Chapter 060: Merit
The previous Venerable Lords were all feathered because of the suppression of the Demon Hell, and the ban had not been lifted before, so they guessed that the Venerable Lord of the Resting Heart had not lost his life, and that the jumping up and down of the Condensation Moon was completely a monkey play.
Now that the ban has been lifted suddenly, it must be the accidental death of the demon lord, and the successor demon lord has never been born.
This also means that the Heartless Cliff no longer needs the Demon Lord, no one can suppress them anymore, and the Heavenly Dao has relaxed its restraints on them.
Demons are lawless and disobedient, Condensing Moon does not have the deterrence of the Demon Prison, and there is no blessing from the Heavenly Lord's Heavenly Throne descended from the Heavenly Dao, and she is just a descendant who has become a demon for a thousand years, who will take her to heart, she doesn't even know the inside story of the Demon Prison.
Those with poor hearts have been secretly thinking in their hearts about killing Condensing Moon, a person who jumps up and down to be an eyesore, of course, more of them are born by taking this opportunity, this is a carnival that belongs to the Demon Dao, a feast that belongs to them, and they are tired of this Raush Zi Heartless Cliff for a long time.
Those who give face still pretend to stand with a respectful face, and those who don't give face directly pick people and leave.
Let Condensing Moon shout, but no one listened.
Wuxin Cliff was in chaos, and above the clouds, Shen Xi took a deep breath when he saw the scene of this group of demons dancing, and a trace of heaviness flashed in his eyes: "After that, the path of demon elimination is long, the real troubled times." ”
When these demonic cultivators who have cultivated their self-cultivation for a long time step into the mortal world, carry the sin of killing, and are contaminated with karma again, they really cease to exist.
Shen Xi thought that the demon lords of the past dynasties had conscientiously lost their lives and wanted to suppress the Demon Prison and leave a glimmer of life for the Demon Dao, but now because of the Demon Cultivator's own rebellion, he killed the Demon Prison suppressors and ruined this line of life.
If it's really a cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is not happy.
Shen Xi turned his head sideways to the great elder on the side and said, "You check the elders in the sect who are nearing longevity and have exhausted their talents, and let them also go out of the mountain to eradicate the demon cultivators, these demon cultivators are all merits for me and other righteous path cultivators, let them fight hard and be able to break through." ”
The Great Elder stroked his beard and nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away." ”
At the same time, in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Qing Bo, who was playing Tai Chi with Shen Jiuliu, held the teacup with his hand, and his heart throbbed suddenly, and he had a bad premonition, he only felt that his heart was covered with a layer of haze, and he couldn't disperse it.
Could it be that someone calculates himself?!
Qingbo held the teacup tightly, his face ugly.
He didn't know that since the ban was lifted, the Heavenly Dao sensed that the future world catastrophe had arrived, and it was Qingbo who caused all this.
In addition to Qingbo's bowl of shade, it was the culprit of Wuxin Cliff, Condensation Moon and others.
In the final analysis, it was because of them that the 'ban' was lifted, the ban was lifted, the demon path prospered, and the demon cultivated cholera, so this earth-shattering karma had to be carried by someone.
The person who was remembered by the Heavenly Dao only died as a result.
In the room, which was as bright as day, Rong Xian watched happily as a cloud of yellow light fell from the sky and fell on her, and the dissipation of the divine soul caused by the shading was abruptly stopped, and the red karma around her body all faded, faintly, and a little bright light rose behind her head.
"There are really a lot of merits in guarding the Demon Prison for thousands of years, and God is quite fair. Rong Xian flicked his sleeves, and the merits of Xuanhuang cleansed his body of karma and then integrated into his body.
After the merit entered the body, the vague and incomprehensible points of the previous cultivation became clear in an instant, and the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor in the body were also quickly replaced.
Rong Xian was overjoyed, she pretended to sigh with emotion: "This time not only yin those traitors, but also solve the big stone in my heart, Qingbo is really a good person who sends warmth, timely rain, this 'uncle' title is really not in vain." ”
In order to express her gratitude, Rong Xian decided that she would definitely send Qingbo on his last journey and let him return to the Heavenly Dao.
In the hall, Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng glanced at each other, puzzled by Qingbo's sudden changes.
"City Lord, City Lord?" called Yun Youfeng.
Qingbo came back to his senses, obviously he was in no mood to deal with these two anymore, the Sword Emperor's essence and blood were good, but it was useless if he didn't have a life.
He put down the teacup and said to Shen Jiuliu casually: "This seat suddenly remembered that there are still some private matters that have not been dealt with, since the two of you have come to the City Lord's Mansion and are friends with the master and nephew of this seat, this is your own home, you can do it." ”
After that, regardless of Yun Youfeng's ghost-like look, he waved his hand and said, "Qinger, take the guests to rest." Then he quickly turned and walked away.
He had to find out who was calculating his life first, and then plan the Sword Emperor's essence blood after he found out, anyway, Rong Xian couldn't escape from his palm for the time being.
After Qingbo left, Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and the two of them were confused, and they couldn't figure out what Qingbo was doing.
A figure walked out in the dark, Qing Er was still dressed in a green shirt, and his handsome face was expressionless: "I'm really sorry two, the city lord suddenly has to leave in an emergency, you can live in the mansion first." ”
Yun Youfeng licked his face and came up, and asked mysteriously: "Qing Er, for the sake of us who used to be friends, if you tell me what the hell Qingbo is doing, I don't care about your revenge for killing me, how about it?"
Qing Er's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "The city lord's affairs are not clear. ”
Yunyou rolled his eyes angrily: "Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it, excuse." ”
A smile quickly crossed Qing Er's eyes, and he returned to the ancient well without waves, but he didn't expect that after so many years, You Feng's temperament was still so fun.
Yun Youfeng smiled and asked, "Can I just go shopping after I stay?"
Qing Er didn't seem to be able to hear the meaning of his words, and said with polite respect: "In addition to the city lord's forbidden place for practice, a few people can do it at will, if you want to leave Ziwei City, Qing Er will salute a few guests." ”
He bowed slightly, led his subordinates and left the main hall, letting the wandering wind behind him scream.
Shen Jiuliu saw the exchange between the two in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "It seems that You Feng is really familiar with the people here. ”
First Qingyi, then Qinger, judging from their performance, it seems that they are old friends.
Yunyou smiled dryly, and didn't dare to speak again, lest Shen Jiuliu get to the bottom of it.
Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Shen Jiuliu didn't feel embarrassed, although he looked indifferent and unkind, he was really soft-hearted and considerate, and he never wanted to force others.
Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng left the hall and chatted while walking, Shen Jiuliu said: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, it seems that Qingbo is in trouble." ”
Yun Youfeng smiled: "It's just right, he can't take care of us now, we can take Rong Xiaoxian away." ”
Shen Jiuliu shook his head and said, "I can't just leave, I still have to find out the death of the clan." All the clues are on Qingbo, and I can't just stop there. ”
Yun Youfeng's face stiffened, and Qi Qiran said: "Okay, I gave up my life to accompany the gentleman." ”
He shrank into a ball and drew a coffin in his heart: Huh, I don't know if it's too late to confess my crime to Jiuliu now?
Shen Jiuliu didn't know what Yun Youfeng thought, but his heart warmed when he listened to his words: "Thank you, Youfeng." ”