Yu Qishu was shocked by the voices from all around, looked up and saw the flying chariot falling into the lake heart pavilion, she wondered why she didn't see Senior Brother Ji Xiao put up this pomp before. That's right, there are six elders to protect the ceremonial car, where can Changchun Peak gather enough people, is it possible to put six money mice
The music stopped, and one person walked out of the Huxin Pavilion. It was Yun Xuzi, the head of Mingyue Lake: "Tonight, you all came from afar to join in the grand event and make our sect flourish."
The leaders of each faction stood up and raised the jade cup, replaced the wine with tea, praised the generosity of Mingyue Lake, and praised the majesty of the saint. The conference starts only after nightfall, so it can't be held all night long, so hurry up.
Fortunately, Yun Xuzi kept his words concise and straight to the point: "Fellow Daoists, the sky has changed, and the cracks are in the air, what do you think?"
All the monks have come, what else can I say, of course, "wait for the teachings of the saints".
Yun Xuzi said with satisfaction: "The saint communicated with the world and learned that this is the harbinger of the opening of the 'gate to the sky'. My monks are expected to soar from now on. I will gather here tonight, and ask the saint to point out the future road."
Heaven's Gate? Ascension? The tired minds of various sects were swept away, and they were instantly refreshed.
The Huxin Pavilion was empty on all sides, and the real person Gui Qing spread out his palms, and a bright light fell from the sky, like a kite string, falling into his hands.
He picked up a piece of moonlight condensing light, and on the open lake, he transformed the sky into the sky. The crack woven by the moonlight expanded rapidly, as if a door was pushed open, and behind the door was the boundless sea of stars. The cultivators kept their eyes fixed, and were attracted by their hearts and souls.
The real person Gui Qing smiled and waved his hand, and the illusion of Yuehua collapsed. The gate and the sea of stars disappeared in an instant.
The monks were amazed when they saw this wonderful picture. Those with a lower realm were even more shocked. This time, the praise came from the heart: "Communicate with the heavens and the earth, the void objects, the sage's supernatural powers are indeed extraordinary!"
But when will the Gate of Babel fully open? It is recorded in ancient books that those who ascend are immortal and travel in the void. Is it true? After ascending, can you come back to this world
Yun Xuzi seemed to have anticipated the many questions of the crowd and said with a smile: "Each sect can send one person to ask the saint for advice."
When ascension is no longer a legend, the practitioner's eyes turn to the sky. Wins and losses, which were pursued in the past, no longer seem to matter.
The first to get up was an elder from the Kirigakura. Mingyuehu and Wuyinguan have always been on good terms, so it would be more appropriate for him to ask first:
"Ask the saint, when will the door to the sky open?"
Master Gui Qing said slowly: "Wait for the time of day. It can be as short as a few months, or as long as a hundred years."
Then there is the real person Qinghe in Songfeng Valley: "Is it dangerous to fly?"
"Cultivation Dao, every step is dangerous."
"… "
With the exception of Hanshan, after the other major factions asked questions, the cultivators gradually saw the clues. They didn't say anything, but secretly slandered: "If Mingyuehu really knows how to ascend, if you go up first, will you tell us?"
Comparing the two, many people miss Ji Xiao's goodness. Only after people lose, do they realize how precious they were in the past. Once Ji Xiao didn't put on airs, he came and went with one sword. Second, although Ji Xiao acts domineeringly, he has set many inexplicable rules. However, he advocated breaking the view of the door, each faction learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses, and integrated. If anyone asks him about spiritual problems, he always teaches without reservation.
The martial arts secrets that major sects and families rely on are naturally reluctant to spread it out, so Ji Xiao's claim is not supported by even the Hanshan faction.
When people are puzzled and understand that the great event of ascension is too far away, and they have to rely on themselves, they return to the practical interests in front of them.
The question raised went wrong again. For example, if the two factions jointly created a spiritual stone vein mine, how should it be distributed, please ask the sage to decide; for example, if the two factions are in conflict, ask the sage to decide who is right and who is wrong.
The leaders of each faction have old and impassioned rhetoric. You sing and I will come on stage. The reasoning is hype, but the things are those things. The sage of Mingyue Lake gave a very detailed answer.
The Chongbi Peak Master said to Yu Qishu: "The first time you traveled down the mountain, you saw the various forms of the cultivation world, which is rare."
Yu Qishu nodded, just thought it was fun.
These monks compete for fame and fortune, and they are no different from ordinary people in the market. However, the dispute has changed from lack of weight, lack of salt and vinegar, to this spiritual stone vein mine was mined by my family first, and your family cannot take it; that piece of secret realm fragment It was first discovered by my family, don't touch it in yours.
Sages are more like yamen officials, or the most prestigious uncles in the neighborhood, who are responsible for adjusting neighborhood conflicts and allocating resources. Use force when necessary.
Yu Qishu reflected on herself, the opportunity came too easily in the past, and she didn't know how to cherish it.
After listening to it for a long time, he finally couldn't help the sound transmission, and asked Senior Brother Chong Bifeng beside him, "Is this the case tonight?"
Autumn water decoction tea party, mobilizing teachers and moving people, the result is drinking tea and chatting
He Ming: "Of course not, don't relax."
Zhang Suyuan: "Show strength first, shock everyone, and then answer questions to show kindness. Finally, we must formulate rules."
Li Wei: "Look at the bamboo platform outside the Huxin Pavilion, who do you think it is for? It's for us to fight and fight."
Yu Qishu suddenly realized that as long as the matter had nothing to do with the female medical repair, the brothers were still very reliable, as expected of Hanshan Jianxiu.
Sure enough, after three cups of tea, it was the turn of the Huai Shui Zhou family to stand up. It was Tai Heng's personal disciple Zhou Yi, and he said loudly: "There is one more matter for the sage to decide. Hanshan sent Meng Xueli, originally a demon. How can he fall into the hands of the demon clan at the beginning of the void? Besides, he destroyed the secret realm of the Vast Sea with his demon power, which almost caused a catastrophe, and he is not worthy of the magic weapon forged by the six factions!"
As soon as this statement came out, many small sects attached to Mingyue Lake immediately agreed. Everyone knew that after the split of Hanshan, there would be a struggle between the two veins, and they were all waiting to see how Hanshan would react.
Han Shan had anticipated this for a long time, and the disciples looked at each other, with the words "As expected" and "Finally here, I will sleep if I don't come again".
But the words were harsh, and the young disciples still felt unhappy when they heard it, but the Chongbi Peak Master said through a voice: "They are in a low position, and they are trying to survive.
It happened that the voice of the real person Gui Qing came from the Huxin Pavilion: "What does Hanshan say?"
The Chongbi Peak Master is like a refined scholar, speaking slowly and deliberately: "Whoever destroys the secret realm knows who he is."
Before waiting for the anger on the other side, he changed his words again: "Then according to what you said, no matter what the result this time, you should be convinced, and there will be no objection?"
Tai Heng nodded. Zhou Yi sneered: "It is naturally the most fair to have a saint here to witness!"
"Since that's the case, according to the last wish of the real person Ji Xiao, there is no end to the beginning of life and the outstanding young disciples. The young people who participate in the conference tonight are those who are capable." Real person Gui Qing laughed, "Who doesn't agree?"
There was silence in the field. Tai Heng did not expect things to go so smoothly.
Chongbifeng patted Yu Qishu on the shoulder.
Yu Qishu understood: "Should I go?" Cui Jing, the eldest disciple of Hanshan Sect, retreated again. He did not attend the meeting this time, but there were three senior brothers from Chongbi Peak in front of him. I never thought that it would be his turn in the first game, and he was really not mentally prepared.
The Chongbi Peak Master said gently, "Go."
Yu Qishu saluted, he was not afraid. This is what happened to them at Changchun Peak. Before he left, he swore to his first brother that he would fight hard and not let his first brother be taken away by others.
There were discussions on the bamboo road all around. Yu Qishu's appearance was the most in line with everyone's psychological expectations. The whereabouts of Meng Xueli's eldest disciple was unknown, so everyone assumed that Yu Qishu represented Changchun Peak.
The cultivators who went to test him before all came back in vain, but that was to learn from each other without moving his true energy. Tonight, we will know how much skill this kid has.
Yun Xuzi said with a kind smile: "Which younger generation intends to 'beginning empty and boundless' and would like to try it out?"
This time, to everyone's surprise, before the Huai Shui Zhou family could answer, a soft female voice sounded first in the night: "I, Xia Shan, would like to give it a try."
Yu Qishu was also puzzled, and Chuanyin asked the Peak Master Chongbi: "Why is it the Xiashan School?"
The Chongbi Peak Master sighed: "It should be the order arranged by Mingyue Lake. Xiashan Shuangshu is the apprentice of Fairy Huozhi."
The new head of Xia Shan, Fairy Fu Zhi, originally practiced the ruthless Dao, but was abandoned by Hu Si. The girls of Xiashan have a lot of opinions on Hu Si, and they have always looked at Hanshan unpleasantly. However, due to the status of the sage Hu Si, it is difficult to say it clearly, but it is possible to hate the house and Wu. Who asked Yu Qishu to be Meng Xueli's apprentice, and Hu Si was in the sky over the vast sea and invited Meng Xueli to the cloud boat in public, affectionately calling him younger brother and sister, like a good big brother.
Since Mingyue Lake has arranged this grand event, of course, one Hanshan disciple cannot be in the limelight. Therefore, first arrange disciples from other factions, preferably a school that has had a holiday with Hanshan, and fight hard. It doesn't matter, if other factions are completely defeated by Yu Qishu, and then the Mingyuehu disciples defeat Yu Qishu, it will be even more powerful and well deserved.
These twists and turns, Yu Qishu has not yet figured out, the person has already set off.
An elder from Mingyue Lake walked to the bamboo platform outside the pavilion, and stood on the edge of the bamboo platform with his hands behind his back.
Song Qianyi stared nervously at the space, crumpling her dress with her fingers. The same sect did not know why she was like this, so she whispered and jokingly said: "Junior Sister Song is so nervous, could it be that she took the peach blossoms from the Hanshan boy and took the short hand?"
The Xiashan female cultivator who appeared on the stage was wearing a smoky pink dress with a charming appearance. Yu Qishu greeted the other party politely. When he went down the mountain this time, he did meet quite a few girls: Qingdai was cold and sharp, Song Qianyi was beautiful and gentle, and the senior sister in front of him was charming and charming. Each flower has its own beauty. He saw it in his eyes, and he could only admire and admire it, without the slightest blasphemy in his heart.
The female cultivator in the pink skirt returned the ceremony and reported to her family: "Xiashan Xiaojian, Zhao Huaqiang. Are you Yu Qishu?"
"I am." Yu Qi thought to herself, isn't this a knowing question
But I heard the nun say, "Then I can't fight you."
Yu Qishu: "Huh?"
She turned to Elder Mingyuehu on the sidelines and said loudly, "I admit defeat."
The audience instantly boiled over, and the young disciples couldn't hold back their breath, and they didn't care about the voice, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Wait, what did she just say? Did I hear it wrong?"
"What's wrong with Fairy Xiashan, it's impossible to be bought by Peach Blossom, do you like this kid?"
Yu Qi said in a hurry, "Sister, please don't joke."
The female cultivator in pink skirt said calmly: "I was once in the secret realm of Vast Sea, and I benefited a lot from your master and brother's guidance, so I broke through the realm. At that time, I voluntarily swore, 'I will not meet Changchun Peak in this life'. You hit?"
Her voice was calm and spread like waves. The young cultivator who had participated in the Great Sea Competition had a strange look on his face, but kept his mouth shut, because it was true. For those who have not participated, a discussion broke out again.
The leaders of each faction had to maintain order: "Silence!"
Yu Qishu was stunned: "Is there still such a thing?"
The girl in the pink skirt smiled sweetly: "I wasn't the only one who swore at that time."
She looked around and said loudly, "Do you still remember the oath?"
The discussion in the room was still and silent, and a Mingyuehu disciple said loudly: "Junior Sister Zhao, you remembered it wrong!"
Elder Mingyue Lake's face was gloomy: "Since you admit defeat, why don't you end?"
The female cultivator in the pink skirt also obeyed the rules.
But the next girl in the purple dress to play was the female cultivator of Xiashan. She asked the same question again: "Are you Yu Qishu?"
"It's me." Repeating the previous conversation, Yu Qishu was 10,000 heads.
The girl in the purple skirt stood opposite Yu Qishu, but looked around: "I will not meet Changchun Peak in this life, and I will admit defeat."
The suppressed discussion resounded, more intense than before.
"Senior sister, wait!" Yu Qishu shouted.
The female cultivator ignored him and said to herself, "You guys say that I, Xiashan, are a group of female sects and cannot be considered a sect, so there are six sects, not seven sects in the world. But now, I and other female sects still keep their promises. , you big gentlemen and men, are you going to go back on your word, breaking your oath?"
Many disciples looked at her proudly and subconsciously tilted their heads, not daring to look at her. They also remembered the high-spirited experience in the secret realm of Vast Sea, walking together and fighting the enemy together.
One is the grace of the teacher's education, and the other is the morality of the rivers and lakes. How to choose
Xu Sanshan couldn't understand it, so he couldn't help asking Song Qianyi through voice transmission: "What does it have to do with saving Jing Di by letting Xia Shan do this?"
Song Qianyi stood behind Master Qinghe Zhenren, and did not dare to rashly transmit his voice, so he did not reply.
The new head of Xiashan, Fairy Fu Zhi, has a fierce and strong temperament, and she wants to improve the status of the Xiashan faction. It was hard to find an opportunity to account for the truth and the righteousness, and try to offend Mingyuehu, but also to stand out. With the rise of Mingyue Lake and the decline of Hanshan Mountain, the pattern of the cultivation world is rarely loosened. Otherwise, when the status of Mingyue Lake is stable, how can there be a chance to bring this up again
The female cultivator in the purple skirt took two steps forward and said to Yun Xuzi: "The head is a real man, and that day fellow Daoist Jing Di of the noble faction was the first to swear. If I lied, I might as well ask fellow Daoist Jing Di to come and confront him. As long as he denies it, I will There are no words."
Mingyuehu didn't expect Xiashan to come to this trick at all, and secretly scolded that "the most poisonous Xiashan woman's heart".
In the eyes of the public, Yun Xuzi couldn't embarrass the young female cultivator. It was a loss of majesty, so he had to say solemnly: "Jing Di is in retreat, how do you get out?"
The female cultivator in the purple skirt smiled and said, "I'm afraid that he has a guilty conscience, because he knew about today, so he didn't dare to come out. Is it Jing Di's guilty conscience, or is it the Gui faction's conscience
This remark was disrespectful, but before Yun Xuzi reprimanded and the sage became angry, Fairy Hua Zhi, the head of Xiashan, scolded: "The wicked is presumptuous! The sage is here, and he will deal with things fairly, how can you talk about it?"
Yun Xuzi stared coldly at Fairy Huozhi. But Xiashan has already made sense. If you don't explain it clearly, even if you have a tough attitude today, it will also damage the prestige of the sect. He had no choice but to send a voice to the real person Guiqing: "The sect has cultivated a useful talent, and how much precious resources and time has been spent. Jing Di has not contributed to the sect, and it is a pity that it is abandoned like this. It is better to give him more. The last chance depends on whether he is willing to take it or not. At the moment, I don't think he dares to talk nonsense."
The real person Gui Qing nodded in agreement. In fact, he was impatient with these young people making small noises and making no waves. And at a certain moment just now, he sensed a subtle change in the qi of heaven and earth, and it turned out to be... Ji Xiao's breath! How could it be Ji Xiao? !
He closed his eyes and deduced quickly, ignoring the trivial matters in front of him.
"Then make an exception." Yun Xuzi instructed his disciples, "Go, pass a message to Jing Di, and ask him to come out."
***
The water prison was silent, and several Mingyue Lake disciples opened the stone gate and filed in.
"Senior Brother Jing, now there is a chance, do you want to go out?"
Jing Di was served to freshen up, change into clean clothes, and hold the "ice mirror jade wheel" again. He gently rubbed the hilt of the sword, as if greeting an old friend. The sword murmured in its scabbard, answering him with delight.
"Thank you." He said to the ice mirror jade wheel.
A disciple thought he was talking to himself, so he calmly accepted this thank you: "When you arrive at the conference, you should know what to say and what not to say. Senior Brother Jing, what can't you think of? After going out, listen to Master's words, We are still the same as before. Well, the sword is also returned to you, but don’t say that the sect treats you harshly…”
Jing Di held the sword in his hand and gave him a light look. The disciple was chilled by his gaze, so he unconsciously kept his voice down.
Jing Di knew that it would take a lot of hard work to make this happen. If he didn't want to go out, he would have let down his friends' hard work.
He walked out of the water prison, and the moonlight was very dazzling, and everything seemed like a lifetime.
Approaching with the figure, there were whispers on the bamboo roads of each faction: "Who is that?"
"It seems to be Jingdi... It's really Jingdi!"
Song Qianyi and the other four were shocked.
Jing Di stepped onto the bamboo platform outside the pavilion. His eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were erect. The blue sword coat of Mingyue Lake covered him, empty.
Countless eyes fell on him, some were surprised, or sympathetic, or regretful, or contemptuous, and some even gloated.
How many young disciples have been envious of Jing Di, that person is unrestrained and romantic, calling friends and friends, buying a cellar with thousands of gold, and exchanging swords for wine. But who would have thought of today
The girl in the purple dress settled down and asked, "Senior Brother Jing, on the last day of the secret realm of the vast sea, you swore that you would never meet Changchun Peak in this life, right or not?"
Seeing Jing Di laughing: "Everyone is going through the same experience, why do you need me to tell me? If I say no, is there really no?"
His laughter was hoarse, affecting his heart and lungs, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood, but the more he laughed, the louder he became.
Yun Xuzi frowned: "If I ask you to answer, you answer, what are you laughing at?!"
Jing Di's laughter stopped abruptly, and she said word by word: "I laugh at this fairyland, ruthless and unrighteous; I laugh at the heroes of the world, nothing more than this!"
Everyone was shocked and speechless, but seeing that the man was so thin that only a skeleton was left, he stood proudly and looked at him in all directions.
Yun Xuzi waved his sleeves: "Put him down!"
Song Qianyi thought badly, and tried to rescue Jing Di with great effort, but how could this person seek death by himself! But she also felt that if Jing Di recognized it, it would not be Jing Di anymore.
The two law enforcement disciples were about to escort Jing Di, but they were deterred by his ruthless eyes, and they stood at a distance of thirty feet, not daring to go forward.
"Don't worry about it." Jing Di said coldly, "The body is hairy, and it is inherited from my parents; the swordsmanship and Taoism are inherited from the teacher's door."
The ice mirror jade wheel was suddenly unsheathed, and a loud sword sound rang out, like a cuckoo weeping blood, extremely mournful.
"What do you want to do!" The elder of Mingyue Lake shouted loudly, and the head Yun Xuzi didn't say a word, and a sword qi was sent out first.
Jing Di did not hold the sword for a long time, but his sword was still very fast. Even with a sword in the left hand.
Before the sword qi blocked by Yun Xuzi arrived, Jing Di had already raised his sword and dropped it, a flash of electric light flashed, and a spring of blood spurted out from his right shoulder—
"This right arm with the sword, and this cultivation base, are all returned to the master tonight!"
Jing Di cut off his arm, broke his martial art, and stood in a pool of blood, with his left hand on the ground with his sword.
The blue blood sprinkles the autumn water, and the autumn water makes waves.
Everyone turned their heads away, unable to bear to look anymore.
There was a Buddha who practiced and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, why is this?"
Jing Di's wound couldn't stop bleeding, but she smiled and said, "From today onwards, I will voluntarily leave the sect, no longer use Mingyue swordsmanship, and no longer walk in the world as a disciple of Mingyue Lake."
He raised his left hand, and with a clang, the "Ice Mirror Jade Wheel" streaked across a stream of light, landed desolately, and swept across the pool of blood along with the broken arm.
Jing Di staggered two steps and walked forward.
Many disciples in Mingyue Lake faced a cripple who had lost his cultivation base and was seriously injured, and they subconsciously retreated to make way.
Yun Xuzi held his breath to the extreme, and the resentful look in his eyes flashed away. In a large audience, the disciple has reached such a level that it is not good to kill again, so he has to let him go.
Things happened too fast, everyone was stunned, and suddenly a gentle female voice sounded: "Wait, Senior Brother Jing, I'll see you off!"
Song Qianyi stepped out of the crowd and walked towards Jing Di.
Qinghe Daozun shouted: "This is the clearing door of Mingyue Lake, why are you joining in the fun! Shallow meaning, don't make a fool of yourself."
Many people turned their attention to Pine Wind Valley. He consciously lost his temper, and his voice slowed down: "You come back now, I don't blame you for the teacher."
Behind him, the Songfenggu medical practitioners said in surprise: "Sister Song, what are you doing?" "Sister Song think twice!"
Song Qianyi paused in her footsteps, as if she had made up her mind, turned around and walked back. The Matsukaze Valley medical practitioners breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master." However, Song Qianyi lifted the hem of his clothes and suddenly knelt down: "When I was apprentice, Master said that doctors are benevolent, benevolent, and righteous, and I believe it. I entered Taoism to study medicine at the age of six, and read all the classics of the sages in the valley. I went down the mountain to travel at the age of eighteen. , Why is this world different from what is written in the book and what Master taught?"
Qinghe Zhenren leaned over and tried to help her up, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back and talk about it."
But Song Qianyi refused to get up: "I went to the secret realm of the vast sea, I swear, I saw it. I can't pretend that all this has not happened." Climbing a mountain is a small world. Those who look at the sea are hard to understand, and those who swim in the gate of the saints Hard to say'."
"You..." The expression on Qinghe's face changed, he straightened up, stood still with his head bowed, and looked at her deeply.
The fellow doctor was anxious: "What the hell is Junior Sister Song talking about?"
Song Qianyi raised her head and shed two lines of clear tears.
In front of the world's cultivators, Songfenggu's face was damaged. When the real person of Qinghe heard her words, the expression in his eyes changed, shock, anger, sadness, and even a flash of killing intent, but in the end he was only exhausted: "It's not good to stay.
Song Qianyi stood up and wiped away her tears, and walked towards Jing Di without hesitation.
Seeing this situation, her teammates were all heartbroken.
Liu Jing hesitated: "Master, I..."
The master of Wuyin Temple scolded: "If you want to say, 'It's hard for a person to walk in the door of a saint', and he will kill you with one palm as a teacher, then what kind of saint is Meng Xueli?"
"Disciple dare not. But this time, I have a ghost in my heart."
Guanzhu said coldly: "If you dare to take a step, you will no longer be my disciple of Wuyin Guan, have you thought about it?"
Wuyinguan and Mingyuehu have been friends for many years, and the relationship between the two factions cannot be broken because of one disciple, unless Liu Jing is no longer his disciple.
Liu Jingdao: "In the secret realm of Vast Sea, I can't untie the Absolute Spirit Array that blocks the teleportation array. I know that it is the array that the master clothed. Elder Meng comforted me, saying that I can't untie it now, but one day I will be able to untie it. At that time I don't believe it, but now I believe it."
The watcher looked at the apprentice, as if seeing himself when he was young: "Well said, I'm here, waiting for that day. When you can beat me, go to Wuyin Guan."
"The disciple is gone!" Liu Jing knelt down and kowtowed three times.
At the seat of Beiming Mountain, Xu Sanshan didn't know how to speak. His master's temperament was as rough as his, and he was impatient to be kowtowed: "Get out! Get out of here!"
"Master, take care!" Xu Sanshan shouted, "Jing Di, wait! I'll see you off too!"
Zheng Mu took two steps and looked back at the abbot of Nanling Temple and his fellow disciples.
The abbot said lightly: "Amitabha, go there if you want, and send your friends. The six senses are not pure, and you are concerned about the world. Let's start again next year."
Zheng Mu was overjoyed and said, "Master Xie, Master Xie!"
Song Qian means Jing Di to stop bleeding. Half of Jing Di's body was soaked in blood, and her face was extremely pale, but she smiled.
She supported Jing Di and walked step by step along the bamboo road to the outside of the Mingyue Lake Mountain Gate.
Jing Di hissed: "I didn't expect the five of us to get together again tonight."
Xu Sanshan: "Who is this to blame, only the captain is a scourge!"
Zheng Mu: "Amitabha, evil fate, evil fate."
Liu Jing flipped the array plate: "Where will I go from here, wait for me to count it first!"
Even if you can get out of your body tonight, how will you be diligent in the future, and who will answer the myth? In the past, cultivation resources depended on the sect, but in the future, it will all depend on oneself.
A girl in a green shirt caught up: "The sky is big and the earth is big, so you don't have to worry about nowhere to be home."
There were also several scattered cultivators behind her. Some people said: "The same people are from the end of the world. Why do you know each other when you meet? It's better to join our scattered cultivator alliance."
Song Qianyi was stunned: "Qingdai Alliance Leader?"
The girl in the green shirt nodded: "It's me."
Autumn wind, autumn water, autumn moon, cold and desolate. Jing Di was clearly an outcast, but when he left, he looked like a hero supported by thousands of people. A group of people walked side by side, and the figure disappeared into the vast night.
From beginning to end, Yu Qishu stood blankly, as if reading someone else's story.
What a ridiculous practice world. He didn't know Jing Di, but the blood pool, broken arm, and long sword left by Jing Di were in front of him.
Sister Song chatted with him last night, took his hand, and walked away miserably tonight.
Why
Yu Qishu said, "It's not their fault, why are they leaving?"
He was not very loud. But the cultivator's five senses were keen, and he heard it all.
No one could answer the young man's question.
Yu Qishu thought for a while, but still couldn't understand, so he walked to Huxin Pavilion: "Why?"
Yun Xuzi shouted: "You are presumptuous!"
He couldn't stand this farce any longer. The departure of the few young disciples was a concession to Mingyue Lake by various factions to clear their doors. And Yu Qishu asked again, it was an undisguised provocation.
Peak Master Chongyu did not expect that Yun Xuzi would attack the younger generation and hurriedly use his sword to protect him, but he was a step too late.
Yun Xuzi was only more than ten feet away from Yu Qishu, with a blow of anger, Yuehua made a masterpiece, the sky and the earth changed color, Yu Qishu would definitely die!
The moonlight was so dazzling that Yu Qishu only had time to close his eyes and draw his sword.
He knew that drawing the sword was useless, but he could choose to draw the sword.
The expected severe pain did not happen, Yu Qishu opened her eyes suddenly, only to see two shadows falling from the sky, and said in shock, "Brother Meng! Senior brother!"
Meng Xueli picked up the Mingyue Sword with one shot, and held the spear in his hand before turning around and smiling at him: "It's a coincidence that we meet again."
The author has something to say: The story of young people is not over yet, it is just a temporary exit
The senior group is here!
Mink: Who are you saying is old? ? My Taoist companion is only over two hundred years old! You can still have Saturday!