In today's battle, Deng Jiuling broke through five halls in a row, showing five different kinds of geniuses.
Originally, all the venerables thought that this should be the limit of Deng Jiuling.
Unexpectedly!
What no one had expected was that Deng Jiuling's talent was so high that he actually practiced all the 72nd Route to Dzogchen.
If this were not the case, it would be absolutely impossible for Deng Jiuling to pass on the power and let the woman in red step into the realm of great success.
"Such a flawless Tianjiao, but we personally ruined it."
Venerable Yao, screamed frantically: "Brother Law Enforcement, Brother Xuanbing, could it be... This is the result you want?"
"If Lei Feng doesn't die, it is to participate in the holy war, and our Dalin Temple has a chance to win the championship."
Venerable Fool, sighed with condolences: "But now, our Dalin Temple, I'm afraid we don't even have the qualifications for holy war!"
Jihad!
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the venerables suddenly became extremely ugly.
"Actually, we still have a chance."
Venerable Guanyin said lightly: "Although Hong Wugui's talent is not as good as Comrade Lei Feng."
"But before Lei Feng jumped off the cliff, he taught Hong Wugui the 72nd Road's unique knowledge, and he had the possibility of stepping into the innate."
"Just ask for gold liquid to resurrect Hong Wugui, then she is the saint of my Dalin Temple."
"With Hong Wugui's present talent and excellent martial arts, she will naturally not be a problem to participate in future holy wars."
When the voice fell, the venerables suddenly moved.
"But... how can we be sure that King Shizang will hand over the golden liquid to us?" Venerable Xuanbing said coldly.
"It's very simple. As long as King Shizang knows that Hong Wugui is pregnant with seventy-two ways to learn, he will definitely be moved."
Venerable Guanyin said with a sneer: "As long as we agree to King Shizang, let the lady in red be his daughter."
"Then the crisis that the Shi family is facing now will naturally be solved."
"When I was introduced, King Shizang not only would not blame us, but would thank us!"
The voice fell, and the venerables made a commotion and talked a lot.
The Pure Land of the Bu Clan is the ultimate meaning of Dalin Temple, representing the ultimate strength, mystery and mystery.
But for the Venerable, they and the Pure Land, and all the contact, naturally know some secrets.
Among them, the Shi family faced threats from the Murong family, and their status had reached a precarious point.
All the Venerables know these things.
"Let's leave the innate aside, Yihong Wugui's current martial arts requires only a little special training and it is enough to contend with Murong Feixion!"
Venerable Yao nodded, his eyes were leisurely and fascinated: "Furthermore, Hong Wuhui became the daughter of King Shizang. She is equivalent to the princess of the Shi family."
"This matter is a great thing for both Dalin Temple and the Pure Land Shijia."
"In addition, in the future, Hong Wugui, if he can marry the children of the Shi family, the children he will give birth to will be the future Patriarch of the Shi family!"
Hum!
When the voice fell, many sages felt excited when their eyes lit up.
For a long time, because of the rules of the code, the people of the eight families of the Shi family were not allowed to interfere with the Dalin Temple.
But now, it's different!
If the woman in red wakes up, then she has a dual identity and can walk freely in two places.
As a result, the future Dalin Temple, in this troubled world, will definitely become stronger and stronger.
And the sequelae caused by today's battle will also disappear.
"This matter is a win-win situation for both the Bu family and Dalin Temple."
Venerable Fuhu said in a deep voice: "Dear friends, I beg you, I can save Hong Wugui!"
Boom!
The voice fell, Venerable Fuhu's knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Brother Fuhu, never, get up!"
"Well, that's it!"
In an instant, all the Venerables came over and helped Venerable Fuhu up.
…
The moment Deng Jiuling jumped off the cliff and threw the lady in red.
Mu Wanqing, who had been standing at the foot of the mountain and watching the battle quietly, flashed with pity and intolerance in her eyes.
I don't know why, at this moment, Mu Wanqing's heart suddenly felt a kind of heartache.
"Senior Sister, it's really touching that Lei Feng died for his woman." Ziyi Jiannu's eyes were red, a little moved.
But Tsing Yi Sword Slave cried out: "If any man is willing to do this to me, I must marry her."
"You..." Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly: "Our Xuanbing Palace is too empathetic and must not be moved to any man."
"Similar to this, you can talk about it in front of me, that's all."
"If you go back to Xuanbing Palace, you dare to say so, be careful not to save your life!"
When the voice fell, the second daughter of Ziqing suddenly lost her color and did not dare to speak.
However, what the second daughter didn't know was that their thoughts were in fact Mu Wanqing's thoughts.
"Let's go, now Dalin Temple is an eventful autumn, the deities have a lot to do, we continue to stay here, it has no meaning."
Mu Wanqing sighed slightly, rolled up a fragrant wind, and walked away.
…
To Mu Wanqing, what happened today is a dream, destined to be unforgettable.
And the man of the world gave Mu Wanqing a shock that he could not forget in his life.
So much so... Mu Wanqing went to the bottom of the abyss after leaving Dalin Temple.
…
"Senior Sister, how did you know that there is a way to the bottom of the abyss?" the purple-clothed sword slave who controlled the carriage asked curiously.
"I grew up in Dalin Temple since I was a child, and I often run around the mountains and fields, and I prefer to sneak out and play."
Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, her eyes triumphant: "I discovered this road accidentally, and it has long been deserted now."
"Fortunately, during this period of time, the protective formation of Dalin Temple is temporarily closed."
"Otherwise, even if you find this road, it doesn't make any sense."
The voice fell, and a puddle appeared in front of the three women.
The pool is not bottomed, and bloodstains are faintly appearing on the surface of the water.
"Sister, look... isn't this Lei Feng's clothes?" Qingyi Jian Slave suddenly exclaimed.
"Go and see!" Mu Wanqing turned around and looked at Qingyi Sword Slave.
"Yes." Qingyi Jiannu nodded and jumped into the pool with a puff.
After more than a minute, the Tsing Yi Sword Slave swam to the shore and respectfully said: "Sister, this pool is unfathomable. I dived to a hundred meters below the surface and found a dangerous atmosphere, so I immediately swam up?"
"It seems that in the depths of this pool, there is a great demon sleeping, and you are lucky if you didn't wake it up."
Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, her eyes sadly: "It seems that Comrade Lei Feng is dead."
"Zi Yi, you dig a pit nearby and bury Lei Feng's clothes, so be it."
promise!
When the voice fell, the Ziyi Sword Slave nodded, stimulating the true energy, and instantly slashed out with a sword, cutting a big hole in the ground.
Then, Deng Jiuling's bloody white robe was buried in the pit.
"Sword up!"
Mu Wanqing yelled softly, and a huge boulder instantly rose into the sky, torn apart by a sword.
Boom!
When the boulder fell to the ground, it had turned into a stone monument, standing in front of Deng Jiuling's cloak.
"Lei Feng, although I don't like you very much, I really admire you for your behavior."
Mu Wanqing said lightly: "Today, this palace can't bear your corpse in the wilderness, and set up a tombstone for you."
"I hope... if you are alive in the sky, don't blame this world, and be a good man in the next life."
After speaking, Mu Wanqing's jade fingers flowed, and a line of handwriting was gently inscribed on the tombstone: "The tomb of Comrade Lei Feng, the hero!"
Then, Mu Wanqing moved lightly and stepped onto the carriage.
"Driving..." The purple sword slave flicked his whip, and the carriage turned into streamer and left in an instant.
…
Ma Zuo's Lu Fei quickly smashed the ice and snow of the earth, leaving the Longku Mountain Range all the way.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger.
With the passage of time, even the second girl Ziqing changed into thick clothes.
…
Mu Wanqing walked among the spacious carriages, with a roaring charcoal fire in the center.
Unlike the ice and snow outside, the carriage is warm like spring, and the sky is filled with fire.
At this moment, Mu Wanqing looked at the falling snow outside the window, but her beautiful eyes were full of confusion.
"Master, you once said that none of the men in this world is a good thing, but Lei Feng..."
Recalling Lei Feng's presence in Dalin Temple, the impassioned scenes of one person fighting 10,000 yuan.
I don't know why, in Mu Wanqing's heart.
Like that calm lake, a stone was suddenly dropped, and ripples were suddenly set off.
"Master, is this my disciple... Are you emotional?" Mu Wanqing sighed slightly.
In the eyes of the world, Mu Wanqing is the great-great-granddaughter of Venerable Law Enforcement and the proud disciple of Palace Master Xuanbing.
In the eyes of the talents of the Western Regions, Mu Wanqing was sexy and enchanting, cold and indifferent, like the holiest goddess on the snow-capped mountains.
unfortunately…
What no one knows is that Mu Wanqing's first love had already fallen off when it first appeared.
even!
I am afraid that even Deng Jiuling himself does not know Mu Wanqing's complicated thoughts.
because!
When Mu Wanqing and Deng Jiuling played against each other, they were extremely indifferent and cold.
At that time, in Mu Wanqing's eyes, Deng Jiuling was just a hanging silk.
Unexpectedly!
In front of the goddess, the hanging silk suddenly boiled and turned into a cloud dragon.
At that moment, not only Mu Wanqing, but for many girls in Dalin Temple, it became eternal.
Unfortunately, Deng Jiuling—dead!
Jumping down from such a high cliff and losing all martial arts, how can he not die
…
drive…
The carriage crushed the ice and galloped forward.
The farther you go, the colder the world becomes.
In the end, the whole world is white and nothing else.
In the distance, a continuous glacier leaps forward.
On the glacier, among the silver-clad plains, the majestic palaces are very magnificent in the snow.
"Who is the one coming." A majestic and vigorous sighing voice rolled from a distance.
Zhengbai Palace, Mu Wanqing! "
Wow!
While speaking, Mu Wanqing jade's hands flowed, and the token around her waist volleyed into the sky, bursting with brilliance.
The incredible scene appeared...