Strictly speaking, this is a wheel battle, starting with Li Qingyu and ending with Xiao Lin, it ended with Li Qingyu and Chenye admitting defeat and Xiao Lin fleeing in embarrassment.

After this incident, Xiao Zhinan would not let go of the opportunity, beat the water dogs, and made up his mind to completely confirm the crime of colluding with Daomen and King Wei to cause trouble in the world.

In this regard, Chenye and Li Qingyu and others did not say a word, did not justify, did not refute, and directly brushed their sleeves away, and actually no longer participated in this Obon Festival.

Qiuyue has always ignored it, neither retained nor sent off guests, but actually resigned herself to the attitude, so that the world's heroes who came to participate in the Obon Festival this time smelled a lot of very different meanings.

Has the relationship between the two Buddhists reached such a point?

In the verbal confrontation just now, although the abbot master of the Buddhist Sect was impartial on the surface, he was actually biased towards the side of the imperial court and the Sword Sect, if he hadn't spoken at a critical time several times, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess would not have forced the Daomen into an irrefutable situation so simply.

From this point of view, the two major sects of Daomen and Buddhism, which were once known as the world's monks Taishan Beidou, are now incompatible.

Next, the move of the black-clothed sect to leave with his sleeves brushed away was also reasonable.

As for the attitude of the abbot master of Buddhism not to keep or send off guests, it undoubtedly adds the best note to this speculation.

Many people who care about the general trend of the world have begun to think in their hearts, if there is a change in Buddhism and they are willing to join hands with the Sword Sect to fight against the Daomen, then there is also room for relaxation between the Northeast Shepherd King and the imperial court?

But then again, Xu Beiyou, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, and Xiao Zhinan, the regent of Qi Ting, became husband and wife, and the husband and wife were originally one, and naturally the Sword Sect and Qi Ting also became one, but can the Buddha Gate and the Shepherd King be so close? Since the death of the last Buddhist abbot master Mu Guan, there is still a bit of incense between the Buddha Gate and the Northeast Mu Clan? Does the current Buddhism have the ability to change the decision of the Mu King?

This is something that outsiders can't know.

I have to say that the current situation is chaotic and really messy. It is said that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, but now it is the other way around, only those big people in the bureau can see it clearly, but they are outsiders who are spectators, but they are confused.

At this moment, Qiuyue announced that she was ready to start the Obon Festival, and suddenly many Buddhist monks entered the main hall, holding all kinds of ritual weapons, and began the puja.

Xu Beiyou exhaled lightly, and he actually felt a great tiredness, as if he had never fallen asleep for a day and a night when he was a teenager, his thoughts were in a trance, his eyes were black, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

Sleep is a small death, and death is a big sleep.

If you don't wake up, you're dead.

However, Xu Beiyou knew that he was not going to die, but that he had fought three battles in a row before, and the loss of qi in his body was too serious, especially in the second battle against Dust Leaf, he forcibly crossed a mouthful of extremely pure Zhuxian Sword Qi into Dust Leaf's body, which was regarded as injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, and then in order to fight against Xiao Lin, he forcibly raised a breath of new qi to replace the old qi, almost overdrawing the qi in his body at any cost, so that he affected the injuries left over from the previous wars, and at this time, the injury occurred, and the qi in the body was empty and could not be suppressed.

Xu Beiyou has the posture of an earth immortal in the eighteenth-floor realm, after all, he is not a heavenly immortal who has attained immortality, and under internal and external difficulties, he is not much different from a seriously ill mortal, at this time it took him a lot of effort to stand steadily, without revealing the slightest clue.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhinan, who got along with him day and night, saw that something was wrong, and took the initiative to come to his side, supporting him without a trace, outsiders seemed to be a little intimate between husband and wife, and the people present were all elderly people, and they didn't think anything was wrong, at most they smiled.

By the time the festival began, the Obon Festival presided over by Akizuki attracted most of the attention.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Zhinan withdrew from the crowd with Xu Beiyou in his arms and went out of the hall.

After Xu Beiyou insisted on walking out of the main hall, he came to a secluded place, and finally couldn't hold on, his eyes were dark, and he could faintly hear Xiao Zhinan's words in his ears, but he couldn't hear what she was talking about, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.

Little death and no one knows.

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Xiao Lin has never been so embarrassed, even the last time he faced Zhao Qing, he was not like today, he was pierced through the chest with a sword, and his heart was cold. But this is nothing, in his current cultivation realm, even if his heart is broken, he will not have to worry about his life, he can use the method derived from flesh and blood to create another heart, when Bingchen was cut off by Xu Beiyou outside the Jiangdu City, this is the case.

What really frightened Xiao Lin was that along with this sword, wisps of sword qi were taking root in his chest. The name of the Zhuxian Sword Qi, he has heard of it for a long time, not to mention the dust leaves of the Daomen Town Demon Hall many years ago, just the dust leaves in front of him, what is the situation after he was forcibly crossed into a mouthful of Zhuxian Sword Qi by Xu Beiyou, he can see it better than anyone else, the earth immortals in the realm of the eighteenth floor of the hall have to be suppressed with all their might, and they can't even move a bit, not to mention the many monks under the eighteenth floor, it is precisely because of the arrogance and domineering of the Zhuxian Sword Qi that Xiao Lin, who has not yet set foot in the realm of the eighteenth floor, will feel worried.

After Xiao Lin walked all the way out of the mountain gate of the ancestral court of Buddhism, he did not dare to go directly to the south, but went the opposite way, continuing to go north along the mountain, in case someone ambushed and intercepted him halfway.

When he came to a deserted place with high mountains and dense forests, he slowly lowered his figure and sat down on the ground.

Xiao Lin looked around, but there was no snow, there was a dead branch and dead leaves around, I don't know how many years no one had come here, and the thick dead leaves accumulated were enough to cover the surface of his feet.

Since Li Fenggu died unexpectedly in southern Xinjiang, Xiao Lin, who was holding back a monstrous resentment in his heart, couldn't help but wave his palm fiercely, cutting off the towering trees one by one, the trees fell to the ground with a bang, and the dust was everywhere, and at the same time, countless birds flew in this dense forest.

Xiao Lin took a deep breath, his mind gradually stabilized, he first scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and then perceived it with his divine thoughts, and finally he was not at ease, he forcibly pressed the injuries in his body, and flew around in this dense forest, until he was sure that Fang Cai's movements did not reveal his tracks, then he was a little relieved, found a hidden position, sat cross-legged, and silently operated the qi in his body, in order to suppress the restless Zhuxian Sword Qi in his body as soon as possible.

Just as he was entering a state of steady, a voice suddenly sounded not far in front of him.

This voice is neither light nor heavy, with a little bit of banter, but in Xiao Lin's ears, it is no less than a thunderbolt.

Xiao Lin opened his eyes suddenly.

Then he saw a pair of black official boots, and the corners of a black robe.