I heard you want to counterattack

The future head of the first Taoist sect, Qing Shanzi, is a very talented person in the world, and everyone who knows him praises him unceasingly.

The appearance is dignified, the appearance is better than Pan An, the cultivation base is profound, the talent is outstanding, and the way he treats others shows everyone's demeanor. Taking every step counts a hundred steps, which is an essential quality for a leader.

Gong Zhao Wenneng was well-known in that era, and his mind and calculations were far beyond ordinary people.

His backhand is definitely not as simple as a controlled Xiao Ling.

Everyone's heart trembled, and their whole bodies were on alert, for fear that Gong Zhao Wen would be caught off guard and make a big fuss.

Pei Zhi and Meng Zhiwen, whose faces remained unchanged, stood out among them.

"Are you referring to the seal of City A?" Pei Zhi looked at him indifferently, with no intention of making a move at all.

Gong Zhao Wen was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, his pale skin was clearly visible, "You..."

He seemed completely unresponsive, unbelievable, his dark eyes without a trace of light against the background of the snow were scary.

Meng Zhiwen said leisurely, "If you want to use what you left hundreds of years ago, it's useless."

Yes, hundreds of years ago, Duke Zhao Wen released a large number of fierce ghosts to cause harm to the world, but the underworld in the world worked together to kill and seal those ghosts.

Xuanmen's vitality was greatly injured, and they fell silent, but they couldn't figure out who did these things and what his purpose was.

There are many debts and rivers of blood. What good does this do to the people behind? Is it just a mental disorder and bloodthirsty?

Gong Zhao Wen is certainly not that kind of person. In fact, since then, he has already made plans for today's plan.

Specter disturbances have broken out in various parts of the country, but now that Kunlun is so heavy, they can't pay attention to it.

When this matter is over, after a little investigation, you will find that apart from those small places where there is little trouble, all the hardest-hit areas of the Chinese gossip formation are all historical sites that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

For example, the ancient temples in Miaojiang, the imperial palaces in the ancient capital, the fairylands in Tianshan...

This is all the foreshadowing that Gong Zhaowen planted while taking advantage of the great world.

With such a comparison, there is one location that stands out, City A, an unfinished building built in the past two years.

Because Pei Zhi broke out in the ghost house, and Shan Yunian and others focused on city A, the unfinished building where strange things happened during the gathering of their heavyweight seniors was taken for granted as one of the eight places.

But in fact one of the eight real locations is a haunted house.

At that time, the ancestors of the Shan family could not completely wipe out the ghosts and sealed them into the haunted house, perhaps due to overdraft of spiritual power and insufficient manpower.

And since then, it is not to say that there are no outstanding geniuses who wanted to completely eliminate the ghosts in the ghost house, but all of them failed because there seemed to be some mystery in the ghost house that made it impossible for practitioners to kill ghosts.

Over time, it became a tradition for each individual cultivator to strengthen the seal.

In the original destiny, it should be after Mengzhi Culture defeated the ghost Xiao Ling that the plot of Kunlun officially started. This battle also directly established Xiao Ling's status as an influential figure in the younger generation.

But this time, the Kunlun incident was brought forward suddenly. Pei Zhi thought for a long time, and finally remembered that when he broke free from the restraint of the formation when he just woke up, he was pulled by an inexplicable aura.

I had just woken up, I hadn't figured out the situation, and I wasn't in a good mood, so I just brutally extinguished that ray of energy.

Then, forget about it.

Previously, Pei Zhi was curious why the original fate line only said that Meng Zhiwen was defeated by Xiao Ling, but did not mention Meng Zhiwen's final whereabouts. Now it seems that there is probably a reason for Gong Zhaowen.

If he was right, that ray of energy might be the signal to start the conspiracy, and the entire haunted house would be connected to the other seven regions as part of the formation, truly covering the entire China.

This game is really a big deal.

Gong Zhao Wen, from the very beginning, never planned to let Huaxia go.

But with Pei Zhi's intrusion, the side of city A is considered abolished, oh, and also, the side of Miaojiang ancient temple, he also solved it easily.

Eight formations, two of which are abolished, um, it's no good.

Gong Zhaowen took out the judge's pen in a panic, and mobilized the pitifully small aura in his body, trying to activate the formation in vain.

However, no matter how much he was allowed to stare, the light of the judge's pen dimmed and he remained motionless.

It's useless, everything is useless.

Gong Zhao Wen was dumbfounded, not knowing what he was thinking, his wrist loosened, and the judge's pen with black carved noble and mysterious patterns fell on the snow.

Snowflakes had just fallen, and on the fluffy and cold snow, a shallow pit was smashed out, and the black writing brush lying quietly inside was just like an ordinary writing brush.

It seemed to be laughing at his tricks, but in the end he still had nothing.

As if his whole body had lost strength, Gong Zhao Wen closed his eyes, "It's over..."

He raised his head slightly, the corner of his black robe fell safely on the snow, his expression was extremely calm, and he looked like two people who were mad and absent-minded before.

Ignoring the weird pattern on his face, at this time, he has the demeanor of Yushu Linfengqingshanzi at that time, and the demeanor of a big brother who is sought after by the whole sect.

King Yan Luo was still distressed by the shattered mirror of reincarnation, and Mr. Pei, who solved the life-and-death crisis with a wave of his hand, came and walked indifferently.

Shan Yunian hesitated for a while, but decided to stand up and fulfill his obligations as a national worker.

"Grand Zhao Wen, in view of the crimes you committed, I can only ask you to come with us."

The golden talisman wrapped his pale skin around the chains, and Gong Zhaowen didn't respond as if he didn't care, not even giving Shan Yunian a corner of his eyes.

"and many more."

Shan Yunian paused and looked at Pei Zhi who stopped the exit.

Pei Zhi glanced at the long sword in Xiao Ling's arms, "Someone wants to see you."

This was said to Gong Zhao Wen.

Gong Zhao Wen just raised his eyelids, showing a little reaction to the strong man's words, but that's all.

Meng Zhiwen received Pei Zhi's signal, and reluctantly walked in front of Xiao Ling, then took the sword in one hand, and cut Xiao Ling's arm on the blade with the other.

The movement is smooth and done in one go.

Xiao Ling, who was absent-minded, felt a burst of pain before he could react, and then blood oozed out and slid down his arm.

Xiao Ling: "..."

What resentment what?

Of course, he still remembered that he owed it to himself and bullied Meng Zhiwen to play, so now his expression was only contorted for a moment, and he quickly pulled his hand out after Meng Zhiwen let go.

Then hide a few meters away.

Mr. Xiao: "..."

But almost everyone didn't care about Xiao Ling's reaction, they were all distracted by the sudden vibration of the long sword.

The snow-white long sword buzzed endlessly as if being stimulated, and the blade suddenly emitted a strong but not dazzling white light.

Xiao Ling, who was hiding behind Mr. Xiao, was in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

The sword had not been in his hands for a month in total, and he still clearly remembered that he followed the instructions of Yupei, now known to be Gong Zhaowen, and went to a high mountain far away.

There was actually a huge ruin buried under that mountain. Until now, thinking about it, Xiao Ling was still amazed at that simple and majestic ruin.

At that time, Gong Zhao Wen was silent for a long time, and in the end he was only instructed to dig out a long sword from somewhere, and he was not allowed to move rashly.

Doesn't this long sword have some magical effect?

Under the eyes of everyone, a white phantom appeared from the white light emitted by the sword, hanging in the air.

Complimenting the clothes and wearing the jade belt, the white phantom gently opened his eyes, and it was a vicissitudes of life.

"Qing... mountain?"

The fluttering voice was almost lost in the wind and snow, but it was accurately heard by the slumped white-haired man.

Gong Zhao Wen finally had a reaction, blinked his cold eyes, he moved slowly, opened his eyes wide, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and spoke in an inconceivably soft tone.

He opened his mouth, "Ah Jie..."

It was a familiar figure of a young man, and also a familiar voice of a young man, but after a thousand years of absence, when they met again, there was something different after all.

The young Xuying was stunned, and smiled with lowered eyes, "...Brother."

The familiar but unfamiliar address made Gong Zhao Wen's throat ache, as if he was choked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

In the end, he just sighed, "Junior Brother..."

The white phantom fell on the snow, as if it was more ethereal than the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Long time no see."

Gong Zhaowen looked at him with an indescribably bitter smile, "I... never thought I'd see you again."

Shen Jie smiled, "I didn't expect that either."

No words again.

The people next to them couldn't figure out the situation, but somehow felt the deep sadness and loneliness emanating from those two people who might not be called human beings anymore.

"Brother."

"..."

"I see, that thing."

Gong Zhaowen's hands trembled, his voice seemed even hoarse, "...um."

"So?" He kept his head up, looking at him, his junior brother, he could feel his trembling heart.

But he tried his best to be calm, as if nothing had changed, "Are you here to sympathize with me? Or to laugh at me?"

Or... disgust?

The heart that should have stopped beating 1000 years ago suddenly tightened, and the dense pain almost made him unable to breathe.

Shen Jie looked at him gently, condescendingly, then bent down, hugging the panicked senior brother on the snow.

"it's not your fault."

Gong Zhao Wen froze, not knowing how to react, he could only listen to the unfamiliar words spoken by the familiar figure next to his ear.

"Senior brother, it's not your fault." Shen Jie was on the verge of crying, for Gong Zhao Wen, for the former senior brother, and also for the past that could not go back.

"Master, elder, they never blamed you."

The younger brother's voice seemed to overlap with the words of the man who fell in the pool of blood thousands of years ago, their master.

——"Qingshan...it's not your fault."

"It's not your fault." His younger brother said so.

The white phantom obviously had no warmth, but it made Gong Zhao Wen, who was embraced in it, feel the long-lost warmth.

It seems to have been waiting for an innumerable long time.

The corners of Gong Zhao Wen's lips, which were covered by the curse, were pulled up sincerely.

"Ah."

"Thank you, Xie."

This evil way that almost subverted the entire China with his own power, so to speak.

The author has something to say: The estimate was wrong. I thought the world would end today, but it looks like it will have to wait until tomorrow.

It seems that the temperature has cooled down again. I went to the supermarket to buy today, and the wind almost sent me away :)

Little cuties, please keep warm, wash your hands frequently, and wear a mask when you go out!

-感谢在2020-02-1418:35:33~2020-02-1520:51:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Xia Mu Qianzhi; 1 bottle of Xingxing Liangjingjing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!