[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

There was a crisp sound in the room, Wen Zhong dropped another teacup, and the servants standing in the yard shrank their necks, feeling that Grand Master Wen's temper has become more and more irritable recently, although Grand Master Wen's temper was not very good before .

Although Grand Master Wen's temper was not very good before, with a gloomy face all day long, and cold and scary, but at least, there was no time when he was furious and unable to control himself, but now, since a woman came to the mansion, Mrs. Wen The anger on the teacher's face never disappeared.

The servants shook their heads in unison, sighed, and went about their own affairs.

Grand Master Wen is in a rage now, he didn't tell them to go into the house to pack their things, so naturally they dare not go in.

In the room, Wen Zhong's chest was heaving violently, and fire could be seen in his eyes, he said: "Yang Jian doesn't recognize Master, just kill him, I never lack disciples who forget their ancestors and forget their ancestors!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun's fall is his own fault, so what does it have to do with master? Since master has been sanctified, he can enjoy the merit of this longevity and heaven! Why bother to figure out whether he will fall or avoid disaster?!"

Jin Ling said calmly, "When you said you would break with me, I never drove you to death."

Wen Zhong was startled for a moment, then his eyes were filled with regret, his voice lowered a little, and he said, "I didn't mean it."

Jin Ling glanced at him and said, "You don't mean it, so why does he mean it?"

"I'm totally different from him!"

Wen Zhong clenched his fists, with blue veins appearing faintly on his forehead, he said: "At any time, with just a word from Master, I can go through life and death for Master—"

Jin Ling's eyes moved slightly, Wen Zhong pointed in the direction of Qilin Cliff, gritted his teeth and said, "Can he do it?"

"He can't!" Wen Zhong pointed to his chest and said, "Yuanshi Tianzun can't do it either, only me!"

Jin Ling's eyes darkened, he stood up and said, "Zhong'er."

"I treat you the same as before, never changed."

Wen Zhong's body trembled, his face turned white instantly, he looked at Jin Ling fixedly, trying to see something from her face.

But in the end, he couldn't see anything.

Jin Ling seems to always be like this, neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor angry.

Wen Zhong's fingers slipped from his chest, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I treat Master the same as before."

"It never changes."

Jin Ling couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade Wen Zhong, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

Wen Zhong's stubbornness follows her, and no one can change what she has decided.

If it's something else, Jin Ling can give it to him, but the feelings are different from others, if you don't like it, you just don't like it.

When she rescued Wen Zhong from the sea, Wen Zhong was just a baby under the full moon. She clumsily fed him and coaxed him to dress. Over the years, she treated Wen Zhong like her own child.

So much so that even though the person standing in front of her was a plump and handsome young man, all she could remember in her mind was Wen Zhong's babbling appearance when he was a child.

Feeling helpless, Jin Ling said, "I'm sorry."

"Master, there is no need to say sorry to me."

Wen Zhong lowered his eyes, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "What I want is never an apology from Master."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong turned around and left, Jin Ling sat on the chair and did not speak for a long time.

She came down from Qilin Cliff, looking for the breath of Yuanshi Tianzun, and found Chaoge City all the way.

Thinking that Wen Zhong was in the city, I came to see what happened to Wen Zhong's rescue of Daji. Now that she has become a saint, it is not easy to intervene in the matter of conferring the gods, but it is still possible to ask about the progress of the matter.

Who would have thought that a quarrel broke out between her and Wen Zhong before she could finish her sentence.

Jin Ling frowned, perhaps, she shouldn't have come.

Wen Zhong went out of the mansion, rode a black jade unicorn, and came to the mansion of King Wu Cheng.

He forced King Zhou to abolish Daji and make Wucheng King Huang Feihu's younger sister his queen. Now that the empress hall is approaching, the front of Wucheng Prince's mansion is much more lively than before.

There was an endless stream of officials coming in and out, and the doorman was busy.

But when he heard that Zhong was riding a black jade unicorn, the door boy's eyes lit up, he hurriedly responded, and said politely: "Please, Grand Master."

While inviting Wen Zhong into the mansion, he was in a hurry to send a letter to King Wu Cheng.

Huang Feihu trotted all the way to greet him, the servant retreated, Moyu Qilin walked lazily, Wen Zhong's eyes were dim and unclear: "I will fight Xiqi, you guard Chaoge."

Huang Feihu laughed and said, "Why did the Grand Master change his mind?"

Wen Zhong brushed Moyu Qilin's head, and Moyu Qilin closed his eyes comfortably. A stern look flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes, and his voice was cold: "The battle between Shang and Zhou was also a battle between the two religions, and as a disciple of the Jiejiao, I Disciple, why are you absent?"

Huang Feihu said: "Everything is under the command of the Grand Master."

Wen Zhong was in the court song, under the power of Yu, King Zhou always pretended to be a virtuous king, and stopped playing with Daji every day.

The order of Empress Dowager has been issued, and Daji moved out of the middle palace and went to a palace far away from King Zhou.

The palace was preparing the Queen's Hall, and the palace people naturally didn't care much about a deposed empress Daji who angered the grand master of the court.

The place is remote and no one disturbs her, so Su Daji is very happy, and when she thinks about Wen Zhong's plan for her, she smiles even more happily—she probably saved her beautiful head.

Su Daji lay reclined on the soft couch, pinched a grape and ate it, feeling that life couldn't be more beautiful.

As soon as the grapes were swallowed, a burst of coercion hit her, forcing her to reveal her original shape in an instant.

Nine tails tucked in the palace brocade, Su Daji bowed her head and bowed, trembling: "Why are you here?"

The visitor sat down on the chair casually, flicked the dust that didn't exist on the clothes, and said with a sneer, "The sky has changed, why can't I get better?"

Su Daji rested her head on the cold floor, and her voice became more respectful: "The little demon doesn't understand."

On Wen Zhong's mansion, Jin Ling, who was about to ride the clouds to leave, turned around and looked towards Chaoge Imperial City.

It is the breath of a sage, but not Lao Tzu's.

After a short pause, Jin Ling entered the imperial city.

Glancing at the ground, he found Su Daji's original form. With a wave of Jin Ling's finger, the pressure from the saint was relieved, and Su Daji transformed into a human form.

Jieyin gave a slap in the face, and said, "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Jin Ling for being certified to the Dao."

Pointing to Su Daji who was lying on the ground, he said: "This little fox has already joined our Western religion."

Looking at Jin Ling, he greeted with a smile that was not a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jin Ling doesn't want to win people's love, does he?"

Jin Ling's eyes were pale, he didn't look at Yingying, his gaze fell on Su Daji, and he asked, "Really?"

Su Daji raised her head cautiously, looked at Jin Ling, then at Jieyin, hesitated for a moment, hugged Jin Ling's leg, and said with tears in her eyes, "How is it possible?!"

"Which of the people with fur and horns, who hatched from wetness, did not come from the sect of Jiejiao? I am a good fox under the sect of the sect master. You must save me!"

Receiving the Taoist: "..."

Jin Ling's eyelids moved, but she didn't expect Su Daji's attitude to be so straightforward.

After thinking about it, it's probably because she has been certified and sanctified, and she has enough ability to protect Su Daji's family.

All people below a saint are ants, and no matter how high her previous cultivation was, she was nothing more than an ant below a saint.

Jin Ling helped Su Daji who was crying so poorly, glanced at the leading Taoist, and said, "Fellow Daoist, what do you want to say?"

Jieyin has recovered from the initial slight shock, and his face has not changed. He glanced at Su Daji, and Su Daji hid behind Jin Ling in horror, with a cowardly look like a snake.

After receiving the lead, he said: "This fox first joined Nuwa's sect, then switched to my Western sect, and now he is under the interception sect..."

After a slight pause, he clicked to the end, smiled and said generously: "Since Brother Dao is willing to accept, I will give up my love."

Jin Ling patted the back of Su Daji's hand, ignored the provocation, but said: "Saints are not allowed to interfere in the matter of conferring gods, and the Western religion is not orthodox."

She raised her eyes, looked at Jieying, her face turned cold, and her voice was slightly cold: "If I find out that Brother Dao is meddling in the internal affairs of the Three Sects—"

The jade hairpin in Jin Ling's hair rose suddenly, leading the figure of the Taoist priest into nothingness, and Jin Ling's voice spread from Chaoge to the Western religion thousands of miles away: "It's not the disaster of today!"

Su Daji exclaimed, the shock was clear at a glance, and said: "You...you can kill a saint?"

"It's just a phantom."

Jin Ling doesn't attack juniors below the Three Sects very much, because as a disciple of the Intercepting Sect, she has learned a bit of the self-restraint status of the leader of Tongtian Sect, and she doesn't bully the small with the big, but if she faces a saint or golden fairy of the same level, Jin Ling never talks nonsense.

However, the sudden appearance of Taoist Jieying gave her some warnings. She originally thought that it was Lao Tzu who had betrayed Sanqing, but from Taoist Jieying, she did not feel the breath of Lao Tzu injected into her.

Could it be that God Haotian lied to her?Among the Sanqing, no one betrayed, everything, Tiandao and Haotian God are the real masterminds behind the scenes?

The deification of the gods came about because the twelve golden immortals did not kill the three corpses, and God Haotian ordered the golden immortals to bow their heads and proclaim their ministers. This triggered the three religions to discuss the list of gods.

At that time, the fate was in the hands of Tiandao, and Haotian God could not control it at all, so it was also Tiandao who gave this order. Haotian God just took the blame for Tiandao to make the three religions kill each other.

But it's not right, she just fought against Taoist Jieyin, and Jieyin doesn't have the aura of Lao Tzu in her body.

She is already a saint now, unlike Sanqing, she and Haotian God have the same book, so the perception of Laozi's breath may not be as sensitive as Tongtian and Yuanshi, but if there are traces of Laozi's existence on Jieying, she It can still be felt.

Jin Ling rubbed the space between his brows, feeling that things were getting more and more complicated.

The fall of Yuanshi Tianzun is not the end, but a complete opening of the curtain of conferring the gods.

No matter whether it is a sage or the way of heaven, or even a mortal in the world, they cannot escape this catastrophe.

For a moment, Jin Ling felt that Yuanshi Tianzun's approach was very smart. At the price of falling, she let her prove the Tao and become a saint. According to her character, although she would not accept his love, but for Yang Jian's sake, It will not kill all the teachings at all.

Chentangguan, Li House.

Yang Chan threw herself into Yang Jian's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said with tears in the corners of her eyes, "Second brother, you are finally back."

Yang Jian's body froze slightly, Yang Chan raised her head and asked the same question as Nezha: "Huh? Where's that beautiful fairy?"

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