Disciple and grandson, make trouble. Put these two words together and they can only be connected with one person.
A disciple of Gujing Temple, Xiang Que.
Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang both had expressionless faces. As the people they were most familiar with, they really had nothing to be curious about or study about Xiang Que's experience.
Two generations of Gujingguan founders looked at the endgame on the chessboard without saying a word.
Huang Chengting clasped his hands behind his back and continued: "The place is a bit far away. It is in an area of the East China Sea. Time is a bit tight. The people from Molu Mountain will definitely not be able to rush there in the shortest time, nor will they be able to send out a large number of manpower."
"It's your turn, it's time to go," Liu Xiang urged Patriarch impatiently.
"Qiuyang?"
Yu Qiuyang bowed in a rare meekness and asked: "Master, what do you say?"
"I'm asking you, what's the next step?" Tu Kang asked with a frown.
While Yu Qiuyang was thinking about it, Huang Chengting continued: "Recently, the Doom Mountain people have been out a lot. If they continue to show up, I'm afraid it will attract too much attention from others, so we need some new faces to show up. You two are just right, and we almost fight ourselves.
I haven’t been out since I came to Doulu Mountain, and my face is not ordinary.”
Yu Qiuyang pointed to a chess piece and said: "Top three!"
Patriarch Tu Kang picked up the chess pieces and landed them on the chessboard with a bang. Liu Xiangqing said "Hey" and asked pretending to be profound: "Zhu Chungang, I'm going to test you, where will your next move be?"
Which one is more suitable?"
Zhu Chungang stroked his beard, thought for a moment, pointed to a location below and said, "I think it's just right here."
Liu Xiang glanced at him suspiciously, frowned, then slowly picked up the chess piece and moved it over. When the piece fell, Yu Qiuyang directly said to Tu Kang: "Master, if you play four, he will be dead.
Got it."
Tu Kang was stunned when he heard this, Liu Xiang's expression immediately stiffened, and Zhu Chungang looked around indifferently.
Liu Xiang looked at the chess game that had become a dead game. He slowly picked up the cup, looked at Huang Chengting and asked, "What did you just say?"
"Your trouble-making disciple is besieged in a sea area of the East China Sea."
"No, the previous sentence"
"His form is worrying..."
"The situation is worrisome, doesn't it mean it's not time to die yet? Then what are you two anxious about?" Liu Xiang turned his head, looked at Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang, stared at him and said, "People are not dead yet.
You ruined my game of chess like this, what a shame, you are bullying your master and destroying your ancestors!"
Zhu Chungang hurriedly said with a smile: "Master, if he is really dead, then you won't be needed. Can Qiuyang and I just go over and collect the body? The most important thing is, can't we still save him? Then
I just have to trouble you to take a trip."
Liu Xiang and Tu Kang slowly stood up and kicked the chessboard over in dissatisfaction.
Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang were extremely unruly and had no temper. They had changed from the domineering and arrogant nature of the past.
There was no way around it, these two patriarchs were notoriously bad-tempered. When they went to Gujing Temple, they were often picked on by them.
"What are their configurations?" Tu Kang suddenly asked.
Huang Chengting thought for a while and said: "I'm not sure, but I guess there should be at least three people who are in the tribulation period."
Liu Xiang said "Oh" and said: "Then you will need to bring a sword with you."
Then, Tu Kang and Liu Xiang suddenly extended their hands.
Then, on Jianzhong Mountain, there were two sword sounds suddenly heard.
Halfway up the mountainside, two big swords trembled with a "buzz" sound, and then fell into their hands.
This is the first time that the predecessors of Gujing Guanqian have gone out of the mountain since arriving at Molu Mountain, and it is also the first time that they have gone out with their swords.
At the same time, on an isolated island in the East China Sea.
Grandma Xu, Cai Chang, Cai Cheng and others continued to blast away at the fog.
The dense fog at this time had become much lighter.
The tail feather of the roc in Cai Shang's hand was hanging in the air, and the strong wind below continued to blow towards the island.
And the tiger-headed crutch in Grandma Xu's hand was always stuck on the island.
At this time, Xiang Que had already stood up, with an imposing corpse standing behind him.
After continuing to absorb it for about a day, the huge spiritual energy in the sea was able to support one person and one corpse and entered the optimal moment.
However, for Xiang Que, the two of them are definitely no match for the Yellow River Valley if they are stacked together. The gap in realm is really too big.
Xiang Que is waiting for the team from Mountain End to arrive.
But what he didn't expect was that the people coming from the end of the mountain were not a team, but only two people.
Tu Kang and Liu Xiang, his predecessors and ancestors.
"Boom"
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from above the island.
Then a feeling of clearing away the clouds and seeing the sun lingered in everyone's hearts.
The restriction was opened, the thick fog was dispersed, and the isolated island in the sea was revealed. There was a lake on the island, and there were masters, but there were only two figures, Xiang Que and Fu Shi.
Outside the island, dozens of figures slowly floated over, followed by three large boats, gradually approaching.
Jiang Shanyue did not move, and stayed in the distance, looking at Xiang Que quietly. She found that the other person's calmness and calmness were somewhat beyond her expectation.
When death is imminent, can you still bear the weight of the mountain without changing your expression?
Cai Shang and Yang Shuping undoubtedly let out a long breath at this time. The restriction was finally opened. Xiang Que was still there, as was the skeleton. Their trip was finally worthwhile.
People from the Yellow River Valley and Jiangtian Cave came and landed on the isolated island one after another.
Fu Shi took a step forward and stood in front of Xiang Que.
There was a brief silence between the two sides, and Cai Shang said softly: "Xiang Que, at this time, you can still be so calm. Could it be that you have something else to rely on? I am very sure that you did not send a message back to Qingshan.
No one will come to rescue you, aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid, I'm very afraid," Xiang Fang nodded and said.
"Since you're scared, what's the use of this skeleton?" Cai Shang came closer and asked, looking at the two packages of dragon bones lying on the ground.
"Can I take it back and make soup? I don't know how many meals I can drink from such a big pile of bones..."
Cai Shang's face suddenly turned cold, and Jiang Shanyue pursed her lips and smiled. She had already seen the Qingshan swordsman's ability to choke people with his words since the first time he met them.
"I think you are not afraid of death, but looking for it!" Yang Shuping squinted his eyes and said: "The reason why we want to keep you alive is not because we dare not touch you, but because we don't want to waste time studying the function of that skeleton. Since you
If we don’t tell you, then we have to skip this step and study it ourselves.”
Xiang Que thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll say it!"
"What's the use?"
"In addition to stewing soup, you can also braise it..."