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The night wind is blowing.
After Lin Nan left, he bochen, the one armed Sword Fairy, turned back in the small wooden house on the top of Emei.
He asked suspiciously, "why did I lead the team when I went to Kunlun this time? Not Fengqing? "
Zhang Jiao opened his eyes and said, "he has other tasks. Bo Chen, you take Lin Nan to Kunlun mountain. You go deep into the tiger's den. If you can't help yourself Oh, it's just the right way to take all his pulse. "
He bochen nodded, "it's said that Kunlun's seven swords master can't stand Shangjin pulse for a long time, but he hasn't grasped them. Last time, the missiles on the top of Zhong Shenfeng all pointed to the Jinxian people, but there was no conclusive evidence. "
"I don't know if we can lead the tiger out of the mountain this time." Zhang Jiao lowered his eyelids, took a sip of tea and sighed, "I hope nothing goes wrong."
"Don't worry, there's me." With a smile, he patted his chest with one arm and said: "even if I am buried in Kunlun, that boy will not have an accident. Or the old thing Fengqing can't finish with me? "
"Zhang Jiao, in other words, don't you really need to inform Fengqing about the gate of the earth? There are so many immortals in Emei. It seems that he is kept in the dark and knows nothing. " He bochen sighed: "maybe the old man still hates his martial uncle. Why didn't he give him the position of head teacher in those years. But who knows that Zhangjiao is a hard job. When you die, you have to go underground to suppress evil spirits? "
With a bitter smile on his lips, Zhang Jiao shook his head: "Fengqing's talent is not inferior to the old four. If you practice well, you will be better than me now. It's a pity that he built a "path" and was doomed not to lead the immortal gate. "
He bochen also sighed and said with some regret: "if there were no Jinxian people, Fengqing would not be willing to degenerate. He didn't make any progress for decades. It is estimated that he has put his revenge on Lin Nan. "
"The higher Lin Nan's potential is, the greater Feng Qing's hope of revenge will be. Otherwise, how could he put so much energy into the younger generation of his younger martial brother? When the boy was escorted to the desert, Fengqing was more busy than anyone else. "
Zhang Jiao squinted and looked at the northern night sky from afar. He murmured, "it depends on what happens in Kunlun. Someone in Puti mountain instructed Lin Nan to get the soul fixing pearl, but immortal lingtuo didn't show up and asked him to come to Emei. If it turns out that Bodhi mountain owes him a great favor, Lin Nan will also feel that zongmen has paid a lot for him and deepened his sense of belonging. "
"You are Are you going to let that boy take over the teaching position? " He bochen's face changed.
He knows what it means to teach Xianmen. Huge power and power can shake the martial arts world in a word, but the price behind this huge privilege is also terrible.
After death, the soul was sealed on the memorial tablet, and could not live beyond life forever. It was shut up in the ground for thousands of meters to suppress evil spirits.
Before succeeding to the throne, every generation of Zhangjiao would learn the truth from the previous one. Then make a decision. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Nan was the kind of monk who came and went alone. It seemed that he didn't care much about saving the common people.
In the face of he bochen's query, Emei Zhangjiao smiles with deep eyes. "He will, but the time has not come."
"When it comes to life and death, those who have the ability have to die." Zhang Jiao's expression is a little sigh, it seems to think of decades ago, when he was still young, standing at the entrance of the gate.
Looking at the dark well sealed in the ground with a blank look of fear, the Emei headmaster watched with his own eyes the ferocious insects fleeing. If he doesn't take a step forward and the tragedy of thousands of years repeats itself, he will become a sinner in the whole martial arts circle. Liu Pingyang was promoted to the position of leader of the sect in that year.
Liu Pingyang can't refuse, save the world, or give up. This heavy choice is in his own hands. Driven by morality and sense of responsibility, Liu Pingyang has no choice but to take charge of education. But now Liu Pingyang think carefully, maybe that day again, he will succeed in charge of teaching According to the situation of Emei sect at that time, if he refused, the next candidate would be Fengqing Sword Fairy. I shiver at the thought of this palm sect. I'm afraid that the reputation of Emei sect will be destroyed, so I quickly take over the burden.
…
In the far north, in the Kunlun Mountains of Qinghai, the inner gate of the sect was stationed.
The top of the mountain looks like ice and snow.
A middle-aged man in a white robe walked through the square with a smile. On the way, many inner disciples saluted respectfully and called "martial uncle.".
The collar of his white robe is also tattooed with silver thread, which shows that this man has a high status.
The middle-aged man kept walking along a dark tunnel. After passing a rusty iron gate, you can see dirty, narrow and cold cells on both sides, which are used to imprison evil practitioners or punish wrong disciples.
Drops of water trickle in the corridor. When the middle-aged people enter here, the false smile on their face disappears and their expression appears dignified. His cloth shoes were still clean and tidy when he stepped on the corridor with a finger deep water.
Finally, the middle-aged man stopped in a cell at the end. The iron fence is made of some kind of alloy, which can withstand the internal Qi to a great extent. It is generally used to imprison the disciples who have made a great mistake or have made a congenital evil practice.The middle-aged man looks around warily. It's late at night now. He takes advantage of his position to avoid the sentry post perfectly and deliver things to "someone" unconsciously.
He took out a bunch of rusty keys from his arms. Just as the middle-aged man was about to insert them into the lock eye, he heard a wild woman groan in the dark cell.
In the dark and silent underground, this did not bring much excitement to the middle-aged people, on the contrary, it was creepy.
The cry was joyful, crazy and hysterical. The middle-aged man was in a cold sweat. He quickly hid his breath and carefully used his divine sense to probe into the cell.
The biggest traitor of Kunlun sect, tianyidao, or tan Qingsheng, was tied to an iron post with a dispirited look.
His long black hair was matte, his eyes were empty, and his breath was faint, just like that of a dying man. His chest heaved for a long time, his limbs were suspended by thick iron chains, and his wounds were thick and condensed into blood flail. He was suspected to have suffered cruel torture.
The middle-aged people are terrified. He has long heard that Shangjin Yimai is extremely cruel to the traitor, but he still shudders when he looks at Tan Qingsheng. A large number of "rejuvenating pills" were piled up in the cell. After Shi nue, the people on Jin Yimai hanged Tan Qingsheng's life, destroying his spirit.
The middle-aged people are awe struck. It seems that the rumor is true. Tianyidao has a split personality. Now the person with a weak face and even looks like a girl is another personality of him.
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The night wind is blowing.
After Lin Nan left, he bochen, the one armed Sword Fairy, turned back in the small wooden house on the top of Emei.
He asked suspiciously, "why did I lead the team when I went to Kunlun this time? Not Fengqing? "
Zhang Jiao opened his eyes and said, "he has other tasks. Bo Chen, you take Lin Nan to Kunlun mountain. You go deep into the tiger's den. If you can't help yourself Oh, it's just the right way to take all his pulse. "
He bochen nodded, "it's said that Kunlun's seven swords master can't stand Shangjin pulse for a long time, but he hasn't grasped them. Last time, the missiles on the top of Zhong Shenfeng all pointed to the Jinxian people, but there was no conclusive evidence. "
"I don't know if we can lead the tiger out of the mountain this time." Zhang Jiao lowered his eyelids, took a sip of tea and sighed, "I hope nothing goes wrong."
"Don't worry, there's me." With a smile, he patted his chest with one arm and said: "even if I am buried in Kunlun, that boy will not have an accident. Or the old thing Fengqing can't finish with me? "
"Zhang Jiao, in other words, don't you really need to inform Fengqing about the gate of the earth? There are so many immortals in Emei. It seems that he is kept in the dark and knows nothing. " He bochen sighed: "maybe the old man still hates his martial uncle. Why didn't he give him the position of head teacher in those years. But who knows that Zhangjiao is a hard job. When you die, you have to go underground to suppress evil spirits? "
With a bitter smile on his lips, Zhang Jiao shook his head: "Fengqing's talent is not inferior to the old four. If you practice well, you will be better than me now. It's a pity that he built a "path" and was doomed not to lead the immortal gate. "
He bochen also sighed and said with some regret: "if there were no Jinxian people, Fengqing would not be willing to degenerate. He didn't make any progress for decades. It is estimated that he has put his revenge on Lin Nan. "
"The higher Lin Nan's potential is, the greater Feng Qing's hope of revenge will be. Otherwise, how could he put so much energy into the younger generation of his younger martial brother? When the boy was escorted to the desert, Fengqing was more busy than anyone else. "
Zhang Jiao squinted and looked at the northern night sky from afar. He murmured, "it depends on what happens in Kunlun. Someone in Puti mountain instructed Lin Nan to get the soul fixing pearl, but immortal lingtuo didn't show up and asked him to come to Emei. If it turns out that Bodhi mountain owes him a great favor, Lin Nan will also feel that zongmen has paid a lot for him and deepened his sense of belonging. "
"You are Are you going to let that boy take over the teaching position? " He bochen's face changed.
He knows what it means to teach Xianmen. Huge power and power can shake the martial arts world in a word, but the price behind this huge privilege is also terrible.
After death, the soul was sealed on the memorial tablet, and could not live beyond life forever. It was shut up in the ground for thousands of meters to suppress evil spirits.
Before succeeding to the throne, every generation of Zhangjiao would learn the truth from the previous one. Then make a decision. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Nan was the kind of monk who came and went alone. It seemed that he didn't care much about saving the common people.
In the face of he bochen's query, Emei Zhangjiao smiles with deep eyes. "He will, but the time has not come."
"When it comes to life and death, those who have the ability have to die." Zhang Jiao's expression is a little sigh, it seems to think of decades ago, when he was still young, standing at the entrance of the gate.
Looking at the dark well sealed in the ground with a blank look of fear, the Emei headmaster watched with his own eyes the ferocious insects fleeing. If he doesn't take a step forward and the tragedy of thousands of years repeats itself, he will become a sinner in the whole martial arts circle. Liu Pingyang was promoted to the position of leader of the sect in that year.
Liu Pingyang can't refuse, save the world, or give up. This heavy choice is in his own hands. Driven by morality and sense of responsibility, Liu Pingyang has no choice but to take charge of education. But now Liu Pingyang think carefully, maybe that day again, he will succeed in charge of teaching According to the situation of Emei sect at that time, if he refused, the next candidate would be Fengqing Sword Fairy. I shiver at the thought of this palm sect. I'm afraid that the reputation of Emei sect will be destroyed, so I quickly take over the burden.
…
In the far north, in the Kunlun Mountains of Qinghai, the inner gate of the sect was stationed.
The top of the mountain looks like ice and snow.
A middle-aged man in a white robe walked through the square with a smile. On the way, many inner disciples saluted respectfully and called "martial uncle.".
The collar of his white robe is also tattooed with silver thread, which shows that this man has a high status.
The middle-aged man kept walking along a dark tunnel. After passing a rusty iron gate, you can see dirty, narrow and cold cells on both sides, which are used to imprison evil practitioners or punish wrong disciples.
Drops of water trickle in the corridor. When the middle-aged people enter here, the false smile on their face disappears and their expression appears dignified. His cloth shoes were still clean and tidy when he stepped on the corridor with a finger deep water.
Finally, the middle-aged man stopped in a cell at the end. The iron fence is made of some kind of alloy, which can withstand the internal Qi to a great extent. It is generally used to imprison the disciples who have made a great mistake or have made a congenital evil practice.The middle-aged man looks around warily. It's late at night now. He takes advantage of his position to avoid the sentry post perfectly and deliver things to "someone" unconsciously.
He took out a bunch of rusty keys from his arms. Just as the middle-aged man was about to insert them into the lock eye, he heard a wild woman groan in the dark cell.
In the dark and silent underground, this did not bring much excitement to the middle-aged people, on the contrary, it was creepy.
The cry was joyful, crazy and hysterical. The middle-aged man was in a cold sweat. He quickly hid his breath and carefully used his divine sense to probe into the cell.
The biggest traitor of Kunlun sect, tianyidao, or tan Qingsheng, was tied to an iron post with a dispirited look.
His long black hair was matte, his eyes were empty, and his breath was faint, just like that of a dying man. His chest heaved for a long time, his limbs were suspended by thick iron chains, and his wounds were thick and condensed into blood flail. He was suspected to have suffered cruel torture.
The middle-aged people are terrified. He has long heard that Shangjin Yimai is extremely cruel to the traitor, but he still shudders when he looks at Tan Qingsheng. A large number of "rejuvenating pills" were piled up in the cell. After Shi nue, the people on Jin Yimai hanged Tan Qingsheng's life, destroying his spirit.
The middle-aged people are awe struck. It seems that the rumor is true. Tianyidao has a split personality. Now the person with a weak face and even looks like a girl is another personality of him.
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The night wind is blowing. After Lin Nan left, he bochen, the one armed Sword Fairy, turned back in the small wooden house on the top of Emei. He asked suspiciously, "why did I lead the team when I went to Kunlun this time? Not Fengqing? " Zhang Jiao opened his eyes and said, "he has other tasks. Bo Chen, you take Lin Nan to Kunlun mountain. You go deep into the tiger's den. If you can't help yourself Oh, it's just the right way to take all his pulse. " He bochen nodded, "it's said that Kunlun's seven swords master can't stand Shangjin pulse for a long time, but he hasn't grasped them. Last time, the missiles on the top of Zhong Shenfeng all pointed to the Jinxian people, but there was no conclusive evidence. " "I don't know if we can lead the tiger out of the mountain this time." Zhang Jiao lowered his eyelids, took a sip of tea and sighed, "I hope nothing goes wrong." "Don't worry, there's me." With a smile, he patted his chest with one arm and said: "even if I am buried in Kunlun, that boy will not have an accident. Or the old thing Fengqing can't finish with me? " "Zhang Jiao, in other words, don't you really need to inform Fengqing about the gate of the earth? There are so many immortals in Emei. It seems that he is kept in the dark and knows nothing. " He bochen sighed: "maybe the old man still hates his martial uncle. Why didn't he give him the position of head teacher in those years. But who knows that Zhangjiao is a hard job. When you die, you have to go underground to suppress evil spirits? " With a bitter smile on his lips, Zhang Jiao shook his head: "Fengqing's talent is not inferior to the old four. If you practice well, you will be better than me now. It's a pity that he built a "path" and was doomed not to lead the immortal gate. " He bochen also sighed and said with some regret: "if there were no Jinxian people, Fengqing would not be willing to degenerate. He didn't make any progress for decades. It is estimated that he has put his revenge on Lin Nan. " "The higher Lin Nan's potential is, the greater Feng Qing's hope of revenge will be. Otherwise, how could he put so much energy into the younger generation of his younger martial brother? When the boy was escorted to the desert, Fengqing was more busy than anyone else. " Zhang Jiao squinted and looked at the northern night sky from afar. He murmured, "it depends on what happens in Kunlun. Someone in Puti mountain instructed Lin Nan to get the soul fixing pearl, but immortal lingtuo didn't show up and asked him to come to Emei. If it turns out that Bodhi mountain owes him a great favor, Lin Nan will also feel that zongmen has paid a lot for him and deepened his sense of belonging. " "You are Are you going to let that boy take over the teaching position? " He bochen's face changed. He knows what it means to teach Xianmen. Huge power and power can shake the martial arts world in a word, but the price behind this huge privilege is also terrible. After death, the soul was sealed on the memorial tablet, and could not live beyond life forever. It was shut up in the ground for thousands of meters to suppress evil spirits. Before succeeding to the throne, every generation of Zhangjiao would learn the truth from the previous one. Then make a decision. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Nan was the kind of monk who came and went alone. It seemed that he didn't care much about saving the common people. In the face of he bochen's query, Emei Zhangjiao smiles with deep eyes. "He will, but the time has not come." "When it comes to life and death, those who have the ability have to die." Zhang Jiao's expression is a little sigh, it seems to think of decades ago, when he was still young, standing at the entrance of the gate. Looking at the dark well sealed in the ground with a blank look of fear, the Emei headmaster watched with his own eyes the ferocious insects fleeing. If he doesn't take a step forward and the tragedy of thousands of years repeats itself, he will become a sinner in the whole martial arts circle. Liu Pingyang was promoted to the position of leader of the sect in that year. Liu Pingyang can't refuse, save the world, or give up. This heavy choice is in his own hands. Driven by morality and sense of responsibility, Liu Pingyang has no choice but to take charge of education. But now Liu Pingyang think carefully, maybe that day again, he will succeed in charge of teaching According to the situation of Emei sect at that time, if he refused, the next candidate would be Fengqing Sword Fairy. I shiver at the thought of this palm sect. I'm afraid that the reputation of Emei sect will be destroyed, so I quickly take over the burden. In the far north, in the Kunlun Mountains of Qinghai, the inner gate of the sect was stationed. The top of the mountain looks like ice and snow. A middle-aged man in a white robe walked through the square with a smile. On the way, many inner disciples saluted respectfully and called "martial uncle.". The collar of his white robe is also tattooed with silver thread, which shows that this man has a high status. The middle-aged man kept walking along a dark tunnel. After passing a rusty iron gate, you can see dirty, narrow and cold cells on both sides, which are used to imprison evil practitioners or punish wrong disciples. Drops of water trickle in the corridor. When the middle-aged people enter here, the false smile on their face disappears and their expression appears dignified. His cloth shoes were still clean and tidy when he stepped on the corridor with a finger deep water. Finally, the middle-aged man stopped in a cell at the end. The iron fence is made of some kind of alloy, which can withstand the internal Qi to a great extent. It is generally used to imprison the disciples who have made a great mistake or have made a congenital evil practice.The middle-aged man looks around warily. It's late at night now. He takes advantage of his position to avoid the sentry post perfectly and deliver things to "someone" unconsciously. He took out a bunch of rusty keys from his arms. Just as the middle-aged man was about to insert them into the lock eye, he heard a wild woman groan in the dark cell. In the dark and silent underground, this did not bring much excitement to the middle-aged people, on the contrary, it was creepy. The cry was joyful, crazy and hysterical. The middle-aged man was in a cold sweat. He quickly hid his breath and carefully used his divine sense to probe into the cell. The biggest traitor of Kunlun sect, tianyidao, or tan Qingsheng, was tied to an iron post with a dispirited look. His long black hair was matte, his eyes were empty, and his breath was faint, just like that of a dying man. His chest heaved for a long time, his limbs were suspended by thick iron chains, and his wounds were thick and condensed into blood flail. He was suspected to have suffered cruel torture. The middle-aged people are terrified. He has long heard that Shangjin Yimai is extremely cruel to the traitor, but he still shudders when he looks at Tan Qingsheng. A large number of "rejuvenating pills" were piled up in the cell. After Shi nue, the people on Jin Yimai hanged Tan Qingsheng's life, destroying his spirit. The middle-aged people are awe struck. It seems that the rumor is true. Tianyidao has a split personality. Now the person with a weak face and even looks like a girl is another personality of him. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
