Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Because of a communication talisman, Liudao Temple broke the past practice of seclusion, and showed its true face in front of the world for a long time.

The courtyard is still half old and not new. The red paint on the tiles that should have been flying cirrus clouds has faded. A few dry weeds are protruding from the gaps. The yellow wall below is mottled and cracked, and the bottom layer is covered with moss.

Even the statues of gods and Buddhas in the temple, which have been cleaned up, have dim brass and old paint, and they look like they are embarrassed and distressed by the shameful facade of their own temple.

And this only accommodates dozens of monks, if there are a few more pilgrims, the Liudao Temple will appear narrow and cramped, and there are several great practitioners who are rare in the world.

Xuanhe Peak Master and the others may have thought about it and slowly chatted with Abbot Jiekong with a smile without a smile on his face, but Daoxuan Mountain Master got straight to the point and said straight to the point:

"The abbot said on the communication talisman that he was injured by the devil. I have three things to ask."

The owner of Daoxuan Mountain paused for a while, and said in one breath: "Firstly, why did the demon king, who was taken care of by Xuanshan, come to Liudao Temple? Secondly, the demon king's cultivation base was completely sealed, how could he hurt the abbot? Thirdly, this matter is true, How to deal with it?"

The owner of Daoxuan Mountain originally returned from the abyss to the familiar residence of Daoxuan Sword Mountain.

No gossip and jokes flying around.

There was no Lord of the Seventh Region who kept yelling in his ear.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain decided not to delay, and immediately retreated and cultivated for a hundred years!

Cleaning up is impossible.

There are always sudden accidents that interrupt the beautiful dream of the owner of the Hanging Mountain.

It is a messenger talisman from Abbot Jiekong.

Qingxiu was disturbed, and the Master of the Upside Down Mountain was originally a character who would rather bend than bend, so when he asked, he was naturally very straightforward and left no room for it.

Xuanhe Peak Master nodded after hearing this: "My question is roughly the same."

Jiang Yunya said politely: "The owner of the mountain is right. For all these things, Abbot Lao will give an explanation first, and then discuss the others."

The dean said: "It should be so."

On the surface, the three of them scolded Abbot Wuchen severely.

Asking him to take good care of the Demon King is the care he brought to Liudao Temple?

Heh, they would rather face up to the difficulties in the future and develop the intention of playing cards in Daoxuanshan, and they will never call Abbot Wuchen again!

The three of them looked around, trying to make Abbot Wuchen a target.

But no one was seen.

Perhaps it was because he knew he had made a huge mistake, so he didn't dare to come out.

A moment of doubt flashed across their minds, but they quickly let it go.

In any case, the most important thing today is the matter of the Demon Lord.

Abbot Jiekong smiled, and patiently waited for them to finish speaking one by one, then looked at Pojun and said, "Does Pojun envoy have any questions, do you want to ask the old monk?"

"I?"

Po Jun smiled, moved his eyes away from the flower-and-bird painting on the fan, and casually glanced at Fang Zhang:

"The abbot has been away from the world for a long time, so he probably doesn't know much about our magic. Generally speaking, the problems we can solve by fighting usually don't need to speak."

Abbot Jiekong smiled as usual, as if he couldn't hear the naked threat under Pojun's words.

Po Jun also found it boring, and slowly closed his mouth: "So wait for the abbot to say one, two, three, four first, and then I will see whether it is a fight or a fight. Besides, the one who loves fighting most in our Demonic Dao should be coming."

Wan Chuanhe, who looked very rebellious and dangerous behind him, trembled with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

Who is the one who fights the most in the magic way?

There is no need to think too much about this question. In the magic way, from the top to the snow sky, down to the qi refining demon cultivators who can be seen everywhere like ants, none of them dare to impersonate.

"It seems that the induction between the three stars of Slaying Wolf is not too bad."

That voice was like golden bells striking each other, like pearls falling on a jade plate, but it just made people feel chills in their hearts.

On the half-rotted threshold, a bright red dress turned a corner.

It seemed that the Immortal Palace of the Qionglou Yuyu in the nine heavens behind him was also brought over, and the ruined temple was full of brilliance.

"Dao Zun, Demon Zun..."

Abbot Jiekong greeted them one by one, he pronounced his words unhurriedly, and the look in his eyes had a kind of awe-inspiring look that was not in line with his meekness.

The gods and Buddhas in the temple also changed a completely different look, no longer looking sad and frustrated like before.

The Daoist and Demonic Masters are naturally first-class figures in the world.

It is worthy of Bodhisattva's low eyebrows and Vajra's glaring eyes.

"Lord of Myriad Domains."

Shu Yao didn't answer Jie Kong, but bit Wan Chuan and the title on his lips to greet him word by word.

He glanced at Wan Chuan and subconsciously took a step back, trying to hide himself behind Po Jun, and smiled coolly:

"I think the Lord of the Ten Thousand Regions has been enjoying a good life recently, and he doesn't care at all about the safety of the deity under the abyss."

Naive.

Do you think you can survive the disaster by hiding behind the Pojun?

He used to go crazy and break the army with seven kills, so that the three of Xuetian dared to fight together.

"Brother."

On the other side, Xuan and the peak master handed the sword back to Wei Heng, and she said bluntly: "I originally wanted to say that I was lucky enough to not let the brother hold the sword, but now it seems that there is still time for the brother to use it to stop a tragedy of blood splashing on the clean place of Buddhism." .”

Maybe Wan Chuan and the illegitimate child of the Ziwei Mystery Realm, after all, have a little bit of great luck to survive the catastrophe.

Seeing that he was about to die of hatred under the cold voice and silent shadow, a messenger talisman floated from the sky like a fallen leaf returning to the root and approaching the Lord of the Hanging Mountain.

The owner of the upside-down mountain does not accept it.

His sword energy overflowed like an autumn wind, and he was willing to open it after sweeping away all the evil spirit energy on the communication talisman:

"I don't know the name of the communication talisman on Gusha's side, so I think it's a low-level rat."

Gusha Mahayana was also very wronged, and was beaten into a low-level rat by the Lord of the Upside Down Mountain in a word.

"It's my two disciples, in their hands?"

Master Daoxuan didn't hesitate any longer, and tore off the communication talisman with a snort: "I have only one disciple, Changyan, and everyone knows it. Isn't it a joke for him to say that he arrested two of my disciples? Could it be that he thinks I really know how to trust Changyan?" Smoke in his hand? Isn't it absurd?"

Even spreading rumors is not willing to spend a little effort to find out clearly in advance.

Gu Sha of the Demonic Dao, no wonder it is about to end.

Breaking the military:"……"

He couldn't help but interjected: "Although I don't know why the group of people in Gusha think that you have two disciples, the mountain lord, but the messenger talisman clearly bears the aura of the chief of the noble sect."

Lord of the Hanging Mountain: "???"

Where did his second disciple come from? ? ?

Shu Yao said: "It's not uncommon for the people in Gusha to have poor brains. But their brains can be faked, and the aura of the chief of the noble sect really cannot be faked."

Two communication talismans swished one after another, and they were respectively in the hands of Xuanhe, the peak master and the dean of the academy.

Xuanhe Peak Master started to read, and his brows were worried: "Why is it Shuangjian again? Xuanshan's disciples are the most stable and general, but he is always the one who gets caught. Yunhe stays in the mountain gate good."

Everyone: "..."

So you really hope that something will happen to your disciple?

Lin Yunhe: "???"

Is he really Xuanhe's disciple?Isn't it the kind given by playing cards?

The more Xuanhe thought about it, the more worried he became, and sighed: "I think it's bad luck, and I have some conflicts with the magic way. I should take Shuangjian to pray to the gods and worship Buddha someday—"

After saying the four words of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, Xuan and Peak Master felt that something was wrong.

Among those who believe in gods and Buddhas, Abbot Wuchen asked him to take care of a demon king, and he could take care of his old friend.

Not to mention Abbot Jiekong, he was crushed and beaten by the demon king who lost all his cultivation base.

It can be seen that gods and Buddhas are not necessarily reliable.

After thinking about it, Xuan and Peak Master said indifferently: "Let's forget it."

God and Buddha: "???"

We stand in front of you and listen, changing the order day and night, don't we want to lose face? ? ?

Dean of the Academy: "..."

After the two episodes of Xuanhe Peak Master and Daoxuan Mountain Master, his desire to run over to let Gu Sha have a good look seems to be not so strong.

The dean was a little confused: "Shouldn't the most important thing at this time be how to rescue Chi Bi and the others?"

Or is it that only his apprentice is his own, and the other two are all fake? ? ?

The Gusha Mahayana who sent the messenger talisman was ignored by the three of them.

But with the three disciples in Gusha's hands, it can be said that it is not too much to make them use their weapons.

Shu Yao's gaze was fixed on Po Jun coldly.

Po Jun quickly dismissed the blame: "Not long after I returned to the Demonic Dao, I was summoned here by a summoning talisman from Abbot Jiekong before I was in order."

None of his business.

Wan Chuan and Wan Nian's rare desire to survive finally came online, and they dumped the blame together: "I am a soft-spoken person in Mo Daoren, and the seven domains are in charge of all normal affairs."

Shu Yao nodded: "I understand."

Looking back, the Lord of the Seven Regions, Wan Chuanhe, and Po Jun counted one by one.

No one can escape, so don't try to please them.

The backs of the two felt inexplicably cold.

"The matter of Abbot Jiekong and the Demon King, since the abbot is still not far from the usual, let's talk about it later."

Shu Yao pressed his hands on the cold silent shadow, and if there was no wisp of sword energy lingering around his body.

This illusory wisp alone can make everyone feel the sharpness of the murderous intent, like falling into an ice cave.

No one would doubt the identity of this overly good-looking young man as the Master of Demonic Dao.

Shu Yao said: "It's my ineffective supervision, I will give you an explanation."

He didn't shirk, and didn't bother to explain.

Because all the true chapters will be clearly seen under the sword.

"Wait a minute!"

Abbot Jiekong called him to stop, and asked without thinking: "I remember that the Demon King reached an agreement with the Demon Lord, and then he was sealed and came to the world."

Shu Yao: "Yes."

Abbot Jiekong said: "But when the demon king attacked the old monk, his cultivation was still intact and intact."

Even if Abbot Jiekong didn't directly say a word about Shu Yao from the beginning to the end, this sentence put a lot of suspicion on him.

Combined with the current environment, it is even more shocking.

The temple was so quiet for a moment that only the sound of the rosary beads in the hands of Abbot Jiekong was left.

Abbot Jiekong seemed to be sighing: "I don't want to make such a statement, just to arouse suspicion for no reason, and cause the two ways of immortals and demons to be at odds."

After his intentionally or unintentionally aggravating the two ways of immortals and demons, everyone suddenly remembered that no matter how many secret histories could be written about the tortuous love between Shu Yao and Wei Heng, his true identity was still the supreme master of the demonic way.

Dao and demon are incompatible demons.

Shu Yao wanted to laugh a little.

Having already said that, I really want to go on and on, so why add a "do not want" in front of it to pretend to be pure and pure.

Abbot Jiekong: "However, the cultivation level of the demon king who was sealed by the demon king himself has not been sealed. Once the demon king came out of the abyss, several chiefs of the immortal way all had trouble in the demon way."

Abbot Jiekong concealed a bone-chilling knife in his implicit words, as if he hadn’t said anything, or as if he had said everything:

"If the old man remembers correctly, before the previous Mozun ascended to the position of Mozun, he was just like when Mozun was the envoy of Greedy Wolf. We entered the solitude together."

Shu Yao's eyes became colder.

Po Jun murmured: "As the abbot of Liudao Temple, do you want to splash blood on Liudao Temple?"

Abbot Jiekong is not afraid of cold voices and silent shadows, but Po Jun is afraid of cleaning up the mess for Shu Yao.

Abbot Jiekong: "Don't blame me for thinking too much, it's really a coincidence. The devil king was born from the evil spirit of loneliness, and he has the same source as the devil, so I can't help but think too much."

Shu Yao said: "You should really thank my Taoist companion."

Everyone was stunned.

Even Abbot Jiekong didn't react for a while.

Shu Yao's face was expressionless: "If it wasn't for my Taoist companion being the Daoist of Immortal Dao, he is a good person who must be worthy of his conscience in everything. Have you seen your place in Liudao Temple? No, blood will be splashed three feet long ago."

His arrogance, arrogance in tone, and naturalness of his behavior are all things that can make people itch with hatred.

But even Abbot Jiekong didn't react for a while, and couldn't think of how to deal with it.

He knew that what Shu Yao said was not a lie, but that he really dared to draw his sword against many Mahayanas in front of Liudao Temple.

He even vaguely felt that he should have this kind of demeanor that people love and hate.

Shu Yao raised his eyes, and there was a cold light rolling inside, like a moving blade, pressing on every step of the way:

"If you think too much, do you apologize?"

Abbot Jiekong came over and breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "Of course I apologize."

"Will it be announced to the world?"

Abbot Jiekong gave it all up, and promised him, "Let the world know that Demon Lord is innocent."

"That's good."

Shu Yao nodded, confidently: "Otherwise, my Taoist couple and I have been discussing how to organize the joint membership ceremony, who to invite, and what kind of wine to use. If you do something like this, it will be a flaw in the ointment after all."

Abbot Jiekong: "..."

Po Jun almost wanted to kneel down for Shu Yao's madness that he never forgot to see through the stitches all the time, and he said with a headache: "Shouldn't it be about how to save the chiefs of the Immortal Dao in Gusha's hands?"

This is indeed a big problem.

The heads of the six sects are all amazingly talented people, they seem to be the pillars of the next generation, the backbone of the future of the immortal world, will be entrusted with the heavy responsibility of the six sects, and must not be broken in the hands of Gusha.

"The abbot thinks he doesn't trust me and Po Jun."

When Shu Yao faced Wei Heng, the cold light in his eyes melted into flowers blooming from Ling Han on the ice and snow sand: "Why don't Ah Heng go?"

Wei Heng responded, "It's okay to go there, but you're in the Six Paths Temple—"

He couldn't help feeling worried.

This chain of events came about strangely.

Not to mention who deliberately took the knife from the demon king, and who instigated Gu Sha behind the scenes to attack the juniors of the immortal way, their purpose is very clear.

It's Shu Yao.

Although Abbot Jiekong is said to be the master of the Six Sects of Immortal Dao, but remembering that he most likely hid himself in the secret realm of Ziwei on purpose, Wei Heng cannot guarantee Abbot Jiekong's position.

Shu Yao's smile warmed up in the corner of his eyes, his voice was soft, but his expression was proud:

"My Cold Voice and Silent Shadow have been honed for 300 years. Of course, it is not to splash my blood on Liudao Temple regardless of right and wrong, but it is not to drag my Taoist partner back and distract him at critical moments."

If Abbot Jiekong didn't interject, this would be a loving scene where sword cultivators would cry and Po Jun would be silent.

It's a pity that Abbot Jiekong interrupted.

No matter how hesitant he was, no matter how modestly he spoke, he was still interrupting.

Abbot Jiekong is still hesitant to speak as always, and he will stop when he clicks:

"It's not that I want to question Dao Zun..."

Wan Chuanhe interjected subconsciously: "But you still intend to question Daoist Master."

Abbot Jiekong: "..."

Wan Chuan and Tut Tut sighed: "You say you Buddhist practitioners, why are you so duplicity in what you say, and what you say is not what you say, but what your body does is another matter?"

Everyone fell into a strange silence, and the eyes looking at Abbot Jiekong also changed a bit.

It does not matter.

The important thing is that when Wan Chuanhe discovered that Shu Yao looked at him, he miraculously warmed up a little.

He was greatly encouraged, and planned to make persistent efforts, and stubbornly vowed not to give up until he rescued his neck from the cold and silent shadow.

Abbot Jiekong forced a smile and pretended not to hear:

"It's just that I think that when Daoist and Mozun are deeply in love, they will inevitably be defenseless, love blinds their eyes..."

Wan Chuanhe: "Hey, Abbot, you know so well, did you talk about it before?"

Everyone's expressions became even weirder.

They thought of the secret history of Liudao Temple, which is said to be the secret history of the Liudao Temple, which is said to have been made by Abbot Jiekong.

I also thought of what Wan Chuanhe said about being upright in his mouth, saying the same thing about his body——

Inevitably some bad associations.

Could it be that their monks' emotional pursuit of others is such a move that makes people want to beat them up soberly?

The owner of the inverted mountain finally couldn't bear it anymore: "My disciple is in the hands of Gusha, it has nothing to do with trivial matters, and it can be simplified as long as possible."

He is still waiting to finish the whole process and go back to retreat to clean up. By the way, before the retreat, he throws the long smoke into the sword formation and practice it well. Don't always run around and make trouble.

Abbot Jiekong can also keep it simple, and never give Wan Chuanhe any chance to interrupt: "I don't worry about Daoist going to the Demon Way."

Wei Heng's expression remained still, as if he didn't see Abbot Jiekong in his eyes at all, and listened to his doubts.

Po Jun closed his eyes in horror, as if he heard the wind of cold and silent shadows coming out of their sheaths.

"The abbot has been hiding from the world for a long time, maybe he doesn't know the rules of our sword cultivators."

This sentence of Xuanhe Peak Master actually imitated what Po Jun said earlier.

The moon rises from Kunlun in her palm, shining brightly, just like her beautiful face, soft and graceful, with hidden murderous intentions.

"Whether we sword cultivators can or not, it's up to us to draw our swords. It's not something that can be moved lightly and cleverly by others."

The sword qi roared and swept past, like a rain of arrows.

Abbot Jiekong didn't dodge or evade, his feet took root as if standing in place.

The sword energy stopped an inch before his face.

Shu Yao sneered, "My Taoist companion killed 200 demon species [-] years ago, and since then it has been recognized as the number one in the world, unshakable. What kind of bastard are you, how dare you say you are worried?"

The dean of the academy was on the verge of collapse by what they said, and exploded: "Is there a charter after all? My disciple is still lying on Moxiu's body! If you are entangled, I will go to Gusha first Settle the accounts, and then come and have a good talk with you!"

Everyone's heart froze.

Maybe the honest man got angry, which was especially scary.

Maybe it was a fight between scholars, which was very scary.

Anyway, Abbot Jiekong kept his mouth shut.

Wei Heng: "Life is the most important thing, I will go to the Demon Realm to save people first, and we will talk about the rest later."

When he said something, it was a final decision.

Because even if Dao Zun's false name can't deter people like Abbot Jiekong, the number one sword in the world can always do it.

Shu Yao seemed to understand what Wei Heng was worried about, and said with a smile, "Don't worry."

How dare you believe me.

How dare I not let you have the confidence to trust me?

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Wei Heng's eyebrows: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Breaking the military:"……"

He felt incredible.

So, why did Abbot Jiekong have to leave Shu Yao in Liudao Temple regardless?

Mingming Daoist stay in Liudao Temple is the best choice for you, me, and everyone.

Leaving Shu Yao in the temple, Abbot Jiekong is not afraid of his own blood splashing on Liudao Temple, so why don't you think about the precious buildings of Liudao Temple that have been passed down for thousands of years?

Can this dilapidated old house be stronger than the magic palace, and can it stand the cold sound and shadow?

When Po Jun looked at Abbot Jiekong, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

In fact, he is not alone.

Abbot Jiekong is about to be hit hard by a kiss from Tanlang Envoy.

Everyone thought sympathetically.

"That... Abbot, I was too impatient to argue with you, and I didn't consider your mood."

Master Xuanhe cleared his throat, and said embarrassedly: "But don't mind too much, you are a monk and a clean person, why force it?"

Abbot Jiekong: "???"

Although he really didn't want to see the Dao and the Demon twin respecting each other purely in Buddhism.

But at this time, would Xiandao be a little more understanding?

Unlike the one he knew...

Xuanhe and the peak master muttered softly again: "Although I don't know why you must keep us, Abbot."

This is a good question.

Po Jun said casually: "Maybe the abbot was injured by the devil, he is bored of recuperating, and wants us to come over and play a table of cards?"

Abbot Jiekong: "..."

Buddha Mingjian, he is not the kind of monk who is addicted to gambling.

"play cards?"

The man's voice passed through the courtyard door and asked abruptly:

"Didn't Ah Wei come to Liudao Temple to discuss Taoism with the abbot? Why did it become a game of cards?"

It was Ren Linliu who spoke.

He patiently stuffed several bottles of Heavenly King Baoxin Pill for the head of Xuanshan, waited patiently for the head to get better, and then set off to Liudao Temple together.

The concern for the master's condition along the way almost made the master who knew the inside story drink a few more bottles of Tianwang Baoxin Dan.

Fortunately, Jiang Changxing saved him.

The two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years first held hands and looked at each other, and then they had a very happy conversation.

Jiang Changxing was also surprised and said, "Didn't Yunya discuss the Tao with Xuanhe? Why did Xuanhe play cards with others?"

The logic of this is worth pondering.

Jiang Yunya and Xuanhe Peak Master both seemed to be strangled by their throats. Even though their eyes were turning white and they were in danger, they still tried to struggle needlessly.

Especially Xuan and Peak Master, it is not an exaggeration to say that she was ecstatic when she saw her master who had been away for 300 years.

But before she rushed forward to question her, she encountered such a death problem.

Xuanhe Peak Master was overjoyed and saddened, had ups and downs, and couldn't speak for a while.

Ren Linliu: "What about A-Heng? It seems that I came here by accident. When I first came to Liudao Temple, I saw him fly away to the Demonic Way."

Ren Linliu was both gratified and helpless: "Oh, I haven't seen you in 300 years, Ah-Heng's nature is still as upright as before, and he hates demons like a vengeful."

Abbot Jiekong really couldn't stand his filter, and said:

"To tell you the truth, the Daoist and the current Mozun agree with each other..."

It is a bit difficult to say that he is jealous of demons.

"is it?"

Ren Linliu said in surprise, sighing infinitely: "I didn't expect Ah Wei and Tai Yi to be single, but Ah Heng is the most unexpected, having a Taoist companion. It's just that Mozun is a bit surprising."

The word Mozun, at the first glance, the first thing people pay attention to is not whether the Mozun is male or female, beautiful or ugly——

But this magic word.

Ren Linliu was a little puzzled: "However, if the matter between Ah Heng and Mozun can be accomplished, shouldn't you value the difference between immortals and demons?"

"Why did things become so difficult when we came to Jiekong and Wan Xiaoniang?"