When Xiang Shu heard this, the smile on her face suddenly faded. She turned to look at Luo Qingyun, "Does mother want to take me back to Qianxing Palace?"
Luo Qingyun hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly, "You also listened to what my mother said to your sister Tang two days ago.
The Demon Palace's eyes are all-pervasive, and Wei Niang's whereabouts have probably been exposed. Staying here will only make it more dangerous. Shuan'er, come with me to Qianxing Palace, so that you, me, and Wanjianmen can all be safe. Isn't it the best of both worlds? "
"My child doesn't think so."
Xiang Shu put down the bowl and chopsticks and glanced at Luo Qingyun's face: "Mom, Sister Tang, do you really think that as long as you return to the Thousand Stars Palace, everything will be at ease?"
Luo Qingyun was stunned on the spot, filled with surprise.
Although Shuan'er was usually very opinionated, if she really proposed something, she would mostly just nod her head. She had never had such a serious expression like today.
Tang Yin also found it novel and said with a smile: "Well, Xiao Shu'er, what do you think?"
Luo Shen is only eleven years old this year. Although she is smart, this matter is so complicated that even adults like them find it difficult. She would like to see what little Shen'er can analyze.
"I remember mother, you said that there are female cadres among the five major sects."
Xiang Yu stared at Luo Qingyun, "Now that Luo Qingchen is dead, can you guarantee that there will be no other details in Qianxing Palace?"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Qingyun and Tang Yin's expressions changed slightly.
Tang Yin felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, and said, "Xiao Shu'er, we all grew up in Qianxing Palace. Qianxing Palace is not as dark as you think. I dare to assure you that today's Qianxing Palace is not as dark as you think." The temple is the safest place."
"Then let me ask Sister Tang another question."
Xiang Yu turned his eyes and smiled, "The Incense Hall was originally founded by the five major sects who sent people to oversee it. Now, who is responsible for the supervision of the Incense Hall from the Qianxing Hall?"
These words were like a knife stabbing her heart, making Tang Yin's face turn pale instantly. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't say the name.
The demonic cultivators were rampant in the Incense Palace. How could the elders of the five major sects responsible for supervision not notice it at all? However, the elders who had stayed in the Incense Palace for these years did not report any abnormality.
Luo Qingyun stared blankly at Xiang Shu, who had crushed Tang Yin with one word, and suddenly felt that her daughter had become strange. She had never heard such sharp words from her.
Xiang Shu noticed the change in Luo Qingyun's eyes, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes.
What she said today was too mature.
However, in order to ensure Luo Qingyun's safety, she didn't care so much at the moment and continued: "The Demon Palace colluded with the underworld for an unknown purpose. But one thing is, if they know your whereabouts, mother, they will definitely come and silence you.
If we go back to Thousand Stars Palace, the enemy will be in the dark and we will be in the light, and we will be unable to defend against it. "
Luo Qingyun regained her composure for a moment, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but ask, "Shan'er, you said, do you already have a solution?"
Xiang Shu nodded without hesitation: "As long as mother listens to me, we will be able to turn the crisis around. That's all we need..."
Tang Yin's expression gradually changed as she listened, and she was greatly shocked. "Xiao Shu'er, did you really come up with this alone?"
Xiang Shen raised his eyebrows and hummed, "Is this difficult? Before, I was afraid of scaring my mother, so even if I had thoughts in my mind, I didn't express them. But now..."
Xiang Shen looked at Luo Qingyun and sighed: "It's okay not to say anything now. I can't just watch my mother get into danger."
After hearing Xiang Shen's explanation, Luo Qingyun felt much better. Her smile was a little helpless, but more importantly, she was happy.
Shuan'er was right, she was indeed frightened.
However, Chuan'er had such a plan at a young age. In the future, she would be much safer when she walked in the world of cultivation, and she was very happy about it.
"Just do what Shu'er said."
Luo Qingyun made the decision and raised her hand to touch Tang Yin's aggrieved face, "This is also for your own good. Let's send a message to your senior brother and ask him to pick you up in person. I won't worry about you leaving alone."
Although Tang Yin was reluctant to part with it, she also knew that what Xiao Shuer said was the real best of both worlds.
I can only nod in agreement.
The plan was made, and without further delay, Lin Hai was summoned to Xiang Shen immediately to report the matter.
Although Ying Changfeng is not deep in the city, he is not a dull person. After listening to Lin Hai's story, he knows the advantages and disadvantages. The other party's plan is perfect. He only needs a little cooperation to eliminate the potential crisis. Why not do it? Woolen cloth?
Not long after, Xiang Shu received news from Lin Hai.
Knowing that Wan Jianmen happily agreed to the matter, Luo Qingyun immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was ready, just waiting for Dongfeng.
Three days later, a flash of sword light flashed across the border area of Qianxing Palace.
Zuo Jing made the magic weapon fly while referring to the map to where the Wanjian Gate was.
Although he was dissatisfied with Jiang Yi, what Jiang Yi said made sense. There was no need for him to worry about his own safety. In the end, he did not go from Fangcunji to Wanjianmen, but concealed his whereabouts and flew all the way there.
The last time he teleported to the vicinity of Wanjianmen through Tianqing Pavilion Fangcunji, it only took half a day. This time Zuo Jing could only fumble on his own, and it took him three full days.
However, it was not far from Wanjianmen now, and Zuo Jing estimated that he would be there in half a day.
He put away the map, activated the magic weapon under his feet, and immediately rushed up to the sky at a faster speed, leaving a faint trace.
Two hours later, the surrounding scenery gradually became familiar, and Wanjianmen Mountain Gate was clearly in sight.
Zuo Jing gradually slowed down and landed on the ground. This time he came to visit Fengyue Sect with sincerity. It would be inappropriate to fly over like this.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the shadow behind him suddenly flickered strangely. The almost translucent shadow was stuck behind Zuo Jing's back, and the spiritual dagger shining with a cold light pierced the life gate!
Zuo Jing's eyes suddenly shrank, and his strong body suddenly turned into soft satin. The skin where the spirit dagger penetrated the Mingmen immediately dented with the spirit dagger, but it just failed to make a single hole.
As soon as the blow missed, the translucent shadow immediately changed from stabbing to slashing, creating a long bloody gash on Zuo Jing's lower back, almost cutting it off at the waist, and blood flew everywhere.
A spiritual gun appeared out of thin air, locked onto the translucent shadow, and shot out like a dragon.
Tear--
The sound of tearing silk rang out, and the monk hiding in the darkness suddenly appeared, retreated, and distanced himself from Zuo Jing.
Taking this opportunity, Zuo Jing quickly took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth to heal his wounds and stop the bleeding.
He looked at the demon cultivator in the distance who had a sneer on his face and stared at him eagerly, and then looked at the formations of light rising around him to isolate them from the outside world, and his pale face immediately darkened.
People from the Demon Palace.
There is more than just this path under Wanjianmen Mountain. How did the Demon Palace know that he would definitely take this one?
He couldn't figure it out, and he had no time to think about it now. He tightened his grip on the spiritual spear in his hand and charged towards the opposite side without saying a word.
This person specializes in assassination. You can't defeat him in a head-on fight. As long as you kill the opponent and break through the formation to send a message to Wanjianmen, you can be saved.
Having made up his mind, Zuo Jing fired his spear even more rapidly.
When the demon cultivator on the opposite side saw this, he didn't panic. He smiled and retreated into the formation.
Are you escaping?
Zuo Jing was shocked and was about to break through the formation when he saw the formation on the side suddenly fluctuate. A tall man in black robes walked out of it, grinned ferociously, and roared like a tiger with a punch, directly hitting Zuo Jing's head.
The peak of pill formation!
Zuo Jing's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly raised his spear to block. The opponent punched the spirit spear, and the huge force penetrated through him, as if a mountain was hitting his chest.
Zuo Jing raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, like a kite that had its string broken and was smashed away.
"What is the true successor of Fengyue Sect? It's just a piece of trash that can be knocked down with one punch."
The man in black robe mocked and came closer step by step, "Just accept your death. If you don't obey me, I don't know how much suffering you will suffer."
"Cough cough cough..."
Zuo Jing covered his mouth that kept coughing up blood, struggled to stand up, and stared at the man in black robes, "Despicable villain, cough...if you hadn't waited for two sneak attacks..."
"What happened to the sneak attack?"
The man in black robe was not ashamed at all, "Feng Yue Sect
Is he really so naive? Or is it that your second true inheritance is nothing but a mere idiot?
You know, last time we encircled and suppressed the No. 1 True Successor of Guizong, we sent out three peak pill-forming peaks and a Nascent Soul Master to take charge, but he still escaped in the end. What about you? "
Zuo Jing's heart trembled, and he looked up at the man in black robes and raised a finger, "Is it useless in one move?"
"I kill you!"
Zuo Jing's eyes were blood red, he roared, grabbed the spear and was about to stand up when he was kicked in the chest by the man in black robe and flew out again.
"Qingli, stop playing around. Kill him quickly and take him back to life."
A dissatisfied scolding came from the formation.
The man in black robe snorted coldly when he heard this, "I know."
He reached out and grabbed the dazed Zuo Jing, and was about to crush his throat, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A flash of sword light appeared from behind Zuo Jing without any warning, and quickly magnified in the eyes of the man in black robe.
The man in black robe immediately threw Zuo Jing away, his fists flashed with gold and iron, blocking the sword light.
puff!
The two severed palms flew high, and the man in black robe groaned miserably, covering his severed arms and retreating, his eyes full of horror.
Wei Lesheng shook off the blood on the knife, his eyes filled with sternness: "Devil Xiaoxiao, as long as I'm here today, none of you can even think of leaving alive!"
The man in black robe saw Wei Lesheng's face clearly, endured the severe pain, and actually laughed, "Hahahaha, Wei Lesheng, if there is a road to heaven, don't take it, and if there is no door to hell, you will throw yourself into it. Protector of Dreams, it seems that I will wait for you today. It’s time to make a great contribution!”
She stepped into the formation with her long legs wrapped in a red ribbon. The woman's waist was like a snake, and she walked out slowly. Her red dress seemed to be soaked in blood, and her eyes overflowed with smiles.
"Wei Zhenzhuan, I am so happy that you can come..."
When Wei Lesheng saw the woman's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, remembering a notorious demon cultivator recorded in the sect's classics.
Blood poison fairy?
Didn't this person die at the hands of the great elder of Fengyue Sect two hundred years ago? How come not only did he not die, he also improved his cultivation and reached the late stage of pill formation?
This woman's poisoning methods are difficult to guard against and must be dealt with quickly.
Wei Lesheng slowly tightened the handle of the knife, and was about to take action when he saw the formation behind the Blood Poison Immortal fluctuate, and another figure walked out, wearing the aura of the peak of the late stage of pill formation, surging without any cover.
The man in black robe smiled sarcastically, and tiny buds of flesh sprouted from the broken parts of his palms, gradually growing into a new pair of fleshy palms.
Three peak pill formations.
Wei Lesheng's face was solemn, a fierce battle today was inevitable. Even if Junior Sister Tang can really invite the Supreme Master of Wanjian Sect in time, the consequences will be unpredictable.
