Chapter 652: Kite Qingdao Dao Chief
The Second Elder was different from the Great Elder, and spent most of his time alone in cultivation. γLatest chapter reading. It's hard for anyone else to see him except for those close to him.
This time he appeared here because the formation was broken, which was not a big deal, but it was not like last time that someone reminded him that Qingyuanmen would come and wanted to destroy the Evergreen Gate.
The mountain shook, and the second elder was shocked and angry, wanting to find the troublemaker and kill him. Hung on the upper floor of the Purple City for public display.
Someone quickly told the story of the incident, and the second elder's eyes were blazing, and he said, "Batu, let's go!" I, the Evergreen Sect, have no hostility towards you, and we didn't do what they said. β
Batu didn't laugh angrily, staring at the second elder, and his voice gradually raised: "Isn't that who you four elders are?" Killed in my house, dare to say that that thing was not done by your Evergreen Gate? β
"The merits of nature cannot be hidden from everyone's eyes, whether it is true is true, and no one can deny it if it is false." The second elder's volume was also not low.
"Yes" Tang Chuan stepped forward and blocked Batu and said: "The real is naturally true, and the fake is naturally fake." As long as at this juncture, no one knows the truth or falsehood, and it is done. β
"After that...... After the Evergreen Gate dominates the Purple Gold Domain, who will have the courage to say these things? Tang Chuan weighed the words and sentences, and every word came from the heart.
The second elder just glanced at Tang Chuan, pinched the law in his hand, his silver hair flew in the wind, and spit out two words, "Fight!" β
After being unreasonable, violence is always the most useful weapon, and there is no one.
The purple snake fell from the sky, and the second elder of the guard was thoughtful, and more of them swallowed the core and killed Tang Chuan.
With a snort, Tang Chuan glanced at the second elder a little strangely, this guy must not have seriously understood himself, otherwise how could he use thunder and lightning against himself.
Grabbing the purple snake casually, Tang Chuan smiled and pinched into a cloud of green smoke, and the ashes disappeared.
It's just a matter of moments.
In the next second, the second elder unwillingly held the war spear made of thunder and lightning and pounced.
The halberd is in the air, and the moves that have never changed have been proven by history to be effective, but with a casual block, the war spear is cut off by the homeopathic halberd.
"I know you're not convinced...... If you kind of hit me! Tang Chuan provoked, but there was no killer.
With such an opponent, he has no interest in making a dead hand.
Standing proudly on the earth, surrounded by terrified monks.
The third elder was defeated, the fourth elder died, and the second elder only lasted a few dozen seconds, and everything seemed to be a fleeting and dreamy existence.
With a long sigh, the second elder left without looking back, leaving only the third elder looking at Tang Chuan with a complicated face, covering his chest, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not yet been wiped off.
Steward Tang stepped up to the front desk and shouted: "I have long heard that the monks of the Evergreen Sect can only bully others, and they have never had real talents and learning, but when I see it today, it is true!" β
"Too much deception!" There was a hot temper who wanted to do it, but he didn't dare to come out, and he was seen by the sharp-eyed fellow doorman and dragged hard.
"You're the one who bullies!" Tang Chuan looked at him, but he spoke.
β......β
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, there was still no figure in sight of the high-level leaders of the Evergreen Gate, and the most bulls* were only the Third Elder and the Second Elder who had been easily defeated just now.
"If you don't come out, I'll just go on my own!" Tang Chuan sneered, looked at the way made by the crowd, and smiled.
The third elder was sullen, and his young body trembled, but no one rushed to help him.
Unexpectedly, Tang Chuan actually stopped when he passed by him, stretched out his hand to help, and without waiting for him to thank him, he said, "This is your monk from the Evergreen Sect, and it is estimated that there are not many martyrs." β
The three elders smiled bitterly, their mouths spilling blood, and their hearts were bright.
More people are frightened, not everyone doesn't want to give everything for Changqingmen, but people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.
Once the students of Qinqing walk out of the ivory tower-like colleges, most of them understand one thing, that is, forbearance.
Going from zero to one is always the hardest, especially for people with low eyes.
The 360 lines are not suitable for young people, most of whom like face and want a glorious and considerate job.
These monks are similar, they want to seek immortals and ask, their sense of belonging to the Evergreen Sect is definitely not very high.
Walking past the third elder, Tang Chuan didn't have any ridicule, and there was no regret that shouldn't have appeared, he just smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.
After the mountain gate is a continuous tree, there are many kinds of trees, each tree grows very regularly, distributed around the road, many trees are still blooming pink and white flowers at this time, the fragrance is overflowing.
"It's spring." Tang Chuan said thoughtlessly.
"It's winter in the outside world," he added, which was a supplement to the previous one.
Batu didn't know what it meant, his seriousness about the outside world was simple, there were a lot of ordinary people there, that's all.
After all, it is only in recent decades that there have been fewer patrolmen, and before the establishment of this dynasty, there were too many patrolmen, as terrifying as the frequency of law enforcers.
At that time, to appear outside the Great Domain without permission was to die.
But now, the inspector has not shown up for a long time, but the cultivator's desire for the outside world has not diminished.
They are like people in a besieged city, always yearning for the other side, no matter how many rules there are.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Tang Chuan saw the magnificent hall, which was the most formal palace of the Changqing Gate, where every big and small event would be held.
In the past, when other sects visited, most of them were received in the main hall.
Batu was stunned at the first sight, he was born in the Purple Gold Domain, and the most luxurious palace he had ever seen before was the City Lord's Mansion in the Purple Gold City.
Suddenly saw another house that was better than the city lord's mansion, and in addition to envy, he understood the word power more.
Since he was a child, his parents have strictly restrained him, telling him that the greatest freedom in the heavens and the earth, and that power is like a passing cloud, which will only bring greater disasters.
Who the former owner of the City Lord's Mansion was, Batu forgot. Only knew that as soon as the previous one died, the previous city lord took over this mansion that seemed to him to be extremely gorgeous at the time.
Now it seems that his vision at that time could be lower?
Batu didn't care more about his reaction at the beginning, but followed Tang Chuan into the huge palace.
Red bricks and green tiles, golden pillars...... There is also a series of golden things that Tang Chuan can't name, and the main color here is gold, and nothing else.
Inside the palace, there was a man sitting with a book in his hand, his fingers gently flipping from time to time.
"Who are you!" Batu couldn't help but ask.
The man didn't raise his head, his eyes still stayed on the book, and after a while, he seemed to react, "Who are you?" Don't say you came here and don't know who I am! β
The dialogue is very similar to that in the script, one-on-one answers, and it is tightly matched.
Tang Chuan grabbed Batu, it was completely unnecessary to talk so much about this person.
"Are you from the Evergreen Sect?" Tang Chuan was not slow to speak.
The man naturally nodded, it seemed that the body of an ordinary old man contained powerful energy, and perhaps it was a Xuankong Realm cultivator.
This should also be the reason for Qingyuanmen's defeat.
He looked at Tang Chuan, pointed at the others, and asked, "You are all from Qingyuanmen?" β
The three of them shook their heads in unison.
"What do you mean?"
"You have to go and accompany the people of Qingyuanmen!" He put down the book, and the appearance of bamboo in his chest made Tang Chuan very unaccustomed.
"They still thought that their arrangement in the Purple Gold Domain, the old man didn't know. Without the help of the Clear Source Domain, those guys would be a bunch of waste. Especially that Lu Xiaobu, within a year, he will definitely die. He was sure.
Steward Tang was suspicious, this is not to say so much at all.
The man was still smiling, smiling very happily: "Having said so much, the Great Elder is about to destroy the Qingyuan Sect. It's time for you to hit the road, too. β
Tang Chuan was unhurried and looked at him, "Who the hell are you!" β
He asked, "Who are you?" β
"Tang Chuan!"
"I don't know, my name is Zhou Xian! Some people also call me the kite Qingdao chief. He reported himself.
Kite Qingdao Road Chief? Looking at each other, no one knew the origin of this extremely random name.
Steward Tang just stepped back and stood in a corner watching the battle like Batu.
The only thing that can be determined is that this kite Qingdao Dao chief is the back hand of the Evergreen Gate.
The halberd slammed against the long knife, and there was no brilliant fire, and there was no piercing sound.
This is a silent film at all, except for the whirring wind that echoes in the hall from time to time, tearing through the golden curtains.
The golden silk satin turned into mist, drifting in the air, torn again and again by the halberd long knife, endlessly.
Glancing at each other, Steward Tang was no less shocked than Batu, in fact, he had a clearer understanding of the two people in the main hall, especially for Tang Chuan.
The actions of a monk in the middle of the Xuankong Realm were actually like this, and he could only describe them in two words.
If it was in ancient times, the Xuanming Realm was still very naΓ―ve to look at the Xuankong Realm.
But now the Xuankong Realm is rare to see, and no one knows about the higher level on this planet.
It's like a depleted pond that can only support some small shrimp and small fish, and a slightly larger one can't.
"Kite Qingdao Chief! The elder of the kite Qingdao is the heir of the evergreen real person, but I didn't expect that he was still alive after almost a thousand years! Batu's eyes widened, not believing that the old man was a figure from a thousand years ago.
However, the kite Qingdao Dao Chief, there is only one such use in the Purple Gold Domain, and other large domains may have it, but there should be no one who can reach the Xuankong Realm.
Just like a single name is always easy to succeed, a name that is very popular will be popularized.
Steward Tang captured every detail of the elis Qingdao's movements, he was different from Tang Chuan, and the path he walked was very similar.
I can't say which one is good or that is not good.
But what is certain is that Tang Chuan has gone further and has greater potential.
Therefore, Steward Tang was studying tirelessly, learning the battle of the rare Xuankong Realm monks.
It was too late, it was too fast, the battle between the halberd and the long knife did not last long, and the tense nerves had to be relaxed after all, even if it was only for a minute or two.
Tang Chuan shouted: "It's hard to meet a monk from the Xuankong Realm, I won't kill you!" β
The latter is helpless, Tang Chuan is very strong!