When the devil respects life as a waste

The peace talks were supposed to be held in the Qingyang Pavilion in Beiming Continent, but in mid-April, Ji Yanran passed away suddenly, and the cause of death is unknown.

Ji Yanran is considered a rare person who sincerely supports and tries his best to promote peace between the two races.But the person speaks lightly, and Qingyang Pavilion is far from other sects, so it is difficult to persuade others, and on the contrary, it is feared by all parties.

She will die, not without signs and reasons.

When the news of Ji Yanran's death came, Xie Lingjun was heartbroken.The time when he took over the task from Ji Yanran in the past is vivid in his memory, but the enthusiastic and cheerful woman will never be seen again.

Xie Lingjun also knew why Ji Yanran died, so he couldn't help being chilled by it, and finally asked to change the meeting place to the sky over the South China Sea.

The day of the meeting was already early summer, the tide in the South China Sea ebbed and flowed, and the salty and humid sea breeze was blowing on the sea.

The sky is clear, the waves are rising and falling, and the sound of the tide is wave after wave.

There is a vortex in the mid-air, from then on it can travel from the world to the Qianlong Lake in the abyss.

Abyss There are also differences among the five lakes and four seas. Before Xie Lingjun, there were three places that were most coveted, namely Cangshuijing, Dehai, and Guixu Valley.

It is precisely because these three places are connected to the human world, the resentment generated by various races in the world will sink through these three places.Therefore, compared with other places, these three realms have stronger demon energy.

Qu Wanrong, who had previously occupied Cangshui Realm, and Luo Pingtang, who had occupied Qianlong Lake before, were all demon cultivators of the Supreme Realm, so it can be seen that it is not easy to guard these places.

When Xie Lingjun arrived at the mouth of the vortex, it was just dawn, and he was alone in the sky above the sea.

He stood in mid-air, watching the vortex silently—there are two passages at the mouth of the vortex, which are pipelines built by Shen Zhengze's meridians, responsible for transporting the magic energy that should have sunk into the deep water to the submerged through the vortex. dragon lake.

In the two continents of Beiming and Canghai, the devilish energy generated by countless creatures all gathered together through the formation laid down by Jiang Zheng, and rolled towards Shen Zhengze's meridians.

This is really a punishment that is worse than death.

"How did he endure it? It took him more than 600 years..."

Xie Lingjun knew very well what it was like for a person who practiced spirituality to have devilish energy surging in his body, so he was even more astonished and surprised by Shen Zhengze's tenacity.

He thought to himself: "At the beginning, I hated Shen Zhengze because he ignored all souls, but he was willing to endure such great pain just to release me from Lingshan."

Xie Lingjun couldn't help being moved.

When dawn broke, the human race gathered from all directions one after another.

Soon, the sects from five continents, four continents, and two vast sky gathered together.Jiang Mianqing from Beiming Sect and Chang Xiangsi from Miaoyin Pavilion took the lead, followed by Letian Sect and Beiming Sect.

And Xie Lingjun was alone.

Today, he has two things he wants to accomplish.

One is that humans and demons work together to open the entrance of the Beiming Continent and the Cangshui Realm; the other is to sign an agreement that the human race and the demon race will coexist peacefully, and the world and the abyss will communicate.

Seeing Xie Lingjun coming alone, Chang Xiangsi's face turned cold, and she went forward with a harp.

"Long time no see, Pavilion Master Chang." Xie Lingjun was the first to greet.

Chang Xiangsi sighed secretly, shook her head and said, "We just met a year ago."

The implication is that Chang Xiangsi doesn't want to see Xie Lingjun at all, that's why he feels that a year is an extremely short time, wishing he hadn't heard from Xie Lingjun for decades or hundreds of years.

Xie Lingjun smiled slightly. Hearing Chang Xiangsi's words, he probably understood the attitude of the human race towards this meeting.

In fact, how could he not understand what Zhuo Le once said?

He entertained the Quartet, and wanted to unite the two worlds of humans and demons to open a channel. It is hard to say anything else, and his attitude was ambiguous; Qiu Changsheng and Ning Shenghui were obviously in the same spirit and did not approve of his idea.

Although Qiu Changsheng's tone was cold and he was very unhappy in his heart, he also had a sense of proportion in his mouth, first asked Xie Lingjun to persuade the human race.Since Qiu Changsheng believed that the human race could not be persuaded, he asked Xie Lingjun to go, but it was just a waste of time.

But Ning Shenghui hoped to stir up troubles and increase the rift between the human race and the demon race.

Xie Lingjun didn't say that he has a seven-aperture exquisite heart, but he is not a fool anyway, how could he not see the clues?

Xie Lingjun hated such an ambiguous attitude, and when he heard Chang Xiangsi speak this time, it was a familiar routine, which made him unbearable.

It's unbearable, but I have to bear it, and even I have to become annoying.

Xie Lingjun was restless and didn't want to do this, so he just ignored Chang Xiangsi with a cold face, bypassed the person, walked towards the group of people in front of him, and asked, "Where are the people in Qingyang Pavilion?"

After Jiang Xie's death in Qingyang Pavilion, Wu Fazheng also died one after another, and Ji Yanran, who succeeded the pavilion owner a few days ago, also died, and his strength was greatly reduced.When humans and devils talk, they naturally have no weight and cannot get in the way.If it weren't for the fact that Xie Lingjun came from Qingyang Pavilion, he would definitely not be qualified to stand behind Lotte Sect and Beiming Sect.

This also disgusted Xie Lingjun.

What does cultivating immortals mean?Carefree?

No, it is a more stringent present world, where strength is the highest priority.When all sects gather together, it is even more obvious that even whoever stands first has his own way and is particular about it.

Xie Lingjun passed through the people of Beiming Sect and Miaoyin Pavilion, stopped in front of Zheng Sinan, and asked, "Who killed Ji Yanran?"

Zheng Sinan just snorted coldly and didn't answer.

His attitude was like a resounding slap, slapping Xie Lingjun heavily on the face, like an extremely beautiful, pre-rehearsed play, waiting to be staged in full view, so as to show the attitude of Qingyang Pavilion, and to separate himself from Xie Lingjun. Relationship.

Xie Lingjun didn't care.

He doesn't care what Zheng Sinan thinks of him, because he doesn't take him seriously.

There are too many people who look down on him, but there are also many people who flatter him on the surface.He would rather see Zheng Sinan being so frank than Chang Xiangsi's words with hidden wit.

Xie Lingjun seldom cares about things, but he cares about Ji Yanran.

"Master died for no apparent reason. Wu Fazheng, Elder Wu, Ji Yanran, and Elder Ji who have always supported Master..." Xie Ling stood upright, looking down at Zheng Sinan.

Like Shen Zhengze, he also called Ji Yanran an elder.

Although hundreds of years have passed away in a hurry, Xie Lingjun seems to be still stuck in a thousand years ago, staying in the happy time.

After he finished speaking, he himself came to his senses, let out a breath of foul breath slowly, and continued: "They also died very strangely. Although they didn't treat me like Master, they did their best to guide me. Now I use The identity of the juniors, ask them the cause of death. Why, does Elder Zheng think that I am not qualified?"

Zheng Sinan was originally just indifferent and contemptuous, but when he heard this long passage, he immediately became furious.

"You still have the face to mention them!" Zheng Sinan had tears in his eyes, and his chest felt tight, "If it weren't for your unsteady Dao heart and being bewitched by others, Qingyang Pavilion would become a laughingstock from then on. Pavilion Master and Wu Fazheng How can you worry too much and die in just a hundred years?"

Speaking of this, he seemed anxious.

Zheng Sinan took a few more breaths, and sternly criticized: "If you hadn't talked about peace talks, but actually provoked the various sects and forced us to agree with your childish and ridiculous ideas, how could Ji Yanran who agreed with you be killed? "

"Have you said enough?" Xie Lingjun said coldly.

"No!" Zheng Sinan hated Xie Lingjun to the bone, "You are the chief culprit, the biggest moth in Qingyang Pavilion. How dare you ask, do you have the qualifications? Let me tell you, Xie Lingjun, you don't!"

So far, Xie Lingjun didn't even bother to look at Zheng Sinan again.

"It's up to you." Xie Lingjun slowly passed Zheng Sinan like he passed Chang Xiangsi.

Xie Ling didn't understand why Ji Yanran was killed, as a junior under Ji Yanran's care, why he lost the right to care.He also didn't understand that the murderer was at fault for Ji Yanran's death, and why it was blamed on him.

Some people's logic is so absurd, but what's even more unreasonable is that——

Knowing that the murderer is hateful, and knowing that the hateful person is mostly stubborn, it is difficult to be moved by others, and most people give up trying to shake the murderer and curse the evil.

Immediately move on to someone less hateful.

Although Xie Lingjun didn't do anything harmful, since he was the source of everything, some people couldn't help but think that without Xie Lingjun, things wouldn't have happened.

Thinking about it this way, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became, so Xie Lingjun was also guilty, and the crime was heinous.

Yes.

The demons should have stayed underground, living in darkness. Haven't they adapted to such a life long ago?

Aren't the demons a group of rampant inhumane, cannibalistic, cunning and unkind people? How could they be worthy of the trust of the human race?They promised to let go of their mouths today, will Xie Lingjun directly lead the demons to tear a bloody path in the future?

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Xie Lingjun said that he wants to open up the two worlds, what does this mean?After all, it will not be towards the human race.

Everyone present thought so.

In the dignified silence, Xie Lingjun felt the despair of his trip, dragging his long black robe, stepping on the salty sea, step by step, towards the person he hadn't seen for a long time.

At the end of the Xuanpao, there were circles of ripples on the surface of the water.

The height that is different from ordinary people, the extremely beautiful beauty, and the outrageous strength...all of them make Xie Lingjun different, as if he is in a busy city, but also has a kind of loneliness isolated from the world.

He is looking for his kind.

"Long time no see, Junior Brother Shen." Xie Lingjun stopped in his tracks.

The end of the black robe also stopped immediately.

The ripples on the sea gradually shrunk, and after a long time, they gathered under the black robe.

The crowd gathered and stood not far from Shen Zhengze's two meridians, but they were far away from Shen Zhengze.They all shut their mouths, quietly looking at the two senior brothers who were always at odds but whose relationship was unclear.

At this moment they couldn't help but think——

If there was a real fight, even if Xie Lingjun was the only one among the demons, plus Shen Zhengze, would they be able to win?

And the person who was regarded as a bargaining chip stood alone behind the crowd.

Shen Zhengze didn't care, just smiled slightly, and said happily: "Long time no see, thank you, senior brother."

The sea breeze blew gently, and Shen Zhengze's sideburns stuck to the side of his face, looking full of style.He has already suffered a lot, so he looks even more decent, and he doesn't care about the suffering of the world.

He was still dressed in white and green, and tied a high ponytail with a white hair band.

Half of the blue hair hangs lazily over his left shoulder, and the other half covers his back, waist, buttocks, thighs, and even his knees.

The wide-sleeved robe looks like a person who is not like a mortal.

The seabirds circled and chirped in the sky. In the eyes of the birds, the humans and demons below were pitifully small, like ants or reeds swaying in the wind.

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