Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

It took nearly 200 years for Huaili Peak Lord to become Taiqing Peak Master, and he lived only about 520 years in total. He had experienced the Little Heavenly Tribulation, but the real disaster of Heavenly Tribulation thousands of years ago was a distant past for him.

It was written in the history book of Sifangjie. He finished reading it when he was young, and taught it to the younger generations of Taiqingzong a hundred years later.

He didn't know who Xiang Gu Chun was, but Gu Chunjian's reputation spread all over the world of comprehension.

He is a leisurely peak master who wholeheartedly takes care of the spirit beasts on the peak, if it is not because of the Wangchao monster beast, it would not be his turn to come out so early in such a war.

But he also explained to the disciples and precious spirit beasts on the peak in advance that if the flames of war really ignited in the world, Huaili Peak would not retreat into the sect.

There is no one in Taiqing who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

The disciples said that they would follow the master, and the spirit beasts raised their heads to the sky and shouted loudly, echoing again and again.

At that time, Master Huaili Peak's throat was sore, like an imaginary step. Most of the masters said to his disciples: "Teachers have the responsibility of preaching, accepting karma, and solving doubts. I haven't taught you too much, but this time there must be people and beasts." To stay on the mountain.

I don't ask you to follow me and fight against the evil current. You are so young and the teacher is still there, so it is not your turn to stand out.

But once the flames of war ignite, I want you to know that whether you end up killing the enemy, staying in the mountains, or avoiding disaster, it is a choice, and there is no distinction between good and bad.

We animal breeders can never trap animals in cages, and pay attention to the Tao and nature, and choose from the heart.

The five-hundred-year-old Huaili Peak Lord had never seen the world where people were devastated, but he knew that the peaceful days in Puqing's year were not easy.

It was a good age filled with the bones and blood of countless ancestors. Even if there were still hidden dangers of evil trends, it would not be precarious.

But now someone wants to break it.

Sang Qi in red robes and fine clothes was holding a limp mirage in his hand, and said to Shen Zhexue with a smile, "I'm here."

Now he is no longer that poor young man who begged Xiang Yinli to accept him outside the three cups of wine. After a thousand years of being the head of the sect, no matter how weak a person is, he should have accumulated some majesty.

However, at this moment, he was full of enthusiasm, and said joyfully, "Brother, more than 1000 years is too long, and you finally came back."

1000 years is too long.

Shen Zhexue looked at the young man in the Chinese robe of the head of Hanshan, except for the red background and the needle corners with flame patterns, this robe could not find the previous style.

There are not so many gold threads and silver weaves, embellishments of natural materials and earth treasures, and there is no ancient jade pendant worth thousands of spirit stones, pulling out a long crimson tassel.

It was as if he was meeting his junior brother for the first time.

Back then, Xiang Guchun treated people like flowers and plants, but he was not indifferent and demanding. He took care of every flower seriously.

Whether he is a commoner or a descendant of the master, he is rarely different from anyone, because there is no distinction between good and bad flowers.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't bloom this year, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't bloom, it's all due to chance.

Xiang Yinli's three disciples, none of them had never been criticized.

Even if the big apprentice said it, he couldn't understand it, so he gradually talked less.

And with his mastery of swordsmanship, some comrades still count on him to save their lives when they go out to perform missions, no matter how afraid he is suspicious of him, they will not point fingers in person.

And Ge Yun is even more agile, she came from the bloody feud, these slanderous remarks will not move her.

On the contrary, if anyone speaks uncleanly to the master, whether it is talking about the senior master or the younger brother, he will break a leg when he hears a sentence, and he will break it once, until he is convinced.

In Xiangguchun's memory, Sang Qi was always taciturn, his talent was not in kendo, but in concealment.

When he turned his soul into something else, even Xiang Guchun couldn't immediately notice it.

If it is a confrontation between the two armies, this talent is proficient in detection and assassination, but fighting against evil things or evil currents does not require the cooperation of a monk who is good at hiding.

Maybe he was indeed questioned too much back then, and the apprentice who was going to drink away was not as good as he thought.

But that's not why he did it.

In his ecstatic eyes, Shen Zhexue asked: "Junior Sister Ge Yun, what did you do?"

Sang Qi's eyes darkened, and he said obediently and obediently: "No, it was Elder Fu Ning who did it. I didn't know it was the poison refined by evil breath."

He was even aggrieved, "Brother, Fu Ning is also a backup of Xieliu, this kind of person is usually evil in nature, with cruel means..."

"You watched her drink the poison." Shen Zhexue interrupted him, and said, "You know it's poison."

Sang Qi, who had never been cut off by Xiang Guchun, was stunned, and opened his mouth and said, "I..."

He wanted to argue, but he didn't know where to start.

Those things have passed for too long, he no longer remembers the panic and fear at that time, only the cold body of his senior sister lying on the ground is still lying in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing his expression, Shen Zhexue could already guess what happened back then.

If Fu Ning is really another functional body left by Xie Liu in the mortal world, it can indeed kill people invisible, and then destroy all evidence.

So at that time, he couldn't find Sangqi's suspicion at all.

But there was this matter first, and Bo Ziyi came to remind him to beware of this person on behalf of the emperor. Although Xiang Guchun didn't want to suspect him without evidence and evidence, he sent him out of Hanshan at the time of the battle , Let him go to support the southern boundary.

"There is also Wen Shuyin." Sang Qi understood Shen Zhexue's meaning, and he said, "It was Xieliu Lingzhi's plan to pull Wen Shuyin down. I didn't move his family and sent them all out, but he My wife’s physique is too weak, and it’s her fate that she can’t survive. Brother, we also came here by the jungle, and after I escaped from home, I almost died outside several times.”

"What cause and effect change." Sang Qi said painfully: "It hasn't changed. At that time, senior brother, you couldn't feel anything. You didn't understand that people's words can be feared, and everyone's words can make gold. How could I fall into disrepute when I was accepted at the grand ceremony?"

Those humiliating pasts were culled from the box where the ashes were sealed up, and Sang Qi's breathing was intermittent as he spoke, unable to control himself.

"Sifangjie has not changed, brother, you are busy with business, and you have taken in that brat again. You want to protect him, but no one can protect me. When I was seriously injured and almost couldn't come back by the Xieliu River, I knew that only authority Money can protect me for the rest of my life.”

"That's why the evil spirit came to you again." Shen Zhexue said: "He was a prisoner who heard the sound, expelled all the old tribes of Hanshan, and assassinated Bo Ziyi in the emperor's son Jiangxi. Leng Sanqiu conspired, and from then on, the three major sects of the cultivation world are in his hands, as long as he undoes the blood lock of Tianhe and breaks through the big formation, he can eat through the earth veins in all directions, pass through the underworld, and order the disintegration of the Taiwei Realm from top to bottom."

"Yes." Sang Qi confessed. He seemed to have waited for Shen Zhexue to mention this passage for a long time, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't you ask me why I want to cooperate with Xie Liu? What's the use of me going to the cultivation world? My origin here is the result of Jianjian Huanli's oiran clinging to the nobles of the cultivation family to conceive secretly, so how could it be better for me to go to the cultivation world than now?"

He also saw Zhou Ling on the cliff behind Shen Zhexue, and sighed: "The way of heaven is so unfair, senior brother, you still have a hard life - but what about them? The sword master Zhou Minggui, the proud son of the upper cultivation world, if He follows Leng Sanqiu, even if he doesn't fight for it, there is still a place for him in the upper cultivation world, so what about us?"

Zhou Ling took a step forward, the sword intent pierced his body, making a sharp cutting sound in the wind.

"If you hate me, then come at me! Why did you attack Bo Ziyi?!"

"You said Ah Jing." Sang Qi narrowed his eyes and said contemptuously: "I just want his fate to return to the original path."

This was an understatement, but the peak master Huaili who was also on the edge of the cliff felt shuddering.

He also vaguely heard about Jun Rujing, and thought that there was some deep hatred in it, so that Sang Qi's humiliation of Jun Rujing was not enough, and it made him almost bear all the crimes and be reviled by the world.

"Back then, I didn't like him very much." Sang Qi said, "And that Weisheng, if it wasn't for him to defend the battle without a dead body, I wouldn't let it go easily."

Sang Qi doesn't hate Xiangguchun, because hating Xiangguchun is meaningless, only the hatred that has a response has its value.

In fact, he didn't hate Zhou Ling that much, but felt that anger was unfair. The gap between them was too big, so he wouldn't suffer too much.

He just wants to see the proud son of heaven lose everything.

Driving Jun Rujing to kill Tuesday in Taoling Secret Realm was more out of appreciation for their interest in killing each other.

But he purely hates Weisheng and Bo Ziyi.

They are the same.

Bo Ziyi and his mother also come from Chunqi Meeting Huanlou.

The beautiful oiran played the qin well, and was carried by the family to be a concubine. Because of the harshness of the mistress, there was no cure, and she died of illness in the cold winter.

Her wish before death is for Sang Qi to seek immortality and ask for help. There are so many lovers in the world, and only by gaining longevity and asking for immortality can you control the wind and rain and control your own destiny.

Sang Qi thought of the miserable woman in the thin purple clothes. Before she died, she lost her face and was withered and pale. In the end, she was buried in a thin coffin.

Her life was so bitter.

But Bo Ziyi was so lucky.

He has the eyes of heaven, and his fate can easily usher in a turning point. He doesn't have to pick up customers to open a business or become someone else's furnace, but has become a high-ranking mirror king, who can judge a person with a few words.

With a pair of eyes bestowed by heaven, Bo Ziyi got what Sang Qi couldn't get with all his efforts too easily.

So he wants to make Bo Ziyi pay the price, even if he dies, he can't be forgiven lightly.

Xie Liu wanted to counter Tai Wei's way of heaven, so he left behind Bo Ziyi's body, and he asked to take care of him, so he married Jingjun Siming in a glorious manner.

He wanted to slap the proud son of heaven like Zhou Ling hard, just like he performed for them in Sad Huifeng.

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Weisheng's body was gone, and he couldn't vent, but Jun Rujing's fate was in the hands of his applause.

He is his way of heaven, no one can find the light from the mud.

Sang Qi's eyes turned red as he said, "Jun Rujing's fate has long been doomed, he is so beautiful and so useful, but how can he be so contemptuous compared to his senior brother, it makes you two friends, it's really ridiculous."

The Huaili peak master on the cliff clearly felt Zhou Minggui's murderous intent. Even the veins on his neck were bulging, as if he was going to smash Sang Qi's body into thousands of pieces in the next second.

However, he didn't move until the other party finished speaking.

Sang Qi calmed down, stretched out his hand, and said to Shen Zhexue: "Brother, I just love you. Now that you want to kill me, I will never hide. You saved my life. You can take it if you want." take."

Shen Zhexue looked at him sadly, and found it very ridiculous, he said: "You want to say that it's for me, for Xiang Guchun, who never said harsh words to you, and didn't underestimate your origin? You think To revive him after becoming the new Heavenly Dao in the Upper Cultivation Realm, all for your unlucky and ill-fated senior brother?"

Accompanied by Shen Zhexue's words, Sang Qi's smile spread to his lips, "I never thought you would become Elder Shen of the Taiqing Sect. If I knew this earlier, why would I make such a big circle."

His tone was relieved, the senior brother was indeed different from before, he was no longer that dull and heartless monk.

Just when he was about to answer, Shen Zhexue laughed.

There was sarcasm in that smile.

"Wake up, Junior Brother Sang." Shen Zhexue melted into a sword of ice, "Do you really love Xianggu Chun? Xie Liu is probably not just a puppet brother who promised you."

He said coldly: "Master Hanshan, you have obtained the supreme authority in the four directions, you have humiliated the Jun Rujing you hate, and you have obtained everything you want, so why have you become more extravagant and plundered in recent years? There are always beauties."

For a moment, Sang Qi seemed to see the brother Xiang who rejected him thousands of miles away.

"You are not doing it for Xiangguchun at all, you are just doing it for yourself." Shen Zhexue raised the ice sword and killed Sang Qi in front of her, "Besides, I have always believed that suffering is not a reason to do evil."

The cold air pierced directly between the eyebrows, Sang Qi closed his eyes, and let the cold blade hit Tianling directly.He seemed to really want to do what he said just now, even if his senior brother wanted to kill him, he would not resist.

But the moment Shen Zhexue stabbed him, the majestic sword energy exploded out of thin air!

A golden chain climbed up Shen Zhexue's back, and bound him completely like a snake.

Where Sang Qi was standing, a thin figure appeared.

The figure's appearance was damaged, but it was three to four points similar to Xiang Guchun back then. At the same time, a long sword full of cracks was hanging in that ethereal figure.

That is "breeze me".

In the past, before Zhou Ming returned to the formation, he left Qingfengwo with Bo Ziyi. His sword intent had already reached the state of perfection, and he left the formation with an iron sword that he had when Emperor Taiqing first entered Taoism.

Sang Qi was good at concealment, and hoped that Chao Mirage's aura could hide it even more. He trapped Xianggu Chunhou with the puppet lock of the emperor's descendant, and rushed towards Shi Yuan with a spell in his hand.

Xie Liu Lingzhi asked him to capture this man alive, but now he is determined to kill him!

Under the head cover of the Spirit Extinguishing Talisman, blood splattered, the huge monster roared sharply, and flesh and blood fell like rain.

In the red rain all over the sky, Sang Qi looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter resounded resoundingly and wildly.

But suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly.

Sang Qi's eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief at the protruding sword point from his chest. The wind blades came from all directions, cut into his limbs, and severed the meridians.

White mist surged in front of his eyes, and then quickly dissipated.

He stopped breathing suddenly, and heard Shen Zhexue move the sword an inch forward, completely sinking into his dantian.

Shi Yuan, who was supposed to be dismayed, stood beside him, and the wind spirit circled into Sang Qi's body, locking his soul.

And not far away, Zhou Ling restrained Qingfengwo who was about to explode his spirit body. Holding the dying Wangchao Mirage in one hand, Zhou Ling said to Sangqi: "I didn't expect that! Monster beasts don't know that!" At your mercy!"

Just half a quarter of an hour ago, Shen Zhexue, while talking back and forth with Sang Qi, awakened Wangchao Mirage with an almost imperceptible spiritual breath, connecting it with the sea of ​​consciousness of Peak Master Huaili.

Peak Lord Huaili is proficient in the language of monsters and beasts. Originally, if the Wangchao Mirage did not cooperate, he could also control it with secret methods.

But the fact is as he guessed, this monster did not voluntarily go with Sang Qi.

This mirage is very stupid, it doesn't have the judgment of Gu Chunjian.

It just wants to stay on Mount Han, stay on Qianling Peak, wait for the group of furry companions to come back, and wait for the Lord of Qianling Peak to come back.

With the help of Wangchao Mirage, Shen Zhexue and the others immediately adjusted their plan, Zhou Ling changed to control Qingfengwo, and Shen Zhexue borrowed the power of Wangchao Mirage and combined the formation to weave an illusion for Sang Qi to get his wish.

"you--!"

Sang Qi looked grim, "You—"

Shen Zhexue twisted the ice sword, found the many seals carved by Sang Qi in the sea of ​​consciousness with spiritual energy, and destroyed them all with one force.

Sang Qi spurted blood and cried out in pain, and said through gritted teeth: "Brother, are you really going to kill me?! I know Xie Liu's weakness, and I know its weakness!"

"Don't threaten me, I have plenty of ways to know."

Shen Zhexue looked at the purple butterfly flying past Sang Qi, and said, "I'm not the only one who wants to kill you..."

With the shattering of the soul contract, the translucent butterfly of the underworld suddenly turned into a monk in purple clothes, with long hair loose, robes broken, and mirror blades scattered.

The killing intent in Bo Ziyi's eyes was like a blade, and his five fingers became claws, strangling Sang Qi's throat!

The thin purple clothes in the midst of transformation held this line of clarity, and said coldly: "The surname Sang is here to kill you!"

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