Qiong Xiao came into Yunxiao's big tent, and saw that Yunxiao was still meditating in the tent, so she sat next to her and said, "The eldest sister is really diligent, and she hasn't rested so late." ”

Yunxiao opened his eyes and said, "How is the little sister?"

Qiong Xiao smiled bitterly: "It's not that you don't know about her, it's not for me to stop you, you would have gone to settle accounts with someone in the sect." Eldest sister, I have a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not, how sure are you about going down the mountain this time?"

Yunxiao whispered: "Second sister, in your opinion, when will this divine tribulation be consummated?"

Qiong Xiao replied, "When Teacher Rì once said that the Great Tribulation of the Gods was to fill the three hundred and sixty-five divine positions, I think it will end at that time, right?"

Yunxiao shook his head and said, "My good sister! You are too naïve to think so, if this is the case, why doesn't the master write me on the list of those who have poor hearts and bad morals? Could it be that I intercept the Ten Thousand Immortals to come to the dynasty, and I can't get these three hundred numbers? Otherwise, why does the eldest brother stop here?"

"Teacher Xu is reluctant, right?" Qiong Xiao said hesitantly.

"I'm afraid that even the second sister herself doesn't believe in this reason, right? Say an inappropriate word, this huge interception, I'm afraid that the teacher really cares about the heart, less than half a hundred, I don't need to say more superfluous words, my sister should also know. "Yunxiao Shen Sè is quite disdainful, it seems that she doesn't have much affection for those 'junior brothers'.

"According to the eldest sister's opinion, why is the master like this?" Qiong Xiao couldn't find a refutation of her sister's words, because the fact was that the sect had intercepted more than 10,000 disciples, how could the Tongtian Sect Master treat them all equally?

Yunxiao seemed to be explaining to Qiong Xiao, and as if he was explaining to himself, he said: "The catastrophe arose because of our saint disciples, and naturally it will also fall on us. Master Bo only has one disciple, even if he is in the calamity, no one will touch him, and now I haven't seen Xuandu, the figure of the master, this world is full of the battle between the two sects, is this thing still unclear?"

Qiongxiao is not the kind of mindless person who Bixiao, after Yunxiao dialed it like this, she figured it out, her face changed, and said: "There are only twelve golden immortals under the second master's uncle, even if you add those loose cultivators in Kunlun Mountain, there are not many people, and these three hundred will fall on my sect, or even more!"

Yunxiao's eyes showed an inexplicable light, and said: "When the three religions were not separated, the two of them had many disputes because of different doctrines. I'm afraid that not only the second master is resentful, but even the master is also dissatisfied, I'm afraid I want to take this opportunity to plan a good one. ”

After hearing this, Qiong Xiao's hand couldn't help but clench, and then loosened her mouth, and after going back and forth three times, she finally sighed and said, "Explain the meaning of the sect and murder the eldest brother, but in the end, I still returned the Dinghai Divine Pearl, so that this treasure can automatically protect the master." Although the eldest brother has not woken up yet, he has no worries about his life, and after this catastrophe of life and death, he may still have a chance to break through the realm of quasi-saints. I'm going to teach the people in the sect a lesson, so as not to anger the second master and uncle, so that the two sects have no place to maneuver. ”

After Qiong Xiao left, Yunxiao said lonely: "The two masters calculated that I intercepted the teaching, but our master has no means? When the master left the senior brother Duobao alone, and then the ancestor of the Styx River went to the Biyou Palace in person, is this a 'coincidence' can be said to be exhausted? It's time for me to wait for repayment, even if I die, what's the point?"

In the East China Sea Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Master seemed to hear something, and looked into the distance, sighed after a long time, and said: "Yunxiao is originally a piece of good talent and beautiful jade, but the three nights are connected by luck, but she is affected by Qiongxiao and Bixiao, if she can survive this tribulation, it is the best, if she can't get through, it is just a time to measure the tribulation." Just as it is to hone their hearts, as long as they are alive, then everything can be made up. I think that when Zixiao Palace heard the sermon, there were three thousand destined people to go, and that one was not a person with extraordinary mana and extraordinary qualifications, but in the end, there was only the poor Dao and other achievements in the way of mixed yuan, why did the qualifications, chance, luck, merit, all of them not, but they died. ”

Tongtian, who seems to be the most humane among the saints, but now he says such cold words, this is not because Tongtian is usually disguised, but because his realm is different, just like a sentence in the mortal world: Winter insects can't speak Xia Bing.

Styx also looked at the land of Yin Shang at this time, and said with a smile: "Interesting." ”

In fact, among the great supernatural powers, the most ruthless person is not Lao Tzu of Wu Wei, nor the mysterious demon master Kunpeng, but a hip-smiling Styx.

Because he doesn't care about anything, he doesn't care much about these branches and leaves, and for the Flood Wilderness, Styx has always been a passerby's perspective to look at the world.

Even though he had his own apprentices and the Shura clan that he created, it was just a casual move, as if he had turned off the lights.

If Tianyu and Tianling died, Styx would indeed be angry and would avenge them, but as mentioned earlier, it was just the responsibility of the master.

He was the ancestor of the Shura clan, but he never cared about them, nor did he think of letting them dominate the flood famine, because in his opinion, it was a waste of time.

Now the feeling of Styx in the wilderness is like watching a movie in a movie theater, in this process, he will laugh, move, sigh, and lose because of the plot, but he still has to get out of here in the end and return to real life, for the movie, he is just a spectator.

This is the attitude of Styx now, he has been in the Flood for countless years, but he has never integrated into this world.

Even if he has forgotten all the memories of his past life, even if he is now himself, he is already the River Styx, even if he can treat the human race as if nothing is left to its own devices.

But there have always been some doubts in his heart, and these questions have been haunting him since he crossed over to the Flood Wilderness, and they have never been forgotten by him.

How the hell did he get here, he was dead in Styx's memories, but when he woke up, he was in the middle of a desolation.

What is the reason for all this?

Why did he cross over here?

Why does the mythical flood really exist?

Why did he come to this desolation?

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