When Long Aotian Dressed as a White Lotus

Suddenly, there was chaos all around.

Therefore, no one noticed that at the moment Ling Zhengqing fell into a demon, Qin Jiangli's expression changed in the crowd, his body was unstable, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his lips.

At the moment when the devil's breath entered Ling Zhengqing's spiritual root, the devil's breath in his meridians suddenly boiled like a carnival, almost breaking through his meridians, rushing into his spiritual root, and occupying his entire consciousness.

With his firm mind, Qin Jiangli forcibly suppressed him at the last moment.

But the devil's breath in his meridians surged crazily as if he smelled the breath of killing.

On the other side, Ling Feixue, who was originally sitting beside Ling Zhengqing, was taken aback, and then saw her father's strange appearance of losing his mind, his eyes were red, his expression was twisted, his hands were clinging to seeing and carrying powerful spiritual power , to her.

Ling Feixue screamed in fright.

The next moment, she was hugged by a person and pulled aside.

Ling Feixue turned her eyes sideways and saw that it was Ling Yiyun.

The next moment, Ling Zhengqing slashed at Ling Yiyun with a sword.

Although Ling Zhengqing's cultivation was a whole realm higher than Ling Yiyun's, but at this moment her sanity was completely lost, and she had no rules to speak of.Ling Yiyun drew his sword, barely blocked his blow, and then jumped back a few feet, barely dodging.

The next moment, he let go of Ling Feixue without looking sideways, turned around with his sword in hand, and flew towards Ling Zhengqing.

The monks around were all frightened and backed away one after another, but none of them dared to go forward.

Although there were many monks present, the person in front of him was the head of Qingxuanzong, one of the three major sects, and his cultivation was advanced.He suddenly lost his temper, and there were not many people present who could be his enemies.Moreover, if Qing Xuanzong was provoked by beheading this person, no other sect could bear it.

For a moment, everyone dispersed subconsciously.

Ling Yiyun flew forward, raised his sword to block Ling Zhengqing's sword edge, and saved an elder under his sword.

But Ling Yiyun naturally couldn't bear Ling Zhengqing's attack.After the blow, the meridians in his arm were numb, and he could hardly hold the sword.

The next moment, Ling Zhengqing drew back the blade again and slashed at him.

Ling Yiyun struggled to raise his sword to stop him.

The next moment, there was a clang, and the sword's edge collided with sparks.

Ling Yiyun raised his head and saw Zhai Tingshen standing in front of him, blocking the blow for him.

"What are you doing in a daze!" He heard Di Ting shout. "Ling Zhengqing has gone mad, if you don't kill him, when will you wait!"

The next moment, he and Ling Zhengqing were fighting together.

Di Tingshen is no more than a Nascent Soul at this time.Together with Ling Yiyun, he was barely able to withstand Ling Zhengqing's attack.

However, because Ling Zhengqing was insane, she used up all her cultivation in every blow, and she looked completely reckless.

At this moment, Ling Zhengqing stopped all movements and stopped in place.

Blood spurted out.

Everyone present saw that Ling Xiao flew up from his seat, drew out the Qiushui sword, and from behind Ling Zhengqing, sent the sword sharply from the back of his neck and into his throat.

The sword pierced from the back of Ling Zhengqing's neck, pierced through his entire neck, and pierced out from his throat.

Ling Xiao pulled out the blood-stained Qiushui sword expressionlessly, and Ling Zhengqing fell down.

People who have become obsessed, although fierce and irrational, always focus on attacking with all their strength and don't know how to protect themselves, so they will say that all blind spots are exposed.

Ling Xiao had seen many such people in his previous life, so he was quite comfortable dealing with them.Under the suppression of Zhai Tingshen and Ling Yiyun, he was able to leapfrog to kill Ling Zhengqing.

Ling Feixue on the side screamed and passed out.

Suddenly the dust settled, and everyone present who hadn't recovered their senses were all stunned in place.

That slender and cold beautiful fairy beheaded her adoptive father and master with one blow.At this time, the sword tip was stained with blood, and even the long skirt fluttered by the pure white gauze was stained with blood.

Ling Yiyun was also stunned.

"Let's leave the follow-up matters to senior brother." Ling Xiao said with a normal face as if he had crushed a small flying insect to death. "Presumably the disciple competition should be pushed back."

Ling Yiyun looked at him dumbly and nodded for a moment.

Seeing him nodding his head, Ling Xiao clasped his fists in salute, and flew away—not forgetting that when he passed by the lower square, he picked up his apprentice precisely by the way, and flew away with his sword.

That scene was too bloody, what can I do to scare the little trash under my door.

Over there, Zhai Ting, who watched Ling Xiao go away with his sword, turned his head to look at Ling Yiyun.

Ling Yiyun's previous gentle and elegant smile had long since disappeared, and she stared blankly at Ling Zhengqing who was lying on the ground.

Blood was still gurgling from Ling Zhengqing's throat.

"Why, are you scared stupid?" Zhai Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, and asked with a bit of disdain in his heart.

Ling Yiyun didn't reply, nor did he look up at him.

Zhai Tingshen continued: "He has lost his temper and can only die."

Ling Yiyun didn't speak again.

Ling Xiao usually ignores him, but now even his senior brother doesn't answer him.Why, is this master's sect inherited from the ancestors?

Di Tingshen had never been ignored like this before.Ling Xiao can bear it, so why is this person in front of him?

He immediately frowned, and said impatiently: "You..."

The next moment, he was interrupted by Ling Yiyun.

"I know." Ling Yiyun said.

His voice was still gentle and peaceful, but it sounded a little trembling.

"Huh?" Di Tingshen didn't react.

"I know he can only die." Ling Yiyun looked up at Zhai Tingshen.

"But," he continued, his voice low and inaudible. "However, since I was nine years old, he has been my master."

He just couldn't figure out why his gentle and kind master, whom he wanted to regard as an idol and a role model, would suddenly target his junior sister in such a way at the Immortal Dao Conference, and why he would suddenly go crazy.

He clearly... has always been a very good person.

Ling Yiyun lowered his eyes.

Di Ting was taken aback for a moment, looking at his appearance at this moment, he felt that he should comfort him.

After all, although the pain of the other party was not very obvious, but his master, who was as close as his biological father, died after going crazy in front of him, no matter how he thought about it, it was a bit miserable.

But Zhai Tingshen can't, he has neither learned what empathy is, nor how to comfort others.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

This kind of embarrassment made Zhai Ting feel a little embarrassed.

He racked his brains to come up with a "sorry".

Just when he was about to open his mouth to send this precious and barren "sorrow" to Ling Yiyun, Ling Yiyun raised his eyes to look at him.

He had a polite and apologetic smile on his face, and bowed to him: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Zhai. The incident happened suddenly, and I lost my composure."

Zhai Ting was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he heard Ling Yiyun continue to say: "Thank you, Brother Zhai, for your help just now. But it disturbed all the monks, and I had to go to appease you. I also ask Fellow Daoist Zhai to forgive me."

After finishing speaking, Ling Yiyun turned around and walked away with a normal expression, instructing his disciples to comfort the monks of various sects and send them back to the residence of each peak, and instructing his disciples to send Ling Feixue back who was unconscious.

Di Tingshen suddenly understood his reaction.

No matter how sad he is, there is still a sect behind him.Before Ling Zhengqing was alive, he was already used to handling the sect's affairs for the other party. Even if Ling Zhengqing died at this time, the responsibility of the entire sect was still on his shoulders.

He can be sad, but this sect needs someone who can stay awake and take care of the overall situation.

Di Ting looked at his back deeply, feeling a little irritable for some reason.

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When Qin Jiangli was brought to the sword by Ling Xiao, he let out a muffled snort.

Ling Xiao didn't look at him, he just stuffed him behind his back, and walked away with his sword.The silver-white swords under their feet were still stained with Ling Zhengqing's blood.

In Qin Jiangli's eyes, a dark red light suddenly appeared.

The next moment, he saw Ling Xiao turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Are you scared?"

Just when Qin Jiangli's eyes fell on Ling Xiao's side face, the demonic breath boiling in his meridians suddenly died down as if being strangled by his throat.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he saw Ling Xiao, all the bloodthirsty, irritability, and gloomy emotions that Qin Jiangli had stagnated in his chest were swept away.

It was like a breeze blowing by, taking away all the dust.

Qin Jiangli was taken aback.

Before he could react, he subconsciously raised his hand and hastily wiped away the blood stains on his lips.

Must not let Master know.he thought.

Like a brat who secretly did something wrong and hid it carefully, afraid of being noticed by his sweetheart, he raised his eyes to Ling Xiao and said, "...No."

His voice was a little hoarse, with some suppressed tremors.

Ling Xiao frowned: "I'm scared."

Qin Jiangli paused and hummed.

Then, he heard Ling Xiao say slowly: "If he has a clear conscience, every time he does something harmful to nature, he will naturally not go crazy. The most important thing in Taoism is not not to keep blood on his hands, but to abide by morality and heart , don’t do things that make yourself uncomfortable.”

Qin Jiang is silent.

Do you feel uneasy....

After a while, he asked: "So, Master, how is Moxiu?"

Ling Xiao said: "The demon cultivator can do as he pleases."

Qin Jiangli then asked: "Then, are demon cultivators all villains?"

Ling Xiao didn't know why he suddenly asked like this, but he immediately remembered the half of the demon cultivator's blood in this kid's body.

Ling Xiao said: "No, it's just that it's different from Taoism and Taoism, so we don't conspire with each other." Speaking of this, he warned again, saying: "However, many demon cultivators take shortcuts to achieve Taoism, or are controlled by demons. They are often bloodthirsty and indiscriminate, and many innocent lives are stained on their hands. Such a demon cultivator does evil things."

Thinking that his disciple will be a demon cultivator standing at the top of all living beings in the future, if he wants to kill someone, it will be extremely easy.Since ancient times, indiscriminate killing of innocent people has to bear karma, and the final effect is on oneself.

Therefore, he had to plan ahead, lest his disciple be controlled by the magic breath in the future and become a bloodthirsty person.

But he didn't see that the hopeful light in the eyes of the disciples behind him dimmed. .

"Yes." He heard the disciple say. "The disciple must obey the master's order."