The villain is respected

"Little friend Yue, this is not a joke!" The middle-aged monk with frosty temples hurriedly pushed him into his room. He looked around and creaked, and closed it firmly the door.

Yue Yanjin, who took the opportunity to sit down, was as sinking as water, but the middle-aged monk was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He turned around the table and stomped his feet and said: "Not to mention that these are just your guesses, even if What you said is true, what can we do?"

"Uncle Gu, I told you about Yi Yunting from the very beginning. Doesn't Yu Jianzun's words just prove its existence?" Yue Yanjin said in a deep voice, "Now, he asked us to set up the Wanling Lock Formation , presumably because he sensed that the Eastern Wild Sea was going to be different."

"Wild Soul Locking Formation!" Gu Mu's lips trembled in anxiety, "You also know that it is a Wanling Locking Formation... Can ordinary people build it? A thousand catties of cinnabar, tens of thousands of spirit binding ropes, and at least hundreds of A defender with a high level of cultivation, where can you get these!"

"The Lin family of Wuyun Prefecture is in charge of the trade routes of eight states and nine states. Besides, Lin Qingyue is also Yu Jianzun's apprentice. If you ask them to borrow cinnabar to bind the spirit rope, it will not be a problem."

"You said lightly, if it's so easy to borrow, why didn't Yu Jianhan go there by himself? It's his apprentice's house, so it's more convenient than you as an outsider?" Gu Mufa replied angrily.

"This is also something I can't figure out - Yu Jianzun specifically told me that the Lin family must not let this matter know." Yue Yanjin frowned.

"Then you still go?" Gu Mu was stunned.

"But Uncle Gu, if you think about it carefully, in today's Kyushu, who else can produce these things for a while, except Linjia in Wuyun Prefecture?"

Although Linjia is not a sect giant, but as the uncrowned king of the trading firm, only they can mobilize these materials from the entire Eight Paths and Kyushu.

Gu Mufa couldn't refute for a while, he was silent for a moment, and said: "If you want to come to Yu Jianzun, you also know that you have to go to Lin's family, but he doesn't want them to know about it, so he speaks through you." He pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke Asked: "Do you think the Lin family may be one of them?"

Yue Yanjin shook his head resolutely: "Impossible, its selection criteria are clear, and they are all well-known figures in the top sects. Although the Lin family controls the lifeline of business in Kyushu, in the eyes of the sects in the cultivation world, they are always poor. People first—otherwise, why would the Lin family send the only successor to Yu Jianzun's sect to practice."

"And..." Yue Yanjin closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene at that time, and said firmly, "Yu Jianzun seems to be worried about the elders of the Lin family. His original words are that after this incident, we must pay attention to the dynamics of the Lin family for a long time. Let some bad news reach their ears."

"Bad news?" Gu Mufa also frowned, he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Oops!"

Yue Yanjin seemed to understand something, he suddenly widened his eyes, and said in a panic, "Except for Yu Jianzun's movements, Baizhi Pavilion has not received any news about Lin Qingyue recently!"

Gu Mufa instantly understood what he meant, and he almost lost his voice: "You mean, young master Lin was also detained by them?"

Perhaps Lin Qingyue has been threatened, and there are many dangers, so...

The bad news may be the news of Linqingyue.

"Linye Quan treats Qingyue like an eyeball, and if something happens to him, how will the two of you live!" Gu Mu was so anxious that he went around in circles again, no matter how Lin Yequan was considered his old friend, seeing him now An old friend's only son is in trouble, and he really can't sit still.

"No, no, we can't hide this matter from them!" Gu Mu said with a final word, "Don't you want to borrow something from others? It's not too late. Let's go to Wuyun Prefecture now to discuss countermeasures."

"Uncle Gu, don't worry, the current situation is unknown, I'll let Baizhi Pavilion continue to inquire about their situation first." Yue Yanjin said slowly and firmly, "We have to go to Wuyun Prefecture, but we have to take a look at them first Can you contact Lin Qingyue?"

"The matter is of great importance, and we must not act rashly."

Above the Wanzhang Cloud Palace.

"Yu Jianhan, do you really think you can escape?"

The person named had a frail and pale expression, but he still stood upright like a green pine, quietly standing among the pack of wolves.

He raised his eyes, without resentment or hatred, his eyes were as gentle and quiet as a clear pool: "Heart-eating poison, breaking the spirit whip, I just didn't expect that you would use the blood forbidden technique to find me..."

Yu Jianhan's eyes fell on the person on the stage, and there was even a slight smile on his face, and his tone was inexplicably emotional: "Qingyue, what do you think?"

Bloodline tracing is a top-secret forbidden technique, and devotees often need to donate half of their body and blood, which is harmful to others and not beneficial to themselves.Originally, it could only be used between blood relatives, but after all, Lin Qingyue and Yu Jianhan had the same mother-child Gu, and through the Gu poison, the bloodline tracking technique could also be used.

Presumably, in order to track him down, Cheng Yunzong also paid a high price and set his hands on Lin Qingyue.

But before the man opened his mouth, a warrior came out first to make a rescue.

"Yu Jianhan, we don't need to say anything more—the east will be completely sealed off in ten days, don't you want to find Xie Chi? We will fulfill your wish, how about giving you a ride?" The elder jumped out impatiently, his small eyes as big as a crack in a door were full of malicious light.

He is the "No. [-] Hero" who suggested the use of the Forbidden Bloodline Art, and now he wants to show himself in front of everyone.

Unexpectedly, the sword master in white raised his eyes and looked directly at the crowd. He smiled knowingly, and asked politely, "Why should I go to Donghuang?"

"What does Xinmoyuan have to do with me?"

This unexpected answer really stunned Elder Chunky.

"You!" He was stunned for a moment, pointed at the man with his thick carrot-like fingers, and said angrily, "It's useless for you to claim to be famous and upright, and the world respects you... If the abyss of demons opens and Kyushu falls, The people are living in dire straits! Didn’t we make it clear before?”

He sternly said: "Besides, didn't you go there before? Now that the vision has not been resolved and the crisis has not been resolved, it is time for you to return to Donghuang!"

But Yu Jianhan seemed to have heard some joke, he shook his head slowly with a smile, and sighed softly: "Yes, if I had died there before, naturally I wouldn't have suffered like this."

"However, I want to ask all of you now." The smile on the face of the white-clothed swordsman faded slightly, his eyes were serious, and he said sonorously, "Xin Moyuan, what exactly is it?"

When the words settled down, there was a slight commotion in the hall. Although it was not obvious, Yu Jianhan was able to see all the veiled gazes.

A few people were shocked and hinted by making eye contact, but most people still had their old gods, and their calm faces remained unchanged.They are no longer fledgling young monks, they have long since developed the ability to stand still even when the "mountain collapses before them".

It's impossible for Yu Jianhan to know anything. This question is probably deceitful, so they can't mess themselves up.

"What do you mean by that?"

Sect Master Lin Sixuan finally raised his eyes slowly, clenched his hands slightly, and the two spirit beads in his palms collided with each other, with only a click, everyone seemed to be hit by a hammer of pure heart, and the dust settled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The crowd found their backbone, and began to stare fiercely at His Highness with accusing and provocative eyes.

Yu Jianhan turned a blind eye to such malicious eyes, and said slowly: "Before Nan Ruo became a demon, he once said such a sentence."

He frowned slightly, imitating the monk's demeanor at that time, and repeated it verbatim, "I won't have to end up with no ion."

Nan Ruo...

Hearing this familiar name, there was a bit of resentment in the eyes of everyone present.They were slandering, so that they could not die, and it was this monk who caused the disaster again, it was really troublesome.

Yu Jianhan in this room is still continuing: "No one in the world knows that the heart demon abyss was in turmoil a thousand years ago, the great powers of Kyushu gathered in the Eastern Paradise Sea, Wu Ion tried his best to fix the sea, but died in the hands of Xie Chi, and in the end it was Lin Yu's body. Only by offering sacrifices to the most precious treasure of the Buddhist sect—the Changming Zhan—has just solved the danger of the Eastern Wild Sea."

"But the person who guards the Eastern Paradise Sea is Xie Chi, who is a demon cultivator. And Nan Ruo said that he was worried that he would follow in Wuion's footsteps, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he fell into the demon's hands..."

"Could it be that this is the real end of Wuion?"

"Yu Jianhan, you've overstepped." Lin Sixuan said sharply, the pressure instantly subsided, making it almost impossible to breathe.

But the sword master in white is still tall and straight. He resisted Sen Leng's threat of death, sped up his speech slightly, and gritted his teeth: "A thousand years ago, there was a change in the East Paradise Sea, and no ion died. To be punished... Isn't this too coincidental?"

"The heart is full of demons. Is it Li Minsheng who died, or..." Yu Jianhan paused for a moment, then said slowly with meaning, "Some specific people."

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, and finally more people couldn't sit still. They spoke righteously, and scolded sternly: "Yu Jianhan, what is your intention? Could it be that you are insinuating that Xinmoyuan will only target us and others?" ! If you miss a major event, you will die!"

"My surname is Yu, don't talk nonsense!"

But Yu Jianhan didn't take this reprimand at all to heart, his voice slowed down again, and he presented the evidence with reason: "Everyone says that things are different, when I went there for the first time, there was indeed lightning and thunder on the sea. , dark clouds cover the top... But just two days ago, I went to the Eastern Paradise Sea again."

"Everything is calm there now, nothing unusual, but you are still calling me into the heart demon abyss."

After a slight pause, Yu Jianhan raised the corners of his mouth. He was like the cruelest executioner, sensibly and cruelly cutting the last tight string of everyone with a blunt knife.

"Since Nan Ruo was panicked and bluntly said that he didn't want to follow in Wuion's footsteps, does it prove that he had a premonition at that time. But now Dongxuanhai is clearly the same as before, but you are all panicked and want me to enter Dongxuan immediately—may I think that , you all received the same omen."

Like Nanruo, it symbolizes the omen of death.

"Nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"

The short and fat elder was instantly ignited, and he spit all over the place, trying his best to use his voice to suppress the panic in his heart.

"Elder Yan, the above is my guess, but why do you think that I only have guesses in my hands and nothing else?"

Finally, Sect Master Lin Sixuan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.He stared at His Highness with an inexplicable expression: "Then tell me, what evidence do you have?"

Yu Jianhan raised his eyes, and he looked directly at the person in front of him—the actual ruler of Yi Yunting. For thousands of years, he has been the ruler of the world, the sky quietly hidden behind the scorching sun.

If the mountain cannot be crossed, then it will be crushed into dust; if the river cannot be crossed, then it will be completely dried up.Only by destruction can a new order be rebuilt from the ashes.

The first sincere smile finally appeared on Jian Zun's face. He slightly opened his lips, and slowly uttered three words.

"Wuyan River."

In an instant, it was as if time and space had stagnated in the Golden Palace, and suddenly there was no sound, so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.