Chen Tianyuan pressed a piece on the chessboard, pressing with his fingertips extra hard, and a cold chill came out.
"Shangguan Pei, he is dead." He said.
Lingmen, who was sitting opposite him, had a serious look on his face, but instead of having a direct attack, he also paused and said, "Have you already recovered?"
The words were questions, but the tone was affirmative.
By this time, if the Ling Sect has not noticed that Chen Tianyuan has a plan, then the Ling Sect will not be able to be the abbot of the Spirit Dragon Iron Temple.
Chen Tianyuan had already started making arrangements since Lingmen was not planning to fish.
He stayed in the Demon-Suppressing Cave and refused to leave, and asked Lingmen to come and invite him.
And Lingmen had to come.
If you don't even give this little face, Zhenmo Cave will probably cause trouble again.
After arriving, he was invited to play chess, and then he was dragged here.
"Shangguan Pei will not die in the temple, you don't need to worry," Chen Tianyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the old monk opposite, and said calmly, "Even if you can win this game in a short time, Shangguan Pei may still be able to win."
There is help.”
"Alchemy Master Chen, you must have missed everything." Lingmen smiled bitterly, helplessness appearing on his downcast face.
Shangguan Pei did not die in the temple, so his death was not attributable to Linglong Tiesha, and Lingmen naturally had no reason to blame Chen Tianyuan.
But the apparent unrelatedness does not prevent the growing hostility.
Originally, the people behind Shangguan Pei only needed to throw the blame on his head and use him as a scapegoat to give Linglong Tiesha an explanation, and the two sides could at least maintain the appearance of non-hostility.
But now Shangguan Pei's death is equivalent to Linglong Tiesha being dissatisfied with this scapegoat and killing the person, directly cutting off this path of apology.
Even Shangguan Pei didn't die in the temple. He escaped on his own and had nothing to do with Linglong Iron Temple. He still had to give the explanation that was due.
After what happened, Linglong Tiesha couldn't stand on Chen Tianyuan's side even if he wanted to.
As for rescuing Shangguan Pei...
Lingmen said that he would not take these words of relief seriously.
"You have your considerations, and I have mine," Chen Tianyuan said without stopping, "You don't want to get involved too deeply, I also have to be responsible for others. As one of the three Buddhist temples, Linglong Iron Temple, if
Being an enemy makes it difficult for me to sleep or eat well."
"If I had known beforehand that the involvement was so extensive, I would never have let Master Chen enter the Demon Suppressing Cave." Lingmen sighed as he thought of this.
Now involved are the Jiange where the Sword God is located, the Dajiang Gang, which covers 40% of Daxuan's water transport business, and even the people behind Shangguan Pei.
That person was most likely one of the princes in the court, otherwise it would be difficult to say that the Tongtianhe Sword Sect was persuaded to come and take a hand.
This involvement is getting wider and wider, so wide that even the abbot of Lingmen is a little frightened.
He originally thought it was limited to Youzhou, but he didn't expect that it would even involve the capital.
"Birth, old age, illness, and death are the four sufferings in the world. Who can be exempted from the world?" Chen Tianyuan said seemingly unintentionally.
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, which shocked the abbot of Lingmen.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death..." Lingmen murmured, "Long Yuan has the power to increase his power and achieve immortality... Could it be that one?"
Even though he had been cultivating Buddhism for many years, he could not help but feel shocked at this moment. He thought about the person he had guessed in his mind, and then looked at Chen Tianyuan. He felt that this world was really ridiculous, that such a thing could happen.
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Willow branches on the moon.
Shangguan Pei, who was dressed in white Confucian uniform but could not hide his embarrassed look, ran to the ferry. In the distance, he could see fishing lanterns dotting the ferry and small boats arranged in an orderly manner.
He strode to the river and shouted: "Boatman, sail the boat! I will pay double, no, five times the boat fare."
"Where to go?"
A voice suddenly came from the right.
"Let's go wherever we want. Let's sail first."
Shangguan Pei walked quickly from the right to board the ship.
He finally escaped from the Linglong Iron Temple. At this time, he was afraid that he would be caught up by the monks in the temple. Of course, he could go anywhere.
"Then let me choose one for you."
A figure stood up on the small boat. Under the intertwined light of the setting sun and the cold moon, Shangguan Pei stopped abruptly with his gleaming bald head.
Bald! Monk!
Shangguan Pei immediately had the urge to run away.
And when that face without facial features came into view, this impulse was directly put into reality.
"How about the gate of hell?"
Wolf heads and human faces appeared around the faceless man, and resentful spirits roared around him. His figure was constantly changing, sometimes turning into a wolf monster with a wolf head and a human body, sometimes turning into a ferocious butcher, and sometimes turning into a ferocious monster.
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He jumped up from a dry land, the bronze blade reflecting the moonlight, and a cold aura gathered around him.
Shura's Seven Killing Swords!
The moonlight condensed on the Chanti sword, and the pores all over Shen Yi's body were sucking the moonlight. He jumped into the air with the moon on his back, and slashed down with one sword. The sword's light was both sad and beautiful, with a strange sense of beauty.
Under the moonlight, Shen Yi felt like he had some divine help, and his inner energy surged endlessly. For a moment, it was as if he had broken through a realm, and a cold and majestic energy penetrated into his body.
Chanti Jie's sword also burst out with black and red sword energy at the same time, like red lotus karma fire burning on the blade.
With one knife and seven points, the purgatory of Daoshan suddenly descended.
kill!
The sad beauty was suddenly reversed. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves suddenly erupted around the leaping figure. The wolf head and the human face kept roaring. The light of the sword falling across the sky was stained with bright red blood. This sword seemed to open the gate of hell.
Let hell come to earth and all ghosts be born.
Shangguan Pei, who was running back, suddenly felt that there was no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth. He turned around suddenly, as if he wanted to see the last scenery in the world, but what he saw was only the terrifying hell.
The light of the sword swallowed him up, and hell opened the door to him.
"Peng!"
Shen Yi landed heavily, his feet weighing a thousand kilograms, making a loud thud, and fine cold sweat broke out on his face without facial features.
Ten steps in front of him, Shangguan Pei stood like a solidified statue, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, and the boy's eyes were filled with confusion.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!
Seven rays of sword light erupted from the body at the same time, openings were opened at the center of the eyebrows, heart, Dantian, and limbs at the same time, and blood leaked out like a fountain.
One knife can divide life and death.
Shangguan Pei fell straight down, and when his body hit the ground, it fell apart like a broken porcelain doll.
"This knife..."
Shen Yi wiped the cold sweat from his face with his weak palms, "When the sword energy leaves the body, it is beyond the level of opening the meridians."