I am very interested in the final appendix, just like the second elders of Dazhugan and they are interested in the ultimate psychic method of the Great Magic Mountain. This thing is 50 steps, don’t laugh, and there is only one choice. .
This is true for me, and the same is true for Qiu Zhangjiao.
"As the head teacher said, I will invite the other elders of the Qianxiangdao Court to come over."
Get up, leave this sentence to Master Qiu, turn around and walk out of Zhenwu Pavilion.
Elder Nalan was guarding outside and looked over when he heard footsteps.
"It's more than half done, but the other elders of the Qianxiangdao Court need to be escorted over. They need to discuss it before making a final decision."
As soon as I said this, Elder Nalan's eyes uncontrollably gave birth to ecstasy.
"Jiang Keqing, you are really a god. How do you convince the old stubborn one? Unbelievable."
Elder Nalan has mosquito coils in his eyes.
I waved my hand and didn’t say much. He smiled bitterly, stopped asking, turned and walked outside, saying: “In ten minutes, the elders of the Qianxiang Dao Ting will be reunited in Zhenwu Pavilion. They have to thank Jiang Keqing. Otherwise, you might have to accompany the pedantic old man Qiu Zhangjiao to death, hahaha."
He is in a very good mood.
I hugged my knees and sat on the stairs. Under the calm surface, I felt so excited that I couldn't restrain myself.
Volumes one to four of Miscellaneous Spells and Magic Theory seem to be beckoning to me. What kind of big opportunity is this? Didn't expect to be sent to me in this form? At the moment, I still feel a little confused.
"Fate sisters have favored me once, not bad."
It took several minutes to stabilize the mood.
It didn't take more than ten minutes. A group of old antiques from Qianxiang Daoyuan who were sealed and maintained a fixed movement form were carried into Zhenwu Pavilion one by one by the disciples of the Great Magic Mountain.
They didn't know what was going on, they closed their mouths one by one, their eyes were determined and determined, and they looked like death at home, afraid that they thought the Great Magic Mountain would kill them collectively
Really save the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!
Although Da Huan Mo Ling is an evil faction, it is not so bloodthirsty. On the contrary, it is the cemetery laymen of their sect, who secretly do not know how many innocent creatures have been harmed
I noticed one of the old Taoist priests.
This old guy has white hair and transparent beard.
Attention, more like a professional magic stick than Mr. Liu.
Although he followed the natural way and didn't keep his face, despite his own aging to such a degree, I still recognized him at a glance.
The reason is simple. In the Nine Lives Closed Loop Incident, after Hitomi became the master of Yinshan Pavilion, he fought against this one. As the invisible assistant Hitomi, I had seen the top battle with my own eyes. How could I not be impressed?
The master sister of this guy is Liu Meihe, who has been measuring the sword, and the complicated relationship between them has deepened my impression.
In the future, there is bound to be a reconciliation between the measurement of the sword and the former head teacher of the Qianxiang Taoist court.
However, this is not my business, it is a matter of measuring oneself, and outsiders should not follow along.
Dozens of Da Neng were moved into Zhenwu Pavilion, and Elder Nalan signaled that the heads were all together, and I walked in slowly.
The old guys were completely sealed, they could only move their eyes and hear the footsteps, they all tried to move their eyes to look towards me, their eyes full of hatred.
They are all human beings. The sudden fall of the Qianxiang Dao Ting must have something to do with my guest. They can guess it without the instruction of the Qian Xiang Dao Ting. It's nothing more than guessing how I did my hands and feet.
After entering the Zhenwu Hall, I sneered a few times, snapped a few fingers, and then dropped the restraint again. Only then did I find a place to sit on the futon, look at the Qiu Master, who has a complicated eye, and said in a dark voice, "Teacher. My lord, it's getting late, you should talk to them about the details."
"What details?"
It was the former head teacher who asked questions, but I ignored him.
"Cough cough!" Master Qiu coughed awkwardly. The previous master understood, and he closed his mouth.
"Everyone, this is the master of Jiang Du Pavilion. He has another identity. He is the guest of the Great Magic Mountain. Not long ago, he took the opportunity of visiting the Great Elder of the cemetery to enter the General Altar of the Qianxiang Taoist Temple, and then..."
The head teacher of Qianxiang Dao Ting told the power of the present about what I had done.
A group of old monsters hummed coldly, and the fierce light was revealed as the eyeballs turned.
"Big guy, don't get excited. The reason for calling you here is not to condemn Hall Master Jiang, but..."
Master Qiu continued, when he mentioned Dharma
When the second volume of Shushu was in my hands, everyone's complexion changed. They were excited, excited, shocked, and puzzled. I don't know how many emotions exploded in their hearts? But in the final analysis, only surprises remain.
The time for the Qianxiang Daoyuan to search for the second volume can be calculated from the ancient times. God knows how many tens of thousands of years
As heirs, although they inherited the wishes of their predecessors and never gave up their hopes, to be honest, they all felt extremely depressed, and the feeling that they could not fulfill the wishes of the ancestors even with their life's efforts is the knot of the hearts of the core masters of the Qianxiang Taoist Temple. .
I thought it was a dead knot, but I don't want to tell them today that the dead knot has become alive
It is self-evident how irritating this message is.
To them, the shock was like being struck by a thunderbolt in the blue sky.
"What are the requirements of the Great Magic Mountain?"
The former head teacher recovered his calm as soon as possible, and asked in a deep voice.
Master Qiu looked at me.
I chuckled lightly and spoke up, repeating the relevant clauses, and adding one more thing, saying that the many branches of the Qianxiangdao Court, the Great Magic Mountain, are not interested, but the soul stone ore veins controlled by the Qianxiangdao Court are more than 90% worth. Delivered to the hands of Da Huan Mo Ling, the remaining 10% can be regarded as a gift. After all, Da Huan Mo Ling is not used to rushing to kill.
When these words fell, all the old monsters stared at me with extremely angry eyes.
"It's too much. The Great Magic Ridge will not only enslave us for ten years, but also occupy the main altar of the Qianxiang Taoist court that has been passed down for countless generations. It must also annex more than 90% of the soul stone veins? This is the rhythm of destroying the door!"
The former head teacher was furious.
"This kind of evil way is really unpopular, not to mention the seizure of the main altar of the sect, but also to occupy more than 90% of the soul stone mine. Why doesn't Master Sanqing drop the thunder wrath and destroy the demons like you?"
"Listen to what this kid is talking about? It is a manifestation of no father, no mother and no education! The existence of this kind of scum is an insult to the heavens and the earth! Returning to the underground palace, after the underground palace knows what you have done Isn't it strange if you don't confine the ghosts of the eight generations of your ancestors to flogging?"
"Sixth Sister, what you scolded is really hateful. This gang colluded with the Demon Ridge thieves and subverted the Qianxiang Dao Ting. The crime deserves death."
There were scolding everywhere in the field, and they all attacked me.
The question is, did these old clappers make a mistake? Was I frightened
(End of this chapter)