Chapter 512

The style of Qingshan sect is mainly reflected in their mantra, which is the famous sentence: "do you want to die?"

This sentence sometimes appears in other forms. For example, immortal Liu Ci and his closed disciple Zhuo rusui, as well as Jing Jiu, like to say "qingen".

Why not mu is elder shiyuefeng. He has been dealing with things that can't speak such as flowers, herbs, pills for a long time. He has a calm and gentle temperament. When this sentence was exported, he modified the wording and looked a lot polite. At least he put forward the option of not wanting to die.

But everyone knows that this is superfluous. No matter how gentle elder he's words are, they are actually tough or extremely cold.

At the critical moment, Castle Peak has always only provided the world with two choices: obedience or death.

If there is chaos in the hanging bell sect, there will be an accident between lord Chen and seser. As the guardian of the order in the Tiannan practice world, Qingshan sect must do something.

That means that this middle-aged man named deyuanquan will die no matter whether he can succeed the patriarch or not.

Many practitioners have heard of the famous mantra of the green mountain sect, but few have really heard it with their own ears.

There was an uproar.

Many people think that in order to wait for the spring rain, qingshanzong should keep a low profile for many years. Who would have thought that this seemingly kind elder came up and forced Lao Taijun and Deyuan spring to the edge of the cliff. Is the Castle Peak sect going to kill people in public today?

There was no change in the old gentleman's expression, and the wrinkles were like carved with a carving knife, motionless.

"This is the family business of my hanging bell sect. Even if you Qingshan sect are the leaders of the right way, you can't interfere arbitrarily."

Holding her crutch, she walked slowly forward for two steps. Looking at it, why not admire her face and say expressionless, "do you want to command the world? Is the Qingshan sect going to learn the blood demon sect? "

This is a very strong and reasonable accusation, which is difficult for anyone to answer. And why not admire, just like other Castle Peak sword practitioners, not good at words. But why are most green mountain sword practitioners not good at words? Naturally, it is because the Qingshan sect rarely needs to reason with people.

"It seems that Yunmengshan has made a commitment to the old prince."

Why don't Mu directly point out the essence of this matter, "I don't want to know those things, but tomorrow I want to see the Lord and the little Lord, otherwise who..."

Lin Yingliang, a disciple of Shiyue peak, said, "Deyuan spring."

Why not continue to say: "... Yes, Mr. de Yuanquan, I have to ask you to die."

With these words, he took Lin Yingliang and several other green mountain disciples outside the hall, but he didn't give the old Tai Jun another chance to speak.

Hundreds of practitioners in the hall were silent, and the air was filled with a depressed and tense atmosphere.

People clearly felt that the elder he and several young disciples were in a bad mood and were very angry.

It is obvious that Castle Peak is unwilling to make sword at will. Only after being criticized by the cultivation world will he leave by himself and give the hanging bell sect a night to think.

As for who will win, this is not the focus of practitioners' thinking.

Although Mu is an ordinary elder with several ordinary disciples, he is the elder and disciple of Castle Peak after all.

Even if they can't deal with the hanging bell sect, Castle Peak will send someone again.

Two years ago, Xihai sword sect was destroyed by Qingshan sect. I believe no one will forget it in another 200 years.

All eyes fell on the old Taijun, wondering how she would choose.

If something had happened between lord Chen and de se se, war would be inevitable, but according to the old Tai Jun's style, it should not be done at the beginning.

Lao Taijun's expression still didn't change, and he couldn't see any hesitation and concession.

People thought of what elder he said and thought that if so, Zhongzhou sect still intervened... But isn't it still closed down over there?

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Back in the quiet courtyard, the three monks took off their hats.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu, sighed and said, "the elder of your sect is too angry."

For Buddhist disciples, it is really difficult to ask others if they want to die and ask others to die.

Well nine said: "why not admire in addition to planting flowers, but also to refine elixirs. It's inevitable that there will be some anger."

Two tempers are not the same thing at all.

It shows that he doesn't care why he doesn't admire his statement.

Because of that, the current qingshanzong is very silent, but silence does not mean low-key. More often, it means that a kind of power is accumulating.

From him to Yuan Qijing, from why not admire Lin Yingliang, these young disciples, have some emotional problems, and naturally they are a little angry.

At this time, the old Taijun of the hanging bell sect colluded with the Zhongzhou sect, and Qingshan instinctively would make the strongest response.

The young monk couldn't understand the dialogue between master and Jing Jiu. He was worried and asked, "are master Chen and master Shao okay?"

Well nine looked at the sky outside the hospital, as if listening to some sound. After a moment, he said, "it's all right."

The old monk said to him, "do you really want to work here?"

Well nine gave a sound.

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The water of Liming lake is very green. There is a group of white hair floating and sinking in the lake. I don't know whether it is the catkins blown to a place by the wind or the white goose looking for fish.

In the sound of splashing water, the white hair sank towards the bottom of the lake, faster and faster, until it became a white line, silent and did not attract any attention.

The bells on the willow tops by the lake didn't sound any warning.

It didn't take long. On an island in a very remote place, a wet white cat appeared in the breeze. Its hair is very long. It is usually combed very smoothly by Zhao Layue and Han cicada on Shenmo peak every day. It doesn't show anything. Once it is wet, it forms a lock by lock, which is very embarrassed.

The white cat held out her chest, closed her stomach and bowed her head. She licked her chest hard. She found it was futile. She waved her head angrily and jumped into the forest hundreds of feet away.

The hanging bell sect is heavily guarded, especially on this island. There are arrays and mechanisms everywhere.

These arrays and mechanisms can't hurt it, but if the alarm is triggered, there will always be some trouble.

Just like that little Taijun is not its opponent, but it will be very troublesome if he tries his best with the magic weapon sent by the town of the hanging bell sect.

The three things white cat likes most in her life are sleeping, sleeping on the head of Jing Jiu and sleeping in Zhao Layue's arms. The only thing she doesn't like most is trouble.

So he was careful not to leave footprints on the beach or urine under the trees. But it is troublesome to walk so carefully. Its eyes are getting more and more resentful. He thinks that Jing jiumingming can pretend to be a silent human stone. Why should he do it by himself?

At this time, it heard a weak voice from the stone wall.

"It's really a drag on my son..."

"Mom, don't say that... Grandma is a bad person... I don't like her anyway."

"Don't say that, elder. If you hadn't made her too sad this time, she wouldn't have chosen that."

"Hum, if she doesn't let me stay with you, I won't listen to her. What's the matter with the monk? Did the monk eat our rice? "

Hearing this, the white cat determined that this was the place he was looking for, and the people imprisoned in the stone wall were the mother and daughter he was looking for.

It looked up at the sky and meowed gently.

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As the guardian of qingshanzong, Liu ADA has the lethality of the beginning of the world. It's just a little embarrassing that when he went out with Jing Jiu in recent years, he encountered something he couldn't fight or didn't dare to fight. For example, Canglong, Xuanyin ancestors, Taiping immortal... But in places like the hanging bell sect, it can be more relaxed. Even if the troubles it doesn't want to face come, the big deal is just a war.

Confirming that he could not open the stone wall, he went directly to the core area of the hanging bell sect, hid among the green leaves of the mountain and looked at the building in the distance.

It is the star picking building of the hanging bell sect, with a very vulgar name that can be seen in all States and counties.

The old gentleman sat in the chair. Deyuanquan stood in front of her with a respectful attitude.

"I know we should wait another two years, at least until the Zhongzhou faction ends the mountain closure..."

The old gentleman looked at him and said, "but I can't live until next year, so I can only take risks."

Deyuanquan raised his front, knelt in front of her and said, "it makes my mother work hard and my son unfilial."

The old Tai Jun said, "it doesn't matter whether you call your mother or your aunt. I never expected that you would become your own, let alone that you would pass on the title of patriarch to the girl siser after my death, but you have at least one advantage, that is, your surname is de, which you can't change."

Deyuanquan kowtowed and said, "it's all the love of his mother."

The old Taijun said, "if you want to make this a foregone conclusion, you must let Chen die. You will deal with it tonight."

Deyuanquan was surprised. He thought that the dead girl desiser forced her to die a few days ago. You just let Chen live and planned to let her die slowly... Today, the people of the green mountain sect have come, but they want to use this thunder method suddenly. Are you really not afraid of the green mountain sect?

The old prince said, "the four words" force with death "look simple, but it's not. At least let the other party know that you dare to die and you dare to let others die. I will use Chen's death to win the trust of Castle Peak, and then use the girl to force them to give way temporarily. As long as I can delay it for another year, it doesn't matter when the matter is settled. "

Deyuanquan said, "everything is in accordance with my mother's instruction."

The old prince looked at him and said, "remember, we can force people to die, and others can let us die."

Deyuanquan thought of what the green mountain elder asked himself. His eyes were slightly cold and said, "why don't you admire entering the broken sea and still shallow? It's not my opponent."

The hanging bell sect is a major sect in the right way. There is a mountain gate array. Even if the green mountain wants to attack, it must pay a great price and take some time.

And he only needs to move his fingers to kill the dead girl Desser.

As long as no one can threaten him by the dawn lake, the hanging bell sect can drag it down.

The old prince was in his twilight years. He was a little tired after a few words.

Deyuanquan helped her to the bed and took good care of her before leaving the star picking building.

Not far from the star picking building to his own residence, he suddenly felt something wrong. He turned back and looked at the mountains, but found nothing.

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When the white cat returned to the yard, Jing Jiu sat on the futon to practice with his eyes closed.

Usually, when he practices at the end of God peak, he usually lies or sits at will, and there are few such formal and ceremonial pictures of practice.

There was a fog on his head, as if there were countless fine grains, which was the essence of sword meaning.

Cosmofront and chuzi sword moved relatively slowly in the fog.

There are countless sword refining methods in the world. No one knows more than Jing Jiu. Today he uses sword sharpening.

The two swords are opposite, taking the meaning as the bridge, and then sharpened by the purest and sharpest sword meaning between heaven and earth, the relationship between them will become closer and closer.

The longer you float in the fog, the quieter the breath of the cosmofront, and the lighter the breath of chuzi sword.

The blood essence left on the sword for thousands of years will soon have no trace.

The white cat passed everything she had seen before to Jing Jiu with divine consciousness.

The location of the island, the number and distribution of bells, the weakness of the array, and the cave of Deyuan spring.

These are the arrangements of Jing Jiu. He thought he would save people first and then do things later.

Well nine didn't open his eyes. I don't know if he heard it.

The fog from his head became lighter and lighter, and the breath of cosmofront and chuzi sword became lighter and lighter.

The white cat guessed something vaguely. His pupils narrowed and stepped back to give way to a passage from the yard to the sky.

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Liming lake is very big.

The star picking building is more than 20 miles away from the place where the guests of all sects are located.

The wind bell at the corner of the eaves suddenly rang.

The old gentleman opened his eyes, got up and looked somewhere. His face was a little pale.

In a building not far away, the same bell rang loudly.

A sword light pierced the bell and came to the bottom of the building.

Deyuanquan raised his eyes, waved expressionless, and the bell tied between his wrists flew up to meet the sword light.

He was secretly trained for years by the old gentleman, and the realm was really deep. The flying sword was caught in the bell.

A powerful and heavy force reached his fingers. Deyuan Quan groaned and stepped back half a step. His eyebrows were red, as if he were about to bleed.

The flying sword has a cold breath, but it is quite generous. It looks very uncoordinated.

Deyuanquan thought of whose sword it was, and his expression changed slightly.

The wind fretted, Jing Jiu appeared in front of him, and his right hand pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

Sure enough, it's you!

Deyuanquan turned his palms and caught Jing Jiu's right hand.

He ignored the sharp pain from his hands and the blood that kept flowing. Looking at Jing Jiu's face, his heart was full of anger and confusion.

In order to stand up for the dead girl Desser, you came to kill me!

Even if you are a swordsmanship wizard born by the green mountain sect, you have been wandering in the wild since you were young, but you dare to kill me!

Do you know what I am?

That's ridiculous!

Although he felt ridiculous and angry, deyuanquan was not going to kill Jing Jiu.

The reason is very simple, he dare not.

The bell rang loudly in the building.

The bell holding the cosmic front also began to send out silent waves.

Even the most powerful practitioners can easily be broken by these ringtones, and then the true yuan is empty, so they can only be caught.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand suddenly emitted a light.

It was not the light generated by Taoism, nor the light of magic weapon, but it was generated from his hands.

The light is a little cold, like the luster of metal.

There was a slight rub.

Well nine's right hand passes through the head of Deyuan spring.

Not a drop of blood.

No brains.

The bell is still.

When the wind rises again.

Well nine disappeared.

So is the cosmofront.

In the courtyard more than 20 miles away, the wind blew.

The old monk and the young monk are not at a high level. They only vaguely feel as if something has happened.

They subconsciously looked into the room and found that Jing Jiu sat on the futon and didn't move.

The white cat looked at Jing Jiu on the futon and opened her mouth in shock. She meowed silently.

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