"Lifting the... mask?"
Xuan Shang couldn’t help but stop in his tracks.
Exposing that hypocritical senior brother and completely casting him into the abyss was a wish Xuan Shang had always harbored. It had to be said, Qing Yu had struck at Xuan Shang’s biggest vulnerability.
After Master Xuan’s defeat and death, the others all acknowledged Xuan Chen’s position as Sect Leader. This included those who had followed Master Xuan, who also suppressed their grudges in their hearts and acknowledged Xuan Chen’s victory.
Only one person, even after Master Xuan’s death, still refused to submit.
That person was Xuan Shang.
Xuan Shang must have been Master Xuan’s most loyal follower. After the other senior brothers and sisters admitted defeat, only he refused to give up.
Thus, before Qing Yu was banished to Qing Province, Xuan Shang was first sent to Shu Province.
"What thod do you have? How can I trust you?"
The voice was still stern, but Qing Yu heard a softening in the tone. Don’t forget, Qing Yu himself was a master at understanding people’s hearts.
"Believe or not, it’s all up to you. Mr. Daoist, may I enter now?" Qing Yu still smiled as he looked at the silhouette facing away from him.
He wavered.
The fact that sothing could make the True Pill Realm’s Xuan Shang waver like this showed the significance of the matter.
Qing Yu began contemplating whether to be frank and reveal his true identity to Xuan Shang and have him stand by his side.
’No, not yet. Whether I reveal my identity or not, Xuan Shang is going to confront Xuan Chen anyway,’ Qing Yu thought to himself.
Whether the identity is revealed or not, the outco would not change, so it was better to be cautious.
Even with the ability to see through people’s hearts with the Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill, Qing Yu could not claim to fully understand soone’s thoughts.
What if Xuan Shang, just like Xuanfeng, valued the stability of Zhenwu Sect more? In that case, revealing his identity would undoubtedly be like throwing himself into a pit of fire.
And who could say for sure that Qing Yu could completely perceive Xuan Shang’s inner feelings? Who could guarantee Xuan Shang wasn’t pretending?
With Qing Yu’s skills, he could also perfectly simulate the emotions a person should have, displaying whatever expression he wanted.
Even if others had similar secret techniques to observe and analyze expressions, Qing Yu could deliberately mislead them with false emotions.
It is often said, "the best swimrs drown." Qing Yu never blindly trusted a secret technique; otherwise, he would eventually fall because of it.
Thinking this way, Qing Yu looked calmly at the stiff silhouette.
Real or fake, Xuan Shang was definitely going to invite Qing Yu inside. So this ti, Qing Yu was certain about Xuan Shang.
After a deadlock that lasted a while, Xuan Shang was the first to relent.
"Co in," he said, walking into the Taoist temple with his disciple, but the door was not closed.
Qing Yu chuckled and shook his head, lightly touching the horsetail whisk on the handle of the Qiuli Sword, and walked into the Taoist temple.
After entering the temple, the difference between the inside and outside worlds was truly like night and day, the difference in climate was simply too vast. It was like one was in early spring and the other was in the peak of sumr.
Qing Yu glanced slightly around the arrangent and realized in his heart, "Using Feng Shui arrangent and resonating with one’s own True Qi to achieve the effect of creating a blessed land on one’s own, it seems that Master Xuan Shang is also quite profound in the art of Feng Shui."
Moreover, within this Taoist Temple, Xuan Shang could also leverage the resonance of Feng Shui to exert combat power beyond the limits.
"It seems that Daoist Xuan Shang is also extrely skilled in Feng Shui, indeed worthy of the title of a Feng Shui Master," Qing Yu remarked in praise.
"Do you also understand Feng Shui?" Xuan Shang asked in surprise, glancing at Qing Yu.
"Just a little, just a little," Qing Yu replied modestly with a smile.
His modest words, however, garnered a profound look. Being able to discern the mystique of this Taoist Temple at a glance was not sothing explainable by a re cursory knowledge.
"Mr. Qing Yu," Xuan Shang sowhat awkwardly called out, "may I ask from which sect or lineage do you hail?"
’It seems he has rembered the nephew,’ Qing Yu thought with a smirk, observing the fleeting embarrassnt on Xuan Shang’s face.
Having to address soone with the sa na as his nephew as ’Daoist Brother’ must feel sowhat awkward to Xuan Shang.
"I am but a man of the mountains, a carefree wanderer without any sect or lineage, without any master, just one who coincidentally received the heritage of so predecessors," Qing Yu answered.
This response, equivalent to none, did not satisfy Xuan Shang. Although eager to learn how Qing Yu intended to expose Xuan Chen, Xuan Shang was not just any young, inexperienced newcor from worldly society, believing everything he was told.
This person of unknown origin, Qing Yu, claiming to want to expose Xuan Chen, also had a highly suspect intention.
The possibility that he might want to help the late Senior Brother Xuanfa was minimal. A more likely possibility was that this enigmatic Daoist personality, Qing Yu, intended so harm towards the Zhenwu Sect.
Thus, Xuan Shang decided to first probe Qing Yu’s background.
"Didn’t Daoist Brother want to discuss the Dao with ? Co this way."
Xuan Shang suddenly made a move, his palm seeming to contain an abyss; raising his hand, a pure black body of water morphed into the figure of a tortoise and snake, taking the form of the divine beast Xuanwu and flew towards Qing Yu, "To discuss through martial arts is truly the easiest way to discern the truth, please, Daoist Brother!"
’A test move, is it?’
This pure black water was purely ford by the Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Skill representing the Water Essence of the North, not large in quantity, but extrely pure.
Xuan Shang deliberately did not use his powerful True Qi to execute this technique for two reasons: one being a full-powered compared would be too destructive to the surroundings, not suitable to be carried out within the Taoist Temple.
Second, it was to make Qing Yu reveal his true capabilities. The so-called discussion of the Dao ought to focus primarily on discourse. If Qing Yu were to resort to overpowering force, it would lose the essence of discussing the Dao.
’Want to see my foundation? I’ll show you.’
Qing Yu also simply raised his hand, the extrely pure and yin Mystic Energy of the Pure Yin erged through his palm, immobilizing the water-ford Xuanwu in the air. The blue Pure Yin Mystic Energy slowly infused into the Xuanwu, turning the pure black Xuanwu blue.
’What exceptionally pure Pure Yin True Qi,’ Xuan Shang thought, observing the infiltration of the Pure Yin Mystic Energy into the black Xuanwu.
In the Four Symbols, Xuanwu represents Taiyin, and the Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Skill is also a Supre Yin Technique. But for the opponent to forcibly infiltrate the black Xuanwu ford by the Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Skill with equally Supre Yin True Qi indicated that the opponent’s purity of Supre Yin True Qi was much higher than Xuan Shang, who practiced the Zhenwu Sect’s Four Symbols Ultimate Skills.
’Pure Yin True Qi, observing its characteristics, is also a cultivation technique of the Daoist category; but within the Daoist ranks, what technique could cultivate such pure Pure Yin True Qi?’ Xuan Shang pondered secretly.
Within the Daoist community, most martial arts techniques involve changes in Yin and Yang, with the Zhenwu Sect being a leader in the Yin Yang Martial Arts, their interpretation and understanding of the dualities of Yin and Yang can be said to be unmatched in the Taoist world.
Yet even so, Xuan Shang could not discern the origin of the martial arts of the Daoist who called himself Qing Yu.
’If speaking of the supre Yin techniques in the Daoist door, the first choice would be our sect’s Kunyin Peak’s ’Kunyuan Yin Xuan Technique’; besides that, it would only be the techniques from Guanghan Palace, which had long secluded itself from the world. However, the martial arts of Guanghan Palace require the practitioner to be a woman, which is very incompatible,’ Xuan Shang was puzzled, unable to find the answer.
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