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Chapter 162(1/2)

Revealing the truth

Author: Go fishing in the mountains

Revealing the truth

"How do you know?!"

The tip of the iceberg, that is, Lin Qingyi's father, immediately replied.

Of course he knew who Taoist Ziyun was. He was the famous sect leader of the Donglai Sect. He was a top monk in Xuanye Continent.

Boredom: Because I was also unhappy with the idea of ​​"pig having an enemy", I only found out about this after repeated inquiries.

Tip of the iceberg: So that’s it.

Thinking of this, the tip of the iceberg was a little confused. Why did Taoist Ziyun use this method to humiliate and provoke himself?

My daughter is practicing in the Donglai Sect.

No. The tip of the iceberg suddenly came to mind.

If you mention his famous name Lin Yuntian, everyone in the surrounding continents must know this name.

But when Lin Qingyi went to Donglai Sect, he concealed his personal situation and used a code name.

In other words, he doesn't know who he is.

In other words, no matter who it is, "pig has an enemy" will do this kind of thing.

Use the advantage of a flower to suppress it steadily.

Lin Yuntian is Lin Qingyi's father. Although the relationship between the two is not good, it is understandable to support his daughter.

Isn't it a bit wrong for you, a sect leader, to rank the disciples of your own sect?

If you say you have no idea, it is definitely impossible!

Thinking of this, Lin Yuntian's logic became somewhat smoother.

However, he asked: "What evidence do you have to prove that the pig has an enemy and is Taoist Ziyun?"

Ordinary people usually choose names that are related to themselves on a whim.

But this pig has an enemy, and it is somewhat incompatible with Taoist Ziyun.

The gap is too big, it's almost like they are from the same world.

Boring Shuasa: "If you don't believe me, just see it in person."

Tip of the iceberg:…

After that, boredom spread all over the place while talking.

This boring swipe is Zhao Tianyuan’s trumpet.

The reason why I told Lin Qingyi's father this way was because I wanted to invite this helping hand to the Donglai Sect.

Sixth Realm monks who are in a complete state are still very advantageous against Sixth Realm monks who are still injured.

The key is that if Father Lin Qingyi figures out this matter, he will definitely kill Taoist Ziyun...

Zhao Tianyuan admitted that he was sinister and shameless.

But if you are not shameless or insidious against a monk in the Sixth Realm, then your life will be in vain!

After dealing with all this, Zhao Tianyuan is just waiting for the day when the "Death Contest" comes.



The twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

The snow has not gone away for several consecutive days, and the entire Donglai Sect is covered in snow.

The cold wind was biting, but the disciples of the Donglai Sect were all wearing different clothes, and there was no uniform attire on weekdays.

Because today, the Donglai Sect is going to hold its first event - the Suicide Contest.

This competition was initiated by Junior Brother Zhao and was unanimously approved by the three peak masters after discussion.

The disciples of the Donglai Sect all found this matter extremely interesting, and all of them were well prepared.

Among them, some disciples specially put on white mourning clothes, smeared white powder on their faces, and had already dressed up properly;

There are also some disciples who have axes hanging on their foreheads, and the blood stains on their bodies are so weird and oozing;

In short, all the disciples have a wide range of imaginations.

Even the three peak masters participated.

However, the three peak leaders serve as judges for selection.

It's impossible for the entire sect to play a game without anyone scoring.

All matters related to the death contest have already been given instructions.

At this moment, on Chaoyang Peak.

Third uncle Zhao Huaiqing held two thunderbolts, activated them, and threw them into the valley.

Boom!

Boom!

Thunder exploded in the valley, and the entire Donglai Sect was shaking and trembling!

These two trembling sounds mean that the suicide contest has officially begun!

As soon as the sound came, all the disciples moved together and smeared the "blood" on their bodies.

Although this blood is not real human blood, its texture and smell are almost the same as human blood.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples hurried to the place they had already chosen and prepared themselves for death.

Not long after, the entire Donglai Sect was littered with the corpses of disciples.

Some hung on trees, some fell into ravines, and some died miserably with foam at the mouth.

The third uncle and grandpa summoned a red flag magic weapon.

He waved the red flag, and in an instant blood spread from the red flag to the surroundings of the Donglai Sect.

The Donglai Sect was like a sect that had been slaughtered, with bloody blood everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.

On Zhao Tianyuan's side, seeing the smooth development of the "Death Contest", he breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it's time for him to perform.

Zhao Tianyuan punched himself hard on the shoulder, and a mouthful of blood came out.

This is a real injury, really vomiting blood.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to hide it from Taoist Ziyun's eyes.

Zhao Tianyuan was seen hurrying towards the place where Taoist Ziyun was retreating.

The place where Taoist Ziyun retreats to recuperate is called "Purple God Cliff". It is an important place of the Donglai Sect and ordinary disciples cannot enter it at all.

There are no guards here, just some restrictions.

After Zhao Tianyuan became a disciple personally named by Taoist Ziyun, Zhao Tianyuan was able to enter and leave this place at will.

At this time, Zhao Tianyuan, covered in blood and rolling and crawling, rushed to the Purple God Cliff.

When he came to the entrance of the cave, there were two stone lion handles at the door. Zhao Tianyuan knelt down and shouted: "Sect Master, something happened!"

When Zhao Tianyuan shouted outside, Taoist Ziyun inside could naturally hear him.

When he realized Zhao Tianyuan's embarrassed appearance, a voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Tianyuan said anxiously: "The sect was attacked and there were heavy casualties!"

"What?" Taoist Ziyun said in a stern tone.

Zhao Tianyuan had already anticipated this and said: "Two sitting Zhaojing monks came here. It is said that they came here to find a secret realm and wanted to take advantage of our sect. The disciples resisted desperately to maintain the dignity of the sect, but it was still to no avail!

"

"Those two loud noises just now?" Taoist Ziyun asked again.

Zhao Tianyuan said: "It was those people who did it. The disciples of our sect resisted to the death and injured one of them, but they also paid a heavy price! The disciples risked their lives to report the news and wanted to ask the sect master to leave the seclusion in advance!"

"I understand." Taoist Ziyun said.

Not long after, the stone door opened automatically, and Taoist Ziyun, wearing a purple robe, walked out slowly.

As soon as he appeared, he looked at Zhao Tianyuan with his spiritual sense and confirmed that the boy was indeed injured.

Since even Zhao Tianyuan was injured, it means that there is a foreign enemy involved, and it is true.

During the previous sect war, Zhao Tianyuan's status in the heart of Taoist Ziyun continued to rise. Now that Zhao Tianyuan came injured, he didn't take too much precaution.

Looking forward again, the Donglai Sect at this time was covered in silver and there were rivers of blood everywhere, looking extremely horrifying.

The blood gas permeates the air, covering up the severe cold in winter. The rich blood gas permeating the surroundings is even worse than the last battle to exterminate the sect!
To be continued...
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