In just a moment, those people came close, densely packed together, like migratory birds.
Those people landed on the top of the mountain one after another. The leading old man wearing the Five Elements Sect Taoist uniform looked around and laughed: "Okay, lively, lively."
Seeing this, Fan Hai chuckled and said: "Yu Jizi, since you are a monk, why don't you come here to join in the fun if you don't find a quiet place to meditate."
Jade Jizi stroked his long beard with his hand and said with a proud smile: "Lonely and lonely, independent and not changing, walking around without slacking off, the way of stillness and movement, everything is spiritual. If your mind is calm, you will feel peaceful even in the bustling city. If
If you are impatient, you will not be able to calm down even if you are in a dry pond and deep in the mountains."
Fan Hai sneered and spat: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but you are still a lot of stinky shit."
Yu Jizi chuckled: "That's because you like to smell it, so I let you go."
The two had obviously known each other for many years, but their relationship was not very harmonious, and they might have fought. So when they met, they started teasing each other tit for tat, and the result seemed to be evenly matched.
Another gray-haired Taoist behind Yu Jizi slowly took two steps forward and said leisurely: "Old Demon Fan, you have always been so aloof and aloof, why did you come to swim in this muddy water today for these two treasures? Look at it like this
Come on, you are pretending to be noble."
Fan Hai smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Although those two treasures are valuable, I have no interest in them at all. If you blindly borrow foreign objects during your cultivation, you will never be able to achieve success."
"Okay!" The Taoist smiled and said happily, "Since you said you don't want to, please stay on the sidelines and watch later. Don't ruin our good deeds."
"I can make my own decision whether to sit back and watch, so why do you need to tell me what to do?" He glanced at the man, raised the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Besides, the outcome of our battle three hundred years ago has not yet been decided. If I get itchy for a moment,
, I might want to challenge you."
The Taoist suddenly looked unhappy and was about to speak when someone behind him laughed and said, "Yu Qingzi, why does it matter whether he takes action or not? Don't forget that we are here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of five people wearing blue Taoist uniforms walking aside. Among them were two great masters, two giant masters, and one powerful master. The man who spoke was a haggard old man, his face was full of
The wrinkled, sparse white hair is very disheveled, but the beard is very neatly combed.
Yu Qingzi turned to look at the withered old man and smiled coldly: "Zuo Sansi, haven't you suffered enough from the loss two hundred years ago? It's good to want treasures, but you also have to see how much you weigh.
Your Ten Thousand Demons Sect has not produced a real master in ten thousand years, and it has already fallen into decline. It would be unwise for you to come here and die if you don't go back and uphold your own traditions."
Zuo Sansi seemed to have been hit hard by what he said. His face trembled, and his originally sallow face became even more pale. He lightly tapped the wooden stick in his hand and coldly snorted: "I came here to fight for this sect precisely because of the decline of the sect.
Two treasures, each of these two treasures is comparable to the Nanming Lihuo two thousand years ago, how could our Ten Thousand Demons Sect miss it."
A great sage master from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect sighed sadly when he heard this: "Speaking of the Nanming Lihuo plant two thousand years ago, it reminds me of those past events. At that time, all the monks were fighting for this treasure.
His head was taken off, and the entire Chiyan Mountain was buried for thousands of miles. How many heroes and masters died in that battle."
An elder from Tianjian Sect said: "Hey, in the end it was all thanks to Ling Daoxu. If he hadn't taken away Nanming Lihuo by force, I don't know how long the dispute would have lasted."
A master sage from Heitian Sect was not angry when he heard this and snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? Of course everyone wants such a treasure that is so attractive to Taoist Masters. It is inevitable to fight for bloodshed. Ling Daoxu snatched it."
It's okay to kill Nanming Lihuo, but you still want to praise him, it makes no sense." He thought about it, but still felt unhappy, and said, "Besides, Ling Daoxu also killed many people, and all of them were giants.
The above-mentioned masters have made our various sects unable to regain their strength."
That day, the elder of the Sword Sect was robbed by him. He felt depressed and retorted loudly: "The treasures of heaven and earth are originally for the strong. Ling Daoxu's Taoism is profound, and we are not even ten thousandths of a chance to defeat him. Let him take it."
You took that treasure with all your heart, but you have no shame in judging others behind their backs."
"What did you say!" The master from the Black Sky Sect was furious when he heard this. He yelled and was about to step forward to take action, but was stopped by his fellow sect next to him.
At this time, three white-haired old men emerged from the crowd, followed by a male and a female powerful master. These five people were none other than the culprits who killed Li Qianmo's mentor: the Three Saints of Xinglou and Li Yunxiang.
When Li Qianmo saw them appearing, his anger suddenly surged up. His heart was irritated for a moment, and he felt the world was spinning. He staggered two steps and was about to faint. Chu Xingyao was not far away from him, and he reached out to help him, but Fan Qingying snatched him away.
First, Fan Qingying supported Li Qianmo, turned to look at Chu Xingyao who stretched out his hands, frowned slightly, and said displeased: "Who are you? You are not allowed to touch my brother."
Chu Xingyao thought of Fan Qingying's appearance before, so he naturally didn't dare to say anything, pursed his lips and retreated to the side, looking a little lonely.
The masters from all sides know the Three Saints of Xinglou and know that the three of them are masters of the third level of Hedao and that the three of them can defeat the masters of the fourth level of Hedao together. Naturally, they do not dare to neglect. An elder of Yijianmen
Immediately he asked: "The Three Saints have something to say?"
Liu Kunyuan smiled and nodded, and said slowly: "I believe everyone knows that this Li Qianmo was originally my disciple of Xiaoyao Valley. Alas, what a pity, what a pity." He suddenly shook his head and sighed, looking very sad, and continued, "Zong
Unfortunately, we have such a lawless traitor, who actually killed his mentor and defected from the valley. My poor nephew, Yuan Daozhen, lost his life in such a mysterious way..."
When he said this, he choked on his words and a few tears actually flowed from his eyes.
Li Qianmo fell into Fan Qingying's arms and listened to Liu Kunyuan's words word for word. He felt like needles pricking his heart. His grief and anger were uncontrollable. With tears in his eyes, he shouted: "You're talking nonsense, I didn't kill you."
Master, it’s you, it’s you who killed Master, you beast, I’m going to kill you…”
He was already exhausted at this time, and even if he screamed at the top of his lungs, he would not make much noise. All that came out of his throat was mute, and only a few people around him could hear his words.
After screaming, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and finally couldn't scream. He could only stare at the Three Saints of Star Tower with his blood-red eyes, as fierce as if he wanted to eat people.
When Chu Chu saw him like this from the side, he felt heartbroken and took out a white silk to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth frequently.
Liu Kunyuan raised his sleeves to wipe away a few tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued: "This evil beast not only killed his mentor, but also killed my grandson. I am here to personally capture him and bring him back to Xiaoyao Valley.
I hope it will be convenient for you to send him to the sacrifice platform to be tortured."
As soon as these words came out, everyone started to make noises. Only one person from Yijianmen stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu is really funny. That Li Qianmo went on a killing spree in Hezhou, Xiniu. He set up a formation and killed the disciples of each sect.
I don't know how many, plus the number of people killed on weekdays, it would be eighty if not a hundred. If every sect uses this as an excuse, how will this matter be resolved?" After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Wen Dao and Dan Chenzi couldn't help but feel sad when they saw the scene in front of them. Dan Chenzi frowned and said in a cold voice: "The elders of these sects are so shameless, and they don't hide their intention to snatch Li Qianmo's treasure.
It’s really infuriating.”
After hearing the Tao, put your hands together and say silently: "Sin, sin."
Bai Mu heard Dan Chenzi's words and sneered: "So what if you cover it up? It's not just that they want to seize treasures and kill people. People below the giants will still come after Li Qianmo under the guise of revenge. These old guys rely on their cultivation
He is superb, so he is naturally fearless and has laid out his plans to snatch it away."
Dan Chenzi secretly resented it, took out a jade and crushed it. A talisman's light quickly swam out and disappeared into the air in an instant.