Jingchen waved his hands and said: "Okay, since the matter has happened, there is no need to pursue those issues. Junior brother, you should rush back to Dajue Temple immediately and report the matter to Master." Jingwu nodded and then asked:
"Brother, can Leng Donor be saved now?" Jingchen shook his head and said: "If he is in the demonic stage, there is still a way to save him. However, now that he has become demonic, there is no way to get rid of him. As you have just realized, even Jingchen
None of the mental spells have any effect on him. What we can do now is to find him before he starts killing, so as to prevent more innocent people from being harmed."
Jingwu sighed softly: "Okay, I'll go back now."
At this moment, in the wild forest outside the Zen Ming Temple, the old man looked at Jing Wu who was flying out of the temple, the corners of his lips slightly raised, then turned to the four men behind him and said: "Let's go, we should go back to Lingyun.
The palace." A middle-aged man asked: "Elder Yuan, the palace master has told us that Leng Xuan must be dealt with. If we go back like this, I'm afraid the palace master will be very dissatisfied." The elder named Yuan
He said calmly: "Don't worry, the palace master is just blaming me. I will bear the burden for you and I will never let you be punished." After a pause, he sneered: "Although we did not take Leng Xuan's life, he is now
, living is more painful than dying. Just watch, it won't be long before Leng Xuan will become the object of contempt in the cultivation world. At that time, not only will his reputation plummet, but he will also have to face the encirclement and suppression of cultivators all over the world. Hehe
, this result is much better than killing him. After all, he is the overlord of one party, and we will inevitably cause a lot of trouble if we kill him."
Hearing his words, the other men nodded, and without saying any more words, they all hurried towards the night sky.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed. On this day, in the Jiutian Holy Palace, Ling Xuejiu was sitting in the lobby waiting for his disciple’s report. Suddenly, a disciple of the Jiutian Holy Palace rushed into the lobby in a hurry.
He bowed his hands and saluted: "See you, Saint." Ling Xuejiu raised his hand and said: "Without courtesy." The disciple then said: "Holy Girl, the great elder just sent a message from the ghost prison, saying that it is a space passage.
There is a fluctuation." Ling Xuejiu's complexion suddenly changed slightly when she heard this. She stood up quickly and asked, "Is it someone from the foreign cultivation world?" The disciple shook his head and said, "We can't be sure yet.
"Ling Xuejiu thought for a moment and said: "Immediately pass the order and inform all the disciples of the Holy Palace to be prepared. In addition, keep in touch with the great elder at any time." The disciple responded, then turned and walked out of the hall.
Not long after he left, Jiumu came to the lobby from outside. "Holy Girl, I heard about what happened in the Ghost Prison. Could it be that the people from Yaoyuan Palace are preparing to attack the world of cultivation?" Ling Xuejiu
He shook his head and said: "I don't know either. The Great Elder has not confirmed it yet. If it is really someone from Yaoyuan Palace, then the world of cultivation will never have peace in the future." Hearing this, Jiu Mu opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say.
He wanted to say something. However, there was always hesitation on his face. Seeing this, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but said: "Eighth Elder, if you have something to say, just say it." Jiumu sighed softly: "Originally, I shouldn't be here.
I'll tell you when the time comes, but if I don't tell you, you might blame me in the future." After a pause, he changed his words and said, "Holy girl, something happened to Leng Xuan, the master of Tenglong Palace."