Seeing Yu Xianrou coming out of the ranks, Xie Guangling couldn't help but be surprised.

"You?"

He originally thought that the Jinshan War was so cruel? It must be one of the three most powerful family traditions, but he didn't expect it to be Yu Xianrou, a young girl, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then reacted, nodding and saying: "I see!

Liu Suifeng didn't refute, and said with a smile: "The sixth senior sister is out of the horse, and she is much stronger than us!"

Xie Guangling frowned and said, "You plan to use your delicate identity?"

Yu Xianrou's voice was crisp and sweet, but the words were solemn and awe-inspiring, and she said in a deep voice: "When Xianrou was in Tianxiang, she had a lot of intersections with your sisters, and she was more familiar with the contact information and various internal information of Tianxiang Seventy-two Pavilions. ”

Xie Guangling pondered for a long time, and then nodded slowly.

Seeing that Xie Guangling agreed, the people were immediately overjoyed. Liu Suifeng took a few steps forward, slapped his palm on the knife holder of Ming Yu Knife, and said softly: "Everything is up to the sixth senior sister!"

Yu Xianrou nodded silently, and with a whistle, a huge black shadow flew out of the eagle's nest on the edge of the cliff. She saluted Xie Guangling, then turned around to salute the brothers, flew up and jumped on the giant eagle, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Yu Xianrou leaving, Liu Suifeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Xie Guangling's cold voice sounding beside him: "Follow the wind, take the punishment yourself!"

"Yes!" Liu Suifeng bowed deeply and withdrew with a group of juniors and disciples.

Seeing everyone leave one after another, Xie Guangling glanced in the direction where Yu Xianrou left, and a strange smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"These little bastards, aren't they so easy to coax Xie Mou? What is no one to serve? What has lost the demeanor of pure yang? It's a shame that they can come up with these excuses. Originally, Xie was still thinking about what they were going to do, but he sent out Xianrou, and it was really the heart of passers-by......

When a group of disciples came to Taiji Square, they only heard Liu Suifeng say in a deep voice: "Each of them should find their own spiritual hall and go to retreat by themselves! For half a month, disciples below the Jindan stage will have food delivered every other day, and there must be no mistake!"

The disciples agreed, each found the corresponding belonging of the Five Spirits Palace, and entered the hall as soon as they entered, and immediately found themselves in a mysterious space, isolated from the outside world.

Li Chengyuan and Chu Xun glanced at each other, and quietly walked to Liu Suifeng's side, Li Chengyuan asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, did you say that we have already concealed Elder Xie?"

Liu Suifeng shook his head and replied, "Elder Xie has a good temperament, but he is a person who has been in the world for a long time, and we can't hide his magic eyes from this action. ”

Chu Xun couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Then why is Elder Xie ......?"

Liu Suifeng's gaze looked to the east, and said faintly: "Because Elder Xie deliberately let go of the sixth senior sister......

But said that Yu Xianrou had just left Yuxu Peak not long ago, looking back, seeing that there were only snowy mountains behind him, even if he tried his best, he couldn't see the appearance of Yuxu Peak, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he whistled a few times, but he saw another giant eagle flying down in the sky, which was the one that Liu Suifeng was riding.

Yu Xian Rou turned the direction of the giant eagle's flight, and two black shadows quickly flew towards the southeast.

The weather in the northwest is sunny, but it is raining in the south of the Yangtze River.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the Jinshan Temple is pitch black all around, the two figures in the temple are from south to north, fluttering lightly, the monk's robe blows the wind, the ring knife flashes, although it is in the heavy rain, but still acts without hindrance, it is the patrol monk in the temple.

The two roving monks walked until they reached a bamboo forest, and then turned around and followed a fixed route to re-inspect.

There is a small hut in front of the bamboo forest, and the light is shining through the window, and someone is talking inside, but in the heavy rain, I can't hear the conversation inside.

After a long time, the heavy rain gradually decreased, the small door creaked open, and the two old monks came out one after the other. After another moment, the lights in the room were blown out, and a thin old monk stepped out of the door. At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and it was clear in the night that this person was the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Zhaoshan.

Zen Master Zhaoshan did not bring an umbrella, and the raindrops fell, falling on his body, but it was like touching an invisible barrier, which was bounced away one after another, although he was in the rain, his clothes did not even have the slightest trace of water.

In the rain line, Zhaoshan Zen Master unfolded his body and ran northward, it was really like a galloping horse, but he saw a long dragon rolling away in the dark night, which showed how clever this person's martial arts were.

In a short time, he had already reached the bottom of a small mountain, and after only a few glances of his head, he set foot to climb the mountain. When I got to the tea, I saw only a few pine trees on the top of the mountain, and there were no houses. When I arrived at the peak, I saw a bare land and a flat land, and there were no houses, only three tall pines, the works were arranged in a zigzag, and the branches were inserted into the sky, like a dragon.

Zen Master Zhaoshan stood in the middle of the three big trees, bowed down and said, "I've seen three masters!"

At this time, another thunder sounded in the sky, and the lightning was shining, and under the three ancient pines, sitting or lying, there were three unkempt and ragged old monks, even in the rainy night, still stiff, like dead corpses.

After a while, an old voice sounded: "Zhaoshan nephew, you don't preside over the overall situation in the temple, but what are you doing here?" Although his voice was not loud, it sounded like it was in his ears in the rainy night, and he could hear it clearly.

Zen Master Zhaoshan said solemnly: "The three masters learned that there was a big catastrophe in the temple near Japan, and Zhaoshan felt powerless to resist, so he asked the three masters to take action!"

"The Great Tribulation?" The three old monks, who were as stiff as corpses, finally moved, and still said slowly in the same voice just now, "This temple has always cultivated Buddhism and rarely argued with others, how did it lead to the catastrophe?"

"From the Daomen!"

"Oh?" The three of them opened their eyes together, and in the dark night, they saw three pairs of eyes crystal clear, and a faint treasure light emanated from their bodies, and a hoarse voice said slowly: "Xuanmen has been silent for many years, and now there are powerful people born?"

"Exactly!"

"Is it Emei, Qingcheng, or Kongtong, or ......"

"It's from the land of Kunlun in the extreme west!"

The old monk who was lying motionless on the ground with his back to Gu Song in the east slowly sat up and asked with interest: "Kunlun in the extreme west is the holy land of the ancient Daomen, but after the war of the three religions, the Kunlun Dao system was destroyed in one fell swoop, and now there are powerful people born, don't you have the ancient Dao system?"

Zen Master Zhaoshan nodded and said quietly: "Maybe so, it's still unknown!"

"The origin of this person is unknown, and the exercises are dignified and upright Xuanmen Dao, but there is no record in the historical books. Because of what the master said, I'm afraid it's very possible!"

Zen Master Zhaoshan originally narrated Xiao Qianli's origins, and emphasized that the people of the Mahayana town court and the people of Emei who protected the top both died at his hands, stating the matter of the 99 war. The three of them were silent for a long time before they opened their eyes, looked at each other, and nodded their heads.

One of the old monks who sat still hoarsely said slowly, "You go!"

Zen Master Zhaoshan clasped his hands together, bowed and bowed, and a streamer went straight down the mountain. The three old monks were silent for a long time, and the Zen master of Kuyin said in a low voice: "Amitabha, it's a pity that the three of us have done our best in this round of six-year penance. ”

The hoarse old monk said slowly: "The catastrophe is about to start, how can we stay out of it?"

The three of them clasped their hands together and said in a low voice: "Amitabha! I have been doing all kinds of hardships for six years, but I want to subdue all the outer paths, and I want to make all sentient beings improve, and I want to purify my body by eating one hemp and one wheat." This is due to the practice of austerity during the six years, not the retribution of the rest of the karma......"