……

The figures of the four holy monks came in an instant, and the strength of their palms was pervasive, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

Lu Fengqiu pushes horizontally with both palms!

A whirlpool of energy burst out!

Rumble!

A violent sound of energy colliding echoed for a long time in the sky above Cihang Jingzhai.

The four holy monks all flew out upside down!

It falls high in mid-air like a kite with a broken string!

Fell in the snow.

The eyes of the four holy monks were full of horror, and their faces were like ashes, they had already thought that Lu Fengqiu would be very strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong!

The four of them joined forces and lost like this!

Utterly defeated!

The master of wisdom is full of meridians!

Vitality is constantly passing, and it is already dying.

Master Daoxin spat blood from his mouth, his eyes were dark, and his arms were down, and he was no better than Master Wisdom.

Emperor Heart Venerable lay on the ground, his pupils gradually dilated, and his breath gradually disappeared.

Master Jiaxiang's dry Zen Xuangong saved his life, although he had a life, but he had also lost his internal strength.

The four holy monks are all grandmaster-level figures who are nearly 100 years old, and without the support of that pure Buddhist skill, it won't be long before they will pass away.

Lu Fengqiu didn't look at the four old monks, they were just breathless, they couldn't make any waves anymore.

Lu Fengqiu walked towards the Cihang Hall with his hands in his hands.

Yun Shuai looked at the miserable situation of the four holy monks, and shook his spirit, only to feel that Lu Fengqiu's figure was getting taller and taller.

Seeing Lu Fengqiu walking towards the Cihang Palace, he hurriedly followed.

Lu Fengqiu stepped into the Cihang Palace.

All the nuns in the temple were holding prayer beads with their eyes closed, and their mouths were constantly reciting scriptures.

Lu Fengqiu snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and the invisible energy surged in all directions.

All the nuns were swept to the ground by his true qi, although Lu Fengqiu could spare their lives, but all the martial arts had to be abolished.

"From today onwards, Cihang Jingzhai has been removed from the martial arts."

Lu Fengqiu's voice fell into the ears of all the nuns in the hall.

……

Lu Fengqiu finished everything and ordered Yun Shuai to burn all the martial arts classics of Cihang Jingzhai.

Even Cihang Jingzhai's Zhenfang classic "Cihang Sword Codex" was burned by Yun Shuai.

The raging fire ignited on the Emperor's Peak, and the dark red fire light seemed to tell the history of this Cihang Jingzhai for hundreds of years in this dark night.

But no matter how powerful Cihang Jingzhai was in the past, after today, there will be no more Cihang Jingzhai in the martial arts.

Yun Shuai looked at the ashes and snowflakes flying in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the martial arts holy land that had been powerful for hundreds of years, and Cihang Jingzhai, who was known as the leader of the white path of martial arts, would also perish one day.

……

Lu Fengqiu walked out of Cihang Jingzhai.

The sky is late, the wind and snow are still there, the snow outside the mountain is pressed on the branches, and the silver frost is draped, which makes it seem that this emperor stepping on the peak is extremely elegant and quiet.

Lu Fengqiu saw that in front of the mountain road from the seven-fold gate, a figure was hurrying up.

As he got closer, Lu Fengqiu saw the faces of the visitors clearly.

The man's hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, and his face was dusty, and it seemed that he had traveled a long way to get here.

That person was not someone else, it was Xu Ziling.

Lu Fengqiu looked at Xu Ziling and said, "You're late." ”

Lu Fengqiu's voice was mixed with the cold wind, and it became more and more cold.

Xu Ziling's footsteps stopped, he stood in front of the sixth gate, and said slowly: "It's not too late. “

Lu Fengqiu said: "Do you want to avenge your concubine?" “

Xu Ziling shook his head, his eyes were extremely bright, he looked at Lu Fengqiu and said, "I'm not here to avenge anyone, I'm just here to fulfill an agreement, and by the way, bury Concubine Xuan's ashes here." ”

When Lu Fengqiu heard this, he said, "It seems that you are really a seed of infatuation." ”

Xu Ziling said in a deep voice: "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect you to uproot Jing Zhai." ”

Lu Fengqiu smiled and said, "There are many things you didn't expect. “

Xu Ziling was silent for a long time before he said, "Maybe." ”

……

Cihang Jingzhai is destroyed! The four holy monks have all passed away!

When this news reached the rivers and lakes, the entire rivers and lakes were silent.

That's Cihang Jingzhai!

The martial arts holy land that has stood in the martial arts for nearly 600 years!

It's just gone?

Everyone had a sense of unreality, as if they were in a dream.

It seems that overnight, the whole world has changed.

Everyone was shocked by Qingyunzi's handwriting!

The people in the white road were panicking, and the people in the demon gate far away in the grassland outside the Saiwai were ready to move.

At the same time, some people gradually came back to their senses and understood what Qingyunzi was doing.

……

Chang'an City, Tiance Mansion.

Li Shimin was having a long talk with a group of henchmen.

The fall of Cihang Jingzhai and the death of Concubine Xuan were indeed a big blow to Li Shimin.

With Cihang Jingzhai's influence in the White Dao, it can be of great help to Li Shimin.

But now that Cihang Jingzhai has been destroyed, Li Shimin's mood is naturally very bad.

Li Shimin couldn't help but think of Concubine Xuan, the woman who made him feel amazed like a fairy, would never appear again.

But now is not the time to be sad and sad, after the fall of Cihang Jingzhai, there will be no one to give him Li Valve to contain the Lingnan Song Valve.

Without containment, Song Que will definitely support the young marshal Kou Zhong to unify the south.

And Li Valu's current situation is really not optimistic, the northern Turks are eyeing each other, although he has a friendship with the Turkic Han Turki, but that friendship is impossible for the Turks not to wave their troops south.

What's more critical is that Qingyunzi is obviously giving Kou Zhong a platform, which makes Li Shimin even more headache.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think of Qingyunzi's destruction of Cihang Jingzhai?"

Li Shimin paced back and forth in the room, asking as he walked.

The eldest grandson Wuji stood up and said: "Qingyunzi was born this time, obviously to destroy the prestige of Buddhism, since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty deposed the hundred schools and respected Confucianism, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have become the mainstream of this world. ”

"After Yang Jian established the Great Sui, he was even more prosperous Buddhism, and the Daomen has always been inconspicuous, and now this Qingyunzi has made a strong move, obviously planning for the revitalization of the Daomen in the future."

"If we can do what they like and draw them to our side, then the impact of the fall of Cihang Jingzhai on us can be minimized."

Li Shimin said: "But this person is obviously standing on the platform for the young marshal Kou Zhong, and we want to do what he likes, but people may not appreciate it." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji said: "Your Highness is too worried, judging from the current situation, although that Qingyunzi appeared when the Heavenly Sword Song Que and Sanren Ning Daoqi were fighting, it may not be that he bet the treasure on Kou Zhong." ”

Li Shimin said: "Oh? How so? ”

The eldest grandson Wuji said: "If this person really bet on Kou Zhong, why has he never appeared in Kou Zhong's young marshal army?" ”

When Li Shimin heard this, he nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, a servant outside the door walked in, bowed to Li Shimin and said, "Your Highness, there is a Taoist outside the mansion who claims to be Qingyunzi and asks to see him. ”

When Li Shimin heard this, his face immediately changed, and he immediately said, "Can you hear clearly?" Is it really Qingyunzi? ”

The servant said, "That's right, that person does call himself Qingyunzi. ”

Li Shimin hurriedly said loudly: "Please, no, I'll go and greet you in person." ”

After that, Li Shimin said to the people in the room: "Everyone, let's discuss here today, the eldest grandson will stay, and the others will disperse first." ”

……

Lu Fengqiu stood in front of the gate of Tiance Mansion and saw the gate slowly open.

Out of Nafu came a burly man with big ears, a mighty appearance, eyes like paint, and a god.

"Qingyunzi Daoist came to Tiance Mansion, and the people of the world were late, and they hoped that Daoist would forgive their sins."

Li Shimin bowed his hand to Lu Fengqiu very politely, his demeanor and demeanor were indeed impeccable.

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Qin is polite, the poor road came uninvited, and he bothered him. “

Li Shimin raised his hand and said, "Please enter the mansion for a while." ”

Lu Fengqiu bowed slightly, and followed Li Shimin into Tiance Mansion with a smile on his face.

……

Two months later, the land of Lingnan, the mountain city of Songjia.

Under the night, a bright moon hangs high.

Lu Fengqiu stood in front of the Song Mansion Knife Grinding Hall, and Song Que held the world-shattering Heavenly Sword in his hand.

Song Que's eyebrows were extremely calm, and he said loudly: "Song Que has been waiting for the Dao Commander for a long time. “

Lu Fengqiu said with his hand: "Poor Dao admires Brother Song's personality, in today's battle, Poor Dao just wants to see Brother Song's ninth sword." ”

Song Que said: "Song Que knows that he is not the opponent of the Dao Chief, but I have been waiting for this battle for six years, no matter whether I win or lose, I will definitely go all out." ”

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "Okay, please Brother Song take out the knife." ”

Song Que looked at Lu Fengqiu's calm appearance, his eyes flashed, and the heavenly sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out.

Song Que's knife drawing action was extremely fast, and there was not the slightest gap to be found.

Once he decides to use the sword, it will be the sword of life and death!

In this battle, there is no starting style.

Only the ninth knife!

At the moment when Song Que drew his knife, Song Que suddenly accelerated, his body changed, and he suddenly came out.

The next moment, I saw that Song Que had already appeared in the sky.

He grasped the Heavenly Sword with both hands and slashed horizontally.

His sword had already fused the Nine Heavenly Blades into one, and the spirit of the whole person had reached its peak.

The path of the sword has reached this point, and it has reached the level of ghosts and gods.

Lu Fengqiu's eyes were also full of admiration, Song Que deserved to be Song Que, this sword path comprehended from the killing has reached a very clever level.

The knife is me, I am the knife!

Man and knife in one! Slay all enemies!

Compared with Ning Daoqi, who is dusty in his heart, Song Que is the most anticipated opponent.

Under the bright moon, the sword flashed, and this knife dared to compete for glory with the sun and the moon!

There is nothing but the knife!

The heavenly knife is out! Who's in the fight!

There is endless domineering and murderous aura in this knife!

In an instant, this sword that poured out Song Que's life's strength went down!

Lu Fengqiu flew out and raised his palms.

Song Que's eyes flashed with surprise, and his face showed a look of consternation.

I saw that Lu Fengqiu's palms were already tightly attached to his heavenly sword.

His Heavenly Sword couldn't take a step further!

He thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect it to end like this, the defeat was too complete and too clean.

He didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes, and sure enough, as he thought, the distance at the end of the world, even his ninth knife couldn't cross it!

Lu Fengqiu's cleverness has exceeded his imagination.

His sword had left no room for anything, and even Ning Daoqi couldn't resist the change.

But Lu Fengqiu actually pinched his knife with his bare hands, and he was able to control his strength so as not to hurt himself in the slightest.

Obviously, the gap between him and the other party is like a moat.

He said bitterly: "I am defeated......"

Lu Fengqiu put down his hands, stepped aside, and said with a smile: "Brother Song, your knife has already penetrated the heavens, and in time, Brother Song's sword path will definitely go to the next level." ”

Song Que's face has recovered, victory or defeat is just a common thing in soldiers, and he will not give up on himself because of this.

Song Que looked at Lu Fengqiu, and was even more deeply admired, until today, after really fighting with Lu Fengqiu, he knew how far Lu Fengqiu had come.

That kind of point already involved the shattered void, which he could not penetrate now, he only saw the skin, and the other party had obviously mastered the essence of it.

"The Taoist chief participates in the creation, and the palm power is free to send and receive, and Song Que admires it."

"Song Que still has something unclear, and he hopes that the Taoist will solve his doubts."

Lu Fengqiu Shi Ran said: "Please Brother Song speak clearly." ”

Song Que said: "Song Que heard that the Taoist Chief has been in Chang'an Tiance Mansion for a month, could it be that the Taoist Chief is also optimistic about Li Shimin?" ”

Lu Fengqiu shook his head slightly and said: "Poor Dao just gave Li Shimin a reassuring pill, Poor Dao admires Kou Zhong and Li Shimin, both of them are the dragons of the first-class people today, Poor Dao just doesn't want external forces to interfere too much with the two of them fighting for hegemony." ”

When Song Que heard this, he was thoughtful, and after a while, Song Que slowly spoke: "I understand." ”