Chapter 639: The Sunset Is Infinitely Good

Not too long. Before the flowing clouds beside Tianguang Peak had completely flowed to those places on Shangde Peak, the continuous lightning in the Void Realm stopped.

In that high sky, a bright light suddenly appeared, like a mirror hundreds of miles away.

That is the dividing line between the virtual world and the real sky.

Two small black dots appeared in the mirror and gradually grew larger.

Fang Jingtian and Master Guangyuan fell to the top of Tianguang Peak one after another, no wounds could be seen on their bodies, and their expressions were normal.

In the past, Daoist Taiping directly killed Mo Chengfeng and killed Mo Chengfeng in order to be the head of Qingshan, but that was a special case after all.

In a situation like today, it is impossible to judge the outcome by life and death, as long as we know each other clearly.

So who won the final victory?

Immortal Guangyuan walked back to the crowd at Shiyue Peak.

Fang Jingtian stayed where he was.

There was commotion between the peaks, and the elders of Shiyue Peak sighed with regret.

After all, it was 30 years late, and although they were all giants of the Heaven-reaching Realm, they were still different.

Fang Jingtian walked towards the cottage.

The silver eyebrows fluttered lightly.

The chair is under the hut.

When passing by the stele, he stopped and saluted Yuan Gui.

Yuan Gui closed his eyes and didn't respond.

Fang Jing walked to the hut, turned around and was about to sit down.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the chair fell down like this, breaking into a pile of wooden slats.

There was a dead silence on the top of Tianguang Peak.

That chair represented the position of the head of Qingshan, Fang Jingtian broke before he could sit on it...

Anyone who encounters such a thing will be angry or ashamed.

An elder from Xilai Peak shouted sharply: "Who did this! How courageous!"

Yuan Qu stood beside Zhao Layue, and said in a low voice, "If it cracks when you sit on it...that would be embarrassing."

At this moment, the peak was extremely quiet, no matter how soft his voice was, it still clearly fell into the ears of many people.

At this time, the Qingshan disciples were in a state of shock and tension, and they didn't respond. A female disciple of Jingzong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The Xilai Peak elder suddenly turned around, stared at the female disciple and said, "What are you laughing at?"

The female disciple was startled by the sharp sword-like gaze, and her face turned pale.

Que Niang protected her behind her, looked at the Xilai Peak elder and said calmly: "My apprentice laughed at her, what has it to do with you?"

The elder Xilaifeng knew the teacher-student relationship between her and Jing Jiu, and even more knew that she was the next generation suzerain appointed by Jingzong. He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Qingshan disciples and shouted: "Who did it! Stand up for me!"

It was still quiet, and the disciples of Qingshan looked like a forest.

Suddenly, a tall branch grew out of the woods.

That's when someone raised their hand.

The crowd became commotion, and countless eyes looked there.

Zhuo Rusui drooped his eyelids, but his right hand was raised straight, as energetic as a flagpole.

The Xilaifeng elder said slightly angrily: "Nephew Zhuo, what do you intend to do by deliberately destroying the sacred objects of the sect?"

"Isn't it just a chair? Master, the old man never said what kind of sacred object it is." Zhuo Rusui raised his head, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I was so happy when I left the customs that day. I accidentally broke this chair. Many people saw it with their own eyes. What's the problem?"

The Xilai Peak elder couldn't help but know that Zhuo Rusui was not an ordinary Qingshan disciple. He didn't talk about realm and talent, but only said that he was a closed disciple of the former master master. This sentence was extremely difficult...

Fang Jingtian said calmly: "That's right, this is just a chair, it's not important."

Daoist Guangyuan was defeated by him today, no one in Qingshan Jiufeng is qualified to compete with him for the position of head of Qingshan, without that chair, wouldn't he be the head?

"Whether you have that chair or not, you can be the master, but you don't even have Cheng Tianjian, so what qualifications do you have to be the master?"

A calm and even indifferent voice sounded from the peak.

The Qingshan disciples were in an uproar and looked over one after another.

Some young disciples learned that it was Zhao Layue, the master of Shenmo Peak, who spoke.

These young people had heard the story of Shenmo Peak, but they didn't know her demeanor back then, they couldn't help being very surprised, thinking that she was so tough!

The elders of the various peaks and the representatives of the various factions are very calm, and there is even a feeling that it has finally begun.

How could the people of Shenmo Peak let Fang Jingtian be the head of Qingshan.

Fang Jingtian's silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, he looked at her with a half-smile and said: "Junior Sister disagrees?"

Zhao Layue said, "Of course."

Fang Jingtian glanced over the elders and disciples of each peak, and said slowly: "Then who else is not convinced?"

"Uncle Master...I haven't let go of this hand yet." Zhuo Rusui said with an innocent face while raising his right hand.

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Zhao Layue is the master of the peak of Shenmo, the former disciple of Master Jingyang... Well, her relationship with Master Jingyang is more complicated.

Zhuo Rusui was the most beloved closed disciple of the former head real Liu Ci.

Their status in Qingshan Nine Peaks is already very special, but now that they have become the real powerhouses at the peak of breaking the sea, they are even more extraordinary.

And they are young.

In the history of Qingshan Sect, they can be ranked among the top three in terms of the speed of their cultivation.

There is also Jing Jingren.

They are the future and present of the Qingshan Sect.

They stood up against Fang Jingtian's becoming the head of Qingshan at the same time, which would inevitably affect the attitude of many Qingshan disciples, and they were powerful enough themselves.

The Tianguang Peak was completely quiet.

Master Guangyuan didn't want the Qingshan conflict to fall into the eyes of those outsiders, so he said seriously to Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui: "The Qingshan sect really needs a master."

Zhao Layue said blankly, "He's not dead yet."

Zhuo Rusui followed up and said, "What's the rush?"

Everyone knew they were talking about Jing Jiu.

The problem is that Jing Jiu has been sleeping in Chaoge City for more than a hundred years, how many more years will he continue to sleep?

The Xilaifeng elder said sharply: "This is the regulation that was discussed at the Qingshan Conference last year. You suddenly objected at this time, what is it?"

Zhao Layue said blankly, "At that time I was retreating."

Zhuo Rusui followed up and said, "I'm also retreating."

Zhao Layue said: "Of course I don't recognize the things you have discussed."

Zhuo Rusui followed up and said, "I don't recognize it either."

The Xilai Peak elder couldn't help it anymore, and said: "Nephew Zhuo, you can't represent Tianguang Peak, it doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not."

Zhuo Rusui lowered his eyes and said: "I know that many disciples in Tianguang Peak have been bribed by you...but I think some people will support me, right?"

Hearing these words, many eyes fell on the people of Tianguang Peak.

Guo Nanshan sighed and said, "It's all up to you."

Elder Mochi sighed: "You...you...you...say...you are."

Zhuo Rusui looked at the Xilai Peak elder innocently and said: "Look, I can't help it, the reputation is just so high."

At this time, Que Niang took a few steps to walk around, and a gift to Fang Jingtian said softly: "In theory, this is a matter of Aoyama. We should not say anything, but the whole practice industry knows that Jingyang is a gentleman. I always ask for a student. The mountain is going to choose a new head. Where does this gentleman put it? "

This sentence is really difficult to answer, Yuan Qu secretly praised him, he is indeed a master of chess.

Lu Guogong also spoke without hesitation, and said in an old voice: "That's not bad. The court has always respected the Qingshan School, but everyone in the world knows that the sect master is His Majesty's great-uncle. According to the last emperor's edict, it is not too much to respect him as the Supreme Emperor. Did the Qingshan School not consider the court's face when they acted like this? You might as well say clearly that Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with this matter. Let me ask, what are you thinking?"

This accusation is more troublesome, Yuan Qu secretly praised, the people in the palace are indeed dirtier.

Immediately afterwards, Guocheng Temple and Suanling Sect also raised their doubts naturally, only Daze and the other sects remained silent.

Fang Jingtian looked in the direction of Chaoge City, his silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, silently thinking that there was indeed a problem with Gu Qing, and hoped that there would be no problem with Master.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Que Niang, Lu Guogong and the others, and said calmly: "This is a matter of the Qingshan Sect. No matter what your identities or reasons are, it's useless."

Then he looked at the small sedan chair with the green curtain, and said, "I say the same thing to the nunnery master, because it is about Qingshan."

Where the sound fell, a clear sword intent emanated from his body, spreading between the sky and the earth like a plum branch, which would not break despite the strong wind.

This is the majesty of a giant in the sky-reaching realm, and this is the courage of a strong man in the green hills.

This is a matter of Qingshan.

This is Qingshan.

Only Qingshan people can decide Qingshan affairs.

Daoist Guangyuan didn't speak.

Cheng Youtian remained silent.

On the top of Bihu Peak in the distance, Liu Ada slowly walked to the top of the tallest tree, looked towards the direction of Tianguang Peak, narrowed his pupils slightly, not sure if it was because the sun was too strong, or his mind was too chaotic.

Suddenly, it meowed at Tianguang Peak.

The sword intent that covered the sky like plum branches came to the extremely high sky, cutting the sky full of sunlight.

That meow was like a kindling, igniting those fragments of sunlight and turning them into countless sunset glows.

The fake sunset glow falls on the top of Tianguang Peak.

Zhuo Rusui said with emotion: "It's so beautiful."

The gloomy Tunzhou Sword appeared in front of him at some point.

The sword floated slowly in the setting sun, like autumn leaves, as if ready to burn at any moment.

Zhao Layue said, "Yes."

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