In the quiet deep mountains and old forests, there is a simple Taoist temple, behind which there is a bright lake, and there are seven thatched huts on the lakeside, and the roofs are covered with straw like gold and jade.

A green shirt appeared on the lake, and the figure of the viewer appeared on the lakeside.

There was a grass hut by the lake that had half collapsed, and golden straw was everywhere, and a dark red book could be faintly seen underneath, as well as some pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Looking at this scene, the viewer's face was slightly cold.

A middle-aged Taoist stood under a bluestone by the lake, with a whisk on his arm, his face was pale and solemn, until he saw the appearance of the Guanzhu, he became a little more relaxed, and said tiredly: "I have seen senior brother." ”

The viewer ignored him, looked at the half-collapsed grass hut, and was silent.

There was a bang.

The senior brother came out from under the grass, with grass branches sticking to his hair and cotton jacket, and blood stains remained on the corners of his lips, looking a little wolf, which should have been injured in the fight with the middle-aged Taoist.

Few people in the cultivation world knew about the middle-aged Taoist's existence, but that didn't mean he wasn't powerful.

Many years ago, the master used a wooden stick to force Chen to stay away from the land, only daring to drift in the South China Sea.

The middle-aged Taoist is the second master of Zhishouguan, and he is hidden in the world, and once he makes a move, he is also shocked.

So the elder brother was injured.

The master looked at the senior brother in the thatched pile and said, "You know that the senior brother stayed in the Taoist temple, but you deliberately came here, in my opinion, it is very unwise. ”

The elder brother replied, "Since the Lord has chased me here, it means that my choice is correct. ”

The viewer suddenly asked, "Have you ever been to Zhishouguan?"

Senior Brother shook his head calmly.

The viewer frowned slightly and asked, "Then how do you mark the location of Zhishouguan in the sea of knowledge?"

"The teacher knows where Zhishouguan is. ”

The senior brother raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at his forehead, and said with a smile: "Then sue me." ”

The Lord said, "You have traveled around the world for the past two days, but you have never been here. I think it's the moment before I wait. ”

The elder brother said, "Not bad. Because only in this way can I buy some time to make a move in Qingxia, but you have to leave Qingxia immediately with me. ”

The viewer said, "I left a sword in front of Qingxia. ”

The elder brother was silent when he heard this. After a moment, he said, "I believe in them." ”

The viewer asked, "How can you be sure that I will definitely leave Qingxia with you?"

"Because I have come to Zhishouguan, you must follow me to Zhishouguan, not even for a moment. ”

The senior brother said calmly: "Beforehand. My junior brothers and I have been thinking about it, for you, the master, what will be more important than destroying the Tang Dynasty Academy, so that you can give up the opportunity to make a move in Qingxia, and you must go all out to rescue, we have been thinking for a long time, but we have never come up with a suitable answer. ”

The contemplator and the middle-aged Taoist were silent.

Senior Brother looked at the dark red book buried in front of him by straw, and said with a smile: "Later, we finally thought that for you. Your belief or awe of Haotian is better than countless in the world. ”

"The Book of Heaven is a holy relic given by Haotian to the Daomen, and two volumes have been lost for thousands of years. Haotian is above. Naturally, I will feel unhappy if all the remaining five volumes of the Heavenly Book are taken away by me. It must be a lot of fun to destroy or hide, so you have to follow me here. ”

The viewer was silent for a moment and said, "Since you are here, you don't need to leave. ”

The senior brother said: "I am a villain, and the main family is not welcome, so it is naturally better to leave early." ”

The viewer looked at him and said calmly: "The rain does not leave guests, I will stay guests, you must be clear, this is not the mountain behind the academy, but the knowledge and guarding, you come here at risk, what is the difference between the birds that throw themselves into the net?"

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, it is not intimidation, it is a calm and simple explanation, no one will doubt it - in the unknowable land, Zhishouguan is the most simple, but Haotian Daomen dominates the world, and Zhishouguan, as a existence above the clouds of Daomen, will inevitably have a very powerful, even powerful means beyond imagination.

The elder brother was well aware of this, but his expression was calm.

Since he dared to come, he naturally had already prepared the means.

With a light wave of the main sleeve, there are clouds coming out, and between the green mountains and bright lakes, the breath of heaven and earth is suddenly closed.

The beautiful autumn sun can't fall.

The autumn wind can only pass through the ruins of the mountains and forests behind the Taoist temple, but it cannot cross the wall of the Taoist temple.

The Great Array of Knowing and Watching is launched.

The Taoist temple has become a small world that exists in the Haotian world, but is closely related to the Haotian world.

No one can leave this little world.

Not even in the realm of no distance.

Because at this time, the breath of heaven and earth in Zhishouguan has been completely separated from the breath of heaven and earth around him.

If the senior brother wants to leave by no distance, he will crash into the field of Dao Senran.

But he still left, Shi Shiran left.

The padded jacket trembled slightly, and the figure of the senior brother suddenly faded and disappeared into the autumn wind by the lake.

There was a dead silence on the shores of the lake.

The viewer looked at the middle-aged Taoist with a slightly cold face.

Over the years, Zhishouguan was presided over by a middle-aged Taoist, and Longqing was able to escape from the Taoist Temple because he inherited the mind of the Lord and deliberately indulged, so what happened at this time?

The middle-aged Daoist's expression became a little gloomy, and he sighed and said, "He has been back. ”

The viewer flicked his sleeves and passed away through the void, leaving two extremely cold words.

"Son!"

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No one knows what happens in Zhishouguan.

The wilderness before Qingxia was quiet, and the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple had already withdrawn their troops.

Today, the temple side was about to win a decisive victory, and no one thought that the senior brother of the academy would actually appear on the battlefield and turn the entire situation around with one string and a stick.

Although the appearance of the Guanzhu re-injected confidence and fanaticism into the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple, to everyone's surprise, the Guanzhu then disappeared, and Qingxia did not seem to have undergone any changes before.

The coalition forces have suffered heavy setbacks, and the loss of their own strength is still secondary, the key is the burning gods and the corpses of the cavalry all over the ground, as well as the exit of Qingxia that cannot be broken by any means. The morale of the soldiers became extremely low.

Although there is no despair yet. But he was already tired.

The Great Priest of Heaven is now seriously injured, the gods are burned and blown into countless ashes by the autumn wind, and the morale of the army is gradually becoming unstable. Ye Hongyu immediately decided to withdraw his troops in advance, when it was still early.

Night is gradually falling, and the porridge pot under the iron canopy at the exit of Qingxia. Only the bottom of the pot is left, and the aroma of porridge has long been diffused into the field, and there is not a trace left.

The people in the academy were very quiet, and the feeling was completely different from the feeling they had felt last night when they were in high spirits, talking and laughing about the murder, because although it had only been two days, they were already very tired.

The fourth senior brother held the river and mountain plate, coughing from time to time, on the front of the academy uniform. Covered with mottled bloodstains, Wang Zhi squatted beside him with a medicine bowl, thinking of a way to feed him medicine.

Beigong Weiyang and Ximen were not confused and were injured by the teachings. Fortunately, the medicine was taken in time. He was treated by the elder brother again, and the injury has stabilized. The spirit is also much better.

The most tired person is actually the second senior brother. His expression was still so peaceful, and his sitting posture was still so upright, but everyone could imagine how tired he must have been.

"Rest early. ”

The second senior brother looked at the tent of the coalition army camp in the southern wilderness, looked at the dense lights that compared the sky full of stars, and said after a moment of silence: "Tomorrow should be harder. ”

The younger brother and sister heard the sound accordingly, but no one went to sleep, and they still sat around the fourth senior brother.

At this time, the void sword left by the Guan Lord was still flying in the river and mountain plate, and the fourth senior brother must use his own mental power to activate the river and mountain plate and trap the void sword in the yellow sand.

He couldn't put down the sand table, couldn't rest, and could only hold on in such pain.

No one knows how long he will last, and I don't know if he will be able to make it to the end.

The second senior brother walked up behind him and sat down.

Since he came to Qingxia, he has not been relieved.

So when he sat down, the sound of the iron armor crashing was crisp, firm and solemn.

As he then said.

"It's always easier to lean on each other. ”

The fourth senior brother smiled slightly, leaned back tiredly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The second senior brother handed the iron sword from his shoulder to his back, resting it under his forearm.

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There is a bright moon in the night sky.

Today's moon is darker, so you can see the stars in the night dome clearly.

Ye Hongyu looked at the night sky quietly, with no expression on his face.

The Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle has been sent back to the Xiling Temple, but he doesn't know if he can save his life.

If Mr. Big's stick is aimed at him, how should he respond?

She thought about it for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that she couldn't cope.

But she was not discouraged or frustrated.

She was never like that.

She was never the most powerful person.

But it turns out that in the end, she always wins over enemies who are stronger than herself.

At this point, she was thinking more about something else.

The more she thought about it, the tighter her brow furrowed.

She thought about it all night.

Until dawn.

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The morning light is getting brighter, and the fields are filled with mist, and I don't know if it will be sunny or cloudy today.

The Xiling Temple coalition army, everyone is waiting for one person to make a move.

Because now only that person can defeat the iron sword before Qingxia.

And everyone was convinced that as long as that person made a move, he would be able to win.

However, Liu Bai still didn't make a move.

Even the disciples of the Sword Pavilion began to feel suspicious and very puzzled.

Ye Hongyu looked at the quiet carriage, and there was a faint irony between his eyebrows.

She respects the sword saint Liu Bai very much, because of the paper sword in the letter, Liu Bai even has a half-teacher friendship with her, but she still thinks that Liu Bai is a very stupid person at this time.

In her opinion, all pride and self-restraint are stupidity.

This is true no matter how many qualifications that person has for pride.

Whether that person is a viewer or a willow white.

In this battle of Qingxia, if the really strong people in the Dao Sect could obey her command, she would have countless ways to directly crush the people of the academy before Qingxia.

If Liu Bai is willing to give up the pride of the sword and cooperate with the siege of the iron cavalry, who in the world can resist?

If the Guan Master is willing to really set foot in the red dust and kill easily, where is the academy the opponent of the Daomen?

The problem is that although she is now the great priest of Xiling and is like a god in the hearts of believers, there are always a few people in this world, and she can't influence, let alone control.

Guan Zhu and Liu Bai are such people.

Watching the moon last night, she didn't sleep, and in her meditation, she suddenly remembered Ning Que.

She and Ning Que are the real like-minded people.

Only she and he understood that unscrupulous means are the best means.

At that moment, there was a sound in the mist.