The young monks who were still following the team suddenly hesitated when they saw Lu Yishan chasing the fleeing people. They were so panicked that they didn't know what to do. Only seven or eight of them wavered for a moment and then walked forward firmly.
Lu Yishan was still trying to persuade the young monks who had run away to go back, but he was stopped by a young monk.
"Why do we kill people for no reason? Why do others say we are evil cultivators? I don't want to be evil cultivators!"
The young monk stood close to the Taoist who protected him, and he was full of righteousness.
The Taoist was filled with righteous indignation, "It doesn't matter if you don't join the sect that kills innocent people indiscriminately. If you are not with them, hurry up and rescue those children who have not yet been harmed!"
Anyone can be an evil cultivator, but Zhan Changfeng is definitely not one.
Lu Yishan still remembers her efforts to prevent the evil emperor from being born when she was in Zangyun Stream.
But Lu Yishan couldn't refute the phrase "killing innocent people indiscriminately", and he also felt that Zhan Changfeng went too far this time by killing people after a disagreement.
No matter how much he tried to excuse her, he couldn't.
"What you did, why you killed, you can see the childish horror. All the kings are angry!" Lu Yishan lifted his robe and quickly caught up with Zhan Changfeng, earnestly hoping that she would give an explanation, but Zhan Changfeng did not speak. .
He also looked at Lian Wei, Wu Feiyu, Ling Weichu and Hua Jianci, wondering why these people with such character as curling autumn moon were indifferent.
"Just kill people, and don't even care about the members of the clan fleeing?" Lu Yishan was disappointed, "Yu Sheng, don't you ignore it? You were once a member of the Council of Elders, and now that the counselor around her should not advise her, Admonish her?!"
"What's wrong? I should advise you." Yu Sheng vaguely felt that they were doing the same important thing. Those who stood in the way deserved to die, so why not kill them. Those who fled in fear and doubt could not help but It's true, why bother to keep it?
If he had to do one thing, he should try his best to clarify the truth for her and protect her and the day clan's reputation.
If there is no need to clarify, just do not retreat or doubt.
Lu Yishan watched the people of the Day Clan walking away step by step. He felt that they were so strange, and it seemed that he would never be able to integrate into this team again.
Ice fog rose on the wasteland, and the blue sky was cold. Their figures became blurry at the end of the field of vision. Lu Yishan could not move his legs. He could not find the reason to follow.
Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly. Lu Yishan was originally a fortune teller from Si Tianjian, symbolizing destiny. What did he foreshadow when he fell behind in the blind accusation?
One month, three thousand miles, day and night, no rest, even if they have cultivation skills, they can't stand it any longer. The foundation-building monks slowly fell down, and their hearts were a little hesitant. What's the meaning of walking like this? ?
As soon as they stopped, they allowed themselves to relax, rested their strength, and then used their strength to quickly catch up. After finishing the hike, they fell back, rested again, and then caught up again, stopping and walking.
And those monks who have not fallen behind are running the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Sutra, working hard to drink food and drink dew to replenish their physical strength. If this is an ascetic, they will not back down.
About to drink. Gu Hanxing and a boatload of people stepped ashore. They went to the newly built Wuyuan Town that Zhan Changfeng had mentioned. No one was seen at the Day Clan's office.
I went to Wangjun Mountain again, but I couldn’t see clearly what was going on, and no one answered when I knocked on the mountain gate.
"Strange, are we looking in the wrong place?"
"It's better to find someone and ask."
Jiang Jinjiu carried his spear and found the area near Wuyuan Town again. He stopped a person passing by and asked, "Fellow Taoist, where is the Day Clan?"
Lu Yishan, who was distracted, raised his head and saw that all of them were in the realm of life and death. He asked warily, "Why are you visiting the Day Clan?"
"Hey, from what you said, do you have anything to do with the Day Clan?" Jiang Jinjiu Dalue said, "I'm here for fellow Taoist Zhan. She should have arrived. Take us to find her quickly!"
Lu Yishan shook his head, "They went west and are not here."
"Where to the west?"
"Just to the west."
Gu Hanxing patted Jiang Jinjiu, who was still talking, "Forget it, we'll find it ourselves."
The group of people stood up from the ground, turned into a stream of light, and left suddenly. Lu Yishan looked at the horizon absently, uneasy no matter what, and hurriedly chased after them.
They traveled thousands of miles, and finally saw Zhan Changfeng's figure, but they saw her in front, followed step by step by more than ten thousand people, solemn and dignified.
"What kind of ceremony is this taking place?" Yin Zhengping waved his hand to signal everyone not to go there.
Everyone is aware of this, and even if they are just doing ascetic practices on foot, they are not allowed to come forward and disturb others at will, or disturb others' thoughts.
It was already a month ago, and no one was following the Sun Clan. Only some bored monks came to take a look at them every now and then to see where they were going.
"Still walking?" Marquis Jinchi was dumbfounded. He waved away the followers who came to report, and said to the elder next to him, "Let's talk about asceticism. How can anyone kill all the way? If it's not asceticism, then what is it for?"
He was raised by the elders of the Dapeng tribe. Even though his face was covered by a beard, the elders knew what he was thinking, "Master Marquis, do you have any guesses?"
Marquis Jinchi was unsure. The Jinlin royal family had created and maintained a dynasty that had ruled the world for ten thousand years. He had all the secrets and inheritance he knew. He valued cultivation and strength and did not like reading. However, in his spare time, he also I will read those secrets as interesting stories.
His ancestors are half of the blood of Garuda, and he was born into a noble family. However, he has little foundation in Shinto and has no guide. He does not know how to raise faith, how to detect luck, how to rule on behalf of heaven, and he became a prince purely by working hard with his blood and sweat. , it was not until he entered the established circle of princes and emperors that he learned a little bit about the secrets of the Shinto.
It is recorded in it that among the Shintoists with far-reaching roots, there is a secret forbidden technique that can preview the emperor's way and reach heaven. The lucky ones can even be recognized by this world and be favored by fate.
The specifics of how to perform this technique are ominous. The only thing that is known is that the user needs to measure the territory. If he is blocked in the middle, he can only kill him, otherwise there will be no troubles in the future.
Marquis Jinchi thought that she had such strong divine power just for the realm of life and death. She must be a Shinto monk with orthodox origins, and perhaps knew such forbidden techniques.
But he wasn't completely sure, after all, he only knew a few words, and even if it was, could he stop it?
Thinking about the battle between her and Qi Huan, Jin Chihou really didn't have the confidence to fight.
"No, I have to go see it again!" His Dapeng tribe has been nesting in the icy wasteland for three thousand years just to recuperate and wait until one day to make a comeback and regain the glory of the Golden Scale Dynasty. If she has ideas about the icy wasteland, what will they do? manage? !
At the beginning, his ancestors knew nothing when they founded the dynasty, but he was different. He was now in decline, but he had the Golden Scale Dynasty's thousands of years of experience in the divine way. When he became powerful, who could stop him? !
The icy wasteland was his first stepping stone, and he couldn't make any mistakes.
"Master Marquis, what are you going to do?" The elder stopped him worriedly, lest he make any mistakes driven by impulse. He is the hope of the whole clan.
"I can't explain clearly." Marquis Jinchi explained his conjecture and looked at the elder eagerly, "If it is true, can I not be anxious? I thought that Master Jingyao was a variable that we had to be wary of, but how could he There is one."
The elder said calmly, "Why are you in a hurry? If you want to be in a hurry, it is also the first priority for the current dynasty."
"You mean?" Jin Chihou hesitated, "Jing Yao doesn't seem to have any Shinto origins. I wonder if he recognizes this secret technique."
"I'll go check out Mr. Jingyao's tone first."
