The horizon was a hazy blue, and the distant peaks were misty.

Zhang Xiaoyun raised his head and looked at the Qingming in the sky, and said with a smile to himself: "I didn't expect it to be you, I was relieved a lot when I saw you, but what kind of sect is this Sanssouci Palace?"

In fact, at first, Zhang Xiaoyun really didn't recognize that figure, but with some exchanges, she gradually recognized that figure, in such an environment as Taiyi Pavilion, why didn't she grow? She could only pretend not to know.

Since she is not smart enough, the only way to protect herself is to pretend to be confused.

She can't let others know that she has a relationship with Wen Qingye, she only doesn't mention the past, as if she has forgotten everything, but buries all her emotions in her heart.

"You all want to treat me as a pawn, but it's a pity, I don't believe anyone except my husband" Zhang Xiaoyun showed a smile at the corner of her mouth, raised her beautiful face, and looked at the cyan sky.

At this moment, she is the most charming.

Blending with the mountains on the horizon, who steps on the forest Fangya?

Traces of smoke and rain finally began to drip down.

.........

The short black-robed man slowly descended the mountain, and at this time, a person at the foot of the mountain seemed to be waiting for her.

The man stood on the side of the mountain, as if he was in a fog, clear of the cage, and her face could not be seen at all as far as the eye could see.

"Are you done?"

In the black robe, a childish voice was revealed: "Back to the palace master, everything has been arranged"

"Hmm"

The man looked in the direction of the mountain and watched, but the black-robed man next to him did not come forward to disturb her, but waited for her quietly.

Suddenly, the man said slowly, "Spruce, did you say she believed you?"

The black robe slowly faded off, revealing the appearance of a child, this child is not a bystander, it is the little cloud shirt of the year, at this moment she has two pigtails, a pair of big eyes looking at the person in front of her, her cheeks are pink, and she has only grown up a little compared to that year.

Xiao Yunshan said proudly: "Sister Xiaoyun, she must believe it, I know her very well."

"Is it true?" the man smiled, then shook his head: "Okay, let's go, if we don't leave, maybe a few unborn old monsters from Taiyi Pavilion will find us"

"Hmm," Spruce nodded.

With a wave of the man's sleeve, the two of them turned into a black silk thread, and disappeared above the sea of clouds in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it was simply terrifying.

........

At the same time, the news of Wen Qingye's killing of Li Tian began to spread rapidly throughout the Eastern Xuan Domain at an astonishing speed.

The entire Eastern Xuan Domain was in an uproar!

When everyone learned that Wen Qingye did not use the secret method, they were even more shocked.

Everyone's hearts were trembling, Wen Qingye's growth speed was too fast, so fast that everyone was caught off guard and everyone was unprepared.

A sword frost cold seventeen states, the East Xuan Domain for the wind and clouds to change color.

Baoling Temple, in the quiet meditation hall.

As the sun sets, a moving ray of light shines on the entrance of the main hall.

Knock!

An old monk with endless vicissitudes on his face, his eyes slightly closed, sat cross-legged, and knocked the wooden fish in his hand.

In the calm hall, there was nothing but the crisp sound of wood tapping.

"Senior Brother"

Suddenly, a monk wearing a red robe came to the door, and I saw the monk slowly walking next to the monk who was knocking on the wooden fish, and said respectfully.

This person is the contemporary abbot of Baoling Temple, Master Linghui.

And the monk who knocked on the wooden fish was his senior brother, Master Lingzhi, but in the outside world he was a dead man, and everyone didn't know that he had lived in seclusion in this trembling hall.

Linghui looked at Lingzhi and said slowly: "Huayang Zhenren of the Wuwei Dao Sect came to discuss some things with me, and I am a little unsure, so I have come to ask Senior Brother."

Lingzhi didn't seem to hear Linghui's words, and his eyes never opened, and he continued to beat the wooden fish in his hand.

Linghui continued: "When Huayang Zhenren came this time, he was not alone, but also brought people from the Qinghuo clan."

The wooden fish in Lingzhi's hand paused slightly, then continued to knock, and said, "Qinghuo clan, born?"

"Born, I heard that it seems that the things they guarded have disappeared, and the task of guarding them in the era is also gone, so...."Linghui said, looking at Lingzhi.

Lingzhi said slowly: "So the desire breeds, and I also want to get a piece of the pie in this intertwined and mixed Eastern Xuan Domain?"

"That's right," Linghui said, nodding.

Lingzhi asked, "And what are they here for?"

Linghui lowered his voice and said slowly: "I want our Baoling Temple, Wuwei Dao Sect, Qinghuo Clan to unite ....."

Lingzhi's eyes opened suddenly, and a pair of cloudy eyes looked at the remnant sun outside the main hall, and the two rays of light reflected each other, and said, "Linghui, what do you think?"

Linghui glanced at Lingzhi, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The general trend and the people's desire are inevitable, in this torrent of adversity, we cannot avoid it."

"Is this what you think?" Lingzhi smiled and shook his head, "Qingshan is not old, it was originally snow-white, and the green water was worry-free because of the wind, do you remember the lesson that Master once taught? The three fish in the Sanjiang Tan have three different fates because of the choice of where to go? In fact, everyone knows that staying in place can sometimes be better and survive longer, people, the most important thing is to be content, don't be swayed by the desires in your heart"

Lingzhi paused, and then continued: "Can you see the movement in the north and south? I think it's better not to jump to conclusions lightly, we are all monks in Baoling Temple, and it is better to be a monk."

Linghui heard Lingzhi's words and fell silent.

The hall was silent, neither of them spoke, I don't know how long it was, Linghui nodded violently, and said, "I know"

After Linghui finished speaking, it was like walking outside the main hall.

After Lingzhi saw Linghui leave, he closed his eyes and continued to knock on the wooden fish in his hand, and the crisp sound echoed in the hall again.

........

The northwest border, a small country in Wanxi near the desert north.

Hundreds of miles out of here, and then through the Sanjing Pass, it is a desert north land covered with yellow sand and stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

In Mobei, there are not only countless evil lands, strange tombs, countless wonders, but also countless powerful sects.

But most of these sects don't like to deal with the outside world, so the outside world doesn't know much about it.

At this moment, the small country of Wanxi is close to a tea shed in Sanjing Pass, surrounded by high friends, and on top of each small seat, it is full of people, these people look lunary, with a cold light in their eyes, and they are all outlaws who come and go and plan to fight to the death.

Of course, there are some masters of the sect, but these people will not appear in this small tea shed.

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