Changliu Mountain Tongtian Peak, inside the Golden Light Hall.
Wu Jinghong sat quietly on the stone chair on the hall platform. She propped up her desk and raised her eyebrows, closing her eyes indifferently.
Under the main hall, standing on the left are the two elders Miao Keke and Jingmo Wenzhu, and on the right is Qingrong Yanshan. In addition, there are some young disciples wearing moon robes or old men with white hair standing at the back.
In the huge golden light palace, all the people were silent at this moment.
Yanshan looked at his master's listless and tired face, and couldn't help but frown slightly, wondering what happened to her.
After that day, Wu Jinghong came back from Luolan Peak and went to Jinguang Highness alone, never coming out again. But today, when faced with the incident that the big guy mentioned earlier, she was just indifferent after hearing about it.
When they first returned to the mountain gate, according to the instructions given by the two elders Jing Mo and Wen Zhu, Qing Rong and Yan Shan rushed to Luolan Peak to bury Zhang San's body on the top of the mountain. At that time, Yanshan wanted to look for Wu Jinghong, but for some unknown reason, the whole mountain shook for some reason. Before the two of them could react, when they came to their senses again, Qingrong Yanshan had already returned to Tongtian Peak.
Miao Keke held the Chengying Sword in one hand, and like Wu Jinghong, they both closed their eyes and remained silent.
Qingrong raised his head and softly called "Master."
However, Wu Jinghong didn't seem to hear anything and didn't say anything. He just waved his hand downwards.
I don’t know how long the depressive atmosphere lasted, but Yanshan finally became a little impatient. He walked to Elder Wenzhu and whispered, "Elder Wenzhu, we have told all the news we brought back this time. Master, she is What's wrong?"
Elder Wenzhu's frowning brows never relaxed. After hearing what Yanshan said, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said slowly, "The leader may have been too tired recently and is not feeling well. Since I have already explained the causes of everything before, It’s clear, Zhang San has also been buried at Luolan Peak, and we will order someone to add a memorial tablet for him in the Patriarch Hall later. As for Seven Star Island, we have to make long-term plans.”
On the side, Miao Keke suddenly opened her eyes and said coldly, "Everything this time happened because of Qixing Island. If Zhang San hadn't died unexpectedly, how could I, Changliu, have caused so many troubles, and how could I have planned a long-term plan?" , I will go to Seven Star Island to settle accounts with them!"
After saying this, Miao Keke turned around and walked out.
"Keke, don't be presumptuous." Jingmo started to stop and said.
"Huh, presumptuous? Who is so presumptuous? Do you really think that I, Changliu, are easy to bully? This time when Luo Chengdong came back, he made it very clear that Zhang San is really dead, and Changliu Mountain must bear half of the responsibility. Since he has to take responsibility "Compared with Qixing Island and Luochengdong, which one do you think is better?" Miao Keke replied with a sneer.
As soon as Miao Keke said this, everyone in the hall looked panicked and looked at Wu Jinghong who was sitting high up. Everyone looked nervous and shouted tremblingly, "Master..."
The same is true for Yanshan and Qingrong. Although they have never met the legendary Great Sword Immortal Master Uncle, they know more or less about it from the discussions among the disciples in the sect.
"Luochengdong, is this my uncle who looked down on the immortal and demon worlds in the past? It seems he is still the master's junior brother." Qingrong thought about it.
When Jingmo heard this, he was even more angry and didn't know what to say.
When Yanshan saw this, he didn't care about anything else and said, "Uncle Zhang's death this time was not caused by Mo Guyuan and the others. Xiao Yuanshan died in Canghai because of Beiming Kun. Qixing Island wants to avenge their master. And Mo Guyuan and his party have arrived at Jingtingfeng Valley in our Western Mountains. In order to save them, Uncle Zhang was killed by Seven Star Island. If there is really a dispute, Mo Guyuan and the others cannot escape the blame."
Miao Keke raised her eyebrows and stared at Yanshan in front of her, her eyes cold.
Yanshan had never seen Miao Keke's eyes look so cold. At that moment, he clearly felt that Miao Keke was full of endless anger towards him. Yanshan was still frightened, and subconsciously wanted to say something to save him, but Miao Keke was already standing beside him, saying softly, "It's okay if you didn't have a brain before. You can't pretend to be confused when facing big issues of right and wrong."
The voice was cold and without any ripples.
Yanshan was dumbfounded, and even his breathing gradually stopped.
The huge golden light palace felt oppressive and dull under the aura of Miao Keke alone.
After a while, Wu Jinghong finally opened her eyes gently. She sat upright, but still leaned on the stone chair tiredly. Her eyes scanned below. Some people's faces were still nervous, and some people's eyebrows were anxious. More or less, they were all. Looking at myself.
"Where are Mo Guyuan and the others?" Wu Jinghong asked.
"I have nothing to do these days. I asked Luo Kui to lead them around Changliu. We went to the Xuanhong River earlier today." Wenzhu replied softly.
Wu Jinghong looked around the bottom of the hall and saw Miao Keke standing there with her sword at war, but didn't pay attention to anything.
"Bring Mo Guyuan and the others to the Golden Light Palace first. If I have anything to ask him, I will make my own plan after confirming the whole story."
Miao Keke was about to retort, but she saw Wu Jinghong shaking his head at him, his eyes a little confused.
In the past, there were three proud men who were so similar and so arrogant. Especially Wu Jinghong, who was the focus of everyone's attention. He was naturally good-looking and stunning, and his swordsmanship skills were also outstanding. Therefore, at that time He has many admirers in the mountains and seas.
What made Wu Jinghong famous among the mountains and seas was the soaring wild geese and sleeveless dance in Buzhou Mountain. Living up to her name, her dance made the sky and the earth eclipse, and the sun and the moon lost all light.
Among them, Liu Yihe, the owner of Tianhong Valley, even wrote the eternal quatrain with his sword on the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain.
"I'm just worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it."
This sentence is also his yearning and longing for Wu Jinghong.
Miao Keke had never seen her look like this before. She took a deep breath and had no choice but to move to one side and stop talking.
After Wu Jinghong gave his instructions, someone quickly walked out of the palace. However, the moment the messenger disciple stepped out of the palace door, the entire Golden Light Palace suddenly shook, like an earthquake.
The disciple standing at the door was in a state of despair, staring blankly at the square in front of him with rubble flying everywhere. Gunpowder smoke filled the air. Countless marble stones were lifted up, and a sharp edge was thrust straight into it, with overwhelming momentum.
Wu Jinghong and Miao Keke were the first to rush out. The two girls stared at the divine sword on the square of the main hall, their eyes slightly panicked.
Behind him, all the Changliu disciples ran around and came outside the hall. They all looked at the man standing in the sky, with different expressions on their faces.
The Tai'a sword roared, then rose up from the ground, bringing with it a blaze of fire that danced vertically and horizontally under the afterglow, with sparks flying everywhere.
A man in purple clothes and white hair looked calm, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face. He just looked at his former classmates and the long-term disciples silently.
"Luochengdong!" Miao Keke shouted angrily.
After a while, Luo Chengdong said calmly, "The three-day deadline given to you has expired. Where is the result I want?"
Wu Jinghong's face was pale. She looked at the purple dress and bit her lip without saying a word.
After the two met at Luolan Peak that day, she was extremely happy, but when she saw the violet in Luo Chengdong's hand, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her heart was filled with despair.
"Chengdong, you have now reached the realm of demigods. Why are you still obsessed with this little grass demon? I will keep you here forever to raise you. Do you really want to do this?" Jingmo's eyes were red and he shouted to Luo Chengdong. .
Luo Chengdong looked at the old man in front of him, and his eyes gradually became a little turbulent.
When he was young, during Changliu's most carefree time, the one who stayed with him the longest was Jingmo. He was extremely harsh and harsh on him in his cultivation, but in life, he took care of himself in every possible way, such as Like a real grandpa.
Jingmo's temper was famous throughout Changliu, but when he saw Luo Chengdong, he could not hide the smile on his face, full of pride.
Luo Chengdong glanced at Jingmo complicatedly and ignored what he said.
The Tai'a sword rose again, and there was another encounter. The surrounding debris turned into nothing, and the side halls on both sides had large rocks rolling down, with cracks all over, and they were about to collapse.
"Zhang San is dead and Liu Zimo can't survive. Even if you destroy the whole Changliu, what's the use? No one can save her!" Wu Jinghong suddenly screamed loudly.
Everyone present was in an uproar. Seeing Wu Jinghong who suddenly became hysterical, everyone was at a loss.
Qingrong looked worried and nervous.
Yanshan's whole person became a little sinister. Seeing Wu Jinghong's strange behavior, he raised his head and stared at Luo Chengdong. Even he himself didn't understand why there was a huge resentment in his heart for no reason.
Luo Chengdong's eyes were bloodshot for a moment. He blushed, his expression was distorted, and he struggled and said, "I went to the Abyss of Immortality and got the Fruit of Immortality. At the end of the Abyss of Death, I crawled out in blood, for Zi Mo." Reincarnation. Now you tell me that Zhang San is dead? At this time?"
After saying that, Luo Chengdong had a smile on his lips, whether he was mocking himself or mocking the ants below.
"Back then, you plotted against me and Zi Mo, forcing me to become possessed, and the whole of Changliu was also on the opposite side of me. I don't care about these, it doesn't matter. I came back not to settle accounts with you, I just hope that Zi Mo can Okay, I hope I can see her again. Do you want to deprive me of your last hope?" Luo Chengdong murmured in pain, filled with grief and anger.
Wu Jinghong was heartbroken. For her, what he said hurt her more than the grudge between the two.
Miao Keke looked at Luo Chengdong's confused and painful look, and felt sadness in her heart. One wrong step, one wrong step after another, and she was also responsible for all the right and wrong back then.
"If you insist on thinking that we killed Zhang San, then I have nothing to say. If you want to destroy Changliu today, then you have to get through me first."
"You were the ones who deliberately made things difficult for me back then. Do you really think I will believe you when you tell me these nonsense now? It's obvious that you are still the same as before, you are all liars!" Luo Chengdong's eyes became scarier and he shouted angrily.
Miao Keke was furious and stopped talking nonsense. The Yingying Sword shone brightly with unprecedented brilliance. Miao Keke held the sword and flew into the air, raising the sword and pointing at the east of Luocheng.
Behind him, countless Changliu disciples also sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. Jingmo Wenzhu, who was behind Miao Kekeke, drew his sword towards each other and pointed directly to the east of Luocheng.
The mountains and rivers are mighty, and the top of the Tongtian Peak is filled with wind and clouds. The colorful clouds that have not floated for thousands of years are actually showing signs of loosening, rolling down, layer by layer.
The Seven Stars Long Yuan flew out from the Golden Light Palace and hovered beside Wu Jinghong with sharp edges, ripples of light, starlight circling, and dragons roaring in the sky.
In the past, Changliu's three divine swords, Tai'a, Chengying, and Qixing Longyuan, were gathered together in Changliu Mountain after hundreds of years. They echoed each other, whether they were reminiscing about the past or competing for their respective positions.
"It's been five hundred years. I've been trapped in Zhuang Zhou's dreamland for more than two hundred years. When I come back, I'm still the same as when I left. The whole Changliu ignored me back then, and it's the same thing again today, but you think you can stop me this time Me?" Luo Chengdong smiled disdainfully.
"Since you won't help me, then you all go and bury Zi Mo with him!"
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