After Feng Shuang met Wei Lian, he actually shed tears.

In the panic, Wei Lian scolded sharply: "The sect is in chaos, you should stabilize your mind and fight the enemy together. Feng Shuang, you are a martial cultivator in the merger period, you should have the bearing of ten thousand people, why are you crying here!"

was said by Wei Lian, Feng Shuang was even more aggrieved.

"No, I'm not afraid, it's Master."

"Master? Master Jicang?"

"Yes, it's Master Jicang."

I couldn't stand it anymore, and asked sharply, "What's wrong with Jicang! Come on, at this time, you don't have to waste any more time."

Feng Shuang wiped his tears and said, "Master's Heavenly Tribulation has come, and now it is crossing!"

Miao Miao raised his arms and slapped his thigh fiercely: "The sky is going to die, I will fix the wind sect!"

Wei Xiao looked up at the Agarwood Cliff and found that the sky above the cliff was full of thunder.

How at this time.

"I'll take a look." Wei Xiao said.

Feng Shuang grabbed Wei Lian, "Master Jicang said when I came down that he was more than lucky this time, let's hurry down the mountain."

Miao Miao asked, "Then why did you come down now to say, if it wasn't for Wei Lian's decision in advance, we wouldn't be able to escape."

Feng Shuang lowered his head and did not speak.

"Okay, I'm going to save Shizun now, everyone looks at the South Gate Pass, within a stick of incense, you must not let the people of Lidu except the South Gate Pass!"

All the martial cultivators responded: "Understood."

Wei Lin walked towards the Agarwood Cliff.

Li Xuanling didn't say a word, and followed.

Feng Shuang also followed closely.

Pathway to the small room, Wei Lin hesitated, looked at the pine tree that grew extremely strangely, and the place where she and Zhou Meng once lived.

There are so many memories here.

Most of the time, Chengxue will also be here.

Li Xuanling followed Wei Lian's eyes, looked at the two huts in the mountains, and gently patted Wei Lian's shoulder: "We're just saying goodbye for a while, we'll always come back, Lidu, it's not going to be rampant for long."

These words reached Wei Lian's heart.

She would never let the people of Lidu stay in the Dingfeng Sect forever, and soon, the Dingfeng Mountain would return to the hands of the Dingfeng Sect.

After the three of them arrived at the top of the Agarwood Cliff, they smelled a strange fragrance.

On weekdays, Jicang will use spices to help clear the mind and calm the qi.

But today's spices, not only can not be pure and smell, but also make people restless.

The effect of the repelling incense has reached the agarwood cliff, and the enchantment that Jicang has laid around the agarwood pavilion has begun to melt.

Wei Xiao twisted a trick a little and entered the Agarwood Pavilion.

At this time, Ji Cang's eyes were black, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he looked like his clothes were in a trance.

"Master," Wei Lin ran to Ji Cang's side and helped Ji Cang, "Master, you are."

Ji Cang was no longer able to push Wei Lin away.

"Let's go, take my sect disciples, and leave Dingfeng Mountain."

"We're evacuating, we're already evacuating, Master, what else do we have to do now?" Wei Xiao asked.

Ji Cang pushed Wei Lin away: "Leave, leave now."

Wei Lin smelled the smell of spices and asked, "Master, you have caused the Heavenly Tribulation. Why?"

"Wei Lian, I peeked into the future, this is the punishment of the gods for the teacher."

Wei Lin didn't say a word, and knelt in front of Ji Cang: "Master, listen to the teachings carefully."

Ji Cang smiled with satisfaction.

Wei Lin understood what he meant.

He peeked into the future and knew what he needed to do in exchange for peace in the world.

Wei Lin understood, so he no longer forced Shang Jicang to say the reason.

"Wei Lian, remember, even if the gods are gone, you still have to believe in goodness and righteousness."

"Master, remember the silence."

"The recipe for the spice must be remembered."

Wei Lin didn't know why Ji Cang mentioned spices at this time.

Zeng Jingcang asked Wei Lian to remember the spice recipe, which was specifically for Zhou Meng's spices.

"Silence in mind."

"Okay, now, let the catastrophe hit you."

Li Xuanling immediately asked, "Master, why?"

Ji Cang glanced at Li Xuanling, "Visitors from outside the sky were born from the sacrifice. You will not succeed."

Li Xuanling was stunned.

Feng Shuang turned his head and asked Li Xuanling, "Master, what do you mean by this?" Li Xuanling, who are you?"

Wei Xiao also looked at Li Xuanling with questioning eyes, "What does Master Zun mean?"

Li Xuanling looked at Wei Lian's eyes, and Zhang Huang was at a loss: "Wei Lian, you believe me."

Feng Shuang's sword rested on Li Xuanling's neck, "Snatch it and be born!" Are you the real Li Xuanling by then! How could you take away such an evil art! This is the magic of the evil gods!"

"At the selection meeting of the disciples who entered the room, the evil qi of the Pure Spirit Pool, the changes in the Illusory Realm, do you have anything to do with it?" Wei Xiao asked.

Li Xuanling watched the firelight in the sky getting closer and closer: "Wei Lian, now is not the time to talk about this, it is important for us to hurry up and take Master to leave safely!"

"No, the truth matters." Wei Lin said, "Master and I can feather here, but we must not let go of an unknown person."

"The evil qi of the Pure Spirit Pool has nothing to do with me, it is the evil qi of Lidu, and it has something to do with Zhuohua!"

"Burning Blossom?" Wei Lian's spirit was shocked, "Zhuohua claimed that he was devoted to Guan Qing, but Guan Qing was under house arrest for so long, he didn't find a way to save Guan Qing, and after Cheng Xue was captured, he didn't show up. But after you were arrested, he went to Wen Zhong for help. Is he saving Guan Qing, or is he saving you?"

Li Xuanling was speechless, because Zhuohua was indeed going to him.

And he also lived up to Zhuohua's adventure, gave up his identity, and became a member of the book.

Now Zhuohua, life and death are uncertain, he owes Zhuohua, and he doesn't know how to repay it.

He couldn't explain it to himself.

Feng Shuang said, "However, only after Wen Zhong and Zhuo Hua have common interests, it is possible for Zhuo Hua to go to Wen Zhong for help. So, Zhuohua is just waiting for the right time. This point really can't explain what Li Xuanling has to do with Zhuohua. Moreover, if Zhuo Hua is to save Li Xuanling, then he should be sneaky, why should he use Guan Qing as an introduction, but instead have to fight with Lidu? Therefore, Li Xuanling had an affair with Zhuohua, which doesn't make sense."

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Xuanling didn't expect that Feng Shuang could actually think of a reason for him.

"But what's the deal with the Illusory Realm? What is a Visitor? Who the hell are you?" Wei was reluctant to chase after him.

At this time, Feng Shuang also detained Li Xuanling.

The fire is brighter.

"Why do we have to discuss this at this time, we should get out of here now! None of those things matter!"

"No, it's important, your sincerity to me is very important." Wei Xiao said coldly.

Li Xuanling was stunned for a moment, he had never realized that his weight in Wei Lian's heart was heavier than he thought.

"What is more important than our lives?"

Wei Xiao pointed the sword at Li Xuanling: "If you are fake, I don't think life matters."

Ecstasy and madness formed a vortex of ice and fire in Li Xuanling's chest, leaving him breathless.

"It's too illusory, it's me who let Zhou Meng walk into the three doors. My goal is Zhou Meng, something in her sanity! But now I've given up, I've given up everything, I've become complete, the man here."

"It's you. It's you." Wei Xiao almost didn't stand firm.

Feng Shuang didn't understand: "Why is Zhou Meng involved again?"

"Zhou Meng also came from outside the sky. She's just a passer-by here, but I'm willing to stay, for you." Li Xuanling couldn't hold back and told the origin of Zhou Meng

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Wei Lin looked at the sky, and the catastrophe had not come.

But she felt that she had been struck by a thunderbolt.

"You're all lying to me?"

"No, no, no. It's not a lie, we're just, we can't help ourselves. We treat you with sincerity and never wanted to lie to you! Zhou Meng has never deceived you, she just, she can't help herself! We trust each other, and what does it matter where we come from?" Chinese Net

Master Misty came from the bottom of the mountain, "Hurry up, the people of Lidu are rushing up!"

Wei Xiao whispered, "Let's go."

Li Xuanling came over and pulled Wei Lian's hand, Wei Lin drew his sword, pierced Li Xuanling's shoulder, and then slapped Li Xuanling off the Agarwood Cliff with one palm.

The fire has spread to the Agarwood Cliff.

Suddenly, the Agarwood Cliff was surrounded by firelight.

After Wen Zhong saw Wei Lian, he slowly walked forward.

"Thank you for helping me deal with the man who stole you."

Standing in front of Wen Zhong, he scolded, "Dogs, this is not the place for you to go wild!"

The tattooed clock approached the mist, took out the dagger, and stabbed the mist.

A thunderbolt in the sky hit Wei Lian's body.

Wei Lin didn't understand, this was arranged by Jicang.

This catastrophe was divided into three thunders.

The first path, the cultivators of the Mahayana period can barely support it, the second path, the tribulation period, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold it, and the third path, no matter who it is, I am afraid that they will be scorched into ashes.

After Ji Cang saw that the tattoo clock had arrived, he slowly closed his eyes and lost his breath.

Feng Shuang hurriedly ran over, helped Ji Cang and began to cry.

Subsequently, Ji Cang's body began to dissipate.

The transfer of the Heavenly Tribulation is also a spell of the evil god, and Ji Cang will actually do it.

Wei Lin once again noticed that everything he believed in was wavering.

At this time, the purest and most noble teacher, Venerable Jicang, actually practiced evil arts.

The second heavenly thunder came, and he hurriedly ran to Wei Lian's side, hugged Wei Lian, and accepted the second heavenly thunder.

Now the vastness, under the influence of Meizu's ashes, is just a mortal.

Coupled with the age of a hundred years, he may not even be as good as a mortal.

"Master, Master......"

Spread to the ground, cutting out the blood: "Wei Lian, Ji Cang said, you have to live. Remember, you, believe in yourself."

After that, Miao Miao immediately swallowed.

At this time, the tattooed clock, holding his head, looked very painful, as if he was fighting against his own demons.

It was Wen Zhong and Xi Wu who quarreled.

"She's about to suffer the last thunder, they're all dead, and there's no one to stop her! Now it's time to catch the female and transfer the catastrophe!"

"She's a stubborn and decent monk herself, why are you still obsessed!"

"No, you can't die without help. I won't allow her to die."

"She must die."

The third thunderbolt came.

The night was lit up.

Wei Lian's mind was very messy.

Li Xuanling, Zhou Meng, Ji Cang, and Miao, what are they following and what are they cultivating?

Are they traitors?

What does it mean to be self-believing?

Thunder strikes.

Wei Lin closed his eyes and waited for his feathering.