The sun was scorching, the sky was blue, and the white clouds were stretched into thin strips and flew to the east like a rake.

The wind blew from the south, blocked out by the long Lion Camel Mountains, and the small Locke's Village became its last stop.

It's past noon.

In the Qingjing Temple, in a pavilion outside the east guest room, the only two remaining Taoist priests of the Qingjing Temple are sitting opposite each other......

The hand that raised the teacup stiffened slightly.

Just now, he heard Jiang You in his ears, "Since this is the case, then please everyone, die here today!" ".

I didn't come back to my senses for a while.

"......Master, what do you think?" On the other side of the table, Daoist Qingshi sat cross-legged, his voice crisp and calm, as if he didn't notice the abnormality of Daoist Jingyuan.

Forcibly suppressed the doubts and uneasiness in his heart, Jingyuan Dao Chang looked at it and seemed to have changed his temperament today, and came to ask his little disciple for the "Yuanyang Sutra" at noon, and took back his divine consciousness from the extremely far inside the Lion Camel Mountain Range.

No matter why Jiang You said that, since he was out of Luojiazhuang, it was impossible for him to rush over now, Jingyuan Daoist knew this very well, and now he only hoped that Jiang You could be a little measured, and know who his life was in his hands, and not touch his bottom line too much!

As for these people...... If you kill it, you will kill it, in his opinion, none of these people together is as important as Jiang You! It's time to vent to Jiang You, they are dead, and he can just use this as an excuse to let Jiang You, who has never let go, deceive more people to come!

Quickly finalizing his mind in his heart, Daoist Jingyuan stroked his white beard and looked at Daoist Qingshi with a relieved gaze.

"It seems that the Yuanyang Sutra during this period of time has not been copied in vain, and it is very relieved that you can have such an opinion as a teacher!" The voice of the head of Jingyuan Dao is as old and kind as ever, so that everyone who hears it can't help but think of the warm sunshine in winter, giving people a warm and comfortable heartfelt feeling.

But Daoist Qingshi didn't think of the sunshine, he only thought of the picture in his senior brother's memory and the evil face with blood on his mouth, and gradually, it seemed to merge with the kind and kind face in front of him.

Stunned, he put down the teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes, and looked at the amber fine tea, his eyes calm.

"It's better to drink Tuotuo tea." He said in his heart.

Suddenly, he heard a click and raised his head, only to see that the teacup in the hand of the Jingyuan Daoist had been broken into four pieces, and the bright yellow tea floated on the table, slowly gathering into another teacup.

"Qingshi ......" Jingyuan Dao Chief's voice was low, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Qingshi Dao Chang felt the anger in it.

"Master!" Qingshi Dao Chang clasped his hands in front of his abdomen and made a respectful gesture from top to bottom.

Daoist Jingyuan was stunned, as if he didn't expect Daoist Qingshi to salute so solemnly—how much has this naughty little disciple ever given himself such a dignified salute?

But he quickly reacted and understood that now was not the time to think about this, so he continued to say in an "angry" voice: "You leave for the Spirit Hall now!" ”

"Spirit Temple?" Qingshi Daoist asked, although it was a rhetorical question, but his voice was unusually calm.

Jingyuan Dao Chang waved his sleeves, got up and left with an angry expression, and walked outside the pavilion while saying in a deep voice: "That group of thieves who have not changed their nature are here again, what kind of persimmon is it really good to pinch when I am pure?" Let them go, they actually ......"

The old man's voice stopped abruptly.

The Jingyuan Dao Leader stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked straight ahead, his old gaze as if he was about to pierce the void.

"Qingshi, what do you mean by this?" He spoke calmly, and the "anger" on the face of Daoist Qingshi with his back to Qingshi gradually subsided.

Right in front of him, just a palm's width from the tip of his nose, a transparent barrier was like a pane of glass, completely isolating the gazebo from the surroundings from the outside world.

He turned around slowly, looking at the little disciple who was still sitting cross-legged behind the table, and did not move from beginning to end, his eyes were deep.

Daoist Qingshi stood up and saluted Daoist Jingyuan again.

- Bow your hand!

"Master, do you remember what you said when you taught me to do this bow?" He raised his hands in front of his chest, stood without bowing, and looked at the Jingyuan Dao Chief, his voice clear and calm.

The gray robe hung down naturally on him, and a gust of wind blew, and the corners of his clothes shook slightly, like the straight and stubborn cedar on the pecking peak.

"Promote the good, hide the evil ......"

Daoist Jingyuan looked at him quietly, and a smile gradually appeared on his wrinkled face like an old tree: "It turns out that you already know!" ”

Without waiting for Daoist Qingshi to speak, he stroked his sleeves, as if relieved, and nodded with emotion, and said softly:

“…… Then I can't keep you! ”

As soon as the words fell, a talisman fell into the palm of his hand, he stretched out his hand, and a burst of yellow light flew into the sky, and a terrifying pressure came from the top of the entire pavilion, accompanied by a violent rumbling sound that pressed directly on the pavilion!

In a few words, he directly killed the killer, without thinking of the slightest meaning of master-apprentice love!

Bang bang......

There was a crackling explosion sound above the pavilion, and the Qingshi Dao Chief knew that it was the sound of the aftermath of the tiles above that could not withstand the pressure and began to shatter, so he quickly took seven steps back, stepped on the position of the Big Dipper, flashed the yellow talisman in his hand, pulled out a long wooden sword, and made seven strokes in the air, and turned the sword around!

Yellow talismans emerged with the rotation of the tip of the sword, and when the tip of the sword crossed a complete circle, a set of forty-nine Beidou Tiangong talismans were arranged in the pavilion and formed into one!

"Town!"

He snorted as he inserted the wooden sword upside down, the rune light flowed, and the forty-nine runes slowly rotated.

At the same time, the yellow mangs in the sky carried a terrifying pressure and pressed down, and the pavilion that had sheltered the wind and rain for decades for a clean view turned into powder in an instant!

Rumble!!

The floor tiles shattered, and the entire area centered on the pavilion sank in unison.

The golden light flowed, and in the ruins, Qingshi Road was safe and sound.

"Rune Array?" The Pure Yuan Dao Elder stroked his beard and smiled: "It is worthy of being my most outstanding disciple, he can use the talisman array at such a young age, and he is ...... such qualifications."

The corners of his mouth were raised high, and he tore to the sides with a tearing sound, and a row of fangs peeked out from under his lips, with a hideous expression!

"Even the old man is a little tempted!!" He roared loudly and waved his hand!

Rumble!

Snow-white filaments filled the entire space in an instant! As far as the eye can see, everything is cut to pieces!

Forty-nine Beidou Heavenly Palace talismans burst out in unison, and it seemed that they would be shattered in the next moment!

Qingshi Dao Chang sat down cross-legged, and two sets of defensive talisman arrays were blessed by him, he pursed his lips tightly, looking at the white dust in the sky and was silent.

He knew very well that no matter how talented he was, he couldn't be the master's opponent before the two formations were destroyed, after all, he was a big realm away, and all he could do now was to rely on the rune array to buy enough time to drag the master for those guys he didn't know whether to believe or not.

As long as he didn't die, the Pure Yuan Dao Master wouldn't be able to break through the rune array outside!

The guys outside had plenty of time to break down.

All he had to do was wait patiently.

It's just that......

Daoist Qingshi looked at the forty-nine Beidou Heavenly Palace talismans that had gradually become dim in the outermost layer, and secretly said in his heart: "I don't know how long I can last!" ”