Hearing that Wu Yuanzhi was killed, Zhang Liao couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

It seems that in this battle, the two sides are generally tied, especially Wu Yuanzhi, a person from the Wind and Fire Dao, although his strength is weak, after all, he is also one of the second-generation elders of Emei. Throughout the entire Shushan original work, it seems that when Ciyun Temple fought swords, Emei lost the elder-level disciples, and since then, starting from Qingluoyu, it has almost been smooth sailing, and there is no major battle damage.

But now, with the advent of his own reborn, I don't know if he can change the original Heavenly Dao? After all, Yu Yinggu has died in his own hands, and in the future, who knows what kind of changes will happen......

Zhang Liao was talking to Lu Qing and others, and Zhitong greeted him in front of him, Zhang Liao hurriedly rushed to see Zhitong's face gloomy, half of the monk's robe was cut off with a flying sword, and his appearance was really a little embarrassed, and his expression was even more heartbroken because of the disaster in Ciyun Temple.

Zhang Liao could only comfort in a low voice:

"Master don't worry, only half of the temple is inherited, and after the sword fight is over, it will be rebuilt. ”

Zhitong secretly glanced at Xiaoyue, and also lowered his voice and said:

In this case, I don't know when it will be over! And if this continues, the deep hatred between my Ciyun Temple, Emei, and Qingcheng factions will only be carved into the bone marrow, and it will be difficult to have a peaceful day from now on. Alas, I knew what it was, why bother in the first place, I shouldn't have helped Fa Yuan and his unlucky apprentice Mao Tai out of this way!"

Zhang Liao knew that Zhitong must be extremely regretful now, and Ciyun Temple, which had been operating for decades, was about to be in trouble. Even if he can win this sword fight, it can be regarded as completely exposed to the guns of the Emei faction, how can he be able to sleep in peace again? !

"Master, it's impossible to withdraw now, so it's better to deal with this sword fight. ”

Zhang Liao couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to his cheap master, and continued to explain,

"If you can really win, then all the side sects will not admire the master's high righteousness, maybe even these five tai factions will be revived in the hands of the master, even if they are defeated, as long as they can keep their bodies, even if they give up the foundation of Ciyun Temple, the world is so big, there will be a place for us. ”

"That's all there is to it. ”

Zhitong nodded with a wry smile and said:

"It's just that now the monks in the temple are withering, the four great King Kongs are injured and killed, and you are the only disciple left as the teacher, and there is a confidant that must be handed over to you to do. ”

Zhang Liao Dao:

"But according to the master's orders. ”

Zhitong took out a map, pointed to one of the places called Qingmingzhuang and said:

"In the underground secret room of my Daxiong Treasure Palace, there are gold, silver and jewels that have been accumulated over the years, and a total of ten carts are loaded, which is the capital for our comeback in the future, I want to send you to hire some tenants to help me send them to this place. ”

Zhang Liao nodded hurriedly and agreed, and went to Zhang Luo to do this. The cart had already been prepared, and the two injured brothers were also in charge of escorting. Everyone hurriedly walked out of the temple gate and went to Qingming Village according to the map.

Along the way, Zhang Liao chatted with the two senior brothers without saying a word, among which the senior brother Huiming, the iron-clapped monk of King Kong, was the most talkative, so he secretly asked Zhang Liaodao:

"One, do you know why Master asked us to transport the gold and silver away?"

Zhang Liaoxin said, isn't it a transfer of property? Hui Ming smiled incomprehensibly and said:

"This is only one of them, and more importantly, Master wants to break up a few of us. ”

"What does that mean?"

Zhang Liao became more and more puzzled, and Hui Ming said:

"I heard that after last night's battle, the Western Wild Buddha Jacobda was seriously injured, and his heart was full of anger, so he went to find the master, and wanted to use one of his extremely powerful spells of the Tibetan Demon Sect, called Heavenly Demon Disintegration**. This method can move mountains and reclaim the sea, turn the world upside down, and the power is infinite, but it is necessary to select a person with a foundation in advance, teach the mantra, and sit in the middle of the formation and practice the magic skills for three days before it can be performed.

That Jacobda came alone, did not accompany him, so he asked the master to choose from the monks in the temple, it happened that Uncle Fa Yuan had visited the Tibetan Poison Dragon Venerable before, and heard of this spell, although it was powerful, but the person who presided over the battle would inevitably die with the magic in the end, and the jade would be burned.

Because of the disciples that Master has passed on, there are only three of us left, and he doesn't want to get into this matter anymore, so he found this excuse for us to temporarily evacuate Tsz Yun Temple, as long as we don't return to the temple before the seventh day of the first month, the time required for the magic skill will not be enough, and we will be safe. ”

"It turns out that there is such a negotiation inside?!"

Zhang Liao felt a trace of emotion in his heart for no reason, compared to the indifferent attitude of Emei and Dwarf, Yuqing and others who didn't care about the life and death of others, it was really this pagan cult that was sometimes more humane.

The multi-eyed Vajra Little Fire God Wisdom, who had not spoken, also said at this time:

"But I heard that Jacobda did not give up because of this, he has persuaded Xiaoyue Zen Master, asked his disciple Lu Qing to preside over the magic circle, Xiaoyue monk probably didn't know the danger of this array, but he agreed to it, looking at that Lu Qing's young age, it is really a little pitiful. ”

"What!

At this moment, Zhang Liao jumped up from the front of the car, his own family escaped, but if he wanted to watch Lu Qing sacrifice in vain, Zhang Liao was also difficult to accept, judging from the previous contacts, the little guy was just an ignorant teenager who didn't know the world, admired Xiaoyue wholeheartedly, and was willing to go to the soup for the sake of the master, and now, to be sent to death by Jacobda, Zhang Liao was difficult to sit idly by.

"Two senior brothers, I will hand over these silver taels to you, and I will go back to Ciyun Temple now!"

As he spoke, without waiting for Huixing and Huiming to exclaim and speak, Zhang Liao picked up Huang Zhongjian and flew back. Rushed to the temple, but found that Lu Qing had already entered the formation of the disintegration of the heavenly demons, the entire large array was set up on the side hall of the ruined Ciyun Temple, surrounded by red and yellow smoke, Lu Qing sat alone, his face was calm, Xiaoyue and Jacoda were standing on the edge of the formation, whispering something.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Liao was stunned, Xiaoyue saw him rushing back, smiled and beckoned, signaling him to go over, Zhang Liao walked to the two of them, Xiaoyue said:

"Seeing that you are anxiously rushing back, it must also be for the disintegration of the heavenly demons**, in fact, you only know one and don't know the other, according to Western Taoist friends, this heavenly demon ** is divided into two branches, the Red Sect and the Yellow Sect, the Yellow Sect must use people to martyrdom, but the Red Sect does not have this example, and it is of great benefit to the caster to strengthen the concentration, I let Lu Qing take the responsibility, a small friend does not have to worry!"

Zhang Liao looked at Xiaoyue a little strangely, not knowing why he believed the words of the Western Wild Buddha, but Xiaoyue secretly glanced at him, nodded and hinted that it was okay, although Zhang Liao was suspicious, he had to put his heart down and apologize to Jacoda, Jacoda snorted coldly, turned his head and left, Zhang Liao hurriedly asked Xiaoyue the reason, Xiaoyue looked at the misty array, and said in a deep voice:

"How could I not know the danger of the Demon Sect's formation, just to overcome Emei, let out a vicious breath of the destruction of Ciyun Temple, and pretend to use the power of Jacoda. ”

"That deer clears his ......"

"Don't worry, the poor monk will have his own arrangements at that time. ”