No one has ever seen a Fudao mountain man with such an expression.

Even Zhao Zhuo, the great disciple of the Kunwu True Sect who had been following the Hengxu True Man for more than 700 years, couldn't help but be stunned for a long time when he saw the faint light coming from the direction of Yashan Mountain from a distance, and then stepped forward.

"Meet the people of Fudao Mountain. ”

A dirty robe was still the same, and his gray hair was messily covered on the top of his head, draped over his shoulders, and he still looked like the usual raunchy Fudao mountain man.

It's just that at this moment, there is a cold chill in every wrinkle on his face.

A light of humanity fell on the Yunhai Square floating above the main peak of Kunwu, but as if he hadn't heard Zhao Zhuo's greeting, he walked straight to the magnificent Hall of the Heavens at the end.

The Zhou Tian Star Array, which had long since ceased to function, still turned into a stream of mercury-like brilliance, flowing in the height of the main hall and behind the Hengxu real person, more and more lined with the arrogance of his immortal wind bones.

The dust in his hand hung low, and he had been silent for a while.

At the moment when the Fudao mountain man stepped into this hall, he turned around and looked at each other, and was silent for a long time, and finally sighed a long time: "The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings......"

The chaos is coming, and the storm is coming.

A giant-level figure like the two of them, who has been standing proudly at the top of the Nineteen Continents for a long time, can be said to have already reached the realm where foreign objects are not disturbed.

It's just that it involves the cliff mountain Kunwu, and it is true that it is false to say that it is not moved.

In particular, Kunwu died an elder in the late Yuan Dynasty, and the Fudao Mountain people lost their beloved disciples......

At this moment, there were actually no emotional fluctuations on his face.

But such an expression ......

Eleven years ago, Hengxu real people had seen it.

"Since your apprentice saw that you and my disciple Xie Buchen did not return from exploring the hidden realm together, you and I have been suspicious of each other, and we have not communicated with each other for a long time. But in the face of the polar region and the spying on the snowy region, you and I are wrong......"

Twenty-three Kunwu people, if you say no, you will be gone.

The real man looked at the floating clouds floating in the sky.

It's still a little early.

The brilliant morning sun had just come out of the mountains in the east, but it was covered with a faint layer of blood on the vast land of the left three thousand in the central region.

At this time, the real people of Hengxu were full of contemplation and compassion between their eyebrows.

Worry about the suffering of the world, and take it as your responsibility to maintain the right path.

This is the first Kunwu in everyone's impression, this is the Kunwu in everyone's impression, and it is also the real person in everyone's impression......

The Fudao mountain people had been watching him for a long time.

He instinctively understood the feelings in the other party's heart at this moment, but what came to his mind was the same contemplation and compassion on Hengxu's face before Eleven Jiazi.

"Hahaha......"

So, a few laughs with a hint of sarcasm suddenly came out of his mouth for no apparent reason, and then, as if something funny had happened, laughed and shook his head.

"Hengxu, Hengxu, you and I have known each other for so many years, who doesn't know who?

“……”

The pair of deep and peaceful eyes that reached the heavens and looked at it slowly, and the expression on the face of Hengxu Zhenren did not change at all, only the eyebrows were slightly cold for half a minute.

"Fudao, in your mind, am I also a despicable and shameless person?"

"Hahaha, what kind of monster are you, don't you know?"

The Fudao mountain man waved his hand, but he laughed even harder, as if he didn't put Hengxu Zhenren in his eyes at all, and he didn't seem to be sad for the seven disciples who died in the snowy region.

Only the hand behind his back was quietly clenched.

He stepped forward and said, "Let's talk about the matter over there in the Snowy Tantra." In addition to some of the news that the people sent out before heard about it, I was worried and brought back some news......"

As he spoke, he had already walked past Hengxu Zhenren with a big thorn.

When Hengxu Zhenren turned his head to look, he saw that he had already sat on the steps above the main hall without paying attention at all, touched a gourd of wine from his arms, and drank it slowly.

It's just that today, the wine is not served with chicken thighs.

So, Hengxu suddenly remembered that more than 200 years ago, on the stage of one person, a young disciple named Yu Zhifei.

Dressed in a azure robe with the wind, between the handsome eyebrows, there are four points of confidence, three points of humility, and three points of subtle spirit......

Perhaps, creating a rift for the incident in the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery is the most wrong thing that the two factions have done since these eleven Jiazi.

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"Presumably, Senior Sister also knows that over the years, the Snowy Tantra has not only appeared in the Holy Son Shanye, but also had frequent infighting. Among them, the old and new factions are like the Yin Sect and the Yang Sect in the Northern Regions, and they are incompatible. ”

"Kunwu and Yashan are the pillars of the Central Domain. ”

After realizing this, in order to avoid repeating the tragedy before the eleventh Jiazi, both factions sent people. It's just that over the years, our two factions have secretly disagreed, so they have acted alone and have not worked together......"

It's been two days in the blink of an eye, but the words of Zheng Invite in the council hall that day are still echoing in my ears.

Seeing Chou sitting cross-legged in his room, looking at the black iron long sword that lay flat on his knees.

Twenty-one treasure lotus flowers solemnly hit the sword, making it easily different from other long swords, and has a unique Zen meaning hidden in the earthly fireworks.

It should be a sword with a very good history.

However, at this moment, I really have no intention of contemplating it.

The scene when more than a dozen swords were lost and flew back to the arsenal resurfaced in front of me again. At the same time, it also made her think about the ins and outs of this again......

Undoubtedly, the people were sent out from Yashan.

But no one thought that something would happen in the end, let alone that something so big would happen.

Because what they're looking into isn't the inside of the tantra, it's just wandering around the periphery.

Snowy Tantra, located in the extreme cold of the northern plateau.

Although it claims to be a branch of the original Buddhism that split and went to the Northern Regions, all the rules in its sect are very different from the original Buddhism in the Middle Regions.

The core of the whole sect, called the temple, was built on the highest part of the snowy sacred mountain.

The legendary Son of God lived in the temple.

The surrounding ancillary palace is the perennial residence of the Dharma King and the core disciples of Tantric cultivation. As for the ordinary disciples and the rest of the believers, most of them live under the holy mountain.

The so-called "periphery" refers to the 300 miles around the center of the sacred mountain.

This area is sparsely populated.

Slowly, there is no one to see in three or five miles, even if there is a crowded area, most of them are ordinary people, even if there are monks, their cultivation is basically no more than Jindan.

Therefore, it stands to reason that a group of people on Yashan's side, and Yu Zhifei from the Yuan Infant Period, is unlikely to have an accident.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if something happens, there is a communication spirit bead that will immediately feed back to the master.

Now the head of Yashan and all the elders are here, not to mention that there are people in Fudao Mountain. No matter how you calculate it, nothing big can happen.

But who would have thought......

It wasn't until the more than ten swords flew back to the arsenal that everyone knew that something had happened—that is to say, there were so many monks in Yashan, and even Yu Zhifei was there, and none of them could send the slightest message to the master when something happened!

I heard that Kungo is the same.

In this case, there are only two possibilities.

Either the situation is urgent and there is no time to react before the whole army is wiped out, or there is no accident yet, but for some reason the message cannot be sent.

But no matter which one it is, when you think about it, it makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts......

In particular, yesterday, the elders of Yashan, after many verifications, finally confirmed: It was about the same time as the accident of the disciples of Yashan Kunwu, and all the hyacinths and thunder letters sent to the snowy region could not arrive.

The entire snowy sky seems to be covered by a tight barrier, isolating everything from the outside world.

In other words, what is going on inside is no longer easy for the outside world to find.

Seeing sorrow, the impression of snowy tantra has never been good.

Under her eyes, from the beginning of the Polar Domain, this so-called Tantra was shrouded in a thick, bloody shadow.

Now, the shadow had turned into a terrifying haze that weighed on her heart.

It has been two days since the people of Fudao Mountain went to Kunwu, but they didn't say a word about the situation of discussing with Hengxu Zhenren, but just sent back a thunder letter, asking Zheng Invite to take people to participate in this session of the small meeting as scheduled.

"Senior sister, it's time for us to go. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, a knock came from outside the door.

Seeing that Chou retracted his thoughts from his contemplation, he also forced himself to let go of the frowning brow, but his face was still not very good.

"I see. ”

She answered, took a deep breath, put the lamp-burning sword in her lap into the shark skin sheath, and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Bai Yin.

A snow-white robe is painted with splashed ink landscapes, a style of freehand, but the expression on his face is no different from sorrow, with an indescribable depth and heaviness.

Compared with the sorrow, he and Yu Zhifei have practiced for the same time, and they are both ranked behind, so they spend more time together on weekdays.

The junior brother who used to get along day and night suddenly disappeared......

Even if the cultivation is deep, who can be indifferent? What's more, under the Yashan Gate, they are all lovers.

Seeing that he was worried, he smiled reluctantly before he said, "Senior Brother Kou, Senior Brother Shen and the other two junior brothers all said that they would not go to Kunwu, so they would sit in the gate." Therefore, in this small meeting, the senior brother in charge took the senior sister to Kunwu with me. ”

It's an eventful time, so it's important to keep some people on hand.

Seeing that he understood, he only nodded.

She raised her eyes and looked beyond the cliff, the new Yashan disciples who were going to participate in the small meeting were already standing on the top of Lingzhao, and the slightly chubby figure standing on the high sword drawing platform was the head Zheng Yin.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen her for two days, or maybe she's been in a trance for the past two days, and she feels that Zheng Yin looks like she's lost a little weight.

Seeing sorrow, he sighed in a low voice, and only said, "Let's go down too." ”

After speaking, it turned into a streamer and fell directly on the sword drawing platform. Bai Yin followed closely behind her, and soon fell down as well, standing beside her.

The two of them invited Zheng to greet together: "Meet the master." ”

"Well, everyone is together, let's go. ”

Zheng Yin's mood was obviously not very good, so he rarely didn't say much.

He stood on a high sword-drawing platform, with his back to the lonely cliff mountain, facing due east, his palms facing each other, his left index finger and his right ring finger slightly flexed, but the middle finger touched each other, and in the blink of an eye, a mysterious handprint had formed.

At that moment, I saw sixteen dark golden rays of light burst out from Zheng Yin's handprint like a meteorite, and fell to all directions and corners of Lingzhao Peak, immediately splashing a golden ripple.

Immediately afterwards, the sword drawing platform under his feet and the Lingzhao top under the sword drawing platform shook violently.

The mysterious scene that I missed because of the Batu Cave experience appeared in front of me in such a magnificent way.

In the violent vibration, the entire Lingzhao Peak actually rose tremblingly!

Ascend higher, ascend higher......

All the disciples standing on the top of Lingzhao also rose up, and their field of vision suddenly became broader, and they could see the mountains, rivers and mountains in the distance.

Seeing the sorrowful eyes, he couldn't help but show a little shock, but Bai Yin next to him had seen it many times, so he just watched calmly.

I saw Zheng Yin's handprint again, and the entire wide Lingzhao top was like a flat flying boat, galloping towards the east!

The clouds in front of him were pierced quickly.

The oncoming gale was blocked from the transparent ripples that rose from the entire Lingzhao. Everyone stood safely, and after a few moments, they had already flown away from the cliff.

Looking back, the high sheath top is already in the clouds and mist, and it is impossible to see clearly.

During the entire journey to Kunwu, whether it was Zheng Yin, or Jian Sorrow, or Bai Yin, they didn't say a word, just stared at the famous mountains and rivers passing under their feet wordlessly, silent.

Even the ordinary disciples on the top of Lingzhao rarely laughed and laughed.

Two days ago, there were more than one or two "visions" in the arsenal, and even if the elders of Yashan felt that it was not appropriate for them to know what was going on, how could they hide it?

The rules of the Yashan arsenal have been heard by anyone who knows a little about Yashan. It can be said that what is happening is clear at a glance.

It's just that they haven't told everyone the whole thing yet.

Because, even the head and the elders don't know the ins and outs.

Perhaps, this will be the most dreary meeting, right?

Seeing that Kunwu was approaching, there was the familiar Jiutou River and River Bay in front of him, and this thought suddenly came to his mind.

As in previous years, this year's small meeting is still highly anticipated.

Thirty years ago, at the last small meeting, a disciple of the Wuyi Sect unexpectedly won the first place and ascended to the one-person stage, which caused heated discussions among everyone.

This year, more people are looking forward to whether there will be any different variables in this session.

For example, Fang Xiaoxie, the genius disciple of Yashan who has only been in the beginning for ten years but has already attained the Dan, for example, Feng Yun, a newly accepted disciple of the head of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect......

Another example, the Kunwu immortal genius who missed the small meeting twice, Xie Buchen.

There are two types of people who can participate in the meeting.

The first type is that monks who have been in the 3,000 sects within 30 years in the middle region can participate regardless of their cultivation level, and the second type is that no matter how long they have been initiating, as long as they have not participated in the small meeting and their cultivation has not exceeded the golden pill, they can also participate.

Xie Buchen has been in Kunwu for more than 60 years.

Ten days to build the foundation, two years to tie the Dan; after the battle of the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, life and death are unknown; not long ago, but the news of his re-marriage came out, and the name is still hanging high on the third heavenly monument!

In other words, he can still participate in the small meeting.

It's just that no one knows if Xie Buchen will participate.

Even Zhi Linsuo, who only knows the Nineteen Continents well and is almost omniscient, is difficult to find out Kunwu's attitude when writing the record of this small meeting, and in the end he can only write this sentence next to the three words "Xie Buchen":

"If you enter, you will be on the platform, and if you don't enter, you will be on the platform. ”

In other words, in Zhi Linsuo's judgment, whether or not he actually stepped onto the stage was not important to Xie Buchen. Just because, this person's strength is enough to reach the top, and it doesn't necessarily need a one-person platform to prove it.

It's just that the more this is the case, the more people pay attention to him.

If Xie Buchen also participated, wouldn't this year's small meeting be very interesting?

Therefore, today, outside the Kunwu Jiutou River, as in previous years, a huge crowd of people has gathered.

In the teleportation array on the shore, there was still light coming out.

One after another, monks from the Middle Domain, and even from the North and South Regions, came here in the bustle, looking forward to the beginning of the small meeting.

When the Yashan Spirit Peak flew high above everyone's heads, countless eyes were raised, and naturally there was a boiling exclamation.

"Yashan is here!"

"Look, that female cultivator, is it the legendary Yashan Senior Sister who is worried?"

"Wow, and Bai Yin, who has been traveling for many years!"

"This is Yashan......"

……

Zheng Yin heard it, but he didn't look down, he just controlled the Lingzhao Peak, directly crossed the Jiutou River Bay, and directly entered the range of Kunwu.

Then, he hovered the Spirit Dome in mid-air.

At this time, a delicate figure in a light purple dress appeared in front of everyone's eyes, looking at the respectful salute, and the posture was a little graceful.

"The younger generation visited the head of Yashan Zheng, and Kunwu has been waiting for a long time. ”

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

Gu Qingmei.

Formed a feud with the small world of killing red, met at the small meeting sixty years ago, and there has been no intersection since then.

If I hadn't seen it at this moment, I would almost have forgotten that I still knew such a person.

At this moment, she looked at the other party, and the other party also looked at her.

Sixty years have not been seen, Gu Qingmei looks like he has matured a lot, at least the arrogance on his face has been subdued a lot.

Merely......

The moment she looked at it, she was still extremely keenly aware of the hatred that flashed in her eyes, as well as the faint anger in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

It seems that she hasn't forgotten a grievance back then?

Seeing a smile on her lips, it was just a flash of lightning, but another picture suddenly appeared in the bottom of her heart-

On the west coast, Qian Yuan, who was wielding a golden abacus, was slapped to the ground by someone, and then a sword pierced his shoulder......

It was a light purple figure with a mercury sword.

This is what she saw when she encountered the entrance of the cave where the remnant soul of the nine-headed bird was in the Polar Domain, and her mind wandered.

At that time, I also saw Qu Zhengfeng, Lu Xiangleng, Xiahou Yu and others, and I don't know if it was a hallucination or a real thing.

But after returning to the Nineteen Continents, every scene I saw at that time had facts corresponding to it.

So......

What is the situation now?

Seeing Gu Qingmei standing in the air, the little smile on his lips suddenly slowly disappeared.

At the beginning, Zheng Yu had also heard of the grievances between Kunwu, a delicate girl and her own senior sister, and she was very unhappy with Gu Qingmei.

But on the face, he didn't show anything, only said: "There is a nephew of Master Lao, I don't know where the head of Hengxu and Uncle Fudao are at this moment?"

"In the Great Hall of the Heavens, there is a discussion, please go to the head of the house. ”

Gu Qingmei smiled and replied.

Zheng Yu nodded, but turned around and said to Jianchou: "Kunwu has arrived, I want to go to the Great Hall of Heavens to discuss matters, and I will come with me when I see Senior Sister Chou." ”

Tell her to come along?

I was slightly surprised when I saw sorrow.

Gu Qingmei's eyes immediately widened, and he was displeased, and couldn't help but remind: "The head of the family only said that he asked the head of Zheng to go, no-"

The rest of the words came to an abrupt end.

Just because Zheng Yue, who had always been smiling, suddenly turned his eyes and looked at her straightly, his eyes were dull, with an indescribable coldness.

At this moment, Gu Qingmei couldn't say a word.

Zheng Yu acted as if he hadn't done anything, and beckoned to Jianchou: "Senior sister, let's go." ”

Seeing sorrow is actually a little hesitant.

She originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask about the lack of money, but Zheng invited herself to come over, and she must have her own reasons.

Moreover, she really wanted to see how the people of Fudao Mountain were doing now.

Therefore, after only thinking for a moment, she nodded, said goodbye to Bai Yin, and followed Zheng Yin.

The hovering place of Lingzhaoding is not far from the main peak of Kunwu.

Although he was only in the late stage of Yuan Ying, Zheng Yin, who was worried about it, had no problem keeping up with the normal speed.

A moment later, the two of them landed on the Yunhai Square.

So the figure in front of him naturally fell into the eyes of sorrow.

The ethereal clouds, illuminated by the daylight, scattered a faint rainbow light.

The ground is snow-white, and the seals are carved with green pines, auspicious clouds and cranes.

The breeze blows under the dome, and the clouds roll on it, making people feel like a fairyland.

Xie Buchen was dressed in a green robe, standing in it with a long body, his cold eyebrows and eyes, with a little bookish atmosphere of the old days, revealing a little sparseness in the elegance.

It looks like it is not stained with any vulgarity, like an immortal.

Seeing Zheng Invite and Seeing Sorrow coming, he took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "I have seen Master Zheng, Master and Elder Fudao are in the hall, and they have been waiting for you for a long time. ”