The young man shook his head blankly and turned to look at the two old men beside him. These two people were also a little confused and didn't know what the so-called seductive grace of the sword was.
"Who are you, Yu Xuzi?" the old Taoist asked.
"Father," the young man said proudly.
"Haha, go back and ask Yu Xuzi if he dares to use the name of Kunlun Sect to suppress me." The old Taoist gave him a faint look.
The young man and the two old men suddenly frowned, their expressions seemed a little embarrassed and surprised, but more of a kind of heartfelt ridicule.
"Thirty-five years ago, someone went to Kunlun Mountain alone and struck down the statue of Patriarch Tongtian at the entrance of Kunlun Hall in front of Yaochi with a sword." The woman in white who had been silent suddenly spoke softly from behind.
"Huh?" The two old men and the young man looked back at her at the same time, frowning and asking: "What do you mean?"
"In front of your Kunlun Hall, there is a sword mark between Patriarch Tongtian's eyebrows. Can't you see it when you worship this statue every day?" The woman in white bowed to the old Taoist with a respectful look and said, "Qing Ling has seen the senior.
"
The old Taoist nodded and showed two rows of big yellow teeth in his grin. Even though he tried hard to look serious, he still felt very vulgar.
The expressions of the two old men suddenly changed drastically. After turning their faces several times with uncertain expressions, they pulled the young man back and slowly shook their heads: "Don't argue about this matter."
"What's going on? What's that seductive style with the sword? There's no argument. "Why don't we, the Kunlun Sect, give us this little face?" The young man asked a little unwillingly: "How dare these people not give us the Kunlun Sect any face?
?They are all from the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui, who dares to take the Kunlun Sect so seriously?"
One of the old men looked nervous and covered his mouth and said: "Stop talking, those people are a bunch of lunatics, be careful they ignore the rules and chop you with a sword."
"I heard from the headmaster that there was a man who went to Kunlun Mountain alone more than thirty years ago. In front of the Kunlun Hall, he struck the statue of Taoist Tongtian with a sword. It started from the center of the eyebrow and extended downward to the abdomen. After the sword was passed,
No one in the Kunlun sect dares to speak out anymore. As for why he went to Kunlun Mountain, we don’t know. Our brothers did not become a disciple of Kunlun more than 30 years ago. I heard that few people know the detailed process of this matter.
If the headmaster’s words are not allowed to be spread outside, no one will inquire.”
The young man asked in astonishment: "But, why didn't I find any sword marks?"
The old man sighed and said: "The statue of Taoist Tongtian is sixty-eight meters high. After the sword struck from top to bottom, it has been repaired by the people in the sect for more than thirty years. Every year, some repairs are done until now.
The sword marks have almost been restored. Only the mark between the eyebrows can be slightly compensated because the sword marks are too deep, but it will never be eliminated. If you look carefully, you can still see some differences."
The young man's head was buzzing, and he was obviously shaking a little when he looked at the three people over there.
"Let's go, we can't argue about this matter." The two old men took the young man's arms and smiled in that direction, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute" the senior brother suddenly called out to the three of them.
The three of them stopped and looked over in confusion.
"You cheated on my junior brother, how do you deal with this?" The senior brother put his hands behind his back and raised his head and asked.
The old man frowned, raised his hand to Xiang Que, and said: "My dear, forgive me, I'm sorry, we were rude."
Tongyin apologized to a junior in concentration. This kind of thing may not have happened in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui for many years. The gap between the two is destined to put people in the two realms in different places.
Among the levels, at a completely unequal level of cultivation, Tongyin is destined to be able to ignore all concentration. The old man rushed to Que and apologized extremely humiliatingly because he was forced to bow his head by the people of Gujing Temple.
Xiang Que laughed, drooped his eyelids and said, "Apologizing is useful, then killing someone is not illegal."
"What do you mean? Do you still want to go online?" the old man replied in a slightly tough tone.
"You have no impression of the grace of the Kunlun Sect's sword. Then I will give you another lesson to deepen your understanding of what the seductive grace of that sword is." The senior brother actually took the broken sword directly from his uncle Yu Changqing's hand.
, and waved it over without any warning.
The sword energy condensed from the half-cut sword and then swept away.
"Poof" a sword passed by, and the old man's right arm was suddenly broken at the shoulder. It took a long time before a blood arrow spurted out from his wound. Even when the old man saw his arm falling to the ground
I didn't feel any pain at all.
"Ah..." After a moment, a piercing pain spread from his shoulder to his body. Cold sweat broke out on his head, and the old man groaned through gritted teeth.
"I won't apologize to you anymore. This sword is just a matter of your slander against my junior brother. The matter is over." The senior brother handed the broken sword to his uncle with both hands and waved his hands expressionlessly.
The three Kunlun sect looked at their senior brother angrily, and then were driven by a sense of powerlessness to turn around and leave again.
They can't afford to resist at all. The pressure given by these people is too great. They are also Tongyin, but the other party can crush them without any scruples. Even if three of the Kunlun faction come together, they probably won't be able to stop them.
Let one of them take action.
After the three people left, Xiang Que smiled shyly at his senior brother: "You really act like an elder, you are domineering."
The old Taoist snorted, drooped his eyelids, then looked at the woman in white and asked: "Tianshan Jingci Temple"
The woman in white smiled lightly and said: "Senior, Jingci'an Qingling would like to give you a gift."
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "Hey, everyone over there has left, why are you still here?"
The woman in white said: "We are not together, why should I go with them?"
"Uh..." Xiang Que was stunned, scratched his head and turned to the old man and said: "Old man, she also cheated on me, how can I settle this matter?"
The woman in white pursed her lips and looked at Xiang Que speechlessly. The senior brother said oh and nodded. The old man slapped him on the head: "Get out of here."
"Boy, this matter... well, let's leave it as it is. Forget it, forget it, you're fine, too. Be more generous. Men have to be generous and can't mess around with women like this.
You know what it means to be looked down upon?" the old Taoist said, licking his face.
"Hey, let's go, you really look old." Xiang Que sighed speechlessly.
Uncle Master waved his sword and cut open the void in front of him without any surprise, and stepped into the underworld.
The "old and dishonest" uncle stepped forward, his figure disappeared, and he returned to the underworld to sit down.