"The lord of the hill approves Jiang Keqing's words, just as he said, one hour later, I hope the situation is settled."
The Lord of the Ridge spoke.
The old monsters were startled, and subconsciously looked at the leaders of the various factions.
The first elder and the second elder exchanged glances and approved my actions one after another, and the big guy had no opinion.
"If the Big Three can decide what they want, but they have a meeting? It's just that the Big Three don't want to take responsibility."
Secretly, I nodded, turned and walked outside the hall.
"Come on, invite Jiang Keqing to see Qianxiang Daoting's head teacher, and follow Jiang Keqing's instructions. Don't be negligent."
"Yes, Lord of the Ridge."
Someone responded, and then Elder Nalan stretched out his hand.
"There is Elder Launalan." I was polite, followed him, and walked back around the Dragon and Tiger Hall.
It seems that the head of the Qianxiang Taoist Temple is imprisoned in the depths of this island.
Soon after, Zhenwu Pavilion appeared in front of him.
Surrounded by greenery, Zhenwu Pavilion with a small building volume looks quiet and solemn.
As soon as Elder Nalan and I approached this place, a dozen core disciples of the Great Magic Mountain were transferred from a secluded place and asked us about their coming after giving salutes. We heard that the Lord of the Ling told us to let them go.
Elder Nalan led me into Zhenwu Pavilion, facing the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.
In front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu is a huge incense burner with high incense, and a futon in front of the furnace, on which sits an old Taoist with a pale face.
Hearing the movement, Lao Dao opened his eyes and looked at it. In an instant, I felt that my eyes seemed to have become a bottomless pit. If it weren't for the firmness of my mind, I was afraid that I would lose it directly
His heart was stunned, and he hurriedly ran the profound arts a few times, only then did he expel the strange feelings, and then looked over and found that the opponent's eyes were no different from normal people.
"Awesome, unfathomable."
I muttered in my heart.
Of course, Lao Dao is the contemporary head teacher of the Qianxiang Dao Ting. When he was fighting with Lingzhu, I could see clearly, and basically did not lose the wind. In him, I seemed to see the style of the miniature worldview master.
If it weren't for the great elder and the second elder to converge together to besiege the ridge master, don't even want to let go of this world's top giant.
This method is indeed a bit invincible, but in order to maximize the protection
Remaining vitality, the Great Magic Ridge had to adopt a strategy of hitting more and less.
Otherwise, the old brother Lingzhu would be seriously injured even if he desperately won the instructor.
"Master Qiu, this is Jiang Du. I want you to be very familiar with him. Next, I will give you time to speak alone."
Elder Nalan, who had put on the Demon King's mask long before entering here, said casually, nodded to me, and then slowly backed out.
A dozen or so prohibitions were dropped, completely isolating this place.
Elder Nalan is very acquainted, and I admire him better.
The old Taoist sat there cross-legged, but in fact he couldn't move at all. At least a hundred bans were placed on his body, his mana could not work, his body could not move, except that his eyes could move and his mouth could speak, he did all other movements. Does not come out.
"Immeasurable life, please sit down, Master Jiang."
The old man opened his mouth to speak.
He is in good spirits, although his face is ugly, but he is not in despair.
I found a futon and sat down, face to face with him, about three meters away.
"The patriarch's surname is Qiu?"
I asked casually.
In the past, he didn't know the name and surname of the leader, or even his name. Fang Wai always referred to him as the leader of Qianxiang Daoting. No one seemed to call his name.
"That's right, the poor Taoist family is surnamed Qiu. Not many people know this. The one who knows just now. Obviously, he has collected a lot of information about the poor Tao. Although he wears a mask, the Demon King's mask is too obvious. It is a big magical demon. Ridge?"
Master Qiu replied very bachelor's, followed by mentioning the Great Magic Mountain.
I nodded and said seriously: "Re-introduce myself. I am Jiang Du, the owner of Fangnei Gymnasium, and concurrently serving as a tour patrol in the prefecture. Recently, I was hired as a guest of Da Huan Mo Ling.
In the name of visiting the laymen in the cemetery, you entered the Qianxiang Taoist altar, made hands and feet on your guardian formation, opened a back door, and let the great magical mountain master in. What happened later, You know, so I won’t go into details. "
"Sure enough, it was a good thing done by the master Jiang Guan, as I expected it to be poor."
Master Qiu didn't seem to be surprised at all, so he took the sentence indifferently.
"Doesn't the master hate me?" I was a little surprised.
"Poor Dao is a cultivator, abandoning seven emotions and six desires, how can there be any hatred
Hate it? The mystery of this sect is endless, and Master Jiang can do tricks on it, which surprised the poor Tao, but this is Master Jiang’s ability! We were not unjustly defeated.
The Qianxiang Taoist court has been indulging in peace for too long to cause such a catastrophe. It is the fault of the poor Tao. Only one death can apologize to the ancestors. Unfortunately, the Qianxiang Taoist court that has been passed down for countless years was destroyed once, and the poor Tao has serious sins. . "
Having said this, he slowly closed his eyes, his whole body exuding lifelessness, desperately wanting to die.
What I heard was frowning. This kind of old stubbornness is really a headache. I only know that he follows the natural and has no face at all. I know that the head teacher is a pursuit of heaven. Once these ruthless people recognize a certain belief, It's really hard to look back.
Isn't it any wonder that Lingzhu didn't get any results in front of him? The tiger is really biting the hedgehog, and there is no place for it.
It’s so difficult to despair. If it weren’t for the cemetery to point out the key, I wouldn’t have the slightest confidence in him. This man is totally indifferent to everything, he doesn’t care about his own lives, let alone the lives of ordinary people. Such talents are really good. It's cold-blooded and ruthless!
"What a decent person who walks for the sky, a joke."
I sneered secretly, I sorted out my language, and said softly: "Master Qiu teaches you to admire the realm beyond the supernatural. You don't care about your own lives, but the lives of thousands of people in the Qianxiang Dao court, are you not at all? care?"
Master Qiu opened his eyes when he heard this, and said indifferently: "Is there a way to survive in the hands of the infamous Great Magic Mountain? I know that you are here on behalf of the Great Magic Mountain, but I have to say something, since ancient times. There is no balance between right and evil. Either the Great Magic Ridge will kill the Qianxiang Daoyuan up and down, or it will release us collectively, and want to return to the poor Dao. That is a foolish dream!
Master Jiang doesn’t need to waste time. You should go back soon. Bring the words of Pan Dao to your Ling Master. He will issue a killing order. There is no fear of death in the Qianxiang Dao Court, but it’s a return to nature. Embrace, the poor way is fearless.
Also, if you do many unrighteous acts, you will die. Please bring this along with you. "
Master Qiu's speech became more intense.
"Absurd!" I couldn't help but exclaimed. "
"Where is the ridiculous poor way? Please enlighten me!"
Master Qiu didn't get angry, and he was really self-cultivating.
(End of this chapter)