So she spent a full year working in the cold and wild land, eating the roughest food, wearing the raggedest clothes, bending over, drinking and gambling, and even pulled out a few of her own teeth - finally, she became a grown-up. An old and miserable middle-aged woman.
Luo Yuanrong's voice was indifferent, as if he was telling someone else's story, "The Demon Cult was also very chaotic in those years. I pretended to be deaf and mute, and pretended to be an ugly witch, from the Netherworld to the Immortal Sacrifice Platform, to various large and small dungeons. I have been asking for two years and finally found out the whereabouts of Senior Brother."
"It turns out that Elder Yaoguang did not kill the senior brother with one blow that year, so he came up with the idea of substituting someone, and hurriedly left with the seriously injured senior brother. Later, Elder Yaoguang was joined by Master and Old Sect Master Yin After being killed, the senior brother was left in the dungeon of Netherworld Huangdao, with no one paying attention."
"Later, Cai Pingshu killed Nie Hengcheng, and the demon sect was in chaos. They fought against each other for many years, and no one remembered who else was guilty in the underground prison. Those who guarded the underground prison were all despicable and disgusting snakes. Insects, rats, and ants, they have no one to control them and dare not open the cell door. They make fun of the prisoners and torture them wantonly. For more than ten years, the senior brother has lived a life worse than death, being tortured every inch of his life. □The current appearance..."
The heroes in the palace couldn't control themselves after hearing this. They either cried silently or gritted their teeth.
Even Song Shijun's eyes were red and he clenched his fists in anger.
Luo Yuanrong stood upright in the hall, his face covered with tears, but he didn't even dare to turn his head, for fear that when he saw Wu Yuanying, he would cry so hard that he could hardly speak.
"I took those two 'Rainstorm Pear Blossoms' from one of Elder Tianxuan's disciples. I didn't want to seriously hurt you, so I removed half of the eggs inside in advance."
Master Jingyuan wanted to open her mouth several times, but finally said nothing.
Master Fa Kong sighed: "Donor Luo is so diligent, so it shows that he has not deviated from the right path and benevolence. This is really a pity. After Nie Hengcheng died, the demon sect was leaderless. If we had known that Wu Daxia was still in the world at that time, we would have made some The shady means may not be able to rescue Wu Daxia."
Although the old monk is a monk, his words are very humane. In fact, everyone had this idea vaguely. Thinking about it now, they felt even more sorry for Wu Yuanying. The regret for Wu Yuanying doubled up into contempt and hatred for Cang Qiongzi and Qiu Yuanfeng.
——If they are willing to believe Luo Yuanrong and seek help from fellow righteous disciples, they may not be able to change the outcome.
Cang Qiongzi gritted his teeth and said: "It is indeed a pity for Yuanying, but what could Yuan Feng do on Dinglu Mountain at that time? The old sect leader He Yin and his senior brother had just killed the old thief Yao Guang. Even if Yuan Feng went back, it would be a dead end. That’s it!”
By saying this, everyone could actually tell that he was secretly showing weakness to Luo Yuanrong.
Luo Yuanrong sneered with tears in his eyes: "Uncle, don't worry, I have found more than one or two things over the years - do you remember the two heroes of Lingnan? Not everyone could escape in the battle that day. Many people were injured and fell. , but they were not all dead, a few people fainted in the pile of corpses and managed to save their lives - I found them one by one and asked them carefully and clearly."
Cang Qiongzi was stunned, and Qiu Yuanfeng's face turned pale.
Luo Yuanrong said: "That day, in order to save the third senior brother, the senior brother turned around and fought with the old thief Yaoguang. At that time, the two heroes of Lingnan were not dead. Although they were seriously injured, they saw the senior brother fighting with the old thief. Life, still struggling to pounce on the old thief."
When the heroes of the Lingnan faction heard this, they couldn't help but burst into tears. You must know that the two heroes of Lingnan were the two most outstanding brothers of their generation, and they died on Dinglu Mountain.
Luo Yuanrong: "Third Senior Brother, when you looked back for the last time, I'm afraid it wasn't just the Yaoguang old thief who was grabbing Senior Brother's heart, right? There were also the two heroes from Lingnan. They knew that their internal organs were ruptured and they couldn't survive, so they simply threw life and death aside - - While the senior brother and the old thief were fighting hard, one of them hugged the old thief's legs tightly, and the other wrapped around the old thief's upper body from behind..."
Everyone held their breath, and there was a suffocating silence in the palace. The extremely dangerous scene that day seemed to be right in front of them.
Luo Yuanrong took a step forward and stared viciously: "Qiu Yuanfeng, let me ask you, based on the situation at that time, if you are willing to turn around and help, can you bring senior brother out!"
Qiu Yuanfeng stretched his legs repeatedly, sweat dripping down.
"Yes, the old thief Yaoguang's Poisonous Python Heart-Claw is indeed extremely fierce. But he had already used it twice that day, how dare he use it a third time immediately! The Poisonous Python Heart-Claw consumes a lot of power, and the old thief himself I have been wounded by your sword, Third Senior Brother, and if I use your stunts three times in a row, I will be seriously injured even if I don’t die! In the situation at that time, as long as another master joins the fierce battle, the old thief Yaoguang will be afraid!"
"In that case, third senior brother, you could have snatched the eldest brother back! But you ran away without a trace, leaving the eldest brother to fall into the clutches of the devil!" Luo Yuanrong choked and couldn't speak, "You are greedy for life and afraid of death. Despicable villain, my senior brother has been destroyed in the hands of someone like you, and all his years of love and care for his junior brothers have been in vain!"
Qiu Yuanfeng was stunned: "No, no, that's not the case! I didn't mean to harm senior brother. I really thought that senior brother had no chance of surviving. I, I escaped..."
In a panic, he saw the disdainful looks thrown at him by the people around him, and even Cang Qiongzi lowered his head to avoid looking at him.
Luo Yuanrong pressed forward step by step: "For many years, you have been pretending to be self-righteous, rebellious and selfish. Even if you act inappropriately, people will only say that you are a real person. I only know that you are actually good at calculations. Cherish your life like gold!”
"As soon as the master died, you encouraged your party members to make noises everywhere, saying that the second senior brother had not contributed in the battle of Yihua in Dinglu Mountain, and that he was just sitting back and enjoying the success, without any merit or virtue. After the master uncle broke his feet, you deliberately flattered him again, and kept saying to I became a disciple of my uncle and wanted to avenge his beloved disciples, so my uncle passed on most of his skills to you!"
Song Shijun suddenly realized: "I was talking about how he defeated Brother Yuan Jing in one fell swoop when he was watching the competition at the beginning of that year. It turned out that he inherited the skills of Taoist Master Cang Qiongzi." At that time, he was watching as a guest, and he was puzzled by the result, which made him originally I didn't even have a chance to say the sarcastic words I had prepared.
Luo Yuanrong forced himself in front of Qiu Yuanfeng and smiled cruelly and cheerfully: "Yes, how do you think our Qiu Daxia suddenly increased his skill in just a few months? With this useless person, he will not be able to catch up with Senior Brother and Senior Brother in a hundred years. Second Senior Brother, you’re not relying on being a lowly person to flatter your uncle like a slave!"
Qiu Yuanfeng retreated to the sacrifice table in cold sweat. Everyone's eyes were either mocking, accusing or scornful, peeling off his fur like sharp knives, revealing his bloody and ugly body. Even the disciples of Taichu Temple stayed away from him like the plague.
Cang Qiongzi lamented: "That's enough, Yuan Rong, that's enough! If Yuan Feng makes any mistakes again, and if he is greedy for life or afraid of death, he can go back to Taichu Temple and let you beat, scold and punish him, or even deprive him of the position of leader. Who are you? Disciples of Taichu Guan, please leave face to our sect!"
Master Fa Kong also said: "Donor Luo, it's a pity that the thing has happened. There is nothing that future generations can do to regret it. Donor Luo, you should look forward to the future. If Donor Luo doesn't dislike it, you might as well entrust Wu Daxia to this temple. Please tell me, I will treat Wu Daxia well and call him, so that his life will be easier in the future..."
The kind old monk couldn't continue talking. Everyone saw Wu Yuanying's miserable condition and thought about what kind of cure he could get.
Master Jingyuan also said: "If Luo's benefactor Wu Daxia feels that Changchun Temple is inconvenient, Xuankong Temple is small, but it can accommodate him." She guessed that Luo Yuanrong was unwilling to leave Wu Yuanying, but it was inconvenient for a woman to live in the temple, so it would be better Both of them went to Xuankong Temple. Anyway, Wu Yuanying's current appearance could not delay Zhongni's reputation.
However, it is not easy for the ruthless Master Jingyuan to say such words.
Hearing these words of mercy, Luo Yuanrong could no longer bear it and fell to the ground crying bitterly.
With tears streaming down her face, she once again thought of Wu Yuanying's handsome and heroic smiling face that morning. He laughed and told the junior sister to rest assured, saying he would come as soon as he went. But once he left, he never came back.
To the heroes of the righteous path, Wu Yuanying may be just a young hero, a friend with whom they talk happily, a chivalrous man who fights against the strong and helps the weak, a sigh when chatting, a surprise that is occasionally thought of, and a blur of years. The regretful memories in.
But for Luo Yuanrong, Wu Yuanying was the most ardent and unforgettable memory in her life. She would never give up her heart and soul even if she died thousands of times. He was the beloved person that she would never forget.
For more than ten years, she watched helplessly as all traces of Wu Yuanying were erased one by one, as if he had never existed.
She was the only one in the world, howling and insisting that "he is not dead", but no one paid attention to her.
Luo Yuanrong stood up slowly and saluted everyone one by one, "Today the grievances between Yuan Rong and Senior Brother have been cleared up. Thanks to everyone's help, Yuan Rong would like to express his thanks."
Hearing this, everyone in the hall felt very guilty. In fact, no one could do anything to help Luo Yuanrong.
Luo Yuanrong walked to Cang Qiongzi and lowered his body: "Uncle Master, Yuanrong has been stubborn these years, don't blame me."
Cang Qiongzi sighed: "It's good that you know, we always have to rely on the reputation of our sect...ah...!" His eyes widened, and he covered his throat, blood gurgling from between his fingers, and his throat made a gurgling sound.
Luo Yuanrong held a short knife and said coldly: "I am just so stubborn and stubborn. Uncle Master, you will definitely not blame me."
Everyone was so shocked that they saw Luo Yuanrong once again take out a dark 'Rainstorm Thunder' from his arms, leap towards Qiu Yuanfeng, and throw it at an extremely fast speed.
There was a deafening roar, which was several times more powerful than the explosion just now, as if the entire Chaoyang Palace was shaking.
When the smoke dissipated, everyone looked through the swirling rubble and saw that Qiu Yuanfeng's belly had been blown open, half of his body was blackened, and his mouth, ears, eyes and nose were bleeding.
Luo Yuanrong's legs were also blown to pieces with blood and flesh, and his bones were visible. But she still firmly threw herself at Wu Yuanying and held her mutilated sweetheart in her arms. Before Qi Yunke and others came forward to ask, only two muffled groans were heard, and Luo Yuanrong and Wu Yuanying stopped moving.
Qi Yunke and others were shocked. They pushed Luo Yuanrong away and saw that she and Wu Yuanying had identical daggers inserted deep into their hearts. Although they were not born together, they wished to die together. Everyone looked at them and sighed.
Cang Qiongzi has expired, and Qiu Yuanfeng is still rolling around in the pile of rocks and wailing.
Qi Yunke, Song Shijun, and Zhou Zhizhen looked at each other with the same meaning in mind.
Song Shijun also said: "It's better to be happy. I just feel a little sorry for Sister Yuanrong. I think she just wants Qiu to suffer more."
Zhou Zhizhen shook his head: "We can't delay it any longer. It's not just the Taichu Guan sect that's being embarrassed right now. Brother Yunke, if it's inconvenient for you, I'll do it."
Qi Yunke paused and said with a wry smile: "My sect master is really incompetent." Then he walked to Qiu Yuanfeng and pressed his right palm on the Baihui point on the top of his head. Qiu Yuanfeng's mouth and nose were bleeding continuously, his pupils were dilated, and he murmured: "One thought, one thought, why am I obsessed..."
Qi Yunke raised his head and glanced at Song Shijun and Zhou Zhizhen. They also heard this sentence and shook their heads slowly. Under the palm of Qi Yunke
Qiu Yuanfeng died immediately as soon as his luck was given away.
He stood up and said: "In the early days, Guan Qiu Yuanfeng betrayed his faith and killed his fellow disciples. Today I take his life to uphold the laws of the six sects. Do you have any objections?"
The three masters of Beichen jointly made the decision to take Qiu Yuanfeng's life first, and then ask everyone for their opinions. The implicit meaning was that "it is better for people from other sects to keep their mouths shut." None of the heroes had any objections, even the weird Yun None of the seal scripters opened their mouths.
Seeing Wang Yuanjing leading his disciples to collect the four corpses silently, Cai Zhao felt extremely sad.
She whispered: "Just now Taichu Guan was so arrogant and majestic. In just a short time, four people died and their reputation was completely ruined. It's really joyful and sad."
Chang Ning gently patted the gravel on Cai Zhao's body, "You think Taichu Guan is the only one who is embarrassed, but all the six Beichen sects have been embarrassed."
"Don't gloat about your misfortune. Alas, your father is really a good person. He obviously has no friendship with Taichu Guan, but he is still willing to save Luo Nuxia. How come good people don't live long."
Chang Ning said nothing.
Cai Zhao looked up and saw Song Yuzhi leading his disciples to inspect the remains of the 'Burning Pear Blossom'. He wondered: "Why is there such a big difference between the same 'Burning Rain Pear Blossom'."
Chang Ning raised his eyelids: "It seems that Luo Yuanrong snatched three 'Rainstorm Thunder's in total. She took out half of the first two and poured them into the third one; while the poisonous needles from the third one were taken out and put into the first two bingo."
Cai Zhao was worried: "The Demon Cult is really as skilled as clouds. Even the hidden weapons left by a dead person are so powerful."
Chang Ning looked indifferent: "That was back then, and now the demon sect is busy fighting among themselves before it's too late. Back then, Nie Hengcheng was not particular about it. As long as he had the ability, he would recruit all kinds of demons and monsters into the cult. Besides, he can suppress them."
"So the current leader of the Demon Cult doesn't recruit some powerful monsters because he can't suppress them?"
"He is the acting leader."
"Okay, acting leader."
"Of course I can't suppress him. That's why my father said that it's actually quite good for Nie Zhe to sit in the leader's position - he doesn't have the ability himself, and he doesn't dare to find powerful subordinates."
At this time, Wu Yuanying's body was carried past them, and Cai Zhao suddenly became irritated, "It's too stuffy here, I want to go out and get some air."
Chang Ning naturally accompanied him.
When the two of them were about to step out of the high threshold of Chaoyang Hall, they suddenly heard the loud ringing of bells coming from outside.
Naturally, the people in the palace heard it.
Zeng Dalou reported to Qi Yunke in great embarrassment: "Master, the time for the sacrificial ceremony has passed."
Cai Zhao felt that this festival couldn't be more unlucky. He didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked out of Chaoyang Hall.
At this time, the sun was at the top of the sky, the sky was clear, and the clear sunshine directly hit the facades of Muwei Palace, clearly illuminating the haze hidden in the corners of the roofs and other places.
[End of Volume 1]
Chapter 22
This two-hundred-year-old sacrificial ceremony for Patriarch Beichen was originally intended to declare the strength of the six sects. On the one hand, it would frighten the Demon Sect, and on the other hand, it would also show off to the other righteous sects. Unexpectedly, the process of the festival was full of twists and turns, and the result of the festival was counterproductive. Not only did it make people see the discord between the six factions, but it also ended up causing shocking tragedies such as Wu Yuanying.
As Cai Zhao said, this festival is really unlucky.
There was originally a three-day banquet after the festival. At this moment, many sects gathered on the cliff of Wanshui Qianshan saw the embarrassment and unhappiness of the six Beichen sects, and they all left quickly, not even having dinner. Although all the innkeepers in Qingque Town have a dead look on their faces as if they have debts they cannot repay, no matter how unpalatable the food is, it can still poison people.
The first person to leave was the considerate Changchun Temple. Before leaving, Master Fa Kong looked back at the magnificent Muwei Palace and suddenly said to Cai Pingchun, "I have been thinking about your sister lately."
Zen Master Juexing did not go with him. As planned, he took his sister Ning Xiaofeng, nephew Cai Han, and a lot of boxes and luggage to visit Mrs. Ning, who was seriously ill. Before the nuns of Xuankong An left, he warmly invited Master Jingyuan to go with him. It might be the last time for the old sisters to see each other. Who would have thought that Master Jingyuan would be attracted to him, saying, "A monk has no worries, no worries, and is not stained by the dust." 'Lessons.
Zen Master Juexing waited for Master Jingyuan to leave before he said to Miss Cai Zhao: "Monks are also raised by their parents. If we really want to renounce all relatives and renounce the secular world, we shouldn't even want the melons and fruit fields around the temple." , we all should go and beg for food together."
There is a big age difference between the siblings Juexing and Ning Xiaofeng. Before Ning Xiaofeng entered the world, Juexing had already completed his teachings. It is said that when the Zen master was young, he worked as a sloppy monk outside for six years.
In the past three years, he had been wandering around the world, behaving in an unrestrained manner, doing business with both meat and vegetables, getting into fights a lot, and having a lot of food and wine passed through his intestines.
In the next three years, the spring breeze came to the common people, and he was keen on solving problems for the neighbors. His specialty was persuading mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, conflicts between sisters-in-law, and brother-in-law separation.
If Nie Hengcheng hadn't suddenly gone against the grain and Changchun Temple urgently summoned him back to the temple to protect the Dharma, he would have almost become the independent director of Changchun Temple. The incense business is guaranteed to be more prosperous than that of the general director.
Of course, Taichu Guan was the first to leave among the six sects. Everyone knew the reason, so no one tried to stay. Only Qi Yunke took Wang Yuanjing and said some words of encouragement, meaning not to be discouraged and work hard to revive the family.
Wu Gang and Wu Xiong, who were seriously injured, stayed on the cliffs of thousands of mountains and rivers to recuperate. After they recovered, they could go wherever they wanted.
In fact, this was also the result of discussions between Qi Zhou and others.
These two people were Wu Yuanying's cousins. They were brought up by Wu Yuanying in Taichu Temple since childhood, and they were very loyal to their cousins. Although Qiu Yuanfeng was dead at this time, his close disciples would inevitably harbor resentment against these two people. If something happened again, Taichu Temple's reputation would be even worse.
