Unscrupulous Lord of the Demon Palace

This is the first encirclement and suppression operation against demon cultivators by Xuanmen in a hundred years, and it is also the most cautious one in history. Qing Xuzi led all the elders of the Nascent Soul stage to come out, and even contrary to the previous friendly attitude to prohibit any other monks from other sects Follow, just because the opponent is special this time, he will never allow any mistakes.

Qingxuzi has a gentle temperament. In the past, when negotiating with Daxueshan, the demon cultivator threw the table in front of him. He is still calm and calm. He can talk about whatever he wants, without being affected at all.But this time, before other sects could open their mouths, he had forcibly disbanded the Demon Slaying Conference, not giving anyone a chance to participate in the battle.It was only at this time that Jianghu Zhengdao realized that the head of the Taoist sect also had a temper, but after 100 years, is Bu Qingyun still so important to him?

It should be said that Qing Xuzi and He Huan are worthy of being masters and apprentices. One emptied the Palace of Bliss before the war, and the other dismissed the Demon Slaying Conference. But there are only Qing Xuzi and a few accompanying disciples, and the momentum is not as good as ordinary monks' martial arts competition, which is very shabby.

Such a situation was really beyond He Huan's expectations. He knew that Qing Xuzi would never make unnecessary sacrifices, but he also knew that Tianshu Pavilion had set up a dead end, and he would not let the reputation of exorcising demons go to the Taoist sect.In the current situation, could it be that Qing Xuzi finally used a deterrent method against Zhengdao?

Since he has never been paid attention to for 80 years, and since he is believed to have fallen into the evil way because of his evil intentions, why is it now necessary to add a domineering reputation to the Taoist sect for a demon cultivator?Even Bai Chen knows that if you don't make a move, you will be killed by me. How can you control the world with such a soft heart, Master.

For 80 years, Qing Xuzi has stayed in Luoxian Lake without taking a single step. In He Huan's memory, he is still the fairy with white hair and childlike face when he first met. When you come back from your travels, you will show a comfortable smile, and the gentleness in your eyes is like the ripples that diffuse when the spring breeze blows over Luoxian Lake. It is quiet and clear, and it is unforgettable.

The appearance of him and Qing Xuzi when they parted was too unbearable, so he never recalled it these years, but now when they meet again, the person is quite different from the memory.

The Taoist priest in front of the palace gate was still wearing a green and white Taoist robe with rough stitches. He said that it was sewn overnight for his disciples in his later years. Changed to another coat.The fairy has lost her true spirit in her later years, and her clothes are ordinary. Even though Qing Xuzi took good care of her, she still looked a little old. Compared with the disciples in fluttering white clothes behind her, she looked like a downcast old Taoist priest.

Yes, old Taoist priest.After decades of separation, this man no longer kept his face, let the wrinkles creep up the corners of his eyes and brows, and even the warm eyes that once gave way to Qingyun felt the spring breeze blowing on his face lost their luster like an ordinary old man, even though His white hair was still neatly combed and tied in the jade crown, but he no longer looked as energetic as before.

When a person's heart is old, no matter how strong his cultivation is, he can't stop him from being old. At this moment, He Huan knows that he is not the only one who is trapped in his heart.Qing Xuzi, Bu Yaolian, and even the sisters of the Yue family who had already claimed to let go, none of them could really go out until he made things clear.

This knot is only caused by Bu Qingyun, so only Bu Qingyun can untie it.

Sighing slowly, the remaining hesitation in his heart dissipated. He Huan walked up to the old Taoist priest. Knowing that it was useless to say this at this time, he couldn't help asking: "If I say I didn't do anything to Bu Yaolian?" , do you believe it or not?"

He Huan was startled by Qing Xuzi's aging state, but he didn't know that his change shocked his master even more.Bu Qingyun was the child he brought up with his own hands. Qingxuzi watched him grow from a naughty boy to a Taoist master with a heart for the world, but he never expected that his big apprentice who hated evil and vengeful would grow into this appearance in the end.

The man in red in front of him was surrounded by black mist, and with only his spiritual sense, he could feel the thick devilish energy blowing towards his face. This is the unique resentment of heaven and earth for demon cultivators. , I am afraid that a sea of ​​blood has already been killed.Bu Qingyun never killed innocent people indiscriminately, but He Huan had already slaughtered countless innocent people in several massacres.He obviously still had the same appearance as before, but the person who came here only made him feel weird. Those unfathomable eyes looked at him, but they brought out the charm that normal men would never have, proving that the person in front of him no matter what Both body and mind are demons.

However, even if it is a demon, it is also a demon raised by him, so the old Taoist was silent for a moment, and only said indifferently: "If you have wronged, just catch it without hand, and I will find out the truth."

There is no anger, no reprimand, but no closeness, this is the final relationship between the two, indifferent and alienated, leaving only the fairness and justice pursued by the Taoist dynasties.

He Huan knew that since Qing Xuzi only brought a Taoist disciple with him, it proved that he had no intention of killing himself. He also believed that this person would definitely investigate the truth of what he said. All life, so he will give the hostile Moxiu a chance to defend himself, and will never listen to one-sided words and drive people to a dead end.It is also because he is such a good person with good intentions towards the world that Zhengdao dares to plot against him again and again, and Modao firmly believes that He Huan will kill him.Until now, He Huan still doesn't understand why this person still insists on this useless way of benevolence and righteousness after he has already felt all kinds of malice in the world.

It's a pity that he is destined to be disappointed again, secretly suppressing all the emotions in his heart, He Huan raised his eyes, and in his eyes was the evil charm and arrogance that he had already mastered at his fingertips: "You and I are both in the tribulation period, so it is concluded that I will definitely lose It’s too big too.”

"Qing... He Huan, I don't want to hurt you."

What He Huan didn't expect was that Qingxuzi still refused to draw his sword after he had done this, and seemed to recall Bu Qingyun's past appearance through this face, and only sighed, "As long as you are willing to abolish the demon Go back to Luoxian Lake for meditation, and I will guarantee your safety for the rest of your life."

In fact, He Huan also vaguely guessed that it might become like this. From the past, his master has been such a person. He never agrees with the swords and swords in the rivers and lakes. He will never solve problems until the last moment. It is just like a story. Like a saint here.It is precisely because he is such a person that he noticed that there was a commoner child struggling to survive in the sea of ​​blood in Chang'an, and he was willing to use his own cultivation to continue the life of a mortal. In the future, Bu Qingyun is willing to shoulder the responsibility of the world.

However, saints don't live long. If Bu Qingyun wants his master to live forever, he has to be the one who draws the sword for him.This is a role that can only be played by Bu Qingyun, He Huan can't do it, as long as he is still a magician, he will never be able to.If Bu Qingyun wanted to come back, He Huan would have to die.

"It's ridiculous, who do you think you are talking to? The one standing in front of you now is not your apprentice."

He Huan felt a bit bitter when he said the heart-wrenching words with a cold smile. He used to ridicule villains who had to die before fighting, but now he wants to be the character who wants to die. After this stupid thing of forcing others to kill him Never do it again.Laughing at himself inwardly, he looked away a little, and had a wicked smile on his face, "Or is it that even the head of the Taoist sect is fascinated by this palace?"

"It turns out that you are really hopeless."

He was used to laughing like this in the past, but today when he saw the disappointed expression of the old Taoist for a moment, he suddenly felt a little disgusted by himself like this. Fortunately, this kind of self-loathing doesn't have to last, because Qing Xuzi finally drew his sword.

"Let me see how strong the Heavenly Dao Sword Intent is in the hands of the head of Xuanmen!"

He didn't intend to stand still and see that Fang's sword intent had been achieved even if he released the devil energy all over his body.Ultimate Bliss Kungfu is originally a Buddhist technique. The deeper the merit of the practitioner, the stronger the power. If you practice it to the extreme, you can transform the mortal world and turn the place you are in into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Now it has been transformed into a magic technique, and the merit is turned into killing evil. He Huan cited his 80-year killing career as an example, and what he created was endless filth enough to destroy the common people.

Guided by him, black clouds cover the sun and the moon, boundless demonic energy rolls out from the ground, and the darkness covers the entire barren hills. The fish swimming in the river and the birds in the forest are instantly turned into bones, and even the soul is held in place by the black mist. relief.If the two hadn't tacitly dismissed all the monks below Yuan Ying before the battle, in just this moment, there would be a large number of innocent souls on the barren mountain.

Demonic cultivation techniques have always been inhumane and do not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. This is the first time He Huan has used it with all his strength. He knows that the four-element lock fairy array can only stop him for a moment, and soon his demonic energy will break through the four fairy swords and turn the outside world As a real Infernal Purgatory, fortunately, he doesn't need to worry about such consequences, because Qing Xuzi in front has already swung his sword.

Heavenly Dao Sword Intent, as a celestial skill, was supposed to restrain the world's magic skills. When the Taihao sword was unsheathed, the pervasive magic energy was instantly melted by the awe-inspiring energy.Different from other Xuanmen disciples, Qingxuzi's sword intent is gray and without any brilliance, which symbolizes the primordial chaos of all things. At this time, Yujian comes without showing mountains or dew, as if completely integrated into the magic energy. Without a sound, he came to He Huan.This seemingly light sword is like the appearance of an old Taoist priest, and there is no place to be afraid at all. Only He Huan, who was aimed by it, knows

Dao, he can't dodge this sword at all.

This sword contains the unique causal power of Tiandao. He has thousands of ways to change the trajectory of the sword, but he can't change the inevitable result.Qing Xuzi is the head of the Taoist sect with the gentlest personality, and the one who is perfectly integrated with the way of heaven, as if he was really chosen by heaven to walk in the world, his unique skill is that he can assimilate with heaven and earth in a moment and manipulate the laws of the world The Sword Intent of the Way of Heaven——The Great Dao is infinite.

In the past, He Huan had never seriously attacked Qingxuzi against others. Until now, he knew how heaven-defying the sword's intent was, and finally understood why Qingxuzi insisted on benevolence for hundreds of years and was not plotted by others, because the sky was protecting him.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the shore of Luoxian Lake when he was young.At that time, the sky was sunny, the flowers were not yet blooming, the grass was still green, and everything was still the same as it was at the beginning. Bu Qingyun, who had been unable to confirm his Dao heart, sat by the lake and asked the master who was fishing in distress: "Master, how can you help me?" What is the way?"

Seeing his disciple enter the confusion that every monk would experience, the Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled warmly, took out a bag of jujube cake from his arms and stuffed it into the young man's mouth habitually, and then slowly said: "Know the white, keep the black , It is the style of the world. It is the style of the world, and Changde is not deaf, returning to Wuji."

This is what is said in the scriptures, and Bu Qingyun has naturally read it. He only thought that the master was perfunctory, and he said angrily with two pieces of cakes stuffed into his cheeks: "But master, black is black, and white is white. If If we don't punish the wicked, how can there be peace in the world?"

He was too young at that time, and he didn't know that the world was not so clear-cut in black and white. Even a fairy probably couldn't guarantee that he would always be able to tell who was right and who was wrong.Therefore, in the end, the master just touched his head lovingly, and sighed: "Qingyun, you must walk your own way. The master can only tell you that everything is too late. Keep it until the clouds open to see the moonlight. No matter what kind of tribulation you encounter, don’t push yourself to a dead end. You have a master, a younger brother, and many friends who are willing to help you. This world belongs to all living beings, and you don’t have to fight alone.”

He was not very obedient since he was a child. When Bu invited Lian to study and practice calligraphy obediently, he only loved to go down the mountain to find some scriptures. Later, even if he became a senior Taoist brother, he still acted chivalrously according to his own wishes, and never did what his master said. That kind of salvation of sentient beings; even now, he has not left half a way out for himself, he is really an unlikable disciple.

However, Master, you have never taught me. When I have no master, no junior, no friends, and the whole world is my enemy, who can push away the layers of dark clouds pressing down on the sky for me?

Perhaps Master Xuanmen really has a hard life, the sword energy has reached his chest, and he has also prepared the final formula of the soul splitting technique in his hand. Only one seal is needed, and the life of the devil He Huan can end here. The rivers and lakes will usher in a happy ending.

However, at this last moment, his body suddenly lost control, and his right hand abruptly pulled out the Cloud Cutting Sword from his waist. He met the incoming sword head-on.

The difference between the cultivation bases of the same Heavenly Dao and Sword Intent is huge. During the tumbling of the sword energy, He Huan only saw his body smashed to the ground and barely stood up with the support of the sword. He vomited blood uncontrollably. Only then did he raise his head to reveal He Ku's bright eyes, and said angrily at the main body soul whose heart had been withdrawn: "Don't you know how to wake me up?"

The author has something to say:

He Huan: I can't see the moon anymore, I'm sad, I want to die, I delete my account and try again.

Why bother to spit out old blood: Wake up, I am your white moonlight!