After walking forward for several hours, Jingwu suddenly stopped everyone because he vaguely heard shouts of killing coming from the wild forest below. He frowned slightly and said: "Let's go down and take a look.
." As he said that, he quickly ran towards the wild forest below, followed closely by the others. Not long after, more than a dozen corpses appeared in everyone's sight. Seeing the clothes worn by the dead, Jingwu couldn't help but look pale.
Suddenly, he was slightly surprised and said: "People from Lingyun Palace?" While muttering to himself, he heard a burst of screams not far ahead. Hearing the sound, Jingwu quickly led the disciples from Dajue Temple and rushed over. Soon
Soon, he saw a disciple of Lingyun Palace nailed to an ancient tree with a sword, with blood flowing from his mouth, and he was dying. And in front of him, stood a young man holding a sword. The young man's eyes were blood red, and his body was covered with blood.
Blood stains. When he saw the other party, Jingwu immediately said: "Leng Donor!"
That young man was Leng Xuan. Hearing Jingwu's call, Leng Xuan slowly turned his head and looked at everyone with ferocious eyes. Jingwu winked at the disciple behind him, and then walked slowly towards Leng Xuan.
When he was ten steps away, Leng Xuan suddenly flicked his wrist and unleashed several sharp sword rays, attacking Jingwu. Seeing this, Jingwu quickly ducked out of the way. Leng Xuan saw that one blow could not succeed.
, immediately bullied him and launched a fierce offensive again. However, Jingwu was obviously not prepared to fight him, and kept wandering in Leng Xuan's attack without making a counterattack. At the same time, more than ten other Dajue Temple soldiers
The disciples took out a magic weapon one after another, sat cross-legged, and formed a strange formation on the ground. However, when Jingwu led Leng Xuan and was about to enter the formation, Leng Xuan suddenly stopped and
He turned back and galloped towards the forest, and was out of sight in a blink of an eye. Jingwu said helplessly: "Follow me, don't let him escape!"
When several Dajue Temple disciples heard this, they immediately moved to pursue them. After they left, Jingwu quickly came to the Lingyun Palace disciple who had not yet expired and asked, "Are you okay?"
The Lingyun Palace disciple opened his mouth and said intermittently: "Please... inform us... Palace Master, just say... just say that Leng Xuan came... to avenge... revenge." Jingwu frowned and said: "Retaliation.
?Why does he want to take revenge on you, Lingyun Palace?" The Lingyun Palace disciple slowly shook his head, and did not answer his question, but changed the subject and said: "Just now...just now Leng Xuan forced...I said Lingyung Palace...
The branch address of... you... you must... stop... him." After saying this, he closed his eyes and died.
Jingwu thought for a while, and then said to everyone: "I'll go to Lingyun Palace first, and you guys will come back later." After saying that, he stretched out his figure and rushed into the air in an instant. One day later, Jingwu finally arrived at Lingyun Palace.
In front of the mountain gate. Under the guidance of two Lingyun Palace disciples, Jingwu quickly arrived at the hall. A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes walked out of the back hall with his hands behind his back. Seeing him,
Jingwu immediately stood up, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Jingwu of Dajue Temple has met Palace Master Li." This middle-aged man is the Palace Master of Lingyun Palace, Li Xiuyi. Li Xiuyi smiled and said, "Master, you don't have to be polite, I don't know.
Abbot Huijue, how is your health?" Jingwu nodded and said, "Thank you, Palace Master Li. I am concerned about you. My master is very good." Li Xiuyi nodded, and then said, "Master came to Lingyun Palace to look for me. I don't know why?"