Chapter 548

In reality, there were not many people who had seen Jing Jiu attack, most of them were dead, so except Zhao Layue and others, no one knew how ruthless he was.

But everyone knows he doesn't talk much.

It was rare for him to say two long sentences today, but he wanted to question Zhongzhou Pai Xingshi?

There was an uproar in the hall, and then it became deathly quiet.

Even if you are the head of Qingshan, but that person is Bai Zhenren, how can you talk to her in such a tone of educating the younger generation? Moreover, the Zhongzhou faction came with a thunderous momentum, and they could only leave silently in the end. It was already a shame, what did the Qingshan sect want after a complete victory?

The reason why Jing Jiu said these two sentences was very simple, it was to warn the other party.

This time, it seems that the Green Mountain Sect has gained a lot, Meihui’s rules have been kept, Xihai’s share has passed Minglu, and the hand of the Zhongzhou School that stretched out to the underworld was seriously injured. It will become extremely difficult to continuously obtain resources from the underground in the future. But who knows, how much risk the Qingshan sect took for this matter?

Until now, he has not been able to confirm whether Tong Yan can come back safely.

Of course, the Green Mountain Sect had to pay a lot for killing those priests and powerhouses of the underworld, such as those crystal stones, medicine pills, and the most precious training time.

To be precise, these were all forced by the Zhongzhou faction.

Jing Jiu told Master Bai that there should be no next time. It seemed that he was talking about the passage of Soul Gathering Valley and the invasion of the underworld, but it was actually a clear warning that the Zhongzhou faction should not try to shake the Qingshan Sect's position in Chaotian Continent again, otherwise the Qingshan Sect's counterattack would be more violent and direct than this time.

The atmosphere in the hall became extremely tense.

The cloud and mist that enveloped Master Bai slowly flowed and turned.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Like a windless sea, turned into a mirror.

No one knows what will happen in the next moment.

If Master Bai made a move, this hall would be in ruins, and Guocheng Temple might also be in ruins.

Countless turbulent waves were born in the East China Sea tens of miles away, and those praying and crying people on both sides of the official road would die.

Then there is a full-scale war in the practice world, and all good things will be destroyed, such as small bridges and flowing water, and towers for picking stars.

Then the Chaotian Continent returns to a thousand years ago, and the human race may be destroyed at any time.

All this cannot happen.

Bu Qiuxiao took two steps forward.

Zenzi's feet fell to the ground at some point.

Ah Da hid in Zhao Layue's sleeve.

The formation of Guocheng Temple is ready to start at any time.

The next moment finally arrived.

Bai Zhenren's reaction was beyond everyone's expectation.

She looked at Jing Jiu and said calmly, "Be taught."

After saying this, she left Guocheng Temple with everyone from the Zhongzhou Sect, and headed north on a cloud boat.

Seeing the big ship disappearing into the sky, the people in the temple had extremely complicated emotions. They had the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, but also had a lot of puzzlement.

This is definitely not Yunmengshan's style.

In the past two years since Immortal Liu Ci left, the Zhongzhou faction has been extremely strong no matter whether it is in the court or in the practice world, that's why there is this meeting at Guocheng Temple.

In the end, Yun Chuan really left like that, and Master Bai didn't do anything, and even said he was taught?

A scholar from a thatched studio shook his head and said, "Who would have thought that such a large conference would end so hastily."

Xi Yiyun shook his head and said, "If you knew how ruthless Qingshan Sect was at Lengshan, you wouldn't have come to this conclusion."

"That's right, the contest between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect is not at the Guocheng Temple, but at Lengshan, maybe even in the Underworld."

Bu Qiuxiao put the Longwei inkstone back into his sleeve, then walked towards the opposite side, raising his hand to signal Xi Yiyun, Liu Shisui and other disciples not to follow him.

Opposite is the Green Mountain Sect.

Zhao Layue and the others knew that he had something to say to Jing Jiu, so they avoided it.

Looking at that young and perfect face, Bu Qiuxiao couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought about the conversation he had with the other party in Chaoge City that year.

He used to be the youngest person in charge of the Righteous Way sect, but when he was the head of the sect, he was much older than Jing Jiu now.

Bu Qiuxiao said: "I haven't congratulated you on becoming the head of Qingshan yet."

Jing Jiu said, "It's not a happy event."

Ascetics pay attention to tranquility and desirelessness, but they also have to act against the sky. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with such things as power.

Of course his answer makes sense, but how many practitioners in the world can do this?

Bu Qiuxiao realized that his answer was not a lie, but he really thought so, and felt that this person was extraordinary, and said, "I heard that ten years old made you a bamboo chair."

Jing Jiu said, "He saw me do it."

Bu Qiuxiao changed the subject and said, "Who did Qing Shan learn from?"

Some words don't need to be pointed out, you can know what they mean.

Everyone could see that the Green Mountain Sect was able to kill so many monsters in the underworld, so it must have a connection with the underworld.

"I don't want your helpers in the underworld to be the remnants of Taiping."

Bu Qiuxiao said: "If that day really happened, I would pretend that the conversation in Chaoge City never happened."

The meaning of this sentence is also very clear.

If Qingshanzong could not get rid of the influence of Daoist Taiping, then Bu Qiuxiao would no longer be threatened by Jing Jiu, and even if his reputation was ruined, he would have to fight Qingshanzong.

Jing Jiu admired Bu Qiuxiao more, and was willing to explain a few words, saying, "I sent a Qingshan disciple down in advance."

Bu Qiuxiao didn't expect such an answer. He was slightly taken aback, and he had a lot of appreciation for the young Qingshan disciple who had entered the underworld, and said, "I hope he can come back safely."

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There was a problem with the practice of the high priest, and he had been washing himself in the Styx and retreating. The priests were basically in a state of leaderless. And just like what Jing Jiu thought, those priests were worshiped and worshiped by the people every day, and lived an extremely luxurious and decadent life. Under the temptation of the Underworld Emperor's Seal, they couldn't think clearly about this matter at all, so they were dragged into Tongyan's situation by the underworld master.

But no matter how stupid those priests were, they finally came to their senses after successive accidents, and they were shocked and angrily thought that this was a conspiracy of the human race.

The thatched cottage covered with golden leaves looks more beautiful in the black and white world, like a dream. Compared with it, the giant tree like ink blob by the cliff has another kind of beauty.

Standing under the tree, Tong Yan looked at the armies of both sides who were fighting fiercely in the distant field, and suddenly asked: "For six hundred years, the lower realm has been continuously sending resources to Yunmeng Mountain, so the passage must be extremely stable, why didn't those priests try to go there?"

The master of the underworld floated to the same height as him, and said: "The passage is in the hands of the high priest, and Yunmeng Mountain is strictly forbidden to enter and leave from there, you should understand the reason."

A formation that can transport cultivation resources may not be able to transport living lives. More importantly, the Zhongzhou faction will not let others find out that they have been gaining benefits from the underworld, at least not let people find clear evidence. Otherwise, they have a very high status in the hearts of the people as leaders of the world and the leaders of the human race. How should they deal with themselves?

Tong Yan said: "The channel that lasted for six hundred years... I always find it difficult to hide. The strange thing is that I didn't find any traces in the Yunmeng Mountain formation."

When it comes to the understanding of the Yunmeng Mountain Formation, apart from Tanbai and Qilin, probably this former Zhongzhou Sect young genius disciple.

After all, he dug a hole in the ground of Yunmeng Mountain for many years.

A strange smile appeared on the translucent face of the underworld master, and he said, "That passage is very secret, and I haven't found it, so you don't have to test me."

Tong Yan said, "I'm just curious about these things."

The underworld master suddenly stretched out his hand to the gray sky, and said after a while: "That's it."

Tong Yan couldn't see what was in his palm, but felt a strong danger, and said, "Then leave."

Mingshi pointed to the distant battlefield and said, "If you leave at this time, I can't guarantee that I can send you to the bottom of the well alive."

Tong Yan knew that although Master Ming's words were exaggerated, they were also somewhat true.

Those priests found out that he had deceived them, and collectively entered a state of madness.

At this time, Mingdu has been surrounded by the sacrifice army of the priests, and fighting is going on even in the sky.

Those crazy underworld soldiers and priests with bloodshot eyes who are not afraid of death, what they want this time is not the throne, but his life.

"It's impossible for the underworld to be breached. If you stay here, you can live." The underworld master looked into his eyes and said, "It's a bit ridiculous to say, but I really saw some shadows of the teacher in your body. I believe that with your help, I can solve the situation here as soon as possible."

For Tong Yan, it is not difficult to adapt to a world like the Underworld, which only has black and white colors. The problem is that there is no aura of heaven and earth here, and as the true energy leaks out, he will become weaker and weaker until he dies. "I don't want to be a pale, frail military adviser in a wheelchair or on a stretcher," he said.

Master Ming smiled and said: "It doesn't matter a few years, I can still play a few games of chess with you."

Tong Yan said, "What do you need me to do?"

Mingshi said, "First of all, you need to help me determine who Jing Jiu really is."

Tong Yan said, "I don't understand what you mean."

The master said: "I used to think that he could not be that person, but now I am a little hesitant."

Tong Yan was silent for a while, then said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"If he is really that person, I will not dare to continue to cooperate with him because of fear."

Several rays of light radiated from the translucent face of the underworld master, which was weird but extremely solemn, like a painted statue of a god.

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The sound of the waves in the East China Sea is indeed thunderous, which is related to the fact that the seaside is full of hard and ribbed reefs. The cliffs of Tongtianjing are also stones of the same material. They are extremely hard, covered with moss, and slippery to the extreme. In addition, countless runes and formations have been pasted on it for countless years. Except for some special underground creatures, it is impossible to climb at all.

Han Chan turned over in Jing Jiu's palm, then disappeared elsewhere.

The sea breeze in late autumn is indeed a little cool. I don't know if it's because of this reason. Chanzi touched the smooth top of his head, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness.

"You really colluded with the underworld."

"Another word."

"You really hooked up with the underworld."

Jing Jiu ignored him and walked towards the beach.

Zen Zi followed behind him, stepping on the sharp and piercing rocks with his bare feet, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he shouted loudly: "Is it the underworld master? Is it the underworld master!"

Jing Jiu stopped and asked blankly, "Can you make your voice louder?"

"Of course I can. When I was young, I learned the Mountain Demon Roar from my adoptive father."

Zenzi said straightforwardly: "What are you afraid of? You also know that this matter should not be known by others? Then why did you do it?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's too troublesome."

After returning to Qingshan, he might have to explain it to Yuan Qijing. Thinking about it, he felt a little headache.

Zenzi looked him in the eyes and said, "Master Ming is a student of Taiping, so in the final analysis, this time, you brothers and sisters joined forces to create another Zhongzhou school."

Jing Jiu said, "It's just like that, it would be a pity not to do it."

This is forced by the situation, because the situation is so good.

Just like why you kick someone, of course it's also because of the angle.

Zen Zi said: "Don't forget, I was killed by your senior brother."

Jing Jiu said, "That was the previous life."

Zen Zi said: "Your brother was also killed by him."

Jing Jiu said, "That's why I will kill him."

Chanzi was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, you brothers and sisters are not as good as Liu Ci. He seems to be meek, but he is persistent. Well... Yuan Qijing is also better than you."

Jing Jiu said, "But we are still alive."

So he did not forgive Liu Ci.

Zenzi heard the meaning of his words and said nothing more.

The sun shines on the East China Sea, and there are gusts of wind.

The wind pushes the sea water, creating layers of waves, beating against the rocks and breaking into fine snow foam.

The feeling of viewing things depends on the mood of the viewer at that time.

Seawater is more fragile than glass.

Thinking of Liu Ci turning into spring rain, such a beautiful scenery can only make people feel sad or even angry.

Jing Jiu and Chan Zi stood on the edge of the cliff, their eyes stretched far away from the waves under their feet.

"What are you going to do next?"

"I want to try again."

He listened to scriptures in Guocheng Temple, brought out a sword from the West Sea, and traveled around the world with Chuzi Sword.

He had already tried three times to lure Daoist Taiping out to kill him, the first two almost succeeded, and the latter did not cause any disturbance.

If the lotus flower represents reincarnation, Daoist Taiping should be in the weakest state now, and he wants to try again.

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