At the same time, China, Tibet.

At Lhasa Airport, passengers with air tickets complained: "I can't catch up with the meeting, why is it suddenly blocked." ”

A bitter gourd-faced person next to him comforted: "The merchant I made an appointment with is estimated to be yellow, so let's wait for the ban to be lifted." ”

A young man in a sweatshirt took his girlfriend's hand and asked impatiently at the boarding gate: "Hello, please ask, when will we be able to fly, we have been waiting here for two hours." ”

The uniformed flight attendant said politely: "Hello, due to the weather, the airport is temporarily suspended, please wait patiently for the notice." ”

The young man pointed outside and said, "What is the cause of the weather?"

Through the exterior glass of the airport, the sky outside Lhasa outside the window is as blue as washing, which looks very refreshing, and with the lack of oxygen on the plateau, it is estimated that some young girls will have the illusion that their souls have been purified.

The flight attendant still smiled politely: "We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused to your trip, we are still waiting for the notice, for the safety of all passengers, please wait with peace of mind." ”

Although she kept a smile on her face, in the face of the passengers' questions, the flight attendant had complained in her heart I don't know how many times, what the hell did the boss notify, this weather seems to be the best weather at Lhasa Airport this month, let me comfort the passengers with this reason, what is the difference between adding fuel to the fire?

I have seen some travelers take pictures and post on Moments to praise the weather in Lhasa, listening to the accent may still be a guest from Beijing, seeing this kind of weather I feel that my soul has been purified a lot.

The stewardess turned her head and looked helplessly at the cloudless sky, occasionally there seemed to be a flash of light, I don't know if it was the light refracted by the sun through the glass, or what's going on, the stewardess rubbed her eyes, it couldn't be thunder, there was not even a cloud.

Actually, I really let this flight attendant guess correctly.

Ten thousand meters away, high in the sky, where the passengers could not see, an old man covered in thunder and two young men behind him was about to break the sky in Tibet.

Opposite the three of them, is a man who is not easy to guess the age, his face is elegant and young, but his temples are snow-white, his eyes are like two bottomless Gu Tan, wearing a white robe, embroidered with words, but there are a few more burnt black pieces on the robe abruptly, needless to say, it was split by the palm thunder of the old man opposite, and a large group of people standing behind him should not see it, and they said that they were all in the same breath and branches, and stopped Elder Song together, as a result, Elder Song's palm thunder just flashed, and on weekdays, one more serious elder deacon in the sect, collectively brushed back for almost twenty miles, and all kinds of magic weapons on his body were full of light, like a wide rainbow hanging in the air, which was very good-looking。

At this time, after the thunder was smashed, they all flew back, and they didn't speak, just looked up at the sky very seriously, as if thinking about why the sun was so round today.

In this regard, the sect master just smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what to say, the group of people behind him said that they were here to help him stop people, but he stopped someone, or the elders of his own sect, as for the equipment so neatly?

Elder Xing's body, known as the first Ming jade armor of Kyushu's defense staying power, Lao Litou's talisman did not put it in the storage treasure for the convenience of the shot, and there were stacks of stacks of yuan in his pocket like the earthly money in the world, the unpretentious sword behind Wang Tie's face, if he was not mistaken, it was the fairy sword heavenly punishment hanging at the bottom of Xingtang's pressure box, and the others were the same, and they were hanging on the bottom of the family, talking about stopping people, but in fact, they all wanted to cut people with Old Man Song.

If it weren't for the reputation that my Daodaozong has accumulated for thousands of years, and now it is so noisy in the sky over Tibet, the old monks of the Potala Palace would think that they are coming to the door to find fault, and they don't see that the people below are waiting for the battle, and the mental power of the whole temple is condensed with the projection of the Buddha, for fear that we will accidentally hit the wrong place.

In fact, the sect master's heart is not very aggrieved, Xue Ning's girl has been the pearl in the palm of this group of people who don't know how old she is since she was a child, the Daode Sect cultivates the way of heaven, and is closer to human affection, not like other sects that have become mountain people, just thin and cold, Song Xuening There are not many girls in this generation, she has the best talent, the most skinny temperament, and she is naughty and mischievous everywhere in the Daode Sect Mountain Gate all day long, so that a large group of old people who have cultivated to Du Qigao are reluctant to scold half a sentence.

Wang Tie, who was in charge of the punishment, trembled when the disciples on the mountain saw it, and they didn't let Song Yatou grow a big beard, and they were not willing to punish at all, but they had to pay for the smile and Song Yatou to go to the cold pool in the back mountain to catch fish, and go back to talk to others, saying that Song Yatou had worked hard to catch her from the back mountain to apologize.

Listen, do you still want to nod face?

As Song Xuening grew up more and more smart, in addition to those old guys, the young men of the younger generation were also willing to be cattle and horses, as the pearl of the entire mountain gate, even if they eloped with Qi Si's father later, no one said anything bad in the days that followed, and the voices of scolding Qi Zhengzhen after drinking often came and went.

After Song Xuening left, the entire Daode Sect fell silent a lot, and more importantly, everyone's nostalgia for that girl.

The kid in Shushan, who was originally close to Xue Ning, if he hadn't thrown it directly to the sword mound for the head of the sect and closed the entry and exit prohibitions, he would have been killed for thousands of miles and killed in Europe to rob people.

The younger generation of other sects is not much better, and the fine wine produced by Tiangong Distillery is rising by 30% in those days, and the owner of the workshop is excited to give Qi Zhengzhen a statue in the distillery.

So when Song Xuening's natal jade plate of the Daode Sect was shattered, the disciple in charge of the care was stunned for a long time and didn't react, and he didn't dare to believe it, and finally slapped himself a few times, and even cried and cried after the report, the entire Daode Sect suddenly thundered and lingered with sword energy, if it weren't for the head of the sect to open the mountain protection array, there would be countless monks of the Daode Sect that day, and even the major sects joined forces to kill the European continent.

Finally let these masters stop, today the tomb of ten thousand demons moved, the mountain protection array just opened a gap, the sect master wanted to come out to see what was happening, Lao Song head a palm thunder smashed on the ass and beat the sect master ten miles away, and then rushed out with his two sons, this is why today's scene is here.

It's just that all sects in Kyushu have ancestral teachings, and if they are not enemies of destroying the door, monks are not allowed to cross the border to fight without authorization, as for the reason, it is not clearly stated, but whether it is good or evil, there is such a strange rule.

What's more, Song Xuening had already voluntarily left the Daode Sect Mountain Gate, and even abandoned her cultivation when she left, and it was precisely for this reason that the old Song Tou was even more guilty and blamed himself, if he let his daughter leave intact, how could he die in Europe like this!

The two sides seem to have been facing each other for a while, and the clouds in the sky have been scattered for thousands of miles just now, so the sky in Lhasa today looks particularly beautiful, and it is cloudless.

This group of people are all flying in the sky, like those immortals in folklore.

The sudden ban on flying at Lhasa Airport is also the reason for this group of uncles, otherwise they just flew up and gave a palm thunder to the wrong split, where to reason...

"Sect Master, this way, please get out of the way!"

The white-robed man is the sect master of the Daode Sect, Li Mingde, the descendant of Uncle Li Er who turned into Hu Feisheng, the first person to cultivate the truth in the land of Kyushu, with a wry smile on his face at this moment, and said cautiously: "Elder Song, this road, you can't let it, in the future, you will go out of the realm." ”

Li Mingde Mosuo held a sword in his palm, and the cold glint flashed in his eyes, Elder Song must not be strong here, Xue Ning that girl just left, she couldn't wait to kill her and take a look, obstructing her father, she was already in discord, as for this anger, you must go to the old demon king when you go back, if it weren't for the moth in your Ten Thousand Demon Cemetery today, I would be about to be chopped now...

"Sect Master, today, you must stop me, don't you?"

The old man's voice was majestic, and as the words fell, the thunder light on his body lingered again, and the white plasma like a spindle was densely wrapped around his arms.

Song Xuening's father, Song Lei, is as famous as his name, a real person with a wild thunder, and his thunder method is fierce and abnormal, and he is the most troublesome existence for the entire evil monks.

What's more, under the anger at this moment, it was really a real fire, and Lhasa, which was originally clear in the sky, suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and he wanted to crush the city, and the thunder was like a dragon, constantly wandering and flickering.

The passengers in the airport who had been complaining to the flight attendants and ground staff instantly shut up, ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the airport hall and stared blankly at the sky that suddenly turned into night, and now they refused to let them go, and the butt sitting on the chair in the hall was almost like rooted.

What the is going on? Is the end of the world?