The fifth volume of the strokes of the gods, the forty-sixth chapter
The altar became quiet again. Today, the front floor of Taoshan Mountain was quiet too many times, so naturally because there were too many shocking and speechless things.
Xiaoyu looked at Chen Pipi and said, "Cousin, you can hold on."
The head teacher knew the relationship between Chen Pipi and the South China Sea lineage, but others didn't know it. Hearing the girl in the South China Sea call out my man, he was surprised. At this time, he heard her call Chen Pipi cousin, and remembered that she had said before.
In that sentence, I realized that the young and knowledgeable person mentioned in that sentence was Chen Pipi himself.
Chen Pipi was also surprised. He listened to the girl's words and nodded subconsciously with the water bowl. Then he realized that he shouldn't nod. Has his father actually played the trick of getting married?
The war between the Xiling Temple and the Nanhai lineage is about to begin. In fact, neither side wants to start because they both belong to the Taoist sect and their opponents should be the academy.
When the situation developed to this point, only the head sect could solve the problem. After Zhishouguan lost Haotian's favor, the head sect was the co-lord of the Haotian Taoist Sect.
The head sect's performance today is very strange, because he didn't speak much from the beginning to the end and kept silent, which is completely different from the rumored image of irritability.
No one knows that it is because he thinks he is no longer the person he used to be.
Many years ago, when Xiong Chumo was not the head of Xiling, he was just an ordinary priest, he went to the wasteland to preach with his master, where he met his lifelong enemy, Lin Wu, the leader of the Demon Sect. This time
During the encounter, his lower abdomen was seriously injured by Lin Wu, and he was never humane again.
The inability to humanity is not necessarily a bad thing for practitioners. From that day on, Xiong Chumo eliminated human desires, practiced diligently, and finally entered the Tao with the principles of heaven, and then he gained the glory of today. His life-long enemy Lin Wu's twenty-year practice
After three years of cicada, he finally became Yu Lian, the third senior sister of the academy, and he also took the position of head of Xiling.
But this incident ultimately had a great impact on his temperament. The result of the preservation of the laws of nature and destroying human desires is not that human desires can really disappear without a trace, but the desire hidden deep in his body becomes stronger and stronger, until
Deformity, so he has become so irritable over the past few years.
Xiong Chumo likes his tall image, but he doesn't like his irritable and irritable image.
As the head of Xiling, he has seen a peak figure in the world of cultivation like himself. Those people, whether they are the three great priests, Liu Bai or anyone, have their own master Jingya demeanor. He also wants that but cannot do it.
Because there was always a fire in his lower abdomen that could not be vented, it was really unbearable to burn him.
Until recently, Haotian came to the world and gave him good fortune. He leaned against the clear blue sky, was invincible in the world, and his thoughts were smooth, so he thought that he should have a calm and clear style.
The successor of the Nanhai Grand Priest suddenly came to Taoshan. He didn't care at all. Even though he knew that these people must be related to the spectator, these people were still not qualified to enter his vision. If the people in the Nanhai really dared to fight against Haotian's will and destroy it.
In the Light Festival, he can naturally suppress it strongly.
So he was calm and silent, and seemed so unfathomable and unattainable.
The mission of the Light Festival is to open up the passage of the Kingdom of Haotian, but it doesn't matter to him since he fails. He devoutly hopes that he can kiss the land in front of Haotian's feet forever.
What he cared more about was to destroy the academy on the Light Festival. The picture he wanted to see most was that when the cicada appeared in the twenty-three years, he waved his hand to defeat it, and then shocked the world with a chic attitude.
Unfortunately, no one came to the academy. That damn Lin Wu refused to show up. Since you are my lifelong enemy, why don’t you come out to cooperate with me at such a moment?
The head teacher looked at the vast mountains in the distance through the chariot, and saw the red and yellow autumn leaves in the mountains, and felt lonely and speechless.
He said the first sentence today.
The thunderous voice was filled with undisguised contempt and regret, and a little loneliness. It passed through the veil of the chariot and echoed among the mountains and fields of Taoshan.
"The academy is gone."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear.
The whole world knows that the Light Festival is a bureau that the Xiling Temple cast for the academy. The Master ascended the queen of heaven on the banks of Sishui. The academy and Taoist gate were in Qingxia, Chang'an, and fought each other in the world. It seemed powerful, but in fact it paid.
The extremely heavy price, knowing that the Light Festival is a situation, how can it be broken?
However, if the Master is still alive and Ke Haoran is still alive, even if they do not have that unimaginable peerless state, can they watch the disciples in the academy die?
The head teacher said that there was no one in the academy. It was not that the academy's current strength was severely damaged, but that after Master and Ke Haoran, no one in the academy had the courage to go straight to Taoshan.
In the blood-colored chariot, Ye Hongyu kept closing his eyes to rest.
Zhao Nanhai’s fierce debate with the president of the Tianyu Academy failed to change her expression at all. When Xiaoyu, a girl from Nanhai, said that Chen Pipi was her man, her lips raised slightly and showed a sarcastic smile. When the head teacher said that the academy was not
When she was a human being, the sarcasm in her smile became stronger and stronger.
She knew that Ning Que was in Taoshan, but she didn't know where he was at this time. She knew that he would definitely take action in the end, but she didn't know who he would attack first when he exploded.
Suddenly she opened her eyes, and the stars flashed slightly in the depths of her beautiful eyes. The descendant of the Master of the South China Sea could not have opened her eyes before. Who surprised her? Could it be that Ning Que took action?
While Ye Hongyu opened his eyes in the sacred chariot, there was a burst of rapid footsteps on the mountain road outside Taoshan, as if someone was running, followed by a heavy metal impact.
Tens of thousands of Haotian believers on the front platoon looked back in shock and saw that the formation of the temple cavalry that had been assembled before was slightly chaotic, and a slight ray of smoke and dust could be seen moving forward quickly.
Then the sound from that place became clearer. It was indeed someone running, running forward at high speed among the dense cavalry, and the sound of metal impacts came from weapons.
The police voice of the temple deacon sounded from a distance: "Someone broke into the mountain!"
The powerful practitioners and noble guests around the altar frowned slightly, and looked at the smoke and dust gradually rising, and felt a little incredible. Is there really someone rushing into the mountain?
The Xiling Temple is on Taoshan. I don’t know how many powerful people are hidden. The temple cavalry and Xiling God Guard are enough to kill almost all the invaders. In the past tens of millions of years, who can break into Taoshan except for the Master who has done it?
The priests of the South China Sea were able to come to Qianping because they were originally the orthodox Taoist sects, and they received the permission of Haotian. Who was the person who was breaking into Taoshan at this time?
A moment later, the smoke and dust at the foot of the mountain became louder and louder, and the sound of metal hitting continued to sound, becoming more and more rapid, while the footsteps of the people who broke through the mountain disappeared without a trace, and it seemed that they had fallen into a hard battle.
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