Chapter 4772 cut off children and no grandchildren
Yu Xiangqing said angrily: "You caused the people of Quanya Village to die off their children and grandchildren just to refine this treasure?"
Chen Chaowei pointed at Lin Xiaodong: "I'll say it again! He forced me!"
Xu Qinglu shouted: "You have done something heinous and you still blame others?"
Chen Chaowei snorted angrily: "If you help this thief, no one will survive today!"
Looking up, the Black Bone Clock rang, sending a red light to everyone.
Yu Xiangqing sacrificed the soul-awakening bell to protect his disciples, but was shot down as soon as it rang.
Chen Chaowei laughed: "Lin Xiaodong! Do you have the magic power to compete with the luck of hundreds of ghosts?"
Lin Xiaodong held up a hand and said arrogantly and indifferently: "Lin killed thousands of immortals in the upper world during the Four Heavenly Kings, but in just a blink of an eye, hundreds of ghosts wanted to deal with me?"
Chen Chaowei gritted his teeth: "What are you talking about?"
He slapped the Black Bone Clock and released a stream of black energy towards Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong didn't move. He was suffocated by the black energy, his incarnation was broken, and he disappeared.
Chen Chaowei looked around and shouted angrily: "Come out!"
Lin Xiaodong reappeared on the spot and said: "I will show you the way of emptiness. You can also comprehend it when you go to the world of Baoyan Light Lamp."
He opened his palms, and a black spot appeared in his palm, the size of a soybean grain, sucking all the dead energy from the graveyard.
Chen Chaowei raised his head and opened his mouth. After looking carefully, he saw clearly that there was a black spot floating on Lin Xiaodong's hand. It had no magic power and did not show any treasure.
Chen Chaowei asked: "What is this?"
Lin Xiaodong said: "This is the void itself."
Chen Chaowei naturally didn't believe it and sneered: "How can you, a Taoist from the lower realm, achieve the realm of voidness?"
Lin Xiaodong said: "Come to the world of my precious flame light lantern, everyone can prove it."
Chen Chaowei snorted coldly, held up the black bone bell, and fired a red light at Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong didn't move, and the red light was also taken away by the void.
Chen Chaowei gritted his teeth, waited for a while, and then hit the black bone clock on top of Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong raised his hand, and the black dots in his palm flew away, burning a hole in the black bone bell, taking away the true essence, extinguishing the precious light, and fell to the ground.
Yu Xiangqing was shocked and said: "The luck of hundreds of ghosts was broken so easily by Master Lin?"
Chen Chaowei lowered his hands and glared at Lin Xiaodong: "I won't let you go even if you are a ghost!"
Lin Xiaodong said: "If I take your life, not only will you not blame me, but you will also thank me."
Use the long wind shears to chop off Chen Chaowei's head.
The Yunji Sect was wiped out.
Lin Xiaodong said: "You are the same as the ghost here, and you are all born in the world of precious flames and bright lights."
With a flick of his sleeves, a patch of heaven and earth appeared in mid-air, like a mirage.
Chen Chaowei, Yang Shaoyuan, Zhao Chen, Yu Cheng, He Gang, and hundreds of ghosts in Guangping Mountain all entered it and disappeared.
Lin Xiaodong said to Yu Xiangqing: "I have transcended the dead souls here, but the feng shui has been messed up and needs to be repaired."
Yu Xiangqing said: "Leave this matter to me, Master Lin can rest assured."
Xu Qinglu stepped forward and asked, "Master Lin, are you okay?"
Lin Xiaodong nodded: "I'm fine."
Xu Qinglu lowered his head: "Master Lin saved my life again today."
Lin Xiaodong said: "It's a simple task, Miss Xu doesn't have to worry about it."
Then he said goodbye.
Yu Xiangqing reorganized the feng shui of Guangping Mountain, and Quanya Village was safe. He had no idea what his ancestors were after.
Early that morning, Chen Congrui of Wanbeiping Qingmao Sect summoned Deng Yi.
Deng Yi asked: "Teacher, do you have something to call me?"
Chen Congrui said: "Please clean up and follow me to the Jueyang Sect."
Deng Yi blinked and asked in confusion: "Why go to Jueyang Sect?"
Chen Congrui said: "Find them to deal with Lin Xiaodong and Yu Xiangqing."
Deng Yi thought for a while and asked, "Why would the Jueyang sect take care of this matter?"
Chen Congrui chuckled: "The Jueyang sect probably didn't have this ambition before, but it's different now."
Deng Yi frowned: "Why is it different?"
Chen Congrui laughed sinisterly and shook his head: "Xu Shuzhi is missing. The Yunji Sect was destroyed by Lin Xiaodong. Now in our Luhun County, which sect is the leader?"
Deng Yi sneered: "Only Yang Zhengji wants to get ahead?
Will Lin Xiaodong agree?"
Chen Congrui folded his arms and raised his head, looking at the distant mountains: "Let them know if you agree or not as soon as they touch each other."
The two masters and disciples went down the mountain and came to the Jueyang Sect in Liangning Mountain.
The gatekeeper disciple came to see him, bowed and said, "Why is Master Chen here?"
Chen Congrui said: "I encountered some troubles and I would like to ask your teacher for help. Please introduce me."
The disciple took the two of them to the hall. After a while, two Taoists came in, one older and one younger.
The elder is wearing a soap robe, a goatee, and gray hair. He is the leader Yang Zhengji.
The young man is dressed in black robes. He is young and graceful, with majestic hair. He is Zhao Ci, the first disciple of the sect.
Chen Congrui stood up, stepped forward and took Yang Zhengji's hands, asking, "How are you doing, senior brother?"
Yang Zhengji's spirit was very high, especially after he heard that the Yunji Sect had wiped out his family, he became even more dizzy and said: "My thoughts are with you, brother Lao Xian. Everything is fine with brother Yu."
The four of them sat down, and Yang Zhengji asked: "Why did my dear brother come to my barren mountain?"
Chen Congrui grinned and took in a breath, then said, "I have something to ask of you."
Yang Zhengji stretched out his hand and said, "My dear brother, please speak."
Chen Congrui said: "Senior brother knows that our Liangning Mountain is small and we have always wanted a better mountain site."
Yang Zhengji raised his head and raised his eyebrows. He already knew Chen Congrui's intention and said, "Didn't junior brother always want the open space at Zhixu Temple in Qiongchang Mountain of Qingrong Sect?"
Chen Congrui nodded: "That's right."
Deng Yi said angrily: "But Yu Xiangqing is really not interesting enough. We have begged him for twenty or thirty years, but he ignored our feelings and gave Qiongchang Mountain to a wandering Taoist!"
Yang Zhengji blinked: "Qiongchang Mountain is the former residence of Senior Brother Yu Xiangqing, and he has always cherished it. How could he give it up to a wandering Taoist?"
Chen Congrui said: "This Taoist Youfang is unusual. He is the one who destroyed the entire Yunji Sect."
Yang Zhengji was startled and straightened up: "You mean, this person is in Qiongchang Mountain?"
Chen Congrui nodded: "Yes, this person is young and has strange Taoism. He must be from a heretical sect. Yu Xiangqing gave up the mountain gate to him. It is obvious that he saw his tricks and wanted to win over him, and his plans were not small."
Yang Zhengji became cautious and asked sideways: "Who killed Chen Chaowei?"
Chen Congrui replied: "This person's name is Lin Xiaodong. He refuses to tell where his master is. He only says that he is a wandering Taoist. His Taoist methods are unprecedented and very strange. He is especially good at raising his hands to drop treasures."
Zhao Ci was puzzled after hearing this: "What kind of method is this?"
Deng Yi said: "No matter how precious the treasure is, with one finger of his hand, the light of the treasure disappears and the magic power is dispersed."
Zhao Ci frowned and blinked: "How can there be such a way in this world?"
Chen Congrui said: "This is absolutely true. I have been defeated by this person a long time ago."
Yang Zhengji's expression became even more gloomy: "Brother Xian, isn't this person's opponent?"
Chen Congrui shook his head: "I, the Qingmao sect, went up and down the mountain, fighting each other in turn, but we still lost, and I lost all my face."