Everyone made a mess and quickly helped Master Daoxuan into the Yuqing Hall. However, the Yuqing Hall was already in dilapidated condition. More than half of the originally majestic building had collapsed, and there were rubbles and broken wood everywhere.
Tian Buyi and others asked the young disciples to quickly clear an open space, drag a chair from the side and let Master Daoxuan sit down. The leaders of the elders around him had any miraculous medicines on their bodies, and it was too late to take them out.
Swallowed it.
After a while, Daoxuan moved his body, let out a long sigh, and slowly woke up.
Tian Buyi and others saw that Daoxuan's face was pale and almost bloodless, especially the wound on his abdomen. The blood stains that had solidified had expanded several times and almost blackened the hem of the Taoist robe. Everyone couldn't help but feel worried.
color.
Master Daoxuan was obviously severely weakened. After he woke up, he could not even speak immediately. Tian Buyi quickly gave him three pills of rhubarb pills that he had carefully refined. After a while, the medicine took effect, and Master Daoxuan
His face looked a little better.
At this time, the surrounding elders and disciples gathered around. Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi and others also rushed here. Seeing that the real master was so seriously injured, his face turned pale.
After a while, Song Daren, Qi Hao and others also rushed back.
Master Daoxuan regained his energy a little, opened his eyes, and saw Tian Buyi and others around him looking at him with worried faces. He forced a smile and said: "I can still hold on, it's okay."
Tian Buyi and others were relieved. Some of them thought of the legendary ancient sword Zhu Xian, but saw that Daoxuan's hands were empty and there was no sign of Zhu Xian. Outside the Yuqing Palace, the spiritual beast Water Qilin did not return either.
He was lying there in the blue water pool, but there was no shadow of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword near it.
Master Daoxuan slowly looked around, his face changed slightly, and he saw that almost half of the people in the Qingyun Sect standing around were missing. He asked in shock: "After I left just now, what were the casualties here?"
Tian Buyi, who was standing closest to him, hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Brother, head master, you'd better heal your injuries first..."
Daoxuan said: "Speak quickly!"
Tian Buyi choked for a moment, turned around and looked around, as if he wanted to confirm again, and then whispered to Daoxuan about casualties.
In this battle, the Qingyun Sect Committee suffered heavy casualties. Under the siege of the Demon Sect, fourteen of the twenty-five elders were killed, and four or five were seriously injured, including the leader of the Seven Meridians, except for the leader Daoxuan Zhenren
In addition, Taoist Master Cangsong of Longshou Peak betrayed, Taoist Shang Zhengliang, the leader of Chaoyang Peak, and Taoist Tianyun, the leader of Luoxia Peak, died unfortunately. The remaining Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghui Peak, also looked exhausted and covered with scars.
Only Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak was escorting Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple and others, so there was no serious problem.
Master Daoxuan's body swayed, and he could not hold on. The strength that Qingyun Sect was proud of in the past was almost completely lost in this battle.
Tian Buyi's face also showed sadness and anger, and he whispered: "Brother, headmaster, we must avenge such a bloody feud. However, your health is very important right now, so don't be too sad."
Daoxuan let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and stamped his feet, saying, "I, Daoxuan, am sorry for all the ancestors of Qingyun Sect!"
His voice was desolate and filled with unspeakable pain. Everyone listened and fell silent for a moment.
At this time, a piece of wood suddenly fell down from the ruins nearby, and a head popped out from the corner of the ruins. Everyone was startled, and when they looked at it intently, they couldn't help but be startled. This person was actually the crazy person.
Second Uncle Wang, who has been with me for many years, didn’t know when he ran into the Yuqing Palace. During the earth-shattering battle just now, he didn’t know where he was hiding. This time he climbed out, covered in dust and with a gray face.
, but looking at his expression, he didn’t seem to be very scared, and he was just grinning.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu who were standing aside walked over at the same time. After all, they had a close relationship with Uncle Wang. Lin Jingyu pulled him aside and checked him. As expected, except for a few scratches, he was
An Ran is fine, but his luck is stronger than that of countless Qingyun disciples who are hundreds of times better than him.
The two took a deep breath and looked at each other, with a look of luck in their eyes. Zhang Xiaofan's mood had calmed down a little at this moment, as if the fierce and violent energy in his body had left Taoist Cangsong, especially with the man in the back mountain just now.
The fight between the demon sect's men in black gradually calmed down.
When he thought of this, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked to the other side involuntarily. He saw Lu Xueqi, who had just witnessed his ferocious appearance, with a face as dark as water at this moment, standing there silently, not knowing what was going on in her heart.
What are you thinking about?
Everyone in the Demon Sect fought tooth and nail to clear a bloody path, broke out of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation launched by Master Daoxuan, and fled down Tongtian Peak.
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the Ghost King first calmed down and shouted to stop the shocked people. Now the four major factions re-counted their manpower. After a while, the Ghost King, Poison God, Yuyangzi and Sanmiao Fairy came together and looked at each other speechlessly.
.
The Qingyun Sect was seriously injured, and the Demon Sect was not having an easy time either.
Since the defeat of the Demon Sect a hundred years ago, everyone in the Demon Sect has worked hard to improve it. Today, the combined strength of the four major sects of the Demon Sect has surpassed any of the three major sects of the righteous way. Unexpectedly, today's battle, and
Not to mention that Daoxuan Zhenren later launched the Zhuxian Sword Formation. First, more than a dozen people died together with the elders of the Qingyun Sect in the Yuqing Palace. Later, more than a dozen people died under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. All four major factions
Many disciples were killed or injured, and the losses were huge.
At this moment, Cangsong Taoist also came over to stand with them because of his special status.
Yuyangzi had an arrogant temper and was angry at the casualties among his disciples. He gave him a cold look, turned around and walked away, not giving him any face.
Taoist Cangsong's face changed slightly, but the Ghost King's palace was quite deep and his cultivation was quite good. He actually smiled and said: "Brother Cangsong, the strength of your Qingyun Sect is indeed unfathomable. This Immortal Killing Sword Formation is even more unpredictable by ghosts and gods.
Awesome, awesome, awesome!"
Taoist Cangsong shook his head and said to the Ghost King: "Master Ghost King, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but the Immortal Killing Sword Formation just now has only exerted half of its power."
"What?" Fairy Sanmiao who was standing next to her cried out. Cangsong Taoist glanced at her, and suddenly his mind was shaken. He saw that the beautiful woman's skin was like frost. During the battle just now, she had no expression on her face.
The attack was fierce, but when I looked at it at this moment, I suddenly found that under the frosty expression, there was a hint of charm and charm, and I was stunned for a moment.
"Ahem!"
The Poison God coughed twice beside him. After all, Taoist Cangsong had been cultivating Taoism for many years. He suddenly woke up and realized that as the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Fairy Sanmiao really had the ability to seduce without revealing any traces. She was definitely not comparable to ordinary beauties.
At the moment, he did not dare to look at Fairy Sanmiao, and only said: "Although I have never seen the Zhuxian Sword Formation used before, the Qingyun Sect's classics have recorded that when the Qingye Patriarch was in his heyday, he and the Demon Sect...well,
When fighting against the Holy Cult, the Immortal Killing Sword Formation was launched. In addition to the huge seven-color main sword that stretched across the sky, the other six-color Qi swords were all arranged neatly according to the directions of the six peaks, and their range was so wide that they covered the entire Qingyun Mountains.
The seven peaks are all surrounding them, and the force of the rain of swords is so great that we can barely resist it today!"
The Ghost King was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and sighed: "You, Patriarch Qingye, are really amazing!"
The Poison God frowned and said: "In other words, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is so powerful that we may not be able to break it in our lifetime?"
The Ghost King shook his head, but a smile appeared on his face: "I don't think so."
Poison God and others looked over and said, "Why, Brother Ghost King, do you have any opinion?"
The Ghost King said calmly: "Based on today's battle, although Yi Daoxuan can master the Zhuxian Ancient Sword and activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he is obviously reluctant, and the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation is greatly reduced. Secondly, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is so powerful.
, how can it be a waste of energy and spiritual energy? I predict that Daoxuan will definitely have a recurrence of his old injury at this moment, and even if he does not die, he will lose half of his life!"
"Not bad!" This echoing voice was not made by Poison God and others, but by Yu Yangzi who came back again. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but say it.
The Poison God looked at the Ghost King, his expression suddenly changed, and said: "Brother Ghost King, could it be that you want to..."
The Ghost King said decisively: "Yes, I want to return to Qingyun! At this moment, it is the most vulnerable moment of Qingyun Sect in a thousand years since Qingye. If we don't take advantage of this to get rid of the serious troubles in our hearts, how long will it take?
?Furthermore, the Qingyun Sect had no idea that we had just rushed out of the dead end and dared to fight back again. It was a surprise and we would definitely win a complete victory!"
The people in the demon sect around them were all dumbfounded for a moment. Even the Poison God, an old immortal who had seen countless things in the world, was shocked by what the Ghost King said.
The Ghost King looked around and said enthusiastically: "Today is a great moment to avenge our Holy Religion's century-old shame. You all have made a strong oath with me in front of the Holy Mother's Throne. Why don't you fight hard today?"
The people in the Demon Cult looked at each other in confusion. These people were certainly not cowardly people, but just a moment ago, they had just escaped with their lives on Qingyun Mountain, and now they were about to fight back to the mountain in the blink of an eye. The courage of the Ghost King, or should be said to be
The idea of completely ignoring life and death is really hard to accept.
For a long while, no one responded.
The Ghost King's complexion gradually turned ugly, and he finally shook his head and sighed: "What a great opportunity, wait... ah!" After that, he let out a long sigh, his face seemed to be full of despair, and he slowly walked back to where his Ghost King sect members were.
Qinglong, Youji and others came forward. Qinglong was about to say something when the Ghost King smiled bitterly and whispered: "It's not enough to plan, not enough to plan!"
After that, he sighed and said: "That's all, we'll talk about it later. That's it for today, let's go back to the mountain... Well, where is Baguio?"
As soon as these words came out, both Qinglong and You Ji were shocked. You Ji's face was covered with black gauze and her expression could not be seen, but listening to the voice, she was obviously shocked and said in shock: "At that time in the Yuqing Palace,
We are fighting with the Qingyun Sect, and Baguio told the two of us to go find you, could it be..."
The Ghost King's face changed drastically and he said anxiously: "I haven't seen her since we went up the mountain."
Qinglong lost his voice and said: "Is she still on Qingyun Mountain?"
Beads of sweat appeared on the Ghost King's forehead for a moment, and then he said decisively: "Yao'er is my closest relative, and I can never abandon her. I will go to Qingyun Mountain right now."
Qinglong said anxiously: "Sect Master, you absolutely must not do this, this, this, this is really..."
The Ghost King's eyes flashed rapidly, and thousands of thoughts went through his mind in an instant. He suddenly turned around and loudly said to the Poison God and other demon sect members: "Everyone, I have made up my mind. To avenge the centuries-old shame of my holy sect, my Ghost King sect would rather be shattered into pieces.
We must also be worthy of the Holy Mother Ming King. At this moment, the Qingyun Sect is dead and injured. The old thief Daoxuan, the leader, is seriously injured and is close to death. He is absolutely unable to use the Immortal Killing Sword Formation anymore. I, the Ghost King Sect, will fight back to the mountain now. If we can succeed
, it is the blessing of the Holy Mother Mingwang; if we are outnumbered, let us die on the top of Qingyun Mountain and be under the underworld one day. We should have a clear conscience when we pay homage to the Holy Mother Mingwang!"
Having said that, the Ghost King didn't even look at the crowd, and flew up first, heading towards Qingyun Mountain as expected. Qinglong and You Ji looked at each other, and immediately followed closely, and then the disciples of the Ghost King's sect followed without saying a word.
, only the dumbfounded Poison God and other members of the Demon Cult were left, standing there dumbfounded.
After a while, Poison God and others came to their senses, but before they could speak, they could only hear the noise gradually rising among the disciples of the Demon Cult behind them. Poison God and others secretly complained in their hearts, and when they turned around, they only
I saw that most of the disciples of the Demon Sect had angry expressions on their faces.
On the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, there was a heavy atmosphere at the moment. A crowd of people gathered around Master Daoxuan, whispering something to comfort him.
Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan stood aside, arranging Uncle Wang's clothes and brushing off the dust on his body. Uncle Wang seemed to have some impression of the two of them, standing there motionless, letting them manipulate him, but only looking at the water outside.
Qilin Department, hehehe giggled.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at him and felt sour in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the old events again. He sighed. Lin Jingyu listened, touched his mind, and felt the same. He reached out and patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder.
The two looked at each other, both seeing the sadness in each other's eyes, and were speechless for a moment.
At this time, Master Puhong and others, who had just been escorted to a safe place by Master Shuiyue, were also sent back by Shuiyue. But seeing that Master Puhong's face at this moment was much better than the pale one just now, he wanted to come to Zhou Yin
Although Lirencone is powerful, it is still far inferior to Master Puhong's Brahma Prajna.
During this time, Master Puhong had gradually forced most of the strange thorns out of the body. But even so, Master Puhong still looked very weak. Someone quickly moved a chair next to him.
The master, supported by Faxiang and Pukong, sat next to Master Daoxuan.
Master Puhong gasped a few times and looked around, but he saw rivers of blood and dead people and broken palaces everywhere. He sighed, clasped his hands and chanted: "Amitabha!"
Master Daoxuan nodded slightly towards Master Puhong, smiled bitterly, and said, "How is the master's injury?"
Master Puhong shook his head and said: "I'm not going to die yet, but the master should take care of himself!"
Master Daoxuan shook his head and sighed. He looked into the distance and suddenly fell on Zhang Xiaofan who was standing outside. As if he remembered something, he turned to Tian Buyi and said, "Junior Brother Tian, please ask your apprentice Zhang Xiaofan to come over."
Tian Buyi's expression changed, but he did not dare to disobey the order, so he turned around and said: "Lao Qi, come here, the master has something to say to you."
Everyone was shocked for a moment, especially the disciples of Dazhufeng. Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked, but he couldn't disobey his master's orders, so he had no choice but to walk over.
After a while, everyone dispersed into an open space, and Zhang Xiaofan stood alone in front of Master Daoxuan, whispering: "Master."
Master Daoxuan looked at him for a long time and whispered: "Are you still unwilling to tell your secret even now?"
Zhang Xiaofan was shaken and felt that the eyes of everyone around him were suddenly focused on him. Some of them were concerned, some were contemptuous, but most of them were confused!
Master Daoxuan sighed and said slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, after you entered my Qingyun Sect, did our Qingyun Sect treat you badly?"
Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said: "Master, no, there is no such thing. My master and my wife are very good to me..." When he said this, Tian Buyi's body was obviously shaken, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.
"But," Zhang Xiaofan had a look of extreme pain on his face, and two thoughts kept fighting in his mind, "But, this disciple really has no choice but to suffer, I, I can't..."
"explain!"
Suddenly, a loud roar shook the whole place, like thunder, and everyone was startled. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but took a step back, looked at the man, and was suddenly frightened.
The person who made this roar was not a member of Qingyun, but Pukong, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. Pukong was the lowest ranked among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, but he had the most fierce temper. When he was young,
He subdued demons and killed countless monsters with the Buddhist treasure "Buddha Golden Bowl" in his hand. Later, as he grew older and understood the meaning of Buddhism more deeply, he gradually lived in seclusion in Tianyin Temple.
Today, there is a bloody battle in Qingyun, and Pukong goes on a killing spree, using his unpredictable Buddhist teachings to fight against the demonic religion. At this moment, the top and bottom of his monk's robes are stained with blood, and he looks like a Buddhist monk. He looks like an evil ghost in hell. It's no wonder.
Zhang Xiaofan and others were shocked.
This time everyone from Tianyin Temple came to Qingyun Mountain with the intention of raising a master to punish the guilty. The supreme true method "Great Brahma Prajna" that Tianyin Temple never taught to outsiders was unexpectedly learned by a young disciple of Qingyun Sect. This
How can we do it? At this moment, Pukong was looking at Zhang Xiaofan hesitating, feeling angry in his heart. In addition, the killing ban had been launched today, and he was unspeakably upset. He couldn't help but roar like a Buddhist lion!
Zhang Xiaofan was shouted at by his thunderous voice and was stunned for a moment without realizing it. Uncle Wang, who was standing behind Lin Jingyu and looking at Shui Qilin with a silly smile, was startled and turned his head to look here.
A ferocious monk, covered in blood stains, stared angrily at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he was a man-eating evil spirit!
There was silence in the Yuqing Palace for a moment.
"Ah──"
Suddenly, a heart-rending scream arose from the dilapidated Yuqing Palace.
Uncle Wang's face was bloodless, his entire face was pale, and he was shaking all over. He pointed tremblingly at Pukong and screamed: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost..."
The voice was so shrill and shrill that even though it was bright daylight, everyone in the hall felt a chill at the same time.
Even Pukong, who was angry just now, was startled by Uncle Wang at this moment. He was confused and hurriedly defended himself a little unclearly: "You, what did you say, what the hell am I?"
But Uncle Wang seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He was trembling desperately. Lin Jingyu next to him tried his best to comfort him, but it had no effect. He slowly shrank up and did not dare to look at Pukong again. His eyes were closed tightly, and he was obviously extremely frightened. He kept saying: "Ghost! Ghost! He killed someone - don't kill me, don't kill me, me, me, ah! Ahhhhhh..."
Suddenly, a haze silently enveloped the place. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's bodies stiffened at the same time, especially Zhang Xiaofan. There seemed to be a faint red light in the depths of his eyes.
Being watched by everyone, Pukong was furious and said angrily: "I don't recognize this person at all, what are you looking at?"
Lin Jingyu slowly let go of Uncle Wang's hand and walked to Zhang Xiaofan. He didn't need to look at him to know that Zhang Xiaofan was just like him, trying his best to control himself, but the heavy breathing already revealed their inner feelings. Excited!
"Why did he say it was you?" Lin Jingyu asked slowly, word by word. His expression was as scary as Zhang Xiaofan's, but the difference was that his eyes were full of hatred. At the same time, he still remained sober.
Pukong said angrily: "How would I know? He is just a lunatic!"
Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu changed their expressions at the same time, and most of the people in the Qingyun Sect also looked sideways and frowned. But at this moment, there was a sudden call to the Buddha, and Master Puhong, who was sitting behind Pukong, suddenly spoke in a sad tone, and whispered: "Amitabha Buddha , if you sow evil, you will reap evil consequences. Sin, sin!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence for an instant, and Pukong's body became like a piece of wood. After a while, he slowly turned around to face Master Puhong and said in a harsh voice: "Brother, what did you say?"
Master Puhong looked pale, and he didn't know whether it was due to physical injuries or guilt in his heart. He closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and whispered for a long time: "Dharma."
Ever since Uncle Wang suddenly fell ill, Fa Xiang, who had been looking ugly and pale, shook his body and said: "Disciple is here."
Master Pu Hong said slowly: "There is no need to hide it, just tell them! Junior brother did something wrong back then, and we must not wrongfully accuse this donor Zhang again today."
There was a loud noise in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, and there was a faint voice whistling, as if it was grabbing at his heart.
The Faxiang slowly walked forward, looked at the countless astonished faces, then landed on Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan in the field, and finally stopped on Zhang Xiaofan.
"Back then, it was indeed our people from Tianyin Temple who killed all the villagers in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain!"
"What!"
In a moment, countless voices of horror, shock, disbelief, and anger erupted like explosions in the Yuqing Palace of Qingyun Mountain. Even masters like Daoxuan Daoxuan and Tian Buyi could not help but change color on their faces. , and Lin Jingyu even pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, green light rippling.
Only Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deeply, so deeply, and then, a familiar cold feeling from a long time ago emerged, and a deep bloody anger enveloped him! (Unfinished) to be continued)