At the beginning of the light snow, the sky and the earth bloomed with golden light.

A group of people, dozens of figures stepped on the winding mountain road.

The mountain is a blue sky mountain.

At the top of the trail is the first peak of the Holy Gate.

Elder Wisdom stood in the high pavilion and saw the person from a distance, not only showing a smile full of evil spirits.

"It is worthy of being the master, arranging one after another, first the prince, and then even Li Ling was used as a pawn by him, and he fell off the chessboard at this moment.

Is it just that something really happened to Si Wuxie?"

The Wisdom Elder frowned, a little unbelievable, how could such a powerful Tongxuan Immortal die so easily?

At the snow-covered mountain gate, there were two rows of disciples of the Holy Gate.

The disciples who followed behind Li Ling felt the majesty of the Holy Gate, and couldn't help but restrain a little.

And the main hall.

Elder Heavenly King was already sitting on the side seat.

Seeing Lan Yue, the two of them looked at each other, and without saying much, the Heavenly King knew that Lan Yue had been defeated, and he had not been able to stop the Holy Master of the Lotte Mansion, Li Ling, but Lan Yue was already strong enough, and it dragged on for almost a week.

It's just that this week, the door owner still hasn't returned.

The deep old man with a hooked nose did not move, and his eyes were like an abyss.

Li Ling, the comer is not good.

He hasn't been on Bikong Mountain for ten years, why did he come just after the master disappeared?

Greetings can also be pleasantries, but there is no need anymore.

At the end of the day, it depends on who has the hard fist.

But...

No matter how hard it is, it is impossible to completely tear the skin, after all, it is the same door.

Therefore, Li Ling brought three foolish disciples.

Therefore, Blue Moon only knew to stop the loss, and once he lost, he would take people up the mountain.

They all follow this rule.

It is taboo to kill each other, no matter what sect it is, let alone the Holy Gate.

Elder Heavenly King raised his hand: "Master Li Ling, please take a seat." ”

The maids hurried to serve tea.

Li Ling stood in the center of the hall, didn't say a word, just looked at the hook-nosed old man sitting on his side with a smile, "Heavenly King, when we were young, we used to go to the rivers and lakes together, right?

"Master Li Ling, if you are here to have tea and drink wine with the old man, then I shouldn't meet here, right?"

The Heavenly King's expression was indifferent, and he should take appropriate measures.

Li Ling laughed and said, "That brother still lets so many people here? ”

The Heavenly King sneered, "What secret?"

Li Ling said lightly: "Do you really want me to say it?"

The Heavenly King frowned, and suddenly waved his sleeves: "Let's go down!"

It seems that this spirit really knows something.

But...

How is that possible?

The foreboding feeling in the bottom of his heart became stronger and stronger, and a mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the calmer it was, the more the dark tide was surging in the heart of the Heavenly King Elder.

The snow outside this hall is clearing, and an even more terrifying storm is brewing.

A moment later.

The tea is gone, and the wine is gone.

There were only three people left in the entire hall.

Blue Moon, Heavenly King, Powerful Spirit.

Footsteps came from outside the door, and the three of them turned their heads sideways, but they saw that it was the wise elder.

This green-robed elder with a smile of "self-righteousness is unfathomable" stood on the side, he came to see if he could help the chess pieces thrown by this master by the way.

Li Lingzhi directly took out a piece of metal that had been dimmed from his arms and threw it to the ground.

The crisp sound was especially harsh in the main hall.

The three deacons and elders looked at each other at the same time.

At the same time frowned.

All three knew the fragment.

The divine soldier "poem three hundred" is an innocent weapon of the door master, and its biggest feature is the blade pattern.

The blade pattern is not a common divine pattern such as waves, stacked patterns, and flames, but is like a poem, from top to bottom, densely packed, as if it is a rhyme engraved on a bamboo slip.

This fragment is only the tip of a weapon, but the unique texture speaks for itself.

There was an eerie silence in the hall.

Li Ling was very satisfied with this atmosphere, he felt that everything was under his control, so he said, "In this case, do you think it is necessary to go and see my senior brother?"

If something happens to Senior Brother, this Holy Gate always needs someone to preside over it, right?

The second senior brother Tian Cuoyang has been missing for decades, and I am the only one left in this sect's master's generation.

Or do you think a milky, dry son can lead you?"

Li Ling took a step forward, raised his hands, lowered his voice, and said demagogically: "You are all Tian Yuan, right? Although Tian Yuan is a strong man in the eyes of the world, we all know that we are losers.

It's because of various reasons, the loser who failed to win the championship!

If... I am the master of the door, and I promise you three that I can give you a chance to re-enter the mysteries.

Although Elder Blue Moon is still persistent, the old man told you that if you want to enter the Xuan, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, you... Although it is amazing, it may not be possible.

When you fail and transfer to Tianyuan, the old man's promise is still there. ”

As soon as the words fell, it was like a boulder falling, causing an uproar in the hearts of the three deacons and elders.

Li Ling is full of a sense of superiority, and a kind of confidence that the overall situation is under control, and there is no foolproof confidence, "The winter has not passed, there is still more than a month before the beginning of spring, and this more than a month, as long as the three of you help me, then..."

"So what??"

A voice came from outside the door.

It was a teenager's voice.

He walked very slowly and very quickly.

Slow refers to the movement of his leg lift, the magnitude of his steps.

fast, refers to his displacement in space.

Two or three steps of kung fu, the sound and the person come at the same time.

The Holy Son, wrapped in black and gold robes, had already stood at the entrance of the main hall at some point, and appeared in the center of the main hall in one step.

The seat of the Lord was empty, and only the Son and the Lord of the Gate could sit.

Xia Ji sat down directly, and then leaned forward slightly: "Master Li Ling, please continue." ”

He quietly looked at His Highness's people.

A burst of anger surged up in Li Ling's heart: "Holy Son, doesn't you know how to respect your elders so much? I am your teacher's junior brother, according to the seniority, you have to call me uncle." ”

Xia Ji responded indifferently: "So, Master Li Ling suddenly came to my Holy Gate to create rumors and deceive people's hearts, do you know that it is wrong?"

"Wrong ?!?"

Li Ling was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have heard the funniest digestion in the world, and raised his head and laughed, "Boy, you really don't understand anything." ”

Do you think there's anyone else to support you?

Do you think Si Wuxian is still alive?

If Si Wuxian is still there, the old man will still be a little jealous.

But now, the three elders of the Holy Gate will not make any more moves, and they have obtained the old man's promise.

What can you do with a stinky kid?

Although the conversation between the four of them was quiet, for Xia Ji, he vaguely heard a lot.

At this time, he looked sideways at the three elders, and sure enough, all three of them bowed their heads and were silent.

This is normal.

An opportunity to step into the Tongxuan again was enough to make all Tian Yuan take risks, even the Heavenly King Elder was no exception.

What's more, if Si Wuxian is really dead, then the Holy Gate will re-divide the forces, and if you get the news early in the morning, those who are prepared, and those who have the opportunity will always have an advantage.

The main hall was dull, and the golden light outside the door was a little dim.

Elder Wisdom stepped forward, "Holy Son, Master Li Ling is just here to visit Senior Brother, he said that he is just worried about the Sect Master, the Sect Master's weapons are broken, if he encounters danger, wouldn't it be better for us to deal with it as soon as possible."

Although Master Li Ling spoke more directly, his heart was all for my Holy Gate.

You'd better prepare for the temple inspection after the beginning of spring.

Here, just leave it to us old guys. ”

What he said was to completely empty the Son and let him go, which means "you can't intervene here."

Xia Ji's gaze lingered for a moment on the fragments of the divine weapons on the main hall.

The young man in the black and gold robe frowned slightly.

The first words that flashed in my heart were: Poisonous Qilin, Red Yama, White Tiger... There are "traitors" among them!

Si Wuxian died on the third peak, and his body became a part of the secret realm, except for the three of them, it was impossible for anyone to take out this divine weapon fragment.

For a time, His Royal Highness was eyeing the tiger, and there was a lot of fog outside the hall.

A storm is coming.

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