Elder Yin’s real name is Yin Congfu, and he is the chief elder of Qianhong Mountain. Compared with Luo Jingyin, he is a step above Luo Jingyin in terms of status. Even Xiang Donghe has to call him senior brother. This person was originally the same as Xiang Donghe.
People of the same generation have never left Qianhong Mountain, and have stayed in the mountain for ninety years. As a result, everyone around the world knows that there is Luo Jingyin in Qianhong Mountain, and there is Xiangdong River in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, but they
No one knows that there is another Yin Congfu who is more senior.
This person's cultivation level is still above that of Xiang Donghe. Even though he does not belong to the kind of people with extraordinary talents, he has worked hard for ninety years and reached the fourth level of Lingxu.
A warrior practices Taoism with one level and one seal, especially after reaching the Lingxu realm. Each promotion will bring more powerful power. Therefore, Xiang Donghe thinks he is the number one master in the great world, but in fact he is the strongest.
There are also strong players.
This Yin Congfu is the real leader of Wanyue Tiangong.
Hearing Luo Jingyin's explanation, Old Yin Congfu's face suddenly turned blue and he asked: "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that Xiang Donghe had sent his disciples to conquer Zhou Nan for expansion? For this matter, I, Qianhong Mountain, still
After sending two masters at the peak of knowledge, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao, why does Zhou Nan want to send troops to target my Wanyue Tiangong?"
Luo Jingyin sighed, shook his head and said: "Back to the elder, this disciple is not entirely aware of this matter. It was completely controlled by Xiang Donghe. However, the two elders Cao and Hai did go to Zhounan Territory and Zhounan Jinlan that day because of this matter.
Men Xu Ningzhong also sincerely surrendered, and the two elders also left North Wang Xue Longyi's younger brother at Jinlan Gate for observation. However, they received news yesterday that Xue Longyi's younger brother Xue Longshi never appeared again..."
Yin Congfu raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He has not been in seclusion for more than ninety years. It does not mean that his thinking has followed the seclusion. On the contrary, practicing in a quiet environment allows him to see clearly many details hidden in the dark. Zhou Nanjing sent troops
Attacking Wanyue Tiangong is simply ridiculous, but the timing and opportunity appeared just right when Xiang Donghe was not around, which is very suspicious.
After pondering for a while, an expression of relief appeared on Yin Congfu's face, and he said with a smile: "I see, this matter is probably related to Feng Jueyu, Jingyin, where are Xiang Donghe and Feng Jueyu now?"
Luo Jingyin didn't quite understand what Yin Confu meant, but he immediately replied: "It is said that he was running for his life in all directions to Donghe and was already on his way back to the Heavenly Palace. And everyone in the world's martial arts knows it, and it seems that Feng Jueyu has been following him.
Behind Xiang Donghe, the skill between the two must be almost the same, so it is not easy for Feng Jueyu to catch up."
"Haha." Yin Confu smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, in my opinion, it is not difficult for Feng Jueyu to catch up with Xiang Donghe, but he has never made a move. There must be his reasons. This person
It is indeed not easy to get along with others. It seems that his skills are still above Xiangdong River. So, you guys immediately rush to the mountain to garrison outside the city and order the disciples from the inner sect of the mountain to guard the gate of my Tiangong. Since Feng Jueyu plans to
If the Wanyue Heavenly Palace is overthrown, I can no longer sit idly by and ignore it."
Hearing that Yin Confu was planning to take action, Luo Jingyin couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. You must know that this old man is as old as two hundred years old, but he has not made a move for ninety years. Despite his cultivation level,
Only at the fourth level of Lingxu, it is only one step higher than Xiang Donghe, but who knows its true strength?
You must know that when it comes to force and strength, it is not only the realm that can be measured.
Luo Jingyin was overjoyed. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered what Yin Confu had said to him a few days ago. Luo Jingyin stopped and turned around, wondering: "Elder, what should we do about Xiang Donghe?"
A few days ago, Luo Jingyin told Yin Confu about the treachery that happened in the passage, and now that Yin Confu is about to take action, doesn't this mean that he is saving Xiang Donghe in disguise, like that shameless person who is struggling to survive?
Did it make him cheaper?
Yin Congfusen smiled coldly and said: "He? Of course you have to ask clearly. You go down the mountain. If you meet Xiang Donghe first, don't let him in for the time being. Ask him if it is true. If it is true, he will
He is a traitor to my Wanyue Tiangong. Even if Feng Jueyu wants to kill him quickly, it is none of my Wanyue Tiangong's business. But if this matter is instigated by a villain, I cannot be used by others."
Luo Jingyin nodded and asked again: "Elder, if Feng Jueyu kills Xiang Donghe, why don't you just stop and attack my Wanyue Tiangong?"
"Then what else is there to say? Of course he will have to pay a heavy price." Yin Congfu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and a light blue mist rose between his eyebrows.
Luo Jingyin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was horrified. After seeing the mist, his face became more respectful. Not daring to have any more doubts, Luo Jingyin quickly left the Tiangong Hall with a few old men.
All the elders of the palace left, and Yin Congfu woke up from the silence. Through the spacious hall, a wisp of consciousness floated out from the top of his head, as if a wisp of blue smoke left the Tiangong Hall and came to the Tiangong.
On the top of the mountain, a vague silhouette suddenly turned into a human form. This method of wandering outside the world has been pure and pure by Yin Congfu's practice. It is still like the strong wind and cold air on the top of Tiangong Mountain, which can't hurt him even a little bit.
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Standing in the air, Yin Congfu looked down at the vast land with the power of his spiritual consciousness, and a pair of wise eyes suddenly burst out with a long-lost heroism and majesty: "Uncle, uncle, you always think that Xiang Donghe is smarter than your nephew.
But he has taken on such a great responsibility, but he doesn’t know that his arrogance has blinded his eyes. You gave him the Floating Moon Mirror, and instead of fulfilling your wish, he caused a catastrophe of death to the Heavenly Palace. Now that my nephew has come out of the mountain, there is no
Breaking the oath that day, starting from today, my nephew will definitely carry forward Wanyue Tiangong."
Muttering to himself, Yin Confu's spiritual consciousness returned to his true form, and he turned around silently. He reached out and touched the wall, and the corners of his lips slightly curved: "It's time for the floating moon mirror to change its owner."
The sound fell, the shadow fell, and there was no one left in the Heavenly Palace...
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The green sun is brilliant, the sun is blazing, under the sky, the floating clouds are curling, the grass is growing on the ground under the spring light, everything is growing, the aura is gentle, the world is flat...
Occasionally, a wolfish figure flashed across like a blue light, bringing up a fierce wind and destroying the tranquility outside Xihuang Mountain.
The strong wind blew the unyielding green grass and bent over it. Due to the overwhelming momentum, a ditch about ten feet wide appeared on the ground dozens of meters away from the figure...
"Tsk!" The figure couldn't hold on any longer. The depleted true energy in his body really needed a lot of time to replenish it. Unfortunately, there was always a shadow behind him that he couldn't get rid of and wouldn't give him any time.
The figure couldn't control his body and fell down. He finally managed to stabilize his body, but the force of the rush made him uncontrollably throw an extra ten meters forward due to his extreme fatigue. Mud splashed on the ground.
Stones and green grass rooted in the upturned soil were splashed everywhere, and the figure stood up from the grass in a state of embarrassment. His face was covered with sweat and mud, and he looked particularly embarrassed.
Although the image has changed, an old face can be vaguely seen behind the filthy face. The fields are quiet at the moment, and there is no one in all directions. But if there is someone here, he will definitely recognize who this old man is.
He is the Supreme Elder of Wanyue Tiangong, Xiang Donghe...
"Xiang Donghe, do you still remember the mountain in front? Xihuang Mountain, where Zhao Jingmu's bones are buried. This is the territory of Wanyue Tiangong. You can be considered a fallen leaf and have returned to your roots, haha..." A long roar sounded in the sky, and then he felt cheerful.
His laughter echoed among the mountains, and the empty green grassland was filled with this man's proud laughter.
The next moment the sound came, two figures shot quickly from the air, hanging under the long sun...
Xiang Donghe gritted his steel teeth angrily, extremely shocked and furious, his eyes fixed on the young man in white. He had nowhere to vent his hatred, so he could only roar angrily: "Feng Jueyu, I have nothing to do with you."
After saying harsh words, Xiang Donghegai did not dare to stop. He moved his hands twice in front of him, and two groups of white light slowly floated on the surface of his palms. Even with such a weak body and lack of energy, he could still move.
It was extremely difficult to generate energy equivalent to the full strength of a master of the Lingxu level 1. Then Xiang Donghe clasped his palms and stood up. This time, he did not choose to leave. Instead, he went forward indomitably and regarded death as home.
Jump towards the person coming.
Feng Jueyu stood attentively. Although the previous ridicule was an act of provoking and irritating the other party, and intended to make Xiang Donghe feel upset, he did not dare to see Xiang Donghe clearly in his heart.
"Hey, you know how to fight back, it's not bad..." I made a casual joke, trying to make Xiang Donghe's angry Qiqiao fume as much as possible, but he turned around and gave way to Xiang Donghe's offensive.
People passed by each other, and at the same time they turned around and clapped their hands. The two palms joined together, and a dazzling light suddenly filled the palms.
The two of them flew back with great difficulty, but Feng Jueyu took a big advantage. After all, his pursuit strategy worked. Xiang Donghe's strength was far less powerful than before he escaped.
Although his palm strength was still strong, Feng Jueyu faintly felt a sense of decline. The reason why he was able to draw a tie under this palm was entirely because he did not use any martial arts, while Xiang Donghe relied on
The power of martial arts forced him back.
This is a good sign.
Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and pushed forward without delay. Several loud bangs of thunder suddenly passed through the soles of his feet, as if a huge shock force pushed him back from the retreat. His clothes fluttered.
Next, the two old fists hidden in the cuffs were moved silently. A red halo expanded into a circle on each fist. In an instant, it seemed as if there were two red hot irons hidden in the white robe.
Glowing brightly.
Xiang Donghe's eyesight was not bad. When he saw something strange happening to Feng Jueyu, he first took a breath of cold air, then quickly rolled up his sleeves and wrapped his palms, guarding against the empty doors in front of his body and guarding one to the last.