The white clothes of the immortal sage are complicated and meandering, and the cold white hair drags to the ground. He looks similar to Qing Xuzi's age now.
"It hasn't recovered yet, but it will be fine soon." He reached out and groped for something in Yunqing's chest, and it should have been him who blocked Kunwu just now.
Qingxuzi frowned, he asked: "Master... Is it really okay for you to do this?"
"What's the problem?" The immortal sage asked gently. From Qing Xuzi's angle, he could see his translucent fingertips stirring his heart and lungs, constantly stimulating Huang Quan.
"If you directly attack Huang Quan, who is not a saint, Sheng Tianxiang will just sit back and watch?" Qing Xuzi felt that Yun Qing's body was always cold, and he didn't know whether she was dead or not for a while.
"You are not allowed to call the saint's name directly." The saint of immortality glanced at him, and his hand stopped Yun Qing's heartbeat a little bit, "She hasn't died yet, and even if she is dead, so what? Sheng Tianxiang can still rush up the pass Heaven's pulse beat me up?"
Qing Xuzi was suddenly a little unwilling to support Yun Qing, it felt like doing an autopsy: "Are you looking for the heavenly book?"
"Why don't I want what Gongsun Yanhua sent to my door?" The sage of immortality slowly felt the passage of Yunqing's life, "It's fine when Huang Quan is dying, and the book of heaven will work on its own, then you can take it completely come out."
Qingxuzi remained silent.
The immortal sage suddenly laughed: "I found it."
Qingxuzi saw his hand slowly withdraw, with a thin piece of tortoise shell between his fingers, and the piece of shell was engraved with criss-cross patterns, and he didn't know what was written on it. It looks very inconspicuous, just like a turtle shell picked up by a naughty boy and scratched at random. It looked like it had just been peeled off the back of a turtle, but the smell on it was rather vicissitudes.
The body of the Immortal Saint solidified little by little, and his whole body glowed with vitality. The tortoise shell in his hand sank into the skin and turned into a small blue pattern on the back of his hand.
"This is a heavenly book? Are you sure it's not a turtle shell?" Seeing that he had taken it out, Qing Xuzi put Yunqing on the ground, and asked with a frown, "Then what is the picture on it?"
He still had a feeling of unreality, this thing was too inconspicuous, even if it was thrown in front of him, he might not pick it up.
"It's just a tortoise shell. What's on it is not a picture, but a history. The characters were just created at that time." The immortal sage closed his eyes and didn't care about Yun Qing's life or death. He stroked the blue lines in his hand, and suddenly sighed, "It's no wonder that Gongsun Yanhua is willing to be resurrected with the flesh and blood of the monster race and doesn't need this thing."
Qing Xuzi was a little puzzled, seeing how his master had recovered his physical body effortlessly, it seemed that the Heavenly Book was much easier to use than it looked.
"What are the disadvantages?"
"Shinto lost her way, of course she dare not follow in her footsteps." The sage of immortality slowly calculated the secret, with a calm expression, "I simply don't care about these things."
Qing Xuzi was stunned: "God way?"
"It belongs to Emperor Qing, and it has been suppressed by the demon way." The immortal saint looked down at Yun Qing. There was a huge wound piercing through her chest, and blood flowed all over the ground, "I don't know how it was She figured it out, it seems that Huang Quan really has something different... "
She is alive, but in a near-death state. In the past, at this time, the heavenly book would heal the injury on its own, but now that the heavenly book is in the hands of the sage of the immortal way, if this kind of fatal injury is not dealt with, the only thing waiting for Yun Qing is death.
Qing Xuzi remembered a question Yun Qing asked before: "Are there any other sacred places guarded by Shinto things?"
"Why do you ask so many questions?" The sage of immortality waved his sleeves and said, "Get out of the way, I will make up the shadow wall."
"It...is there nothing in it?" Qing Xuzi turned around looking at his back, and asked at the bare rock wall behind him.
"My body has been destroyed before, so I just need to use the shadow wall to project my own soul, why open a cave inside?" The sage of immortality sneered, raised his hand and pressed on the stone wall, those tiny fragments of the shadow wall were closed again, "It was just a cover."
"Then now..." Qingxuzi was about to ask the sage of the immortal way how to deal with Huang Quan, but was interrupted by Xie Yao who rushed up the stone platform the next moment.
"The demon army has retreated!" Xie Yao came slowly, and said calmly to Qing Xuzi and the immortal saint, "I just chased for a while, and was later destroyed by Cang Wule and Xiao Wugui of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Huatian Desire Demon Sect Gong Zhen worked together to block it, and now the demon army that was originally planning to enter Beichuan has all withdrawn to the Wuxu Demon Realm."
He has just experienced a bitter battle, but the black and white Tai Chi Taoist robes on his body are still in perfect order, and the dust in his hands is shining.
"No wonder you came so late..." Qing Xuzi nodded thoughtfully, no matter how bad Xie Yao's evasion skills were, he wouldn't be slow to slow down like this. It seems that he just ran to chase the magic army.
Xie Yao also saw the blood all over the ground and Yun Qing in an endangered state. He wiped away the blood with a sweep of the whisk, and then frowned and asked, "Why don't you draw the magic army deeper before you attack?"
"Ask your senior brother." There was a faint light in the hand of the immortal sage, and the Qingdi pattern on the back of the hand seemed to come alive. The reason why he raised his hand was because Qing Xuzi was cornered by Yun Qing and almost died together.
Qing Xuzi also understood what Xie Yao meant when he heard this. It seems that the sages of the immortal way had long planned to seize the heavenly book, but Huang Quan did not do it during the ten years in Beihai. He was creating an illusion for the sages of the demonic way.
All saints know about Taiqing's self-destruction of his body, and most saints think that he is in a weak state, but "weakness" is always relative. In the judgment of the demonic saints, the demonic saints are weak, so they will not rashly touch the relic of the Qing Emperor, the Heavenly Book, and similarly, if Taiqing did not attack the Heavenly Book during the ten years of his torture in Huangquan, he probably has the same relationship with the demonic saint. Or almost. Afterwards, Taiqing decided to hold the Immortal Ascension Conference and once again let the demon saint confirm that he was in a weak state, so the demon decided to take the opportunity to march into Beichuan.
To put it bluntly, the ten-year sentence is just a test, and Yun Qing's expedition to clear the way is just a confirmation.
The sage of the immortal way closed the screen wall, and then stretched out his hand to stick it on the screen wall, and the mighty divine power finally slowly gathered in the Tongtian Shenmai. He looked indifferent, and it took almost no effort to suppress the aura from Li Palace. Right now he is arranging some kind of formation on the screen wall, and the cyan lines spread from the back of his hand to the screen wall, as if he is using the Qing Emperor's divine power to suppress the Qing Emperor's divine power.
That's right, since the sage of the demonic way has discovered that Taiqing is luring the enemy, there is no need to show weakness.
Just like what Qing Xuzi said, people like Sheng Tianxiang will not try to save Yun Qing again and again just because she is Huang Quan. For him, Huang Quan is just a slightly more important pawn. This time, she was able to use her to expose the interest relationship between the saints of the immortal way and the saints of the demon way, which can be regarded as a gain.
"The magic army has retreated, what about the other orthodoxy?" Seeing that it might take some time for the sages of the immortal way to set up the formation, Qing Xuzi simply sat cross-legged.
Xie Yao thought for a while: "Moling and Mianfenglang are not holy, and there are chickens and dogs, so there is nothing to worry about. You can't take care of yourself at the Temple of Heaven, and Fengdu City has already escaped from the siege. This time you escaped from the magic way...I think my sect has lost a lot."
Qing Xuzi closed his eyes, and said plainly: "Huang Quan's body belongs to the Dao system, why don't you say that the magic way has suffered a lot?"
"It's not completely dead..." Xie Yao glanced at Yunqing on the ground again, his eyes were calm as if he was looking at a dead thing, "For those who are destined by destiny, those who fail to kill us will eventually die Be the strength of our rise."
Qing Xuzi opened his eyes, his expression was cold, and he hit Yun Qing with a ray of light with his backhand.
"Enough." The immortal sage snorted, but he didn't turn his head. The ray of light dissipated in the air before hitting Yunqing.
"What are you doing?" Xie Yao frowned and looked at Qing Xuzi.
Qing Xuzi took it for granted: "Aren't you implying that I killed her?"
"..." Xie Yao carefully recalled what he said, and replied seriously, "I haven't."
"You have." Qingxuzi retorted calmly.
Xie Yao wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the immortal sage: "Are you naive or not? Qing Xuzi, I can do something to Huang Quan because it is impossible for Sheng Tianxiang to rush to the heavenly veins and kill me. You just want to kill me." Not necessarily. This time I broke this old rule, you have to think about the seriousness. If you continue to kill like this, you should be killed before the Immortal Ascension Conference."
"Is the Immortal Ascension Conference going to be held?" Qing Xuzi didn't seem to listen to his words, he was still thinking that this Immortal Ascension Conference was just a cover to lure the demon army into Beichuan.
The sage of the immortal way stopped what he was doing, and a thunderbolt fell on him: "Why don't you do it? Get ready! And... Dong Xuanzi, send invitations to all the orthodoxy, including Donghai Loose Cultivators."
Xie Yao bowed slightly and saluted: "Where is Shinto?"
"Please come here." The sage of immortality said calmly, "It's not that they are shameless."
"I would like to follow Master's instructions." His white hair flew up and disappeared into the air in a flash.
"Why don't you move?" The immortal sage frowned and looked at Qing Xuzi, "Hurry up and get out."
Qing Xuzi got up slowly and said: "What about Huang Quan?"
"roll."
Qingxuzi didn't say any more, and disappeared on the stone platform in the form of Qingfeng.
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"The demon army is coming to Jiuming, where is humanity going? Please tell me, Lord Saint."
Le Shu's expression was serious, she knelt under the altar of Lutian, her white clothes were spotless, her spine was as straight as a bamboo.
"Get rid of Beichuan Moling first..." The light of the holy ring on the altar of Lutian shone on the earth, and countless people pinned their hopes on this untouchable light.
The familiar and safe voice came into her mind, but Le Shu never felt such great fear in her heart at that moment.
"The barbarian soldiers from the southwest are approaching the city, but the master is busy killing the compatriots. Forgive Leshu for saying bluntly, this is not an act of a saint." Leshu's words are painful. Never understood him.
The saint of humanity had white hair reaching the ground, and his eyes were clear. This was the first time he was directly interrupted by her since he took Le Shu as his apprentice, but he did not get angry.
"Qingchuan Mountain Mansion will not be able to break through the western defense line controlled by Zhong Sui for a while..."
Le Shu's face was pale, she raised her head and said loudly: "It's not a question of breaking through or not!"
"What's the matter?" The saint of humanity was silent for a while, Le Shu seemed to be very excited today, she would never talk to her master like this on weekdays.
"Can we still trust you?" Le Shu clenched her hands tightly, her nails deeply embedded in her palm, and a trace of blood slid down her hand, "A saint of humanity? Or a dog of immortality?"
She closed her eyes, enduring the tears and the grief of witnessing the death of her compatriots for a long time. As soon as she said these words, she could almost imagine her end being severely punished by her master. But the saint of humanity did not punish her, the gentle light shone on her body, the wound healed in an instant, and the pure and bright holy power spread from the altar. Le Shu opened her eyes with some doubts. The light on the altar was so dazzling that she couldn't see the situation of the saint at all. She never understood what the saint was thinking.
The saint of humanity sighed slightly, his white hair was dyed a light blond, but it couldn't dispel the coldness on his body: "Get up... I don't need your trust."
"It's fine if I know it in my heart."