"First officer, what does the master say? Are there any reinforcements?"
The elder named Wu asked curiously.
Everyone gathered around, wanting to hear the contents of Master Daoxuan's letter.
Think of the two Qingyun Sect disciples Tian Buyi and Mo Li who came out of the Taiqing Realm, the two battles between good and evil, and the battle in Fenxiang Valley, all of which stole the show, and their reputation has reached its peak!
However, they were defeated in front of Tianyin Temple's magic circle and could not attack, which really made them feel shameless.
Uncle Zeng looked at them and said expressionlessly: "Withdraw."
"What?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, some couldn't believe what their ears heard.
"Master Zeng, can you say it again?" Elder Wu said in disbelief.
Zeng Shuchang looked around at the crowd, unfolded the letter in his hand, and shouted: "According to the decree of the master, all Qingyun disciples must return to the mountain. If there is anyone who disobeys, he will be punished according to the sect's rules!"
Daoxuan Zhenren's autographed letter cannot be faked, not to mention the seal of the master on it.
Looking at the two lines of words above, everyone looked at each other speechless for a while, unwilling to retreat to the mountain gate like this.
This is the first time that the Qingyun Sect has fought on such a scale in hundreds of years. Even in the last battle at Liubo Mountain, the number of disciples dispatched was far less than this time. At that time, there were only a few more disciples at the head.
If Tianyinji had bowed his head and admitted his mistake, they would have had an explanation. However, the other party refused to admit it and did not achieve any results. They all felt that they were disgraced.
"Dad, do we really want to go back to the mountain?!" Zeng Shushu asked, with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Zeng's seat cannot be evacuated!"
An elder said with a sad and angry look: "The leader only said that we can lead the people back to the mountain first, but he did not ask us to return to the mountain. Chief Zeng, please explain the situation clearly to the leader and ask him to send a support force."
Come on, we may not be able to break this formation!"
"Confused!"
Uncle Zeng said with a cold face: "Tianyin Temple has been passed down for eight hundred years and has always been ranked among the three giants of Qingyun Sect. How can we just take it easy? Even if we break this magic circle, who will deal with old monk Puhong?"
"Senior Brother Daoxuan ordered me to bring you and others here, just to express my attitude, Qingyun. If they really deny it, they will settle the score later. What's the point of trying to attack with force at this time, but can't get in?"
"In the Battle of Liubo Mountain, the Battle of Qingyun Mountain, and even the battle in Fenxiang Valley, my Qingyun disciples suffered countless casualties, and the high-level combat forces were scarred. It is the time to recuperate. You should understand the painstaking efforts of Senior Brother Daoxuan and retreat when you need to.
Don’t be reluctant to fight.”
Everyone was silent for a moment. Yes, although Qingyun Sect was at its peak, it had suffered great losses. On the other hand, Tianyin Temple, although Pu Kong Faxiang and other disciples were damaged this time, their vitality was not damaged. It was they who broke the formation and continued.
It was also a hard fight coming down.
It’s better to wait for the future, when the masters of Taiqing Realm are dispatched, Tianyin Temple will bow its head!
Seeing that there was no more resistance from the crowd, Zeng Shuchang nodded with satisfaction and said: "Then withdraw to Qingyun and go!"
After this order, everyone returned to their respective teams and organized them separately. Hundreds of Qingyun disciples immediately controlled their magic weapons and headed towards the clouds one after another in an extremely orderly manner.
…
In Tianyin Temple, a group of monks were making arrangements for pilgrims to go down the mountain.
They were still worried that the Qingyun Sect would take action, and looked towards the sky from time to time.
Suddenly, a young novice monk said: "Brother, senior brother, look quickly, they are leaving!"
Everyone was startled and took a closer look. Sword lights were flying all over the sky. Those Qingyun disciples were moving away from Mount Sumeru at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, as the Qiankun Liuhe Sword Formation was lifted, the terrifying sword intent brought about
The feeling of oppression is also gone!
Gone, really gone!
The group of monks were all extremely happy in their hearts, with thick smiles on their faces. At this moment, if it weren't for the strict rules of the temple, everyone would have been cheering uncontrollably!
Although it was protected by a large formation, the sense of oppression brought by the sword formation was too strong, making people feel uneasy.
"Master, it seems that our Tianyin Temple is safe this time." Fashan said to Puhong excitedly.
Safe and sound...
Pu Hong's face was calm, without any emotion, as if the Qingyun Sect's retreat was a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
In his mind, this was indeed not worth mentioning.
Although Qingyun Sect has always been stronger than Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple, it is based on their Immortal Killing Sword Formation. When it comes to other magic weapons and even the fighting skills of disciples and elders, each has its own merits.
Now the three Qingyunmen from the Taiqing Realm have not been dispatched. Although there are many disciples coming, they are not coming out in full force, nor are they carrying the Immortal Killing Sword. They just seem to be very powerful. With such a formation, if they want to deal with Tianyin Temple Jusi
Up and down, it's just wishful thinking.
Therefore, all Qingyun Sect wants is for them to bow their heads and admit their mistakes.
However, Pu Hong did not want to bow his head. He knew that his disciple was always cautious in doing things and would never be caught by others. Tianyin Temple was always respected by monks all over the world for its name of compassion and benefiting the world. If this time he recognized this matter and spread it,
How should Tianyin Temple deal with itself after leaving?
Even those ordinary monks may become disloyal and deviate from their virtues.
This is the biggest difference between the righteous way and the evil way. In the latter, you can do whatever you want, but in the former, dark things can only be placed under the table and cannot see the light.
No matter what the truth is, they cannot admit it!
Fortunately, now all the Faxiang and others are dead, and the Qingyun Sect has launched a large-scale campaign, with a strong appearance of conquering Tianyin Temple. In the eyes of the monks all over the world, Tianyin Temple is already in a position of being bullied.
This matter is known all over the world. If Qingyun Sect has no evidence, Daoxuan Zhenren will definitely accept this dumb loss and will not do anything to damage Qingyun's reputation.
For a moment, the old monk had many thoughts in his mind, and then he chanted the name of the Buddha in a low voice and said: "Dharma Shan, please arrange for your disciples to invite all the righteous sects in the world to gather in Mount Sumeru in one year to attend the Manjushri Dharma Assembly.
.”
"Are we going to hold a Manjusri ceremony?"
Fashan looked at Puhong incomprehensively. Although there were many Dharma gatherings in Buddhism, his abbot did not like to organize these. There had not been a Dharma gathering in Mount Xumi for a long time.
Why do you suddenly want to hold a Manjushri Dharma Ceremony?
Pu Hong did not explain, but said: "Your senior brother Faxiang is no longer here, so you have to shoulder the burden. You must not make any omissions."
After the Dharma is good, it should be retreated.
Looking at his leaving figure, Pu Hong sighed deeply. He no longer looked as calm as before, but instead showed tiredness visible to the naked eye.
What an eventful time...
The pressure on the Qingyun Sect is really too great. Fa Xiang's idea is good, but it is a pity that it is difficult for Mo Li and Hetian to escape...
He wanted to lower his head, but he couldn't lower his head no matter what.
Fortunately, it is the Qingyun Sect, not the Demon Sect. If they really refuse to admit their guilt, there is nothing they can do.
As for the relationship between the two factions, as time goes by, there is always a chance to repair it. After all, it is Tianyin Temple that suffers this time, not Qingyun Sect.
…
The disturbances from the outside world have nothing to do with Li Li. He has fallen into deep cultivation.
All the undead spiritual liquid had entered his belly, and the huge vitality and spiritual energy were continuously poured into his body, trying to repair those injuries.
But he injected all this vitality and spiritual power into the Nascent Soul to restore its vitality.
At this point in his life, although the physical body is important, it is far less important than the Nascent Soul, which is the foundation of his practice.
With the continuous injection of spiritual energy and vitality, you can see that the Nascent Soul is emitting bursts of brilliance, and its dim body is slowly recovering.
Suddenly, a sharp scream sounded in Mo Li's ears, and the three-legged golden crow mark between Nascent Soul's eyebrows seemed to be alive, burning brightly!
The flame, the red-gold True Fire of the Sun, enveloped Nascent Soul from that mark in an instant, and the essence of the undead spiritual fluid, as the True Fire of the Sun burned, continued to turn into a part of the flame and merged into the three legs.
Among the Golden Crow Marks.
But Li Qiye watched helplessly, unable to do anything. He could only watch the three-legged golden crow mark swallowing up all the power of the medicine.
This process is extremely fast, and it only takes half a cup of tea. However, as the medicine is refined, the true sun fire that envelopes the Nascent Soul quickly spreads throughout the body as if it is unsatisfied!
At this moment, just like when he was dealing with Bo Xun earlier, a huge suction force suddenly emerged from the True Sun Fire. Mo Li was horrified to find that his life force was constantly draining away, rushing towards the True Sun Fire, turning into it.
of fuel!
The flames licked Mo Li's body. Mo Li wanted to open his eyes and swallow the pill in front of him, but he couldn't move at all. He could only absorb the spiritual energy crazily and try to struggle.
During this process, his already skinny body was still slowly getting thinner, his bones began to make snapping sounds, the meridians inside his body began to break, and his skin began to dry up. Soon, it looked like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree.
Generally mottled.
In his dantian, the mark of the Three-Legged Golden Crow became brighter and brighter, until it burst into dazzling golden light, almost like a small sun. When it was difficult to look directly at it, the flames all over his body suddenly stopped absorbing, and all the flames were absorbed.
Submerged in the mark of the three-legged golden crow.
Li Moli breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't suck himself to death!
Looking at the radiant three-legged golden crow mark, there was no joy in Mo Li's heart, only deep fear and fear.
The three-legged golden crow and the true fire of the sun are legendary existences and supernatural powers that both gods and demons fear.
As the saying goes, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
With Mo Li's current meager skills, he couldn't even resist Bo Xun's strength, so how could he withstand such power?
I'm afraid that if the news spreads that the Sun's True Fire is on him, countless gods and demons will come to cause trouble for him.
The three-legged Golden Crow mark alone almost killed him twice!
Thinking like this, the red-gold flame in the three-legged golden crow burst out again, but this time, it only enveloped the entire Nascent Soul!
The flame contains an inexplicable vitality and power, slowly replenishing the vitality in the Nascent Soul.
At this time, Li Qiye felt comfortable, like a person whose muscles were sore after a hard day's work and soaked in a hot spring. It was extremely refreshing.
The red-gold true sun fire kept beating on the surface of Moli Yuanying, and the Yuanying that was dim just now gradually regained its brilliance.
In less than ten breaths, the Nascent Soul returned to its original light golden color, and a feeling of perfection filled Mo Li's body. At this moment, he understood that the wounds on his Nascent Soul were healed!
It’s just this body…
He opened his eyes, and two flames flashed in his pupils. He looked helplessly at his body, which was covered with wrinkles, like an eighty-year-old man.
The originally skinny body has lost a whole circle of weight again, and is already skin and bones. It looks like he will die soon.
However, Li Qiye stretched out a finger and saw a wisp of red-gold flame rising slowly.
There was only one wisp, but the terrifying heat made the small courtyard where Mo Li was standing turn yellow and scorch on the spot. Even the restrictions placed were groaning at this moment, and it seemed that they were about to be broken when they could no longer bear it!
This is the true fire of the sun, the pure true fire of the sun!
Although there was only one wisp, the domineering and destructive power contained in it was enough to make Mo Li tremble all over!
This is the reward for him narrowly surviving, fighting against Bo Xun, and using his own vitality to help restore the Three-Legged Golden Crow Mark.
He could feel the terrifying power hidden between his Nascent Soul's eyebrows. It was the power of the three-legged golden crow. It was in perfect harmony with his soul. It was indescribably kind, but it was not something he could control at the moment.
Just such a wisp, just such a moment, the spiritual power he originally recovered has been consumed by less than half!
Two breaths, his spiritual power can only maintain this flame for two breaths.
But it's enough, even if there is only one breath, this kind of flame is enough to destroy enemies that are much stronger than him!
Now, it's time to recover from physical injuries.
Li Qiye looked at some elixirs placed in front of him, took one and drank it. Feeling the power of the medicine, he began to guide the repair of internal injuries.
…
The mountain behind Dazhu Peak and the black bamboo forest.
There is no one here, only the sound of the roaring bamboo waves is quite pleasant.
According to the rules of Dazhu Peak, novice disciples must do the homework of cutting down black bamboo forests in the first three years in order to strengthen their bodies and lay the foundation for practicing Taoism.
However, since Zhang Xiaofan, Dazhu Peak has not had a disciple for a long time.
There is no need to accept disciples, there are two talented people like Mo Li and Zhang Xiaofan, and Tian Buyi doesn't look down on the others.
Moreover, it had only been a few years since he had broken through to the Taiqing Realm. He was only focused on cultivation. How could he be distracted from teaching his disciples?
Zhang Xiaofan stood in the forest, looking at the figure in the green skirt infatuatedly, but it was Baguio practicing Taoism in the forest.
After a long time, the figure stopped. The girl's white forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. Zhang Xiaofan walked up quickly with a towel and asked with concern: "Are you tired? Wipe the sweat quickly."
The girl took the towel, wiped her forehead, and said with a little breath: "Xiao...Xiaofan, I feel much better."
"Today at noon, I will stew some spirit animal meat with you to nourish you." Zhang Xiaofan said happily.
The girl smiled and said: "Okay, but there is something I want to tell you. You must not be angry."
"You tell me, I'm listening." Zhang Xiaofan looked at the girl in the green skirt in front of him with love.
I only heard Baguio say: "I will be recovering in the mountain for two months, and I am almost in good health. In these two days, I plan to go down the mountain and go back to Huqi Mountain for a visit."
The smile on Zhang Xiaofan's face suddenly froze, and he stayed where he was, a little at a loss.