Suddenly this man appeared. He was tall and majestic in appearance. He was Cangsong Taoist who sat at the head of Longshou Peak and was in charge of the punishment of the entire Qingyun Sect.
The monk in white clasped his hands together and said, "Senior Brother Cangsong, why are you here?"
Although everyone had an unpleasant quarrel on Longshou Peak, as one of the three most decent sects in the world, the superficial harmony and friendship must still be maintained.
Cangsong Taoist frowned and said: "After discussing the matter with the head brother, I returned from Tongtian Peak to Longshou Peak. I heard the sound of fighting and rushed over. What happened?"
The monk in white hesitated for a moment: "It seems that a devil from the Demon Cult has appeared. Senior Brother Puzhi was injured by a seven-tailed centipede. Moreover, that person also knows the Qingyun Sect's Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique. It is suspected that there is a traitor in the Qingyun Sect."
"What!?" Cangsong looked surprised: "What's going on? Junior Brother Puzhen, please tell me carefully?"
"I'm tracking the demon sect." The white-robed monk said, "Senior Brother Cangsong, let's talk as we walk."
"Okay." Cangsong nodded, controlling his sword and walking side by side with the Miao Monk in white.
"The thing is like this..."
The wonderful monk in white began to explain.
And just when he was recounting what had happened before, Cangsong's figure had inadvertently lagged behind some distance.
In a corner where Yulian City could not see, Cangsong's lips revealed an imperceptible evil smile, and the sword suddenly emitted a sharp light, about to pierce and tear the body of the white-robed monk in front of him.
It turns out that Cangsong is the man in black from before.
After he released the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Art, he turned around and ran away.
But Yu Liancheng chased too fast and was likely to be overtaken.
Moreover, there are not many people in the entire Qingyun Sect who can use the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art. If Puzhi and Puzhen run up to Qingyun Mountain, find the leader Daoxuan, and investigate carefully, they might be able to find out who he is. Come.
Cangsong was heartbroken, so he simply turned back and approached Yulian City as the leader of Longshou Peak, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
Sure enough, although this universal cultivation level is remarkable, he is still too young after all and can easily be fooled.
However, before the sharp light could strike, the wonderful monk in white suddenly turned his head, with a warm smile on his handsome face, which made Cangsong's heart skip a beat.
“Senior Brother Cangsong, you don’t really think you’re hiding it well, do you?”
While speaking, the wonderful monk in white turned his palm and struck suddenly with a palm.
This palm was as fast as lightning, setting off a violent wind. However, the speed and power of a bare-handed strike were inferior to Cangsong's sword.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the second one arrived first. Cangsong's chest was hit by this palm, and he flew backwards with blood spurting from his mouth. He flew dozens of feet away and hit a forest in the distance. , countless forest trees were hit and broken.
"Senior Brother Cangsong, how does this palm taste?"
Yulian City fell slowly, with a smile on its face, and its white monk's clothes fluttering in the wind, looking indescribably handsome.
Cangsong was acting with him, and he was acting with Cansong.
"What a sinister boy."
Cangsong cursed secretly and quickly made the seal. The sword suddenly burst into light, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards Yulian City with the power of splitting seas and mountains.
Although the poisonous blood flag is powerful, it cannot compare with the Qingyun Sword Art that he has practiced for hundreds of years.
"Amitabha, Senior Brother Cangsong is really stubborn and inconsiderate." The monk in white shook his head, and Wan Dao Wuji turned into a vajra again, emitting golden light, and came forward.
Boom! !
There was an earth-shattering muffled sound.
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Not long after, a swaying blue light headed straight towards Longshou Peak.
In the green light, there is Cangsong Taoist walking with a sword.
At this time, Taoist Cangsong's hair crown was broken and his hair was disheveled. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, his broken robe was fluttering in the wind, he was in a miserable state, and his eyes were extremely horrified.
That little bald donkey is too strong.
All the methods are incredible, especially the guy's physical body, which can actually catch the sword light with his bare hands. I'm afraid even the monsters can't do it.
call out! !
At this moment, a golden light chased him from behind at an incredible speed. From the golden light, one could faintly see a vajra.
Cangsong Taoist hurriedly made a seal, and the sword, which had cracked, once again bloomed with green light, resisting in front of him. However, when the green light collided with the golden light, it was immediately shattered. The golden light carried unparalleled power and hit Cangsong's chest hard, sending him flying out and hitting the mountain wall again.
Compared with the last time, Cangsong was severely injured this time. His chest collapsed completely, and he had no idea how many bones were broken. His face was so pale that there was almost no blood.
"Okay, Senior Brother Cangsong, it's time for me to send you to see the Buddha." Yulian City floated down, the vajra pestle rotated in front of him, and the four words "Wan Dao Wuji" were engraved on the handle of the pestle: "No, it should be Meet your Taoist Sanqing Patriarch."
"You can't kill me. I am the leader of Longshou Peak!! Cough cough!" Cangsong coughed and coughed up blood.
"Wrong, you are not the leader of Longshou Peak now, but a traitor of Qingyun Sect, a remnant of the demon sect who refined the poisonous blood flag."
Yu Liancheng was smiling and his monk's robes were floating.
The vajra suddenly turned into a sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the pine tree, its sharp edge clearly visible.
Cangsong suddenly showed a look of panic and said: "Even if I refine the poisonous blood flag, it should be dealt with by the Qingyun Sect. Besides, you are a wonderful monk in white. Everyone knows that you can educate people even if they face heinous people. Lord, you cannot kill me.”
"The one who killed you was not the wonderful monk in white, but Yu Liancheng."
The expression and demeanor of the wonderful monk in white was still superb, but there was a faint murderous intention between his brows.
As the sword light circulated, blood was scattered on the ground like red agates, and Taoist Cangsong died with his eyes closed.
"Huh!" Yu Liancheng let out a long breath.
Cangsong was the first person he killed in the past two years.
He has lived in Buddhism all year round and is a world-famous white-robed monk whose hands are not stained with blood.
If the murderous intention in his heart hadn't been aroused by the soul-destroying rod before, he might have captured Cangsong and handed him over to the Qingyun Sect.
And because of this fight, the fighting spirit and the killing intent were conflicting and entangled in the heart, and Yulian City once again regained a lot of memories. He looked in the direction of Qingyun Gate, his eyes twinkling.
The fifth volume of the Heavenly Book is rumored to be in the Qingyun Sect, or to be more precise, in the Zhuxian Sword.
And the greatest creation in this world is the Book of Heaven.
In addition to the Immortal Killing Sword, the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book is hidden in his own wordless jade bi.
His eyes turned to Cangsong's body again.
In fact, he had memories of Cangsong before, otherwise he would not have said to Cangsong in front of the Sutra Pavilion yesterday, "The deeper the obsession, the more violent the anger. Be careful of going crazy and causing trouble to Qingyun."
"If you knew that Wan Jianyi was not dead, how would you feel!?"
Youyou let out a soft sigh, floating in the wind.
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When Yu Liancheng returned to the ruined temple, in addition to Pu Zhi and Lin Jingyu who was unconscious, there was another child who had fainted.
Yu Liancheng looked at the child. Although he already had a guess in his mind, he still asked: "Brother, who is this child?"
"It's the child we met once before entering the village. After you left, I saw the child unconscious not far away, with food and clothes next to him. If I'm not mistaken, it should be that this child has a simple mind and saw the rain. Yes, there was a draft here, so they brought us some food, but we were knocked unconscious by the fight between our junior brother and the man in black."
Puzhi shook his head and saw the corpse in Yu Liancheng's hand. He was shocked and recited a Buddhist chant: "This...is him!? Hey, Master Cangsong is the leader of Longshou Peak, but I don't know why he committed suicide. Are you willing to fall down and practice evil arts?"
Yu Liancheng threw Cangsong's body away: "Senior brother, this matter involves a lot. You need to go to Qingyun Gate, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."
Puzhi pondered for a moment and nodded.
In any case, Cangsong is also the leader of the Qingyun Sect, and now he is actually practicing evil arts. This must be extremely involved, and may even contain a huge conspiracy. If it is not explained, it may even cause a dispute between Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect.
A trace of doubt flashed through his heart. With his junior brother's temperament, he would actually kill Cangsong himself?
Perhaps it was also forced by the situation.
The next day.
After a night's rest, with the help of Yu Liancheng, Puzhi had recovered to some extent, and with Cangsong's body, he went to Qingyun alone.
Cangsong still has clues about the Demonic Sect's Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and the entire village saw the use of the Divine Sword's Thunder Control Technique at that time. The evidence is conclusive. The Qingyun Sect is a famous sect, and it is unlikely that he will commit murder and silence. This kind of thing.
Looking at Puzhi's figure, Yu Liancheng's eyes flashed slightly.
In fact, he could have gone to Qingyun Gate with Pu Zhi, and even waited for an opportunity to get the Heavenly Book in the Zhuxian Sword.
But he was too lazy to use this method.
He wants to come and take the Book of Heaven into his hands openly and honestly.
His eyes glanced at Zhang Xiaofan again.
This guy looks simple and dull, but he's actually quite talented.
It was a boring night, and he helped Zhang Xiaofan temper his body. As for what the future will be like, he didn't know.
"Good luck."
Yu Liancheng strode out of the ruined temple.
It's time to go back to Tianyin Temple.
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