Along the way, Zhuang Huanyu stayed in his carriage and rarely showed up. I don't know if he was deliberately avoiding Chen Changsheng. Chen Changsheng didn't care about this person, and he didn't even know that he had also left Tianshu Mausoleum, came to Hanqiu City, and entered Zhou Garden. But he knew very well why Zhuang Huanyu appeared at this time and looked at him.
He is the dean of the Orthodox Academy. Whether it is the attitude of leaving the palace or the confession of the bishop before entering the garden, the practitioners of the northern sect should be headed by him. Of course, they must handle things fairly. The problem is, at this moment, how to deal with it? Is it fair
He took a step forward, but was blocked by Zhe Xiu.
There was a hint of mockery in Zhuang Huanyu's eyes.
Zhe Xiu still had no expression on his face, and said slowly: "You don't need to worry about this matter."
It's not that Chen Changsheng can't take care of it, but someone will.
The chilling sword intent that came from the distant forest earlier did not belong to Zhuang Huanyu, but someone else.
The master and apprentice of the Qingxu Temple knew this very well, so they left in a hurry.
At this moment, the chilling sword intent came to the river beach, directly broke through the forest on the bank, and slashed to the front of the Qingxu Temple master with extreme tyranny.
The master of Qingxu Guan suddenly expressed his expression, shouted sharply, and held his sword across his chest with both hands.
Only a very crisp impact sound was heard.
The air waves spurted wildly on the river beach, and the water surface was turbulent, revealing the pebbles at the bottom of the river.
Only then did everyone see clearly the sword flying out of the forest.
The sword was about to be caught by the sword of the master of Qingxu Temple, but it suddenly radiated brilliance, and its power suddenly rose again, as if it wanted to cut the whole river open!
With a loud bang, all the water flowing in the river was shaken and flew up, countless pebbles rolled around, and the river beach was full of smoke and dust!
The master of Qingxu Temple let out a muffled groan, his chest seemed to be hit hard, his knees bent slightly, and he flew towards the other side of the river like a kite with a broken string, his feet dragged two clear marks on the ground.
He didn't stop until he retreated more than ten feet, his face was extremely pale, a clear sword mark appeared on his chest, and the corners of his lips were bleeding profusely.
The river water, which had been shaken into the sky, fell at this moment, making a splashing noise, and the master of the Qingxu Temple was completely soaked, looking very embarrassed.
The young Taoist hurried to the other side of the river.
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"What a domineering mountain ghost Fenyan."
Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng thought silently in his heart that at the Ivy Banquet, Qi Jian had used this Lishan sword move against Tang Thirty-Six before, but Qi Jian hadn't opened up to the secluded at that time, and the distance from here The mountain ghost divided into rocks created by people is completely two concepts.
He and Zhexiu turned around and looked into the woods, only to see Liang Xiaoxiao and Qijian walking out of it.
"Where do you want to go?"
The river began to flow again, but the sound of the water could not conceal Liang Xiaoxiao's indifferent voice.
On the other side, Qingxu Guan's master and apprentice supported each other and were about to leave. In the same realm of Tongyou, Lishan's swordsmanship is much stronger than Qingxuguan's swordsmanship. How can an unknown Qingxuguan master compare with the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God? There is no other way but to admit defeat.
Hearing this sound, the master of Qingxu Guan turned around and looked over, with anger showing on his pale face, he said, "What do you want?"
Liang Xiaoxiao said expressionlessly, "Leave the things behind."
The master of Qingxu Temple gritted his teeth and threw the incomplete magic weapon in his hand.
Liang Xiaoxiao still had no intention of letting them leave, and continued: "Then come and make amends."
The master of Qingxu Temple shouted: "Don't try to deceive others! Don't go too far by relying on the strength of Lishan."
When he said this, he looked at Chen Changsheng. Zhou Yuan's rules are like this, the pair of teachers and sisters at Shengnvfeng can't beat him, so the magic weapon will naturally belong to him.
Liang Xiaoxiao didn't seem to know what he meant, so she caught the magic weapon and gave it to Senior Sister Tong of Shengnvfeng without hesitation.
In the southern continent, it is better to have the Changshengzong and the Shengnvfeng to watch and help each other, so that they can maintain relative independence for so many years under the power of the Great Zhou and the state religion. Not too much.
Holding the sword in hand, Liang Xiaoxiao continued to walk towards the other side of the river.
Chen Changsheng said: "He was seriously injured and unable to fight anymore."
This sentence does not mean that it is enough, but it does mean that it is enough and enough.
Liang Xiaoxiao stopped and turned to look at Chen Changsheng with a slightly cold look in his eyes. Lishan Sword Sect had countless difficult entanglements with the Orthodox Academy, and Liang Xiaoxiao was not like Gou Hanshi and others who had the experience of sharing food with Chen Changsheng. In his eyes, Chen Changsheng was extremely annoying.
Zhexiu was still standing in front of Chen Changsheng, expressionless.
Although he is now in the first stage of Tongyou, a whole level behind Liang Xiaoxiao, but there is no fear on his face, and he can't even see nervousness.
Just like what he once said to Chen Changsheng in the woods outside the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, if he could fight to the death in the Dachao Trial, he would not even be afraid of Gou Hanshi, let alone Liang Xiaoxiao in the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God. ranked third.
This is the confidence cultivated by being used to life and death and killing countless demons.
Qijian looked at Zhexiu, frowned, and walked to Liang Xiaoxiao's side.
Liang Xiaoxiao looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a slight sarcasm, "You didn't talk before, now you're here to pretend to be fair?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, but did not explain what he planned to do earlier.
The Senior Sister Tong from Shengnvfeng didn't want the two parties to conflict because of her, so she spoke softly.
Liang Xiaoxiao didn't speak, but the mocking expression on his face became more and more serious.
"Since Tianshu Mausoleum, you seem to have always been hostile to me."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked earnestly, "I don't understand why."
Liang Xiaoxiao seemed to have heard an extremely stupid question: "I am a disciple of Lishan Sword Sect, so it is not appropriate to be hostile to you?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, pointed to Zhuang Huanyu under the tree and said, "Then he is a student of the Heavenly Dao Academy, why is he always hostile to me?"
Liang Xiaoxiao said: "Or you should think about it, when the whole world is hostile to you, did you do something wrong?"
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said: "I have seriously considered this issue, and found that it is also possible that this world is wrong."
Qi Jian gently tugged on Liang Xiaoxiao's sleeve.
Liang Xiaoxiao looked indifferent and said no more.
Chen Changsheng shook his head, waded across the river, and came to the side of the master and apprentice pair of Qingxu Guan.
Looking at the horrible sword wound on the chest of the Qingxu temple master, he said: "The injury is too serious, you have to leave."
The young Taoist priest thought that he had just entered the Zhou Garden for less than half a day, and he would leave without gaining anything, and a look of resignation suddenly appeared on his face.
Chen Changsheng said: "Your master also said earlier that this is Zhou Yuan's rules."
The young Taoist looked at him and said indignantly: "You are a big man in the state religion, why don't you help us?"
Chen Changsheng didn't answer, and continued to take the pulse of the master of Qingxu Temple, lowered his head and said: "We must hurry up."
The master of Qingxu Temple nodded weakly. He and his disciples have different experiences and insights. He knew that although Chen Changsheng hadn't helped him before, if he hadn't been there, he would definitely have been killed by those two young strongmen from the Lishan Sword Sect. The injury was even worse.
He took out the gray thread guide that he had obtained before entering the park from his waist, and lit it tremblingly.
Faint green smoke rises from the end of the burning thread, slowly floats over the river, and then gradually disappears into the sky of Zhouyuan.
Chen Changsheng could vaguely feel that this blue smoke melted into the sky, and the space wall that separated Zhou Garden from the real world began to react.
Logically speaking, the space method is the highest wonderland, and a burning gray thread is definitely not enough to transport a person to the gate of Zhouyuan Garden dozens of miles away, so these gray threads should be used by Zhouyuan World itself The rules are even very likely to be the product of Zhou Yuan itself many years ago.
The river was flowing slowly, and the wet banks were drying again.
Although the young Taoist priest was still unwilling, he had no other choice. He knew that after the master left, he must also leave the Zhou Garden, otherwise, with his own realm and swordsmanship, he would have no way to fight against these strong men in the garden. .
Time passed slowly, and the gray thread in the hands of the master of Qingxu Temple gradually burned out.
The river is still flowing, and the aquatic plants are still floating.
Nothing happened.
The master of Qingxu Temple is still lying on the river beach.
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, and asked in puzzlement, "Could it be that the gray line has failed?"
Zhe Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the young Taoist priest.
The young Taoist was startled, and then he realized that he took out his gray thread from his waist to ignite, his hands trembling because of nervousness.
After a while, the gray thread of the young Taoist priest also burned out, but still nothing happened.
He pinched the remaining thread, and his face became a little pale.
The face of the master of the Qingxu Temple became even paler.
Liang Xiaoxiao's "Shan Gui Fen Yan" was too domineering, but when the two styles intersected, there was a terrifying sword wound on his chest, and the blood was still overflowing at this time, if he couldn't return to the garden gate in time , Going out to ask the priests of the state religion for treatment, I'm afraid it will really be life-threatening.
"What exactly is going on?"
The young Taoist asked in a panic, subconsciously looking around.
The forest by the river was quiet, and it suddenly looked a little gloomy at this moment.
What happened here finally alarmed those people on the other side.
Qijian, Liang Xiaoxiao, and the sisters from Shengnvfeng walked over, and even Zhuang Huanyu also walked over.
"No problem, right? My master... What about Master? He's still bleeding, won't he die?"
The young Taoist priest looked at Chen Changsheng with anxiety and expectation on his face.
Liang Xiaoxiao frowned slightly as he looked at the sword wound on the chest of Guanzhu Qingxu.
The practitioners of the Netherworld who enter the Zhou Garden are the hope of human beings to fight against the demons. How could the saints watch them die at will? No matter how fierce the battle, the sinister heart, at the last moment, he can always use the gray line to lead him away from Zhou Yuan.
And now the gray line lead is invalid.
Chen Changsheng took out the needle case, and briefly stopped the bleeding for the master of the Qingxu Temple, then stood up and looked down into the distance of the stream.
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