Chapter 404: Disintegration
After a long time of not landing, although there was no big move, everyone was still physically and mentally exhausted.
People are born with an inexplicable attachment to the land, and the people outside laugh and rejoice.
Li Xiaoyi in the cave mansion had an ugly face, I don't know why, since early this morning, he has been restless, and there is always an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.
But I can't think of a reason, could it be that if we go any further, it will be a dangerous situation?
Calming down again and running the exercises, it didn't take long for Li Xiaoyi to open his eyes again, his brows furrowed even tighter, he stood up, and paced back and forth in the cave.
So far, this is the first time I have been upset like this, but I can't think of a reason.
Walking out of the cave, the disciples of the Kunlun clan were nearby, and bursts of laughter not far away attracted his attention.
Looking over, it was Sun Biao and a group of Kunlun disciples who were teasing Ren Xiaoran, and Dao Ling and Dao Qing were sitting cross-legged on the other side, looking at it with smiling eyes.
Li Xiaoyi walked over and sat aside: "Senior brother, you have been cultivating longer than me, can you give me a solution to the doubts in my heart?"
Dao Ling and Dao Qing Zhenren glanced at each other, and Dao Ling smiled: "What can stump you, I am quite interested in being a brother, let's hear about it?"
Li Xiaoyi told the two senior brothers about his unjustified restlessness, and Dao Ling pondered for a long time and said: "Senior Brother Dao Yin, when you and I have reached the realm of you and me, I have the sense of heaven and man, and I am no longer as ethereal and imperceptive as before. ”
Seeing Li Xiaoyi's silence, Dao Ling continued: "But it will really happen in your heart, the people you care about, the things you care about, the great sorrows and joys, the stability and the difficulties, will cause such a situation." ”
Li Xiaoyi's brows still did not stretch, Dao Ling's words, he understood what he heard, he used to think that the induction of heaven and man was similar to the sixth sense, and as the realm climbed, the more he understood, the more accurate the induction of heaven and man became.
He thought that there was no one to worry about, so he put this so-called "foreknowledge" on things, that is, the place he was about to go, Ming Yuhai.
I thought it might be a bit of a struggle, but now it seems that the road is full of thorns.
And the Shushan Sword Sect, which was far away in the cultivation realm, had a smooth Dao Gate Conference, but at this time, it was a mess.
The disciples of the sect can be seen everywhere in the mountains, and the neon face of the Forgetting Worry Sect has a face towel, although its face cannot be seen clearly, but the beautiful eyes exposed outside, the cold light is flickering, including a group of disciples of the Forgetting Worry Sect.
The disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, no one dared to lean on this side, Wushi and Enlightened Real People stood above the clouds with iron faces, and the audience watched the audience, which had nothing to do with themselves.
Suddenly, a voice came up: "Found it!"
Neon Yan took the disciples of the Forgetting Worries Sect, and when he flew straight down first, when he arrived in the valley of Shu Mountain, it was already full of people.
When he saw the neon ghost, he consciously got out of the way, and at the end of the road, there was a female corpse in white.
The neon figure appeared next to the female corpse in a flash, squatted down, looked at the familiar face, and an astonishing murderous aura immediately permeated the valley.
The disciples of the Forgetting Worries Sect who came later immediately heard a cry, and the monks on both sides were shocked by the neon murderous aura, and they didn't dare to take a breath.
Sun Jiaqi was still dead, he was hit by several swords in his chest, and a large area was already stained red with blood, and the most deadly was a sword in his Purple Palace Dan's abdomen, which directly destroyed his true pill, and even his soul could not escape.
Suddenly, a burst of treasure light suddenly lit up, and the monks of the Forgetting Worry Sect looked at the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect on both sides with murderous energy, and they couldn't wait to rush forward immediately.
The Enlightened World and the Enlightened True Person, as well as Mr. Miao Ke of the Great Yan Sect, and the real people of the other sects, all gathered here.
Not only that, but there were countless scattered cultivators, and the masters of the eighteen sects, all watching this scene without saying a word.
Wushi Zhenren sighed, "Senior Sister Neon, the festival mourns and changes, when the truth of the matter is clarified, this seat will definitely give you an explanation!"
Neon didn't reply, still squatting beside the disciple she had raised with her own hands, staring at the beautiful face, looking at her with tears in the corners of her eyes, she stretched out her hand.
Closing the pair of eyes that contained sadness, confusion, and grievance, Neon finally stood up.
Behind her, a tearful female disciple stepped forward to collect the corpse, they all grew up together since childhood, and their feelings were very deep, although Sun Jiaqi was indifferent on the outside, she was warm-hearted.
It can be seen from the fact that he risked his life to find an antidote for Lin Yunyao.
As for Lin Yunyao, she was also in the team of the Forgetting Worries Sect at the moment, crying heartbreakingly, and she wanted to pounce several times, but she was stopped by the senior sisters on both sides.
At this moment, Wushi Zhenren was quite embarrassed, and he couldn't get any response to his words, Neon Yan looked at him, and said in a cold voice: "The monk in that square is neither blind nor deaf, the facts are in front of him, I don't know, what else does Wushi want to investigate?"
Wushi Zhenren frowned, he and Neon Death have been friends for many years, and they usually refer to each other as senior brothers and sisters, and they know each other very well, and Neon Death at this time has obviously moved his true anger.
"Jianchen, this kid grew up in this seat, causing such a situation, there must be a misunderstanding, and I hope that Senior Sister Neon will give this seat some time. ”
Wushi Zhenren has lowered his posture, which is very rare, as the head of the first major sect of the Dao Sect, it is extremely rare to have such an attitude.
Neon Yan showed a sneer, and the killing intent of his whole body spread around without diminishing in the slightest, and those monks with lower cultivation sat on the ground in a cold sweat.
The comprehension real person snorted coldly, and suddenly released the coercion of his whole body-for-tat, which made everyone in the valley breathe a sigh of relief.
"Okay!good!It's really good!" Neon Yan smiled instead of anger, and said to the disciple behind him, "Let's go!"
After that, the figures ascended into the air, and the people of the Forgetting Worry Sect looked at the two great masters of the Shushan Sword Sect with resentment, holding Sun Jiaqi's corpse, and followed closely.
After a while, it disappeared into the sea of clouds, and the real people of Wushi looked up at the sky with a helpless face, but suddenly, the sound of neon sounded again in the entire Shushan Sword Sect
"The Shushan Sword Sect is so majestic, bullying the weak, I can't afford to offend the Forgetting Worry Sect, but I don't want to be with the jackals, from now on, I Forget the Worry Sect will withdraw from the Daomen Alliance!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks all over the mountain were in an uproar, and the face of the enlightened real person turned red with anger, and they wanted to get up and chase after him, but they were stopped by the real person of the enlightened world.
"There is also an urgent matter in this sect, so I won't bother much!"
This was said very suddenly, and everyone turned around, and it turned out to be the thunder veteran of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. After he said this, he stepped into the air without looking back, and the monks of the Dragon and Tiger Sect also left one after another.
Wushi Zhenren's face was so gloomy that he could almost wring out the water, and he turned his face to the Shushan Sect who was still stunned and shouted, "Don't hurry up and find out that rebel for me!"