In the twilight before the broken house, Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang looked at Ye Su uneasily, not knowing what to say, Haotian's instructions are prophecies, and heaven is never wrong, so who can jump out?

Ye Su bowed to Sangsang's back, there was no nervous look on his face, only calm, today's encounter was very important for his preaching.

Ning Que and Sang Sang drifted apart in the twilight, and when they left Linkang City, he finally couldn't help but speak, shook his head helplessly and asked, "Can't you say something auspicious?"

"I'm telling the truth. ”

Ning Que said angrily: "Just because it's the truth, it's unlucky!"

Sangsang ignored him and walked north with his hands behind his back.

No one knows what Ye Su's final ending will be, whether she will really be burned to death, although Sang Sang knows everything, she has miscalculated a lot of people and things related to Ning Que after all.

Ning Que looked back at Linkang City at sunset and was silent.

The big black horse galloped out of the mountains, neighing again and again.

Someone preached in Linkang City without the permission of the Xiling Temple, and this incident did not alarm the Xiling Temple at first, until the temple discovered the identity of the preacher, and found that the preacher's followers were increasing and increasing, and it became strict, especially after the temple found that the content of the person's preaching was almost desecrated.

Behind the curtain of ten thousand rays of light in the Haotian Divine Temple, the figure of the master was still as tall, but the waving arms and thunderous roar showed that he was very angry now.

Long Qing stood under the stone steps in front of the curtain, looking at the hundreds of priests and deacons kneeling in front of him, his expression calm. He knew that the anger of the master of the sect was not only because Ye Su was preaching in Linkang City, but also from the seemingly calm but actually undercurrent situation in Momoyama, as well as the embarrassing situation that the master was now in and even gradually becoming critical.

In the name of Haotian, the Ruling Temple began to carry out a bloody purge inside the Dao Gate, and in less than twenty days, countless Taoist temples in various countries have been arrested, and the Youge Pavilion is now overcrowded, and the vast majority of these people who have been knocked into the dust are cronies of the sect.

The woman on the Moyu Divine Throne had already unleashed her Dao sword - no one understood why she had suddenly launched an attack on the Sect Leader, but no one would have misjudged the situation either.

In the face of the offensive of the Ruling Temple, he should have made a stronger counterattack, and could even suppress it directly, but this time, the Palm Sect seemed so helpless, because the Guan Master left the Zhishou Temple and came to Taoshan, and because this purge of the Ruling Temple was executing Haotian's will.

Hundreds of priests and deacons took the order and left, the Haotian Temple gradually became quiet, as for how these people broke through the blockade of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion and entered Linkang City, that was something they needed to consider, if they dared to express their doubts at this time, then they would inevitably meet the anger of the sect leader.

Long Qing saluted to the palm of the sect behind the light curtain and left the Haotian Temple. He walked silently on the cliff floor, walked into the black and solemn temple of judgment, and skillfully entered the secluded pavilion through the tunnels.

The guards of the Judgment Temple and the Hidden Pavilion are very strict, especially the current turbulent situation in the Dao Gate, everyone knows that the Judgment Divine Seat is attacking the Palm Sect, and even the people of the Haotian Temple cannot enter.

But Long Qing is a special case, not only because he now has the identity of the heir of Zhishouguan, but also because he has lived in this temple for a long time, he used to be the master of the Ruling Division, and he has countless loyal subordinates here, and now Ye Hongyu is doing bloody cleansing in the world, so who dares to stop him?

The secluded pavilion was still so quiet, there was no sound in the cells on both sides of the dry passage, and the priests and Taoists who had been captured back to Momoyama had already been tortured by the adjudication department and were dying, and they could no longer even cry out for pain, so they could only lie on dry straw and wait for death in despair.

Although it is very quiet, in fact, the secluded pavilion has not been so lively for a long time, and now in the belly of Momoyama, hundreds of priests and deacons who have been escorted back from various countries by the Judgment Division are imprisoned, and the dim light is mixed with the smell of blood, which makes the atmosphere very depressing.

Long Qing walked in the quiet mountain road, his expression was calm, he didn't feel the slightest depression, looking at the light swaying in front of him, smelling the smell of blood coming into his nose, and feeling that his heartbeat began to increase because of excitement

He was wearing an ordinary robe, there was a hole in his chest under the robe, his heart was beating in the hole, the surface of the robe was undulating, and the light was a little swaying, like a light wave in the South China Sea.

Pushing open the gate of a cell, Long Qing walked to the couch, looked at the bloodstained old man on the haystack, and said calmly: "Officer Qu, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Qu Fengchi is the chief red-clothed chief priest of the Xiling Temple in the Song Kingdom, and is the most loyal subordinate of the master of the sect, and has a very high status in the Daomen. He was the most ruthless in the purge of the remnants of the Temple of Light years ago, so now he has become the most important target of the Temple of Judgment.

The ruling god went to the Song Kingdom in person, and Ye Hongyu directly cut off Qu Fengchi's arms in the Dao Temple, and let the temple cavalry drag back to Taoshan, turning into the appearance of a dead dog today, and the head of the sect had no way to do anything about it.

Qu Fengchi didn't know how cruel the torture had been these days, and he had never seen the master come to save him, he was already disheartened, and he was just tired of waiting for the day of death.

And yet, today someone comes to see him?

Qu Fengchi opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the couch, and found that he was a young Taoist who came to see him, and this person had several very miserable scars on his face, which was terrifying to see.

He is the chief red-clothed chief priest of the Song Kingdom, how can he not know the truth of Longqing.

"Prince Longqing?"

Qu Fengchi was a little shocked, and there was a puzzled feeling in his eyes, and he suddenly brightened, because he thought of the relationship between Longqing and Ye Hongyu, and also thought of Longqing's current status in the Daomen.

Now that even the master of the sect has chosen to abandon it, then if there is anyone who can save him, who else can there be besides Long Qing and the Guan Lord behind him?

Qu Fengchi, who was already desperate, suddenly saw hope, and suddenly his spirits perked, his eyes were full of hope and begging, and he hurriedly said: "Qu Fengchi is willing to dedicate his life and soul to the Lord and the prince, if you can return to the Song Kingdom, the Taoist Temple and wealth of the Song Kingdom will all be allocated by the prince." ”

In his opinion, Long Qing came to see himself, and he must have the intention of rescuing and exploiting him, and now he, in addition to the countless Taoist temples in the Song Kingdom and his own private wealth, what else can impress the other party?

Long Qing looked at him quietly and said, "You look at me."

Qu Fengchi was a little puzzled and looked into his eyes. Long Qing's eyes were normal, black and white, but just as his gaze fell, a strange change occurred.

For some reason, the dividing line between the black pupils and the white eyes disappeared instantly, and the worlds at both ends of the line began to touch, and then melted.

The black pupils faded, the white kernels turned black, and the black and white were mixed, which was the gray when the chaos first opened, but between breaths, Longqing's eyes completely turned gray,

Looking at these gray eyes, Qu Fengchi suddenly felt very frightened, his body became extremely cold, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head away from his eyes, but found that he could no longer control his body.

Qu Fengchi's cheeks suddenly became thinner, and the blood stains on his body were gradually fading, he ho-ho but couldn't speak, he wanted to reach out and push Longqing away, but his arms had already been cut off by Ye Hongyu, and he could only desperately feel the qiē in his body flowing outward.

It is indeed a qiē, without the slightest omission, all the life or spirit of Qu Fengchi, the realm of cultivation and mental power, were all taken away by Longqing's gray eyes that were like immortals and demons.

In an instant, Qu Fengchi was no longer breathing, Long Qing slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his gray eyes had changed back to black and white, and he couldn't see anything special.

No one knew that there was now another person in his body, and there was an extremely rich perception and some new knowledge in his sea of consciousness, and he was a little stronger.

On the haystack, Qu Fengchi's corpse was rolled into a ball, looking particularly miserable, and he didn't understand until he died that what he could impress Longqing was not the wealth hidden in the Song Kingdom, but himself.

Long Qing walked out of the cell with a calm expression, came to the adjacent cell, pushed the door in, looked at the person on the couch and said calmly: "Divine Officer Mu, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

After a while, Long Qing walked out of the cell and walked to the next cell.

The quiet and terrifying process kept repeating, he had absorbed the cultivation of countless grassland powerhouses in the Eastern Wilderness Left Tent Royal Court, and the Gray Eyes Exercise had reached its peak and did not stop until early morning.

The morning light filtered in through the stone window of the cell and fell on Long Qing's face.

His expression was very calm, his eyes were black and white, he looked like a young man with no distractions and a clear body, and the scars on his face were still there, not fading because of the improvement of the realm, but becoming deeper, looking very terrifying, as if he was like those demon gods in the murals of the temple.

Long Qing looked at the morning light outside the window, sighed softly, and turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

The strong man had his own long breathing between breaths, and between breaths, the pink moist heart and lung lobes in his chest hole kept squeezing, looking very disgusting.

However, in this filthy world of rotten flesh, there is a peach blossom looming, about to bloom, that peach blossom is pure black at one time, golden at the other, no matter which color, it is so holy.

Walking out of the Temple of Judgment and coming to the cliff flat, Long Qing walked towards the inconspicuous stone houses on the cliffside

During the trip to the wasteland, Ye Hongyu forcibly fell into the realm in order to break the shackles of lotus life, and became almost a wasted person, and was cold-eyed and humiliated in the Xiling Temple, so he chose to live in a stone house here.

Longqing went to the stone house not to reminisce about the past, nor to prove to the woman who was not in Momoyama how powerful he was now, but because that stone house was the residence of the Guan Lord on Momoyama.

Guan Zhu is the true leader of the Dao Sect, especially when the master does not dare to resist and chooses to kneel in front of him, logically speaking, he should live in the highest Haotian Temple in Peach Mountain.

I don't know why, the Guan Zhu did not sit in the Haotian Temple, but lived in an inconspicuous stone house on the cliffside, and he did not interfere in the affairs of the Xiling Temple.

Long Qing didn't understand what the Guan Master was thinking, since the head of the sect had been proven to be extremely weak, although the realm was profound, but the Dao heart was extremely weak, then why didn't the Guan master directly remove him from the position of head of the sect?

In the worldly countries, the power of the sect is indeed still strong, but on the top of the peach mountain, the lord of the temple has the absolute loyalty of the ** sea and other South China Sea veins, plus those old people, uncles and themselves, if the thunder riots, they can definitely easily expel the sect masters from the Haotian Temple.

He stood in front of the stone house and meditated for a moment, but found that he still couldn't figure it out, shook his head, pushed open the wooden door that had fallen into disrepair, and walked into the dark world with the harsh creak.

The light in the stone house is very dim, if you don't look carefully, you can't even see the face of the viewer in the wheelchair clearly, as for the middle-aged Taoist behind the wheelchair, it seems to have merged with the darkness.

The viewer coughed lightly twice, and reached out to bring water to drink.

The middle-aged Taoist's hand has been on the back of the wheelchair, never left, Longqing stepped forward quickly, lifted the kettle on the stone table, filled the bowl, and respectfully handed it to the viewer.

After drinking the water, the viewer looked at him and said, "Are you confused?"

Long Qing didn't dare to hide it, and told the incomprehension in his heart.

The viewer didn't explain too specifically, and said calmly: "What you want to do, the judgment god is doing now, in that case, why are you so anxious?"

Long Qing understood, but he still didn't understand why Ye Hongyu would launch such a powerful attack on the Sect Leader, and now it seems that the Guan Master should have long been aware of the hidden reasons.

The viewer suddenly asked, "What do you think of Ye Su?"

Long Qing thought about it seriously, and then said, "Senior brother, great talent. ”

Guan Zhu nodded slowly and said, "Yes, your senior brother does have a rare talent in the Dao Sect, I used to think that his talent was under the skin, but now I think about it, but now I think about it, but I am wrong. ”

Long Qing thought to himself that Senior Brother had now become a wasted person, and what Guan Zhu was referring to must not be to the realm of cultivation, but because of his recent preaching in Linkang City.

"The head of the sect is very angry, and has sent someone to Linkang City to investigate thoroughly. He said, "But according to the disciples, the senior brother's preaching time is still short, and most of his followers are stupid and stubborn, so there is really no need to worry about it." ”

Guan Zhu looked at the thin booklet in his hand and said, "I originally wanted to sharpen your senior brother into the sharpest sword of the Dao Sect, but unfortunately before Qingxia, his sword was broken because of Jun Mo, but I didn't expect that he would enter another realm because of this, and he might even have achievements beyond my imagination." ”

The thin booklet, which was sent by the Xiling Temple to Linkang City to transcribe, recorded all the speeches of Ye Su during his preaching, the sentences were simple and the truth was simple, but it made him shake his heart a little.

(This chapter is 4,000 words, and it's still available today.) ）