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 and I didn't 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 muttered 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 this is the case, then her motives for doing this are so confusing and 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.
"There is no need for Master Shen to go to Biyou Palace. I can tell you whatever you want to ask." The cold wind suddenly picked up, and a figure came riding on the wind and appeared on the Conferring God Platform.
Qin Yao followed the sound and saw the other party's appearance clearly, his eyelids jumped suddenly.
The person who came was clearly the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, Ran Deng, but what was very different from his usual image was that he now had no trace of the immortal spirit at all. Instead, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and there were thirty-six obvious sword wounds on his body. Every time there was a sword wound, a bloody flower bloomed on the skirt of 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 is Tong Tian. Tong Tian 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, and 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 to become a god, but on the other hand, you continue to help Jiejiao and hinder 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, all 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 can you 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 categorically: "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 in hand.
Or what should I do if it’s damaged? Naturally, I 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?"
The lake in the heart of Ran Deng was filled with ripples and 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, leaving you to 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 the eyes of the Kunlun Saint, you are just a tool.
In the eyes of some saints, you may be a fellow disciple."
"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 eager for talents. If you can move from Taoism to Buddhism, you will be put into great use." Qin Yao added.
Ran Deng's face gradually became weird: "Which end are you from?"
Qin Yao said calmly: "I am on my own side, from the beginning to the end. Both you and Yuan Shi think that I am duplicitous. In fact, I just want to protect myself."
Ran Deng took a deep breath and suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart for the time being: "I won't listen to your nonsense. In short, as long as I am here, you don't want to go to Biyou Palace to offer advice."
Qin Yao looked at his sick look, and a shadow of the Kingdom of God suddenly appeared around him: "Can you stop me?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The burning lamp turned over and summoned a black palace lantern that released a rich death aura. With a gentle blow, the palace lantern burned a little with death.
Flame of Breath: "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 are still alive today. I am also the deputy leader of the Chan Sect. Even if Sanhua is gone,
The five qi are 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 immediately put away the realm of the Kingdom of God: "Forget it, deputy leader Ran Deng, I won't intercept the teachings and provide advice and suggestions.
Fengshen Battlefield Head Office, right?"
Ran Deng stared at his face, and finally held the palace lantern and slowly disappeared: "You can go to the battlefield, but don't try to get in touch with Tong Tian, otherwise... don't blame me for not giving Bodhi face."
Seeing this annoying coffin face finally disappearing in front of his eyes, Qin Yao felt a lot better. He turned to Wen Zhong and said, "Fellow Taoist, I'll leave these wines for you. I'll take the first step."
Wen Zhong had thousands of thoughts surging in his heart and had many things to say, but then he thought of Shen Gongbao's difficulties, so he buried all these thoughts and words in his heart: "Taoist Master, please go slowly, I won't send him 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 withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Bai Jian: "Priest, can you allow me..."
"You can't leave here." Bai Jian knew what he wanted to say and flatly refused.
Wen Zhong exhaled softly and said, "Then can you find someone to bring a message to Biyou Palace for me?"
Bai Jian refused again: "Old Master, you are dead. The disputes in the world and the battle between the two sects of Interpretation and Interpretation, at least in this game, have nothing to do with you."
Wen Zhong: "..."
Midnight watch.
Qin Yao and Nezha arrived in the clouds at Jiepaiguan. As soon as they arrived at the residence of his disciple, Jiang Ziya jumped out like a cat that smelled fishy smell and appeared in front of the master and disciple.
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yao asked proactively.
Jiang Ziya nodded and looked directly into his eyes: "It's been such a long time. Have you used up the Heavenly Book of Gods List and the National Master?"
Qin Yao laughed: "I'm still afraid that I won't return this sacred object to you."
Jiang Ziya said without changing his expression: "After all, this is the carrier of Pindao's great cause. It is equivalent to the natal treasure related to life. It is not something that can be easily discarded."
"That's right." Qin Yao raised his hand to summon the God List and threw it to the other party: "Give it back to you."
Jiang Ziya quickly raised his hands, took the fairy scroll in his hand, and then looked left and right in front of Qin Yao's master and disciple, and inspected it very carefully.
Seeing this scene, Qin Yao laughed in his heart, but he could also understand him.
After all, if you check in front of him and find something wrong, such as if the goods are incorrect or damaged, you can directly hold him accountable.
But once the other party didn't even check it, and just put away the list of gods and took it away, only to find something wrong later and come to him with something wrong to settle accounts, how could he admit it again?
"You go and have a rest first. I will accompany Jiang Guoxiang here and watch slowly." Qin Yao turned around and patted Nezha on the shoulder and said leisurely.
"No need." Jiang Ziya's old face turned red, and he immediately put the list of gods into his sleeves: "National Master, I take my leave."
Qin Yao smiled and said, "Aren't you going to take a closer look at the truth inside? If you leave this door, I won't recognize it if you find any problems again."
"I believe that the Imperial Master is a human being." Jiang Ziya cupped his hands, turned around and left.
Nezha raised his head and watched the opponent's immortal light disappearing, and said mockingly: "I just lay down and watched it. After reading it, I would say that I believe in the national master. It's hypocritical. It's too hypocritical."
"Okay, don't talk so much, be careful of trouble coming out of your mouth." Qin Yao glared at him, then turned around and walked into the door with his hands behind his back.
Fourth watch.
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 mid-air.
After a moment of silence, he slowly flew up, formed a seal with his hands out of thin air, made a seal and landed on the sword plate, and then called out: "Leader..."
This is Maoshan's psychic technique, which can be regarded as an advanced version of "a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe".
However, after he issued the call, there was still no movement in the sword plate.
a long time……
Just when Qin Yao thought that the connection ended in failure, Tongtian's voice suddenly came from inside the sword plate: "Shen Gongbao?"
Qin Yao was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "It would be great to contact you. Leader, I have something urgent to tell you."
"What's the matter? Just tell me."
Tongtian had long overheard the conversation between them, but he couldn't tell the matter directly, so he could only pretend to be confused as if he understood.
Qin Yao immediately revealed all the information he knew, and finally said: "Master, Our Lady of Jinling will definitely not have no reaction to Wen Zhong's death. You must 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 interested."
Qin Yao immediately said: "Leader, we are clear."
"Are you shameless?" Tongtian snorted coldly and said, "Just such a piece of news, are you going to cancel out the sword plate and inheritance?"
Qin Yao said solemnly: "This piece of news may save the life of Our Lady of Jinling, and even prevent Jiejiao from being dragged into the vortex again. So, why can't it be offset?"
Tongtian said: "At most it can offset the sword disk, but my swordsmanship inheritance cannot offset it."
"I haven't read your sword inheritance at all, and I don't need it. Why don't you take it back," Qin Yao said.
"I'll accept it if you ask me to. Are you a saint or am I a saint?" Tongtian said.
Qin Yao said in a solemn voice: "I have used the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the Sword Disk. I can understand why Kaifeng will not retreat, but I haven't even read the inheritance of swordsmanship. You can't force it on me, right?
When I was in Biyou Palace last time, I wanted to talk about this matter, but you didn't give me a chance. Now we have to talk about it, leader, your way of granting 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, directly opened a crack in time and space, and suddenly appeared in Qin Yao's house: "Open your eyes, I am here."
Qin Yao's soul exited the realm of the Kingdom of God, and his consciousness returned to his original body. He opened his eyes and looked at the Jiejiao Saint in front of him, and summoned a sword plate and a fierce sword with both hands.
"Are you really not thinking about it anymore? This is my inheritance, the inheritance of the number one swordsman in the three realms." Tongtian said in a solemn voice.
Qin Yao nodded and said: "I won't consider it. Being your disciple is too tiring, and I don't have the blessing to bear it."
"You've never done it before, so 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 and you have seen pigs running away. Although I have never been your disciple, I can imagine what the end will be like."
Tongtian smiled and said: "You kid is not clever at all. You take over the inheritance, and then you help if you can, and if you can't, I won't. I can't kill you, right?"
Qin Yao sighed: "Is there anything that I can't help with? If you can give me an idea, what can't you give me an idea for? I can't play with you, so it's better to settle things as soon as possible so that we can all be well."
Seeing his resolute attitude, Tongtian couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He really liked him and wanted to accept him as his disciple, but unfortunately, this guy was so determined that he didn't want to be close to his big tree.