Suo Qingjun Chapter 31
byRed peony to worship heaven
Three days later, on the top of Xuanqingzong Mountain, the wind and snow suddenly stopped.
People from various sects gathered at the viewing platform, with flags flying, swords unsheathed, and a murderous atmosphere spreading over the mountains.Everyone was waiting for Qing Feng’an, the leader of the Xuanqing Sect, to personally expose Jin Xianling’s crimes, and for a justifiable pursuit.
As the hour approached, the side door of the viewing platform slowly opened.
Qing Feng’an walked out.
Wearing a bright red wedding dress, the gold-threaded phoenixes sparkled in the sunlight, making his complexion clear and clear, but there was an indescribable sorrow between his brows and eyes.His hair was tied up with a red rope, and a dried pink peony was pinned in his hair – it was the one Jin Xianling pinned to his temples in the small town.
There was an uproar.
No one expected that Qing Feng’an would come to such a solemn announcement ceremony wearing wedding clothes.
Elder Zhang’s face was livid, he stepped forward quickly and lowered his voice: “Sect Master! What a shame! Today is the day to expose the crimes of the traitors, how could you…”
“Shut up.” Qing Fengan’s voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes swept over Elder Zhang with a chill to the bone, “It’s not your turn to comment on what happened today.”
He held the hem of his clothes and walked step by step towards the center of the auditorium.The bluestone platform under his feet was paved with his own hands, but now it felt like he was stepping on the tip of a knife, and every step brought excruciating pain.
He stood still, his eyes passing over the countless faces in the audience that were either surprised, disdainful, or greedy, and finally landed in the direction of the cliff.The clouds and mist shrouded the place where Jin Xianling fell. It was a scar in his heart that hurt when touched.
“Fellow martial arts comrades,” Qing Feng’an’s voice sounded, clear and steady, but with a subtle tremor, “We are gathered here today not to expose Jin Xianling’s crimes.”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Elder Zhang’s heart sank and he shouted sharply: “Qing Feng’an! Are you crazy?!”
Qing Feng’an ignored him, just raised her hand and slowly removed the dried peony from her hair. She stroked the texture of the petals with her fingertips and said in a voice so gentle that it could drip water: “Jin Xianling and I have already worshiped heaven and earth under the red candle. Wearing this red makeup today is to make up for a real worship in front of everyone in the world.”
“Presumptuous!” A martial arts leader suddenly shouted, “Qing Feng’an! Do you know what you are talking about? Jin Xianling is the traitor who stole the Xuan Qing Order and the murderer of the elders! You actually want to worship with him?!”
“Murderer? Traitor?” Qing Feng’an smiled, with endless sadness and ridicule in his laughter, “Whether the Xuan Qing Order is true or false, don’t you have some idea in your mind about the cause of Elder Shou’s death?”
He raised his hand and pointed it directly at Elder Zhang. The coldness in his eyes almost froze him: “Elder Zhang, take out the authentic Xuanqing Order you hide in your sleeve for everyone to see, okay? And the last letter you forged by imitating Elder Shou’s handwriting. Aren’t you afraid that in the dead of night, Elder Shou’s ghost will come to settle accounts with you?”
Elder Zhang’s face turned pale and his whole body was trembling: “You…you are spitting blood!”
Qing Feng’an did not argue with him anymore, but turned around, faced the sky and the earth, and slowly knelt down.
Dressed in red makeup, she knelt under the blue sky and white sun, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
“Worship heaven and earth.”
His voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the entire auditorium.The wind blew up the hem of his clothes, which were as red as blood, like the red peony in bloom that Jin Xianling loved most.
There was dead silence in the audience, everyone was shocked by this scene.
No one expected that Qing Feng’an would openly confront the entire martial arts world in such a way.
“Two bows to Gaotang.”
Qing Feng’an leaned over and kowtowed again.He has no high hall, only the ancestors of the Xuanqing Sect, and only the elders who have protected him since he grew up.This bow is to thank the sect for the upbringing, and to comfort the ancestors. He is in peace, and he has identified with Jin Xianling in this life, and has no regrets.
“Husband and wife bow to each other.”
He stood up slowly, turned around, and kowtowed deeply in the direction of the cliff.
The place was shrouded in clouds and mist, and no one could be seen, but there lived the people he held dear to his heart.
This worship is about the calculation under the red candle, the tenderness in the garden full of peony fragrance, the determination of blood peony burning heart, and the catastrophe between him and Jin Xianling that will never be solved in this life.
The moment he kowtowed to the ground, Qing Feng’an coughed out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the red robe in front of him red, like red peony blooming in the snow.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes were clear, and his voice was full of determination: “Today, I, Qing Feng’an, swear here – if Jin Xian Ling dies, I, Qing Feng’an, will destroy this martial arts world and be buried with him! If Jin Xian Ling lives, I will protect him and join hands with him to fight against the world!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The sword’s light was like snow and he pointed it directly at Elder Zhang: “There are also you and other treacherous people who framed Zhongliang and plotted to seize the Xuanqing Order. Today, we will settle the old and new accounts together!”
There was chaos in the audience.
Elder Zhang and others turned pale and drew their swords towards each other.People from various sects were also in chaos. Some wanted to fish in troubled waters to seize the Xuanqing Order, some wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate the Xuanqing Sect, but some were shocked by Qing Fengan’s determination and dared not take action.
At this moment, a long roar suddenly came from the clouds and mist on the cliff.
The black figure emerged from the clouds, its clothes flying, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.Jin Xianling stood in the clouds, her face was pale, but the corner of her mouth was smiling unruly. What she held in her hand was the genuine Xuan Qing Order stolen by Elder Zhang!
He looked at Qing Feng’an, who was wearing red makeup in the center of the auditorium. He looked at the dazzling red and the dried peony in his hair, and his eyes instantly turned red.
“Master!”
A call cut through all the noise.
Qing Feng’an suddenly raised her head and looked at the figure in the clouds. The sorrow in her eyes was instantly replaced by ecstasy.His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his voice was choked: “Xian Ling…”
Jin Xianling’s figure fell like a meteor and landed next to Qing Feng’an. The black robe and the red wedding dress overlapped, creating a thrilling beauty.He raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of Qing Feng’an’s mouth. His voice was so gentle that he said, “Master, you have been waiting for a long time.”
“No.” Qing Fengan shook his head, tears finally falling from his eyes, “I knew you would come.”
The two stood side by side, one in red clothes like fire, the other in black clothes like ink, the sword in his hand pointed at the chaos in front of him, but there was only each other in his eyes.
Elder Zhang looked at the Xuan Qing Order in Jin Xianling’s hand and knew that the situation was over. He shouted sternly: “Kill them! Kill them, and the Xuan Qing Order will be ours!”
Countless swords attacked the two of them.
Jin Xianling protected Qing Feng An behind him, Xuan Qing Ling was raised high above his head, and his voice resounded through the sky: “Xuan Qing Ling is here! All my disciples of Xuan Qing Sect, follow me to kill the thieves!”
“Kill the thief!”
“Kill the thief!”
The disciples of Xuanqing Sect finally reacted and drew their swords to protect them in front of them.
The sun pierced the clouds and shone on the two people embracing each other.The red robe and Xuanyi are overlapped, and the peony in the hair is swaying in the wind, like a grand memorial ceremony.
On this day, on the top of Xuanqingzong Mountain, there was no accusation of guilt, only an earth-shattering worship ceremony.
What you worship is heaven and earth, and what you sacrifice is infatuation.
Hongshao cried blood, finally the person he had been waiting for came, the one who would fight against the world with him.
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