The Four Symbol Sect has received news that the Beast Control Sect is attacking Chongnan Temple. At this time, everyone is ready to go.
"Since you have begged again and again, then I will promise you!" Wen Zhiming moved his eyes from Jiang Xiaoyu to Lin Zhihuan, "Elder Lin, please accompany Jiang Xiaoyu for a while. After fulfilling his wish
, return to the Four Symbols Sect immediately."
"metropolitan?"
"Needless to say, although we are running out of time now, we still have to go. Just protect Jiang Xiaoyu the whole time. It can be seen that the little guy has also attracted the attention of the Beast Control Sect. Return to the sect as soon as possible.
Something safer."
"Okay!" Lin Zhihuan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu and nodded.
In the corner of Sifang Academy, Chu Xue looked at the boat in the distance that was getting farther and farther in the sky, and the loss in her heart was indescribable.
Beside her, Lu Yi found a light blue shawl and put it on her, "Palace Master, don't be sad, my uncle..."
The morning wind was a bit cold, Chu Xue coughed twice and said: "My uncle can't help himself, I understand. But, this parting, I don't know when we will meet again..."
Walnut climbed onto Chuxue's shoulder knowingly, and there seemed to be some tears in its eyes.
Chuxue put it in her palm. This little guy was really magical. He was obviously severely injured yesterday, but today he looked full of life and had no scars on his body.
After thinking for a long time, Chuxue finally spoke: "Green clothes."
"Palace Master?"
"Go greet Hongpao, it's time for us to leave..."
"But?"
"It's nothing to worry about." Chu Xue looked at Lu Yi, "If we leave here, Sifang Academy will be safer. It's different from the past. After all, this place has been targeted."
"Then... where shall we go?"
Chuxue looked in the direction where Jiang Xiaoyu was going, and after a long time she said, "Four Symbols Sect!"
On the boat, Jiang Xiaoyu lay on it with his hands on his pillow, the first snow lingering in his mind.
He didn't know what this farewell without saying goodbye would bring to her.
But I can't go to see her. Some things, once exposed, will be bad for everyone.
Perhaps staying away is the best protection for her.
Deeply caught in the whirlpool of the Four Symbols Sect and the Beast Control Sect, Jiang Xiaoyu could not tell which one was right and which one was wrong.
In the adult world, there is indeed no right or wrong.
Lin Zhihuan looked at the silent Jiang Xiaoyu and suddenly reached out and handed the gourd to Jiang Xiaoyu.
"Wei Shuyang's physical body is dead, and this purple gold gourd has no owner. After a drop of blood essence drops, it will naturally recognize you as its master."
Jiang Xiaoyu took the gourd and looked at Lin Zhihuan doubtfully, "Is this suitable?"
"What's inappropriate?" Lin Zhihuan turned his back to Jiang Xiaoyu, "There were some problems with each other in private between the Sixiang Sect and Qinghongxuan. This time, the sect leader took the initiative to save you, and there will be no trouble later.
Things will happen one after another.”
"Forget it then." Jiang Xiaoyu lowered his head and said, "Originally it was just about killing people, but now we add a treasure hunt to it, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult in the future."
"Haha!" Lin Zhihuan suddenly turned his head, pursed his lips and smiled.
Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly became confused, "Master...Master, why are you laughing?"
Lin Zhihuan turned around again and sighed: "I'm laughing. The free and easy Jiang Xiaoyu in the past seems to have completely disappeared. Now, you actually know how to weigh the consequences."
"I..."
"Don't think too much. Since the sect master has decided to protect you, he will naturally not be afraid of what will happen next." Suddenly, Lin Zhihuan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu with a strange look, "You kid, some of your words are full of loopholes, sect master
We didn’t even pursue it, let alone such a trivial matter?”
Then, Lin Zhihuan sat down cross-legged with Jiang Xiaoyu on his back.
Jiang Xiaoyu was shocked when he heard this.
Yes, how could old monsters like them not be able to tell whether they were lying or whether they were hiding something? They just didn't want to say it.
In the adult world, there is no right or wrong, only interests.
To the Four Symbol Sect, Jiang Xiaoyu's potential was truly astonishing.
Leaving aside spiritual power, in just two years, one can become a powerful person in the divine transformation stage. Even if it goes back tens of thousands of years, there is absolutely no such precedent.
Moreover, it is absolutely shocking to say that a mere cultivation level in the Divine Transformation Stage can kill a famous monk in the Mahayana Stage.
Moreover, everything about Jiang Xiaoyu reveals his extraordinary and mysterious origin.
There is also the inheritance of the chef as narrated from Jiang Xiaoyu’s mouth.
Lin Zhihuan is not a fool, and Wen Zhiming is not a fool either. The Beast Control Sect knows that the genius of tomorrow will not hesitate to win over his own daughter, so naturally they cannot let him go.
Jiang Xiaoyu killed Wei Shuyang. In a sense, this was also a good thing. From then on, Jiang Xiaoyu had to rely on the protection of the Four Elephant Sect. The bond between him and the Four Elephant Sect will be
Deeper.
In life, there is no unreasonable loyalty and trust.
Protecting Jiang Xiaoyu and even allowing him to visit Jiang Ping's wife and children in Ning'an naturally included these considerations.
People in the Four Symbol Sect are not fools, and Jiang Xiaoyu is not a fool either. He has no worries if he wants to understand these joints.
A drop of blood essence dropped on the purple gold gourd. Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, as if the gourd had become a part of his body.
The Purple Gold Gourd is a space treasure. Although the space inside it is much smaller than Jiang Xiaoyu's ring, the good thing about it is that it can accommodate the souls of the dead.
In the corner of the gourd space, Jiang Xiaoyu saw Jiang Ping's figure tied up with several huge iron chains. There were still some burn marks on his lower body, and he must have suffered a lot.
"Jiang Ping!" Jiang Xiaoyu's figure suddenly appeared in the gourd. This is not his body, but his soul. When a cultivator enters the stage of becoming a god, the soul will be born automatically. The soul
Jiang Xiaoyu doesn't know how to use it yet.
"Little fish!" Jiang Ping rushed forward, the chain behind his back tightened suddenly, and his face suddenly looked ferocious in pain.
With a thought in Jiang Xiaoyu's mind, the iron chain disappeared.
"What happened?" Jiang Xiaoyu squatted in front of Jiang Ping and asked with concern.
Jiang Ping shook his head. Obviously, he no longer wanted to recall those painful past.
"I will take you back to Ning'an and take you to see your child for the last time!"
"Really?" Jiang Ping grabbed Jiang Xiaoyu, but in an instant, a burst of smoke came out of his hand. Obviously, the soul is not something that a dead soul like him can easily touch.
"Really...really!" Seeing Jiang Ping's current state, Jiang Xiaoyu's unspeakable heartache and human fragility were fully revealed at this moment.
Jiang Xiaoyu discovered that the environment in this gourd seemed to be able to be adjusted according to his own wishes.
As a result, the originally dry and cold space suddenly appeared green. Above the space, there was a peach blossom in bud. Although no birds could be seen, the sound of birds echoed in the space.
Jiang Xiaoyu was lying on the lawn. He wanted to tell Jiang Ping about his experiences in the past two years, but when he saw Jiang Ping's lost look, he didn't know where to start.
...
Sanliang, one of the only two remaining disciples of Chongnan Temple with great mental achievements, is also one of the two most senior monks still alive in Chongnan Temple.
At this time, he had fallen helplessly in a pool of blood, with dozens of black holes on his body, and golden light flowing out.
"Amitabha!"
Banque put his hands together and stood in front of him. No one could see him except Yun Manlou.
Then, a hole the size of a fist suddenly appeared on Sanliang's body, and a golden spiritual platform was pinched by an invisible force.
Banque opened his mouth.
"Boom, boom..."
Golden liquid dripped from the corners of his mouth...
Yun Manlou tore open the dying giant spirit, and then gently rubbed his hand on the waist. The lotus platform, together with the spiritual fetus on it, disappeared in an instant.
Then, several figures rose into the sky.
On the cliff on the edge of Chongnan Temple, a floating island slowly emerged.
On the floating island, several elders and administrators were assisting the disciples of the Beast Control Sect to retreat. Behind them, monks from all over the mountain were rushing towards them like ants.
The foundation of Chongnan Temple is definitely not comparable to that of the Beast Control Sect.
Yun Manlou didn't want to lose the current disciples of his sect, nor did he want to be held back by this endless stream of monks.
He looked up at the sky, and then rushed into the floating island.
What was in front of him now were portraits of ferocious demon cultivators.
Yun Manlou became cruel and muttered for a while.
Suddenly, the monk who rushed up saw a thin black ink-like line flying out of the floating island. One end of the thin line plunged directly into the underground of Chongnan Temple. At the other end, there was a strange demonic cultivator with his upper body exposed.
.
Yun Manlou shouted towards the demon cultivator: "Stop these monks, and you will be free in an hour!"
The floating island of the Beast Control Sect slowly disappeared, but the roar of Chongnan Temple resounded throughout the world.