The executive god Chu Ling came to a large hall. There was only one chair in the empty hall and it was very quiet.
Chu Ling bowed deeply to the chair with a respectful expression.
At this time, an old man in divine robes suddenly walked out slowly from the side hall, holding a small tower in his hand.
Lord of the Southern Gods Temple: Zhan Zong.
Chu Ling turned around and bowed deeply to Zhan Zong again, bowing even lower than before, and said respectfully: "As the palace master thought, he chose to let Ye Guan go."
Zhan Zong walked to a table nearby, placed the small tower on the table, then picked up a pen and started drawing.
Chu Ling still bowed and said nothing.
Zhan Zong suddenly said: "Tell me what you think."
Chu Ling said respectfully: "Everything the palace master does is right."
Zhan Zong glanced at Chu Ling and smiled: "It's not good for you to do this."
After Chu Ling pondered for a moment, he said: "The Central Temple is so big this time. On the surface, it is aimed at Ye Guan, but in fact it is to target our Southern Temple. They want to swallow up our Southern Temple."
Zhan Zong nodded, "Continue."
Chu Ling said: "They lack an excuse to begin with. What the Lord and subordinates don't understand is why we still give them such an excuse?"
Zhan Zongdao: "You are wrong."
Chu Ling was confused.
Zhan Zong stared at the painting in front of him and waved the hand holding the pen, "Regardless of whether they have this excuse or not, they will target us."
Chu Ling was still confused.
Zhan Zong continued; "If I wasn't injured before, they would still have scruples, at least they wouldn't be so blatant, but after I was injured, they actually have no scruples anymore. This time, even if there is no Ye Guan, they will still find Ye Guan."
Any other excuse to target our Southern Gods of Gods."
Chu Ling said solemnly: "But when we let Ye Guan go, we undoubtedly gave them a reasonable excuse."
Zhan Zong suddenly asked, "What do you think about the slums?"
Chu Ling was stunned.
Zhan Zong smiled and said: "Do you really think it was Nan Xiao's idea to change the slum policy?"
Chu Ling frowned, "Does the palace master mean that there is an expert behind him to guide him?"
Zhan Zong nodded, "Nan Xiao is brave and resourceful, but his strategy is limited. He can't come up with that wonderful solution. Most importantly, he can't have this small tower...
..."
As he spoke, he glanced at the small tower next to him.
Chu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Ye Guan."
Zhan Zong stopped writing and said, "Take a look."
Chu Ling took a step forward and looked at the painting in front of Zhan Zong. There seemed to be a river in the painting, with undulating waves.
Zhan Zong said softly: "Time...the time in the small tower, this is a brand new time."
Chu Ling looked at Zhan Zong, who said: "Looking at the problem, we need to look at it from multiple angles. Why does that young swordsman cultivator want to change the slums? What can he gain? Why did he even connect a sacred object like this tower in order to change the place?
Are you willing to give it all?"
Chu Ling was a little confused.
Zhan Zong continued: "Make two assumptions. Assume that the sword cultivator boy really received the instructions from the gods..."
Chu Ling's eyes suddenly shrank, "This..."
Zhan Zong glanced at him, knowing what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't you think it's possible?"
Chu Ling said in a deep voice: "This..."
Zhan Zong smiled and said: "Then let's take the second hypothesis, assuming that he has nothing to do with the gods. Then the question is, where did his little tower come from? And a person who can create time is also a person.
What kind of existence is this?"
Chu Ling looked solemn.
Zhan Zong picked up the small pagoda. He looked at the small pagoda in his hand and said softly: "If it is the first hypothesis, and he is really instructed by the gods, then if he died in our Southern Temple, what will be our ending?"
Chu Ling said in a deep voice: "The entire palace will be executed!"
Zhan Zong said again: "If it is the second hypothesis, he died in our southern temple, what will happen to us?"
Chu Ling said: "An unknown powerful cause and effect has come, and our southern temples may be in trouble..."
Zhan Zong nodded.
Chu Ling was a little confused, "Palace Master, if that's the case, why don't we protect him with our lives?"
Zhan Zong said softly: "There is a third hypothesis... There is an unknown force behind him, and he is really a blasphemer. What he does is really to subvert our pantheon of gods.
.....”
Chu Ling was stunned.
Zhan Zongdao: "If this is really the case, then our entire Southern Temple has really betrayed the gods and will be burned by the gods."
Chu Ling was silent and waited for the next sentence.
Zhan Zong said again: "It's good now. Send that sword cultivator away. No matter which kind he is, his cause and effect will be borne by the Central Gods... Now you understand why I allowed Nanxiao to send him away."
If he leaves, he won’t kill Nan Xiao, right?”
Chu Ling nodded, "I understand."
Zhan Zongdao: "If Ye Guan is really an envoy of the gods in the future, if we keep Nanxiao, we will leave a good relationship. Nanxiao will be our bargaining chip for a comeback. But if he is really a blasphemer and has an average power behind him,
Then we can execute Nan Xiao immediately and completely sever ties with him..."
As he said that, he put down his pen and said, "You can advance to attack, and you can retreat to defend."
Chu Ling bowed deeply, "I understand."
Zhan Zong suddenly said: "You can do things in the slums, but you can make some changes."
Chu Ling looked at Zhan Zong, and Zhan Zong said: "Don't be cheap to those merchants. We, the Southern Temple, will pay for the production areas there at a low price, and then sell them to those merchants at a high price..."
Chu Ling hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Those businessmen have already raised the price a bit high, and now they are buying it at a low price. Those people in the slums may not be willing to..."
"If you don't want to..."
Zhan Zong suddenly picked up his pen and swung it on the table. He saw two big characters written on it: Diao Min.
Chu Ling understood immediately.
...
When Nan Xiao woke up, he sat up suddenly and looked around blankly. Was he still alive?
He glanced around. At this moment, he was in a small stone house, and it was still raining heavily outside.
Not far away, a little girl was lying on the table, frying medicine next to her.
Nan Xiao whispered: "Miss Xiaoran..."
He knew the little girl in front of him. Ye Guan had told him to take good care of her.
At this time, Xiao Ran woke up when she heard Nan Xiao's voice. When she saw Nan Xiao waking up, she quickly got up and ran to him, and asked with concern: "Master Nan Xiao, are you awake?"
Nan Xiao was a little confused and asked, "Why am I here?"
Xiao Ran was about to speak when a woman walked in outside the door. It was Sang Mei.
Nan Xiao was stunned, "Miss Sang?"
Sang Mei was holding the medicine bag in her hand. She walked up to Xiao Ran, handed the medicine bag to Xiao Ran, and said with a smile: "It's all over."
Xiaoran said: "Okay!"
She took the medicine bag and walked aside.
Nan Xiao said: "Miss Sang, was it you who saved me?"
Sang Mei said: "You saved yourself."
Nan Xiao was a little confused.
Sang Mei smiled and said, "Do you still believe in gods?"
After Nan Xiao was silent for a moment, he said: "The divine seed in my body has been removed, and I am no longer qualified to believe in gods..."
Sang Mei said: "It is a good thing that the divine seed has been eliminated."
Nan Xiao was a little confused.
Sang Mei walked to the window nearby and looked outside. The rain outside was pouring like a bucket.
Nan Xiao said in a deep voice: "Miss Sang, I know you are not an ordinary person. Brother Ye is now being targeted by the Central Gods and is in extremely dangerous situation. You..."
Sang Mei said: "The way to salvation lies within himself."
Nanxiao was confused.
Sang Mei looked at the heavy rain and said softly: "This rain should fall a little harder, so that it can cleanse the world..."
...
In an unknown starry sky, time and space suddenly began to squirm somewhere, and the next moment, a man walked out.
It was Ye Guan who walked out.
Ye looked around and was about to leave. At this time, a ray of consciousness directly locked him across countless star fields. At the same time, a sword light was traveling through time and space, heading straight for him.
The speed was extremely fast. When he saw the sword light, the sword light had already killed him.
Ye Guan did not retreat but advanced, raised his hand and stabbed out with his sword.
He uses the Yi Sword!
Boom!
A sword light erupted from the field like a volcanic eruption. The powerful force instantly shocked Ye Guan and made him retreat violently. The surrounding star field was directly shattered by the sword light and plunged into darkness.
Ye Guan stopped and looked up. In the dark space in the distance, a man was walking towards him.
It was Guan Jian who was carrying the sword case!
Guan Jian looked at Ye Guan and smiled: "You are also a swordsman."
Ye Guan opened his palms, and an Intention Sword condensed from his palms.
Guan Jian glanced at the Yi Jian in Ye Guan's hand and smiled: "It's really interesting to establish an intention with invincibility. Can you support such a big intention?"
Ye Guan said calmly: "Then you don't have to worry about it."
After saying that, he suddenly disappeared from where he was.
laugh!
In the pitch-black time and space, a sword light tore through the field like thunder, reaching a distance of thousands of feet in an instant.
Guan Jian laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed. In the sword box behind him, a sword suddenly rose into the sky, then slashed down diagonally, and hit Ye Guan's sword fiercely.
When the sword was slashed, something in the field seemed to be torn apart, and it was extremely sharp and harsh.
Boom!
As soon as the two swords came into contact, a terrifying shock wave of sword light suddenly erupted, sweeping everything. At this moment, the galaxy was like a severely damaged mirror, shattered in an instant.
But those powerful people from the Central Palace who arrived did not dare to approach this area at all, and stopped hundreds of thousands of feet away.
That Junyou was among them.
When they saw that Ye Guan was able to fight on par with Guan Jian, all the powerful men were shocked. You must know that Guan Jian is the third-ranked existence among the main gods, and he is a sword cultivator.
How terrifying is the combat power?
However, the sword cultivator in front of him was on par with him...
Where did this monster come from?
Jun You's eyes were calm, without any surprise.
"Ha ha!"
In the distance, Guan Jian's loud laughter suddenly sounded. He looked at Ye Guan in the distance, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "Okay, it's rare to meet a powerful sword cultivator. Come and pick up my sword."
As he spoke, he pointed a little.
Buzz!
As a sword cry resounded, a sword soared into the sky from the sword box behind him and headed straight for Ye Guan.
Behind this sword, there is a ten thousand feet long sword energy, which is like a mountain and rushes towards Ye Guan.
Ye Guan's eyes slowly closed, he opened his palms, and in his palms, the sword of intent condensed, and this time, it was not just non-hostility, but also the sense of order...
The power of faith!
No hostility!
Two kendos combined into one!
The sword power around Ye Guan surged like a volcano at this moment, sweeping across the entire galaxy...