Although the sound of the bell has ceased, the lingering sound echoes endlessly in the palace. The latest chapter of the Holy Church
Zong Shou looked slightly solemn and looked at Zhao Yanran and Xuan Yunlan. He saw that the two women also had expressions of concentration on their faces.
Even Chuxue let go of Zong Shou's hand and looked in the direction where the bell was ringing.
Zong Shou pondered for a moment, then raised his brows, rose up with his sword, and flew away towards the wind direction of the east gate of the Dao Palace. Several other people followed closely behind.
It took only a few breaths to arrive at the distance of more than ten miles. At this moment, more than ten thousand disciples in the Tao Palace were rushing there from all directions. They all seemed to know something, and they were lined up on both sides of the palace gate silently.
At this time, Zong Shou was already quite famous, whether in the Cangshengqiong Realm or among the three sects and six sects. He was a veritable chief disciple of the academy, and a rare third-generation true inheritor.
Everyone who recognized him stopped and saluted him when they passed by.
After arriving at the palace gate, no one dared to approach and stood far away, leaving an open space for Zong Shou.
It was an advantage for Zong Yuan and Zhao Yanran, as they didn't have to squeeze in with the other disciples.
After only waiting here for a moment, I heard another bell ringing, and the palace door suddenly opened.
I saw more than a hundred figures standing outside with dazed expressions. They were all middle-aged in their thirties to forties, and their faces were either tired and decadent, or expressionless. There were only a few people who were silent and had an expression on their faces.
However, there is already some spirit in it.
The leader was extremely outstanding. Although he only wore simple Taoist robes and had a slim face, his calm and magnanimous demeanor made Zong Shou immediately think of Wei Xu.
At this moment, a man's voice like a bell and a tripod was heard at the entrance of the Dao Palace: "We congratulate all of you fellow disciples on your return to the Cangsheng Dao Palace!"
Zong Shou looked sideways and saw that the person who spoke was also a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing Confucian clothes, with a young appearance but a head full of white hair. The look on his face at this moment was filled with indescribable emotion.
He recognized this person as Fang Wen, the current master of Cangsheng Academy. In terms of his identity as 'Tan Qiu', this person could now be regarded as his senior brother.
At this moment, the more than 10,000 disciples inside the gate all looked solemn and saluted outside the gate.
"We sincerely welcome all of you fellow disciples to return to our path of common life!"
The more than a hundred middle-aged disciples were stunned for a while. Even those who were completely numb and lifeless all raised their heads, with a bit of brightness in their eyes.
Only the leader was unaware. He walked into the door with a trembling figure. When he passed by Fang Wen, the latter couldn't help but frown: "Junior brother——"
The middle-aged man paid no attention to it. He walked into the door and silently looked up at the sky. The place where his eyes were looking was exactly in the direction of the Patriarch Hall.
At this moment, the atmosphere near the palace gate was both surprising and exciting. Although everyone was silent, they were obviously suppressing their emotions. Like a dead volcano, the lava was pressed into their chests and abdomen.
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Zong Shou didn't feel anything at all. He took a closer look at the middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, who looked like Wei Xu.
I secretly thought that this person must be that Xue Xi. Even Han Fang paid great attention to him.
The next moment, Xue Xi burst into tears and knelt down towards the Patriarch Hall, kowtowing meticulously.
The more than a hundred disciples behind him couldn't help it at this moment, with two lines of clear tears streaming down their faces, and followed Xue Xi on their knees three times and nine times.
And among the crowd, there were more than a few hundred people who also knelt down and bowed to the more than a hundred people in the group.
Zong Shouzheng secretly felt strange, and then heard Zhao Yanran explain: "These people have participated in the battle of Yanchengguan before, but they escaped with their lives. It is said that these people who were captured did not care about life and death and devoted all their strength to the rear.
.After hearing that they would return to the sect in the near future, they all returned overnight——"
Hearing these words, Zong Shou was completely speechless. Next to him, Zong Yuan looked at the tomb slightly absent-mindedly, and murmured: "I can finally understand now why there are three sects and six sects of Cangsheng Dao, and why can he be alone?"
Fight against both good and evil and remain undefeated for ten thousand years. ("")"
Although Wu Shui didn't speak, his expression was extremely calm.
After Xue Xi completed this great gift, he stood up again. His eyes scanned the crowd. When he passed by Zong Shou, he suddenly stopped and nodded gently as a gift. There was a look of gratitude in his eyes, but he did not come to speak.
Zong Shou smiled and understood what he meant. It was a sign of gratitude without saying a word. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so there is no need to put it on the face or talk about it.
Then Xue Xi moved his eyes away and looked up into the sky again. There was joy and excitement in his eyes, but also a sense of shame, and he bowed again.
Zong Shou followed his gaze and saw two more people appearing in the sky.
One of them was Han Fang, and the other was a Taoist priest in black robes. His old face also showed a mixture of sadness and joy.
Zong Shou couldn't help but raise his brows, thinking that this person could be Xue Xi's master? If he could stand side by side with Han Fang, he would probably be a figure in the second generation of Cang Sheng Dao.
Zong Shou didn't know that at this moment, just as he was looking at the two people above him, Han Fang and the black-robed Taoist were also talking about him.
"This one is the disciple that Wei Xu took under Master Xuan Shuang. The youngest junior brother between you and me now? I have seen photos of his swordsmanship. At the sixth level, he can actually create his own sword techniques. Regardless of his qualifications, this
His understanding is indeed second to none in our sect. This time, I should be grateful to him."
"Exactly!"
Han Fang smiled and looked down at the young man who was looking up with squinted eyes, and then nodded with deep approval: "I know that Senior Brother Wei Tian, you have always regarded Xue Xi as your own child.
This time Xue Xi can get out of trouble, you must be grateful to him!"
The black-robed Taoist glanced at Han Fang coldly, knowing that this man was still blaming him for leaving the sect and not returning for twenty years.
Among the many senior brothers, Han Fang has a calm temperament, but he is also the one with the smallest temper.
Just when he was about to say something mocking, it turned into a sigh: "I, Wei Tianfei, hate the sect. It's just that every time I come to this Cangsheng Dao Palace, I can't help but think about people when I see things. I can't let go of this knot in my heart.
Junior Brother Zong Shou, Wei Tian will repay you generously for this great kindness. Junior Brother Wei Xu’s actions are often unreliable. But this time, he couldn’t be more wise to take this child into his family——"
Han Fang felt a little ashamed over there, and said with a smile: "Okay, what are you talking about? But today, this nephew Xue Xi really surprised me. Twenty years of imprisonment and torture, but he did not sink. Looking at him
The Yuanhun is perfect and has its own aura. The potential of the mind at this moment seems to be even better than Fang Wen's. The setbacks of these twenty years may be a good thing for it."
Wei Tian smiled, noncommittal. The next moment, he saw deathly silence again at the entrance of the palace.
I saw Xue Xi casually 'borrowing' a long sword from the waist of a nearby Cangsheng Dao disciple, and then without hesitation, he cut his own wrist veins.
"Today, Xue Xi wants to imitate the Venerable Buddha and make three major vows. The first vow is to use his life's efforts to make our common people's way prosperous forever and fulfill the last wish of the ancestor! The second vow is to make Yancheng Pass change,
All participants, blood debts must be paid with blood——"
When he said this, the tens of thousands of disciples near the palace gate all looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Xue Xi's voice also paused and he took a deep breath.
"The third oath, Xue Xi will personally crush the Tailing Holy Land within three thousand years! The entire Tailing Sect will be destroyed!"
When the words fell, the entire Cangsheng Dao Palace was filled with wind, thunder, lightning and dark clouds.
Waves of black aura rushed out from all directions, attacking Xue Xi.
A layer of golden light also appeared around Xue Xi, repelling the black energy. Even though it bared its teeth and claws, it could not get even closer.
His face was even more solemn, with a look of determination.
"Please bear witness from all my fellow disciples. If I, Xue Xi, violate this oath, I will be burned out and die!"
When the voice fell, a burst of energy suddenly emerged from Xue Xi's body. It climbed all the way up and hit the sky.
Finally, it overflowed in all directions, and the huge soul power crushed all directions. There were thousands of people underground here, and almost all of them below the sixth level could not hold on and fell to their knees one after another.
There were only less than 1,500 people who could stand, and they all had cold sweat on their faces and looked horrified.
"This is the ninth level?"
Zong Shou's heart was also full of surprise. When Xue Xi entered Cangsheng Palace, he was obviously only at the seventh level.
But in this instant, he climbed up two levels!
"This celestial phenomenon should be a sign of sealing the heaven and earth -"
Zhao Yanran also stared blankly, a little at a loss. Zong Yuan was also silent. This situation was the same as when he swore a blood oath to Zong as his servant. But this momentum was even greater.
More than ten times,
Xuan Yunlan also frowned and looked at the black auras: "This is transformed by formless gods and demons. It is the condensed evil thoughts of people in the world. Although this uncle of Taishi Xue imitated the Buddhist method, he could not truly master it.
Yes. Although I am using the power of this inner demon to improve my cultivation potential at this moment, if I cannot do it within three thousand years, I will inevitably die, my whole body will be burned in flames, and I will become the nourishment of these demons!
Zong Shou was still stunned, not knowing what to say. But he could hear the determination and deep-seated hatred in Xue Xi's words.
With such a huge omen from heaven and earth, I am afraid that I really rescued an extraordinary person this time.
I couldn't help but secretly pray for the King of Han. Your Highness, please wish for more blessings. Among those who participated in the incident at Yanchengguan, this King of Han can be said to be a crucial figure.
The hundreds of returning disciples behind Xue Xi were also stunned. But when they woke up, they also cut their wrist veins one after another.
"——I will follow my oath!"
"I want to revive the common people! I want to avenge the blood feud of my brothers! I want to destroy the Tailing Sect and everyone!"
Thunder was rolling in the sky, but Wei Tian sighed: "Idiot! Idiot!"