Honghuang: Jiejiao Sword God, one sword opens the gate of heaven

The chessboard is not big and lies horizontally on the stone table.

There are only three pieces on it, two white and one black.

When seeing this scene, Duobao was stunned.

He was clear about one thing: the deputy leader was holding the black pieces, while the white pieces represented the Chan sect.

The moment the second white piece falls, it is proven.

The Chan sect is taking action again.

So fast!

Duobao narrowed his eyes.

"sit."

Chen Ziqi asked Duobao to sit down as usual.

Duobao sat down and said:

"I have completed what you asked me to do."

"The Fire Spirit secretly went to the place where they were detained and comforted them secretly. The Chan Sect should have received the news by now. However..."

Duobao frowned, "Disciple, there is one thing I don't understand."

Chen Ziqi looked at him and said, "You can talk as you like."

Duobao Road:

"When the disciples rushed over, they found that Yu Yuan had already been there. There was still a commotion, but the situation had already stabilized."

"Although Yu Yuan happened to pass by there, isn't it too much of a coincidence?"

He looked at Chen Ziqi with doubt in his eyes.

Chen Ziqi said:

"He's my man."

Duobao was stunned.

Then I figured it out in an instant. If that was the case, then everything could be explained.

only...

His eyes widened immediately.

Shocked:

"So, this disturbance was planned by you?"

"I did."

After getting Chen Ziqi's affirmation, Duobao understood.

But it is also true that if there is no instruction from the deputy leader, no matter how much trouble these disciples cause, not much news will spread.

Don't underestimate the people in power in a religious sect.

Duobao was silent.

The more you come into contact with him, the more you can feel the horror of this deputy leader.

No matter how big or small the matter is, it seems as if everything is within his calculations.

Fortunately, he is a member of the Jiejiao Sect!

At this moment, Duobao felt fortunate.

Chen Ziqi ignored Duobao's reaction and picked up a black piece, dropping it on the chessboard with a snap.

Duobao looked up instantly.

"After three days, the imprisoned disciples will be released."

Chen Ziqi ordered.

After a brief pause, he continued:

"The day you release them, you must quarrel with me first, and then release them."

"Remember, go there in person and act angry."

Duobao nodded.

He understood what Chen Ziqi said.

This happened just to prove a point.

His deputy leader's methods were too harsh, which made the disciples of Jiejiao dissatisfied.

Even the eldest brother of Jiejiao, Duobao, took the lead in the resistance.

Doesn’t this prove that Randang’s plan was successful?

With a little trick, the Jie Religion did not fall apart, but each of them had their own thoughts.

The Chan Sect must have thought so, but they didn't know that the Deputy Sect Leader had already seen through everything they did and was even adding fuel to the fire.

Everything is under control.

As if sensing Duobao's change in mood, Chen Ziqi glanced at him and spoke slowly:

"The fight with the Chan Sect is just a small matter. We need to take a long-term view."

"This world will change soon."

Duobao paused for a moment, but didn't ask any more questions and stood up to say goodbye.

After Duobao left, Chen Ziqi stood up and looked outside.

Jinao Island is still peaceful and tranquil.

But if you can feel it carefully, you can feel the traces of calamity.

All this proves one thing: the great calamity of Conferred Gods is not far away.

Even as the deputy leader of Jiejiao, Chen Ziqi did not feel that he had to lead Jiejiao through this disaster.

This is not necessary.

There are always casualties in disasters, and it is difficult for such a large sect to be united.

What he is doing now is just to make Jiejiao feel more comfortable during the disaster.

After all, his cultivation is now approaching the peak of quasi-saint.

Well, it’s almost time to become a saint again.

only...

In fact, he is not quite clear about the extent of his current strength.

He had spontaneously fallen from the holy realm several times, and his strength could no longer be measured by realm.

Chen Ziqi himself was not quite sure to what extent the situation had reached.

But, it’s not weak.

Outside the house, the wind rustles the grass.

The sharp aura emanating from Bixiao became increasingly stronger, undoubtedly demonstrating her transformation.

At this moment, in fact, few people noticed that the spiritual power on Jin'ao Island was much more violent.

The only one who can greatly influence spiritual power, especially on an immortal island like Jin'ao Island, is... a saint!

He turned his head and looked towards the depths of Biyou Palace.

Soon!

......

Chaos, endless.

There is infinite and vast power within it, which is inexplicably powerful.

There are often huge storms in the depths of chaos. Even some quasi-saints who accidentally enter them would find it difficult to survive.

A magnificent palace stretches across the void, blocking the infinite power of the void.

Its outer rules are revealed, powerful and mysterious.

The place where it is located alone can bring peace to the vast universe.

It was as if there was an endless area covering everything.

The palace was very large, with a very conspicuous plaque in the middle, on which were three words of infinite majesty:

Zixiao Palace!

Inside the palace, a Taoist priest in a grey robe sat cross-legged.

His position was very casual, but it seemed that he could be seen at a glance.

It’s as if wherever he is is the center!

It is surrounded by the power of rules, and the majesty of heaven is extremely majestic.

After a while, the Taoist opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

But at this moment, it seemed as if the void was shaking, as if it was about to submit to him.

The power of rules flows spontaneously and surrounds you.

Even the Zixiao Palace felt a sense of connection at this moment.

As if alive.

Looking in the direction where the Taoist's eyes are looking, that should be the Jin'ao Island.

It was clearly very far away, but when he looked at it, it seemed as if he could see through it.

Hongjun frowned slightly.

He felt the fluctuation of spiritual power of Jin'ao Island.

Something's not quite right.

It can be sensed that it is related to the saint, but it is not caused by the saint's practice.

More like...obsession?

There are indeed cases where people go astray during spiritual practice.

However, what realm is a saint at? Even if a saint really appears, he can also be destroyed in an instant.

It won't cause too much impact at all.

As for affecting one's cultivation and even causing such fluctuations, that is even more impossible.

But now...

His eyes moved slightly, still in the direction of Jinao Island, but slightly off.

He was looking at Chen Ziqi.

He had heard of this deputy leader of Jiejiao, but had never met him.

I have only heard that he is a genius in swordsmanship, and his understanding of sword is far beyond that of ordinary people, even Tong Tian feels ashamed of himself.

Is the fluctuation of Jiejiao related to this?

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Hongjun looked in the direction of Jin'ao Island for a long time without changing.

After a long time, he raised his arm slightly, and a vast and powerful force instantly condensed.

Entwined around him, Hongjun's aura changed at this moment.

It seemed to be looming.

At that moment, he seemed to have become one with the heaven and earth, and was elusive.

He is deducing.

Want to deduce what exactly happened on Jinao Island?

Why is there something wrong with the spiritual power?

As the spokesperson of Heaven, Hongjun would never allow any changes to occur.

Because it means getting out of his control!