break the way [comprehension]

Seeing that Xing Mingliang's face was ashen, and the rest of the people were also sweating, Lian Pingjiang couldn't help but asked impatiently: "Sect Master Du, the situation of the Biyue Sect has far exceeded my expectations that day. , this is the overall plan..."

Lian Pingjiang's words were like pouring cold water into a hot pot. Thinking of the importance of this plan, everyone jumped into it excitedly.

However, Du Ziteng raised his hand to comfort him: "I know this plan is of great importance, especially to the Lanzhou League, but in my opinion, the situation is still under control at this time, so you don't need to panic .”

Even Pingjiang, the most gentle among them, couldn't help but gasp: "Still under control?"

Biyue City has become the laughing stock of the entire comprehension world, so it is still under control?

If one is bad, Biyuecheng is determined to deal with Xing Mingliang, that is really a one-sentence effort.

Because of their oath and alliance of interests, there is no big problem in cooperating with each other. If it weren't for some supplies that can only be obtained in the sect warehouse of Biyue City, they would never have to count Biyue City. .

After all, it is the top sect among the six major sects. One is not good, and the consequences of touching the tiger's buttocks. It is also possible to appease the opponent's anger.

It was only because those few key things did not appear in the major chambers of commerce or in the auction, but only in the various sects, that they had to make such a bad move and get the team of demons to Biyue City.

Now it seems that it is not that the effect is not good, but that the effect is too good, and they are very afraid that it will backfire.

But what did Du Ziteng say was still under control?

The dignified Biyue City has become the biggest joke in the comprehension world. They all come from such a famous sect. Naturally, they know that the sect's reputation is a matter that is bigger than the sky at certain times. You will see a group of big monks in Biyue City directly pressing the situation to ask for an explanation, which will cause sect disputes, which is the worst for a group of monks who want to keep a low profile and do not want to cause trouble...

Seeing the anxiety of these people, Du Ziteng smiled slightly and said to Zhu Jincai: "The situation is indeed still under control, and the worst situation you think will never happen. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fellow Daoist Zhu. "

Everyone looked at Zhu Jincai in unison, but Zhu Jincai himself was taken aback, wondering why Du Ziteng would point at him.

Du Ziteng looked at ease, and Zhu Jincai was even more confused, but among the people in charge, he was indeed the kind of person with a quick mind. In a flash, he suddenly realized: "That's right!"

Sang Xue urged: "Friend Zhu, do you know? Tell me quickly."

Zhu Jincai touched his forehead, looked at Du Ziteng with some admiration and said, "This is just my superficial conjecture, it's better not to use an ax in front of Sect Master Du..."

Before Du Ziteng could speak, the rest of the people had already urged: "It's time for nothing, you should say it!" "Old Zhu is not like you, hurry up!"

Only then did Zhu Jincai say: "Then I'll throw a brick to attract jade, and ask Sect Master Du to add it?"

Zhu Jincai pondered for a while to sort out his thoughts before saying: "I heard earlier that all the big monks in our palace are already very busy. It is said that it is because of that matter."

Zhu Jincai pointed to the sky with a solemn expression. These people are all monks from the Six Great Sects. If there is anything else I don’t understand, I’m afraid it’s the divine master who is rumored to be quite divine in his cultivation. Knowing everything about the affairs of the world, it's no wonder Zhu Jincai is so careful.

Zhu Jincai took a look at the unlucky Xing Mingliang: "My palace and Biyue City have had some minor rifts lately. At this moment, since Biyue City is also working for the one in their city, I boldly speculate... Could it be related? "

The six people looked at each other in blank dismay, and even shivered at the same time. This was a matter involving the cultivator of Huashen. The great people who overthrow the world with every gesture, they are just small fish and shrimps, how dare they speak rashly!

Moreover, one matter involving two deities, this kind of thing must be the most secret of the sect, they are all marginalized people in the sect, not to mention the wrath of the cultivators of the deity, it is Biyue City /The anger of the ordinary elders in Daxue Palace may not be able to bear it at all. How dare they speak lightly on such an absolutely secret matter, and they are immediately shocked by the secret and terrifying news.

Seeing sweat on Lian Pingjiang's forehead, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "Shut up!"

Zhu Jincai seemed to know that what he just said was inappropriate, so he immediately shut up.

But in their eyes, the master of the beast control sect smiled leisurely: "I have the same speculation as Zhu Daoyou, anyway, that's what it means. The patriarchs of two big families are running around doing their best for the same thing." Well, the people below naturally have to do their best. Even if there are some thieves in the family who hurt face at this time, but in the face of the important affairs of the owner, who dares to let go of the owner's affairs and lead the team to chase after the thief. The responsibility of looking after the home?"

It's obviously a fallacy, but when I contacted Zhu Jincai's half-concealed words just now, so many leaders present were faintly persuaded, even Xing Mingliang couldn't help trembling: "Really?"

Du Ziteng's smile was a bit cold: "Of course it's not just that. I heard that Master Li was implicated a bit miserably?"

The crowd was silent.

Ordinarily, the materials they need are really huge, even if they are in charge of the financial resources, it is difficult to support them, or some of the materials required are not available even if there are spirit stones. This requires the six factions to share, but divided into After six yuan, no matter which sect you put it in, the amount of supplies needed will definitely not exceed the authority that a Golden Core cultivator can withdraw.

Among the six major sects, Jindan monks are the mainstay. Usually the sects rely on them, and some materials are not out of the ordinary, and they are within the reasonable needs of their jurisdiction. Mingliang was so unlucky to be stuck by Li Congfeng, otherwise they would not have such a hard-working design.

Now Li Congfeng, as the Jindan cultivator supervising the western front, must have committed serious dereliction of duty if such a big incident happened, and it was said that he was dealt with badly, but no matter how tragic it was...it was a Jindan after all, and the consequences of offending a Jindan , the other five looked at Xing Mingliang with some pity.

But Du Ziteng said indifferently: "If you beat a snake, you won't die, but you will suffer from it. Since you have already committed a crime, why don't you strike first?"

These few people were terrified. Originally, this wretched old man was already unfathomable in their minds, but such a foundation cultivator decided the life and death of a Golden Core cultivator lightly... They couldn't help but feel a kind of trembling.

Xing Mingliang was also chattering his teeth, and it took him a long time to calm down under He Shiming's persuasion, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Master Du is right, what should we do next?"

Du Ziteng smiled freely: "In this matter, it is that Master Li doesn't take it for granted. You don't need to do anything, fellow Taoist. There is also a Dharma Guardian Association in your sect who will intervene in this matter? You just need to tell me when you are questioned." All the voice messages sent to Master Li can be sent to the guardian again."

Cold sweat dripped down the foreheads of the six people, this idea is too cruel.It sounds upright, but it is actually the most insidious.

Xing Mingliang and Li Congfeng's accusations must have passed through the Zongmen Dharma Guardian Array, all of which can be traced back, and they cannot be faked. When the time comes, one will find out that Xing Mingliang is in frequent distress, his disciples on the western front have long since died, and Xing Mingliang has long since repeated. Crying for supplies to fend off the enemy, it was Li Congfeng who shirked and refused to deal with it... The result is almost needless to say, even if Li Congfeng is a golden elixir and Xing Mingliang only has a foundation, as long as the guardians of the sect in Biyue City don't have convulsions, they will know how to deal with it.

The result was naturally as Du Ziteng expected.

In this matter, strictly speaking, it was not Du Ziteng's calculations that doomed Li Congfeng's end, but the so-called famous sect's emphasis on face.

Du Ziteng just pushed the boat along with the flow and gently pushed Li Congfeng out. This kind of monk who can't figure out the priorities and ignores Xing Mingliang's repeated urgency is either too selfish or has a worrying IQ. Either way, Du Ziteng He will never be allowed to stay in such an important position as the inspector on the western front. It would be great if he could solve it all at once.

When Li Congfeng was finally thrown into the moon prison in tears, and the monk who took over the matter from Biyue City took the initiative to mention the supplies to Xing Mingliang, Lian Pingjiang and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that next, The bloody situation is finally about to usher in a real turning point, and they have used so much thought to find so many supplies, whether they succeed or not, all trembling at this point.

Lian Pingjiang directly said to Du Ziteng: "To be honest, Sect Master Du, I didn't expect that you would really be able to do this, that you would really be able to gather so many supplies... According to the appointment on the day, the supplies are all ready, so I will set off now Go and report to the lord. But, before that, there are some things I need to say first."

"I, the Lanzhou League, have always kept my word. I made an appointment with Du Zongzhu and you, and I even did what I said, and I was absolutely unambiguous. You said that you need to send out all the top refining masters of my Lanzhou League. Even Pingjiang, I will be ashamed." I will definitely invite all eight of them, including the four alliance leaders, but, Sect Master Du, tell me how sure you are about this matter? As far as the situation in the whole blood basin mouth is concerned, the life and death of so many people are involved, can you tell me the truth? After all, in the cultivation world, no one has ever been able to do this..."

How sure?

Seeing this so earnest manager, Du Ziteng's eyes drifted away involuntarily. In front of his eyes, every inch of the bloody basin was twisted, desolate, barren, and full of passionate scenes happening all the time. Everything is vivid in my mind, these scenes gradually blurred, and a thin, curved but extremely evil and elegant red gold line appeared in front of Du Ziteng's eyes again. All the majestic and complex details are as insignificant as the sands of the Ganges River, and are not worth one at all. The elegant and complicated lines bend and circle a few times during breathing, and then cover everything in the mouth of the blood basin, and the stitches fit perfectly.

If anyone saw what Du Ziteng saw, he would be astonished. In the entire cultivation world, no one could describe mountains and rivers so clearly with countless lines in an instant. Like the sun.

How sure?

Du Ziteng smiled slightly: "[-]% sure."

Lian Pingjiang was stunned, then smiled wryly, it was just that Sect Master Du was unwilling to trust himself in the end, and he was unwilling to tell the truth, no matter what, this matter was a desperate fight. Since the Lanzhou League cooperated with the Beast Sect, they have jointly made profits I don't know how many times, I finally found a way, and I must not lose it easily. He has discussed with several alliance leaders in private, and he has already reached a consensus. Basin mouth, there is no other choice at all.

Even though he doesn't know how confident the Beastmaster Sect is, how this matter will end up, they Lan Zhoumeng has already stepped into this huge gamble, and there is no way out.

With a wry smile, Lian Pingjiang cupped his hands and went straight to Lanzhou League.

Du Ziteng also bowed his hands and said goodbye: "The little old man also needs to go back to the sect to prepare for one or two, and I will trouble you for the supplies."

Looking at the figures who left one after another, the remaining five chiefs were a little excited, but also a little apprehensive. Outside the window, there was a thick cloud of blood as if it was about to pour down, and the land at the mouth of the blood basin was still barren and evil, just like in the past. Every inch of the land seemed to be soaked in blood and then dried up again, showing a terrifying dark purple color. It seemed that this land would continue like this until the end of the world.

The sense of eternity almost makes them wonder: Will all the effort they've put into it really make a difference?Will it turn out to be futile in the end?

Whether it's the dry and lifeless Jedi in front of you, or the increasingly powerful monsters, the leaderless chaos in the cultivation world, and the absent-minded scene of famous sects, you can't help but feel a kind of irreversible despair.

However, from a distance, they saw a few tiny jumping figures on this dry purple land, fighting with all their lives and persevering with all their strength. Under these few small figures, it seemed The despair just now seemed insignificant.

For the first time, besides making money, sect missions, and responsibilities, these managers came up with an idea for the first time: even if it’s not for the Lingshi, even if it’s not for the sect, it’s just for those who are still willing to bleed and sweat here. They must never give up.

For the first time, the Bloodpenkou Alliance began to operate with an unprecedented cohesion except for the spirit stone.

Numerous spiritual objects were escorted back to the front line by the heads of the six sects in person, and flowed into the warehouse like flowing water, converging into a terrifying amount as high as a mountain, which was almost impossible to consume.

But Du Ziteng was standing in the Secret Realm of Breaking Dawn at this time, and everything here was completely opposite to that of Xuepenkou.

In the distance, the grasslands are rolling and undulating, like a huge green carpet that meets the sky, blue and emerald, the purer and more magnificent colors in the sky and the earth are incomparable.

Nearby, huge factories are located here and there, and new residential buildings in Xianyuan Town are scattered among them, like broken stars and moons, the burst of light from the teleportation array flashes like the floating light on the surface of the lake, and the raw materials like flowing water are quickly swallowed in the light and shadow , was transformed into new materials, and disappeared into the light and shadow again in the blink of an eye.

Closer to everything, among the covered bridge gardens, one can faintly hear the faint disputes and fierce debates in the academy, as well as the sluggish monks wandering in unknown places, in the midst of red-faced debates, beside the alchemy furnace in the field. During concentrated manipulation, or silent thinking, sparks that light up the entire era burst out here at any time.

At this moment when the spark is still weak, the sound of reading and writing comes with the wind: that is the fire of the times is passed and continued here.

This is a scene that is more moving than all the picture scrolls in the world. Everyone who sees it will clearly realize that the brilliance of cultivation civilization shines here, scorching and charming.

On the small hill next to it, countless children climbed among them, some cried and climbed with blood dripping from their hands and feet, some got lost and squatted while crying and cried and fell asleep on the spot when they were tired, some bitten Those who stare at the mountain flowers with their fingers and forget the purpose of coming, no matter what kind of mood they are, they are all innocent and naive.

I can only see Du Ziteng can't help laughing, this is the new first layer of immortal moat, for these young children, although they are all precocious to have spiritual roots, they don't need those ferocious beasts to appear on the stage, they only need the dark sky, unfamiliar A place, a hungry stomach, and being alone, these points can be used to explore the nature of the heart.

In other words, at least it can be tentatively detected: how much potential do these children have to step away from the mortal world and step into the fairyland.

That is a journey thousands of times more difficult than darkness and loneliness.

Beside the first layer of immortal mortal moat, on the newly built sword training ground, fellow disciples whose minds were clearer than theirs were sweating profusely, but no one made any extra movements. Thousands of people were like one, moving like arms and fingers. There is no such thing as strict military discipline, the sword energy is no longer as long as it is on Yunheng Peak, but straight and sharp: it is called a thousand swords like a sword.

Under this terrifying sword force, there seems to be something brewing that has never appeared in the cultivation world. After ten years of sharpening the sword, when it is born, it will definitely be a time of shock for the world.

Seeing the commanding moon-white figure in the clouds, Du Ziteng squinted his eyes slightly. At this time, the sky was boundless as far as the eye could see, blue as if washed, and the little moon-white stood in the sky, his clothes fluttering, as if it might go away with the wind at any time Chic and elegant.

As if sensing his betting gaze, the moon-white figure tilted his head slightly, and then revealed a dazzling smile so handsome that one would sink into it without knowing it.

In an instant, in Du Ziteng's sight, that figure was as radiant as the scorching sun in the sky. This figure seemed to be densely woven with countless red gold lines, and the traces of those countless lines flashed repeatedly in his mind, as if the heaven and the earth began from the primordial, The strokes and strokes of the evolution of the Dao were revealed in front of his eyes.

At some point, the little wooden stick had spontaneously returned to his hand.

In this ethereal and mysterious moment, everything he arranged for the entire cultivation world appeared in front of his eyes like a picture scroll: it was the busy factory in Xihuang, the bustling market around it, the second channel where people talked and laughed happily, and the incense was flourishing The Niangniang Temple... that is everything in the secret realm of the dawn, the grass field directly to the sky, the surging and dense aura, the planting society with the sound of books, and the Qi training ground where the sword is like one...

Unexpectedly, that dry, barren, unnaturally cold, lifeless purple-brown land rushed in front of him. He had personally turned the two lands upside down. This time, in the third land, Hengxiao Sword Sect's On the homeland, how would he draw a blueprint?

Scenes from the past emerged in front of my eyes, the Infernal Affairs chess piece laid out, the demon-killing talismans drawn by countless demon heads, the business battles behind the exchange of heads, the tired but relaxed casual cultivators in front of chain stores. , until the end, on the entire mouth of the blood basin, the six fronts that were eroded by him to the point of collapse, and then kneaded into one.

Du Ziteng could already hear his heart pounding, his blood surging, his spiritual power roaring and boiling, his soul cheering, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden lines danced gracefully and crazily—everything was ready to come out.

At this moment, countless mortals and monks in the Western Wilderness Continent, Xuepenkou, and even the entire cultivation world faintly felt the tremor between the sky and the earth, and everyone couldn't help but raise their heads, and the sky was empty.

Only in the Daybreak Secret Realm, some monks looked up and saw a scene that would surely shock the world: red and golden lines automatically emerged from the blue and innocent sky.

It's as if someone is holding a giant rafter that lifts up the sky, swaying the boundless sky as a piece of talisman. Those lines are elegant, subtle, complicated and mysterious, seemingly unrelated, but people can't take their eyes off it.

Gradually, more and more sword cultivators couldn't help but put away their swords and stood there blankly, because more and more sword cultivators discovered that these strokes and strokes seemed inexplicably familiar and friendly, It almost brought them to tears.

The iron stroke and the silver hook drew out the playful hillside of Yilong, where the first apprenticeship he received was to cut down the purple spirit bamboo. The nagging swordsmanship instructions vaguely echoed in my ears, my own swordsmanship has been accomplished, but that voice can no longer be heard...

That painting was surrounded by thunder and lightning, and a narrow path was created, which is the path leading to Xianyuan Town under Yunheng Peak. I vaguely remember that when I was a little Qi-refining monk, I sneaked down here countless times to hold tooth sacrifices, every plant and every tree. They are all too familiar, the seniors went from fearful to laughing and joking, and the journey from rookie to veteran emerges in front of them, but it makes people's nose sore for no reason...

That little bit of turbulent rushing, what gushes out is the rushing river that surrounds the clouds. How many times, they have bid farewell to their classmates and welcomed guests here. It has been blurred, but why is it so clear and cruel?

……

This stroke by stroke is outlined with countless embellishments. It is now called the blood basin mouth in the cultivation world. It is a desolate dead place—it is also the shelter where towering clouds once stood, and it is the hometown of countless sword cultivators present. mountains and rivers.

Under the impact of countless agitated emotions, the golden light of this huge mountain and river rune became more and more dazzling. It seemed that the once vibrant and spiritual homeland had come to life again, and every plant and tree was lifelike.

Then, the moment Du Ziteng slowly put away the small wooden stick, the rune light flashed, and it floated and swayed like a reflection in the water, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

No one saw it. The moment the light and shadow disappeared, a faint phantom disappeared on the end of the small wooden stick.

The faint purple awns flickered on the small wooden stick, only a slight "pop" sound was heard, Du Ziteng looked down, and there was a small bulge on the top of the small wooden stick - the second leaf bud appeared.