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249. Chapter 249 Chapter 0248 The old guy has a good cultivation

The decline of hundreds of clans is undoubtedly a good thing for other sects on Beidou Continent. Qingyun Sect, the largest sect in Tianquan Kingdom, has disciples all over Tianquan Kingdom, and even in several other countries.

Diversion, the Qingyun Sect of Qingzhu Town in Kaiyang Kingdom was a small force that stepped in after the decline of the hundreds of tribes.

However, they never expected that the Qingyun Sect would be uprooted only two months after it established its foothold in Qingzhu Town. Not only did they lose an elder, but they also lost the treasure of the sect, the red sword.

This made the headmaster of the Qingyun Sect, who commanded more than 100,000 disciples, very angry, and he found the culprit in just a few days.

The Qingyun Mountains of Tianquan Kingdom, with towering peaks stretching for dozens of miles, are all the territory of Qingyun Sect. The tall palaces standing on the top of the mountains are comparable to the royal palaces of any country. The ladders that shuttle between the mountains connect each one of them.

The palaces towering above the clouds are connected, and Qingyun Sect disciples are constantly shuttled among them, just like immortals walking on the clouds. On the top of Qingyun Peak, a majestic palace with red walls and black tiles is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a palace in the sky. This is the Qingyun Sect's meeting hall.

This is where the sects of the past dynasties lived and gave orders to the Qingyun Sect that spread throughout the Tianquan Kingdom.

At this moment, the meeting hall was already crowded with people. Dozens of sect leaders from all major sects gathered together. All eighteen elders came out and led their most proud disciples to stand at the front of the hall.

On the throne at the top of the hall, a sickly old man in his sixties sat cross-legged and turned a deaf ear to the commotion in the hall.

"Have you found out who did it?"

"It was found out that the person who killed Elder Yuanyang was Zhao Qingzhu, the head of the Qing Palace!"

"What!"

"Zhao Qingzhu?"

"Is that Zhao Qingzhu who got the giant scissors of Emperor Wu?"

"Yes, that's him!"

"Okay, I'm going to kill his Qinggong and bring his head back."

"Killing one Zhao Qingzhu is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart. Let the entire Qingzhu Town be buried with the Great Elder!"

The murderous intention spread throughout the hall, and many people were eager to eat Zhao Qingzhu alive right away. However, the eighteen elders who had come out of seclusion were surprisingly quiet, and their eyes stayed neatly on the throne looking sick.

On the old man in his sixties.

"Headmaster, please say something. We have already found out that it is Zhao Qingzhu who was diverted from Qingzhu Town, so let us go!"

"Yes, the Qingyun Sect has never suffered such a great humiliation since its establishment. It must be killed to serve as a warning to others."

"cough…"

The Grand Master interrupted everyone with a cough, then raised his head feebly and said softly: "The Qingyun Sect can become the largest force in the Tianquan Kingdom, all because of His Majesty's gift. Zhao Qingzhu kills my elders and destroys my diversion.

Naturally, we must protect this hatred, but we must not do it in a big way. If you are so reckless as to show up in Kaiyang, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of Emperor Kaiyang. In a time of great strife, we in the martial arts world must also be careful."

After a slight pause, the Grand Master turned his head to look at an elder standing at the front, and said in a deep voice: "Third Elder, I leave this matter to you. Remember not to make a big fuss."

"Got the order!"

The third elder nodded slightly, then turned around, strode out of the hall with his most proud disciple, and then flashed out and disappeared into Qingyun Peak!

In Longyin Temple in Tianquan Kingdom, an old monk stood in front of the temple gate, looking in the direction of Qingyun Peak, his brows gradually forming the character "Chuan".

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Beside him, a pink little monk blinked his big watery eyes, and his childish voice brought the old monk back to reality. He touched the little monk's head gently, and the old monk sighed slightly and said: "A hundred

The clan will decline, and the sect will be swept away by turmoil. Zen Heart, are you afraid?"

"With Master here, even if the sky falls, my Zen mind will not be afraid."

"The sky is falling?"

The old monk raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, and a murderous light that did not belong to a monk gradually flashed in the corner of his eyes.



After walking out of the Qing Palace, Zhao Qingzhu called out the golden-winged bird and flew straight to the mountain top ten miles away. Bandit Mountain is the most feared place for the people in Kaiyang Kingdom. It is not that there are three-headed and six-armed monsters here, nor is it that there are legendary monsters here.

They are man-eating demons. Instead, there is a group of bandits who specialize in killing people, stealing goods, and robbing homes and houses.

The bandit leader is called Tiangong, and he makes a good axe. He performed the 83-way mountain-breaking ax to perfection. After the curse of heaven and earth was swallowed by him, this guy raised his domineering power to the red realm. With the improvement of his domineering power, he opened the mountain.

The ax also exploded with greater power, frightening the common people and warriors within a hundred miles.

Zhao Qingzhu is not a knight, nor is he here to eliminate harm for the people, but to capture this heavenly craftsman into his small world and hand him over to Wu Wen in exchange for his divine guidance.

The speed of the golden-winged divine bird was astonishing, and in just a cup of tea, he appeared above the Bandit Mountain.

Bandit Mountain was named after Tiangong took over the place as his own. It was originally a paradise on earth, but he gave it a vulgar name that made people afraid to approach it.

The big golden-winged bird circled silently and locked onto the bamboo building in an open space on the mountainside. The corners of his mouth gradually curved into a trace of bloodlust.

Tiangong's bandit camp is all made of bamboo buildings. Thousands of bamboo buildings are connected to each other and surround the entire bandit mountain.

On the open land on the mountainside, hundreds of strong and strong men were eating and drinking. Opposite these strong and strong men, a powerful man with a red silk scarf on his head sat cross-legged, grabbing a pig leg and munching on it.

Everyone was immersed in the temptation of wine and meat, completely unaware that the shadow of death was approaching them.

Standing on the back of the golden-winged bird, Zhao Qingzhu locked his gaze on the mighty man.

Heavenly work, it’s him!

Suddenly, Zhao Qingzhu frowned, and the golden-winged bird sang softly.

Upon hearing this low cry, Tiangong, who was chewing on the pig thighs, suddenly stopped and then slowly raised his head.

The bright moon was shining high in the sky, and a huge black shadow flashed past and disappeared into the top of the mountain.

At the same time, under the full moon, two figures appeared out of thin air, like gods!

The leader was surprisingly the third elder who left Qingyun Peak.

Following him is naturally his most proud disciple Tianqiu.

Tianqiu, who didn't understand why Master appeared here, glanced at the Bandit Mountain below in surprise. When he saw Tiangong looking up, he shouted in surprise: "Master, that's Senior Brother Tiangong."

"Master!"

Tiangong on the ground also woke up. He stood up quickly and shouted excitedly: "Is it you, Master!"

The third elder said nothing and turned to leave.

"Wait, Master."

Seeing that the third elder was about to leave, Tiangong became anxious and fell to his knees with a thud, "Disciple realizes his mistake. I sincerely ask Master to give disciple another chance."

"Are you wrong?"

The third elder's face turned slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "Where did you go wrong?"

"A disciple should not steal the master's mountain axe, let alone..."

"You finally admitted that you stole the mountain axe!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the third elder, and then his figure flashed and landed steadily opposite Tiangong. He said with murderous intent: "Now that you know your mistake, please return the 83-way mountain axe!"

"Return it?"

Tiangong was slightly startled, "Why pay it back?"

"Destroy your martial arts!"

Tiangong trembled and looked at the third elder without blinking.

After a long while, he suddenly raised his head and smiled sadly, and said softly: "Is this the purpose of your coming here?"

"Other than that, I have nothing to do with you!"

"good!"

Tiangong roared, then quickly stood up and said coldly: "Old man, I have learned the 83-way mountain axe. If you want it, just come and get it."

Zhao Qingzhu, who was behind the mountain, saw everything happening on the mountainside. When he felt the aura fluctuations on the third elder's body, a trace of greed gradually appeared in his eyes, "The old guy's cultivation is pretty good!"


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