Tian Wuniang, Huang Honger, Xingyue Bodhisattva, Lin Ning, Yan Zhong and many monks from Vajra Temple stood everywhere in Qingyun Village, looking at the two rays of essence wolf smoke not far from the west with a serious expression.

The two rays of essence and smoke that spread across the sky and the earth almost rendered the night into daylight.

However, at this moment, no one had the intention to amaze the power of the saint, and they all looked at the two people in the wolf smoke with concern.

Both today's saints who have the power to destroy the world.

Dongfang Qingye's face looked indifferent and looked at Hou Wanqian coldly with a sad and mysterious look.

It seemed that he didn't have time to play the game "Watch who blinks first" with Dongfang Qingye, and Hou Wanqian said lightly: "You have crossed the boundary."

Dongfang Qingye's eyes became colder. After looking at Hou Wanqianliang for a long time, he spoke, "Do you dare to stop me?"

Perhaps, in the eyes of Dongfang Qingye, Hou Wanqian is still just a bandit in Tianjian Mountain.

After hearing this, Hou Wanqian stopped talking and pointed his sword lightly. A true soul magic weapon that was exactly the same as the broken Yitian Sword was condensed.

As the Sword of the Heavenly Sword reappeared, for a moment, it seemed as if the world was darkened. Lin Ning and others, ten miles away, felt a sense of desolate sadness.

The pupils in Dongfang Qingye's eyes suddenly contracted into needles, and he actually felt a great threat!

Dongfang Qingye stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly: "You want to stop me from going to Yulin City? Tai Chong, was it your move?"

A faint sadness flashed in Hou Wanqian's eyes, and he looked at the night in the distant mountains and said lightly: "Did I move, don't you know? As for whether to stop you... If I enter Qin, can you agree?"

What a joke?

How could it be possible to let a hostile Martial Saint enter the country just like Lin Ning's previous life that allowed a bomber carrying a nuclear bomb to enter the airspace of the country?

Dongfang Qingye frowned and said, "Thousand-mile Canglan Mountain is your territory?"

Hou Wanqian said lightly: "Qingyun Village is 500 miles in a radius, all of which are. The owner of the Eastern Platform, there is no need to say much,"

Seeing that Hou Wanqian was so powerful, if he followed Dongfang Qingye's temperament, he would naturally have a big battle.

And he also has the confidence that with the thousand-year-old heritage of the Black Ice Platform and nearly twenty years earlier than Hou Wanqian, he can defeat Hou Wanqian.

But he has other plans and should not fight with Hou Qianqian in life and death at this time.

Then he looked at Hou Wanqian deeply, and then looked towards Qingyun.

I happened to see a mountain with more than a dozen bald heads shining. I snorted coldly, and my eyes were full of murderous intent.

Hou Wanqian saw it and hesitated for a moment, but remembered the words of the bastard Tian Wuniang had been to turn around. She sighed slightly in her heart, but she didn't say anything after all.

Dongfang Qingye Yu Guang glanced at Hou Wanqian. Seeing that he didn't say a word, he became more and more convinced. Without saying anything more, he turned around and went south.

Seeing this, Hou Wanqian just shook his head slightly and turned back to the sword tomb.

Although Vajra Temple was plotted this time, it seemed a little innocent.

But when Hou Wanqian traveled around the world, he saw too many temples with Buddha skins and demonic hearts hidden.

Fake's wave is a wave that is openly upright and open, and it is still within the rules, so there is no harm to the good family.

But there are more or less temptations or forced rape of women and women in temples in the world to do mischief.

There are more people who secretly practice joyful Zen in the temples that practice martial arts, which naturally makes them even worse.

Since Boy Lin stretched his hand to Buddhism this time, it might be a good thing for him to do it.

In Qingyun Village, Lin Ning, who was standing next to the Canglan River, saw Dongfang Qingye heading south, naturally felt happy and squeezed into Tian Wuniang.

Seeing that, Tian Wuniang had no choice but to sigh softly, and said, "This man is becoming more and more savage."

It was also the time for Farke to return to the mountain that Lin Ning took advantage of the situation and came up with such a plan.

Of course, even if it is not so timely, I think these monks will fall into his trap sooner or later...

But I don’t know if Vajra Temple, a thousand-year-old Buddhist holy land, can withstand the anger of Dongfang Qingye this time.

...

Qi State, Confucius Mountain.

Jixia Academy.

Jiang Taixu looked obviously much clearer, but he still did not damage his almost perfect appearance. At this moment, he knelt in the thatched cottage on the top of the mountain and took a sip of the most plain bitter tea.

He just informed the Master of the news from Yulin City.

The Master was obviously surprised, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How did Tai Chong die?"

Jiang Taixu shook his head and said, "The secret spies in the school only dare to look away from the city, but they dare not approach. But it is said that the prefect of Yulin City and the Qin army camp were struck by thunder. The people all said that this must be the power of heaven to help Qingyun, so they became more and more respectful. The disciples said this, not because of who was in the hands of Yulin City, but... Mentor, since even Tai Chong can prolong his life and break the 200th limit, can the teacher's practice be ten thousand times that of this person?..."

When the Master heard this, he chuckled softly and shook his head and said, "Ziyuan, I am different from Tai Chong. Tai Chong must have known that the holy path was hopeless decades ago or even earlier, so he tried his best to extend his life to this point."

Jiang Taixu hurriedly said, "Sir, there are also many spiritual materials in the palace, why not..."

The Master waved his hand and said, "It's too late. Tai Chong has not been born for at least sixty years. In these sixty years, he probably never thought of a breakthrough, so he only focused on retreating and closing the acupoints around his body to prevent the true energy from leaking out. But what's the point of living like this? Now that he knows that the deadline is over, he thinks to come out and fight to the death, but it turns out to be a laughing stock."

After a pause, the Master looked at Jiang Taixu and said, "Zi Yuan, what you need to pay attention to in this matter is not this, but... what exactly does Qingyun Village rely on to kill a half-step martial saint when the saint fails to come out. This is extremely important!"

Seeing that the Master's tone was so serious, Jiang Taixu immediately thought a lot, and he suddenly said, "Sir, there are also Tai Chong and the like in the academy, half-step martial saint?"

The Master nodded slightly and said, "I originally wanted to tell you the last one, but if this happens, it doesn't matter. Yes, there is an old teacher in the academy who is three generations old, and it is not as late as Tai Chong. This old teacher is the trump card for the future buffer for the teacher. But I don't think that the trump card at this level can be broken by the Martial Saint. Ziyuan, you should go to Qingyun Village and find out the whole story."

After hearing this, Jiang Taixu nodded and responded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty in the palace sent Dr. Wu to Qingyun Village, intending to recruit peace. He promised to inherit the unsuccessful King of Pingxi and the 18 frontier cities."

The Master was no other than that. He understood Emperor Qi’s thoughts in a blink of an eye, but did not take them seriously. He laughed and said, “It’s better, let him go.”

Jiang Taixu also nodded. He understood the Master's intention, not to worry about Emperor Qi, but to Lin Ning.

How could such a person be bound by a mere MG and be willing to be a guardian dog for a secular emperor?

After getting off Confucius Mountain, Jiang Taixu headed straight west and headed to Qingyun Village.

In fact, there was still a little bit of worry in his heart. Lin Ning would not be tired of being a fame, but Jiang Taixu was really not sure whether he would be tired of a beauty...
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