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Among the three options of "Painting the Resurrection of the Saint Chen Feng", "The Elders Are Actually Very Scheming", and "Li Yunxin Faked His Death but Went to Yunshan", the most acceptable to him is undoubtedly the third.

However, this is only speculation. It is not so much that the third hypothesis is the most likely, but that they want the third hypothesis to be the most likely. That's it...... At least you don't have to face Chen Feng and those elders with terrifying powers.

It's just a few dozen hours of work. The two wandering spirits used to sit in the Xuanmen and the world, but now they are almost alone. The days outside the cloud mountain are simply different from the days inside the cloud mountain. This terrible reality also makes them believe that it is a third party, so that at least ...... The familiar Yunshan is still there!

But on second thought, these two geistines are not ostriches who like to bury their heads in the sand.

This speculation must be confirmed all at once.

Therefore, Su Yusong breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, and said to a wandering spirit behind him with a slightly sideways face: "You go back to Yunshan to see." Just take a short turn in the mountains and see if there is any movement. If—"

"Go to see the mountain gate of the Shangqing Danding faction and see if Gui Yuanzi is alive. Zhuo Musha interrupted him and ordered another spirit, "You two go together." If it was really Li Yunxin - Gui Yuanzi had raided him in Junshan - according to his temperament of revenge, he would definitely go to find Gui Yuanzi's bad luck. ”

Su Yusong frowned. But nothing was said.

The two geists immediately received their orders, without the slightest objection.

Although these wandering spirits are unruly when they are outside, they seem to be happy and convinced of the two false saints, and they only look forward to the horse. It's just that when he was leaving, he whispered: "Senior brother and sister, but they-"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He's talking about the surviving practitioners.

The two wandering spirits who were covered by Su Yusong and Zhuo Mu were the heads of the two genres. Coincidentally, some of the disciples under their sect who don't know the inside story are also among the survivors. Although it is said that he has been with these monks for hundreds of years, he has been with these monks for hundreds of years. Looking at it from a distance like this now, I really don't know what kind of feeling it is in my heart.

It was also after he said these words that among the surviving cultivators, a purple-robed young man suddenly stepped out of the crowd, took three steps, and fell to his knees at once, shouting bitterly: "Master, what did the disciple do wrong!?"

The group had blood on their bodies, and many of them had minor or serious injuries.

Among them, there is naturally no shortage of True Realm monks, and there is even a Xuan Realm. But they were all gathered in the depths of the crowd and were deliberating about something. Only these lowly cultivators have no way to make decisions, and they don't dare to disperse on their own, so they can only wait and see with great anxiety in their hearts, not knowing where to go.

Now the young man seemed to have seen his master, the wandering spirit who spoke, and his mind was stirring, and he could not bear it any longer.

As soon as he knelt like this, many of the monks who were with him also knelt down. Such a group of bloodied and wounded people wept and complained, and asked "Master, what did we do wrong......?" The scene is even more unbearable.

But what about the survivors of this sect? There are also other sects. Originally, he was still hesitant and vigilant in his heart, but he could see such a scene - this cry and cry of pain also seemed to be contagious, and the rest of the people also fell to their knees.

It is true that there are some who have seen the inside clearly, and the resentment in their hearts cannot be soothed, standing upright and glaring angrily, but now when you look at it, hundreds of the more than a thousand monks have fallen down. The sound of crying and questioning soared into the sky, like a cuckoo crying blood, which seemed to be even more deafening than the previous shouting and killing!

The two geists had turned around and wanted to leave. I can see such a scene, and I can't walk for a while.

The realm of the spirits is also high, but they are not real monks after all. They also have many sensual desires. These passions include "moodiness", "ruthlessness", "ingratitude", and naturally also include other positive and beautiful emotions. If there is only darkness in a person's heart and not even the slightest light, then that person ...... will not become a character who obeys Su Yusong and Zhuo Mu.

He should be a more terrible person than the "senior brother" and "senior sister".

Therefore, Rao is these geys—these geyses who usually kill people and don't blink—were also stunned for a while.

Su Yusong and Zhuo Musha have been pseudo-saints for a thousand years, and they want to really rule the Xuanmen and regard the world as their private property, so why don't these wandering spirits have similar thoughts.

The monks cried out in pain, but the spirits fell silent for a moment.

until another man came out of the crowd that was worshipping.

Those disciples may not be familiar with the wandering spirits, but this person is familiar with them—they are withered cicadas.

This withered cicada was originally appointed as the ruler of the Black Tower on the front line. But the Black Tower was broken, and he retreated with the remnants of the army. The demons have broken through several lines of defense one after another, but they have been on the battle array. He was not greedy for life and afraid of death, but fought bravely, but did not die.

Then the two wandering spirits came out of the mountain, and the withered cicada and the monk who had not been taken away realized the suspiciousness of the false saint, and he was the first to attack. As a result, some of the high-ranking monks left and died, but the withered cicada still did not die.

And now...... After the previous fierce battle, and then experienced the baptism of fire and rain, he is still not dead!

His luck was probably the best of the group of survivors. His cultivation is also the highest among this group of people today.

Now that he had stepped out of the crowd, the mournful cries had subsided considerably.

This monk of the Xiyi Mysterious Realm, the new Langya Cave Heavenly Throne, first swept his gaze over the bodies of these wandering spirits.

In front of him, there were more than thirty thrones and heads of the thrones that had been taken away by the wandering spirits. There are several of them...... and even befriended him once upon a time. But who would have imagined that this is the situation now!

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Yusong: "You guys...... Who the hell is it?"

Su Yusong turned his face and whispered to the two spirits: "What are you stunned about." These people can't make any big waves. ”

Then I went to see the dried cicadas. After a slight pause, he said calmly: "There is no point in talking about this now. Now that the Xuanmen Gate has overturned, a new era is coming. Withered cicada, although you are not one of ours, you have done something for me in the past. It is providential to not die now - it is better not to give your life in vain. Come sit down with me. The old Xuanmen is gone, and there may not be a new one. ”

When he said this, the wailing stopped.

Those low-level cultivators originally cried out in sorrow, because they felt that they had been treated as pawns and sacrificed by their predecessors who had been feared. These people have limited vision, and it is difficult for them to think of more terrifying possibilities. Even if there are some conjectures in your head, it is difficult to take them seriously. However, now that I have heard Su Yusong's words, I don't believe it, but I have to believe it.

Therefore, they looked at each other dumbfounded, hoping that they had heard the wrong thing. However...... It's true.

The withered cicada's face also changed. Although he had known about it all along, he confirmed it for the first time from the mouth of a "saint." Although the surprise in his heart was less than that of those low-level cultivators, it still made this Xuanjing Taoist priest who had cultivated without sorrow or joy speechless.

It wasn't until three breaths later, when he saw that Su Yusong was about to speak again, that he suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "No need!"

He looked at Su Yusong: "It turns out that the evil sect is crooked...... seized the foundation of Xuanmen for tens of thousands of years. It's ridiculous that I'm a cultivator of the Xuan Realm, who claims to be able to spy on the heavens, but I still don't know it!"

"That's it, that's it...... Perhaps that's why...... Because the demons are in collusion with the demons in the world, the heavens are disgusted with this world and no longer send down the decree. It's also the number of gases, and the number of gases is exhausted......"

Zhuo Musha chuckled: "Celestials? do you think—"

But the withered cicada immediately stopped drinking: "The demon is going to be rampant!

Zhuo Mushu was stunned, but he was not angry. It seemed to understand something, so he just smiled disdainfully and stopped talking.

Su Yusong stared at him silently for a while, and said in a deep voice, "So, how are you going?"

The two false saints, plus the apostolic seat and the head of the sect who were taken away by the wandering spirit, there are a total of thirty-five people.

Except for the pseudo-saints, nine people are cultivators of the Xuan Realm, and the remaining twenty-four people are cultivators of the True Realm. If it is in the worldly rivers and lakes, thirty-five top masters are difficult to defeat thousands of farmers. However, in the hands of a practitioner, flames and thunder can be sprinkled with a single gesture. The amazing destructive power and attack power are by no means comparable to the martial arts of the rivers and lakes. Therefore, these wandering spirits did not feel much fear in the face of thousands of low-level monks.

Even...... If there was a conflict, these thirty-five men would be able to slaughter them all in an hour, regardless of the cost.

The only ones who can get away are probably only those wilted cicadas from the True Realm and the Xuan Realm.

However, at this time, Su Yusong didn't want to have another incident - the situation in Yunshan was uncertain, and there were demons around. It's best if those dragons are all dead. If they take advantage of the chaos to attack him, he will be in a hurry.

The withered cicada looked at these geismos for a while, and said in a deep voice, "I should have ...... Bring these people and kill you!"

"But enough people have died today. The rest of these are the only remaining Xuanmen authentic sects in this world, and I don't want them to be buried here in vain. ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the huge mountain of clouds that now occupied the entire canopy of heaven and seemed to be almost the background of the world.

When it runs above the sky, it is difficult for people to intuitively feel its size. But now that it fell to the ground, it became an unimaginable thing. Even the nearby mountains that were originally tall have been turned into low hills by its contrast. Even if he looked up, he couldn't see the top, because it towered in the clouds.

Then the Xuanjing monk withdrew his gaze: "I'm going to take them out of here." ”

"The lives of these people mean nothing to you, but they are different to me. If you want to stop it, I will wither the cicada...... Even if you are gone, you will fight to kill one of you. If you think it's worth it, stop me!"

He said this, ignoring the spirits. He turned to the bewildered monks and said, "Worship Yunshan again." If you are willing to go, come with me. ”

The geists did not speak.

The withered cicada saw through their minds.

These thousands of people are the only remaining monks in the world, and how can these thirty-five people not be the only remaining wandering spirits in the world? Without the cover of the Xuanmen, every sacrifice is a huge loss. Because later...... But it's hard to find a cultivator who is suitable for being taken away.

So Su Yusong and Zhuo Musha watched in silence as the thousands of people fell to the ground one after another, and then bowed silently to Yunshan like undulating waves. For the vast majority of people, this will be the last time they will see Yunshan - those who are too seriously injured will soon die, and those who have failed to cultivate will also die "soon". In the future, without the rich aura in Yunshan, without the elixirs, treasures, and classics in the sect, their cultivation will be even more difficult, and perhaps most of the "Heavenly Heart Rectification" will be lost from now on.

It's really exhaustive.

Seeing this scene, the two of them who had been pointed out by Su Yusong before sighed, and flew straight to Yunshan.

Zhuo Musha wanted to say something, but Su Yusong patted her hand: "Let them go." ”

He stared gloomily at the monks who had gotten up and gone away without hesitation. At this point, he is more like a refugee than a practitioner.

"There are tens of thousands of demons on three sides. He said in a deep voice, "I just retreated because I was scared." But if the dragon son is still there, the demons who have entered the mountains and forests will soon be organized. At that time, these people will not be one in ten, and we will not have to do it. The withered cicada must understand this, so he has the courage to say those scenes...... Hum. Let's let him be strong first. ”

After saying this, he turned to look at Yunshan: "I hope we-"

But he was only halfway through the sentence, and he frowned violently.

Looking at the cloud mountain from them, it seemed as if it was close at hand—the huge mountain was pressed down, as if they were under the eaves. But as the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs a dead horse. The volume of Yunshan, even if you look at it from a hundred miles away, will not become too small. In fact, there is a lot of distance between these wandering spirits and Yunshan.

He had asked the two to investigate the situation in Yunshan, and the two immediately left.

Both of them are cultivators of the True Realm, and now they also know that the matter is urgent, so they naturally do their best. Therefore, although it only took a dozen breaths, the figure had already disappeared at the end of the horizon.

But just when Su Yusong was halfway through his words, the place where the two disappeared and the end of the horizon......

Suddenly a bright glare erupted! This glare was followed by a huge phantom and a clear sound that pierced the sky!

The apparition was a hundred feet high, and at first glance it was a big white bird. However, the white body is also decorated with dense gold spots, shining brightly. There was also a crown of flame on his head, like an ornate folding fan that had been opened. And the apparition of the great bird flipped and moved in the air, as if it were fighting with people, and thus revealed its tail feathers—brilliant feathers of gold and bright white, as if pouring down from a brocade fur!

The giant bird looked like a peacock, but its tail feathers were not the fantail of a male peacock, but more like a tassel. Its cry sounds like a crane's chirp, but it is sharper and louder than the crane's chirping, which is ......

Everyone changed their faces.

Just look at this phantom, the body of the phantom, I'm afraid it is enough to cultivate the Xuan Realm!

However, the surprise was only for a moment. The phantom is also fleeting. After two breaths, there was silence again, and Zhuo Musha whispered, "You two go and see!"

Before she could give her orders, the two Mysterious Realm geismas had already swooped over.

Again, it didn't take long to wait - the two returned with the other. In fact, it was no longer a human being, but two swirling winds - the essence of the wandering spirit.

This is what it looks like to have suffered a fatal blow. It was only because the method of soul refining was extremely special and it was difficult to be eliminated without the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire that he was able to save his life.

But......

Two breaths of effort!?

Even if the true realm that was taken away by the wandering soul was much weaker than the true realm cultivator, it was still the true realm!

Was it culled!?

You must know that just now, Su Yusong was worried that these people might have losses, so he let those low-level monks go! Therefore, his face was extremely ugly, and he asked with a slap on his face: "Who is it? Who is it? Is it Li Yunxin?"

The two spirits whirled around, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

The geist who went to rescue the two of them said, "When we arrived, the people were already gone—the two of them seemed to have been attacked, but their bodies were indeed shattered by a palm......! It's a demon. ”

When the time comes, the two remnants will finally connect the words into sentences-

"Yes...... The demon ...... Calling himself Baiyunxin......"