Chapter 1111: Red Dress

round them.At this time, Qin Sang was quietly standing in front of the firebird flock. He had already found a way to pass this level.Thanks to the Jade Buddha, countless firebirds in the mist were unc...The voice is so familiar!

Qin Sang's heart moved, and she looked intently.

The spirit formation opened, the mist parting to both sides as a woman in red stepped out of the haze.

Their brows were gathered like peaks, their black eyes sharp and piercing.

The woman adorned with a phoenix crown, was breathtakingly beautiful.

She wore a red long dress, elegant and graceful beyond compare.

His gaze fell on Qin Sang, a flicker of surprise in the woman's eyes.

"Grandma Jing"

Qin Sang was also very surprised.

Jing Po, the daughter of Qing Zhu, a predecessor, whose real name is Qing Jun.

At first, when she appeared in the marketplace, Qingjun concealed her cultivation and went by the name "Grandma Jing." She presented herself as a frail, elderly woman.

Only before entering Zhentian Peak did Qin Sang learn that Grandma Jing's identity was merely a disguise, and Qingjun's true face was extremely beautiful, not inferior to Chenyan at all.

But upon seeing Qingjun again, she had changed once more.

I still remember when Qingjun revealed her true appearance, clad in white, untouched by worldly dust. She was like a celestial maiden from the moon palace, not partaking in human pleasures, floating gracefully like an immortal.

She remains as stunningly beautiful as she was a century ago. Time has left no trace on her face, but the feeling Qin Sang gets from her is completely different.

A fiery red dress, radiant like the dawn, is extremely striking.

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This woman's temperament is ever-changing, and Qin Sang is a little confused, not knowing which one is the real her.

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"Interesting! Back then, I wanted to ask you if you found the person's remains, but I discovered that you had vanished without a trace. Only later did I learn that you angered Dong Yangbo and Chen Yan in the Purple Micro Palace. I remember that at the time, you weren't even a Golden Core cultivator, just a fake one, right You escaped with your life, disappearing for many years, only to reappear with this level of cultivation"

Qing Jun's lips curled slightly, she looked up and down at Qin Sang, showing an interested expression.

My feeling was right, this woman has indeed changed. Her demeanor and aura are completely different from what I remember.

Qin Sang had a private thought.

Confirming that this woman was indeed Qingjun, Qin Sang suppressed these thoughts in his heart. He bowed and said respectfully, "It's been many years since we last met, senior. Your style is still as impressive as ever. My humble self has the audacity to disturb your quiet cultivation. Please forgive me."

Qingjun is the daughter of Qingzhu.

Since Taohua Valley is her hometown, it's not surprising to meet her here.

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But when Qin Sang heard Qing Jun's tone back then, it didn't seem like she had much affection for Senior Qingzhu. Moreover, Taohua Valley wasn't some paradise. Qin Sang hadn't expected to meet Old Lady Jing so soon.

What surprised Qin Sang the most was that Qing Jun's aura was subtle, and he couldn't see through her true cultivation level.

There is only one possibility, Qingjun has already broken through the Yuanying realm!

However, Qin Sang thought about it again and thought it was normal.

They have each lived for over a hundred years. A century ago, Qing Jun dared to infiltrate Shaohua Mountain and plot to assassinate Leng Yuntai.

“I’ve never mentioned Taohua Valley to anyone else. How did you know I was here You came to Taohua Valley for other reasons, didn’t you”

Qing Jun saw through Qin Sang's intentions at a glance, "Come in and speak."

Qingjun turned and walked into the spirit formation.

Qin Sang thanked him and hurried to catch up.

Passing through the spirit array, the valley was indeed a sea of flowers, dyeing the mountain valley red.

These peach trees have been carefully pruned. Some are in full bloom with delicate pink blossoms, while others are laden with plump, crimson peaches, their fragrance filling the air.

The stream babbles and meanders through the peach grove, finally converging into a clear pool.

There are no magnificent palaces here, only a delicately crafted small courtyard with several wooden houses built beside a clear pond. It is nestled amidst mountains and water, hidden among peach trees.

The words left by the senior Qingzhu on the cliff are nothing more than a depiction of the most deeply ingrained and poignant scenes in his memory.

Qin Sang's thoughts turned, just about to speak, when a wave of pure and refined spiritual energy struck him. It was even more abundant than in Yun Youzi and Li Yu's mountain cave.

Isn't there only one small spiritual vein in Peach Blossom Valley

"I brought a spirit meridian from Yuanshen Gate, usable and valuable."

Qing Jun noticed Qin Sang's abnormality and said lightly.

“Yuanshen Gate, Lengyuntian, could it be…”

Upon hearing this, Qin Sang let out a soft cry and was filled with shock.

When he was at Yinshan Pass, he deliberately inquired about the news of Yuanshenmen. He learned that Yuanshenmen was still among the top sects and had not declined, and Leng Yuntian was still alive.

He still thought Qingjun had failed in Ziwu Palace and hadn't been able to kill Leng Yuntai.

Hearing that Qingjun could actually bring a spiritual vein from the Yuanshen Gate, Qin Sang's mind flashed with lightning, and he suddenly realized something, feeling a little unbelievable.

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The Qingzhu family and the Yuanshen Gate have a deep blood feud, so Qingjun will certainly not compromise with Leng Yuntai.

There's only one possibility...

"Well, Leng Yuantian's Five-Direction Tower was corrupted by the Blood-Tainted Divine Light and killed in Ziwei Palace. The large foundation of Yuan Shen Gate can't be disbanded or given to others. So I disguised myself as Leng Yuantian and became the sect master. The disciples of Yuan Shen Gate couldn't see through my true identity, but elders like Chi Fa Ancestor did notice something amiss. However, firstly, the war was raging at the time, and I actively joined the battlefield and fought hard against the enemy. Secondly, the situation was already set in stone. I didn't slaughter innocents in Yuan Shen Gate, and Dong Yang Bo and others knew about our grievances and warned me a few times, so they tacitly accepted it..."

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Qing Jun lightly described the cause and effect.

Qin Sang knew in her heart that things were definitely not as simple as Qing Jun said.

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When Leng Yuntai died, the vast estate of Yuanshimen was occupied by others.

Seeing this scene, how could the ancestors of each sect not feel sorrow upon the death of the rabbit and fox

No matter what kinds of reasons they have, they won't allow anyone to act so recklessly.

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Unless, the strength reaches a level that can make everyone compromise!

Qin Sang secretly observed Qing Jun.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but he vaguely sensed that Qingjun's aura seemed more subtle than those Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators he had encountered at the Seven Kills Hall!

Qin Sang was startled by this thought.

A hundred years ago, Qingjun had to make elaborate plans to deal with Leng Yuntai, who was only just beginning his cultivation as an infant spirit. He even had to ask Leng Yuntai for help.

In just over a hundred years, could she have broken through again and again, reaching the middle stage of Nascent Soul

This is simply too shocking.

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Even with a gifted spiritual root, it's hard to break through this quickly, right

Is there some hidden story from before

Qin Sang fell into deep thought.

Qingjun gave him a feeling of contradiction.

Back then, Qingjun disguised herself as an old woman and hid in the Wen Yue Fang market. She even dared to sneak into Shao Hua Mountain and approach Dong Yang Bo's cave dwelling, not worrying at all about being recognized by Dong Yang Bo.

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Her cultivation level has always been a mystery, fluctuating up and down, making it impossible to gauge.

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Just as Qin Sang was lost in thought, the two of them walked through the peach grove and arrived beside the wooden hut.

"Well, what brings you here"

Qing Jun suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Sang, asking.

Qin Sang saw that behind the wooden house, there were two graves. The tombstones were engraved with the names of two women, the handwriting was beautiful.

As expected, both beauties have passed away.

Qin Sang knew the identity of the tombstone's owner and sighed with pity.

May the predecessors of Qingzhu meet their counterparts in the afterlife!

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Qin Sang put aside his thoughts, silently blessing him. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I am here on behalf of Senior Qingzhu to bring back his remains and bury them in Taohua Valley."

As he spoke, Qin Sang's fingertips flashed with light as he took out the ice coffin that held the embalmed body of Qing Zhu.

Qingjun seemed to have expected it, staring fixedly at the ice coffin, his eyes complex.swallowed by the white light, his divine sense unable to detach. In the chaotic storm, Qin Sang struggled to maintain his form as his figure plummeted rapidly.Having finally broken free from the storm...