Chapter 490: One Person Comes Out and Shocks the World

(Previously, Jing Jiu and Nan Wang stared at the body of Wudao Patriarch Nan Chi in a certain barren mountain. Qing Shanzong drove more than a dozen sword boats to suppress the West Sea. Yin San and Xuan Yinzi searched for the sword on Shaoming Island in the West Sea. Tong Yan had already found it first. The curtain of the Battle of the West Sea is slowly opening, and the reactions from all sides are anxious... I wish you all a happy holiday.)

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As Liu Ci's dozens of sword books were thrown to various parts of Chaotian Continent, the news spread quickly.

Daoist Taiping passed the death test, and now in the West Sea, the Qingshan Sect went to ask for someone.

Different from Xue Ji's case, this time Qingshan did not conceal anything, nor did he choose who to tell, it was almost an edict to the world.

The world reacted differently to the news.

It took a long time for some people to remember that this Master Taiping was the former head of the Qingshan Sect. He closed the door to seek the Dao of Ascension. At that time, Qingshan once issued a 800-mile ban, which shocked the entire continent. However, it has been more than 300 years since this incident, and the name of Master Taiping has gradually been forgotten. Is he still alive?

If this real person is still alive, why is he in the West Sea? Why did the Qingshan sect attack Xihai again because of this matter?

Only those who know the inside story understand that the sword book of the Green Mountain Sect is not showing off, let alone a demonstration, but... a warning.

After Zhang Yiai received the news, she entered the palace overnight, her face was extremely ugly and livid. After the Zhenmo Prison incident that year, he drifted away from the Zhongzhou faction of his master's school and was under great pressure, but never before like today, the pressure was so great that he couldn't breathe. Shi Fengchen was able to find the name of Daoist Taiping in the secret file of the Qingtian Division. As the commander of the Qingtian Division, he certainly knew more about how many bloody storms this scourge had caused on the Chaotian Continent three hundred years ago.

When he came to the depths of the Night Palace, he knelt behind the Emperor of God, and told the contents of the Qingshan Sword Book and the plan made by Qing Tiansi overnight, but was surprised to find that both His Majesty the Emperor and Niu Gong were so calm. Could it be that they already knew the news that Daoist Taiping was still alive?

The place where Qingshan Jianshu was first received was Guocheng Temple.

Not long after returning from the snow field, Zenzi squatted by the window, staring at the pile of wooden sticks by the skylight, a little lost in thought.

Bells rang from the depths of the temple, bringing the sea breeze, but it couldn't blow away the irritability of midsummer.

He straightened up and looked back at the several elders of Guocheng Temple. There was no childish look on his face, and he was rarely serious and serious.

That year, the head of the law hall, Du Haiseng, died, and many secrets have been revealed.

Neither the abbot nor he expressed any opinion on this. It was their respect for Aoyama. I hope Aoyama can handle it by himself.

Now that the Qingshan sect has passed on the news to the mainland, revealing the news that the real Taiping is still alive, then the Guocheng Temple must give a clear attitude.

"Brothers in the lecture hall, please go to the West Sea and stare at Qingshan."

Zenzi said slowly but firmly: "Taiping must die."

Several elders led the way.

The Zen master lightly flicked the monk's sleeves, brushed the pile of small wooden sticks into disorder, walked out of the Zen room with bare feet, and came to the stone pagoda.

The Jingyuan has been restored, and the stone pagoda is still temporarily stored here.

Zenzi looked at the stone pagoda and remained silent.

The bells gradually stopped, and the sea breeze also stopped.

In midsummer, the monastery suddenly became extremely cold.

Qing Shanzong attacked the West Sea, allies such as Daze and Xuanlingzong remained silent, and Shuiyuean did not make any sound, but the reaction of other forces was extremely fierce.

It's not to defend Xihai, but to worry about the chaos that will follow.

There was no voice of the sword saint in the small temple in Baicheng, but shortly after the master of Fengdao left, Juye city was under martial law.

Many northern sects recalled Yunyou's disciples, opened a large formation, and closed the mountain gate.

The imperial court ordered the Shenqi army to move south, and the atmosphere in Chaoge City was tense.

Yimao Zhai's reaction was the most direct. Bu Qiuxiao took dozens of scholars out of Qianlifenglang, set off on a bitter boat in the sea of ​​learning, and headed for the West Sea.

Chaotian Continent was in turmoil.

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Somewhat strangely, the Zhongzhou faction, who is the leader of the Righteous Path, did not respond all the time, acting too calmly.

That's because Master Bai already knew that Master Taiping had escaped from the Sword Prison.

When Qilin was injured and returned from Guocheng Temple, she had doubts, and later got confirmation from Su Ziye.

The ancestor Xuanyin told Su Ziye about this matter through the fat monk in Guocheng Temple.

There are clouds and mist everywhere in the valley, but it is much softer than the fog of Qingshan Jianfeng, and it is also much more dreamy, maybe there is the name Yunmeng Mountain.

The breeze slowly changed into the appearance of cloud clusters, pulling up the soft and innocent white satin, and fell to the edge of the cliff early in the morning.

Master Bai glanced at the white satin hanging between her elbows, but said nothing.

She knew that her daughter had been trapped in the snowfield for six years, and she must have an adventure. This white satin made of silk from the sky was the proof, and it was also the proof of Jing Jiu's true identity. But there is no evidence for that matter, and it is meaningless to say it, and if the daughter can maintain this relationship with Jing Jiu, it should be beneficial, so why bother to point it out?

"I only know that Daoist Taiping once caused harm to the world, but I really didn't expect to cause such a big commotion."

Bai Zao thought about the news from each of the continents, feeling a little emotional, and said, "Why is this so?"

"You are still young, how do you know how many people died because of him, and how many people will die in the world if you let him live."

Thinking about those disasters on the mainland back then, Master Bai also felt a little emotional, and said, "Does Qingshan think that he can avoid responsibility by doing this?"

Bai Zao said: "As long as Daoist Taiping dies, naturally no one needs to take responsibility."

Master Bai took a deep look at her and said, "Get ready to go."

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The Qingshan Sect's crusade against the Xihai Sword Sect did not intend to hide their whereabouts, and of course there was no way to hide them.

Seventeen sword boats flew steadily in the sky, casting huge shadows on the mountains and fields. Sitting in the sword boat does not need to fight against the wind, it is naturally comfortable, but Qingshan Jianxiu is a character who can't be idle, and can't help but go out with the sword to get some air, so there are often many sword lights around the sword boat.

The straight sword light accompanies the sword boat moving forward. The picture is very spectacular and naturally eye-catching. It can be seen very clearly no matter day or night, just like a swarm of meteors that will never fall.

The farmers and residents on the ground looked at the picture in the sky and were so shocked that they couldn't speak. Most of them knelt down and prayed non-stop. Only when the sword boats and sword lights disappeared into the distance did people dare to stand up slowly. They didn't know where the immortal masters were going and what they were going to do.

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The closest major schools to Xihai are Baotong Temple and Kunlun School.

He Wei, the head of the Kunlun School, took a cold bird and rushed to the West Sea with dozens of disciples.

Logically speaking, they should be the first to arrive at the battlefield, but He Wei was inexplicably uneasy, which made Han Haoniao slow down.

When they came to the West Sea, the sky was overcast, with countless dark clouds covering the sun, and the sea water was as deep as ink, so they couldn't see what was happening in the depths.

The Han Haoniao flew towards the West Sea Islands, and suddenly seemed to sense great danger, let out a fearful cry, turned around and flew towards the sky.

It wasn't until flying hundreds of miles away that the Han Haoniao stopped and looked at the depths of the West Sea with fear in its eyes.

It took the Kunlun sect disciples a while to rush over, their faces extremely pale.

He Wei raised his eyes and looked around, only to find that practitioners were everywhere in the sky.

The scholars from Yimaozhai came, people from Daze and Xuanling Sect came, monks from Guocheng Temple also came, and people from many sects also came.

More than a thousand practitioners from dozens of sects came to Xihai.

This kind of formation is not known how many times larger than the battle of Yuntai back then.

But none of the practitioners dared to approach the West Sea Islands, and most of them had expressions of fear on their faces.

Countless lines of sight looked towards the depths of the West Sea, towards the cloud-shrouded archipelago.

Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning fell from the dark clouds and struck towards the West Sea Islands.

boom! boom!

The black sea water was tumbling restlessly, as if boiling, producing countless foams.

The hard reef was smashed to pieces, but before it sank to the bottom of the sea, it was swept up by the hurricane and flew all over the sky.

Such a scene is too shocking, like a punishment from God!

The cloud suddenly dispersed, and the sky shone on the West Sea Islands.

Seventeen sword boats came out through the clouds, advancing towards the deepest part of the West Sea Islands with a slow and unstoppable momentum!

The lightning turned out to be sword light.