Hua Changdeng has never seen such a shameless ancient sword cultivator.
His original intention was to leave a last message to Xu Xiaoshou, but he never thought that this guy would actually take advantage of his soft-hearted moment and run away!
Even before leaving, he poured a wave of dirty water on Qian Shi's path.
Hua Changdeng doesn't know how Xu Xiaoshou learned the "Thirty-Six Techniques of Heaven's Secret: The Great God's Descending Technique".
After performing this technique, Hua Changdeng was unable to notice where Xu Xiaoshou fled immediately.
"Guidance, forgetfulness, memory..."
The traces of these three ways coexist, and in the final analysis, they can be summarized as one word "meaning".
Unfortunately, Huachangdeng is not very good at this kind of "meaning".
He cultivated the Sword Demon's Intention Ghost, and only cultivated the Intention Attack, so he could fight head-on.
If we talk about the "cunning" and "cunning" of the meaning, it is really not as good as that little mouse that hides its head but shows its tail.
But it doesn't matter if you can't figure it out.
The only thing Hua Changdeng knew was that Dao Qiongcang was not so blatantly acting as a demon in the Yunshan Emperor Realm and becoming his enemy.
Therefore, when I looked around the Yunshan Emperor Realm, searching for abnormalities, I finally found a trace of ancient swordsmanship in the Yunshan Temple.
Hua Changdeng knew that the little mouse must have been in the wrong place with him and ran to the main hall.
He hurried back to the main hall without stopping.
But after landing, not only the elders behaved strangely, but also the word "again" was puzzling.
Even the entrance to the main hall gives people a special feeling...
"It's empty. It seems like something is missing?"
Hua Changdeng didn't pay much attention. After Shengli forcibly recalled all the elders, he went straight to the point and asked:
"Who cast the phantom sword technique?"
Around the Yunshan Temple, there are traces of illusion left by the illusion of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship is extremely advanced.
Others might not be able to notice it when they arrived, but Hua Changdeng could see the clues at a glance and scanned the elders with his eyes.
So weird!
Among these old guys, there are actually some who have secretly worked hard to cultivate ancient swordsmanship to this level?
Picture what?
A blockbuster picture?
They must have passed that age long ago!
"Illusion Sword Technique..."
The elders of the clan, who had gone and returned again and again, were also confused by the words of the family leader. Someone hesitated and said:
"No one uses phantom swordsmanship?"
No?
Huachangdeng only believes in his own eyes.
He didn't ask a second question, he just scanned everyone with his cold eyes.
The elders of the tribe were sweating profusely, and felt as if they were being targeted by jackals.
It was clear that no one was lying, but everyone felt that they were the ones in the wrong and must have lied.
In the end, what Hua Changdeng did not expect was that the elders actually turned their attention to Hua Zhiyao, who was not the leader of the elders.
And Hua Zhiyao actually took a step forward without hesitation, with a solemn face, he cupped his hands and said:
"Master, no one has used phantom sword skills. Weren't we discussing the stone carvings of our ancestors just now?"
Ancestor stone carvings?
Hua Changdeng was stunned for a moment.
The "we" in Hua Zhiyao's mouth obviously refers to more than just elders from all clans.
While he was talking, his hands were pointing back and forth between himself and the clan elders. This "we" clearly included himself.
But……
"When did I talk to you about the Ancestral Stone Carvings?"
Hua Changdeng glanced at the main hall. The only thing he discussed with the clan elders was the distribution of the Wurao Emperor Realm in the previous hall.
But in the middle of the discussion, he went out to catch mice.
"Haha, the master of the house is a little forgetful today?"
Hua Zhiyao seemed to have suddenly become very close to him, and he actually dared to laugh, as if he was jokingly condemning something wrong with him.
Yes!
Hua Zhiyao is in a weird mood.
He accused the family head of being very naughty for first forgetting his own name and now forgetting the stone carvings of his ancestors.
"count!"
Hua Zhiyao smiled and uttered only one word in the end. His expression was meaningful, trying to help the head of the family remember something that he had not forgotten.
"..."
Huachangdeng was silent.
His silence made all the elders present feel heartbroken.
Hua Zhiyao was keenly aware that something was wrong, his face twitched twice, and he pretended to be calm.
He squeezed out a smile again, stretched out his hands, bowed and pointed to the location where the ancestral stone carvings were before, and said:
"Master, look at this!"
Remember, remember quickly.
This is what happened just now, not even a quarter of an hour has passed. The head of the house is a little humorous today, haha...
Hua Changdeng looked silently.
He stared twice, his pupils trembled violently, and his face showed emotion.
He finally realized the reason why he felt so empty when he returned to the temple again.
There is a stone tablet on the side of the main hall door, which is engraved with "The road has no end, stop when the time is right", which was left by the ancestors of the Hua family.
Now, the stone tablet is gone!
All that was left was a stone seal the size of a millstone.
The imprints on the stone are very clean, and the colors of the vestibule steps in the same hall are clearly different, but only when you pay careful attention will you notice the difference...
Hua Changdeng opened his mouth but could not make a sound.
He looked at the imprints on the stone tablet, and then looked at the clan elders with disbelief.
The elders from all clans looked expectantly, and dozens of gazes were focused on them. They didn't even say anything, they just looked and waited.
It was as if they were all expecting themselves, the head of the family, to come up with some conclusion on some issue.
Hua Changdeng couldn't wait for a proactive explanation, so he could only look back at the mark again. He couldn't help it anymore and asked with some emotion:
"Where's the stone tablet?!"
The elders of all clans looked at Yin Hen together, their expressions were as usual, even smiling.
Hua Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and asked:
"Yes, Master, where is the stone tablet?"
——Who are you smiling at?
Hua Changdeng was so angry that he almost pulled out the hunting ghost, and slashed Hua Zhiyao in front of him with a sword. He was filled with murderous intent and shouted:
"I asked, where is the stone tablet?"
With a bang, Yunshan Temple exploded with thunder.
All the clansmen were affected by the agitation of the Holy Emperor and were shocked to the point where they all staggered back. Hua Zhiyao finally showed panic on his face and said in a trembling voice:
"Master, throw the stone tablet in!"
Hua Changdeng's thoughts went blank for a moment, and he unconsciously repeated: "Throw it?"
"Oh no, send it, send it in!"
"Send it to where?"
"Time and space are broken, Patriarch, what's wrong with you?" Hua Zhiyao said so unjustly!
What's wrong with me?
I also want to ask, what happened to you Hua Zhiyao!
Hua Changdeng resisted the urge to kill, knowing that there was something weird stuck between them. He suppressed his anger and asked: "Who asked you to throw the ancestor stone carvings... into the fragments of time and space?"
"You!"
Then he saw Hua Zhiyao pointing at himself as a matter of course, muttering something completely inaudible, and finally pulled out the long sword from his waist, lightly slashed into the void, then held up the air on the mark of the stone tablet with both hands, and walked towards it with a smile.
Throw it in the air~
"That's it. I'll do as you told me. Didn't I say I want to catch the traitor?" Hua Zhiyao finished recreating everything just now and stared at the head of the family with some doubts.
Fake?
Ahaha, that's not the case.
In the Yunshan Emperor Realm, who dares to pretend to be the head of the family...
"Well?"
Hua Zhiyao's thoughts froze, his eyes widened and he began to sweat coldly all over his body.
"Huh?" Hua Changdeng said nothing, his lips were closed, leaving only a nasal sound.
With a bang, Hua Zhiyao's whole body trembled, and his knees suddenly hit the ground hard. His whole body seemed to have been drained of blood, and he fell to the ground, as pale as a corpse.
"No, no, it's impossible..."
When Hua Changdeng raised his eyes and cast his cold gaze on the elders behind Hua Zhiyao, the elders noticed something at the same time, and all of them lost their voices in fear and started to tremble.
Bang bang bang!
Not long after, more than ten clan elders knelt in front of the main hall.
It was only at this moment that everyone in Yunshan Temple, including Hua Changdeng, realized that "again", that specious "phantom sword skill", and the "head of the family" who had gone and returned...
It’s not like the head of the family has come back once before.
But the head of the house who came back before is a fake head of the house. If nothing else, it is the little mouse that the head of the house is chasing!
"..."
Huachangdeng is silent.
His silence was deafening.
At this moment, his chest was filled with the most violent murderous intention in thirty years, and he almost wanted to kill everyone in front of him with one sword.
He has thousands of things to say.
He wants to condemn, yell, and explode.
But he knew that the fault was not with these idiots, the fault was with the inertia of thinking and Xu Xiaoshou’s unpredictable nature, and the fault was with himself.
But why...
He had countless "whys" to ask.
Why can’t I see that it’s fake? Why do I still do it even when my ancestors’ stone carvings say I’m going to throw it away? Why can’t I just wait a little longer...
No!
There is no reason!
Hua Changdeng pressed the sword, took a long breath, suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, and calmly looked at the group of old men kneeling on the ground in front of him.
He was silent for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice:
"Hua Zhiyao, go to the execution hall yourself to receive your punishment."
Bang bang bang!
Hua Zhiyao, who realized it later, was kowtowing crazily.
He almost smashed his forehead to pieces, and the steps in front of the palace were covered with blood. He burst into tears and was so choked that he couldn't say a word, "I, I..."
There was a clan elder behind him who spoke in a tearful voice for Hua Zhiyao: "Head of the family, he is the elder of the Hall of Punishment."
Hua Changdeng showed no expression on his face: "You will judge by yourself, you will be convicted by yourself, you will be sealed by yourself, and you will be punished by yourself."
Bang bang bang!
Hua Zhiyao was still kowtowing, his heart seemed to hit his throat, and he still couldn't speak human words: "Oh, I..."
A clan elder asked helplessly:
"When will you be charged?"
Hua Changdeng tightened his sword:
"Now, immediately, immediately."
This is a capital crime!
If you lose the stone carvings of your ancestors, how is it possible to survive?
Hua Zhiyao washed his face with blood and tears. While kowtowing, he pulled out the sword from his waist and struck it across his neck.
"No! No!"
Elders from all clans rushed towards him, either stopping Hua Zhiyao or begging Hua Changdeng for mercy. They were all in tears.
The death of the rabbit makes the fox sad.
Today Hua Zhiyao is gone.
The reckoning will be settled in the coming autumn, and those present who do not deny throwing away the stone carvings of their ancestors are all guilty.
It’s not that the family leader is not angry, it’s that the family leader didn’t have time to clean up everything—Hua Zhiyao can’t die!
But Hua Changdeng had a heart as iron as iron and said expressionlessly:
"Last words."
Hua Zhiyao's sword was placed across his neck, and even the elders couldn't hold it down. His neck had been cut and bleeding.
At this moment, his lips were trembling, a lifetime of prosperity and wealth flashed through his mind, and his thoughts became dazed and confused.
He has become delirious.
The so-called last words are nothing more than the things that you have wanted in your life but cannot get.
So before he died, in a daze, Hua Zhiyao said something unexpectedly:
"I have no last words, I just want to ask..."
"That house, head of the house, can I still go to your house tomorrow?"
The elders of all clans were startled, and then felt great fear.
What are you talking about, Hua Zhiyao? Do you think the death is not fast enough or that the master of the family is not cruel enough?
Hua Changdeng was also startled and suddenly laughed angrily.
At this moment, he could only admire the guidance of Xu Xiaoshou's transcendent thoughts.
"Bang!"
Hua Changdeng kicked him with a flying kick.
Hua Zhiyao, who was lying on the ground and realized that he had made a mistake, was kicked directly into his neck with the long sword in his hand, and his whole body was thrown into the air.
The blood streaked across the Zindao Peak, then crashed into the time and space fragments thousands of miles away, unable to even utter a cry.
No one dares to pick up Hua Zhiyuan.
The atmosphere at the entrance of the hall dropped to freezing point, and everyone was shivering and walking on thin ice.
Hua Changdeng closed his eyes in a deep voice: "Xu Xiaoshou, where have you been?"
Xu Xiaoshou?
Only then did everyone realize who the little mouse was.
But for a while, all the elders really couldn't remember who this dead rat was who was toying with the elders of the Yunshan Temple clans to applause.
I just have some impression of where I have heard this name before...
unimportant!
I’ll collect this person’s information later!
Immediately, someone responded: "Wu Rao Emperor Realm! He wants Hua Zhiyao's identity token. He should go to Wu Rao Emperor Realm to escape."
Hua Zhiyao...
It's Hua Zhiyao again...
Hua Zhiyao, death is not a pity!
Hua Changdeng rarely had such a strong impulse to kill, and he even spread Hua Zhiyao's ashes with his own hands.
But after calming down, he realized that if he really killed Hua Zhiyao because of this, Xu Xiaoshou would be able to succeed.
only……
Kill but don't kill, forgive but don't feel angry.
This dilemma is even worse than the pain caused by the rising sword in the world of ghosts and Buddhas.
To put it crudely, it is even more uncomfortable than being slapped with shit!
"Yeah..."
Hua Changdeng’s fingers clenched loudly.
Play with my cloud mountain and steal my ancestral stone.
If you don't kill this son, you will be in vain to become the Holy Emperor.
With a cold face and without saying a word, he picked up his sword and galloped away towards the direction of Emperor Wurao's realm.
"The head of the family..."
The clan leader behind him is still prostrate on the ground.
Seeing this, an old man subconsciously stood up and took out his gift book as if to say something.
Before he could speak, he was pulled back by the people around him, slammed to the ground, and then almost beaten to death by the elders.
"Just go first and make up for it later. Why should you pay attention to etiquette at this time? Are you trying to kill me?"
…
The Imperial Realm of Han Palace.
On the way up from the mountain path to the reception room of the front hall, a group of Hangong clan members were whispering:
"It seems like some big shot has arrived!"
"Yes, judging from his clothes, he should be from the Yunshan Emperor realm, an elder or a semi-saint!"
"His face was so dark, he said nothing, and his aura was so scary. Is something big going to happen?"
"I don't know, but if I want to cause trouble, how dare people from Yunshan come to me in the Han Palace Emperor Realm? Isn't this just throwing an egg at a stone? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"
"Hmph, I think so, but I guess I'm not holding my breath. Even Elder Yue Gongkui didn't show any pretense. He didn't say a word. I heard he directly asked to see the head of the family by name!"
"What? He's so brave? What is his identity, and what is the status of the head of the family? Which head of the family do you want to meet, the old head of the house or the young head of the house?"
"I heard it's the old master..."
"He's thinking shit! Just an elder! It's better if the Holy Emperor of Yunshan comes in person!"
"I don't know..."
The reception room of Han Palace Emperor Realm indeed welcomed an uninvited guest today.
Yue Gongkui, dressed in rich clothes and courteous, accompanied him from the foot of the mountain to the reception hall at the top of the mountain. He was stunned to be unable to tell the Yunshan envoy about the intention of his trip.
"Go, go, all of you disperse."
He waved his hand and dismissed the maid in the reception room, leaving only the envoy and himself. After personally pouring hot tea for each other, he sighed and said:
"Brother Zhiyao, you and I can be considered old friends."
"You have a dark face all the way. Could it be that I, Yue Gongkui, have treated you badly? Just say something and give me some information. What is your attitude over at Yunshan?"
"How can we say that when we were young, we had a friendship together when we climbed trees and dug out bird's nests. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, he didn't even look at me. He didn't know and thought that we were strangers. Today we met by chance and it was our first time! Haha, haha.
…”
"Come, brother Zhiyao, let's have tea first, have tea..."
Hua Zhiyao's face was as dark as ink, and he didn't even glance at the tea.
He took out a jade identity card with the word "Xing" engraved on one side and the pattern of "Yunshan" on the other side, and threw it heavily on the mahogany table. His holy power surged through his body, and he shouted loudly.
At this time, everyone inside and outside the reception room, at the top of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain, heard this screaming voice that contained a little anger:
"I, Hua Zhiyao, the elder of the Yunshan Emperor's Palace of Punishment, was entrusted by the head of our clan to pay a special visit to the Holy Emperor of Han Palace today."
"The head of the family said, just wait for a quarter of an hour. If the Holy Emperor of Han Palace does not come to see me in person within a quarter of an hour, I will immediately return to Yunshan."
"As for the Han Palace, you have to bear the consequences!"
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