The Wuxiang Dao Sect naturally knew that the act of entering the Tiandong on a snowy night would sooner or later reach the ears of the tigers and wolves of the princes of the world, and he had never thought of concealing this matter or being able to conceal it.

After the cultivators of the Six-Character Sect have reached the realm of transformation and tribulation, they have already been freed from the shackles of Hongchen's fate, and they can be said to have an immortal body, transcending the mortal body. And the Divine Guidance Realm above the transcendent Tribulation Realm is an existence close to God, and it is not an exaggeration to be honored as a saint.

Although the saints of the divine guidance realm are not as quiet as the realm of Zhou Tian and watch the stars to peek into the things of the whole world, they call for wind and rain to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the eyes of thousands of miles of starry sky are subtle...... It's been the same for a long time.

The Wuxiang Dao Sect was able to shrink the ground into inches and came from the Bodhi Academy to the palace city of the Great Yan Empire in an instant, and even a few steps away from the palace city of the Great Yan Empire broke into the mountain gate of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, and came and went freely between the hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, and then made such an earth-shattering scene in the Eight Hundred Sects and Twelve Star Rivers of the Tiandong Sect, and it was impossible to hide from those saints.

He believed that after tonight, whether it was the leader of the Emperor Alliance in Zhongzhou, or the old man in the Star Picking Pavilion on the top of Kunlun Mountain, or even the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan who was far away in the Heavenly Cloud Mountains, they would all be eager to find out the truth of the battle that entered Tiandong on a snowy night, and the truth behind the battle between the two Divine Guidance Realm Saints that had not been encountered for thousands of years.

As for whether the secret of the Sect Luo Changfeng's body of the Sheji Mountains and Rivers Diagram will be found out in the future, what position will the Bodhi Academy choose, and how will the saints who are unwilling to stop at the realm of divine guidance play the game...... All kinds of things, even if the Wuxiang Dao Sect has a heart, it is no longer able to ask.

He walked very slowly, walking in the river of forgetfulness.

The wind and snow crowded one after another with cheers, kissing the slightly tired old faces, as if welcoming their owners.

The silver-white snowflakes unconsciously fell on the hair of the Dao Sect of the Phaseless Dao Sect, and the Dao Sect took a step trembling slightly, and the three thousand troubles were as white as snow in an instant.

The hair of the Phaseless Dao Sect turned white.

His white eyebrows grew with the wind and floated with the wind.

His eyes turned from deep to dull, and there were no more stars in those pupils, only a cloud.

His face, his skin dried up in an instant, and his whole body was skinny in an instant when exposed to the wind and snow.

Finally, his waist finally bent down.

He hunched his back.

His soft cough echoed in the wind and snow of the Forgetful River.

The moment Huang Fuyi saw his master, his heart felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

He hurriedly supported the Taoist Sect and his master.

The wind and snow in the Forgetful River are fierce, even if someone supports him, the Wuxiang Dao Sect at this moment can't take a single step.

He's old!

He's really old!

He was already wounded and exhausted thousands of years of cultivation in a battle with the Tiandong Statue, and he was no longer the second faith of the Bodhi Academy in front of him, he was just a poor white bone that would be blown down by the fierce wind and snow in the Forgetful River at any time, breathing, and connected to flesh and skin!

The Phaseless Dao Sect trembled and stretched out his bony palm, which contained a lotus flower.

His cloudy eyes looked at the lotus flower on the other side, and his voice was weak and hoarse: "Crush this lotus flower and save your junior brother......

Huangfu Yi carried the Wuxiang Dao Sect on his back, facing the wind and snow, leaving two lines of tears.

......

In the middle of the night, the snow is still flying tirelessly.

The lonely lamps in the academy looked quiet and peaceful in the wind and snow.

The lonely lamp has not been extinguished, and the people have not slept.

Whether it is Jiang Manlou, who is heartless and heartless on weekdays, or Li Xingyun, who is often on the lips of his husband, whether it is Su Xiaofan, who was born in poverty and has superb cooking skills, or Chongyang, who is mysterious and silent in a black robe all year round...... I have not slept on this snowy night.

And the comrades and siblings who worried and worried them were lying peacefully in the Forgetful River, calling it spring, summer, autumn and winter...... Sleep!

"The glorious page of our ten sons who subverted the history of the academy has not yet been written, this guy, is he really planning to be lazy and sleeping? In vain, Jiang Manlou values it so much, it is too irresponsible!"

Li Xingyun stood in front of the door and listened to the wind and snow.

He looked at Jiang Manlou's back thoughtfully, and finally couldn't hold back the question in his heart: "You tell me truthfully, what are you or you, gathered around Xue'er and Ling'er?"

Scholar Li Xingyun still couldn't keep his mouth shut about this issue after all.

Since the Peach Blossom Forest changed and Jun Zeyu lifted the veil that everyone had hidden for a long time, this problem has been like a mountain between their ten sons and comrades, a mountain that cannot be crossed or ignored.

Jiang Manlou was reluctant to take the initiative to mention this issue, and even more reluctant to passively mention it.

However, since the incident has happened, he can't avoid this face after all.

Jiang Manlou turned his head to look at Li Xingyun, looked at Li Xingyun, who had a serious expression and even a little more genuine, and shouted rather unhappily: "My Jiang family is the first family in the world, what is wrong with Young Master Ben's curiosity about that Jun Tian Remnant Diagram?

Jiang Manlou was in a very bad mood.

Especially in the face of the accusations and questions of his own colleagues and siblings, he felt even more irritable.

It is undeniable that he does have some selfish intentions when he meets Xue'er, Luo Changfeng and others.

But he didn't feel that these little selfishness hurt the brotherhood between them. He was just curious about the whereabouts of the Sheji Mountains and Rivers that disappeared three years ago, and wanted to see if he could get some unknown information through Yan Ningxue.

That's all!

He never imagined that he would take away the long-lost Sheji Mountains and Rivers Map through some despicable means, and he felt that he did not deserve such an accusation from Li Xingyun!

Jiang Manlou's noise, Li Xingyun ignored it.

He didn't want to argue.

Especially at this time, especially when Luo Changfeng's life and death are unknown.

He was silent for a moment, looked at Jiang Manlou again, and asked the second question: "Jun Zeyu and the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, or Qin Yi and the Great Yan Empire, why did they put Changfeng to death?"

Jiang Manlou's eyes were slightly moved when he looked at Li Xingyun.

He stopped talking.

Li Xingyun walked up to him, stared into his eyes and said, "If you still cherish our brotherhood with each other, I hope you can tell the truth!"

Jiang Manlou avoided Li Xingyun's gaze.

He turned around to look at the wind and snow outside the door, and sighed deeply: "In the end, everyone's purpose is the same, and it's not all for the lost heavenly map!"

Li Xingyun's heart trembled slightly.

Although he had already guessed this possibility in his mind.

But when he heard this answer from Jiang Manlou's mouth, he was still a little stunned.

"Is it all for the sake of the Heavenly Atlas that has been rumored for a long time and no one has ever seen its true face?"

"But where is the righteousness of the comrades?"