The Black Iron Commanders took orders and left one after another.
In the main hall, the evil cultivator who was kneeling on the ground simply went directly to the dungeon of the North Mian Gate, and was guarded by the North Mian Gate and the Beast Control Gate.
The Beimian Gate is good at hexagrams, and some beasts in the Beast Control Gate have miraculous effects in guarding. The two often cooperate, and they have long been used to it.
"My junior brother and I have guessed that the evil alliance must have found a secret path leading directly to my righteous alliance territory."
Li Siyi took out the map from his storage bag, and drew a circle on it with his fingers, "Three years ago, the earthquake in the Xiyu Mountains caused evil spirits to flow back. This is unusual, but it was because of the birth of Qilin that I ignored it." it's..."
"Yes, the secret way should still be in the Xiyu Mountains."
As soon as Li Siyi finished speaking, the rest of the people were stunned.
"So..."
Jing Su Daojun said, "We were indeed negligent."
Cui Wang nodded:
"I still have to trouble the Taoist Lord to find a way to ask the secret way from the mouths of these evil cultivators."
"Naturally, naturally."
None of you present are easy-going lamps, and you have already understood that the progress of the Twelve Stars Meeting is entirely in the hands of this young rising star.
From the beginning of persuading Lord Shu Yudao, to the end when he failed to persuade him, he instead recruited Lord Lu Yandao to join his army. Without any effort, he replaced the head of the Taibai sect—
This kind of mind is definitely not owned by others.
The Twelve-Star Meeting may have been held suddenly, but he responded without any confusion. Even the matter of evil cultivators, who had been investigating in private for an unknown amount of time, was properly brought to the fore at this moment—
It's no wonder that in just a few years, he sat on the position of chief minister of the twelve main cities.
The head of Tianzun Sect laughed:
"I, Zhengmeng, have always been in the same spirit. If Taoist Liwei needs anything, you can speak up."
Speaking of which, this bad debt between the righteous alliance and the evil alliance dates back to 10,000 years ago.
At that time, the Xiemeng produced an amazingly talented person whose cultivation speed was unmatched by anyone. In just a hundred years, he had cultivated to the Void-Returning Realm, but his ruthless nature was also unmatched by anyone—
Just to explore the Taoism, he slaughtered six whole cities, no matter monks or mortals, they were all dead souls of his men.
At that time, blood flowed into a sea and tears merged into a river.
Everyone in the Righteous League was outraged, and the cultivators of the Evil League acted without any scruples, and the friction between the two became more and more serious—
However, the daughter of an elder at Zhidanxinmen was raped to death by evil cultivators. The conflicts between the two sides could not be reconciled, and the two eventually fell into an endless battle to the death.
"... At that time, the Evil Alliance refused to accept discipline and was disorganized, but even so, our Zhengmeng had to pay a heavy price to win."
Daoist Jing Su sighed, "I was only ten years old, so I went to the battlefield with my senior brother. That scene was full of blood and flesh, a hell on earth. How can there be peace now?"
"That's right, if the most powerful members of the twelve sects of our Zhengmeng hadn't all shot together to restrain that evil cultivator, whether our Zhengmeng is still here or not is still two things."
Tianhe also said.
"The evil cultivator is dead?" "I escaped, but I was seriously injured, and I didn't hear about it later. At that time, of the twelve Void Realm Almighty, five died and six were injured, and only one remained, which is now Lord Mingguang."
Chang Wu also remembered.
These people are not too young, some of them grew up listening to the stories of their elders, and some of them were old enough to see it with their own eyes:
"Those powerful people, because of the evil influence of the evil cultivator, were either seriously injured and died, or their foundations were damaged, and they never ascended. My Xuancang Zhengmeng, since then, there has been a fault."
"Then what kind of Taoism did the evil cultivator grope for when he massacred the city?"
A little disciple asked.
Only then did Daoist Jingsu calm down:
"It's the puppet soul sending technique."
In the hall, there was a moment of dead silence.
As Zheng Wan listened, the faces of Shu Yuan and Shu Jin couldn't help shaking in front of her, and finally these two faces converged into the evil and arrogant face of the Seven Killing Taoist Lord.
...Could it be that the cultivator who slaughtered the city back then was not dead, and finally changed his name to Seven Kills
Zheng Wan couldn't help being taken aback by her own imagination.
Desperately recalling the dream, but no matter what, I can't remember whether such a person appeared in the dream...
No, not right.
There must be something she has overlooked.
But the more anxious you are, the more you can't think of anything. Zheng Wan was feeling annoyed, but the hand under the cuff was held by someone.
Cui Wang stood beside her as if nothing had happened, his wide sleeves covered their clasped hands.
Zheng Wan struggled, but did not break away.
Seeing Taoist Zixiu glance over, he dared not move immediately.
There are still people on the field who continue:
"Everyone don't need to be unfounded. Even if the puppet species reappears, according to my opinion, such a powerful technique will have sequelae. Didn't the disciple of Beimianmen just say that the young master of the seven kills is often insane. , wait, there is someone like Taoist Li Wei, what are you afraid of him?"
Hearing this, Zheng Wan couldn't help but glance at Cui Wang.
He did not return to his seat, but stood aside with Li Siyi, side by side with her.
From her perspective, she could only see his smooth and graceful profile, his tight jaw line, and his bulging Adam's apple.
He stood upright, with his white robe stretched out, bathed in the slanting light of the setting sun, the golden fringe-like broken light rendered his overly sharp, cold and compelling lines with a trace of undisciplined warmth.
What a disaster.
Zheng Wan thought about it, but noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
She couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth a little, and scratched his palm lightly with her fingers, but was firmly restrained by his backhand.
"... The most urgent thing is that the Great Sun Immortal Sect will be opened in March. We must guard the door and prevent evil cultivators from sneaking in."
Li Siyi answered, he was focused on the topic of evil cultivation, and knew nothing about the activities on the side, and he stood by his side as a junior to give him support:
"Brother, tell me, right?"
Cui Wang nodded lightly:
"Da Ri Xianzong is related to the ancient immortal sect, and it is indeed important."
A rumor about the Great Sun Immortal Sect is still passed on in the Xuancang Realm. It is rumored that there is a Great Sun Immortal Mansion in the Great Sun Immortal Sect. Whoever can get the approval of the Great Sun Immortal Mansion first will master this world The key to the fairy gate, you can ascend to the fairy in one step.
But for tens of thousands of years, all the monks have not even seen the shadow of the Great Sun Immortal Mansion.
Gradually, not many people took it seriously.
——But even so, letting evil cultivators sneak into the Great Sun Immortal Sect and wantonly grab rare materials is not so good for the orthodox monks who regard the Great Sun Immortal Sect as their pocket.
Zheng Wan thought of the key that Shu Jin had taken away from the Land of Black Water, Qi Sha gave up a puppet body, but the key...
When it is transferred.
It needs to be mentioned with Cui Wangti.
"Of course the door must be guarded." Daoist Tianhe took the sword from the table and stood up, "Is there anything else going on?"
"It's okay, let's go."
He is short-tempered, already impatient.
"Tianhe, you are still so irritable, when can you change it?" Taoist Chang Wu stood up holding his sword, "If there is something to do, just transmit the sound."
After finishing speaking, he led the disciples to the outside of the hall neatly.
As soon as Daoist Chang Wu left, other people also began to go out one after another.
"Disciple, it's time to go." Taoist Zixiu also stood up, and he glanced behind him, "Haven't you pulled enough?"
Zheng Wan smiled and said:
"Master, so you know."
"Your master, why don't I know?" Zixiu snorted, and went out with her hands behind her back, "Okay, don't be silly, you are a child."
"I think Master, you are jealous."
Zheng Wan made it once, and Cui Wang let go only after the second time. She waved her hand and smiled like honey, "See you later, Cui Wang."
Cui Wang stood where he was, pursed his lips tightly, neither saying yes nor no.
Li Siyi stood aside in astonishment, his junior brother, just now secretly held hands with the girl in public
He opened his mouth, and his voice was a little weak:
"Junior brother, have you... been taken away by someone?"
Cui Wang glanced at him coldly, then flicked his sleeves:
"gone."
... that's right.
Li Siyi, who was used to being frozen, suddenly felt refreshed, and he took great strides to catch up: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother, why are you running so fast? Wait for me."
Cui Wang stepped on the Douchen stone steps in a moment.
Looking up, the red-clothed female cultivator who was following Taoist Zixiu just now was stopped by someone.
Zheng Wan frowned and looked at the person who suddenly rushed in front of her:
"Mingyu, what do you want?"
"I can not be reconciled."
Mingyu said suddenly.
Zheng Wan understood what she said nonchalantly, and she raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you reconciled?"
"Yes, I am not reconciled."
Mingyu nodded, "Why is someone like Taoist Li Wei happy, but you are such an ordinary person? There are thousands of good women in the world—why is it you?"
"Zhenjun actually wants to ask, why not you?"
Zheng Wan was furious and said, "Ah, it's embarrassing to say it, there is only one reason—"
She said softly: "I, Bi, you, beautiful, ah."
"you-"
Mingyu waved his sleeves, "You—you're so vulgar!"
"But in my opinion, you are a real vulgar thing like this."
In the oblique stabbing, a voice sounded like a jade chime falling into the spring, reaching the ears of the two of them.
Cui Wang slowly came from behind. His white robe was like the wind, his black hair was tied up with a white jade sword crown, his facial features were stern, as cool as the autumn moon, and his eyes were as cool as water:
"Zhenjun has repeatedly spoken disrespectfully to my fiancée, so I have no choice but to teach my disciples a lesson on behalf of Daoist Jingsu."
When he flicked his sleeves, there was a palm wind, and Mingyu felt that what was coming was a cold, sharp and killing wind——
She was hit straight by the wind, bent down suddenly, and spat out blood.
"Li Wei!"
Mingyu said anxiously.
She barely raised her head, but saw that Li Wei was already walking down the stone steps with her arms around the woman's waist:
"Why is it this person?"
"If I change my face, you—"
Will you be with me
Li Wei paused in his footsteps.
"—No." He said, "No matter how many faces you change, I won't."
"It's even more beautiful than her, won't it?"
"Won't."
Cui Wangdao, "I don't care what the world thinks of me. It's not her appearance that makes me happy."
After that, he turned and left.
Mingyu stared blankly, then suddenly said: "Liar, you liar!"
Speaking of it again, he clutched his chest and wept uncontrollably. There, the place where he was beaten was so painful that it seemed to be bleeding out.
Dao-kun Jingsu came over:
"Idiot."
Mingyu raised her head, crying:
"Master, is the disciple not good enough? Why can't he always see me?"
Daojun Jingsu squatted down:
"Silly apprentice, people, you must see the strengths of others. You think that girl is not good? Master thinks it is very good."
"Master thinks it's good."
Mingyu asked chirping.
"Anywhere is good. That girl is like the most laughing and scolding person in the world of mortals. Is she good? Yes."
Mingyu didn't understand.
Jing Su gently touched her head and said:
"Mingyu, it's time to look in the mirror."
"Master also thinks I'm ugly?"
Mingyu almost bit her lip.
"Master asked you to look in the mirror to let you see how ugly the face that was tortured by jealousy and unwillingness is. It's time to wake up."
In the distance, Zheng Wan pinched Cui Wang's soft waist and turned around:
"Don't like my appearance? Why am I not beautiful?"
"like."
"Then you still say?"
"But you used to say that men who only like your looks are very superficial."
"Then you only like my appearance?"
"No—" the male voice was silent for a long time before saying, "I prefer you to be you."
"Teacher, what are you moaning about?"
"Oh-oh," the voice was excited and whispered, "Come on."
Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe, and took advantage of the unpreparedness to press a kiss on the corner of Cui Wang's mouth, and waved her hand:
"Your reward."
With a sweet smile, she ran all the way to the purple-robed monk and disappeared under the stone steps.
Cui Wang stood there in a daze, listening to the sound of the waves in his heart:
"Old ancestor, the wind is blowing."
The old ancestor gave a "pooh" sound:
"It's almost the same as the waves, your kid's coaxing skills have improved."
"It's not coaxing."
Cui Wang said.
"Could it be that you still want to say that you are self-taught. There is a saying called, 'A beautiful face will eventually pass away, but an interesting soul is one in a million'. You just wanted to say, that's what it means ?”
"The old ancestor is really a roundworm in my stomach."
The ancestor's face turned green.