Chapter 652

Different from the great elder, the second elder spent most of his time alone in practice. It's hard to see him except for those close to him.

This time, he appeared here because the array was broken, which was not a big event. However, unlike the last time, someone reminded him that Qingyuan gate would come to destroy Changqing gate.

The mountains and the earth are shaking. The second Chang is always frightened and angry. He wants to find the troublemaker and kill him. It is hung on the upstairs of Zijin City for public display.

Some people quickly told the story of the incident, and the two elders, with bright eyes, said, "Batu, you go! I'm not hostile to them

Batu was not angry but laughed, staring at the two elders, and his voice gradually raised: "who is that not your four elders? If you killed me in my house, how dare you say that was not done by your changqingmen? "

"The right and wrong can not be concealed from the eyes of the public. It is true that it is true, and no one can deny it." The volume of the two elders is not low.

"Yes," Tang Chuan stepped forward and blocked Batu's way: "true nature is true, false nature is fake. As long as at this point, no one knows whether it is true or not

"After... After changqingmen dominates the purple gold region, who has the courage to say these things?" In the Tang Dynasty, the words and phrases were all from the heart.

The two elders just looked at Tang Chuan, pinched the Dharma in his hands, and his silver hair was flying with the wind. He vomited out two words: "fight!"

After being unreasonable, violence is always the most useful weapon.

The purple snake came down from the sky, and the two elder guardians were comprehensive. More importantly, they took out their hearts and killed Tang Chuan.

With a chuckle, Tang Chuan looked at the two elders strangely. This guy must have never really understood himself. Otherwise, how could he deal with himself with thunder and lightning.

Holding on to the purple snake, Tang Chuan grinned and squeezed into a cloud of green smoke, which disappeared in smoke.

It's just a moment.

The next second, the two elders are unwilling to hold a spear made of thunder and lightning, and pounce on it.

The great halberd flies in the sky, and his never changed moves have been proved by history. However, when he stops, the spear is cut off by the Euphorbia.

"I know you are unconvinced... Hit me if you have the seed!" Tang Chuan provocative way, but there is no killer.

Such an opponent, he is not interested in killing.

Standing aloof and proud on the earth, there are frightened monks around.

The three elders were defeated, the fourth elder died, and the second elder only lasted for a few seconds. Everything seemed to exist in a dream.

With a long sigh, the second elder didn't go back. Only the three elders looked at Tang Chuan with complicated complexion and covered his chest. The blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not been wiped out.

Steward Tang stepped up to the front desk and yelled: "I've heard that the monks of changqingmen can only bully others. They have never learned from real talents. Today, I can see that it's true!"

"Bullying too much!" There is a hot temper want to start, but dare not come out, and was sharp eyed fellow see, pull hard.

"It's you who bullied you!" Tang Chuan looked at him, but he spoke.

"..."

after waiting for a quarter of an hour, there is still no senior member of the changqingmen gate. The most powerful are the three elders and the second elder who were easily defeated.

"Even if you don't come out, I'll do it myself!" Tang Chuan sneered, watching the crowd brush a way out, smile.

He was shaking for a while, but he didn't feel old.

To his surprise, Tang Chuan stopped by his side, stretched out his hand and helped him. Before he could thank him, he said, "this is the monk of Changqing gate. It is estimated that there are not many martyrs."

The three elders smile bitterly, the mouth of the smile is bleeding, and the heart flower is brilliant.

More people are scared, not all people do not want to give everything for the evergreen gate, but people in the lake and lake, involuntarily.

Qingqing students once out of the ivory tower like university, most of them understand that tolerance is.

From zero to one is always the most difficult, especially for the high minded and low handed.

It's not suitable for young people to be the number one in 360 trades. Most of them like face saving and want a glorious and considerate job.

These friars are also similar. They want to seek immortals and ask. Their sense of belonging to changqingmen is not high.

Passing by the three elders, Tang Chuan did not have any ridicule or regret that he should not have appeared. He just gave a slight smile, and his mouth curled up involuntarily.

After the mountain gate is a continuous stream of trees, there are many kinds of trees, each of which grows regularly, distributed around the road, and many trees are still blooming pink white flowers, fragrance overflowing.

"It's spring." Tang Chuan said without a clue.

"It's winter outside," he added, as a complement to the previous one.

Batu doesn't know what it means. His seriousness to the outside world is very simple. There are a lot of ordinary people there. That's all.After all, it is only in recent decades that there are fewer patrols. Before the establishment of this dynasty, there were too many patrols, as terrifying as the frequency of law enforcement.

At that time, to appear outside the territory without authorization was to die.

But now, the inspector has not appeared for a long time, but the desire for the outside world has not diminished.

They are like people in a besieged city, always yearning for the other side, even if there are more rules.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Tang Chuan saw the grand hall, the most formal palace of the changqingmen gate, where everything was held.

In the past, there were other schools to visit, and most of them were placed in the main hall for reception.

Batu was stunned at the first sight. He was born in Zijin area. The most luxurious palace he had ever seen was the city master's mansion of Zijin City.

Suddenly, I saw another house which was better than the city Lord's house, but I was envious. I understood the word "power".

Since he was a child, his parents have strictly constrained him, telling him that the vast land, the greatest freedom, and the power of the past will only bring greater disaster.

Batu forgot who was the former owner of the city Lord's house. As soon as his predecessor died, the former city Lord took over the mansion which he thought was extremely gorgeous at that time.

Now it seems that his vision at that time could be lower?

Batu did not care more about his own reaction, but followed Tang Chuan into the huge palace.

Red bricks and green tiles, golden pillars... And a series of gold things that Tang Chuan can't name. The main color here is gold, nothing else.

Inside the palace, a man was sitting with a volume of books in his hand, his fingers turning gently from time to time.

"Who are you?" Batu couldn't help but ask.

The man did not lift his head, but his eyes remained on the book. After a long time, he seemed to react like, "who are you? Don't say you don't know who I am when you come here! "

The dialogue is very similar to that in the script, one-on-one answer, and it fits perfectly.

Tang Chuan holds Batu, and there is no need to talk about this person so much.

"Are you from changqingmen?" Tang Chuan is not slow in speaking.

The man nodded naturally. It seems that the body of an ordinary old man contains powerful energy. Maybe the monk of Xuankong realm can't tell.

This should also be the reason why Qingyuan gate failed.

He looked at Tang Chuan, pointed to others and asked, "are you all from Qingyuan gate?"

The three shook their heads together.

"What do you mean?"

"You have to accompany the people of Qingyuan gate!" Tang Chuan is not used to the way he puts down his book and takes it in his chest.

"I don't know what they're going to do in the purple gold area. Without Qingyuan's help, those guys are just a bunch of rubbish. In particular, LV Xiaobu will surely die within a year. " He was determined.

Steward Tang is suspicious. There is no need to say so much about it.

The man was still smiling, smiling very happy: "said so much, the big elder has already killed the gate of Qingyuan. It's time for you to be on your way. "

Tang Chuan looked at him calmly, "who are you?"

"Who are you?" he asked

"Tang Chuan!"

"No, my name is Zhou Xian! Some people call me Taoist Yuanqing. " He reported his family.

Chief Yuanqing? Looking at each other, no one knows the origin of this random and extreme name.

Butler Tang just stepped back and stood in a corner like Batu.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this Yuanqing Taoist priest is the backhand of Changqing gate.

When the halberd hits the long sword, there is no bright fire or harsh sound.

This is a silent film, except for the whistling wind that echoes in the hall from time to time, tearing up the golden curtains.

The golden silk turns into mist and floats in the air. It is torn by the Euphorbia sword again and again, endless.

Looking at each other, Butler Tang's shock is no less than Batu. In fact, he has a clearer understanding of the two people in the hall, especially Tang Chuan.

A monk's action in the middle of the dark space is so, he can only use two words to describe it.

If in the ancient times, xuanming realm was still naive.

But now it's hard to see the dark sky. No one knows whether the higher level is on this planet or not.

It's like a dried up pond that can only feed some small shrimps and small fish, but a little bigger can't.

"Taoist Yuanqing! Taoist Yuanqing is the son of immortal Changqing. I didn't expect that he was still alive for nearly a thousand years! " Batu's eyes widened and he didn't believe that the old man was a man of a thousand years ago.

However, Taoist Yuanqing, there is only one such use in Zijin region. Other regions may have it, but there should not be one that can reach the dark sky.

Just like a single name is always easy to succeed, a very popular name will be popularized.Steward Tang captures every detail of Yuanqing Taoist priest's movements. He is different from Tang Chuan, and his road is much closer to the court.

I can't say that's good, that's not good.

But to be sure, Tang Chuan went further and had greater potential.

Therefore, the steward of Tang Dynasty is studying tirelessly, learning the rare battle of monks in Xuankong.

As time goes by, the battle between the halberd and the sword did not last long, and the tense nerves would eventually relax, even if it was only for a minute or two.

Tang Chuan called out: "it's hard to meet a monk in the dark realm. I won't kill you!"

The latter can't help, Tang Chuan is very strong! ＜/p

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