As the Universe Turns - Chapter 259

Chapter 259 Cang Ming

On Lian Feng’s stage, the wind was as cold as frost.

Suddenly, a black mist swept over and instantly transformed into a black-robed person. He slowly landed on the stage. That person was wearing a black battle robe, and his face was also covered under the battle robe hat. He couldn’t see his appearance.

But if he wanted to be able to come and go freely in Xuanqing Mountain without alarming the seven Excellency, how could he be an ordinary person?

Daoist Kusong finally turned around and looked at the black-robed man in front of him. At this moment, a ripple finally appeared in his aged eyes.

However, the two of them stared at each other in silence. This scene had been familiar for a long time.

“It’s been more than three hundred years … Master, you’re fine.”

The black-robed man slowly walked up. This was the voice of a young man. It sounded like he was laughing. However, there was no emotion in his tone. It was as if there were no emotions in the world anymore. It was as if there was only an empty soul beneath the black-robed man.

“Cang Ming …”

Daoist Kusong, who had not experienced the slightest change in his emotions for hundreds of years, trembled slightly when he said those two words.

In his life, he had only accepted one disciple, that is, the person who jumped down from here more than three hundred years ago, that person in front of him, Shen Cangming.

To Xuan Qing, the three words Shen Cangming were undoubtedly heavy. They were words that the seven Excellency were unwilling to mention. They were words that everyone had forgotten. They were words that everyone thought had long since died.

“You … why did you come back?”

Daoist Kusong knew that this was no longer the past. When he realized this, his voice suddenly became somewhat low. Looking at the disciple in front of him who was the most pleased with himself in the past, he couldn’t tell whether he was happy, angry, or sad at this moment.

Perhaps more, it was just regret, or perhaps because of what the other party had done in recent years, an unknown anger had arisen in his heart at this moment.

Shen Cangming walked closer and closer. He smiled faintly and said, “It has been so many years since we last met. Could it be that Master … has never thought of a disciple?”

“You still have the face to call me master!”

Daoist Kusong’s voice became even deeper, and his fingers became tighter and tighter. Shen Cangming smiled faintly, “One day as a teacher … for the rest of my life, I will be my father. How dare I forget the teachings of my former master?”

“Humph!”

Daoist Kusong snorted heavily, and his mood gradually calmed down. For more than three hundred years, he had been guarding this place day and night. Was he waiting for this disciple to return, or was he just in case this disciple came back to take revenge? Perhaps, only he himself knew.

“You still can’t let go of your obsession with what happened back then?”

“Persistence … Haha.”

Shen Cangming smiled faintly, “The dead are like this. Unknowingly, it has been more than three hundred years. What else is there that disciples can’t let go of …”

“Since that’s the case, you’ve killed so many people …”

As he spoke, the muscles on Daoist Kusong’s face twitched. How could he have imagined that this most outstanding disciple would one day become a terrifying person with tens of millions of lives in his hands? Turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands with rain was countless times more terrifying than the devil who killed people without blinking an eye.

“Haha …”

Shen Cangming smiled faintly and said, “Disciple just … cleaned up some indispensable obstacles.” As he spoke, he slowly walked behind Daoist Kusong and said indifferently, “What? Did Master regret leaving behind this disciple’s life back then?”

“Obstacles …”

Daoist Kusong took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Could it be that more than four hundred people from the ancient village were also your obstacles twenty years ago?”

“Oh?”

Shen Cangming smiled indifferently, “Master may have misunderstood this disciple … The open case in the ancient village was not caused by this disciple, but speaking of it …”

At this point, he slowly walked out from behind Daoist Kusong and said indifferently, “Back then, Ling Yin saved the only surviving baby and sent it to Ning Village to be raised by a woman. She thought that this matter could be concealed, but the truth was always unexpected. Soon, very soon … hehe.”

“What do you want to do? Are you … not enough now?”

Daoist Kusong’s heart sank, and his eyes remained motionless as he looked at his former disciple. For more than three hundred years, the person in front of him was no longer the Cang Ming he had known in the past.

Shen Cangming smiled faintly, “Master, there’s no need to be nervous. Disciple said that I only came back to see Master this time. That’s all … Oh, right.”

When he said this, he stopped and slowly walked to the Immortal Burial Cliff. That was the place where he had jumped back then, and also the place where Xiao Chen had jumped back then.

“This place … is still so familiar. I heard that that person also jumped down from here. Why did Master … not save him when he died?”

Hearing this, the muscles on Daoist Kusong’s face twitched again. His eyes suddenly became cloudy. He didn’t know if he remembered the scene when Xiao Chen jumped down, or the scene when his only disciple jumped down more than 300 years ago.

“It’s just that back then, why didn’t I discover that beneath the Immortal Burial Cliff was the intersection of the Earth Spirit Veins …”

Shen Cangming Feng Qingyun said indifferently, and Daoist Kusong’s expression gradually became expressionless. Instead, it was replaced by an indescribable vicissitude.

After a long time, Shen Cangming turned around and slowly walked in the same direction as before. He said indifferently, “I’ve seen Master today, disciple … I’m leaving now.” “Oh … I almost forgot, that Ning Village at the foot of Mysterious Cyan Mountain is interesting …”

“What do you want to do!”

At this moment, Daoist Kusong suddenly raised his head. His two gazes condensed in an instant. Shen Cangming smiled faintly. In the next instant, he turned into a black mist and disappeared into the boundless clouds.

Daoist Kusong looked at the horizon where Shen Cangming was nowhere to be seen. Finally, he shook his head and sighed. He knew that when Shen Cangming returned this time, the two of them, who used to depend on each other for life and death, would face each other next time they saw each other.

…

Immortal North Ancient Realm, Spirit Mountain.

“Idiot … are you feeling better?”

“No, it’s fine.”

Xiao Chen’s hand that was clutching his chest finally slowly lowered. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt a strong pressure in his heart, as if he was about to suffocate.

“Wei Yang, let’s go back after this.”

“You … want to go back?”

Hua Weiyang looked at him quietly. Actually, she would rather have Xiao Chen stay at the Immortal Northern Ancient Realm for the time being. At the very least, she could go to the Heavenly Pagoda if she encountered anything. However, if she returned to the Immortal Origin Five Regions … she would definitely fall into another turbulent undercurrent.

If the entire human cultivation world was compared to a huge whirlpool, a struggle for fame and fortune, or a supreme cultivation, then the Immortal Origin Five Regions was the center of such a whirlpool. The unfathomable undercurrents below were not as calm as the world had seen. Once they were involved, they would never be able to come out again.