Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

A few words completely clarify the current situation, so that people can't be lucky.

Shen Yu knew in her heart that what her friend said was right, if they retreated, they would definitely not get peace, so after thinking about it, she agreed to Yin Weizhi's proposal.

The suzerain of Chengxu Sect has a more serious view on the overall situation, and he also has no objection.

Yin Weizhi looked at Yun Chen, who still had doubts in his eyes, and said: "I remember that many Danxiu in Yunshuijian were captured by Moxiu, and the disciples of the Supreme Master seem to be among them."

"Yes," Yun Chen thought of the stolen disciples and Duan He, who had not been rid of Yin Qi for a long time, and he couldn't help but have a lot of worries in his heart. After a long time, worry finally prevailed, "The deity agrees."

After a few people reached a consensus, it occurred to them that the five immortal sects still lacked a Yunhuan palace.

"Who is going to notify Qingyu Shangzun?"

Shen Yu asked.

Several people looked at each other with embarrassed expressions.

When the four great immortal sects fought against the enemy together, they didn't draw people in, and they didn't tell them when they were discussing. Now that they have made a decision, it's not good to just let them advance and retreat with such a cheeky face.

After a moment of embarrassment, Yin Weizhi calmed down, "The deity sent a voice transmission, as for whether Yunhuan Palace is willing to come, they can decide for themselves."

The other three people thought for a while, and there was no better way, so they each responded.

No one thought there was anything wrong with it.

This is the case in the world of comprehension, where the weak prey on the strong. If your strength is high, then the right to speak is in your hands. If your strength is low, then even if you are underestimated, in the eyes of others, you will only take it for granted.

After a decision was made, they all returned to the sect and began to integrate and dispatch their disciples, preparing for the war with the Demon Realm in the near future.

However, Qing Yu, who received Yinweizhi's voice transmission, was driven mad by this voice transmission, her chest heaved violently, and even the veins on her neck floated up, "It's really...too deceiving .”

Seeing Qingyu's gaffe, the disciples on the side asked cautiously: "Then Master... do we people from Yunhuan Palace still want to go?"

"Go, why don't you go?"

Qingyu twirled her fingertips and shattered the sound-transmitting talisman into powder. Her charming and affectionate phoenix eyes were filled with coldness at the moment, which was very frightening. Break the alliance?"

"Then disciple, go and recall the sect's disciples."

"Ah."

Waiting for the person to leave, Qing Yu suppressed the anger in her chest and sent out two summoning symbols.

Five days later, the five immortal sects and their affiliated sects set off towards Fengdu Cliff at the same time, and the ten thousand rounds of flying boats made great momentum.

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Two pagodas in the Forest of Steles.

Wen Fu sat cross-legged on the futon, the creases between his brows well revealed his anxiety, it's no wonder he was anxious, there were guards inside and outside the tower, and these people's cultivation was still in the process of becoming a god As mentioned above, if he wants to go out, it is almost a dream, how to make him safe?

Wen Fu thought of the situation of being trapped here and not being able to be free these days, he really hated that woman very much, this hatred even surpassed Wen Song, he is an extremely selfish person, and his own things are extremely important, How can I tolerate the division of luck, but even if it is hatred, it can only be tolerated temporarily.

He looked up at the man in blue shirt not far away, the expression in his eyes changed...

Wen Song in another pagoda was also very sad. He looked at Shi Qi who had been extremely indifferent from the beginning to the end, and sighed again, "Brother Shi Qi."

Seventeen responded with a "hmm".

Wen Song said: "Can I go back to the cave?"

Hearing what he said, the other six people couldn't help but all looked at him. People like them could only obey orders. This was indeed the first time I saw someone like Wen Song who dared to ask for it himself.

"If you want to die, you can go back naturally."

It was the man with the high browbones who spoke. His brows and eyes were narrow, and when he looked sideways, he naturally revealed a bit of coldness.

Wen Song glanced at him, "I didn't ask you, what did you say?"

These days, he knows the two the most, one is Shiqi, and the other is Yinxiao who is talking to him, Shiqi is the calmest, while Yinxiao is more wanton.

When Yinxiao heard Wen Song's ignorant words, he narrowed his eyes. If Shiqi was not in the way, he would definitely teach Wen Song how to speak, "Then let Shiqi tell you if you can go back."

Hearing this, Wen Song looked at Shiqi.

Shi Qi looked at him expectantly and shook his head, "You can't leave the tower without the envoy's order."

Although it was the expected answer, Wen Song was still a little disappointed. He felt that he probably couldn't get the key.

The scattered hair covered Wen Song's eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions inside.

Shi Qi was a little puzzled, "Is it better to stay in a dark cave than here?"

"Well," Wen Song couldn't tell the truth, but could only add: "My cultivation base is not high, and it is of no use here. Why don't you go back to the cave and practice hard."

Yin Xiao agreed from the side: "You still have some self-knowledge."

Wen Song stared at him with wide eyes, thinking he was very fierce, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Yinxiao looked at the fierce Wen Song, then glanced at Shiqi not far away, and once again pressed the thought of wanting to beat him up, "That is, there is Shiqi standing in front of you now, wait until you get back After entering the cave, I need to find out where you practiced."

"Go ahead!"

Anyway, the owner of his face is dead, and he won't be able to find it even if he goes back, Wen Song thought.

Three days later, Yinwei's party suddenly stood in the Jingyin Temple opposite Fengdu Cliff, the little novice led them into the main hall, and performed a Buddhist ceremony, "Every Tanyue, please wait here first, the abbot will arrive later. "

"En." Several people responded and took their seats.

Soon, a monk wearing a golden and red cassock appeared outside the hall. He walked slowly into the hall, but his brows and eyes were slightly closed, and he felt compassion, "I don't know what happened to Tanyue?"

Yin Weizhi stood up, "Does the abbot know about the rampage of the demon cultivator?"

Huiyin nodded slightly.

Yin Weizhi's face was as usual, and he couldn't see the slightest doubt about him before, "This time the demon cultivator was raging and killed nearly ten thousand monks of my righteous way, so I want to discuss with the abbot a plan to eliminate the demon. Public salary?"

The Buddhist beads in Huiyin's hand paused imperceptibly, "I'm afraid the time has not come, and all the actions now are in vain."

Yin Weizhi retorted: "Thousands of righteous monks were killed or injured, and countless people were robbed. If the timing mentioned by the abbot is not reached, will these [-] people die in vain, and the robbed have nowhere to turn for help?"

Huiyin raised his eyes, and Yin Weizhi's aggressive appearance was reflected in his transparent glass eyes. He sang the Buddha's name and said, "My Buddha is merciful, and I can't tolerate it."

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