An internal struggle involving the six branches of China kicked off on the night of the Hongluan Tribulation in Lingxi.
Various forces discussed and expressed their opinions.
Some people do not understand the choice between Xuanmen and Yunzong, and feel that these two meridians are the main culprits that break the balance of the six meridians.
Some people complained that Tai Xuzi should not have intervened and made the matter worse.
However, the most controversial one was the Buddhist host Kong Jian. This old bald donkey added fuel to the fire, turning the situation that was originally salvageable into a mess, forcing Ziwei to forcefully express her position.
There is a way for laymen to see the fun, and for experts to see the door.
Just because a bunch of stupid little shrimps question Buddhism's common practice doesn't mean that those with a clear eye and a clear mind can't see through it either.
Some things, some grudges, some causes and effects, were actually brought to the table early.
During the trip to the Miao border, Buddhism lost four elders.
Li Muzi and Xi Dongci, two Buddhist disciples with destiny, were brutally murdered by Tesco.
The four forces joined forces to intercept Lingxi, and the cultivation of the two elders of the Buddhist sect was abolished.
Later, Yi Laomo visited him personally and took away two drops of Buddhist soul blood.
If Yunzong's hatred for Kunlun "exploded" because of Bai Nanxian's death, then Buddhism is truly "unforgettable".
No one is as miserable as Kong Jian, the tragedy is too terrible to behold.
The most important thing is that this game of chess was played by the mysterious old man behind Chen Xuanjun.
He has already counted all the people who can influence the situation.
Not only the hesitant Kong Jian, but also the defenders who are still hiding in the dark, without exception.
keep neutral?
It was not that Kong Jian had never thought about it, but he knew that once he remained neutral, he would be the first to see the King of Hell after the war.
This is no longer a simple sect battle, but a battle between Taoists and Tesco.
From this moment on, the division between good and evil officially begins.
Rather than saying that the coin pointed out the way for Sora Jian, it was better to say that it was his true thoughts deep in his heart.
No one knew that the moment the coin fell, Kong Jian blew a breath.
...
Kunlun Mountain, Demon Killing Pond.
Du Qirui stood by the pond for a long time with the letter of appointment in hand, but did not wait for Su Xinglan to appear.
He shouted one after another, taking great risks and using secret voice transmission techniques to tell what happened outside from beginning to end.
No one answered, the surface of the pool was calm.
The sword energy all over the sky condensed from above and landed silently on the bottom of the pool.
Du Qirui felt frustrated and carefully opened the letter and placed it on the big rock closest to the deep pool.
He shook his lips and said with difficulty: "Xinglan, the Kunlun catastrophe is coming, and senior brother can't do anything."
"You want us to take good care of Ling Yatou and Suning, I..."
He choked for a moment and was so embarrassed that he could not raise his head and said: "Senior brother, I am so ashamed that I have no face to see you."
"Girl Ruo Ling and Suning tonight..."
"Hehe, this is probably the last time that senior brother comes to see you."
"Remember, if one day you can get rid of the demons in your heart and return to your true heart, Liu Sansheng, don't talk about your past feelings."
"Because he doesn't deserve it."
After cupping his fists and bowing, Du Qirui turned and left.
After exiting the cave gate, he saw the night sky above the abyss, where a peerless sword cut across the sky and the earth.
"Big brother."
The great elder of Kunlun, who was leaning on crutches, was limp and weak, hiding his face and crying bitterly.
What he didn't notice was that after he left, layers of fine ripples appeared on the surface of the deep pool.
A haggard-looking middle-aged man emerged from the water, sitting cross-legged in the air with dull eyes.
His eyes went from unfamiliar to dazed, from dazed to filled with murderous intent.
Until he saw the letter.
That familiar smell that made his heart tremble.
The killing intent slowly subsided, replaced by the vividness in his eyes that returned to normal.
"Su, Ning."
His voice was so dry that it was indistinct.
It seems that he has almost forgotten how to speak.
"Wow."
The pond was surging, and he stood beside the big stone where the letter was placed.
