In fact, before the results of the discussion in the meeting hall were reached, some of the family monks who left their names on the stone of discussion had already left Xingcheng one after another.
Or walking in small groups.
Or one person can fly away with his sword alone.
Many of the remaining ones were scattered into every corner of Xingcheng. It didn't take long for them to be contaminated by the rain that fell from time to time in the sky or the mud that splashed on the ground. They became like ordinary people and could not see anything extraordinary. .
By the time the discussion in the meeting hall ended, which did not take too much time, there were not many monks left, whether they were waiting around the Lun Dao Stone for carvings and leaving names, or at the cultivators' market in the square in front of the hall.
The four counties in the four directions and their respective sects fell behind and left one after another. Master Qingshan Zhenren of Bixia Palace did not have to wait for anyone. He took the lead and strode out of the palace. Immediately after leaving the palace, he waved his sleeves, and a strange-looking rune flying sword flew out from it. The flying sword was originally only about an inch in size. After flying out of his sleeves, it swelled up in the wind and turned into a giant sword nearly ten feet long. The sword is floating in the air in front of the palace!
Master Qingshan waved to the disciples of Bixia Palace who were waiting not far away, and all the disciples came closer one after another and jumped onto the giant sword.
Master Qingshan looked back and lowered his head at Luo Chuan and others who had just walked out of the meeting hall. The giant sword turned into a stream of light flying at low altitude, carrying dozens of people towards the northeast, and soon left the city. Only a faint point of light is left in the distance.
Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze to the northeast and looked up at the sky. He saw that the rolling clouds in the sky had been pushed and stacked in all directions. In the huge sky, red light accounted for almost half, and the blue color and gray The blue sky is indistinguishable from one another, with thin golden lines interspersed between them, making the entire sky look like a child's canvas, strange and inexplicable.
Immortal Youzi, the headmaster of Youxian Sect, was the first to come to Luochuan, "The prefect is going to join Lijun Qingqi and leave Xingcheng, right?"
Luo Chuan nodded, then looked at Xian Youzi and said, "It will take a while for Lijun Qingqi to get there. Senior Xianyou can leave first with the disciples of the sect. If we all get together, we might attract the attention of the sky." "
Xian Youzi nodded without being pretentious and said, "The old man and his disciples will take the first step. If the sky is still the same as it is now after Lijun Qingqi is ready, the prefect may wish to wait a little longer, or take a look... "He raised his chin in the direction of the other prefects.
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Luo Chuan responded with a smile, "Don't worry, I will send people to send the Taoist official documents and seals to the Youxian Sect." He raised his hand and saluted, "Senior Xianyouzi, let's say goodbye. "
Xianyouzi solemnly returned a Taoist salute, turned around and walked away with his disciples wielding swords. Above the various sword lights stood monks in various colored Taoist robes. From a distance, it looked like a different kind of ripples between heaven and earth, gradually fading away. , dissolving into the gray distant sky.
"We are leaving Baishou Mountain directly," Qianxue's voice suddenly reached Luo Chuan's ears.
Luochuan turned to look and saw Hong Xiaozi, the leader of Baishou Mountain beside Meng Jiaoyang, nodded and turned to leave. However, Meng Jiaoyang called him back and said a few more words to himself with enthusiasm on his face before finally finally Let her go, and then keep watching the people in Baishou Mountain or Yujian???????????????or Yushuo flying south and out of the city, no longer visible, and never looking back.
Luo Chuan looked at it silently for a few times and then stopped paying attention. When he turned around, he happened to see Zhong Shuye, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion, walking with the two elders Feng Er and Feng Qingzi. He took a few steps and held his hands in greeting, " Sect Master Zhong and Tingfeng Pavilion must also take a step forward. Your sect’s Xuanwu Flying Boat has a big goal, so you should be careful when moving."
Zhong Shuye returned the greeting, then waved his hand, and a pale golden halo surrounded the three of his party and those around Luo Chuan. He raised his head and glanced at the three-color sky and said, "The sky... ...In fact, it is not as dangerous as many people imagine. After I waited for the monks on the mountain to retreat, we stopped without saying anything. The prefect might as well wait a moment. Zhong and his wife took the disciples to leave first, and Elder Feng Er stayed behind with them. The prefect will return to the city together, and wait until Zhong has arranged the affairs of Zaoshan properly before coming west again."
"The junior will be waiting for the senior in Licheng," Luo Chuan nodded solemnly, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "What happened in the palace just now was too sudden. The junior made his own decisions without consulting the senior, and said those things... only......"
Luo Chuan, who was never timid to speak no matter what the occasion, was at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to do. Finally, he glanced at Zhong Shuye and Feng Qingzi, gritted his teeth and added, "Miss Zhong's side... ..The juniors should give her a status..."
As soon as these words came out, Qianxue was startled. Then she raised her hand and tied a strand of hair behind her forehead. Then she took out a white gauze from somewhere and covered her face, covering her beautiful face.
Hua Yu quickly lowered her head and couldn't help but look at Luo Chuan's profile.
The shadow remained motionless, seemingly unconscious.
Su Yiming looked solemnly and looked in the direction of Guangjun, as if he didn't hear Luo Chuan's words.
The south wind shook the paper fan faster, and I looked up at the sky, as if in a trance.
Elder Feng Er lowered his head after hearing this and sighed silently. The middle-aged woman Feng Qingzi, whose face was still very ugly, looked at Luochuan and forced a smile.
"This matter... it's not urgent," Zhong Shuye's unwavering face finally showed some expression. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly and then relaxed. At that moment, it was as if the wind came and blew him away. The depressed mood of everyone around me was swept away, "I will take her back to the sect. No matter what happens from now on, the only one who is at fault is me." Zhong Shuye is not the prefect."
Luo Chuan felt much relieved under the breeze. Hearing this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "The details behind this matter need to be verified, but there is no doubt that the person behind it is planning The person is definitely not just listening to Feng Pavilion, he is also coming for Li County. I don’t care who is right and who is wrong for the time being. I just want to take responsibility, so the juniors and seniors will share it!"
"Furthermore, I never tell lies. I just said it in the palace, so I won't let it go." His expression turned cold, and his voice was cold. "As a prefect, I know that there are inevitably opponents, and I only know how to do it." More and more, whether they are opponents or enemies, they will use all their means to take away Luo's head. Luo has nothing to say, but if anyone dares to plot against Luo's relatives and friends To make a calculation, you must be prepared to bear the maximum consequences. When Luo should be unreasonable, he does not have to be reasonable...!"
Zhong Shuye looked into Luo Chuan's eyes for a long time, then reached out and patted Luo Chuan on the shoulder, which was not in line with etiquette, and said, "Young spirit," then sighed softly, finally smiled, turned around and left, leaving only Next sentence.
"But... Zhong Yun is my daughter."
His tone was calm, he didn't say a word more, and he didn't have the slightest intention to kill.
But what he meant.
Everyone present knows enough!
At this moment, Zhong Shuye, who was always as gentle as jade in front of others, was accompanied by no wind.
But there was an edge all over him.
Unstoppable.
