Chapter 392, the Holy Son moves reinforcements

Night Feather nodded and said, "Not only do I know that you are fighting, but I also know that you and the Templar Son are both defeated. ”

Li Ping'an nodded first, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, it's obviously a little better than the poor road."

The Son of the Templar fled, and the poor path was only slightly injured, but now healed. ”

Ye Yu glanced at Li Ping'an and let out a sneer.

Li Ping'an said embarrassedly: "Actually, the Holy Son of the Holy Church also has some skills. ”

Ye Yu frowned and looked at Li Ping'an, and said with some doubts: "You can't even beat the Holy Son of the Templar? When we first met in the underworld, weren't you very powerful?"

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "That is in the underworld, and the poor road can get the power of the underworld." ”

Ye Yu was thoughtful: "In other words, you haven't actually reached the Sage realm. ”

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "I definitely haven't reached the Sage realm you said. ”

Ye Yu sighed and said: "It's a loss, I knew that I should have snatched Sanqingguan, but now it's too familiar to start." ”

Li Ping'an looked at Ye Yu speechlessly, girl, your mind is very dangerous!

Li Ping'an coughed and asked, "Miss Night Feather, Poor Dao wants you to inquire about something. ”

Night Feather said, "What's the matter?"

Li Ping'an said, "Do you know the son of Hades?"

Ye Yu subconsciously glanced in the direction of the backyard, then nodded and said, "I've heard some legends. ”

Li Ping'an frowned and said: "The people in the Holy Hall have always said that the poor Dao disciple Qingming is the son of the Hades, and what do they say that the son of the Hades has come, the thousand-year catastrophe has begun, and for the sake of the common people in the world, the poor Dao disciples must be killed, what is going on?"

Ye Yu subconsciously shouted: "Nonsense! Obviously, they are pushing people too much. ”

Li Ping'an was puzzled and said, "Night girl, why are you so excited?"

Ye Yu snorted coldly and said, "This girl is most disgusted with them reversing black and white. ”

Li Ping'an said: "Please also give advice!"

Ye Yu said: "This matter dates back to fifteen thousand years ago, when the last Hades King Mo Bai was in office.

At that time, Mo Bai had just become a saint, ascended to the throne of the Hades, gathered all the transcendent ghost kings of the underworld, refined a big black umbrella, and sent it to the heirs of the Yang World to protect his safety.

Later, the existence of the big black umbrella was discovered by the previous son of the temple, and he was greedy, and wanted to kill the descendants of Hades and snatch the big black umbrella, but the descendants of Hades were not easy to do, and the two were entangled and fought for several years without winning or losing, and finally the previous son threatened with the lover of the descendants of Hades, and killed the descendants of Hades after snatching the big black umbrella.

Under the fury of the Hades King, the two worlds of Yin and Yang were opened, and dozens of transcendent ghost kings led countless unjust ghosts to attack the holy mountain, and the sun, moon, and lightless holy mountain that were killed collapsed, the immeasurable light god and the Hades King were both injured, the Holy Son was also shattered in the battle, and countless ghost saint disciples fell.

Later, when the underworld retreated, every thousand years when the underworld accumulated a certain amount of strength, the Mobai Hades would throw the big black umbrella into the world, choose people who were resentful of the Templar, and use them as chess to attack the Templars, which was what they called the Millennium Tribulation, and the people chosen by the Hades were called the sons of the Hades. ”

Li Ping'an frowned and said, "That was when the former Hades King was in the past, shouldn't it have been over a long time ago?"

Yeyu smirked: "Theoretically, that's true, but the new Hades King is so witty that he immediately discovered the benefits of this matter. ”

Li Ping'an was puzzled and said, "What benefits?"

Yeyu said triumphantly: "In the underworld, a large number of unjust ghosts are born every moment, countless large and small ghost kings are divided and fighting, and the fight is chaotic, and the noisy is really disturbing the sleep of the Hades King, plus the new Hades King also sees that some people are unhappy, so he continues the thousand-year catastrophe, first fighting the saints, then hitting the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, and then hitting the Divine Sword Mountain, to see who is unhappy, to fight whom, by the way, to consume too many souls." ”

The corners of Li Ping'an's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "You're talking about you, right? The Hades King will launch a thousand-year tribulation just because he disturbs his sleep? At the point where they are at that point, how can they be as childish as you say?"

Yeyu snorted coldly and said, "Don't believe it, pull it down!" Reaching out to take out the romance under his buttocks, he looked through it to himself.

Li Ping'an said suspiciously: "Even if what you say is true, this son of the Hades will not be able to take Qingming! He has no grudge against the Holy Mountain, and he has no intersection with other holy places, how could the Hades King choose him to be the son of the Hades?"

Yeyu looked at it and said casually: "How do you know that it was chosen by the Hades? Maybe the big black umbrella was stolen?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said, "How is it possible? Who can steal the things of the Hades King?"

Night Rain muttered in a low voice, "It's really possible!"

Ye Yu was lying in the recliner and turned over, Li Ping'an fell into deep thought next to him, and he couldn't understand how the Hades King could choose Qingming as the son of the Hades? Could it be that the Hades had a cramp in his head? Or did he discover the identity of the son of Qingming's luck?!

......

In the middle of the day, the night rain snapped and closed the book, got up and said, "I'll go back first!"

Li Ping'an came back to his senses and said suspiciously: "Aren't you staying for dinner today?"

Ye Yu said, "No, there are people waiting at home! By the way, I warn you! The people of the Templar are not so easy to give up, and they will come again." With that, he floated outside.

After walking out of the Sanqing Temple, Ye Yu's figure disappeared into the yang world in a flash, appearing in the spirit world.

A black-clothed Burning Sky Peacock appeared beside Ye Yu, and said lightly: "It's not stolen, it's taken openly." ”

Night Feather was speechless and said, "You're still reasonable, aren't you?"

The Burning Sky Peacock said lightly: "In order to protect Ning Yi's safety." ”

Night Feather said lazily, "Give him the big black umbrella, he will only be more dangerous." ”

The Burning Sky Peacock said: "Haoran originally planned to let him worship the master as a teacher, and with the protection of the master, the Holy Hall would not dare to mess around. ”

Yeyu looked at the Burning Sky Peacock and said, "You stole my big black umbrella, Meng Haoran asked Ning Yi to apprentice to the master, the little abacus is so fine, you are so powerful!"

"It's not stolen, it's taken!"

The figures of the two slowly faded in the spirit world, disappearing without end.

......

A few months later, the Burning Light Son, who had regained his full prosperity, came to Haoran Academy in the middle of the Eastern Regions.

In a huge city, scholars are everywhere, and there is no white ding.

On a mountain range outside the city, there are magnificent buildings, and the literary spirit rises in the sky above the mountain peaks and mountains, rushing into the sky like a pillar, this is the famous book mountain in the four directions, that is, the location of Haoran Academy.

The sun rises in the east, and a golden avenue is paved from the sun, spreading towards the top of the mountain.

Two two-headed white tiger beasts pulled a gorgeous luan to step on the golden avenue and galloped towards a building at the top of the mountain.

The white tiger pulled Luan and landed on the top of the mountain, landing in front of the gate of the academy, and the plaque above the gate of the academy had four big characters written on it.

In front of the gate, a middle-aged man in gray clothes was cleaning the ox cart and brushing the body of the bighorn cow with a brush.

The gorgeous Luan driving curtain was opened, and the Burning Light Holy Son walked out of it, and said with a smile: "Brother King's Landing, don't come to harm?"

The middle-aged man put down the brush in his hand, bowed his hand and said with a smile: "The Holy Son of Burning Light is coming, and he is not welcome~"

The Holy Son of Burning Light smiled and said: "Brother King's Landing is polite, you and I are brothers, how far away to welcome!"

King's Landing put down his hand and smiled indifferently, "What is the matter with the Holy Son?"

The Burning Light Saint Son smiled, and said, "I heard that the Daomen had the audacity to suppress the thirteenth gentleman of the academy?"

King's Landing said indifferently: "Little Thirteen did something wrong and deserves to be punished. ”

"Even if Mr. Thirteen does something wrong, it should be punished by the master, what qualifications does the Dao Sect have to suppress the disciples of the Sage? ”

King's Landing frowned for a moment and said, "What does the Holy Son mean?"

The Burning Light Saint Son said solemnly: "According to the news obtained from my Holy Church investigation, the disciple of the Dao Sect Qingming is the son of the Hades King, and I also ask Brother Junlin to enter the Western Regions with me, kill the son of the Hades King, and rescue Mr. Thirteen." ”

King's Landing shook his head and said, "There are no sons of Hades in the Daomen. ”

"My Templar is beyond the eyes of the Immortal, he must be the son of Hades!"

King's Landing smiled and said, "My Twelfth Senior Sister has been with the Daomen for a long time, and there is no son of the Hades King in the Daomen. ”

The Burning Light Holy Son frowned and said, "Aren't you saving Mr. Thirteen?

King's Landing said slowly: "Master has his own plans, Holy Son, please come back!"

"Hmph~" The Burning Light Holy Son snorted coldly, turned around and walked on.

The two white tigers roared a few times, turned around and stepped on the Cotai Strip, and ran towards the sun.

King's Landing bowed and said with a smile, "Send the Son of Burning Light!"

Straightening up, King's Landing continued to brush the Bighorn Cow.

Stepping on the step~ The master in a moon-white robe walked out of the academy and said, "Who came just now?"

King's Landing hurriedly said respectfully: "It is the Burning Light Saint Son of the Holy Mountain, and the matter of my junior brother being suppressed by the Dao Sect provoked me to deal with the Dao Gate with him. ”

The master snorted coldly and said, "Don't play with him in the future, your heart is not right!"

King's Landing bowed his hand and said, "Disciple obeys!"

The master floated into the ox cart, lifted the curtain and walked in, and said, "King's Landing, go to the Western Regions!"

"Yes!" King's Landing replied, and sat down on the wheel, and with a wave of the bullwhip in his hand, with a crisp snap, the bighorn ox stomped down the hill.

A few days later, in the sky above the Holy Land of the Northern Regions, a golden light bloomed, and the figure of the Scorching Light Holy Son appeared in the golden light, and he said: "Emperor Dongfang, please show up when an old friend visits!"

All the disciples of Shenjian Mountain raised their heads one after another, looking at the figure in the sky like a golden sun, all those who knew his identity were awe-inspiring in their hearts, and the disciples who didn't know all had doubts in their hearts, who was he?

In the Sword Pavilion on the top of the mountain, a gray-haired old man looked up at the air and said, "Burning Light Holy Son, please enter the Sword Pavilion." ”

The Scorching Light Saint Son took one step forward, crossed the heavy space, and instantly appeared in front of the Sword Pavilion, the dazzling golden light on his body retracted, and walked directly inside.

Dongfang Emperor Yu looked at the Burning Light Holy Son who walked in, and said vicissitudes: "The Holy Son came to Shenjian Mountain, what do you have to teach you?"

The Scorching Light Holy Son looked directly at the Eastern Emperor and said directly: "Do you know that a new sword technique has appeared in the Western Regions, which is stronger than the sword technique of your Divine Sword Mountain!"

Dongfang Emperor said lightly: "Daomen Imperial Sword Technique, I have naturally heard of it, but to say that it is better than my Divine Sword Mountain's swordsmanship, it is an exaggeration, although there are some peculiarities in Daomen's Imperial Sword Technique, but my Divine Sword Mountain's people have double sword cultivation, and the sword man is the right way to the sword." ”

The Burning Light Saint Son sighed and said: "You are too proud, you have never seen the Daomen swordsmanship, but I have personally learned it, one sword turns into ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords are in the air, and I am embarrassed." ”

Dongfang Emperor looked at him and subconsciously said, "How is it possible? You are at the peak of the extraordinary." ”

The Scorching Light Saint Son Zhengse said: "Now there is one more invincible powerhouse under the Sage. ”

Dongfang Emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Is the Burning Light Holy Son coming to Divine Sword Mountain just to tell me this?"

The Burning Light Holy Son looked at Dongfang Emperor and said: "I want to ask you to deal with the Daomen together, after the matter is completed, all the Daomen swordsmanship will be returned to the Divine Sword Mountain, combined with the Daomen swordsmanship, you may not be able to take that step and enter the Holy Realm." ”

The Eastern Emperor burst into light, nodded in contemplation and said, "But, the majesty of the Holy Land is inviolable, and the Dao Gate ignores the majesty of the Holy Land, it really shouldn't exist, so erase it!"

The Burning Light Holy Son smiled and said, "That's good!"

Dongfang Emperor Yu stood up from the slow main seat, his vicissitudes of life became sharp, like a dusty sword out of the sheath, the terrifying sword intent rose above the Sword Pavilion, and you twisted the space to stir up the wind and clouds.

The figures of the two disappeared into the Sword Pavilion in an instant, and a sword light and a golden light crossed the sky.

......

In the Three Qingguan of the Western Regions, Li Ping'an is holding an introductory ceremony for graphite and accepting him as a registered disciple.

Li Ping'an handed a set of Taoist robes to Graphite, and said with a smile: "From today on, you will be a registered disciple of Sanqingguan, and the Taoist name will still be called Graphite! ”

Graphite knelt on the futon, raised his hands to take the robe, and said happily: "Thank you, Lord!"

Shi Hao, who was watching the ceremony next to him, shouted happily: "Great, my mother has also entered the Dao Gate." ”

Graphite stood up from the ground and stroked the supple robe, and his heart was also relaxed, so I am not an outsider, right?!

Li Ping'an frowned suddenly, suddenly turned his head to look at the east, and two terrifying auras rushed into the Western Regions, flying towards Sanqingguan.

Li Ping'an's face changed, and a six-way roulette wheel rose under his feet, and his figure disappeared into the hall in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, and Bai Xiaochun muttered, "Where did Master go?"

Ning Yi's face changed and said, "It's not good, it must be someone from the Holy Hall who is here again." ”

Qingxue also said anxiously: "Master just recovered a few days ago, and now they are here again, they know Master's strength, they must be prepared." ”

Shi Hao shouted anxiously, "No, I'm going to help Master." He turned and ran out.

Graphite hurriedly followed out and shouted, "Hao'er, you don't know where the Lord has gone?"

The rest of the people also ran out of the compound.