When the northeast of the motherland has entered early winter, the Central Plains is in late autumn and the leaves are colorful, Linbian City, southern Xinjiang Province, is still in late summer with green trees, but at night, the temperature will be particularly cool and pleasant.
Mountains and dense forests are lush and lush.
The Fudimen Sect, which once flourished in the remote areas of southern border for hundreds of years, was not affected even in the war years, is now sad and cold. The inside and outside of the sect in Linshan Yuancheng was unstoppable.
Because of the reason, weeds are everywhere, doors and windows are old, and the bases of the shaded walls are covered with moss.
In the evening.
An old man wearing a simple baseball cap got off the last bus leading to the suburbs, walked along the deserted path for a long time to the location of the Fudimen Sect.
As soon as he reached the gate of the sect, the old man suddenly stopped and looked to the left with great vigilance.
But under a towering tree a few meters away, a young Taoist priest with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a blue-black Taoist robe.
Seeing the old man looking over, the little Taoist priest bowed and bowed: "Do you dare to ask if it is Cai Xian, the leader of the sect?"
"You recognized the wrong person." The old man turned around and left.
"If you are the leader of Sect Cai, my master said that in the world, only the mountain gate can save you, and only the mountain gate can protect the land gate from extinction."
The old man suddenly turned around: "Little real person is..."
The young Taoist priest bowed and bowed: "My master is Zhixuan, the mountain gate. If you are the leader of the sect, if you believe in the mountain gate, please follow me..."
“Where to go?”
"Kunlun."
This cautious old man was Cai Xian, the leader of the Fudi Sect who had been away for two years. He knew that his younger brother, his junior brother, and even their apprentices and children had died in the past two years.
In the hands of the inheritor of the art Diao Ping. Since Diao Ping can find Liao Yongshan, Cai Li and others, then he... may not escape even if he hides at the end of the world. Therefore, in order not to implicate his family and apprentices, Cai Xian left blood for the Fudimen Sect
Inheritance, I had to wander around the country alone, fearing that if I lived there for a long time, I would suddenly "meet" Diao Ping in search of revenge.
After hearing the little Taoist priest's words, Cai Xian, who had to be cautious and suspicious, couldn't believe it and said, "Little Zhenren, how long have you been waiting for me here?"
"It's almost half a year, we take turns waiting for you here. It's my turn for this half of the day."
"Why should I believe you?" Cai Xian frowned.
"My master said, you have no choice. Your younger brother, his children, disciples, and sixteen Buddhist Tantric Vajras died in Qiqihar last year. Buddhist Tantric Buddhism had to withdraw from the Qimen River. Today, I am the only one who can do so.
The mountain gate is an enemy of the inheritor of tricks, so Sect Master Cai can only believe and rely on the mountain gate, otherwise you will know the consequences very well."
Cai Xian remained silent and fell into deep thought.
The little Taoist priest was not in a hurry and stood quietly under the big tree.
After a long time, Cai Xian nodded.
...
A few days later.
Outside the railway station in Tianshui City, Ganning Province.
Diao Ping, wearing a black down jacket, got off the bus and walked towards the ticket hall of the train station with his luggage bag on his back.
As soon as he walked to the center of the square, someone came towards him and stood in front of him: "You are Diao Ping, right?"
Diao Ping, wearing a baseball cap, frowned slightly at the young man. He was slender and tall, with a black windbreaker, handsome appearance, and dusty temperament. Especially the long silver hair that was casually tied behind his head made him look like a fairy and
Like a monster.
When the tourists passing by in the square saw the white-haired young man, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Yaohuang Sect Bai Xingyong." Diao Ping said indifferently: "Is there anything to ask me for?"
"If it's convenient, let's find a secluded place to talk." Bai Xingyong said with a smile: "It's rare to see the famous inheritor of tricks, give him face, right?"
Diao Ping showed hesitation.
Suddenly, his eyes were cold and looked straight into the train station like a blade. He heard the rumbling sound of the rumbling train that was passing by without stopping. He sensed the rich breath of the Voldegoon warlock, following the speeding train
, getting farther and farther away.
At this moment, Diao Ping's murderous intent appeared.
Bai Xingyong felt the strong murderous aura and couldn't help but become more vigilant. He pinched his hands with one hand, and the silver wire tied behind his head broke free from the bondage of the knot, and was shaking without wind.
"Don't be nervous, I just sensed the person from Fudimen Gate, on the train that had just passed." Diao Ping sighed softly, shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, even if I'm standing now
On the platform of the train station, you can't stop your enemies, and the opportunity is not available."
Bai Xingyong's aura gradually dissipated and he smiled and said, "Please."
"please……"
Diao Ping silently recited the mental method to calm the anger in his heart. For no reason, he remembered what Su Chunfeng said to him when he was injured last year. There was a Tie Gua Immortal who used the realm of awakening the gods to make a fortune, and his words came true.
Fortune, revenge will definitely be accomplished. Now Pingyang Sect has been established. Each sect wakes up the spirit, and there are four people in the Great Perfect Qi Refining Realm. Diao Ping has also steadily entered the late Qi Refining Realm, and there is one and a half.
The holy guest minister, Feng Pingyao, is the honorary elder who is afraid of him?
And just now, I sensed the aura of the Fudimenmen on the train heading west. Judging from the intensity, it should be Cai Xian, the leader of the Fudimenmen. This time I go west, I will definitely meet Cai Xian.
Why bother to hurry?
Bai Xingyong drove Diao Ping to the outer ring road of Tianshui City, found a secluded place and stopped, and smiled and said, "To be honest, because the official publicly supports you and makes your name clear, the Qimen River will be pacified now.
Ping Jingjing did not unite against you, but it does not mean that Jianghu recognized you... Including me, Jizhi has been regarded as an evil spirit since ancient times, but today's era must integrate into Qimen Jianghu.
People can't accept it. Although anyone can understand or even support you in your revenge, you and your master have never done anything big.
What is evil, but who can guarantee that the inheritor of tricks will not do that in the future? Furthermore, as we all know now, your inner demons are extremely violent and prone to recurrence. Who can guarantee that you will not become a major trouble in the Qimen River in the future
?It's a pity that Su Chunfeng and I are friends, my brother, and he supports you too, so I can't do anything about it. So a few days ago, I learned that you were passing by Qinling Province, so I took a try and went all the way
I came here, if I couldn’t meet you, it would be fine. If I met you, I would challenge you. If I didn’t fight you, I always feel regretful.”
Diao Ping frowned and nodded, "If you are not afraid of being hurt, if Su Chunfeng agrees, I will fight you."
"Don't, this is our business, don't let him know." Bai Xingyong said quickly.
"Then I won't fight with you."
"It seems you can't help but?" Bai Xingyong snorted coldly.
Diao Ping narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't want to die, it's best not to speak in a tone that threatens me. My patience is not as great as you think."
Bai Xingyong smiled and nodded, "It's worthy of being Diao Ping... I'll call him."
...
When he received a call from Bai Xingyong, Su Chunfeng, who took the time to run back home, was playing with the child in his bedroom with a smile. In fact, the older child just a few days ago, everything he saw was hazy, only
It just responds to light and sound.
But even so, Su Chunfeng was still amused.
"Okay, okay, let the child sleep for a while... You are really a person! The child is still young, and the doctor said he should sleep more!" Wang Haifei pushed Su Chunfeng to the side with a little angrily.
Su Chunfeng was so happy that the phone ringing rang, so he continued the phone and walked out.
"Hey, Lao Bai, what's the matter?"
"I was in Tianshui and met Diao Ping and wanted to discuss with him. As a result, Diao Ping said that you need your consent, how about it?"
When Su Chunfeng heard Bai Xingyong's words, he sighed with a long sigh. It was a blessing that he had been foresighted in his two lives, polished Diao Ping's hostility almost the same, helped him suppress his inner demons, and led the establishment of Pingyang Sect.
, incorporate Diao Ping into Pingyang Sect and bound him with the rules of the sect. Otherwise, Diao Ping's heart would definitely accept Bai Xingyong's challenge without hesitation - these two fights were a little bit better
Until then, once the battle begins, neither side will be able to stop.
Walking to the open-air courtyard on the second floor, Su Chunfeng lit a cigarette and said, "Old Bai, I understand your thoughts, but now, you can't fight with Diao Ping. Wait for at least half a year, and Diao Ping's great revenge will be avenged.
, If you still want to fight him, I'll arrange it."
"Why can't it now?"
"The matter here is quite complicated, and I can't explain it to you on the phone." Su Chunfeng said: "Let's talk when you have time. Give Diao Ping the phone."
Bai Xingyong had no choice but to hand the phone to Diao Ping.
Diao Ping hesitated for a moment and took the phone: "Deputy Sect Master."
"Pingwa, Bai Xingyong has no malice. Don't take it seriously. This time, I don't have to fight with him. Focus on your way to seek revenge." Su Chunfeng said: "Before killing Cai Xian, try not to fight with anyone,
Do you remember to prevent the regeneration of hostility and inner demons?”
"Um."
"Okay, I'll just give you these words."
Diao Ping returned the phone to Bai Xingyong.
Bai Xingyong was amused and cried. After taking the phone, he said in surprise: "Chunfeng, Diao Ping just called you the deputy sect leader, what did he mean?"
"Get time to come to Zhongzhou and let's meet and have a conversation."
"good."
...
On the far away train.
Cai Xian, whose cold sweat was fading from his back, closed his eyes and pretended to be calm. When he passed by Tianshui Railway Station just now, he felt the powerful and cold mind power extremely clearly, wrapped in unstoppable murderous intent and magic power fluctuations, and was bravely aware of his fierceness.
He rushed towards him. Fortunately, after escaping from the capital, Cai Xian maintained a high level of vigilance all the time, so that he could use magic defense very promptly. Moreover, in a hurry, the opponent did not have time to launch the strongest attack.
The express train was fast and helped Cai Xian lucky to escape from the opponent's magic to attack Fan Wei. Otherwise, his life would be over.
Cai Xian is sure that the person who performed the surgery at Tianshui Railway Station just now was Diao Ping.
Unexpectedly, things in the world are so coincidental.
The little Taoist priest sitting next to him asked softly with curiosity: "Master Cai, we just passed by Tianshui Railway Station. Some warlocks used magic tricks to attack. Are they the inheritor of tricks?"
"Yes." Cai Xian nodded without opening his eyes.
"Don't worry, my master said that the mountain gate should protect you, so you will definitely not be in danger." The little Taoist priest said seriously.
Cai Xian nodded with a wry smile.
But he knew in his heart that he was the leader of Fudimen. The unforgivable things that Fudimen did under his instructions have been announced to the world. Not to mention that the Qimen River and the world cannot tolerate him, and he has always been separated from the world and has nothing to do with the world.
, Buddhist Tantric Buddhism is absolutely impossible to tolerate him. It’s just that tricks come back to the world. As for the situation today, the situation is turbulent and turbulent, the mountain gate is just to use it, a damn sinner, to deal with the inheritor of tricks. As for how to use him...
Cai Xian didn't know, but he knew that he wouldn't have a good ending after all.
This time, I am willing to follow the instructions of the mountain gate and go to Kunlun with this little Taoist priest. Isn’t it that the mountain gate can be trusted and that the magic inheritance of the lower Fudimen will not be killed by Diao Ping, the inheritor of the trick.
From then on, will it disappear into the long river of history of Qimen River?
Of course, it would be best if we could survive.
Cai Xian wondered if he had the opportunity to meet a Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, could he put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha, convert to Buddhism, and thus be protected by Buddhism?