The ball is placed on the big net and spins in circles at high speed, consuming the power of the big net.
Haoran's righteous energy also belongs to the power of heaven. Although it is not as strong as the magical power of space, it still has some resistance power if it is thick.
Yu Wenlin just wanted to rely on his strong strength to compete with Beichen Ye.
Bei Chenye's fingers touched the strings again, but before he plucked them, his hand was held by Mu Qianyu.
He looked up at Mu Qianyu and saw Mu Qianyu shaking his head slightly at him.
The power of space is the power of supernatural powers, which extremely consumes the spiritual power of the caster. This is why Bei Chenye cannot use the power of space casually while he is injured.
Now, even if his injuries have healed, he will only suffer the loss from mobilizing his magical powers endlessly.
In front of them, when the huge ball broke through the big net, its power was only half of its original strength, and it was heading in the direction of the two of them.
Yu Wenlin's whole body is full of righteousness and strong energy, and coupled with his strong cultivation, it is difficult to defend.
Mu Qianyu nodded towards him, and then the two of them took action at the same time.
A sound wave of golden power and a white jade seal shot out at the same time, blasting around Yu Wenlin.
"boom!"
There was a huge roar, the two sides were tied, and the aftermath of spiritual power spread outward in circles like ripples in the air.
The wounds all over Yu Wenlin's body were cracked open again by the impact of spiritual energy. At this moment, he looked covered in blood and extremely embarrassed.
"I listen to Madam. The overall situation is that I will not take action against you. But after this war, you and I can only live alone." Beichen Ye looked at Yu Wenlin in front of him, his voice was extremely cold.
"Boy, you said you won't fight?" Yu Wenlin was extremely angry. What did these little guys think of him?
Bei Chenye's brows raised slightly, and a little fighting spirit overflowed from his eyes.
"Brother Yuwen Xian, why are you so ignorant? It was your fault in the first place, and you still don't repent when people let you go?" Si Qingyun stood up at this moment.
Daoxuan also looked over with dangerous eyes.
Yu Wenlin suddenly felt angry but did not dare to speak. He felt depressed in his chest, and the internal injuries that he had not noticed just now felt pain.
"Okay, you wait, I will definitely accompany you to fight hard after the war!" He said and prepared to return to the room. When he took the roof, Beichen Ye lifted it up, and he was so angry that his eyes even started to burn.
This is called the legendary unveiling of the upper house, right?
Mu Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Bei Chenye angrily. This man wanted to do whatever he wanted without permission. How could someone with Yu Wenlin's strength be affected by them now?
Beichenye's eyes were a little innocent. He wanted to vent his anger on his wife. Why did it seem like he had done something wrong?
"Stop flirting, Ye'er, help me back to my room." Daoxuan said towards the sky.
The love between these two people was written in their eyes, and he could see infinite love just by looking at each other, and he could hardly stand it anymore.
Are you going to let a person without a wife live?
Mu Qianyu signaled Beichen Ye to go, and then he went back first.
When the female monks saw this small detail, they were even more yearning for it. Such a powerful male god outside actually still acted based on his wife's face.
It’s so sweet!
Kill them to add to the fun!
Mu Qianyu went back to sleep, and this time she put up a sound isolation barrier. She didn't want to hear anything happening outside.
Daoxuan's room was also equipped with an isolation array, and there were only two people in the room, Daoxuan and Beichenye.
"Ye'er, Master, have you seen that you have grown up?" Dao Xuan looked at Beichen Ye, sighing that the child back then has now grown into such a handsome man.
Beichen Ye lifted his robe and knelt down to Daoxuan and said, "My disciple has insisted on going his own way and has disappointed the master."
"You have been the most sensible since you were a child. You have your own ideas. As a teacher, you rarely care about you, which leads to your current disobedient character." Daoxuan sighed slightly and said:
"But I still believe that you will not let me down. When you become a Taoist master, you will do better than my teacher."
"My disciple will live happily and assist the master. Master, you will have a long life."
Daoxuan chuckled and said: "How can such a good thing happen, my child? As a teacher, you only have to worry about one thing."
He touched Bei Chenye's head, then walked away, sitting on the main seat and looking at him.
"Master, please tell me." Beichenye said.
"Yu Wenlin's idea may not be impossible. Your wife is a very remarkable person. She has inherited the Great Reward Dynasty, and now she holds the ax in her hand. There is no guarantee that she will not have evil thoughts."
Beichen Ye looked solemn and did not say a word.
"Even I know that as the emperor, if he can create heaven and become an immortal, he will be included in the immortal book, and the imperial dynasty will be transformed into a celestial dynasty, which will become the foundation of eternity."
Daoxuan said again: "Master, I just want to ask you, if such a day comes, how should you choose?"
Beichen Ye kowtowed to Dao Xuan, knelt straight and looked at Dao Xuan and said seriously: "My disciple has let down your training over the years. I value my wife's safety even more."
"You...cough cough..." Daoxuan pointed at him, and was so angry that he coughed violently.
"Master, my disciple is unfilial and does not deserve the position of young master. I would like to leave the dojo on my own." Beichenye answered firmly and painfully. He was not inferior to any sincere defender of Taoism.
Before he met Mu Qianyu, he was a person who took the world as his own responsibility. Ever since he got the ancient book that saved the super-grade spiritual roots from Mu Qianyu, he had not been at peace for a day.
One side is love, the other side is faith.
In his opinion, both of them are more important than life, and they cannot coexist, which means that one of them must regress.
He once tried to find a balance between the two, but fate was so cruel to him, and he could not find it.
But the longer he thought about it, the more he figured out that his faith was his own, and his wife's life was not his.
So the choice became much easier. He chose to sacrifice himself to save Qianyu's life.
This choice had been made a long time ago, and the reason why he never said it was because he didn't want his master to be sad prematurely, and he was worried that his master would not be able to accept it when he was old.
At this moment, as he said it, a big stone fell from his heart. Just looking at the master's old face, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Master...disciple..." He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Daoxuan waving his hand.
"You had your own ideas when you were a child. Now that you have grown up, your ideas are even bigger. I don't think you will change them." Daoxuan looked clear.
"Yes." Beichenye closed his eyes, but his voice remained firm.
Daoxuan let out a long sigh and said: "The Taoist kings in the world are determined by the wheel of fate. You are the next Taoist king. This is why the Taoist king of Xizhou tried his best to save you.
"
"Master..."
"The sky also has its calamity and destiny. You can't force it. If you decide to work together to defy the sky, it only means that the sky has exhausted its destiny and cannot be changed by human power."
Daoxuan's eyes became increasingly hollow as he spoke, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.