Each of them was wearing a black robe, and the black robe was covered with stars. When they galloped, it seemed like a Milky Way was shining.
"First one, is this the way to climb the mountain? We secretly went down the mountain." A man in black robe asked.
Xing He, the first star of Xingxiu Yuan, did not directly answer this question. He just looked up at the sky and said slowly: "In three days, it will snow."
On the day when the snow falls, it's time for Bai Jile to kill Xie Kanhua.
The gate of Qingmingyuan is still closed. All the elites who are still on Weilong Mountain gathered in a small room, waiting for the only remaining deputy to decide their future.
"Qingmingyuan has been established for so many years. Is it necessary to dissolve it just based on Mr. Long's words? An old man sat on the top spot that originally belonged to Mr. Long and said in a deep voice.
"But most of the disciples at the foot of the mountain have not come back. Today, the strength of Qingmingyuan has declined. Under the current situation, it is difficult for us to continue to have the previous status on the mountain." A young disciple said worriedly.
"In this siege of Castlevania, it is obvious that Bai Jile is using a knife to kill people. I once urged Mr. Long not to go down the mountain. But Mr. Long didn't listen and insisted on going down the mountain for his own personal wishes." The old man said solemnly, "So this time,
No matter what happens in Shanglin Tiangong, we will never take action again."
"Will something big happen in Shanglin Heavenly Palace recently?" the young disciple asked worriedly.
"Yes, the one who survives to the end will be able to become the newest leader of Shanglin Tiangong." The old man patted the table hard.
"Dong dong dong." At this time, the door of Qingmingyuan was knocked gently.
"Who!" the old man shouted angrily.
"Me." A calm voice answered him.
"White Dragon?" The old man pondered for a moment, "Qingmingyuan has important matters and needs to close the courtyard. Except for my disciples of Qingmingyuan..."
"Master Chen." The courtyard door was still closed, but Bailong's figure appeared outside the hut.
The old man narrowed his eyes: "What did you call me?"
"Master Chen." Bai Long waved his hand, and a piece of paper flew into the room and passed by everyone. A gust of wind forced everyone to retreat. Only the old man remained motionless and grabbed the piece of paper. He looked at it intently and saw that
Seeing his appointment written on the paper, he sneered: "Does Bai Jile think he can bribe me like this?"
"It's not about bribery, I just hope that Chief Chen can take on the responsibility of being the chief of Qingmingyuan." Bailong lowered his head and said.
"What is the responsibility of Qingmingyuan?" the old man said quietly.
"Of course, anyone who breaks into the mountain will be killed," Bai Long said slowly.
The old man still sneered: "I, Qingmingyuan, will never be a knife in the hands of others again."
"Master Chen, you are wrong. The meaning of Qingmingyuan from the beginning is to become someone else's sword. The only difference is the choice of the person holding the sword." Bailong turned around and said, "And I think, Chief Chen can
Make the right choice."
The front yard of the Criminal Court.
Jie Kong helplessly slammed the crescent shovel in his hand on the ground: "Is there still no news about that guy Jie Se?"
"No. He ran down the mountain after meeting Xie Kanhua that day. He originally thought he would appear in the battle to siege Castlevania, but according to the current intelligence reports, he did not appear." Beside Jie Kong, a man appeared.
The burly-looking monk in his prime also shook his head repeatedly, feeling even more helpless.
"Alas, do we really want to hand over such a huge foundation of our Criminal Court to the hands of such a fake monk?" Jiekong sighed softly.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until he comes back. The weather is getting colder and colder, and snow will only fall sooner or later. If Bai Jile really wants to take action, Shanglin Tiangong will be in chaos." The middle-aged monk frowned and said, "Otherwise
It's better to send someone to talk to Jiese and simply don't come back, which can be considered as dodging a disaster."
"No one can escape this disaster." Jiekong said solemnly.
"I really don't understand. Bai Jile kills him whenever he wants. Why did he choose a snowy day to deliberately attract everyone's attention? Everyone knows that if he wants to kill Xie Kanhua, Helian Xiyue will counterattack.
When Helian attacks the moon, the two floors are fighting each other, and there will naturally be changes in the four courtyards. What good will it do to him? He is obviously the number one person in the Celestial Palace." asked the mature monk.
"Perhaps this is the chaos that Bai Jile has been waiting for for a long time. Only after the chaos will there be a new Shanglin Tiangong." Jiekong looked at the Criminal Court in front of him.
Different from other places in Shanglin Tiangong, Xingluyuan is as clean as an ordinary temple, and because they are in charge of the punishment inside Tiangong, everyone has an innate rigor.
Of course, the undisciplined abstinence and lack of abstinence do not count.
It is difficult to associate such a place with Shanglin Tiangong, which is currently undergoing a storm.
"So in the process of becoming the new Shanglin Tiangong, what role will our Criminal Law Academy play?" The prime-year monk asked again, "Now many disciples in the academy have asked me this question. I don't know what to do.
answer?"
"It's such a big detour, it's just a sentence. If we really fight, who can we help?" Jiekong said with a smile.
The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly and said, "That's right, the leader said."
"Actually, I don't know either. I just know." Jiekong frowned and said, "You can never stand on Bai Jile's side."
"Oh? Why?" the mature monk asked puzzledly.
"I have met many people, but there has never been one who can make you guess his thoughts like Bai Jile. A strong ally is worth relying on. But an ally so unfathomable only makes people worry about him.
The next target to be eliminated is us, right?" Jiekong replied.
"But in the morning, when Deputy Building Master Bailong came, you agreed to him first." The middle-aged monk said thoughtfully.
"It's just a temporary measure." Jiekong turned around and said, "Jiewu, you have to remember..."
With a "bang" sound, the crescent shovel fell heavily to the ground.
Jiekong lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the dagger inserted into his chest. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at his closest junior brother: "Why?"
Jiewu stopped his hand and stepped back three steps away. His originally honest face showed a bit of ferocity: "Brother, I was originally considering whether to do this. But you insist on handing over the future of the Criminal Court to that person?"
You incompetent little junior brother, then you can’t blame me.”
"You are wrong." Jiekong shook his head.
"Why am I wrong! The Criminal Law Courtyard is the place in charge of the punishment of the entire Shanglin Tiangong. It is the most majestic place. How can the future be left to the guy who escaped from the Qingming Courtyard!" Jiewu said angrily.
"First of all, the Criminal Court needs a future." Jiekong slowly raised his hand, and the crescent shovel that fell on the ground flew back to his hand.
Jiewu was shocked. He did not expect that Jiekong, who had been seriously injured, could pick up the weapon again and hurriedly pulled out the Jiedao from his waist.
But Jiekong didn't take action in the end. He just shook his head and said, "That's all."
The crescent shovel fell to the ground again, and Jie Kong's body fell backward.