In the side hall of Yan Mozong of the Six Paths, in front of the map of ten thousand demons, Yuan Mozun was sent to kneel down to welcome the saint of the demonic way.
"I said it won't work, and you're still not reconciled to dying a thousand changes. What do you want?"
The sage of the demonic way bypassed him and sat on the main seat behind the map of the devil. He folded his hands on his knees, and the silver ornaments against the white clothes gave him a sense of loneliness.
Qian Yuan lowered his head, showing no expression, he said: "Lord Saint, she is my disciple, how I teach her is my own business."
"You don't even know how to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, so why do I need you?" The sage of the magic way raised a finger, and a big hole was blasted into the whole screen, and the monsters on the magic map were crowded in the corner tremblingly, without any help at all. The usual hostility.
The sage of the demonic way slowly withdrew his hand, and said word by word: "What's more, I am a sage of the demonic way, how to assist Huang Quan is my business, and you can't control it."
Qianyuan Mozun was neither humble nor overbearing, he said in a deep voice: "She is not only Huang Quan, but also a disciple of my Six Paths Yan Mozong. If the Lord Saint insists on excluding her from the sect, I absolutely cannot agree."
"The Shattering Heaven Demon Sect is not as good as you, why did you bump into it in the first place." The demon saint was a little annoyed, he gently fiddled with the jewelry in his hand, "Huang Quan is the Lord of the Demon Way, born out of this disaster , this is something you can’t change or stop, so don’t waste your time.”
Qianyuan Mozun showed a look of unbearable expression: "She is still just a child, if the sage is willing to guide, she will definitely not take such a road."
"Child? How many years has she lived? Even Gongsun Yanhua doesn't know, maybe we are all juniors, so you call her a child?" If the disciples who died in battle, if Huang Quan obtains the Tao, then there is hope for the orthodoxy of the evil way."
"I don't know good and evil, don't distinguish right from wrong, don't ask about life and death, and my heart is as empty as a mirror. Isn't this just a newborn child?" Mozun Qianyuan earnestly said every word. He seldom spoke in such a humble manner. In front of those who had no choice but to do so, "Huang Quan opened her mind not long ago, and the things taught to her by the Heavenly Book at the very beginning were not right at all. When the Demon Lord Wuxia introduced her to the door, all of this has become a set, and it is too difficult to change. I spent a few I have been trying to correct it for ten years, but the Lord Saint always stops me. This time I really can't take it anymore, you can't treat her like this... "
"It's not that I lured her on purpose, but that she chose this path, so I paved everything for her!" The voice of the sage of the demonic way suddenly rose, and he stood up from his seat, "She is Huang Quan, Qian Yuan , do you understand these two words? Do you understand the magic pattern hidden in the temple? She is the same as me. She should not belong to any sect. She is completely isolated and unaffected by anything .Whether I help or not, whether you teach or not, she will eventually follow this path."
"Qianyuan, I don't like you spending too much time on Huang Quan. It's not that I am arbitrary, but that I have seen more things. All attempts to change her will have no results. You have been wasting your efforts."
Qianyuan Mozun's face was cold, he looked up at the slightly excited demon saint: "Master Saint thinks she can't change because she is just Huangquan in your eyes, and I think I can teach her these emotions because I Treat her like your own child."
"You're crazy, I don't want to teach things like Huang Quan, it's the same reason that no one wants to teach lions to be vegetarians, to teach rivers to flow backwards, to teach the way of heaven to show mercy to the world..." The sage of the demonic way felt that he was completely helpless After communicating with Qian Yuan, he waved his hand, and the silver ornaments jingled.
Qianyuan Mozun's expression was extremely calm, he did not give a single step and said: "She is not the way of heaven, she is just Huang Quan, a cultivator of the way of the devil, and a human being. Emotion is the instinct that exists in all people."
The sage of the demonic way was tired of hearing it, he kicked over the map of all demons, and then said coldly: "Enough, Qianyuan, you have lost your way."
Losing the Dao, this is the biggest denial for a practitioner.
Mozun Qianyuan kowtowed to him without saying a word.
The sage of the demon way approached him and said in a low voice: "Qianyuan, are you really crazy? Huang Quan is your disciple, so what about the others from the Six Paths Yan Mozong? You plan to use Lin Jun and Qi Ji as your disciples. Is it her stepping stone? You don’t think it’s enough after Thousand Transformations is dead…”
"Qianbian's death was controlled by you alone, and when did Linjun and Qiji serve as stepping stones?" Mozun Qianyuan felt his approach, his face paled slightly, but his arrogance remained undiminished.
"Yeah, yeah, it's all my fault!" The demon saint laughed back angrily. He waved his sleeves angrily, turned around and said, "There is really no one in this world who is good to be a saint! Blame Gongsun Yanhua for losing the book of heaven!" Snooze, the Jiuming City broke the strange mirror, and the cultivation base is not good. When the disciple died, he blamed Taiqing for being unfeeling. Who knew that Gongsun Yanhua had only one breath left but made a plan for the Yaozu to crawl back from the dead? Does anyone know the mirror? Only a hundred years away from becoming enlightened, but willing to risk his life for the human race? Who knew that Taiqing, who controlled the heavenly veins and kept Beichuan safe, had already destroyed his own body?"
"If it wasn't for you to win Huang Quan over and over again, why would I have to use thousands of changes to separate her from the Six Paths of Yan Mozong? If there is a successor, why should I insist on it so far? Qianyuan, love and justice like you, naturally If you can't bear the weight of the lineage, since you can't stand at our height, then don't speculate on our thoughts!"
As he spoke, he disappeared in place without leaving a trace.
The entire side hall was as silent as death.
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Beichuan Continent, Gaya Dynasty, the emperor was assassinated while inspecting the progress of the construction of the emperor's mausoleum, and in a fit of rage, he murdered 300,000 mountain workers. When he returned to the capital, many descendants of the princes had fled without any trace, so the emperor issued a call to various counties and counties to severely suppress the rebel party. Because of the prevalence of the party system, everyone among the civilians is in danger, and exposing the rebel party has changed from evidence to malicious speculation.
The consecutive seat system is a good thing. The emperor can use it to turn those who should be on the same front into opposing camps. The implementation of killing with a knife cannot be smoother.
This winter, the cold became deeper and deeper, and even the south, which was always warm, was covered with snow.
Huangfu Liuxian braved the heavy snow to enter the mountain, and saw the hermit who called himself Yunqing in the snow-covered bamboo forest.
She sat alone in the snow, silently playing chess according to the chess record, and then calculated the chess moves, fighting with herself.
The dress of this hermit is quite different from those of Mo Ling, she is wearing a black Taoist robe. Although Mo Ling also prefers black, his clothes are more dignified and complicated, with fewer patterns and colors, but he is quite particular about the crown and belt. But her Taoist robe is extremely simple in style, except for the fine red lotus patterns on the corners. The collar of this robe stands up, but the hem does not reach the knees. The abstinence and nakedness are fiercely mixed together, and there is an inexplicable magic.
No snow fell on her, and she was pitch black.
Huangfu Liuxian felt that she looked different after changing her clothes, becoming more dangerous and deadly.
"General..." Yun Qing raised her head and said with a gentle smile, "It's really cold in winter."
Huangfu Liuxian forced a smile, then stepped across the snow to Yunqing, only then did she realize that there was only a row of her own footprints around, could it be that the other party stayed here before the snow fell
"You don't wear enough clothes." Huangfu Liuxian glanced at her bare feet, somewhat embarrassed, "Can I bring you some robes?"
"No need, send it to those people who can't stand the cold." Yun Qing shook her head, her voice was always soft and soft, like snow falling on the bottom of her heart, she looked soft, but after melting, only a piece of ice remained.
Huangfu Liuxian thought he had made a slip of the tongue, so he apologized again and again: "It's because I didn't think about it, I'll deal with it when I get down the mountain."
"Why did the general come here? But my kit doesn't work?" Yun Qing stroked the chess pieces, and there were faint and hideous patterns on the exposed half of her wrist.
Huangfu Liuxian felt that she really didn't look like a famous scholar in Moling, but she definitely possessed extraordinary powers, so she hurriedly said: "No, I haven't used your kit yet, I came here this time to ask something matter."
"Is it about the Jiange of Moling?" Yun Qing put her hands down, and put her hands into her sleeves. Huangfu Liuxian quickly averted her eyes from her wrists.
"Exactly, I met another group of rebel troops a few days ago. They claimed to have an expert from Moling sitting in their town. Later we sent an envoy to inspect it. That expert really can move mountains and fill seas." Huangfu Liuxian Telling the events of these days one by one, she originally wanted to incorporate the opponent's army into her, but she didn't expect that they had the same idea.
As soon as the other party met, they directly raised the banner of Mo Ling, which caused Huangfu Liuxian to tie a knot in his heart. She felt that there was also a "Master Mo Ling" on her side, and this one didn't look fake. Could it be that Mo Ling cast a wide net to catch more fish, and wanted to get enough benefits from all the rebels before choosing someone to inherit the throne
"Did he hinder you?" Yun Qing asked bluntly.
Huangfu Liuxian was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the two descendants of Mo Ling might have to communicate, so he replied: "It's really inconvenient..."
"Then I'll take care of this inconvenience for you." Yun Qing smiled reassuringly, she spoke lightly, but Huangfu Liuxian's heart skipped a beat.
Huangfu Liuxian suppressed the question, and thanked you repeatedly: "I'm sorry for your trouble, but I can't repay you for saving you several times. It's really..."
"Next time you have something like this to tell me directly." Yun Qing waved her hand and said indifferently, "All the inconvenience can be handed over to me."
Huangfu Liuxian felt even more strange: "Uh, you must be very popular in Moling, right?"
Yun Qing laughed suddenly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something, I am not a disciple of Mo Ling. If you are here for this, then go, if you are here for the throne, then trust me."
At this time, Huangfu Liuxian had two completely different emotions of "it really is like this" and "it's actually like this" mixed in her heart, and she said in a somewhat complicated way: "I came for Jiangshan, and I can see clearly what you have done for me. It doesn't matter if it's Mo Ling or not."
As long as he can help her win this great river and mountain, then everything will be fine.
"Me too." Yun Qing nodded and smiled, "I came here to see the kingly luck, it doesn't matter if it's you or not, as long as it can help me realize the Tao."
What Yun Qing meant was that as long as the other party had such a trace of the emperor's star, then she would have no problem helping anyone. What she needed was only a part of the whole that could be replaced at any time. Huangfu Liuxian felt chills in his heart, but his expression became more respectful. She knew that she had to endure. Before stepping on the throne, whether she was used or ignored, it was inevitable.
Once she gains power, nothing in this world can control her anymore.