Black Cloud Valley attacked the Pavilion, attempting to seize the Spiritual Veins of Qinghua Mountain, but they were all counter-killed, and the foundations of Black Cloud Valley completely uprooted, leaving none behind.

After this battle, the strength and ruthlessness of Spring and Autumn Pavilion had shaken the entire Cultivation World of Dengzhou.

Qin Ming did not linger outside for long; he soon turned and returned to the secret chamber, took out the ancient jade pendant, and opened the prohibitions on it using the method taught by Shen Luo. The content of the Pure Yang Scripture appeared before his eyes.

He read it carefully, word by word. Although this was not his first time studying this scripture, each reading still brought new insights.

“Pure Yang Scripture? I didn't expect this skill to have not been lost. It seems your Spring and Autumn Pavilion has some capability,” a deep voice suddenly rang out in the room.

“Who's there?” Qin Ming was shocked, hastily put away the jade pendant, rose to his feet, and looked around, while forming a hand seal with a flick of his wrist.

A Peach Wood Talisman Sword shot out from his sleeve, flying around him and stabbing rapidly.

“Presumptuous!” A figure in azure clothes appeared out of thin air beside Qin Ming and flicked the Peach Wood Talisman Sword with his finger.

With a “bang”, the Peach Wood Talisman Sword directly exploded into fragments.

Qin Ming let out a muffled groan and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his face filled with terror.

Only then did he clearly see the newcomer's appearance: a proud, bearded middle-aged man, tall and imposing, exuding an unfathomable aura.

“Who are you, Elder, and what business brings you to my Spring and Autumn Pavilion?” Qin Ming took a deep breath and asked with a bow, neither servile nor overbearing.

If it had been before, he certainly wouldn't have dared to do so, but now he had Shen Luo backing him, giving him a good deal of confidence.

“So you are the Spring and Autumn Pavilion Master Qin Ming? Your temperament is quite good, but it's a pity your cultivation level is too low. There's no way you could have killed the Tianyin Gate's Xuanyin Daoist on your own. Speak, who was it?” the bearded middle-aged man asked instead of answering.

“Tianyin Gate? Xuanyin Daoist?” Qin Ming was stunned, then immediately realized who the bearded middle-aged man was referring to–the old Daoist from Tianyin Gate who was killed by the Ghost General.

“What do you mean by this, Elder? I have never heard of this Xuanyin Daoist, and moreover, Tianyin Gate is a major sect in Qingzhou. How could my humble Spring and Autumn Pavilion possibly kill an expert from Tianyin Gate?” With a shiver in his heart, Qin Ming feigned a look of panic and spoke.

Tianyin Gate was a major sect in Qingzhou with powerful strength, said to have a cultivator at the Great Mahayana Stage. Naturally, he wouldn't admit to having killed the old Daoist from Tianyin Gate and bringing disaster upon the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

Moreover, Qin Ming's heart was filled with some doubts. At that time, everyone in Black Cloud Valley had been captured in one fell swoop by the Ghost General's use of godly powers, not a single survivor was left. How did the man before him come to know of this affair?

“Stop pretending, your actions in Black Cloud Valley were indeed thorough, leaving no survivors. However, your luck wasn't very good. When Xuanyin Daoist was killed, a freelance cultivator happened to be nearby, searching for medicinal herbs. He witnessed everything and later spread the news. Now, in Dengzhou's cultivation world, there are already quite a few who know of this matter,” the middle-aged man with the purple beard said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Qin Ming's face turned pale, devoid of any color.

Although the Ghost General didn't report his name when killing Xuanyin Daoist, since Black Cloud Valley was eradicated by the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and Xuanyin Daoist was killed there, anyone with a bit of brain would connect the two events and deduce the truth.

“Are you from Tianyin Gate, elder? Have you come to Spring and Autumn Pavilion for revenge?” After a long while, Qin Ming regained his composure and asked in a deep voice.

“No need to worry. I'm not a monk from Tianyin Gate, nor am I here to trouble you. I'm just interested in the person who killed Xuanyin Daoist. I didn't expect that the declining Spring and Autumn Pavilion would have someone capable of killing Xuanyin Daoist,” the middle-aged man with the purple beard said as he stroked his purple beard, a glint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Qin Ming hesitated. The man before him possessed unfathomable strength; although he claimed not to be an enemy, he couldn't be sure it wasn't a lie.

Shen Luo's cultivation level was profound, but perhaps not enough to defeat this man.

“Hmph! Boy, my patience has its limits. If you don't start leading the way obediently, beware of your life!” the purple-bearded middle-aged man's gaze turned cold.

A knot formed in Qin Ming's stomach, just as he was about to say something.

A piercing screech suddenly came from the direction of the back mountain, immense as a tsunami bursting forth, shaking heaven and earth; even the ground of the secret chamber trembled.

“Over there!” The purple-bearded middle-aged man abruptly turned to look towards the back mountain, and in a flash, he vanished from where he stood.

Qin Ming also hurriedly flew outside, and soon after exiting the main hall, his body stiffened in place.

Looking towards the back mountain, he saw a blue light column, hundreds of feet thick, shooting straight into the sky. Surrounding it were rings of blue light waves, magnificent in scale, with the great howling sound emanating from there.

The middle-aged man with the purple beard was now hovering in mid-air outside the main hall, his gaze fixated on the blue light column at the back mountain, his eyes shining brightly.

“This wave of energy, someone has broken through to the Mahayana Middle Stage! And by the looks of this phenomenon, the skills this person cultivates are extraordinary,” he murmured to himself.

“Mahayana Middle Stage!” The murmurs of the middle-aged man with the purple beard weren't loud, but Qin Ming still heard them, and he was struck as if by lightning, staring agape.

He truly had not expected, or rather dared not to expect that Shen Luo's strength would reach the Mahayana Stage, which was said to be legendary. He knew that in that year, Spring and Autumn Pavilion's Senior Ancestor was only at the Soul Condensation Stage, far inferior to Shen Luo.

“Ancestors bless us, Spring and Autumn Pavilion has actually produced a Mahayana Stage cultivator!” Qin Ming's lips trembled slightly, overwhelmed with emotion.

Within the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Zhou Fu, the other several disciples, and even the ordinary craftsmen witnessing such a phenomenon were all stunned in place.

“Qin Ming, who is this Daoist friend from the back mountain?” The purple-bearded middle-aged man descended from mid-air and asked Qin Ming.

Qin Ming eyed the purple-bearded middle-aged man warily but still did not respond.

“You really are cautious. I'll state it plainly then. I am Chen Shi Yuan, a monk from Little Straw Mountain. Since you are the Spring and Autumn Pavilion Master, you should be aware of Little Straw Mountain, right?” Seeing the response, the purple-bearded middle-aged man suddenly grew somewhat impatient but still held back, saying in a heavy voice.

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