Rock breaker.

In front of the Qingyun Sect, the head of the righteous path leader was in front of the public, and after he personally admitted the loss of the Zhuxian Sword, everyone present was shocked and inexplicable.

You must know that in the past thousand years, no matter how unfavorable Qingyunmen has been in foreign wars, how many master geniuses have died. But as long as there is the Zhuxian Sword and the Zhuxian Sword Formation, then there is a chance to close the mountain gate and start all over again after a hundred years.

But now that the Zhuxian Sword will be lost, does that mean that the Zhuxian Sword Array is not invincible?

In addition, since the Zhuxian Sword was stolen, does that mean that if you look for a place where evil qi gathers according to the situation of Qingyunmen, will there be another sect that is the first in the world and undefeated?

"Hum~"

High in the sky, Zhang Xiaofan was dressed in a noble purple robe and held a short nameless stick.

His figure appears tall and majestic against the background of the sky, and in the sky behind him, the sun hangs high and radiant, making people feel a sacred and solemn atmosphere, as if a god descended to earth.

The unicorn surrendered under his feet, and the white clouds rolled and floated in the air, as if it were his car, adding a sense of mystery and majesty.

His gaze was firm and deep, his face was resolute and honest, and at this moment, he no longer looked like an ordinary teenager, but a great hero who could take on great responsibilities.

With the short stick in the young man's hand, the dense and endless colorful sword qi in the sky slowly rotated, and suddenly the endless killing aura spread, and the expressions of everyone in the Elvis Sect began to be solemn.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the sword momentum seemed to faintly point to the Elvis Sect.

The ghost king touched and took out a golden banner from his arms, and a trace of golden streamers flashed on it, faintly with countless giant pigs galloping happily. The situation seems to be a little wrong, although this Qingyunmen can only be a simple deterrent, but there is a slight possibility, and he does not dare to bet.

Baguio pouted, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, except for Lele, she didn't like to be pointed at with a sword!

"Uh-huh~" snorted, the voice was soft and moving, and it was heartbreaking, but invisibly, the heavens and the earth trembled, making everyone's hearts sink.

The sword array of Zhuxian who was like a mountain and a sea and had an imposing momentum suddenly shook and the sword qi was chaotic.

"Boom~"

Colorful sword qi fell from the sky one after another, and even some Qingyun disciples were directly hit before they could dodge, and they fell to the ground with serious injuries. It was especially Xiao Yicai, who was hiding in the corner and wearing a hat, and there were more than a dozen sword qi that fell specifically at him, and even crooked.

Siu Yat Choi: ???

The sword fell like rain, and the heavens and the earth were killed!

Zhang Xiaofan, who was still invincible just now, shook his body, and his face suddenly turned pale. Obviously, with his strength, he couldn't control this huge sword formation that was comparable to the power of the immortals.

"Poof~"

In the light of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the young man spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

But now most of the people in the square are Qingyun Sect disciples and elders, and among them are his most beloved masters, mothers and sisters, if the sword array is allowed to follow the trend and fall directly, he may only suffer a little minor injury, but the entire Qingyun Sect is definitely a big injury.

No, absolutely not!

"Ahh With a loud shout, Zhang Xiaofan's arms were bruised, and he frantically raised the short stick, and the sword momentum stopped.

Give it to me!

"Disperse, everyone!" Dao Xuan also saw that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly began to evacuate the crowd.

The monks of Tianyin Temple and Shangguan Ce of Incense Valley emitted golden light and firelight, staring directly at the little girl Baguio.

With a light snort, he shook the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and even made it look like it was collapsing, how could there be such a world-famous powerhouse in this world?

Is this reasonable?

In the sky, there was a thunderclap that shook the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing on the head of the water qilin, had weak knees, and red blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which slipped quietly and dripped on the nameless stick.

"Little junior brother!"

Tian Ling'er was a little nervous, so she wanted to step forward to save people, but the whole person flew backwards, but it was Tian Buyi who made a move and pulled him back directly.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped heavily, the bones in his whole body seemed to be shattered, and he slowly raised his head, and his eyes were full of the darkness that was pressed down in the sky!

A golden, solemn light quietly burst out, accompanied by a ray of cyan light.

On the short stick held in the young man's hand, countless tiny red bloodlines accompanied by golden streamers suddenly shone together, and under the shadows, blood flowed as if burning life.

The intertwined light of gold and green bloomed from the short rod, reflecting his face, and slowly in front of him, on the transparent bead at the top of the short rod, a Buddhist mantra appeared.

"Swastika"!

Immediately, as if living in symbiosis with this mantra, on the chassis of the word "swastika", a blue-light twinkling Tai Chi pattern faintly appeared.

All of them were stunned!

The young man slowly raised his hands, and the endless sword qi finally slowly disappeared and returned to the mountains.

The clouds open and the sky is bright.

Time seems to have stopped for a moment.

There was a cold wind, blowing lightly.

There are fallen leaves, one after another.

The boy still maintained the state of raising his hand, but the light of the short rod gradually faded, but looking at his face, blood flowed, with a hint of desolation.

Dao Xuan instantly flew into the air and stood in front of him, his expression serious, staring quietly. Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth slightly, and also looked at him, and there was suddenly silence in the field.

"Great Brahma! This is the Great Brahmanas! ”

Suddenly, in the distance behind them, the monks of Tianyin Temple came out one after another, and all the monks, including Pukong, were all shocked and inexplicable, pointing at Zhang Xiaofan and asking, "How can you cultivate the true law of our Tianyin Temple's Great Brahman?" ”

Only Fa Xiang, standing silently behind the excited crowd, stared at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him without saying a word, as if a light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan walked down from the sky slowly, slowly, as if every time he moved, he exerted all his strength, until he fell to the ground and faced everyone head-on.

Tian Buyi's face was pale, and he stood there motionless, and the green tendons in his hand holding the Red Flame Immortal Sword burst out.

All the Qingyun Sect disciples looked at this person in astonishment as if they had seen a monster for the first time, this young man who had just made the disciples, the masters, and the entire Qingyun proud.

Tian Ling'er's face was extremely pale, she took a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped. The short distance between her and Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly so far away and insurmountable!

"Xiao Fan." She lowered her voice, as if she no longer believed herself: "Master, is that true? ”

Zhang Xiaofan's lips began to tremble, as if the deepest fear was rising from his deep heart little by little. He looked at Tian Ling'er, at the master, and at all the fellow disciples in the distance.

Everyone's faces were so strange.

He suddenly wanted to shout loudly, but he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word!

The evening breeze blew his shirt and fluttered gently.

After being silent for a while, Dao Xuan stood in front of Zhang Xiaofan with a complicated expression. In vain, he thought that his wisdom was unparalleled, and even the entire sect's once talented senior brother Wan Jianyi finally fell under his calculations.

As a result, I never expected to be deceived by Lao Qi, the most honest disciple all along.

What is this, wise and foolish?

Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to be considering the sentence, and after a while, he said slowly: "Just now, a fellow Daoist of Tianyin Temple pointed out that your imperial envoy Zhu Immortal Sword Formation, and the Dao method used was actually the true method of 'Great Brahma Prajna' that Tianyin Temple never transmitted, but is there such a thing?"

Zhang Xiaofan did not speak.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the Yuqing Hall seemed to be slightly nervous, and everyone stared at Zhang Xiaofan silently.

In the air, something invisible seemed to be beating gently.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan's voice said slowly: "Yes!" ”

What?

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the main hall.

Although he had expected this answer, after saying it from Zhang Xiaofan's mouth, the monks of Tianyin Temple still looked excited. Only Pu Hong, who was sitting in front, including Fa Xiang who was standing behind him, his face remained unchanged at all, and he was silent.

And here in Qingyunmen, Tian Buyi's face became more and more ugly, and the faces of Tian Ling'er and the others were also extremely pale. In a state of consternation, the ghost king and the little yellow cat glanced at each other, their faces were expressionless, but the corners of their mouths were a little high.

Happy!

Dao Xuan Zhenren frowned, and glanced slightly towards the Puhong Divine Monk of Tianyin Temple, but the Venerable Master slowly closed his eyes, making it clear that he would not speak for the time being.

But as the leader of the righteous path, he naturally wants to give the world an explanation.

Dao Xuan Zhenren snorted coldly in his heart, turned his head to Zhang Xiaofan, raised his hand, and signaled to the noisy crowd to be quiet.

"Where did you learn the Dharma of the Great Brahman?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately became nervous. The key to this is that it has vaguely touched the undercurrent of the private background of the two major factions of the righteous path today, and this answer must be groundbreaking!

But Zhang Xiaofan still knelt there silently and didn't say a word for a long time.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's pupils contracted, and he said coldly: "You still don't tell the truth? ”

The world around him was silent, but it seemed to turn into a boundless huge invisible wall, sandwiching the boy in the middle, squeezing coldly.

Zhang Xiaofan slowly felt out of breath, but he still didn't speak.

Perhaps, even he doesn't know what he's insisting on, right?

In an instant, it seemed that the eyes and voices of the people around him had become so distant, and the scenery in front of him seemed to have returned to many years ago, facing the old monk who had saved his life, the little boy said to him stubbornly and firmly: "I know, I won't say anything if I die!" ”

Don't say anything about death!

I don't say anything about death...... I don't say anything about death...... I don't say anything about death......

"Say!"

There was a loud shout, and the sound shook around, but it was Tian Buyi who frowned tightly and stood up angrily, startling everyone.

I saw that his face was extremely grim, but the worry in his eyes became heavier and heavier, at this moment Zhang Xiaofan had already admitted that it was a big violation of Qingyunmen and the righteous path, if it was common sense, I was afraid that I would have to die.

Tian Buyi was shocked and angry in his heart, but he saw that this little apprentice didn't seem to know that his life was at stake, especially the people of Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley were here, and Qingyunmen had the intention to maintain it, and there was nothing to be done.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaofan's life is really hard to protect!

The most important thing is that this little guy is now the only person in Qingyunmen who can take charge of the Zhuxian Sword Array, if it is really to the point where he is forced to be helpless, then ......

Helplessly, Zhang Xiaofan was like an evil at the moment, slowly lowered his head, and said nothing.

Ban Yu,

Dao Xuan Zhenren sighed and said slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, after you enter my Qingyun Sect, can we treat you badly?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said, "The real person in charge, no, there is no such thing." Master and Master have been very kind to me......"

However, Zhang Xiaofan's face was extremely painful, and the two thoughts in his mind kept fighting, and said: "However, the disciple really has a last resort, I, I can't ...... it."

"Say!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, which shook the audience, like thunder, and startled everyone. Zhang Xiaofan involuntarily took a step back, looked at the man, and was suddenly shocked.

The person who made this roar was not a person from Qingyun, but Pukong, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Pukong is the lowest among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, but his temperament is the most intense, when he was young, he subdued demons and subdued demons, and he didn't know how many demons he killed with the Buddhist treasure Futu Golden Bowl in his hand.

Later, as he grew older, he realized the Buddha's meaning and deepened, so he gradually lived in seclusion in Tianyin Temple.

Just now, the Zhuxian Sword Array was out of control, and I didn't know what was going on, the Zhuxian Sword Qi that fell on him was the most powerful and powerful. At this moment, his monk's robe was up and down, and there was blood stains everywhere, looking like a Buddhist monk, it was like a hellish ghost, no wonder Zhang Xiaofan and the others were startled.

This time, everyone in Tianyin Temple came to Qingyun Mountain to celebrate happily, but if the supreme true Dharma Dafa Prajna that has never been passed on in Yin Temple today, it will be learned by a small disciple of Qingyun Gate, how can this be obtained?

At this moment, Pukong looked at Zhang Xiaofan spitting, his heart was angry, he was unspeakably upset, and he couldn't help but directly use the lion roar of Buddhism.

At this time.

A fierce and vicious monk, covered in blood, staring at Zhang Xiaofan angrily, as if he was going to eat people!

On the Yuqing Palace, there was an instant silence.

Ahh

Suddenly, a heart-rending scream erupted from the edge of the disciples. It turned out to be one of the survivors of Caomiao Village: Second Uncle Wang. Back then, he was directly frightened crazy, and he has been taken care of by Lin Jingyu of Longshou Peak.

Today is the day when Zhang Xiaofan inherited the head of the family, Lin Jingyu brought him over, and let the second uncle witness the rise of his son and nephew together, and be happy.

Second Uncle Wang's face was bloodless, his whole face was pale, and his whole person trembled, trembling and pointing at Pukong, screaming: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! Hell ......"

The voice was so poignant, although it was bright and white at the moment, but above the main hall, everyone actually felt a chill at the same time.

Even Pukong, who was angry just now, was taken aback by Second Uncle Wang at this moment, messed up, and hurriedly defended a little unclearly: "You, what are you talking about, what the hell am I?" ”

But Second Uncle Wang seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and the whole person trembled desperately, and Lin Jingyu next to him tried his best to comfort him, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

I saw that his whole person slowly shrunk, and he didn't dare to look at Pukong again, his eyes were closed, obviously frightened, and he only kept saying: "Ghost!" Ghost! He killed someone – don't kill me, don't kill me, I, I, ah! Ahh......h

Suddenly, a haze silently enveloped the place, and Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's bodies stiffened at the same time, especially Zhang Xiaofan, in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a faint red light.

The hatred of being slaughtered all over the door is not shared!

Pukong was watched by everyone, angry, and said angrily: "I don't know this person at all, what do you see? ”

Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to control himself, but the heavy wheezing sound already revealed the excitement in their hearts.

"He, why, what, say, yes, you?" The young man asked slowly, word by word.

Pukong was furious: "How would I know? He's just a madman! ”

At this time, there was a sudden sound of the Buddha's name, and Master Puhong, who was sitting behind Pukong, suddenly spoke and said in a low voice: "Amitabha, if you sow evil, you will reap evil results."

Sin, sin! ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent in an instant, and Pukong's body was even more like wood, and it was only after a while that he slowly turned to Master Puhong and said astringently: "Senior brother, what did you say?" ”

Master Puhong seemed to feel guilty in his heart, only to see him close his eyes and lower his eyebrows, and whispered for a while: "Fa Xiang." ”

Ever since Second Uncle Wang suddenly became ill, Fa Xiang, who had been looking ugly and pale, shook his body and said, "The disciple is here." ”

Master Puhong said slowly: "There is no need to hide it, you can tell them!" The junior brother did something wrong back then, and today he must not wronged this Zhang Shi again. ”

There was a bang in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, and there was a faint voice whistling, grabbing his heart.

Fa Xiang slowly stepped forward, looked at the faces of countless stunned, and then landed on Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan in the field, and finally stopped on Zhang Xiaofan's body.

"Back then, the killing of the entire villagers of Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain was indeed done by the people of our Tianyin Temple!"

What!!!????

In an instant, countless shocked, shocked, unbelieving, and angry voices erupted on the Yuqing Hall of Qingyun Mountain like bursts. Even Dao Xuan Zhenren and Tian Buyi, who are masters of cultivation, couldn't help but change color on their faces.

And Lin Jingyu even pulled out the master Cangsong Zhenren, went mad and died, and gave him the dragon slaying sword when he was dying, the blue light rippled, that is, there was a small gap in the blade of the sword.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deep, so heavy. Then, there was a cold feeling of long-ago familiarity, a deep bloody aura, enveloping him!

After everyone was completely quiet, Fa Xiang slowly continued to speak.

"That murderer is my third uncle, Master Puzhi, one of the four great monks."

As soon as these words came out, there was another sensation, and everyone was completely stunned.

Zhang Xiaofan's body shook and shook again, and he couldn't feel anything, as if the entire sky had collapsed.

For more than ten years, he has been thanking the great virtuous monk for his gratitude day and night, but now his fellow disciple told him that the master who is highly respected and compassionate is the murderer who slaughtered him?

This world is really incomprehensible!

Is that self, in the eyes of those people, a joke now?

How pathetic!

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