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Chapter 1964 Pattern

The immortal-grade Yuanying is really rare.

There have never been many people in the entire Holy Yuan Continent in history. Even those who claim to be immortal-grade Yuanying, the records about them are still clouds and vague, and they are not sure.

Many people speculate that these immortal-grade Nascent Souls may have been far-fetched for various purposes.

Some people even assert that the immortal-grade Nascent Soul is simply a false existence, just a relatively powerful holy-grade Nascent Soul.

"A wandering cultivator outside the river actually has a dignified immortal-grade Yuanying. This is incredible. But if not, how can he explain his strength? With a mere Nascent Soul realm, he killed Jue Yuan Demon, who is comparable to a saint, who is a saint.

dragon."

Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but be shocked when she heard this.

However, Hua Xiangrong suddenly reacted and said in a lost voice:

"Master, are you not going to avenge Junior Sister Su? And Jiang Siqing is so arrogant, fierce and fierce, extremely vicious. Even if you are kind-hearted and don't care about him. But the world of cultivation has always been

Will he believe it cruelly? He must be on guard. When one day he grows up, he may kill the sect and eliminate future troubles forever."

After hearing this, the Saint Qianmo looked over with a smile and asked with a cold face: "So, do you think that as a teacher, you should take advantage of his weakness and nibble it in the cradle to avoid raising a tiger, right?"

"I do think so."

A ray of resentment flashed deep in Hua Xiangrong's eyes, saying.

"I have told you many times that love is not attacking, and reaching the highest level means great love is like no love. This lack of love does not mean that it is cruel and ruthless, and ignores the people of the world. Instead, it means that it is not bound by emotions and is obstructed by demons.

Left and right, look at cultivation, human affairs, life, and even the universe and the world with an objective and rational attitude.”

The saint of Qianmo said earnestly:

"Jiang Siqing did kill Su Xiaotang. But think about it, what is all for? First of all, Marquis Zishan was deceived by the demon clan, and led the princes to raise the anti-flag flag to cause trouble to the Eastern Empire. In the chaos, the Eastern Royal Clan used heavy dictates and used heavy sects to the Eastern Empire.

Too weak, the power and strength of the princes are too great and too strong. If Jiang Siqing doesn't kill him, she will serve as a warning. I'm afraid that in the near future, there will be a second, third, and fourth, Zishan Hou Jue.

Come out!"

"I also saw the image of your imprint at that time. Xiaotang, the child, disappointed her teacher. Unexpectedly, she understood the principles and teachings so much that they were so rigid and rigid! Jiang Siqing killed Ziyun Xiao Zishanhou's family, if she avoided it

The war later saved hundreds of millions of people! Do you understand?"

"Disciple understand!" Hua Xiangrong could only nod.

"Su Xiaotang acted too much. Ziyunxiao's life is life, is Jiang Siqing's life not life? To save one person, kill one person. What is the meaning of this? What kind of good virtue is this? A disagreement,

He raised his hand and killed him! It's really... she treated her words as a teacher, which was insulting her master!"

The saint Qianmo looked sad, mourned his misfortune, angry that he did not fight, shook his head and sighed:

"And, if you kill Jiang Siqing, the Eastern Empire will not be able to balance with the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. War begins again! At that time, how many creatures will be damaged? The war will continue and the mountains and rivers will be broken! Su Xiaotang is not killing Jiang Siqing alone, but killing 100 million yuan.

Thousands of people!"

"You cannot be so kind and do things based on your own likes and dislikes. Alas, sometimes you really doubt whether you are suitable to be my disciples, or even whether it is suitable to follow the rules and purposes of the Ying sect, and whether it is necessary to stay in the sect.

In the door!"

In these words, the tone of Saint Qianmo was neither tepid nor slow, but it was very shocking.

It vaguely expelled her from the sect.

It also brought great psychological pressure to Hua Xiangrong.

"The disciple knows his mistake. In the future, the disciples will remember the teachings of Master, truly love and not attack, act with a virtuous heart, forget about the common people, be loyal to others, be great love like no love, look at everything rationally and comprehensively, not extreme, not

Proud!”

Hua Xiangrong was frightened, her face was pale and sweating profusely, and she couldn't stand even if she hurriedly bowed to the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said in a trembling voice.

"Ah. The purpose and teachings of our Emperor Yingzong are inherently contrary to ordinary human nature. When we practice, we will naturally have many difficulties and obstacles, and there will be many obstacles."

The Saint Qianmo shook his head gently, showed a kind look on his face, smiled slightly, and felt deeply moved: "I don't blame you for this time, so get up quickly!"

"You take the time to go down the mountain to meet the Eastern Royal Family, and talk about the rebellion of Zishanhou. I am deeply sorry for your teacher."

The saint of Qianmo said:

"The rebellion in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace will be pacified by our teacher."

"I also apologize to fellow Taoist Jiang Siqing on behalf of my teacher and ask him to forgive me for being unprepared for discipline. I hope he can ignore his past grudges and work together with us to suppress the Ten Thousand Demons Palace!"

"We can't just talkative skills. You go to the sect ku Mansion and get some cultivation resources. You need holy soldiers level, three to five pieces, and give them to Saint Siqing!"

The saint Qianmo waved his hand slightly and signaled that Hua Xiangrong could go down.

"Yes! Disciple receives the order!"

Hua Xiangrong bowed deeply, and her graceful and sexy body whirled slightly and disappeared from the spot.

The saint of Qianmo stood quietly, silent for a long time, like a jade carving goddess. After a long time, she sighed and murmured to herself:

"Three thousand years, in the blink of an eye, it's another three thousand years. Three thousand years ago, my husband and I had just met, and we walked hand in hand, wandering around the world, free and easy. During a monster hunting mission, we accidentally met the founding emperor Dongfang Run. It was shocked by him.

The talented talent and the unpredictable magical powers of Ziqi Donglai Gong were also admired by his ambitions to care about the people, to help the people, to help them fight together and eliminate all the families and heroes in the world.

The unified Eastern Empire was created.”

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes became vicissitudes and deep, as if she had returned to the past of freedom, fierceness, walking thousands of miles with her sword, and crossing the world.

"Three thousand years have passed, Dongfang Run has already transformed into a handful of loess, and Shen Lang has also turned into a handful of loess. Only me, the old woman, is still breathing. It's so desolate..." She sighed again, carrying endlessness with her.

The bleakness and sadness.

Mortals often envy those who practice immortality for a long life, long life, and are almost immortal.

But for cultivators who have extremely long life spans, is a long life span really a lucky thing?

In the long time, I sit and watch my relatives grow old, my lover dies with me forever, and even my younger generations wither before me, leaving only lonely people. Facing the green lights and yellow rolls and the rain hits duckweed, how lonely it is.

Time is ruthless, withering prosperity, shattering beauty, and in the end, even the memory is washed and covered, becoming blurred, leaving only myself sitting alone in the long river of time, without anyone to accompany, and even not knowing what day tonight, this is a

A kind of luck or misfortune.

"Three thousand years ago, the two channels of the critical Grand Canyon were opened, the barriers were broken, and boundless demonic energy exploded, and the monsters were polluted, demonized, violent, and became bloodthirsty, cruel, ruthless, chaotic, and destroyed the world and exterminated the people."

"At that time, the Eastern Dynasty had just been established and was in ruins. The national strength was weak, but it was still fearless. It shouldered the responsibility of sweeping monsters and suppressing the critical Grand Canyon. It was very difficult to fight!"

"At that time, we also asked for help from major sects. However, in the eyes of the high-ranking sects, we were just a newly built empire, with a few god-transforming monks, a few big cats and two kittens, which were not worth mentioning at all.

Except for the Ancient Medicine Palace and Luo Yingzong, no force sent troops to rescue him."

"In that battle, the masters of the Eastern Empire were killed and injured countless times, blood flowed into rivers, and bones were full of white bones. In the mundane world, nine out of ten families were empty and hungry. There was even a tragic situation of eating by changing children, just like hell on earth!



The eyes of the Saint Qianmo became even more sad and sighed:

"But this time it's different. I'm a giant in Luoyingzong at least. I have some friendship with the leaders of the sects of the major sects on the mainland and the emperor of the Xinjiang Kingdom. If you ask them to take action, they will give you some points.

Thin face.”

Thinking of this, she immediately took action and sent a message to the disciple, saying that she wanted to travel around, so she flew out.


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