Ye Qingxuan's state at this time can be described as "seeing that the five aggregates are all empty", which is the Taoist mental fasting, sitting and forgetting, and even transcended this state.
A wisp of essence and blood turned into Qi, rushed out of Baihui, and instantly merged with the body of the dragon formed by the stellar energy. Ye Qingxuan's consciousness was clear in an instant, and a sense of boundless refreshment came to his body. When he opened his eyes, In the blink of an eye, I realized that I had become that divine dragon, my mind wandered, and my body took off as soon as my mind moved, and my heart was full of indescribable joy, which made people suddenly realize.
"It's alright, don't waste your mental strength." Chu Ling's faint voice sounded in Ye Qingxuan's ears.
Ye Qingxuan's body trembled, and his eyes opened again, but his consciousness had returned to his body, and the divine dragon formed by the stellar energy in front of his eyes swirled around and flew around, and he was swayed by him, and went straight into his body.
His body, which was originally a little deficient in qi, immediately seemed to have taken more than 20 small blue pills, full of qi and blood, and full of energy.
Chu Lingxu was the first to recover, looked at Ye Qingxuan who was still breathing with his eyes closed, and smiled faintly, the snow-white him seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke, floated in front of the door, and left the secret room.
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boom!
"hateful!"
With a roar, another sandalwood coffee table was shattered into pieces under Peng Junchen's palm, but this time it involved a severe pain in the broken right wrist, and at the same time, a piece of blood soaked out of the bandage just wrapped, making him While frowning, the anger couldn't help but increase by three points.
Helian Zhixiong next to him also frowned, and asked, "Master Daoist, are you sure you saw Xiao Bugan? He hasn't appeared in Jianghu for so long, why did he suddenly appear here? And he even took refuge in Sansheng Island... "
Rueqing Taoist nodded firmly, and said: "Although his appearance has changed greatly, I can be sure that he is Xiao Bugan. It's just that I can't figure out what happened to him back then, so that he was allowed to die during this period of time. With such a great internal change, it should be said that with his skill, he will never be so old."
Peng Junchen opened his mouth and scolded: "Hey, look at his distressed feelings, what else can it be except women? These righteous people, what kind of love and love do they believe in? They look like idiots, how can we see it clearly like we saints? ?”
Peng Junchen scolded happily, but Lin Shouzhen who was next to him couldn't hear it, and his face was frosty for a while. Chang Fugui, who was pale next to him, had a smirk on his face, and firmly held Lin Shouzhen's left hand.
There are more than ten people present, about half of them are gangsters who have taken refuge in the Demon Sect, including local underworld forces such as Qionghua Society. Take it away, why do we still hold this banquet, isn't it just arousing ridicule?"
The rest of the people were also talking about it, and they all felt that this banquet should not be held again.
Daoist Rueqing stretched out his hand to stop everyone's discussion, and said loudly: "We will do it, the banquet must be held! But the theme of the banquet must be changed. It is no longer a thank-you banquet, but a denunciation banquet..."
"Condemn Sansheng Island!?" Everyone seemed to understand Rueqing's intentions.
And Jueqing chuckled, and said: "Not only are you condemning Sansheng Island, but you are also condemning the Kunwu faction. It is said that they colluded with each other, returned it on the surface, and stabbed a knife in the back. More than half of you here are big men from Shuzhou. With you to testify, Our words are the truth here, even if the Kunwu faction jumps into the big river, it will never be washed away..."
Everyone was talking again.
Some of them asked: "Then what should Han Zhenzi and Mr. Tang Er do? We swore in front of them that we would never trouble the Kunwu faction and others..."
Taoist Rueqing replied: "Don't worry, if everyone agrees that Kunwu sent Erfan Er, the two of them can't blame us."
Yan Sihai frowned, and asked: "What if the people from the Kunwu faction don't fall for it? Or they deny it..."
Taoist Rueqing looked back at Peng Junchen and the others, and the members of the demon sects all sneered, and said, "Don't worry, we guarantee that they will accept the move, and they want to compete with us angrily."
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It had just cleared up.
A heavy rain last night made the whole world cool and fresh.
The sun has not yet reached the middle, and there are still two hours before noon.
Outside the secret room, Mei Yinxue, Meng Yuanyun and Nie Xingxie waited quietly.
But the most anxious person on her face was Meng Yuanyun. Mei Yinxue's indifferent demeanor like a cold plum and proud snow made people see nothing but calmness, but Chu Lingxu knew that when she was worried about Ye Qingxuan, she would be more impulsive than Meng Yuanyun. But at this moment, her heart was full of trust in Ye Qingxuan.
As for Nie Xingxie, it seemed that Meng Yuanyun forced him to come here, and he was still wiping his long sword in a neutral manner. [Youlong Wuya Sword] is indeed a rare good sword in the world, but even if he still has his original rusty sword in his hand at this time, I'm afraid he will be like this, constantly cleaning it day and night.
What he wiped was his own sword heart, and at the same time he was practicing kung fu.
Personally, Chu Lingxu likes Nie Xingxie better, because he is a real swordsman, just like himself, with enough understanding and willingness to work hard. Meng Yuanyun's talent is also very amazing, and he can work hard because it is too easy insufficient.
As for Snow Song...
She is also talented and has enough hard work, but... a woman is too strong and carries too many burdens, which may not be a kind of happiness.
As soon as Chu Lingxu appeared, the three pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time. The emotion in his eyes revealed that he couldn't help but feel a little happy for his little apprentice.
Nodding slightly, the three of them couldn't help but spread their smiles.
"Chu Daochang, how long will it take for the leaves?" Meng Yuanyun couldn't help asking.
Chu Lingxu replied lightly: "It will take at least three more days." Then he turned to Mei Yinxue and said, "In these days, I will trouble Miss Mei to take care of the little disciple."
Mei Yinxue frowned slightly, and asked in an elegant voice, "What does the Taoist priest mean..."
Chu Lingxu put his hands behind his back, looked at the swallows playing in the sky, and sighed: "In three months, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon will be full...After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be the Double Ninth Festival..."
Double Ninth Festival, September 9th, outside Luodu, Zijin Mountain.
The sword god versus the devil emperor, the battle between gods and demons, pay attention to the rise and fall of the entire martial arts...
Meng Yuanyun and Nie Xingxie's hearts tightened, they looked at each other suspiciously, and then stared at Chu Lingxu closely.
"Time waits for no one. Since the disciples are working so hard, it's outrageous for me as a master to always hide behind the scenes, isn't it?"
Hearing that Chu Lingxu was about to make a move, Meng Yuanyun, who was a good thing, was overjoyed immediately: "What is Daoist Chu planning to do?"
Chu Lingxu said two words lightly: "Go to the banquet."
go to dinner!
Three days ago, Peng Junchen and others who were delighted to get the fragments of "The Picture of Wild Beasts" loudly extended an invitation to all the martial arts people present, and they will hold a banquet at the "Qingyang Pavilion" in Chengdu Mansion to thank the heroes of Shuzhou for their help .
Three days later, the banquet remained the same and was not cancelled.
This is so lively, how can we not go
And at this moment, Peng Junchen and the others lost all the treasures in their hands, and pointed all the blame at the unlucky Shuai Tianfan. How could one not watch this good show
At this time, there was a sound of messy footsteps outside, and everyone looked at the door suspiciously. The door was knocked open, and Guibie broke in with an angry look, and directly shouted: "Master Patriarch, something happened!"
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When Chu Lingxu and the others arrived, the scene had already been firmly sealed off by the people from the Tang Sect and Shushan Sword League Fengzhushan, but their arrival still caused a commotion, and even made people clearly feel the deep hostility .
The disciples of the Tang Sect who originally wanted to stop everyone changed their expression after seeing Gui Biesheng again. Thinking of this guy and Ye Qingxuan's riots at the beginning, they hurriedly tried to stop them, and asked people to rush to invite the person in charge of the Tang Sect to come out.
After a while, Tang Rou came out from inside, and respectfully invited Chu Lingxu and the others to enter.
Tang Rou deliberately didn't look at the winking Meng Yuanyun, but explained to Chu Lingxu as she walked, "Your faction already has disciples among them, but there was some conflict with the people from Fengzhushan. up."
"What? You locked up the pillar? Why?" Gui Biesheng was furious.
Chu Lingxu and the others frowned in unison, not understanding why the two sides had a conflict, and they wanted the disciples of the Guan Kunwu faction.
Tang Rou replied lightly: "You will know when we meet..."
Gui Biesheng wanted to yell at him, but Chu Lingxu glared at him, so he was too frightened to speak.
"Miss Tang, please—"
When Tang Rou brought Chu Lingxu and the others to the scene of the accident, everyone's hearts felt like a flame was about to burst out.
The sub-helm of the "Yang Wei Escort" in Chengdu Mansion was also the place where Mr. Sheng stopped, and it became a sea of blood.
The backyard of the sub-helm is the home of Mr. Sheng's apprentice and his son-in-law "Piercing Cloud Leopard" Pan Xiong.
But at this time, no matter adults or children, together with the escorts, almost two hundred people were all killed.
The corpses stretched from the front hall to the backyard. Everyone was killed by one blow, and died cleanly.
Mr. Sheng Jing'an died on the bright hall with a horrified expression on his face. There were only two fatal wounds on his body. The opponent first pierced his chest with a sword, and then nailed him to the wall with another sword. On the wall, only a sword hilt remained outside.
Fang Yuanshan, who was staying overnight, and his nephew were also dead on the spot.
Fang Yuanshan's sternum was completely shattered, and his fists were clenched tightly. It seemed that he was blown away by someone with a heavy hand, and he died suddenly.
All the way through the gate and courtyard, Nie Xingxie didn't say a word. When he arrived here, he whispered in Chu Lingxu's ear: "Master Daoist, except for Fang Yuanshan, all of them were killed by the sword."
Chu Lingxu remained expressionless, and asked lightly, "How many people are the murderers?"
"The incident happened so suddenly that there was no news from the outside world. It is necessary to kill everyone here within ten minutes. At the same time, including Sheng Jing'an, Fang Yuanshan and Pan Xiong, three inborn masters. To do this, at least there must be There are about five Void Returning Realm masters, and about twenty people are needed to deal with ordinary troopers..."