Chapter 1268: Clearing the Relationship with Tongtian

Listening to Wen Zhong's story, Qin Yao frowned more and more.

Such an obvious performance immediately attracted Wen Zhong's attention, so the old master changed the subject and asked: "Does the Taoist think something is wrong?"

"You fell into a trap."

Qin Yao's mind jumped directly out of this incident, looking back at the matter from the overall perspective of Fengshen, and said with certainty on his face.

Wen Zhong was stunned and said: "Fell into a trap? I didn't agree or implement the suggestions put forward by Master Shi Ji?"

Qin Yao said in surprise: "Shiji? What's the matter with her here?"

"It was Shi Ji who gave me an idea..."

Wen Zhongdang explained the cause and effect in detail, and finally said seriously: "It is also because of this incident that I realized that if I don't die, a steady stream of my classmates will suffer because of me."

"It's strange, why did Shi Ji wade into this muddy water?" Qin Yao murmured to himself, indeed he couldn't figure out Shi Ji's motive.

Just as Wen Zhong expected that Shi Ji would not dare to betray Jie Jiao, Qin Yao did not think that Shi Ji would dare to do anything that would endanger Jie Jiao's interests at this time.

If that's the case, then her motivation for doing this is so confusing that it's simply unbelievable.

"I'll leave the rest of the wine for you. I'll go to Biyou Palace." Qin Yao suddenly stood up and said.

"Daozhang Shen doesn't need to go to Biyou Palace. I can tell you whatever you want to ask." The cold wind suddenly picked up, and a figure rode the wind and appeared on the Conferring God Platform.

Qin Yao followed the sound and saw the other party's appearance clearly, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

The person who came was clearly Lan Deng, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, but what was very different from his usual image was that he did not look like an immortal at all now. Instead, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and there were thirty-six obvious sword wounds on his body. Every sword wound caused a bloody flower to bloom on his clothes.

It can be seen from this that he was injured so seriously that his whole body was like a candle in the wind, as if he would fall down and lose his soul in the next moment.

"Are you curious, looking at the world, who can hurt me like this?"

Looking at the surprise or confusion on the two faces in front of him, Ran Deng grinned, his smile was eerie, like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

"I'm quite curious." Qin Yao nodded and said, "Is it possible that some old monster hiding in the world has been born?"

Ran Deng put away his smile, shook his head and said: "There is no old monster hiding in the world. It's Tongtian. Tongtian stabbed me thirty-six times with the Qingping sword, cut off my three flowers, cut off my five qi, and almost killed me. I."

Qin Yao turned to look at Wen Zhong and vaguely guessed some clues: "Did you plan Wen Zhong's death?"

"Yes, I planned it."

Ran Deng said: "For this, I paid twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, and personally went to Biyou Palace to accept the punishment from Tongtian."

Qin Yao understood now and said, "Are you here to stop me?"

Ran Deng nodded: "Yes, the matter has come to this, I can only go to the dark side in one way. Shen Gongbao, don't you think you are very contradictory? On the one hand, you want the merit of becoming a god, but on the other hand, you continue to help Jiejiao and obstruct the achievement of being a god. God progresses.”

Qin Yao said calmly: "I did not continue to help Jiejiao and hinder the progress of becoming a god. In fact, I would have reached the point where I am today thanks to the gift of the Kunlun Saint. If he hadn't taken away the Four Swords of Immortal Killing from my body, I would have How could he be so passive?"

"You are two-faced and you blame the saint." Ran Deng sneered and sneered at his statement.

Qin Yao said: "Are you also a demon?"

"I'm not a demon." Ran Deng said decisively: "At most... a spirit. A god, or a fairy."

Qin Yao said lightly: "Can't it be a demon spirit?"

Ran Deng's eyes were slightly cold: "What do you want to say?"

"Sage Kunlun's prejudice against the demon clan is well known. If you are a human being, but if you are a demon spirit, then even if you are the deputy leader, he will only treat you as a tool." Qin Yao sneered: "The tool is no longer handy. Or what if it’s damaged? Just throw it away and get another one.”

Ran Deng said coldly: "You can't even think of alienating the relationship between me and Chanmen."

"Separation?" Qin Yao shook his head and asked, "Have you ever returned to Kunlun Mountain after being punished by Master Tongtian?"

There were ripples in the Randenxin Lake, and it was silent.

"It seems that you have returned, but the Kunlun Saint did not say anything about taking the initiative to help you heal your injuries, and let you bear the pain silently." Qin Yao said quietly.

Ran Deng said coldly and solemnly: "That's because I didn't make this request..."

"Deceiving yourself."

Qin Yao interrupted: "As long as he treats you as one of his own and as a confidant, you don't need to mention this kind of thing. If you don't mention it, he will turn a blind eye. This just shows that you are just a person in his eyes." tool."

"You fart." Ran Deng's eyes were fierce and his face was ferocious, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.

Seeing that he had broken his guard, Qin Yao stopped provoking him and said softly: "Randeng, you think you have no choice, but actually, you still have a choice. In the eyes of the Kunlun Saint, you are just a tool. But in In the eyes of some saints, you can be a comrade."

"Are you talking about Tongtian? I admit that Tongtian does not discriminate against the demon clan, but he has a lot of talented people. His four major disciples and the seven immortals who serve him are all talented people. With these disciples and disciples, how could he... …”

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yao waved his hand: "No, I'm talking about Western religion."

Ran Deng was like a chicken whose neck was strangled, and he was speechless for a moment.

"The West is barren, and the two great leaders are thirsty for talents. If you can move from Taoism to Buddhism, you will be reused." Qin Yao added.

Randeng's face gradually became strange: "Which side are you on?"

Qin Yao said calmly: "I am on my own side, from the beginning to the end. You and Yuanshi both think that I am two-faced, but in fact, I just want to protect myself."

Randeng took a deep breath and suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart for the time being: "I won't listen to your lies. Anyway, with me here, don't even think about going to the Biyou Palace to offer advice."

Qin Yao looked at his sickly appearance, and the shadow of the kingdom of God suddenly appeared around him: "Can you stop me?"

Randeng flipped his hand and summoned a black palace lantern that released a strong aura of death. With a gentle blow, a little flame with a breath of annihilation burned on the palace lantern: "Shen Gongbao, you underestimate me too much. I am one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, and one of the three thousand guests who have lived to this day. I am also the deputy leader of the Chan Sect. Even if I have lost the three flowers and five qi, I am not something you can easily control."

Feeling the shadow of death brought by the black palace lantern, Qin Yao silently weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and instantly put away the realm of the kingdom of God: "Well, Deputy Leader Ran Deng, I won't go to Jiejiao to inform and offer advice, it's okay to go to the battlefield of Fengshen?"

Ran Deng stared at his cheek, and finally held the palace lantern and slowly disappeared: "You can go to the battlefield, but don't try to get in touch with Tongtian, otherwise... don't blame me for not giving face to Bodhi."

Seeing this annoying coffin face finally disappear in front of him, Qin Yao's mood improved a lot, turned to Wen Zhong and said: "Daoyou, these wines are left to you, I'll go first."

Wen Zhong's heart was surging with thousands of thoughts and he had a lot to say, but when he thought of Shen Gongbao's difficulties, he buried all these thoughts and words in his heart: "Master, take care, I won't see you off."

Qin Yao nodded, took Nezha and flew up, straight into the night sky, and disappeared in front of Wen Zhong in an instant.

After a long time

Wen Zhong silently retracted his gaze and turned to look at Bai Jian: "Priest, can you allow me to..."

"You can't leave here." Bai Jian knew what he wanted to say and refused.

Wen Zhong exhaled lightly and said: "Then can you find someone to take a message to the Biyou Palace for me?"

Bai Jian refused again: "Old Master, you are dead. The disputes in the world and the fight between the Chan and Jie sects, at least in this game, have nothing to do with you."

Wen Zhong: "..."

At three o'clock in the morning.

Qin Yao and Nezha came to Jiepai Pass on a cloud. As soon as they arrived at the residence of their disciple, Jiang Ziya jumped out like a cat smelling blood, and appeared in front of the master and disciple.

"What's the matter?" Qin Yao asked proactively.

Jiang Ziya nodded and looked him in the eyes: "It's been so long. Has the Imperial Master used up the Heavenly Book of the Conferred Gods?"

Qin Yao laughed: "You're afraid that I won't give this divine object back to you."

Jiang Ziya said calmly: "After all, this is the carrier of my great cause, which is equivalent to my life-related treasure. It is not something that can be easily discarded."

"That's true." Qin Yao raised his hand and summoned the Conferred Gods, and threw it to the other party: "I'll give it back to you."

Jiang Ziya raised his hands quickly, took the immortal scroll in his hands, and then looked left and right in front of Qin Yao and his apprentice, and checked it very carefully.

This scene made Qin Yao laugh in his heart, but he could also understand the other party.

After all, if he found something wrong in front of him, such as the goods were not the same as the ones on the board or there was damage, he could directly hold him accountable.

But if the other party didn't even check this step, and directly took the Conferred Gods away, and found something wrong afterwards, and came to him to settle accounts with the wrong things, how could he admit it?

"You go and have a rest first. I'll stay here with Prime Minister Jiang and watch it slowly." Qin Yao turned around and patted Nezha's shoulder, saying leisurely.

"No need." Jiang Ziya's old face flushed, and he immediately put the Conferred God List into his sleeves: "National Master, I'm leaving."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Don't you want to take a closer look at the truth inside? If you leave this door, if you find any problems again, I won't admit it."

"I believe in the National Master." Jiang Ziya bowed his hands, turned around and turned into light and left.

Nezha looked up at the other party's fairy light going away, and said sarcastically: "You are just about to lie on it to watch it. After watching it, you still say that you believe in the National Master. It's hypocritical, too hypocritical."

"Okay, don't talk so much, be careful of the disaster from your mouth." Qin Yao glared at him, then put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked into the door.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Qin Yao sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, his soul appeared in the realm of the Kingdom of God, and looked up at the Zhuxian Sword Plate in the air.

After a moment of silence, he slowly flew up, formed seals with his hands in the air, and cast a seal on the sword disk, then called out: "Master..."

This is the Maoshan spiritual art of using objects to communicate with spirits, which is an advanced version of "a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe".

However, after he called out, there was no movement in the sword disk.

For a long time...

Just when Qin Yao thought that this connection had ended in failure, Tongtian's voice suddenly came from the inside of the sword disk: "Shen Gongbao?"

Qin Yao was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "It's great to be able to contact you, Master, I have something important to tell you."

"What is it, tell me."

Tongtian had eavesdropped on their conversation a long time ago, but he couldn't say it directly, so he could only pretend to be confused.

Qin Yao immediately revealed all the information he knew, and finally said: "Master, the Golden Spirit Mother will definitely not have no reaction to Wen Zhong's death. You have to talk to her as soon as possible and persuade her to let go of her hatred."

Tongtian said: "I will talk to her, you are thoughtful."

Qin Yao immediately said: "Master, we are even."

"Are you shameless?" Tongtian snorted, "Just this piece of news, you want to cancel out the sword disk and the inheritance?"

Qin Yao said seriously: "This piece of news may save the life of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and even prevent Jiejiao from being dragged into the vortex again. So, why can't it be canceled?"

Tongtian said: "At most, it can only cancel out the sword disk, but my sword inheritance can't."

"I haven't even read your sword inheritance, and I don't need it. Why don't you take it back?" Qin Yao said.

"If you ask me to take it, I will take it. Are you a saint or am I a saint?" Tongtian said.

Qin Yao said in a serious tone: "I have used the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the Sword Plate. I can understand that Kaifeng does not retreat, but I have not even seen the sword inheritance. You can't force it on me, right?

Last time in the Biyou Palace, I wanted to talk about this matter, but you didn't give me a chance. Now we have to talk, Master, your way of adding grace is too rough, I can't accept it."

In the Biyou Palace, Tongtian looked at the other party's serious face, hesitated again and again, and directly tore a crack in time and space, and suddenly appeared in Qin Yao's house: "Open your eyes, I'm here."

Qin Yao's soul withdrew from the realm of the Kingdom of God, and his consciousness returned to his body. He opened his eyes and looked at the saint of Jiejiao in front of him, and summoned the sword plate and the fierce sword with both hands.

"Are you really not going to consider it again? This is my inheritance, the inheritance of the first sword saint in the three realms." Tongtian said in a serious tone.

Qin Yao nodded and said, "No. Being your disciple is too tiring, I am not blessed to enjoy it."

"You haven't done it, how do you know it's too tiring?" Tongtian raised his eyebrows.

Qin Yao said: "There is a saying among the people, you have never eaten pork but you have seen pigs run. Although I have never been your disciple, I can imagine what the end is."

Tongtian laughed and said: "You are not smart at all. You took over the inheritance, and then helped if you can, and didn't help if you can't. I can't kill you, right?"

Qin Yao sighed: "What can't be helped? If you give advice, what can't be given advice? If you play dirty, I can't beat you, so it's better to settle the two as soon as possible and live in peace."

Seeing his firm attitude, Tongtian couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He really liked the other party and wanted to accept him as a disciple, but unfortunately, this guy was determined and didn't want to rely on him.