Chapter 60: Lotus Birth 32

"Those who know me, those who sin against me, only the ears of time!" It seems that the first great priest is still obsessed with what he has done, but his mind is very human.

"But there are still words here" Ye Hongyu trembled slightly, and even shocked, because there were words on the wordless tablet, and the edge from the pavement made a peerless genius like her cultivation just glance at it, and she spat out blood directly, and her heart was traumatized.

"Academy Ke Haoran Demon Slayer Sect is here!"

The sharp edge is exposed, wanton and oceanic, and the previous Yang Wuyue exerts the same origin of Haoran Qi, but there is an extra edge against the sky, just a slight glance, everyone has looked away, the sword intent pierced the heart, and if you look at it again, you are afraid that you will be hurt by it.

"Who is Ke Haoran?" Mo Shanshan frowned slightly, the word academy was extremely familiar, there were two academy people in front of him, but Ke Haoran had no trace of the word Ke Haoran, as if he had never appeared in this world.

"It's my little uncle! But why did he destroy demons? ”

Ning Que had long known that Uncle Xiao must be the first-rate in the world, but he still didn't expect Uncle Xiao to be so fierce.

"To kill a man, to ...... Kill a lot of people, in order to seek the truth, and perhaps also to seek death! Yang Wuyue retracted his gaze, and Haoran Sword had no secrets from him.

"Death?" Ning Que asked even more curiously: "Who can kill him, how did Uncle Xiao die?" ”

Ye Hongyu still wanted to get a glimpse of the mystery of Haoran's sword, but she didn't dare to look directly at the edge of it no matter what, and when she heard these words, "Ke Haoran drew his sword to the sky and was punished by heaven to death." ”

"But you have to admit that he is the closest person to Haotian!" Yang Wuyue said resolutely: "It's a pity that grief is greater than heart death, how can he live alone if his beloved dies." Seek the way, ask for death! I still don't think he lost. ”

"That's what you're asking for?" Ye Hongyu finally had a shock, in fact, she had already guessed this possibility: "You don't enter the second floor to follow his footsteps?" ”

"Wrong!" Yang Wuyue said lightly: "I'm not Ke Haoran, I'm Yang Wuyue!" ”

As he spoke, he walked up the ancient stone steps, step by step towards the supreme and cold dark throne, the symbol of Haotian Dao was a sun emblem that released light, and each light was like a sacred flame.

The symbol of the Demon Sect is also a round emblem that emits light, but unfortunately darkness is always easy to distort, so it is the symbol of the hydra.

As he walked higher step by step, there was a cicada chirp that seemed to be outside the sky, like the first light of darkness and silence for a thousand years, which amazed the world, echoed in this mountain, in this wilderness, in this wasteland.

Rolling up a thousand layers of snow, like flowing clouds, washed away the dust in the main hall of the Demon Sect, swept away those bones, and swept the yin and yang life and death.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

With every step, a brazier floated with flames, illuminating this once glorious and sacred palace, like warriors who had longed for thousands of years, waiting for their king to return to earth.

"Twenty ...... Three years of Zen! A hoarse voice sounded immediately after, and the mountain of white bones had been cleared, and everyone realized that there was still a dry old monk left.

There is also the young man who is already sitting on the throne, he casually puts the treasure knife in his hand, so casual, but he still has a domineering arrogance.

"Senior Brother Yang......" Mo Shanshan couldn't believe it, but even if he was slow to react, he should know what it meant to sit in that position.

"No wonder you can enter the mountain gate unimpeded, it turns out that you are a member of the Demon Sect!" Ning Que thought that he had discovered some big secret, and all this seemed to make sense.

"Demon Sect!" Mo Shanshan couldn't believe that the person he admired so much was actually the demon of the Demon Sect who had always been intolerable to the righteous path

Yang Wuyue bowed slightly, "I gave up entering the academy because there is only one Ke Haoran in the academy." The Daomen disappointed me, and the academy disappointed me too. The Master is still just a little grass swaying in the wind, indecisive! ”

"Then I have to choose this still interesting Demon Sect, here is rotten, here is dilapidated, here has been hidden in the dust of time. But in the depths of this rubble, why can't a bud grow? ”

Ye Hongyu trembled slightly, but he still clenched the sword in his hand.

But I heard the old monk bow his head and chanted: "There are cicadas in the west, hiding in the mud for twenty-three years, and when the snow mountain melts and floods, it will wake up, bathe in the muddy water, dry its wings in the cold wind, and fly through the void!" ”

"It's been twenty-three years, and the Demon Sect Master has returned, but you are no longer her. Are you a disciple of Lin Wu? What is your name? ”

Yang Wuyue looked at the jade wrench on her thumb: "I'm her junior brother, Yang Wuyue!" ”

"Senior brother?" The old monk cried hoarsely and laughed like a ghost, "She still refuses to come back, but it's the same when you come back." Do you know who I am? ”

"There is a lotus in the West that falls into the world, and it has thirty-two petals, and the petals are different, each for the world!" Yang Wuyue said lightly: "How should I evaluate you?" The protector of the mountain gate of the Buddha Sect, the ruling shrine of the Dao Gate, the high priest of the Demon Sect, or, the monk, the Taoist, the great devil? ”

"Master Rinpoche?" Mo Shanshan finally found this person's information in the vast number of classics she had read.

"Lotus Shrine?" Ye Hongyu couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, although the Ruling Division was the most powerful place in the Xiling Temple, but it didn't have a good reputation because of the matter of being in charge of the torture and prison.

"Disciple ruling Si Si Seat Ye Hongyu, I have seen the Divine Seat!"

The only outsider in the adjudication department sat in the adjudication position, and he was extremely admirable, leaving countless reputations, even Ye Hongyu was deeply affected by his brilliance.

The only one who was unmoved was Ning Que: "This is a very long story, if the Demon Sect is destroyed by my junior uncle, why has Master Liansheng been with dry bones for so many years?" ”

"Hehehe!" Yang Wuyue said lightly: "Actually, it's not a long story, a great master who has studied the three sects should be unparalleled in the world, but he was overwhelmed by one person. Back then, he ate Ke Haoran's lover Jian Xiaoxiao with gluttonous demon skills, blamed the Demon Sect, and used Ke Haoran's hand to destroy the demon. He also led the alliance of Xiling and Buddhism to catch cicadas. It's a pity that in front of the truly strong man, any conspiracy and trickery seem so powerless. ”

"Ke Haoran destroyed the Demon Sect, and he still has the ability to destroy them. With the bluestone as the fence, the sword marks as the fence, and the cage that you are most proud of, you will be trapped here, so that you can't survive or die. ”

"It can't be!" Ye Hongyu immediately retorted, "How could Master Lotus Sheng do such a thing? At least, there's always a reason? ”

"Many things in the world don't actually need reasons, and they don't need reasons, because if you think about those reasons and reasons from another angle, they are often delusional, and he came like this that year, and then did it." Liansheng Thirty-two smiled miserably: "What he said is true!" ”

Ning Que bent his bow at the same speed as fast as he could at the old man, Ye Hongyu's sword, and the talisman in Mo Shanshan's palm had all been condensed, but he didn't see Yang Wuyue move.

"No matter what happens, it needs a reason, even if it is death, it should always have meaning and reason. Only to be accepted by the world and not to be accepted by the world. Yang Wuyue said lightly, "Twenty-three years have passed, Ke Haoran's name disappeared from the world with that great war, he died on the road of pursuing the truth, even if he died, he still stood." And even if you live to this day, you are still a walking corpse, a wheezing old dog. ”

"Lotus is thirty-two, every piece is dirty! Back then, the Demon Sect was destroyed because of you, and now the Demon Sect is coming back to the world, starting with you! ”