"You are saying this kind of stupid thing again. People are constantly changing. If they remain the same, then they are not people. You should have been my strongest arm, but it's just a difference in thought." Ji Xuanri's face It is full of regrets.
"It's not just a difference in thought, but a different way." Hua Chengzan shook his head.
"Finally, I know I can't convince you, and I don't intend to punish you. After all, you are still the brother I admire the most. But after all, you have to make up for the misfortune you cause. Don’t forget, Li Qingshan is dead to you. In his hands, he could have stood shoulder to shoulder with us."
Ji Xuanri stood up and said to the palace owner and concubine Ming: "I will go to see the father!"
"Master, everything may not be as you expected!"
When Ji Xuanri was about to step out of the hall, he heard the voice of Hua Chengzan, frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced, smiled, stepping out of the hall, the education he had received since childhood is to control everything In the hands, even if there are some accidents, it is nothing more than a little surprise in life.
The Tibetan Sword Palace Master waved a sword and pointed it at the center of Hua Chengzan's eyebrows.
Hua Chengzan was shocked, feeling that the last bit of thought was sinking, being swallowed by the sword intent, staring deeply at the Palace Master of the Hidden Sword, intermittently saying: "The Palace Master wants to...use the sword to control people... but knows... I... Is it also... under the control of the sword?"
"Human sword is just one, it doesn't matter who controls who." The Palace Master of Hidden Sword said calmly, withdrawing his sword fingers.
Hua Chengchan fell to the ground, motionless.
Concubine Ming frowned and said, "I didn't expect such a mistake to happen!"
The Palace Master of Hidden Sword said: "This son is not from Jian Xiu's background, and he is extremely clever. It's no surprise that he can hide from our eyes, but it's still a difference in the end. He only left one Qingming, otherwise he could quietly pass it on to Li Qingshan. ."
Concubine Ming said: "It's a pity that the three thousand sword poses."
"We are asking for more than these three thousand sword styles. All in all, let's eliminate this hidden danger first!"
"Very simple." Concubine Ming sneered slightly, her eyes flashing cold.
Hua Chengzan slowly got up from the ground, shook his head vigorously, and said apologetically: "Chengzan is convicted!"
"It's good to be guilty."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There was a melodious bell from outside the hall, and the celebration of the king was about to begin.
Practitioners walked out of the side hall around the Daxiong Hall in twos and threes.
Concubine Ming and Concubine You found each other almost at the same time, their eyes exchanged, both with undisguised hostility.
Palace Master Hidden Sword and Sect Master Xuanyin stood behind them, staring at each other coldly.
Tianlong Temple deliberately separated the Xuanyin Sect and the Tibetan Sword Palace to avoid any disputes, but it is inevitable that there will be a time to meet in the end.
"A few fellow daoists, please come in! The celebration will begin soon."
The unangered monk smiled and invited, seeing Hua Chengzan behind the Palace Master of Hidden Sword, and he was a little strange. He hadn't seen this person just now, but he didn't take it too seriously.
In this big Foshan, no matter which side has to give the Tianlong Temple face, the palace master of the hidden sword and the master of Xuanyin stepped into the palace separately.
Soon, all the invited monks came to the Daxiong Hall. The number was not very large. There were only a dozen or twenty people. They spoke quietly, and even communicated directly with divine thoughts, which set off the emptiness and quietness of this majestic hall. This makes this king's celebration not very lively, but rather looks very solemn.
However, none of these people was not a great monk who had survived three times of tribulations, and almost gathered the powerhouses of the entire Qingzhou cultivation path.
The four monks of Tianlong Temple serve as the host to welcome guests. The four great monks of the Tibetan Sword Palace and the Xuanyin Sect each live in a corner of the main hall, exuding an icy atmosphere. Others do not take the initiative to talk to them, and they also Never talk to others.
Unlike Wuzhou, all major monks from Qingzhou sects did not leave these three sects.
In addition, there are the great masters of a hundred schools, Confucianism, Taoism, law and ink, and there are many people, who are the most numerous, and they are whispering:
"I heard that the unanimous monk is less than a hundred years old? Really young!" "I heard that she may not even be fifty years old." "It's incredible. There have been no such figures in the world for many years. I want to come to the reincarnation of a deity!" "By the way, didn't Qinghe Mansion have a reincarnation of a deity a few years ago?" "Don't mention it, it has fallen."
Yue Wuyang stood with his arms folded, his face was blue, and he didn't say a word.
Jin Fugui smiled and asked, "Lao Yue, who are you mad at?"
Yue Wuyang glanced at the golden eagle leader, "You are still such a good thing!"
Jin Fugui laughed and didn't get angry: "I am caring about my old friends. How can I say that it is a good thing? If you always have such a strong temper, I'm afraid you will not survive a thousand years."
"If you can't survive, I'll go to Shura Road, if you can't survive, then go to hell!"
"Okay, okay, come and listen, the big deal is that we will work together to help you out of this nasty breath!"
"Do you know Li Qingshan?" Yue Wuyang thought for a while.
"Of course, he was still my subordinate!" Jin Fugui was very impressed by Li Qingshan.
"That kid has already tricked me twice!" Yue Wuyang gritted his teeth and said, he was released by Li Qingshan again.
On that day, Li Qingshan went to listen to the Zen Mind Conference, and Yue Wuyang didn't want to wait in Dafoshan, so he arranged to wait for the Zen Mind Conference and meet again at the General’s Mansion, preparing to launch the decoy plan to deal with the Flying Locust King, but Zen Many days have passed since the Mind Fa Conference, and Yue Wuyang waited and waited, but he didn't see Li Qingshan's shadow, and he was almost mad.
The military strategist pays attention to a military order like a mountain, "If he is a strategist's disciple, I must kill him!" Yue Wuyang gritted his teeth and said, provided that if it can be done.
Actually, it’s no wonder Li Qingshan didn’t take General Yue to heart. Xiaoan had a new and more perfect plan. He no longer wanted to be foolish as a bait. He planned to go with Yue Wuyang after drawing his sword in the Tibetan Sword Palace. After a while, these many changes happened in the middle, and they were completely forgotten.
Jin Fugui laughed as he heard it, and glanced at the unangered monk not far away: "You can teach him when the unangered monk is not with him, or I will help you teach him, anyway. I am the eagle and wolf guard."
Yue Wuyang said: "You? You may not be able to teach him now."
"Huh?" Jin Fugui didn't think that there was any problem in teaching a younger generation, nor was he not the kind of prudent person.
"He has already survived three days of tribulation. Prince Siqing was killed from Longzhou and almost died in his hands. Why are you teaching him!" Yue Wuyang hesitated for a while, still did not hold back his anger.
"What did you say?"