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A sudden disaster, Qingcheng Road was slaughtered.

In the morning, Zhang Fangwei, who had been meditating for two hours, woke up and ushered in a new day.

They slept on Puyang Peak last night, but Puyang Peak... the seven main peaks of Qinghua, the palaces and houses were completely destroyed by the magic fire, so they could only find a larger niche for shelter.

He had clearly returned to the door, but he seemed to be fleeing outside to enjoy the wind and rain. He couldn't hear the familiar birds singing in the morning, so Zhang Fangwei couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Until the Third Highness Zhu Gongjing who stayed with him called him: "Hello! Where is the place where you wash on Qinghua Road?"

The dazed Zhang Fangwei came back to his senses in an instant and stared at Zhu Gongjing.

His Highness Zhu Gongjing and Zhang Fangwei Du Jian are not the same people. They just met when they were fleeing and chasing monsters. In order to survive, they had to cooperate.

The monks in the Qi refining period are not much different from ordinary people, unless the altar dojo is set up, and only one or two spells can be used within the scope of the altar dojo.When they were hiding in the miasma, the altar they used was made by Zhu Gongjing. Because of this, even if Zhu Gongjing had no nose or eyes, he could bear it.

But now Lord Zhuoqing came back, and he was in Qinghua Dao again, this kid still has such an arrogant attitude, how could Zhang Fangwei bear it?

"Your Highness, Xiaodao is just a disciple of the outer sect. He usually lives in the outer peak. How can he know where Pu Yangfeng can wash his hands?" He said coldly, "Besides, Pu Yangfeng is the head of my Qinghua Seven Peaks. , where do you need to wash up?"

"you!"

In the past few days, most of the quarrels were with Du Jian, who had low combat effectiveness, and Zhu Gongjing, who had not been teased by Zhang Fangwei.

But his eyes rolled, his attitude changed, and he smirked and said, "You are right."

"?"

Zhang Fangwei didn't understand why he reacted like this.

Zhu Gongjing said again: "Pu Yangfeng was indeed a Nascent Soul Feather guest in the past, so he didn't need the dirty five-grain reincarnation land. But, will it be added in the future?"

Zhang Fang was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, his eyes blazed.

Zhu Gongjing is saying that their Qinghua Road is over!There will be no more Nascent Soul Feathers on Pu Yangfeng!

Zhang Fangwei was so angry that he couldn't speak, he raised his hand, but there was someone who moved faster than him.

Seeing the black shadow rushing out, Zhu Gongjing flew out.

"Shut up!" Du Jian, who didn't know when he woke up, said viciously.

"Senior Sister!" Zhang Fangwei was greatly moved.

Du Jian, who was two heads shorter than Zhang Fangwei, turned back to stare at him, and said in a bad tone, "Where's the elder?"

"Elder Qu is staying at Seven Sacred Pond," Zhang Fangwei thought for a while, and said, "Sister, don't bother the elder for now."

What happened last night was too sudden. After witnessing such a tragic situation, all the relatives and friends who passed away were brothers and sisters. Even the two young monks in the qi refining period felt that their energy was off when they meditated. Fang Wei, even failed to adjust his breath overnight, let alone the bloody Lord Zhuo Qing?

In case Elder Qu was disturbed by them at a critical moment when he was adjusting his breath, the last Nascent Soul of Qinghua Dao might also...

"Of course I know!" Du Jian's face was full of displeasure, she gritted her teeth, "Now if you want revenge, you can only rely on...go! Junior brother, follow me to see the situation of Qifeng, so that the elder can adjust his breath Report to the elders later, let the elders decide the future."

"Huh?" Zhang Fangwei, whose stomach was growling, "Now?"

"Of course it's now!" Du Jian said, "Why don't you pay for the delay?"

"Oh……"

"What about me?" Zhu Gongjing got up, wanting to explode, but worried about where Qu Wangsheng was watching, so he could only interject in annoyance, "Who will send His Highness back to Yanjing?"

"The Third Highness is so powerful, of course I walked back by myself! My Qinghua is already so powerful, how can I send you off!" Du Jian said, ignoring Zhu Gongjing who wanted to say something, and turned to go down the mountain, "Junior Brother Zhang, let's go! "

Zhang Fangwei hurriedly followed.

Qi refining monks don't have supernatural powers, but they have a strong body. The two of them traveled quickly, and they reached other peaks in a short while.

Zhang Fangwei followed Du Jian closely, but he didn't take this mountain patrol very seriously.Elder Qu has already said that there are no survivors, so can the mountain patrol find a living person?

But Du Jian did count the corpses one by one with the attitude of looking for living people, and carried all the corpses from each peak to Fengyuntai, and tried his best to piece together the incomplete ones.

…… Did Senior Sister Du enter the sect together with her younger brother, she was not from the Xianmen family, and she felt more like a mortal in the face of life and death.Zhang Fangwei thought about it, but his attitude became serious.

Then, as everything was counted, his heart became heavy again.

It was dusk when we returned to Puyang Peak.

Zhang Fangwei walked down to the Taiji Square with heavy steps, and saw that the Taiji Square was also like other peaks, with corpses lined up in rows, covered with blue and green linen cloth.In the center of Tai Chi, there is no dead body, but only a purple gold lotus crown.

The head of the purple gold lotus crown.

Sure enough, the master is also...!

The current head of Qinghua Dao, Qu Wufeng, has reached the realm of feather body more than 40 years ago, and he can be called an immortal king in the thirty thousand heavens.In the past, Zhang Fangwei was very proud of this, but now seeing the body of Wuchen Wushou's body master turned into the clean energy of heaven and earth after being dissected, and returned to the root of the spiritual vein, leaving only such a purple gold lotus crown, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Du Jian cried all the way to clean up the corpses of his fellow disciples, and his tears dried up long ago, but now seeing the Zijin lotus crown and the toddler covered in sackcloth, his eyes were still wet and tears fell like rain.

"Elder Qu," she hiccupped, "the disciple is back."

With his back to the corpse, Qu Wangsheng sat cross-legged on the edge of Taiji Square, Xia Jiong's chicken coop was beside him, and the bald hen was sleeping inside.

Clearly he had rested for a day, but Taoist Cranecloak's complexion was paler than last night, obviously extremely unwell.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"The seven peaks of Qinghua, the altars are all broken, the ten thousand hectares of spiritual fields are ruined and useless, almost all of the thousands of spirit beasts died, and they survived by luck, and fell into demons." Du Jian said, his voice gradually choked up, "All the inventory, Regardless of the Lingmi gold cloth or the jade fruit cloud paste, they were all burned... As for the magic treasures of the Lingzhu and the Daozhang Jinjing, they all disappeared... Woo...!"

Du Jian cried so much that he almost fainted, Zhang Fangwei hurried to support his senior sister, but Du Jian swung him away.

Zhu Gongjing, who was on the sidelines, was also speechless, but he was not from the Qinghua sect after all, and he was not so gloomy. He was quiet for a moment, and then asked the silent Qu Wangsheng: "What is Zhuo Qingjun's plan for the future?"

Before Qu Wangsheng could answer, he continued: "Qinghua is gone, but Yanjing has worshipers of feathers, Yuanying also has three or four, mere low-level demons can't break Yanjing's city defense array. What's more, Yanjing has good news, Lord Zhuoqing, if you go to Yanjing first, you can also track down the changes in Qinghua Dao."

"Elder! No!"

"Zhu San shut up!"

Zhang Fangwei and Du Jian shouted at the same time:

"My ancestral home in Qinghua Mountain, how can I abandon it so easily!"

"All the disciples are dead, and no clues have been found yet, so we can't leave!"

"Heh," Zhu Gongjing sneered, "You guys just pick on Mr. Zhuoqing."

"Don't you pick it too!" Du Jian almost kicked him again.

Seeing how many people were about to quarrel, Qu Wangsheng finally opened his eyes.

With a flick of his finger, he silenced the voices of the three young girls, and then said: "I returned to Kunyuan from the Yulan Realm yesterday. Along the way, I saw demons and demons passing by. The people are in dire straits, and corpses are everywhere."

Having said that, he paused.Zhu Gongjing felt that the silence was only for a moment, so he quickly said:

"That's why we should go to Yanjing!"

Zhang Fangwei and Du Jian hurriedly said:

"Of course you should stay in Qinghua!"

The two sides shouted at each other as if they were louder than their voices, and the interrupted Qu Wangsheng couldn't help but keep silent for a longer time until both sides stopped panting.

At this time, Zhang Fangwei and Du Jian realized that they had ignored their elders.

They couldn't help but fell silent in embarrassment, and only communicated with each other with their eyes.

——I heard that Zhuo Qingjun never speaks every time the peak master holds a meeting in Bixiao Palace, so that when he went, others thought he didn't go, and I took it as an exaggeration...

——Junior brother, shut up, no, shut up.

"Can I say it?" Qu Wangsheng asked.

"..." The young girl nodded in panic.

"Save people first." Qu Wangsheng said every word.

Zhang Fangwei and others below couldn't help being at a loss for a moment.

"Save, save who?" Zhu Gongjing stuttered.

"Whoever sees saves whom, why bother to divide whom." Qu Wangsheng said.

"Where are we going to send him after being rescued?" Du Jian was surprised, "Send Qinghua here? Elder, do we have no food?"

"I will pay attention to the rice when saving people." Qu Wangsheng is not without countermeasures, "If it is not enough, reopen the spiritual field and plant some."

"Using spiritual fields to grow Fanmi..." Du Jian wrinkled his face, but he didn't say much.

"When you go out to save people, you will inevitably face blood and filth," Zhang Fang frowned slightly, "Elder, your hemophobia...?"

"...I will always adapt." Qu Wangsheng said.

Zhang Fangwei and Du Jian looked at each other, although he was embarrassed, he didn't say anything more, Jishou replied: "Respect the old man!"

"Wait!" Zhu Gongjing couldn't believe that they just let Lord Zhuoqing mess around like this, "What are you doing to save people now? Let alone your Qinghua Dao Lingtian has been destroyed, how can the reopened Lingtian be used for planting?" Fan Mi? Also, Mr. Zhuoqing, if you go out to save people, there must be only the three of us staying behind. The culprit who ruined Qinghua Dao is still unknown. How could we keep it so well during the three qi refining periods? Big Qinghua Mountain?!"

"No, no," Du Jian mocked, "How can I bother Your Highness the Third Highness to help guard the mountain? You can go back to Yanjing by yourself."

"Third Highness," Qu Wangsheng looked at Zhu Gongjing, "Every year, the people of Great Swallow use most of their harvest to pay the Immortal Tax, and eighty-nine of the Immortal Tax are given to my Qinghua."

"This is not the same thing!" Zhu Gongjing called out.

"That's one thing~" Xia Jiong said.

He suddenly appeared and made the square quiet.

Stared at by four pairs of eyes and a pair of chicken eyes, Xia Jiong was not at all embarrassed. He put down the big and small bags he was carrying, and asked with a smile, "Have you had dinner? If you haven't eaten, I brought some meals." oh."

Qu Wangsheng felt a headache for some reason, closed his eyes, and said:

"Lady Xia, last night I told you to listen clearly, why do you still come here?"