In the endless desert of western Xinjiang, a white light suddenly swept down from the sky.
That white light was actually a white crane with vermilion on its head and snow-white body, not even a single snow-white variegation. In the cold moonlight, amidst the endless yellow sand, this white crane swept down from the sky, and suddenly disappeared into the sky like a ghost.
Thousands of miles of yellow sand is still thousands of miles of yellow sand, but where the white crane disappeared, behind the transparent ripples, there are many overlapping pavilions. A large magic circle formed a transparent light curtain to isolate this temple standing in the endless desert from the eyes of the world.
Even if there are travelers and caravans who stray into the depths of the thousands of miles of yellow sand, they will not know that there is such a palace hidden in this place where there is only death and wind and dust.
The white crane that fell from the sky quickly retracted its wings and landed on a pavilion.
A white hand stretched out from the window of the pavilion, and grabbed a piece of jasper jade ring held by the white crane.
The owner of this hand reached out and stroked the jasper jade ring, a layer of faint brilliance emanated from the jade ring, reflecting a line of flowing handwriting.
Just seeing the handwriting on this piece of jade at a glance, the body of the owner of this hand vibrated suddenly, stood up immediately, and said quickly to the two youths in green clothes standing respectfully at the door of the pavilion , "Quickly go and inform the Palace Master and all the elders that there is an important matter, and let them all go to the meeting hall to discuss it!"
The two youths in green shirts nodded without saying anything, and rushed out quickly. And the owner of this hand, holding the jasper jade ring, the young man in the cyan costume didn't stop at all, and immediately turned into a cyan streamer, directly darting into a palace hundreds of feet away. among.
In front of this bronze-colored temple, there is actually a crescent-like quiet lake. Inside the temple, burning ambergris floats in the air like clouds.
The young man in a blue dress frowned slightly, and sat down on a yew wood chair with a solemn face, with his head down, looking at the jade ring in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
Only a moment later, bursts of piercing sounds resounded outside the hall, and seven or eight figures rushed into this bronze-colored whole body, like a temple made of red copper.
"Junior Brother Shen, what are you so anxious about?"
The leader, a man in a purple robe, looked at the young man in a blue dress and asked. The man in the purple robe looked only about thirty years old, and his face was a bit long and narrow, and his figure was a little thin. It stands to reason that such an appearance has nothing to do with the word majesty, and this When a person entered this temple, there was no fluctuation of mana from his body, but from the moment he entered the temple to sitting down naturally, his body naturally exuded a noble and majestic atmosphere.
"Palace Master, Yunmeng is dead."
With hands as white as jade, the young man in a blue dress looked at the man in a purple robe, and exhaled slowly.
"Whose hands did he die in?" A short and fat old man in a dark green robe had a cold light in his eyes, but the expression on his face didn't change much.
"Luobei." Said the young man in a blue suit.
"That scoundrel in Shushan? That junior?!" A square-faced middle-aged man in a black shirt let out a thunderous voice, "He was with people from Kunlun, how could he die in the place of that scoundrel in Shushan? hand?"
"I don't know." The young man in a blue dress shook his head, as if he would never say a word about something he didn't know.
"I haven't been out and about for more than ten years." A tall and straight man in a moon-white gown who looked only in his twenties stood up and sighed slightly, "Let me find out the reason. Then kill that villain from Mount Shu and avenge Junior Brother Yun Mengsheng."
"It might be better for us not to touch that Luobei." The young man in a blue dress shook his head, with a worried look on his brows.
"Senior Brother Shen, why did you say that?" The square-faced middle-aged man in a black shirt sneered, "Why, can't our Dazizai Palace still afford to provoke such a monster?"
The young man in the blue costume shook his head, stretched out his hand, wrapped in the power of true energy, the jade ring in his hand hung in front of everyone, and a line of flowing handwriting flashed on the jade ring again.
"Yunmeng lives and dies, kill Yunmeng's survivor, Luobei, the successor of Luofu."
"What!"
Seeing this line of handwriting, everyone who had just heard that Yunmeng's life and death had not changed, all changed their faces. In fact, although Yun Mengsheng's death shocked them a little, they still felt that they were making a fuss out of a molehill, and there was no need to gather all of them here. But now, they understood why Shen Feirong, who was the calmest among the crowd and most respected by the Palace Master, summoned all the elders of the Great Freedom Palace with such great fanfare.
The successor of Luofu!
How could Luo Bei, the scoundrel from Mount Shu, suddenly become the descendant of Luo Fu? !
Everyone knows what the word Luofu means.
This line of words, like a thunderbolt exploded in the hearts of these people, almost knocking them out of their wits.
"Is this news reliable?"
For a moment, the tall and straight man in a moon-white gown who just stood up couldn't help but took a deep breath and said such a sentence.
The young man in a blue dress didn't answer him. In fact, these people also know the answer in their hearts, and there is no need to answer at all. Over the past few decades, the countless news obtained by the Great Freedom Palace were all provided by the line of Zhao Zhuiyang and Shen Feirong. Zhao Zhuiyang, who was in charge of providing news, was even calmer than Shen Feirong. If it wasn't for 100% accurate news, he wouldn't have passed it back to the Great Freedom Palace. Zhao Zhuiyang is the eyes and ears of the Great Freedom Palace in the world, and the news passed to the Great Freedom Palace in the past few decades has never been wrong.
Everyone even thought now that the reason why Zhao Zhuiyang only sent back this sentence was because Zhao Zhuiyang felt that this sentence was of great importance and extremely urgent, otherwise, he would have definitely told how Yun Mengsheng died in Luoyang. Find out everything in Bei's hands, and then pass the news back.
After a moment of absent-mindedness, all the eyes of the top figures in the Great Freedom Palace were focused on the man in the purple robe with a narrow face.
Because this person whose every move naturally reveals an undisguised majesty and nobility is Chen Qingdi, the owner of the Great Freedom Palace. The Dazizai Palace is the most powerful, the only one who can decide where and where the Dazizai Palace will go.
"Thank you, Junior Brother." Emperor Chen Qing turned his head to look at the tall and straight man in a moon-white gown who had just stood up, nodded slightly and said, "You and Junior Brother Shen should go out of the palace and find out exactly how Yun Mengsheng died there. Luobei's hands. If Qilian Liancheng also knows that he is the descendant of Luofu, he will definitely kill Luobei. When necessary... If Qilian Liancheng can't kill him, you can help Qilian Liancheng's gang... "
"Palace Master!"
Shen Feirong, who had been entwined with deep worry all the time, raised his head suddenly, and looked directly at the most powerful person in Dazizai Palace, who was usually the most convincing person, "Although Luo Fu's deeds must be vengeful, but it is also The grievances and grievances are clear, we don't know the identity of Luo Bei, even if we have offended Luo Fu, Yun Mengsheng is dead, Luo Fu will not pursue it. But if we retaliate, Luo Fu might completely regard us as our own enemy."
"Junior Brother Shen is very true." The people around Shen Feirong also nodded, and they all thought of decades ago, when the Nanuo sect in Yinshan disappeared overnight in the hands of Yuan Tianyi, just like Never disappeared from the world.
"I know that." The look in Chen Qingdi's eyes did not change, he lowered his head slightly, and sighed lightly, "Everyone knows that Luo Fu is an existence that cannot be provoked at all, but now that chaos has arisen, there are Who can be alone? We have to choose to stand on one side, and since I have chosen to stand on one side, then Luofu must be our enemy. Are we not on this side?"
"I also understand what you said." Shen Feirong was silent for a moment, with a flash of light in his eyes, and suddenly asked Chen Qingdi, "It's just that I don't know why you choose Kuang Wuxin instead of Huang Wushen, Palace Master. Among the Golden Immortals, no one will stand on Kuang Wuxin's side, and Qilian Liancheng's current cultivation is no worse than those people, Junior Brother Zhao and I feel that Kuang Wuxin has little chance of winning."
"It's the same reason everyone is afraid of Luo Fu, because Kuang Wuxin has no scruples in acting." Chen Qingdi smiled, "In Huang Wushen's hands, Kunlun is just a very intimidating existence, but Kuang Wuxin is It really turned Kunlun into a terrifying weapon. You can also see what kind of power Kuang Wuxin has in his hands this year, and how advanced his cultivation has been. And since he dared to do this, There must be a way to deal with Qilian Liancheng and Huang Wushen, and most importantly, he has to rely on the strength of our Dazizai Palace. Our Dazizai Palace is an important and indispensable existence for him. Standing on his This side costs less than standing on the other side, and the benefits are more.”
"I know you are also for the Great Freedom Palace, I hope you make the right decision."
Shen Feirong didn't speak anymore, after silently saying this in her heart, Shen Feirong saluted seriously to Emperor Chen Qing, turned around and walked out.
In the bronze-colored hall, Emperor Chen Qing looked at the back of Shen Feirong walking out indifferently, looked at the junior he admired the most, and sighed slightly in his heart, "I hope the decision I made is right. "
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"What! Luobei is the descendant of Luofu!"
Just when Shen Feirong walked out of the bronze-colored hall, many sects also received such news.
The world shook!
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On the top of a mountain that seemed to have been scorched by a raging fire, it was completely scorched black and without a single plant. The unshakable rock-like youth slowly stood up.
During this breath, the entire sky above his head seemed to be swallowed by him. The young man who gave people an extremely firm feeling was the only direct disciple of Huang Wushen, the most outstanding of Kunlun's younger generation, and his prestige in the past two years had already grown. The Qilian city that is so strong that it cannot be stronger!
Standing not far from him, the young man in a blue gown, with a powerful and cold sword intent faintly revealed, was Wentian's disciple Tang Qingxiang.
Compared with when he intercepted and killed Lao Zhaonan that day, Tang Qingxiang's face has become a bit more dusty and mature, and judging from the mana fluctuations and powerful sword intent rippling on his body, the two In the past few years, he seemed to have come out of the shadow of being easily defeated by Lao Zhao Nan with his sword, and both his cultivation base in the sword art and the cultivation base of his true energy had improved a lot.
When Tang Qingxiang was standing quietly, he looked like a mighty weapon, but in front of Qilian City, the sword intent on his body shrank unconsciously.
When facing Qilian Liancheng, Tang Qingxiang never dared to have any arrogance. Instead, he would unconsciously feel a little... inexplicable panic. This feeling, just like the feeling of a courtier facing the king in the world, is a natural feeling of oppression that arises in the heart.
This feeling comes from the power of Qilian City!
Two years ago, Tang Qingxiang didn't feel this way when he was standing opposite Qilian City, but now as long as he was within a hundred feet of Qilian City, Tang Qingxiang felt that he couldn't defeat Qilian City at all.
In the past two years, the speed at which Qilian Liancheng's cultivation base has improved is simply unimaginable. Sometimes Tang Qingxiang couldn't help but wonder, according to the speed at which Qilian Liancheng's cultivation is improving... that person, the person who I bet everything on his side, will still be his in the future opponent.
"Such a person should not exist in this world."
Tang Qingxiang was a little jealous and resentful after saying this in her heart, but turned around and looked at Qilian City with probing eyes, "The news came from Yun Hezi, do you think it will be It's Yun Hezi who is just talking nonsense, thinking that Luo Bei is obviously a disciple of Shushan, so how could he suddenly become a descendant of Luofu."
"It can't be wrong. Yun Hezi must be worried about Luo Fu's revenge, so he spread the news so that Luo Fu's enemies can deal with Luo Bei first." Qi Liancheng looked dozens of miles away, and the Faintly visible, under the thick night, Zhao Yaoshan, shrouded in thick black mist, said.
Although Qi Lian Liancheng had never seen Yun Hezi before, his words accurately expressed Yun Hezi's true intentions!
Looking at the Zhaoyao Mountain in the distance, after a pause, Qi Liancheng took a look at Tang Qingxiang, and then said, "And I have gone to the place where Master Gu Liuyun and the others fought Luobei, only Yun Hezi, Uncle Gu Liuyun, Nan Liyue, Yun Mengsheng, Baidu Shanren, and Naluobei's remaining true energy fluctuations. Naluobei's true energy fluctuations are definitely not Shushan's skills, and there are two different kinds of Qiqiao Mitian * The residual breath of mana fluctuations, as well as the residual breath of the Thunder Gang Qi of the Purple Thunder Breaking God Cone, Luo Bei... It seems that one person has displayed the three elements A completely different technique. Besides Naluofu's technique, what other technique would allow him to perform these three techniques?"
Not allowing Tang Qingxiang to raise any objections, Qilian Liancheng said silently: "Uncle Gu Liuyun died under the combined attack of Baidushanren and Luobei's natal Jianyuan. Baidushanren became famous in southern Xinjiang in his early years, and that Yuan Tianyi has been to this place before. Apart from the fact that Yuan Tianyi once showed great favor to the Baidushan people, and the Baidushan people discovered that Luobei was Yuan Tianyi's disciple, I can't think of Baidushan people who would not spare their lives. The second reason is to help Luobei deal with Uncle Gu Liuyun and the others."
Tang Qingxiang took a deep breath and nodded. Things have come to such a point, if he says that Luo Bei is not Luo Fu's disciple, it will only make Qi Lian Liancheng suspicious of him. After nodding his head, Tang Qingxiang asked Qilian Liancheng, who had been sitting on this mountain for two years and only stood up today, "Then have you found his whereabouts?"
"After ten days, I will kill him." Qi Lian Liancheng replied.
"Ten days later?"
Qilian Liancheng's words were very flat, without much emotional fluctuation, but when they fell into Tang Qingxiang's ears, Tang Qingxiang's breathing froze all of a sudden, and her body froze uncontrollably.
It suddenly occurred to him that Qilian Liancheng was guarding Lao Zhaonan outside the Zhaoyao Mountain for two years and had never left, but he said he had seen it at the place where Gu Liuyun and Luo Bei fought... In an instant, Tang Qingxiang suddenly realized that Qi Lian Liancheng...had practiced the Dao Ru Tian Jue to the point of being distracted.
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(Today’s update is only one update, but the number of words is not bad. The editor-in-chief of Zongheng has come to Wuxi, and I have been discussing the next outline and framework issues with me in the past two days, so I feel at ease if I can keep updating these two days Qilian Liancheng's distraction will be introduced later, it is an extremely powerful hope and tracking technique in Dao Rutian Jue. It can only be used once in ten days, but this is a trick that can only be used when one has cultivated to the realm of Nascent Soul Dacheng... Therefore, the current cultivation base of Qilian City is actually on the same level as the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun A level line, even slightly higher than one or two of them... .)