Inside the manor, the starlight is quiet.

Qin Yi and Ning Xin walked along, from the realization that in a short period of time, the two seemed to have known each other for thousands of years, and there was a wordless tacit understanding.

"I have already ordered the divine doctor of the Great Qin Pharmaceutical Factory to prepare the latest developed immortal qi ointment for you, and your appearance will be restored soon." Qin Yi suddenly spoke.

"Brother Qin, do you think I'm good-looking?" Ning Xin stopped, looked at Qin Yi, and asked with a smile.

"Beautiful!"

"In my opinion, people are just a piece of skin, and the beauty in your bones and soul is what really moves me." Qin Yi nodded indifferently.

"Then I'll be content, before I was disfigured, I knew that Brother Qin wouldn't judge people by their appearance."

"Of course, it would be great if you could restore your appearance. I don't want others to say that the president of the Chamber of Commerce chosen by Qin Hou is an ugly bastard. ”

Ning Xinqiao blushed and smiled shyly.

"I'm going back tomorrow, here in the Chamber of Commerce, you can ask your father and Shi Lao more, if you can't do anything, look for Di Fengyun, as for Qi Yunwei, you don't have to take it to heart, he is a smart man, he will be a man with his tail between his legs." Qin Yi admonished.

"yes, I see. Brother Qin, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations and strive to make a career like Miss Wen! Ning Xin swore an oath.

"Xiaoxin, it may be a long time before I see each other again, you are so self-cherishing."

"Say goodbye here, don't send it away."

When he arrived at the entrance of the manor, Qin Yi said calmly.

As soon as he said this, Ning Xin's heart seemed to be slashed by a sharp knife, and tears of pain suddenly fell.

She had an ominous premonition, as if Qin Yi was saying a final goodbye to her, goodbye for a long time, how long? For a lifetime?

"Brother Qin, can I hug you?" Ning Xin's eyes were full of pleading.

"Of course!"

Qin Yi stretched out his arms and gently hugged Ning Xin, who was lying in his arms, silently shedding tears, and separated for a long time.

Qin Yi still left after all, and he walked very freely, because he had more important things to do.

And Ning Xin can only remember his back!

She was afraid that this farewell would be forgotten for too long!

……

Qin Yi returned to Dongzhou and only practiced penance in Xuanzhong every day.

There are only a few days left before the appointment of the Beilin Temple of Shangsong Mountain to obtain the Phaseless Tribulation Pill, and the entire north-south martial arts world is already surging, and everyone knows that a major event that will change the history of the north-south martial arts world is about to happen.

Beilin Temple has always been the first sect in the world, the source of martial arts, and the reputation is far more authentic than Nanlin Temple, and the prestige is more than that.

Since the history of the martial arts world, no one who provokes Beilin Temple can escape with his whole body! After thousands of years, Beilin Temple has encountered countless sects and strong provocations, and it can still stand in the martial arts world and dominate the world, which shows its strong strength.

Qin Hou was the first person in the past three hundred years, in addition to the Qing court, to dare to challenge the authority of Beilin Temple.

What's even more awe-inspiring is that he went to Beilin alone!

This is simply a joke in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the entire martial arts world, including Yan Baye, no one dares to underestimate it.

Just because he is the Marquis of Jiangdong Qin, a peerless genius who can always create miracles.

The suburbs of Yanjing, the base of the Eight Desolations!

In the hall of Yan Baye, there have been gathered top masters from all walks of life in the northern martial arts world, and the most advanced cultivation here must be at the grandmaster level!

At this moment, all the Grandmasters and Heavenly Masters gathered together, and there were many discussions, and everyone was angry, and from time to time some people scolded loudly.

After a while, I heard the chief guard at the door shouting: "The eighth master has arrived!" ”

Yan Baye, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, stomped his feet and draped his hair, and slowly walked into the hall with his hands in his hands.

Everyone stood up and respectfully hugged their fists to say hello.

"Eighth Master, the Qin thief provoked my authentic authority in the north, is it tolerable or unbearable, and I also ask the eighth master to order, we will gather in Songshan and destroy this evil thief."

"That's right, the Qin thief will not be destroyed, and the arrogance of the Southern Martial Arts Realm will only become more and more arrogant, it's time to give them some color."

"Last time in the Yinshan Bazaar, as many as a dozen of our northern leaders died at his hands, this revenge is not avenged, and heaven will not tolerate it."

"Please also ask the eighth master to uphold justice and lead us to kill the thief."

As soon as Yan Baye sat down, he was already scolding endlessly, and they all asked for battle.

"Silence! What kind of system is it that twitters! Fenggong Ying's eyes sank and shouted.

Suddenly, the hall fell silent, and everyone looked at the handsome and demonic Yan Baye.

"Is there any news from Beilin Temple?" Yan Baye stroked his sideburns with his head sideways, and his voice was as calm as autumn water.

"Back to the eighth master, Beilin Temple has been closed recently, and there is no reply from the relevant parties at present."

"However, there is news that in the temple, some people intend to make peace with Qin Hou and send out the Phaseless Tribulation Pill!"

"Of course, there are also those who are in the main battle, and I'm afraid it's also under discussion at this time."

Feng Gong replied.

"Fenggong, what do you think?" Yan Baye asked.

"We northerners have always been too disciplined, and we have to be polite in everything."

"In my opinion, there is no need to talk to Qin Hou about the rules, Qin thief provokes and dies, and we can fulfill him."

"Eighth Master, we can't underestimate this person anymore, and we must not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Justice.

"That's right, since he's so arrogant, why should I reason with him."

"Eighth Master, give the order."

"Otherwise, today he can assimilate the Changbai Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, and in the future, there may be more sects, and he can't let this villain make waves."

The new head of the Kunlun sect was indignant.

"Okay, in the name of the Martial God, the elites of the major factions in the north will gather in Songshan to kill the Qin thieves!"

Yan Baye pondered for a moment and suddenly ordered.

His son Yan Jue's tragic death at the hands of Qin Yi has become a lifelong pain, and if he is given a good opportunity today, there is really no reason to miss it.

……

Songshan Beilin Temple.

There are many ancient temples, solemn and solemn.

At this moment, inside the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

All the monks gathered, and the four people sitting at the top were the abbot Benshan Master, the Dharma Hall Benxin Master, the Arhat Hall Benyi, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion Ben Ren, and the Precept Hall Ben Ku Master.

Below the five are the important monks of each hall.

"Qin Hou is about to worship the mountain in three days, what do you think?" Ben Shan is kind and kind-eyed, slightly chubby, and his words reveal the peace of Buddhism.

"Hmph, what's your opinion? They all came to the door and killed my true junior brother, this hatred is not shared, if he doesn't come, he will take his head. Ben Xin had a hot temper and slapped the table angrily.

"I support my senior brother, my Beilin Temple is authentic in the world, and not to mention that the Wuxiang Tribulation Pill is the treasure of this sect, and the domineering of Qin Hou alone cannot allow him." The original meaning echoed the Tao.

"What do the two junior disciples of Ben Ren and Ben Ku think?" Benshan asked with a sinking brow.

The two masters closed their eyes cross-legged and recited the Buddha's name together, "My Buddha is merciful, purifying all sentient beings, Qin Hou is also one of sentient beings, he takes the pill to save people, why should my generation be embarrassed." ”

"The pill is a Chen thing, it is a merit to save people, once the war starts, it will definitely flow into a river of blood, which is not what my Buddhism wants."

Ben shook his head bitterly and sighed.

"Two senior brothers, you go to Zen all day long, you are so Buddha-natured, I can't compare to you."

"If you are afraid of death, I will fight myself."

"Senior Brother Abbot, I'll put my words here, you agree that I will fight, if you don't agree, I will also fight!"

"Humph!"

Ben Xin and Ben Yi stood up, and the two of them brushed their sleeves and walked away angrily.

These two people have always been warlike, and they are in charge of the warrior monk's combat power, although Benshan is the abbot, but it is difficult to restrain the two, so he can only shake his head helplessly and sigh bitterly.

Ben Xin and Ben Yi returned to the headquarters and immediately issued a heroic post to the northern martial arts world, calling heroes from all walks of life to go to Songshan Mountain to capture thieves.

Due to the presence of Yan Baye's martial god order, for a while, almost all the elites in the north gathered in Songshan within two days, only to wait for Qin Hou to break into the mountain and send him to death.

(End of chapter)