Daozong, Feilai Peak.
Because Yang Liu and Shen Yu came down the mountain, the peak seemed deserted.
Even the spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses have lost their former vitality because no one has taken care of them.
In spring, it rains continuously.
Su Mo stood in the bamboo building and looked at the clouds in the sky. Read the book
Kick, kick, kick!
The sound of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility of the bamboo building.
Su Mo shook his head slightly and turned around to look.
I saw a young man who was not too tall, with fair skin and a face that was not handsome. The only thing that impressed people was the pair of eyebrows, which looked like a pair of sword eyebrows.
Ling Jianzi, a younger generation disciple of Dao Sect who has become very famous in recent years, is the closed disciple of the first seat of Xi Jian Peak.
There is another even more remarkable origin, which Su Mo also heard Shen Yu mention.
Three years later, Ling Jianzi lost the out-of-the-box temper he had when he first went up the mountain, and gained a sense of calmness.
Of course, if he is calm, I am afraid that another third-generation disciple from Feilai Peak will be better.
Ling Jianzi came to the bamboo tower, bowed respectfully, and said respectfully, "Uncle Su."
Su Mo nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I heard that you came third in the Four Palaces martial arts performance this time. Just seeing how much sword energy you have now, I'm afraid your swordsmanship is not much different from that of your Master Shen back then."
Sword Xiu Peak is a mountain peak with very few Dao Sect members. After Ling Jianzi followed Shen Yu back to Dao Sect from Wanliu City, he wanted to stay at Feilai Peak.
Unable to bear the pleading of the old man from Xijian Peak, he left Feilai Peak three years ago and became the true successor of Xijian Peak.
The whole Xijian Peak regarded him as a treasure. The old man taught him the rare sword scriptures in the spiritual wasteland. He even took him to the Sword Immortal City in person to practice the sword heart under the statue of the female Sword Immortal.
In just three years, he has reached the realm of divine movement among the three middle realms.
Looking at the heroic young man in front of him, Su Mo thought of his junior brother. He was often injured in these years and never practiced. His cultivation level was now catching up with the three generations of disciples.
I don’t know what he will think when he comes back and sees that the realms of his fellow apprentices and nephews are far beyond his own.
"Uncle Su, Lingyin Temple bullied people so much that they actually locked up Uncle Yangliu and Shaobing. It is said that they will be sent to the Buddhist cave in a month. I heard from the master that that place is used by Lingyin Temple. Come to a place where those evil demons and heretics are imprisoned. Once you enter, you will not be able to get out..."
Ling Jianzi ignored Su Mo's teasing and angrily told the story.
Su Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to go to Lingyin Temple to save your Uncle Yang Liu?"
Ling Jianzi patted his chest and said loudly: "Yes, when the disciples first came to Feilai Peak, they often received guidance from Uncle Yang. Now everyone in the sect is silent, but no one wants to go to Lingyin Temple to find those bald donkeys and let them Let Uncle Yangliu go..."
The young man was filled with indignation and carried a fairy sword behind him. Along the way, the disciples from the Fourth Palace and other peaks heard about this and fell silent, which made him feel a little chilled.
Su Mo patted the young man on the shoulder and said calmly: "Do you feel chilled? That someone from the same sect can be so unkind and unjust."
Ling Jianzi, who was told what Su Mo was talking about, nodded heavily and said, "Yes, normally everyone looks friendly, but now that Uncle Master is in trouble, there is no one who can stand out, and he can't be like those guys from Wanliu City. ..”
Su Mo smiled slightly and asked curiously: "Did you ask Dou Ya'er if Qingshan was there?"
Hearing the names of these two people, Ling Jianzi's eyes lit up and he nodded and said, "Asked, Junior Sister Dou Ya'er was traveling in Yaochi and received a letter from her Feijian the day before yesterday. I'm afraid we are almost at the border of the Western Region. ..As for that guy from Qingshan, he sent me a message back, No, Master Su, look at it."
Ling Jianzi turned over the jade sword in his hand, and several words appeared on it.
"If something happens to my uncle, the Buddha will be destroyed."
The jade sword carried a strong killing intent, and even Su Mo was a little surprised.
Shen Yu brought three people to Feilai Peak. These three people had outstanding talents. Lingjianzi was an earth-level Taoist, Douyaer was stronger than him, and the one with the highest talent was Qingshan.
Innate Taoist body.
Now there are three Dao Sect members, and their cultivation level is far beyond that of the disciples of the same generation.
Moreover, Qingshan has the calmest temperament and behaves like a real master. He is vaguely the number one disciple among the three generations.
I traveled down the mountain a few years ago, and it is said that I have fought against the younger generation from several holy places and never lost.
Even Qingshan with such a temper said the words of destroying the Buddha. I am afraid that this time Lingyin Temple has gone too far. In the hearts of the three of them, they all regard themselves as disciples of Feilai Peak.
Su Mo looked at Ling Jianzi and said calmly: "I, a disciple of the Dao Sect, have always been protective of others. The reason why you didn't speak to those people you met outside was because of other reasons."
Ling Jianzi was a little puzzled.
Su Mo narrowed his eyes, looked at the towering green mountains in the distance, and said seriously: "These things have nothing to do with you. Since your senior brother Qingshan and junior sister Dou Ya'er have already gone, then you can go too."
Ling Jianzi nodded, saluted Su Mo, then turned and left the bamboo building.
...
In the misty rain, the boy's figure was gone, and only streaks of rain and mist filled the bamboo forest.
The gap between the four Daozong halls, Qinglu Hall and Yuansheng Hall has become increasingly obvious.
Even the next generation of disciples are deliberately alienated.
Su Mo didn't want to see this kind of phenomenon. He was the senior brother of Yuansheng Temple, which could be said to be the senior brother of Dao Sect.
Now Dao Yan and Dao Xuan are in heaven.
It can be said that no one can make the final decision in Daozong now.
Xun Ju is narrow-minded, and because of Chen Jianzhi's death three months ago, he was even more angry and drew his sword.
People who were familiar with its secrets were shocked by that sword, and even several other holy places vaguely guessed it.
Coupled with the infiltration of Anzi from Qianchuan Land over the years. ..
Nowadays, crises inside and outside Daozong are everywhere.
"The storm is coming, and things are getting interesting."
The breeze blew up and blew up Su Mo's sleeves, making him look like an immortal in the misty rain.
...
Qinglu Hall.
In the dim hall, a stalwart middle-aged man stood in front of the window, looking to the west as well.
Ye Zhiqiu stood behind him, his eyes falling on his temples, where the black hair turned white at some point.
He was originally fighting with several demons from the Demon Realm in Wanliu City, but after receiving a letter from his master, he hurried back to the sect.
At this moment, seeing his master's usually black hair turn white, and thinking of his senior brother's fate, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but look sad.
Although the senior brother and the palace master are considered master and disciple, Ye Zhiqiu knows that the palace master has always regarded his senior brother as his son and taught him strictly. Now that senior brother Chen has died in Lingyin Temple, this is a huge blow to the master.
"Master..." Ye Zhiqiu whispered softly.
Xun Ju turned his head and looked at the mature disciple in front of him. He nodded happily and said with a smile: "I'm back. Your senior brothers haven't seen you for a long time and they are all waiting to drink with you..."
The tone was relaxed and there was no sadness at all.
Ye Zhiqiu looked respectful and said: "It's not urgent to drink. Master is anxious to call me back, but there is something for the disciple to do."
Xun Ju shook his head and said: "As time goes by, things are always endless. Let's go meet your junior brothers first."
Ye Zhiqiu stood still.
Qinglu Hall fell into silence, Xun Ju stood with his hands behind his hands, looking to the west.
For a long time, wind and rain blew in from the window, causing the candlelight in the hall to sway.
The empty hall looked particularly gloomy.
"If I ordered you to kill Shen Yu, you would do the same as your senior brother, right?"
Xun Ju suddenly asked.
Ye Zhiqiu froze and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.
He knew why senior brother Chen Jianzhi did this. Over the years, the obsession in his master's heart had penetrated deep into his bones. Even he could see that Xun Ju's cultivation realm had stagnated because of this.
Kill him with death.
The eldest brother is not willing to kill each other, but it is difficult to repay his kindness, so he can only use this method
way to end one's life.
Many times, Ye Zhiqiu also thought about what would happen to him if his master asked him to kill Shen Yu.
Only now, after hearing his master ask about it, did Ye Zhiqiu realize that this question was even more difficult than breaking through.
Pay back the favor with one's own body.
From the first day they stepped into Qinglu Hall, this was the fate of Chen Jianzhi, Ye Zhiqiu and all other disciples.
Ye Zhiqiu raised his head and looked at the lonely tall man in front of him, just about to tell the answer in his heart.
Xun Ju stretched out his hand to interrupt and said calmly: "I didn't misjudge you, but you misjudged me as a teacher."
Ye Zhiqiu suddenly raised his head.
There was a wind blowing in the hall, and the swaying candlelight seemed to be trapped in some stagnant time and space, motionless in the strong wind.
The entire Qinglu Palace has a majestic aura that is awakening.
"How can I, Xun Ju, be such a heartless and unjust person?"
The breath suddenly rose, rising into the sky along the towering mountain peaks.
boom!
The Daozong Mountains were shaken by this aura, and countless people walked out of the cave one after another and looked at Qinglu Palace.
"I have been searching for the immortal way for thirty years, and I have come to enlightenment again after several lives and deaths."
Xun Ju's body shape changes erratically, turning into reality for a while, and the whole person seems to be swaying between heaven and earth.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the man in front of him, his pupils tightening.
Enlightenment.
This is when a practitioner attains enlightenment and becomes one with heaven and earth. Xun Ju was already at the pinnacle of the fairyland thirty years ago, but has yet to take that step.
Even a few years ago, because of Shen Yu's appearance, his Taoist heart was damaged and his cultivation regressed, which led to obsession.
It was this obsession that led to the death of his most beloved disciple.
Today, this one of the four palace masters of Dao Sect, one of the most powerful men in the spiritual world, gained enlightenment due to separation.
"As a teacher, I was wrong."
A desolate voice sounded in the hall, full of regret and sadness.
"No, Master!..." Ye Zhiqiu said urgently.
The master of Qinglu Hall cannot admit his mistakes even if he makes a mistake.
This represents the rules of Qinglu Palace and is also the master's way. If you admit your mistake, it will deny the great way you have practiced before.
The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread out from Xun Ju's body.
wonderland....
Ascension realm...
Overcoming the Tribulation Realm....
The aura on Xun Ju's body is getting weaker and weaker, and his realm is also falling.
The pain caused by the collapse of the avenue made Xun Ju's straight body unable to help but tremble slightly.
Ye Zhiqiu knelt down, unable to stop Xun Ju from breaking.
...
On Feilai Peak, Su Mo felt the changes in the spiritual energy in Qinglu Palace, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he smiled.
In Duzhen Palace, the lazy woman raised her head and glanced at Tianwai, and said angrily: "I told him back then that there are already so many rules in the world, what are your rules? Now I finally understand it, it's not too late."
The same scene is also happening in several holy places in Linghuang.
Disciples with low cultivation realm don't know why.
Those strong men who had entered the fairyland had shocked expressions on their faces. ..
On the Self-Destruction Road, if someone is below the realm of Dongzhen, they can just scatter their cultivation and rebuild it.
The strong people in the fairyland have already understood their own path and can only move forward. No one has ever thought that there is anything wrong with the path.
Only a lunatic would dare to do this kind of self-destruction.
Daozong, when did a madman appear?
...
Inside the Qinglu Palace.
Xun Ju's figure is still majestic, but the black hair on his head has turned white, and his whole person has no breath, just like a mortal.
But the way he moves his hands and feet has a sense of freedom in the world.
Ye Zhiqiu knelt on the ground and murmured: "Master..."
Xun Ju smiled and said: "Since you are wrong, then take another path."
The Tao is. "
Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled and asked curiously: "What kind of path does Master choose now?"
Xun Ju turned around, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said nothing.
The entire Qinglu Hall had returned to calm at this time, and there were two figures swaying in the candlelight.
One of them is humility and gentleness.
Another way.
Dark and unclear.
