Chapter 1795 Teasing

Hua Changdeng had never seen such a shameless ancient sword cultivator.

His original intention was to leave Xu Xiaoshou a last word, but he never thought that this guy would take advantage of his soft heart and escape!

Before leaving, he even threw a wave of dirty water on Qianshi's Dao Qiongcang.

Hua Changdeng didn't know how Xu Xiaoshou learned the "Heavenly Secret Thirty-Six Styles·Great God's Descent Technique".

After performing this technique, Hua Changdeng didn't even notice where Xu Xiaoshou fled to at the first time.

"Guidance, forgetfulness, memory..."

These three traces coexist, and in the final analysis, they can be summarized as the word "intention".

But Hua Changdeng is not good at this "intention".

He cultivated the sword ghost's intention ghost, and only cultivated the intention attack, which is fine for frontal combat.

In terms of the "cunning" and "tricky" of intention, it is really not as good as the little mouse who hides his head and shows his tail.

It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out.

The only thing Hua Changdeng knew was that Dao Qiongcang would not be so blatant as to make trouble in Yunshan Emperor Realm and become his enemy.

Therefore, when he looked at Yunshan Emperor Realm and searched for abnormalities, he finally found a trace of ancient swordsmanship in Yunshan Holy Temple.

Hua Changdeng knew that the little mouse must have been in the wrong place with him and ran to the main hall.

He rushed back to the main hall without stopping.

But after landing, not only did the elders behave strangely, but the word "again" was puzzling.

Even the entrance of the main hall gave people a special feeling...

"It's empty, as if something is missing?"

Hua Changdeng didn't care much. After forcibly recalling the elders with his holy power, he went straight to the point and asked:

"Who cast the illusion swordsmanship?"

Around Yunshan Holy Temple, the traces of illusion left by the illusion swordsmanship flowed, and the realm of swordsmanship was extremely high.

Others might not be able to notice it, but Hua Changdeng saw the clue at a glance and looked at the elders.

It's too weird!

Among these old guys, there are actually people who secretly work hard to cultivate the ancient sword technique to this level?

What is the purpose?

To make a big splash?

They are already past that age!

"Phantom sword technique..."

The elders who went back and forth were also confused by the words of the head of the family. Someone hesitated and said:

"No one uses the phantom sword technique?"

No?

Hua Changdeng only believed his own eyes.

He did not ask again, but just scanned everyone with a cold gaze.

The elders were sweating profusely, and they felt like they were being stared at by jackals.

No one was lying, and everyone felt that they were wrong and must have lied.

In the end, to Hua Changdeng's surprise, the elders actually cast their eyes on Hua Zhiyao, who was not the leader of the elders.

Hua Zhiyao also took a step forward, his face solemn, and said:

"Master, there is really no one who can perform the magic sword technique. Weren't we discussing the ancestral stone carving just now?"

Ancestral stone carving?

Hua Changdeng was stunned for a moment.

The "we" in Hua Zhiyao's mouth obviously refers to more than just the elders.

As he spoke, his hands were pointing back and forth between himself and the elders, and this "we" clearly included himself.

But...

"When did I talk to you about the ancestral stone carving?"

Hua Changdeng glanced at the hall. The only thing he discussed with the elders was the distribution of Wu Rao Emperor Realm in the hall before.

But halfway through the discussion, he went out to catch mice.

"Haha, Master is a little forgetful today?"

Hua Zhiyao seemed to be very close to him suddenly, and he dared to laugh, as if he was accusing him of something wrong in a joking tone.

Yes!

Hua Zhiyao was just being sarcastic.

He accused the head of the family of forgetting his own name first and now forgetting the ancestral stone carving, which was very naughty.

"Plan!"

Hua Zhiyao smiled and uttered only one word at the end, with a meaningful expression, trying to help the head of the family remember something he had not forgotten.

"..."

Hua Changdeng was silent.

His silence frightened the elders present.

Hua Zhiyao keenly noticed that something was wrong, his face twitched twice, and he pretended to be calm.

He forced a smile again, stretched out his hands, bowed and pointed to the place where the ancestral stone carving was before, and said:

"Head of the family, look at this!"

Remember it, remember it quickly.

This happened just now, and it hasn't been a quarter of an hour. The head of the family is a little humorous today, haha...

Hua Changdeng looked at it silently.

He stared at it for a few times, his pupils trembled a few times, and his face was moved.

He finally realized why he always felt much more empty when he returned to the front of the hall again.

There was a stone tablet on the side of the main hall door, engraved with "The Way has no end, stop when you can", which was left by the ancestors of the Hua family.

Now, the stone tablet is gone!

All that is left is a stone seal the size of a millstone.

The stone seal is very clean, and the color is clearly different from the steps in the front hall of the hall, but only when you pay close attention will you notice the difference...

Hua Changdeng opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

He looked at the seal on the stone tablet, and then cast an unbelievable look at the elders.

The elders looked expectant, and dozens of their eyes were also fixed on him. They didn't say anything, just looked and expected.

It was as if they were all expecting that the head of the family could come up with a conclusion to a certain problem.

Hua Changdeng couldn't wait for an active explanation, so he could only look back at the seal. This time he couldn't help it anymore, and asked with some emotional fluctuations:

"Where is the stone tablet?!"

The elders all looked at the mark again, their faces were normal, some even smiled.

Hua Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and asked back:

"Yes, Patriarch, where is the stele?"

——Who are you smiling at!

Hua Changdeng was so angry that he almost pulled out the ghost hunter, and split Hua Zhiyao in front of him with a sword. He burst into murderous intent and shouted:

"I ask, where is the stele!"

With a bang, the Yunshan Temple exploded with thunder.

The elders were affected by the aura of the Holy Emperor and were shocked to stagger back. Hua Zhiyao finally showed fear on his face and trembled:

"Patriarch, the stele, was thrown in!"

Hua Changdeng's thoughts were blank for a short time, and he repeated unconsciously: "Thrown?"

"Oh no, sent, sent in!"

"Where to send it?"

"Time and space fragments, Patriarch, what's wrong with you?" Hua Zhiyao said so righteously!

What's wrong with me?

I also want to ask, what happened to you, Hua Zhiyao!

Hua Changdeng suppressed the urge to kill, knowing that there was something strange between them, and immediately suppressed his anger and asked: "Who told you to throw the ancestral stone carving... into the fragments of time and space?"

"You!"

Then he saw Hua Zhiyao pointing at him as a matter of course, muttering something in his mouth that was completely inaudible, and finally drew out the long sword at his waist, gently slashed it into the void, and then held up the air on the stone tablet with both hands, and threw it into the air with a smile~

"That's it, do as you ordered, didn't you say you wanted to catch the traitor?" Hua Zhiyao completely reproduced everything just now, staring at the head of the family with some suspicion.

Fake?

Ah ha ha, that's not the case.

Yunshan Emperor Realm, who dares to pretend to be the head of the family...

"Huh?"

Hua Zhiyao's thoughts froze, his eyes widened, and cold sweat began to break out all over his body.

"Hmm?" Hua Changdeng said nothing, his lips were closed, and only a nasal sound remained.

With a bang, Hua Zhiyao's whole body trembled, and his knees suddenly hit the ground heavily. The whole person seemed to have been drained of blood, and he fell to the ground, as pale as a corpse.

"No, no, it's impossible..."

When Hua Changdeng raised his eyes and cast a cold gaze at the elders behind Hua Zhiyao, the elders realized something at the same time, and they lost their voices in fear and trembled.

Bang bang bang!

Not long after, more than a dozen elders knelt in front of the hall.

Until this moment, including Hua Changdeng, all the people in Yunshan Temple realized that the "again", the seemingly "illusion sword technique", and the "family head" who came back...

It's not that the family head came back once before.

But the family head who came back before was a fake family head. If nothing unexpected happens, it is the little mouse that the family head is chasing!

"..."

Hua Changdeng was silent.

His silence was deafening.

At this moment, his chest was filled with the most surging murderous intent in the past thirty years, and he almost wanted to kill everyone in front of him with a sword.

He had thousands of words to say.

He wanted to condemn, scold, and explode.

But he knew that it was not these idiots who were at fault, but the inertia of thinking and Xu Xiaoshou's unpredictable nature, and his own fault.

But why...

He had countless "whys" to ask.

Why couldn't he see that it was fake, why did he do it even when the ancestral stone carvings said to throw it away, why couldn't he wait a little longer...

No!

There is no reason!

Hua Changdeng pressed the sword, took a long breath, suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, and calmly looked at the group of old men kneeling on the ground in front of him.

He was silent for a long time, and then he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Hua Zhiyao, go to the Punishment Hall to receive the punishment yourself."

Bang bang bang!

Hua Zhiyao, who realized it later, was kowtowing frantically.

He almost smashed his forehead, and the steps in front of the hall were covered with blood. He was in tears and choked up, unable to say a word, "I, I..."

An elder behind him cried and said something for Hua Zhiyao: "Master, he is the elder of the Punishment Hall."

Hua Changdeng had a blank expression: "You decide the sentence, convict yourself, stamp yourself, and accept the punishment yourself."

Bang, bang, bang!

Hua Zhiyao was still kowtowed, his heart seemed to hit his throat, and he still couldn't speak: "Oh, I..."

An elder asked in a miserable voice:

"When will you admit your guilt?"

Hua Changdeng tightened the sword in his hand:

"Now, immediately, right away."

This is a capital crime!

If you lose the ancestral stone carving, how can you survive?

Hua Zhiyao was in tears, and while kowtowing, he drew the long sword from his waist and crossed it to his neck.

"No! No!"

A group of elders rushed over, some stopped Hua Zhiyao, and some pleaded with Hua Changdeng, all of them in tears.

The rabbit dies and the fox mourns.

Hua Zhiyao is gone today.

In the future, we will settle accounts. Those who did not deny throwing away the ancestral stone carvings will all be guilty.

The head of the family was not angry, but he did not have time to clean up everything - Hua Zhiyao must not die!

But Hua Chang was as strong as iron, and said expressionlessly:

"Last words."

Hua Zhiyao's sword was across his neck, and the elders could not hold it down. His neck was cut and bleeding.

At this moment, his lips were trembling, and his mind flashed through the prosperity and wealth of his life. His thoughts became trance and confused.

He was already unconscious.

The so-called last words are nothing more than what you have been seeking for in your life.

So before he died, in a trance, Hua Zhiyao said something strange:

"I have no last words, but I just want to ask one question..."

"Then, head of the family, can I still go to your house tomorrow at midnight?"

The elders were startled, and then they looked terrified.

What are you talking about, Hua Zhiyao, do you think the death is not fast enough or that the master of the family is not cruel enough?

Hua Changdeng was also startled and suddenly laughed angrily.

At this moment, he could only admire the guidance of Xu Xiaoshou's super-Taoist thoughts.

"Bang!"

Hua Changdeng kicked him with a flying kick.

Hua Zhiyao, who was lying on the ground and realized that he had made a mistake, was kicked directly into his neck with the long sword in his hand, and his whole body was thrown into the air.

Blood streaked across the Zindao Peak, and suddenly smashed into the time and space fragments thousands of miles away, unable to even utter a cry.

No one dares to pick up Hua Zhiyuan.

The atmosphere at the entrance of the hall dropped to freezing point, and everyone was shivering and walking on thin ice.

Hua Changdeng closed his eyes deeply: "Xu Xiaoshou, where did you go?"

Xu Xiaoshou?

Only then did everyone realize who the little mouse was.

But for a while, all the elders really couldn't remember who this dead rat was who was teasing the elders of the Yunshan Temple clans to applause.

I just have some impression of where I have heard this name before...

unimportant!

I’ll collect this person’s information later!

Immediately, someone responded: "Wu Rao Emperor Realm! He wants Hua Zhiyao's identity token. He should go to Wu Rao Emperor Realm to escape."

Hua Zhiyao...

It's Hua Zhiyao again...

Hua Zhiyuan, death is not a pity!

Hua Changdeng rarely had such a strong impulse to kill, and he even spread Hua Zhiyao's ashes with his own hands.

But after calming down, he knew that if he really killed Hua Zhiyao because of this, Xu Xiaoshou would be able to succeed.

only……

Kill but don't kill, forgive but don't feel angry.

This dilemma is even worse than the pain caused by the rising sword in the world of ghosts and Buddhas.

To put it crudely, it is even more uncomfortable than being slapped with shit!

"Yeah..."

Hua Changdeng clenched his fingers.

Play with my cloud mountain and steal my ancestral stone.

If you don't kill this son, you will be in vain to become the Holy Emperor.

With a cold face and without saying a word, he picked up his sword and galloped towards the direction of Emperor Wurao's realm.

"The head of the family..."

The clan leader behind him is still prostrate on the ground.

Seeing this, an old man subconsciously stood up and took out his gift book as if to say something.

Before he could speak, he was pulled back by the people around him, slammed to the ground, and then almost beaten to death by the elders.

"Just go first and make up for it later. Why should we pay attention to etiquette at this time? Are you trying to kill me?"

…

The Cold Palace Emperor Realm.

On the way up from the mountain path to the reception room of the front hall, a group of Hangong clan members were whispering:

"It seems like some big shot has arrived!"

"Yes, judging from his clothes, he should be from the Yunshan Emperor realm, an elder or a semi-saint!"

"His face was so dark, he didn't say a word, and his aura was so scary. Is something big going to happen?"

"I don't know, but if I want to make trouble, how dare the people from Yunshan come to me in the Han Palace Emperor Realm? Isn't this just throwing an egg at a stone? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Hmph, I think so, but I guess I'm not holding my breath. Even Elder Yue Gongkui didn't show any pretense. He didn't say a word. I heard he directly asked to see the head of the family by name!"

"What? So brave? What is his identity, and what is the status of the head of the family? Which head of the family do you want to meet, the old head of the house or the young head of the house?"

"I heard it's the old master..."

"He's thinking nonsense! Just an elder! It's better if the Holy Emperor of Yunshan comes in person!"

"I don't know..."

The reception room of Han Palace Emperor Realm indeed welcomed an uninvited guest today.

Yue Gongkui, dressed in rich clothes and courteous, accompanied him from the foot of the mountain to the reception hall at the top of the mountain. He was stunned to be unable to tell the Yunshan envoy about the intention of his trip.

"Go, go, all of you disperse."

He waved away the maid in the reception room, leaving only the envoy and himself. After personally pouring hot tea for each other, he sighed and said:

"Brother Zhiyao, you and I can be considered old friends."

"You have a dark face all the way. Could it be that I, Yue Gongkui, have treated you badly? Just say something and give me some information. What is your attitude in Yunshan?"

"How can we say that when we were young, we had a friendship together when we climbed trees and dug out bird's nests. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, he didn't even look at me. He didn't know and thought that we were strangers. Today we met by chance and it was our first time! Haha, hehe …”

"Come, brother Zhiyao, let's have tea first, have tea..."

Hua Zhiyao's face was as dark as ink, and he didn't even glance at the tea.

He took out a jade identity card with the word "Xing" engraved on one side and the pattern of "Yunshan" on the other side. He threw it heavily on the mahogany table, his holy power surged through his body, and he shouted loudly.

At this time, everyone inside and outside the reception room, at the top of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain, heard this screaming voice that contained a little anger:

"I, Hua Zhiyao, the elder of the Yunshan Emperor's Palace of Punishment, was entrusted by the head of our clan to pay a visit to the Holy Emperor of Han Palace today."

"The head of the family said, just wait for a quarter of an hour. If the Holy Emperor of Han Palace does not come to see me in person within a quarter of an hour, I will immediately return to Yunshan."

"As for the Han Palace, you have to bear the consequences!"

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