() "How did he teleport those explosive sparks into the minds of these people?" Xue Li seemed to be dumbfounded, not knowing that there was such a way to kill people in the world. Xue Li was a body of fire.
, using the fire method is as comfortable as breathing. Even Chen Yunsheng admitted that his attainments in the fire method are not as good as his. But today he has opened his eyes. From Chen Yunsheng's killing, he has seen what it means to turn decay into something.
It's amazing that the simple fireball technique has evolved into such a profound fire technique.
A monk who was flying ten feet into the sky suddenly had a strange bend in his neck, and then slumped to the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and died. Chen Yunsheng's body emitted countless black faces, and he was using Yuan Magnetism.
While practicing Taoism, he also did not forget the soul-stimulating power. Using Trembling and Heart-killing together, the disciples of Chaotian Sect present were in a mess. Some people were like crazy beasts, rushing towards their companions. Some people were squatting.
He lay there, trembling.
Chen Yunsheng seemed to be a machine built for killing. Every spell he cast was just right, every blow was precise to the last detail, and every move he made was unexpected. Under Chen Yunsheng's countless killing methods, he
There were originally two hundred people standing bustling on the terrace of Yingxianping, but half of them were gone in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, the ground was piled with the remains of various limbs, human organs, and cut pieces of flesh. The blood dyed the land black and red, and the dry grass suddenly became a little strange, in the cold wind.
, shaking the red grass stems, as if suddenly taking on another kind of vitality.
The look in people's eyes turned from fear to fear, fear of death, and reluctance to lose their lives. They were like ears of rice waiting to be harvested in the autumn wind, helplessly lowering their heads, waiting for death. Facing Chen Yunsheng
With their sharp attacks, any defense they could organize was in vain.
After observing for a long time, Xue Li finally found an opportunity to catch up with Chen Yunsheng. He frowned, and suddenly an orange flame ignited his body, drawing a sharp arc of orange light and reaching Chen Yun.
Next to Sheng Sheng, Xue Li's hand firmly grasped Chen Yunsheng's wrist, facing those dark eyes, he said with difficulty: "Uncle, that's enough, that's really enough." (Lawful Neutral)
A wrinkle appeared between Chen Yunsheng's upside-down eyebrows, and suddenly a huge force of magnetism rose from his arm, throwing Xue Li heavily against the mountain wall.
Xue Li didn't know how he was thrown onto the mountain wall. The moment his back touched the rock, he used the White Tiger Shining Gold Technique. There was a huge noise, dust and gravel were shaken down, and he was hit with a "crackling" sound.
Xue Li felt pain in his back as if it was broken. He moved a little and could no longer stand up.
Yi Xiaoyun didn't know where the courage came from. She was inspired to stand in front of Chen Yunsheng, stretched out her arms, and looked into those black eyes, "Master, don't kill anymore. They have given up resistance."
Those black eyes seemed to be full of destructive power. The corners of Chen Yunsheng's mouth turned up slightly, "Don't they want to pay for this? Someone has to be responsible for this?"
Yi Xiaoyun shed tears, "Master, that's enough. If the price of defiling this place is death, then they have paid enough. More than a hundred people have died. I believe those uncles and senior brothers who died have also paid too much."
I want to see more people die. Please stop." (Neutral Good)
Chen Yunsheng raised his head, looked at the eternal sky above his head, and asked quietly: "Is that really what you think?" No one answered, only the cold wind kept blowing everyone's clothes.
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"Okay. I won't kill them anymore." The darkness in Chen Yunsheng's eyes gradually receded and he returned to his usual gentleness. Yi Xiaoyun let out a long breath and fell to the ground as if exhausted.
Jin Furong had already helped Xue Li up. She looked at Chen Yunsheng with fear on her face. In her heart, even in her dreams, she never thought that he would be so crazy. Absolutely neutral)
Cao San stood far away, holding the black long bow tightly in his hand. He seemed to understand Chen Yunsheng's heart-breaking helplessness, but he could not agree with this behavior. He knew that he had no reason to stop the other party's killing. At the beginning,
Before, Chen Yunsheng gave the other party a warning, even though now it seems that the warning is too ordinary and easy to be ignored. Chaotic Neutral)
Hei Duangchang was only shocked. While he was shocked by the boss's thunderbolt methods, he was also a little afraid of how stupid he was at that time to want to rob such a person. He also admired Chen Yunsheng more and more, and killing was the key to his bandit career.
The ups and downs are everywhere, and even a boy who doesn't do what he wants may die under his hands. Even if Chen Yunsheng kills more than a hundred people in the blink of an eye, he will not feel uncomfortable about it. Lawful evil)
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Yi Xiaohu walked up to Chen Yunsheng, gently lifted up his sister who was lying limply on the ground, and said slowly: "Master, if you want to restore the glory of Tianqiong Sect, you need a lot of manpower. Those former palaces and buildings need people.
Come and build it. Even if we restore the Spirit Vein Mine, we still need people. It’s better to let them do corvee labor to atone for their sins.”
He came back to the trembling people and said, "Are you willing to do this?"
After a moment of silence, almost everyone agreed to this punishment, even though their voices of agreement were like the chirping of cicadas in late autumn. Chen Yunsheng looked at Yi Xiaohu and said feebly: "Okay, Hei Duanchang, you will be responsible for reprimanding them."
A sense of honor suddenly rose in Hei Duanchang's eyes, "Boss, please don't worry."
Looking at the blood all over the ground, he shook his head. This was not what he wanted, but it was often difficult to suppress the long black river in the sea of consciousness. "Wash this place clean," Chen Yunsheng said to the group of people.
He walked towards the road leading to the mountain gate. Xue Li and Yi Xiaoyun had recovered, and they followed behind. Cao San and Yi Xiaohu walked behind Jin Furong.
Along a winding stone road, Chen Yunsheng came to a group of crooked buildings. He pointed at the buildings here and said: "This was originally an open area. It was the place where Master Gu Siqin rested. It was called Ziyun Pavilion."
Continuing to move forward, the group of people came to a higher place. Looking at the grass all over the ground, Chen Yunsheng sighed, "This is the fighting arena, where the monks of the Tianqiong Sect perform martial arts and Taoism."
Xue Li looked at the countless weeds and the clanging traces of swords on the ground, as if he had returned to the murderous fighting arena back then.
There was no way to go further up. The group of people started to escape, passing through countless grass and ancient trees. At the top of a small mountain, Chen Yunsheng stopped to escape.
"This is Tianxing Bookstore."
There was a hint of trembling in his voice. Tianxing Pavilion, the place where he had been immersed in countless days and nights, the lone lamp there, the fragrance of ink, and the voice of his best friend, all remained in his sea of consciousness like axes and chisels.
中. But now, there are only trees and grass. It is infinitely desolate.
Although Yi Xiaoyun had not seen the grand occasion of the Tianqiong Sect back then, she felt a kind of splendor from her master's moving words. She seemed to see a seven-story tower and an endless stream of monks coming and going.
Chen Yunsheng stayed in Tianxing Pavilion for a long time, and then flew to higher mountains. They stopped in an open area, with countless clouds rolling under their feet. From here, they could see all the mountains.
"This is the Paiyun Hall, the largest palace of the Tianqiong Sect, and also the place where the disciples of the Tianqiong Sect have their morning classes." The loneliness in Chen Yunsheng's heart was gone, replaced by a new kind of expectation.
"It's time to restore the glory of this place. I can't wait any longer." Chen Yunsheng's hands trembled slightly.
"How many people were here watching the Qi and discussing the Tao together?" Yi Xiaoyun asked, looking at this open mountainous area.
"The Tianqiong Sect has more than 1,300 official disciples. Excluding those in retreat, there are always about 1,200 people in each morning class." Chen Yunsheng's tone was full of excitement.
"That was really a big scene." A scene that thousands of people were looking forward to appeared in Yi Xiaoyun's mind.
"There is still a long way to go, and it is not an easy task to restore those carefully constructed buildings. The bricks, stones and earthwork used to build the temple must not be ordinary things. The founders of the Tianqiong sect at that time did not know
How much thought has been spent on it?" Cao San sighed.
"Let's go, follow me to the last place." Chen Yunsheng pointed to the other side of Yunhe Mountain in front of him.
"Where?" Jin Hibiscus asked.
"A place of silence." Chen Yunsheng said calmly.
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This is a small valley. The surrounding pines and cypresses are very dense. There is no grass on the ground, only exposed rocks. The surface of these dark red rocks is smooth, as if they have passed through the wall of tens of thousands of vines. No one knows why.
In late winter, you can see this kind of plant that doesn't like the cold. The ivy here grows particularly lushly, with huge five-finger-shaped leaves swaying gently in the wind, and the golden edges of the leaves seem to be smiling at everyone.
"I'm back."
Chen Yunsheng knelt down in front of the wall, his straight body bent like a long bow, and muddy tears fell from his weathered face.
"It's been twenty years, senior brother and senior sister, how are you? Is it cold here?"
Chen Yunsheng's body was shaking like a dead leaf in autumn.
"Yunsheng is incompetent and can't leave even a trace of something to miss."
Chen Yunsheng's voice seemed a little broken due to excitement.
"Please rest assured, senior brother and senior sister, I will definitely find Sihan, even if I search across six continents and travel through barren land."
Xue Li knelt down slumped, facing this heartbreaking memorial, filled with guilt and helplessness. If he had a choice, he would rather he was the one who disappeared that day, and Ye Sihan came to the White Tiger Altar safely. Unfortunately, there are no what-ifs in the world, he
I can only shed tears silently, reminiscing about the good times I spent with my master and uncle.
"Those despicable people are still at large in the world, but don't worry, I will use their dirty blood to pay tribute to you. Rest in peace, the ghosts buried in this mountain peak.":)