Chapter 1321 Five Monsters on Heting Mountain, Half a Lifetime of Bad Fate and Sang Gou Qing

Xiang...

What?

Here comes the 'Shou Ye' again?

The trump card of the Eight Lords, is me again? !

Xu Xiaoshou almost spat out a mouthful of blood, stood there with his face flushed purple, and finally turned away with his fan in his hand.

"You guys play, I'm sorry I won't accompany you."

"Hey, don't!" Aunt Xiang got up hurriedly, "You don't want your 'unparalleled genius' anymore?"

"As long as I don't wade into muddy water, why do I need so many people? The configuration of the first floor in the sky is enough now."

"What about your master? Have you made preparations to kill on the Holy Mountain?"

A click.

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the door handle and stopped.

The door was so heavy that even the "strong" comparable to the Holy Body couldn't push it open.

It has to be said that Aunt Xiang's words touched Xu Xiaoshou's heart.

The old saying "When I ascend the throne, I will dare to take up the sword and ascend the Holy Mountain" is now a joke!

It is far from enough to rely on the strength of one person.

The Holy Temple is so huge that even the Eight Lords need external help before they dare to blow the horn of attack.

Even if I rush forward with all my passive skills, ignite all my status, and burst to the limit, I can only fight two or three semi-saints at most, and they can't be semi-saints at the level of the Ten Lords, but the type of Jiang Buyi.

What about the rest?

If the five major Saint Emperor families really want to go out, there will be at least five Saint Emperors in the open, right?

And the ten-member council can gather ten semi-saints far superior to Jiang Buyi.

Behind them, there are also semi-saint families who have always stood on the side of the Holy Temple. Even if the quality is Jiang Buyi, the number is enough.

The three ancestors of the White Vein, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, and Feng Yujin on our side can barely make up five Saint Emperor cards.

The five disabled Saint Emperors, each of whom is in a bad state, can be counted as one even if rounded off, and can compete with the enemy Saint Emperors.

The remaining "Jiang Buyi" of the Holy Temple were handed over to Mei Jiren, Yu Mo and other top combat forces to digest, which was a bit outrageous to count as one against ten.

Ba Zun An was also converted to a Holy Emperor for him, but he couldn't leave easily. He had to keep an eye on the variables on the opposite side, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't he become Dao Qiongcang who entered the game and was manipulated by others on the Void Island?

Is this enough?

Still not enough, far from enough!

No matter how you count it, Xu Xiaoshou can't gather the super combat power to launch a general attack and kill the Holy Mountain.

The Guizhe Holy Mountain, which is suspended outside the Yujing City and floating on the horizon, is so small and so huge.

Just looking at it, a little bit, a little bit, people will be crushed.

But maybe this "Qilin" can be taken, and the delicately balanced scale, like adding a weight to one's own side, can be slightly tilted...

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and said seriously: "Let's talk about the details. Castles in the air are too easy to go wrong."

Auntie Xiang turned from worry to smile, and immediately understood how important Wuxiu was in the young man's heart:

"If you are willing to talk, that's the best, but don't put too much pressure on it."

"The Eight Zun An and the Water Ghost praised you. They said that you completed at least half of the tasks that should have been in the Water Ghost Operation on the Void Island."

"And when you completed these, the Four God Pillars had not yet opened, you relied on It's all my own ability." Aunt Xiang patted her big chest and solemnly assured: "Maybe it sounds to you that Ba Zun An said he believed in you and called you Shou Ye, just to tease you and make fun of you." "But I've known him for so long, and I've never heard him praise anyone like this, even if it's a joke... Oh, except Shen Yi." After a pause, Aunt Xiang shook her head and corrected herself: "No, it should be said that he never jokes, even if it sounds like it." "Being flattered, passive value, +1." Xu Xiaoshou was almost smiling and replied "Really?" After looking at the information bar, it was like pouring cold water and quickly sobering up. "Don't brag." He sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of wine, "When will you act?" "In the next few days, I can do it anytime." Aunt Xiang was obviously fully prepared, "What about you?" "I can't, I have to prepare for a while." Xu Xiaoshou had just received the inheritance of Tianzu, and was driven to Yougui Pavilion like a duck on the shelf. This resulted in him not digesting all the spoils he had won after the battle on Void Island.

The holy medicine, dragon apricot, dragon blood from the Miracle Forest, all kinds of treasures, people, insights, and even the passive value of the biggest head...

All of them are still unused!

He now urgently needs a small closed space.

Before entering, he was Xu Xiaoshou, and after coming out, he can become Xu Xiaoshou, and his combat power has more than doubled.

"Then Auntie will give you time to prepare well. By the way, do you need something to vent?" Auntie Xiang asked.

"Venting items?"

"For example, Ah Yao."

"...No need for that!"

"Oh, it turns out that this is not the kind of preparation." Aunt Xiang looked thoughtful, staring at the slightly embarrassed sick young man, and smiled:

"I won't tease you anymore. I have already invited the people from the First Floor of Heaven for you. You don't have to think about it."

"They will enter the city one after another soon. I will meet you secretly at that time. You can tell me who you need."

"You are in danger recently. Be careful, even if you disguise yourself well."

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised. My people can be invited in advance. You have prepared too much!

"Thank you."

"You are welcome. You are now the Lord Shou, the second in command of the Holy Slave. Your status is even higher than that of an outsider like me. It is my duty to take care of these trivial matters for you. Everything is for your convenience~"

"Uh..."

"Okay, that's it. You don't have to think about the action. I'll plan it. The old slut is very busy recently. Maybe the worst outcome we expected won't happen. Just tell your aunt when you're ready."

"good."

How cool!

This feeling of having someone take care of trivial but important things that you have to pay attention to is so refreshing. Finally, you don’t have to do everything by yourself.

But having said that, when will my Li Fugui arrive? There is no way Aunt Xiang can dig him out...

The First Floor also needs such a character who can endure hardships...

"This room will be left to you. Don't worry, it's absolutely safe." Aunt Xiang acted resolutely, finalized the matter, stood up and was about to leave:

"Again, if you need anything, just tell me, don't be shy."

"Attention, anything is fine, including Ah Yao~"

"Suggested, passive value, +1."

Why do you keep talking about Ah Yao... Xu Xiao's head was pounding. He was about to wave his hand to drive people away when he remembered something:

"By the way, don't leave yet. Tell me about Old Man Sang. What did you mention, Burning Qin?"

Xu Xiaoshou's impression of Sang Lao still stayed in the Eighth Palace, on those things that seemed to be nothing, but now that he thinks about them, they are very contradictory:

The deputy dean of Tiansang Linggong, who resigned from the position of dean because of maiming the students of Linggong, was able to fend off the night attack of the masked man Ba ​​Zunshu for the students of Linggong.

After knowing that he is the second-in-command of the Saint Slave, his strength feels very unmatched. Even Taixu can barely reach it - the god behind him is also a ten-level god, and Cen Qiaofu is the legendary Taixu who killed Daoxu in one night!

It can be said that Sang Lao is weak. He also improved the second-generation Cheshen Nian and created the Sleeveless Chijiao Hand. He is also one of the four sons of the Holy Palace. He has amazing talents and has an ambiguous relationship with Jinzhao.

Later, I learned that Sang Lao's strength fluctuated between highs and lows because his Dao foundation was damaged in the battle with Gou Wuyue. But even Gou Wuyue couldn't do it. How did he become the second-in-command of the Saint Slave?

This old man Sang is so conflicted.

But if you ask him, he won't tell you, and you can't ask now. If you ask Bazun, Bazun is too lazy to answer.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the only one who could give him an answer was Aunt Xiang, who lived in the same era and was half a Saint slave.

"You mean burning the piano?" Aunt Xiang looked back.

"Yes, this is the name of his power in the Central Territory?" Xu Xiaoshou couldn't figure out why Mr. Sang came up with the word "burning the piano", but he thought it was natural.

After all, burning the piano is a rude thing in itself, and it really suits him.

"You don't know anything?"

"Basically don't know."

"Good guy, Bazun You are really lazy..." Aunt Xiang returned to pacing, sat down and said, "Auntie, let me explain it to you."

Xu Xiaoshou looked attentively.

"In your eastern region, Saint Slave Wu Xiu may be famous."

"But in the Central Territory, about sixteen or seventeen years ago, at that time, the famous ones were not the 'Sleeveless', but the 'Erotic Five Elders'."

The five evil elders... Xu Xiaoshou chewed on this word and felt that he might have interpreted "burning the piano" a little too much. Maybe what Sang Lao wanted was the rude literal meaning.

"There are three mountains in the central region, Guizhe and Siling, Heting Mountain."

"You should know the first two. Although the reputation of the latter one is not as good as before, sixteen or seventeen years ago, it was also ranked as one of the three mountains."

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou played the role of a listener very well.

"Heting Mountain was originally the third highest mountain in the Central Region and a beautiful place. All parties and factions wanted to fight for it. In the end, they fought and fought but failed, and it became a famous mountain without an owner."

"There are many casual cultivators on the mountain, each of which is extremely powerful, including Taixu. They don't like to join the sect, so they often gather at the top of the mountain to discuss Taoism and compete in martial arts, and each of them improves his or her cultivation."

"One day decades ago, I forget the exact time. In short, the five elders went up the mountain and beat everyone up."

"Uh." Xu Xiaoshou felt that Mr. Sang could indeed do such inexplicable things.

"Those five elders are extremely powerful, but they all have weird tempers."

"They couldn't stand that the people in the mountains were arty, drank and wrote poems, and the monks competed in martial arts and kept up the points. They looked like cowards, so they killed them."

"The people on the mountain were crippled, dead, and finally scattered like birds and beasts... Oh, it is worth mentioning that at that time, your master and Ba Zunzhen had already had a disagreement."

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful.

This refers to the people on the mountain, and the scolding is Ba Zunzhen, right?

"The reputation of the 'Five Evil Elders' spread quickly. No one knows the real names of these five people, they only refer to them by their code names."

"One is called 'burning the harp and cooking cranes', the other is 'washing the feet in the clear spring', and there are three others: 'backing the mountain and raising the building', 'sipping tea against the flowers' and 'sipping the Tao under the pine tree'."

There are indeed those who are embarrassing and rude, as expected of you, Old Man Sang... Xu Xiaoshou almost wanted to laugh: "What happened next?"

"Heting Mountain belongs to everyone, how could it be occupied by the Five Elders like this?"

"Whether it's for fame, or for war, or for the mountain, in short, time and time again, a large number of high-ranking scholars gathered outside, including descendants of the sect, family, and Taixu forces, and began to attack the mountain."

Aunt Xiang shook her head and sighed, surprised:

"No one can beat Wu Lao, not at all!"

"Those Zhandao and Taixu gangs have turned from elegant people into despicable and despicable people. They have resorted to all kinds of wheel fighting, group fighting, and attrition warfare, but they are still beaten to pieces and run away."

"The Five Elders are so famous that they are so arrogant this time that they challenge all the heroes in the world. As long as they dare to climb the mountain and defeat them, they can join the winner's sect!"

"But after a few years, no one succeeded. The name of the Five Evil Elders was completely spread across the five regions, and Heting Mountain also had a real owner... At its peak, Heting's reputation was no worse than that of the other two mountains."

"Some people say that the Five Elders of Shaqing are only half-saints away from being half-saints. If the opportunity comes, they can go there at any time. By then, there will be a holy land for casual cultivators no less than Guizhe Holy Mountain and Siling Mountain!"

"The Holy Temple was alerted and wanted to recruit, but was beaten away by the Five Elders."

Can it still be like this?

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked, how dare you?

Aunt Xiang read his thoughts and said with a smile: "The five evil elders are only evil and do not cause trouble. It is impossible for the Holy Temple to go out to destroy them. Heting Mountain is also a mountain without an owner."

That's it... Xu Xiaoshou felt that it was time to have a "but" and said: "Let's start the turning point!"

Aunt Xiang rolled her eyes, but didn't say much. She took the wine glass from Xu Xiaoshou and continued:

"At that time, Lao Gou was still in his prime and full of high spirits."

"Become the Seven Sword Immortal, join the Holy Temple Hall, and as an outsider, take the position of the white-robed Taoist Master, and sweep away almost all the dark forces in the Central Region."

"He was very crazy. He was once as good as the Eight Masters. But if he wasn't crazy at that time, who would be?"

Lao Gou...

Is this Aunt Xiang's nickname for Gou Wuyue? Sure enough, everyone has the same name.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded without saying anything and continued to listen. He vaguely remembered that Mr. Sang's Daoji was damaged due to the battle with Gou Wuyue.

"Bai Yi is responsible for eradicating the dark forces in the mainland... There were no Saint Slaves at that time, or it could be said that the Saint Slaves were still completely hidden under the water, and no one knew about it."

"Lao Gou is targeting another organization. No one knows its name or what specific actions it is engaged in."

"But the gray areas and dark realms in the Central Territory have all been eradicated. Everything that happens after that, big or small, seems to be controlled by a big invisible hand, eventually leading to a situation that is very unfavorable to the Holy Temple. "

"If the Holy Temple is the Lord of Light on the continent, then this invisible hand that has taken root in the Central Region at some point, took back all the gray wings, and sucked the blood of the Holy Temple to grow is the Lord of Darkness. "

"Lao Gou was eyeing this hand and this force. After many attempts and efforts, he spent a lot of effort to get the name of the hand."

“People in the dark world call it ‘sleeveless’!”

Here it comes... Xu Xiaoshou didn't expect that Old Man Sang had such a past, and had ever integrated the dark world of the Central Territory?

"In order to catch Wuxiu, Lao Gou put aside all other things and focused on this."

"He arrested, interrogated, and tracked people, but failed again and again, wasting people, money, and materials in vain. He was punished by the Holy Temple, and the image of the white-robed ruler began to plummet."

"But he has completely become the dog of the Holy Temple. In other words, he has gone completely crazy because of this invisible opponent. He is still tracking and refuses to give up."

It's understandable for sword cultivators... Xu Xiaoshou can imagine the mood of Gu Jianxiu after repeatedly failing in the face of an invisible opponent. Gou Wuyue will never give up, let alone give up.

"Wu Xiu has repeatedly played tricks on Lao Gou, but as long as this nail is there, he is constrained everywhere and repeatedly hits the wall. The risk of action increases again and again, and the price becomes higher again and again."

"If things go on like this, it will only be a matter of time before they are found out. After realizing this, Wuxiu found an opportunity to sell a flaw."

"These two people, who are full of bad luck, meet!"

Xu Xiaoshou was moved but did not interrupt. Aunt Xiang continued:

"The war is about to break out, but there will be no result."

"The ambush set by Wu Xiu cannot trap the high-spirited Sword Immortal. Lao Gou breaks through at the moment of battle. If he does not have the status of a semi-saint, he can be canonized immediately."

"He killed one person! I'll give you a key mark!"

Aunt Xiang paused and said:

"Wu Xiu Tai knows how to deal with the ancient sword cultivator. He starts from the heart of Tao, starting from Lao Gou's 'Wuyu Sword' which is only half a step away. He fights and retreats to temporarily avoid the sharp edge."

"But in a few words, he said that the Holy Temple has become the biggest shackles that trap freedom, and it is also the root that Lao Gou cannot break through."

"Wuxiu couldn't kill Lao Gou, and Lao Gou couldn't keep Wu Xiu. After the war, the two became each other's inner demons."

Aunt Xiang sighed a little, folding her hands, her eyes wandering: "Both of them are geniuses, no matter how good they are, they are really a perfect match!"

Uh, are you focusing on the wrong thing... Xu Xiaoshou asked:

"and after?"