Chapter 236: Things Before the Fog

The middle-aged Taoist floated away, the stream returned to flow, and the traveler stood there in silence for a long time.

He didn't understand what the middle-aged Taoist said at the end, but he understood that if such a big shot wanted to do something, he had no way to stop it, let alone do anything.

Thinking of the words those people said when they invited him, the traveler smiled sadly and left here. He didn't plan to tell anyone about what happened today, but he was inevitably a little sad.

Back in front of the white fog, an old man with a sad face came up and asked in some doubt, "Where did the Taoist brother go?"

The traveler shook his head and said nothing, just asked "What's the matter?"

Although the old man didn't say it clearly, his expression had revealed a lot of things, and the traveler in front of him could naturally see it.

"Many people died in the white fog."

The old man frowned and whispered, "Many people are not satisfied."

The traveler looked at the sky and suddenly found that it was already night, and the stars were all in the sky, looking like bright eyes looking at the earth.

He retracted his gaze and said calmly, "This is the rule before. Life and death are your own responsibility. After everything is made clear, who can say anything?"

"That being said, it is obvious that there will be some problems."

The old man is also a casual cultivator. For the sake of fairness and justice, the cultivators invited to preside over this relic are all casual cultivators. They have no relationship with those big sects, nor with the Daliang Dynasty. The only relationship they have is with each other.

The traveler from afar originally believed in those statements, but thinking about what he had experienced before, he frowned and asked, "What are they?"

The old man quickly said, "At first, it was the Taoist priests of Gusong Temple and Changqing Temple who made the trouble, but now, things seem to be bigger, and many Taoist sects are a little angry."

The traveler from afar raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Taoism? Is there anyone who dares to attack the Taoist monks?"

The old man did not speak, but just smiled bitterly.

The traveler from afar suddenly thought of something, and his face became a little ugly.

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Fighting is bound to happen, whether it is between ordinary people or between those great figures who have achieved success in cultivation. Now, before the white fog, representatives of various sects have gathered and have started quarreling. As great monks from the outside world, their respective sects naturally have secret methods to detect the life and death of their disciples. The death of disciples from Gusong Temple and Changqing Temple in the ruins before cast a shadow on them. The two young Taoists belonged to their own Taoist lineages. They have always been enemies, or in other words, they have always been in a competitive relationship.

Neither of the two Taoist lineages is willing to submit to the other, even if Taiping Dao has gradually weakened over the years.

So the quarrel that broke out at the beginning was the monks on both sides accusing each other. In their opinion, except for their own Taoist lineage, the other lineage is not a good person.

There was no evidence for this kind of thing. Before, the two sides just said a few sarcastic words to each other. But as more and more Taoist disciples died, the cultivators of the Changsheng Dao and Taiping Dao naturally had many ideas. The human heart can never stand speculation, so soon, both sides tacitly agreed to this matter, and then they quarreled for a long time.

Disciples from other sects also died there, but seeing the fierce quarrel of the Taoist sect, they did not speak, because they did not understand who was killing the Taoist disciples.

They naturally knew something in their hearts. When their disciples entered the ancient ruins, they told their disciples not to do those things.

What were those things?

Of course, don't provoke the disciples of the Taoist sect.

Whether it is the Changsheng Dao or the Taiping Dao, don't provoke them.

There are so many cultivators in the world, and there are even more schools, but the Taoist sect has always been the most important one.

Half of the cultivators in the world are from the Taoist sect.

In the distance.

After the Taoist in green clothes went back, the next person who came to Chixin Temple was called Ning Gui. He had not set foot in the realm of forgetfulness, but was just a cultivator from the other shore. He had been taking care of these mundane affairs for Chixin Temple on weekdays. As the leader of the Taiping Dao lineage, Wantian Palace naturally sent people. The Taoist who came was called Mo Ying.

Listening to the quarrel over there, both of them frowned slightly. As the real big shots present, they naturally knew that quarreling was useless.

Taoist Ning Gui was silent for a long time, and took the initiative to ask, "I heard that the old immortal has reached the end of his life, and there is nothing left. He will soon ride a crane and leave."

In fact, it is more like a statement than an inquiry, which is to describe a simple fact.

Ordinary people die every day in this world. Although cultivators live longer, they will also die.

Even if Wantian Palace is a large Taoist sect, it will not be an exception.

There will definitely be cultivators who will die.

But people are different, and everyone knows this.

Mo Ying naturally knew what the person in front of him was thinking, and understood that he was talking about the great immortal.

There are very few Taoist masters, and even in Wantian Palace, there are not many.

"The old master is in good health, I'm afraid he won't die for a while."

Taoist Mo Ying smiled and said, there was nothing unusual.

Taoist Ning Gui said, "It's a good thing that the old master has inherited the legacy, but why didn't the saint come today?"

Taoist Mo Ying shook his head and said, "The saint naturally has other things to do, so why does she need to come in person for such a thing?"

Although the monks outside the country all know that this ancient ruins are extremely important to them, everyone knows that this first time is just a test. If they want to have a result, I am afraid they still need to do it in the future. The monks should spend more time and study it carefully.

Taoist Ning Gui tried several times but did not get the answer he wanted, but he was not angry at all, as if he had expected such a result.

Mo

The Taoist Ying looked at him several times and then said seriously, "What is happening in the white mist? What do fellow Taoists think?"

Taoist Ning Gui glanced at Taoist Mo Ying, remained silent for a moment, and said, "There should not be so many casualties among Taoist disciples, but looking around, who dares to attack my Taoist disciples? I'm afraid there is something wrong in the ruins." Something that is known.”

"The news I received before is that there is nothing in the periphery. The Chongming Sect has already spent countless hours exploring it, so there should be no problems."

Taoist Mo Ying opened his mouth slightly, a little worried.

Taoist Ning Gui sneered and said, "If these guys are useful, how could any of their own sects be taken over?"

Taoist Mo Ying said, "Speaking of the fact that Master Tie Yun has been the leader of the Chongming Sect for so long, he must have a lot of magical weapons found in ancient ruins?"

Taoist Ning Gui's face looked a little ugly. He glanced at Taoist Mo Ying and said softly, "We are a little late. The guard envoy came in person earlier."

Although Chixin Guan has a respected position in the Taoist sect, and a real person came to Chongming Mountain at that time, due to many reasons, they did not enter Chongming Mountain at that time, and only sent one disciple, Yun Jianyue, into the mountain.

After all, Yun Jianyue is just a young Taoist priest.

"Daliang Chao has gained a lot of benefits this time, which is really... hard to accept."

Taoist Ning Gui frowned, very dissatisfied.

But this time, Taoist Mo Ying did not respond. After the last Wanliu Meeting, the relationship between Wantian Palace and Daliang Dynasty became a little subtle. Now there are still many voices in the mountains, and it is difficult for him to say anything.

That matter seemed to have been facilitated by that old master, but that old master has now reached the end of his life. Is there no change in these things?

Mo Ying was a little worried and frowned, feeling very distressed.

He respected the old man very much, but some things were never that simple.

Master Ning Gui glanced at him and was about to speak when someone in the distance suddenly spoke and said in surprise, "Qi Zhen is dead!"