When the Holy Mountain was in chaos, the internal sects on the other side had already been making a mess of porridge.
In Tianjianzong, Bai Fuchen hurried to Nanshan with the news sent by Ran Shu.
As the first disciple of the new generation to enter the sect, he knows the reason for the grandeur of the Heavenly Sword Sect better than anyone else, and for this reason, even after Patriarch Xuanhua withdrew from the matter, the Heavenly Sword Sect secretly intervened It's all run by him. Knowing that Ran Yan was alive, he knew that this was something he couldn't make up his mind on alone, so he rushed to Nanshan to find Xuanhua.
However, after learning from Daotong that Xuanhua was not there, he could only transfer to the place of Elder Nanning.
Nanning, Bei'an, and Dongzi are all monks in the late Mahayana period, and they are only one step away from breaking through the catastrophe. Except for Qin Zichen, there are a total of one monk in the Tianjian sect, five in the Mahayana period, seven in the fusion period, and eleven out of the tribulation period. A monk. Except for the seven peak masters who are in charge outside, these high-ranking monks are generally in Nanshan.
After Bai Fuchen informed Nanning of the news of Ran Yan's rebirth, Nanning immediately summoned the Nanshan monks, and after hastily explaining the situation, Nanning looked at Bei'an: "What do you think, Junior Brother?"
"Ran Yan is reborn, and he still remembers the past. I'm afraid we can't hide what happened back then." Beian sighed, and then said: "However, now that the evil spirit is raging, according to the information I got here, there is no grass growing in Cangzhou. , the monks moved out one after another, and Penglai has also fallen. Although it is not as desolate as Cangzhou, it is indeed no longer suitable for monks to practice. In addition, Taoism, Zen and other major sects are affected. If this continues, the cultivation world should But it’s just a few decades, and I’ll have no more aura to cultivate.”
Hearing this, everyone in the room fell into deep thought. Bai Fuchen stood in the center, sweeping the crowd, waiting for their decision.
"We are like this," Dong Zi sighed, "Isn't it true that the other sects are not? Now the world of cultivation has already prospered and all are prosperous, and all are lost."
"But the Confucianism..." Nanning hesitated: "The Confucianism wants to protect Ran Yan now, do they have any other methods?"
"Confucianism relies on the aura of the human world. Now that Confucianism is prosperous in the human world, how can they control us? Even the Taoist Zen sect, because the incense in the world is difficult to support, we must rely on the aura of the cultivation world. All of us unite to deal with a Confucianism. It should be fine."
Beian obviously knew more about the forces of all parties, while Nanning and Dongzi still hesitated. At this moment, Bai Fuchen suddenly received news from Yijianmen, and Bai Shan's indifferent voice came from the opposite side: "Fuyu, I and Hei Shui has already taken over Yijianmen, and will send a message immediately. Ran Yan failed to refine Taoism with disciples of ten sects, which led to an imbalance between heaven and earth, evil spirits, and resentment. She must be sacrificed to comfort the dead. I have sent this news to Daozong, Zen Sect, Hehuan Palace, and Nangu Palace have all discussed it, and we will release the news together after a while, what is your Tianjian Sect going to do now?"
Hearing these words, the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, Bei'an said: "Sky Sword Sect, you should join everyone in eliminating demons and defending Dao."
"Okay," he said calmly as the sound of crowd fighting came from Baishan Mountain, "I'll clean up the sect first."
After finishing speaking, Baishan cut off the sound transmission.
After a moment of silence among the people present, Nanning stood up and said, "We will go find Song Xu with you."
After finishing speaking, dozens of senior monks present disappeared and appeared in Song Xu's room.
Song Xu was reading a book when he saw dozens of monks appearing suddenly, he was stunned, then hurriedly got up and said, "Everyone is here, what is there to worry about?"
Nanning didn't make a sound, but looked at Bai Fuchen, who stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Master, just now I received news from the master of Yijianmen that the demon Lord Ran Yan has reappeared, and they found out that the reason for the raging evil spirit is that Ran Yan used to The disciples of the Ten Sects of Refining caused an imbalance between the heaven and the earth, and they had to sacrifice Ran Yan to comfort the spirits, so they asked for help from my sect, and hoped that my sect would work together to capture Ran Yan alive."
Ran Yan was killed by Qin Zichen himself, but Song Xu never felt that Bai Fuchen's request was meaningful. However, his intuition made him subconsciously slow down his response, and he smiled and said, "Why didn't the head of Yijianmen tell me directly?"
"Because," Bai Fuchen raised his eyes slightly, "One Sword Sect has now been taken over by two seniors, Baishan and Heishui."
Hearing this, Song Xu immediately sensed that something was wrong, nodded and said: "Okay, I will report to Patriarch Xuanhua immediately, everyone..."
Before the words were finished, a bundle of immortal ropes was thrown out of Nanning's hands.
"The head of the sect is seriously ill. From now on, you will manage the sect on behalf of the head."
Nanning's voice was cold, Bai Fuchen cupped his hands respectfully: "Yes."
"What do you mean?" Song Xu lowered his eyebrows coldly. Bai Fuchen smiled slightly: "You don't need to ask any more questions, go to Nanshan to cultivate for a while, and let senior brother share your worries."
After finishing speaking, Bai Fuchen turned around and said, "I would like to ask all the ancestors to go to the main hall with me."
Everyone nodded, and Bai Fuchen immediately sent someone to ring the big bell through voice transmission. Not long after Confucianism was born, the big bell rang, and the peak masters of all peaks couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and hurried to the main hall, but as soon as they entered the hall, they saw all the high-ranking monks from Nanshan who were almost never born standing in the main hall Among them, Bai Fuchen stood in front of them with his sword in hand, looked at the five peak masters who came in, and said with a smile: "You guys came so fast."
Seeing Bai Fuchen leading so many people but not seeing Song Xu, everyone felt uneasy, Lei Xuzi frowned: "Where is the head?"
"From today onwards," Bai Fuchen looked at the five peak masters with a smile on his face, pointing his sword at the ground, "I will take over the Heavenly Sword Sect. Do you have any objections, peak masters?"
"You..." Lei Xuzi tightened his pupils suddenly, Feng Ning grabbed his hand, and said coldly: "Second senior brother is in charge of the sect, we have no objection, but I want to know, where is the head going? Why is senior brother in charge of the sect?"
"The head of the sect has become obsessed with practicing kung fu, and his vitality has been greatly damaged. The ancestor of Nanning has already brought him back to Nanshan for retreat, so I will take care of the sect's Tianwai Fat Immortal."
Hearing this, Feng Ning knew that all the monks in Nanshan were now on Bai Fuchen's side.
Bai Fuchen looked at the expressions of several people, and said gently: "I don't know if any of the peak masters have any objections?"
"No." Dan Hui spoke first, with a sneer: "Anyway, I am the peak master of my seventh peak, and the dead will be brought here. Who will be the master, and what you will do, has nothing to do with me. I only have one Conditions, don’t touch my disciples from the Seventh Peak.”
"It's natural." Bai Fuchen smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the four people beside him: "What about you?"
"No."
"No."
"No."
"No."
The other four struggled to speak out one by one. Bai Fuchen applauded: "He who understands the current affairs is a master. I have not misunderstood you junior brothers. But in order to avoid trouble, I invite all junior disciples to go to Nanshan to discuss major issues, and choose a disciple to take charge of each peak."
Hearing this, the faces of the four changed, and Xingyun roared angrily: "Don't go too far!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Yun was blown to the wall by a gust of air. Nanning looked at the few people coldly, and said indifferently: "It should be you, don't go too far!"
Lei Xuzi and Ruan Huaran went to caress Xingyun, Feng Ning cast his eyes on his master Yun Chun, and said coldly: "Master, do you want us to go to Nanshan?"
"Go." Yun Chun said without hesitation, "This is beyond your control."
Hearing this, Feng Ning stopped struggling, raised his hand to let Bai Fuchen seal his spiritual power, and said calmly, "Go."
Several peak masters passed on the message to their first disciples and asked them to take care of each peak before they were taken back to Nanshan by Nanning. Bai Fuchen called his men and asked them to turn on the water mirror.
In the water mirror, Xuan Hua knelt on the ground blankly, Qin Zichen sat in the cold pool, the girl who looked like Ran Yan was fighting with Ran Shu, and the Confucianists were fighting with Hehuan Palace.
The holy mountain has long been a battlefield, with blood and bones everywhere.
Bai Fuchen glanced at his sound transmission talisman.
He is waiting, waiting for Baishan to completely take over Yijianmen, and waiting for all schools and factions to be cleaned up like him.
Wait until this world of comprehension changes completely.
On the other side, on the holy mountain, Su Qingyi had no idea that the outside world had been turned upside down. She and Ran Shu fought heartily, both with the aura of mortal death, the disciple did not dare to get close to the two of them, and the low-ranking cultivator approached and was instantly crushed to ashes under the coercion.
Su Qingyi has been preventing Ran Shu from summoning the evil dragon like last time, but this time, for some reason, she has been slow to come up with this ultimate move.
There is no evil dragon around, and there is no evil around the Lingtan. Obviously, Ran Shu can't have a steady stream of spiritual power like last time. She and Su Qingyi are already far behind. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes. She can't help but sneer: "You really took advantage of it today, if you were in a place where evil spirits..."
"So," Su Qingyi raised her eyebrows: "You are still inferior to me, aren't you?"
"You general strategy!" Ran Shu suddenly raised her head, Su Qingyi's face was cold, and she slashed at him with sword energy! Ran Shu tried her best to take her blow, and heard her say: "I don't need anything, I just need myself, I only need a sword, and I can defeat you. And you?"
Saying that, Su Qingyi smiled contemptuously: "Without evil spirit, you are nothing."
Ran Shu pursed her lips tightly, and saw that the aura of the sword in Su Qingyi's hand remained undiminished, and she was full of righteousness. She stabbed at her with a sword, and her voice told the nightmare she never wanted to face: "You said that senior brother Chen Zhu prefers me, you Said that everyone is watching me, shouldn’t it be?”
"My cultivation is cultivated by myself, my realm is raised by myself, my sword is mine, and the power of my talisman is mine. You say you can't catch up with me," the sword pierced through Ran Shu fiercely. On the shoulder, Ran Shu let out a cry of pain, and tore at Su Qingyi's abdomen with her claws. Su Qingyi turned over, swung his sword horizontally, and continued: "That's true. You will never be able to catch up with me in your life."
"Shut up!" Ran Shu rushed forward desperately, Su Qingyi spread out like a feather, Ran Shu clawed at her like crazy.
"Irregular intentions, likes, dislikes, and jealousy, mediocre aptitude, and impure heart..." Su Qingyi commented on her softly, looked at Ran Shu's red eyes, and sneered: "If I am not a pure yang body, do you think that the Nebula Sect is still alive?" Will there be a place for you?"
"Shut up!!!" Ran Shu condensed all her spiritual power on her sharp claws, and rushed towards Su Qingyi. Su Qingyi's complexion changed, and he jumped forward, and the long sword slammed down!
The sword qi exploded at the tip of the sword, facing all of Ran Shu's spiritual power, the Huaguang spread out suddenly, Su Qingyi's face remained unchanged, looking coldly at Ran Shu who had a stern complexion in the light.
At this moment, a male voice suddenly came from the sky, and said in a solemn voice: "The demon Lord Ran Yan, when he refined the disciples of the ten sects, the balance of the world was unbalanced, and the evil spirits were raging. Only by sacrificing his body to the souls of innocent people can we save the evil spirits." My cultivation world is in the water and fire. Today, I am Zen, "
As he spoke, he changed his voice again: "Daozong,"
Another voice was changed: "One Sword Gate,"
"Acacia Palace,"
"South Gu Palace,"
"Sky Sword Sect,"
"Issue the 'Life and Death Order' together, regardless of life and death, capture Ran Yan alive!"
With an order, Qin Shuwen and Xuan Hua raised their heads abruptly, Su Qingyi's expression remained unchanged. As early as when she recalled the scene back then, she already knew that this day was only sooner or later.
The world of comprehension is doomed to be destroyed, and there is no one who can save it except her. They will be like moths to a flame, and they will kill her no matter what.
But why? !
What did she do wrong? !
They are clearly the ones who are wrong! It's them! Why should she bear all this.
If they told her the truth, if they begged her, she loved the world, so she might not let them get what they wanted, but now they are so aggressive, why should she risk her life to save each other? !
Even the righteous Heavenly Sword Sect did not hesitate to turn against him at this moment, who else could she count on to save her from this desperate situation
It's just that she's not reconciled...not reconciled to dying as a part-time idol of Korean entertainment. Even if they desperately blew their souls, they would never let them succeed.
Teleportation formations began to open up in the sky one after another, and disciples joined in one after another. Qin Shuwen looked at Su Qingyi, then at Qin Zichen in the cold pool, frowned, and told his disciples, "Just protect the people in the pool. "
He had just been born, so he really didn't know the origin of this woman. Although it seems to be protecting Qin Zichen, what kind of kindness is it that all sects issue life and death orders at the same time
He couldn't use the entire Confucian school to save a stranger.
Seeing the Confucian sect retreating and exposing her to the public, Su Qingyi felt calm in her heart, Xuanhua's face turned cold, and she raised her head and said to Qin Shuwen: "She is Zichen's wife."
Qin Shuwen was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Go."
He is the master of a sect, and the situation is unclear, so he can't have too many positions.
Xuan Hua immediately understood what he meant, turned around and walked out of the barrier. As soon as the coercion of the Transcending Tribulation Period came out, the disciple was instantly blocked from the barrier.
"Senior Xuanhua," Hua Xiangrong took a step forward, and lowered his eyebrows coldly: "You stand up, is it you who stand up, or the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Xuan Hua froze for a moment, looked at the disciples from all sects all over the mountains and plains, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"It seems that it's your own idea," Hua Xiangrong cupped her hands and said, "That's offending."
As soon as the words fell, Hua Xiangrong jumped up, and sacrificed the Qiankun Bell, the artifact of Hehuan Palace.
The bell buzzed, Xuanhua's face changed, and then he heard the voice of someone chanting a mantra in his mind.
Turning around, he saw Qin Shuwen with his back facing him, the small fan opened and closed, muttering something in a low voice.
The spell seemed to carry a steady stream of spiritual energy, Xuanhua raised his sword to meet the Qiankun Bell, and while the bell was ringing, he slashed with his sword!
Hua Xiangrong led his disciples to entangle with Xuanhua, and the moment the Qiankun bell rang, both Su Qingyi and Ran Shu were affected, the two of them were at the end of their battle, Ran Shu spurted out a mouthful of blood, Su Qingyi rushed straight away!
A sword pierced Ran Shu's chest! Ran Shu let out a cry of pain, and Su Qingyi felt someone behind her, rolled on the spot, and a whip hit her back fiercely!
She was blown away by the whip and fell into the crowd, and immediately exploded with sword energy to leave an open space for herself, but it was only time for her to fight, and people rushed up again.
There were more and more people, and she was covered in blood, waving a sword blankly.
The ground shook, and her heart beat fast, as if someone was calling her.
"Zichen..."
She had an inexplicable premonition, and ran madly in Qin Zichen's direction. However, there were so many people between them, she kept swinging her sword, but she couldn't kill them all.
get out of the way... get out of the way...
She ran all the way in Qin Zichen's direction.
At this very moment, a golden light shot up into the sky from the Lingtan, Qin Shuwen suddenly raised his head, and then he heard the sound of phoenix singing and dragon roaring, and in that brilliant light, dragon and phoenix wound up.
Hua Guang rushed to the sky for a full quarter of an hour, and finally dispersed slowly, revealing the person sitting cross-legged in the Lingtan, saying Spring Return.
He slowly opened his eyes, Qin Shuwen immediately jumped down, grabbed the young man who was about to fall, and said anxiously: "Zi Chen!"
Qin Zichen looked at Qin Shuwen blankly, and then moved his eyes to the phoenix on his shoulder. Fenghuang looked at him with tears in his eyes, he quickly looked around, and then he saw people fighting all around.
His pupils tightened, and he desperately crawled towards the surrounding area, anxiously saying, "Qingyi..."
"Don't move yet!" Qin Shuwen grabbed him, took his hand and said, "The spiritual energy in the Lingtan is too much, you need to adjust your breath now, and your sea of consciousness has just been rebuilt and is unstable, so you should not move around."
"Let go!" Qin Zichen roared angrily, staggered, covered his head and ran towards the crowd, but fell to the ground within a few steps.
At this time, the Lingtan had completely dried up, and the wet soil stained his robe. Qin Shuwen stood behind him, raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "Run, keep running?"
Qin Zichen gasped for breath and did not speak, pursed his lips tightly, and stood up again to leave. Qin Shuwen raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but the little phoenix immediately flew up and looked at him angrily.
Qin Shuwen's complexion changed, and he muttered: "A loving mother is a loser!" Then he stepped forward, helped Qin Zichen up, and said dissatisfiedly, "Who is that Qingyi? There is also Ran Yan here..."
"It's her." Qin Zichen finally looked up at Qin Shuwen, and asked anxiously, "Where is she?"
"She..." Qin Shuwen was about to speak out when suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, and a burst of thunder struck. Everyone looked up instantly, even Qin Shuwen couldn't help but change his face.
This is not the thunder brought down by a few lightning-attracting talismans, but a real thunder like a catastrophe, instantly splitting an open space around Su Qingyi. Su Qingyi supported herself with the long sword, blood was all over her body, dripping down her sleeve drop by drop.
Then she saw a person falling in front of her.
He wears a crane cloak in black, with peach blossoms in his eyes.
Behind him was a gate, blocking her and Qin Zichen. The disciples of the Xingyun Sect came out of the gate one by one. He quickly walked up to her, supported her, and said coldly, "Come back with me."
"Now..." Su Qingyi panted, "Are you willing to let me go back to Nebula Gate?"
Said, Su Qingyi put the sword on Xie Hantan's neck, and said coldly: "Now you are willing to tell me, what are you doing? It is impossible for Ran Shu to have other masters. Her master is you, right?"
"Yes." Xie Hantan said calmly without changing his complexion, "But now, it's no longer the case."
"Stop talking," Xie Hantan glanced at Su Qingyi's injuries, pulled her and said, "Hurry up and leave."
"open!"
Su Qingyi slashed his hand away with the sword, and said coldly: "Tell me clearly, what are you doing? Did you make those evil dragons?"
"Yes." Xie Hantan admitted frankly, and Su Qingyi laughed mockingly: "I asked you in the past, but you always procrastinated, why are you willing to say it now?"
"Will you tell Qin Zichen?" Xie Hantan looked at her quietly, Su Qingyi was slightly taken aback, and heard him continue: "You are an enemy of the entire cultivation world, you are desperate to play a game of chess that you don't know whether you will win or lose, you don't know the future life and death, and He is a disciple of Dazong, the leader of swordsmanship, and now he has a fairy bone again, with a bright future. If you win, he will naturally still be his sword fairy, and you will not touch him. If you lose, he has not been implicated by you .That's it, are you going to tell him?"
Su Qingyi didn't speak, the disciples of the Xingyun Sect came out and surrounded a half open space for them. Xie Hantan smiled bitterly, and said quietly: "You won't. You love him, so you won't drag him into the water. It's too difficult for one person to compete against the entire cultivation world."
"Same," Xie Hantan raised his head and blinked, "I won't either."
"You..." Su Qingyi said hoarsely: "Those evil dragons..."
"Seventeenth, I am no longer alone, Qing Yi," he said, and a white dragon slowly appeared behind him. He raised his somewhat transparent hand and said slowly: "I was swallowed by resentment and signed a contract with him."
"He freed me from the fate of being sacrificed life after life, and I promised to become its incarnation and avenge it."
"This is the realm of comprehension bought with their lives," Xie Hantan smiled slightly as the white dragon wrapped around him, "I promise it, I will destroy it."
"So these evil dragons..."
"The four formations in the south, east, north and west, plus the one in the central Xingyun gate, this revenge will start from you." Xie Hantan smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.
"Qingyi," he called out her name, with a hoarse voice: "I don't want to reach out to you, but now, you have nowhere to go."
"Now in this world, the only one standing with you is me."
Su Qingyi looked down at his plain hands and didn't speak for a long time.
"I still have one person left."
She raised her head and turned to look at Ran Shu who was beside her. Ran Shu saw Xie Hantan and Su Qingyi's eyes looking over together, her eyes tightened suddenly, and she wanted to leave instantly, but Su Qingyi was faster, at the moment Ran Shu was running away, he held down her shoulder, and the long sword pierced through go in.
The scene of Shen Zhu falling in her arms was vivid in his memory, and Su Qingyi's heart was at peace.
The spiritual power exploded on the long sword, she grabbed Ran Shu, and said hoarsely: "Go down, take good care of senior brother."
"If it's right... Soon," she closed her eyes, letting the woman in her arms be blown to pieces with her spiritual power, then pinched Shenshun and crushed her violently. Ran Shu screamed quickly and shortly. Su Qingyi said slowly: "I guess, I'll come to you."
After she finished speaking, she heard a hurried call.
"Qingyi!"
Su Qingyi turned her head slowly, she was covered in blood, and looked at the young man who was being supported.
He seemed to be enduring the severe pain, but he still stood stubbornly, staring at her.
Her sword was covered in blood, her hair, her clothes, her hands, wherever she could see it was covered in blood.
As if fished out of blood, she couldn't see her appearance at all.
Looking at his clean and handsome face, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Qin Zichen," she said hoarsely, "Go back."
I have a road of no return, destined to be only a desperado.
Zichen, this road should not be yours.