The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Chapter 154 The Orphan of the Grass Temple, the Resurrected 'Guru'

The dark clouds dissipated, and the silver-white moonlight appeared again. The villagers of Caomiao Village saw the disappearance of the fairy fight, and each hugged and wept. At this time, a couple found that their son was missing, and they were very anxious. They searched for the collapsed house, but they couldn't find it. arrive.

The night after the war.

Inside the brightly lit Yuqing Hall.

Daoxuan sat in the first seat, holding the bloodthirsty bead in his hand, looking up and down, Daoxuan sat on the first seat of Qingyun on the left and right sides.

"Brother Master, can you tell which sect the demon is from?" Shang Zhengliang asked.

Daoxuan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I can't see the origin of his footsteps, but I can be sure that what he uses is not mana, but an alternative power different from mana."

"Brother Zhang, do you also feel this way?" Shuiyue asked.

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not. The important thing is that this seat suspects that it is not a human being at all, but a mysterious substance that is remotely controlled by human beings. Of course, this is just a conjecture."

At the beginning, the black shadow turned into a puddle of liquid, and then disappeared without any breath.

Shuiyue and Cangsong felt their scalps go numb for a moment, and their minds were shocked. If it was true, the mastermind behind the scenes might be far superior to the two of them.But the two of them were dissatisfied. As Qingyunmen was the most righteous force in China, and they were the top group of Qingyunmen, they were naturally at the top of the Shenzhou Pyramid.

"Could it be the puppet technique lost by the alien race in southern Xinjiang?" Tian Buyi guessed, he was a latecomer, Shuiyue and Cangsong teamed up to deal with the black shadow, but he didn't see it.

"I don't know, forget it, I can't even guess." Daoxuan sighed and said: "However, if the Bloodthirsty Orb did not fall into the hands of the demon, we Qingyun has won."

The crowd nodded.

Meng Jing in the first seat is also very helpless, the little black he created cannot be too far away from him, otherwise it will be out of his mind control.

Originally, Meng Jing planned to control Xiaohei to repel Shuiyue and then take away the bloodthirsty bead, but unexpectedly, Cangsong came.

At that time, Shuiyue and Cangsong teamed up to use the thunder method to elbow Zhi Xiaohei to escape. Meng Jing estimated that the distance that Heiying wanted to completely shake off Shuiyue and Cangsong would exceed his controllable range, plus Daoxuan's arrival at that time.

Meng Jing simply gave up.

But Meng Jing still had a small gain. He learned that although Xiao Hei's extreme combat power could not beat the combination of Shuiyue and Cangsong, this thing is Meng Jing's best tool for killing people in the future without leaving evidence.

"The most important and most troublesome thing now is that the whereabouts of Puzhi's divine monk is unknown. According to Xiaozhufeng's nephew Lu Xueqi, Puzhi is severely poisoned and is in danger. If Puzhi falls in Qingyun Realm, we will not be able to get along with Tianyin Temple." Explain." Meng Jing said.

Everyone locked their brows, this is indeed a big problem.

"I hope the divine monk is safe and sound, and I hope Yicai and the others can find the whereabouts of the divine monk." Daoxuan rubbed his forehead, he always felt uneasy when he encountered a dark shadow tonight.

Just when everyone was frowning.

Xiao Yicai of Tongtian Peak stepped into Yuqing Palace, and said to Daoxuan and other senior uncles and senior uncles, "Master, all senior uncles, the disciples have spent several hours searching within ten miles of Caomiao Village, but still haven't found Puzhi. The whereabouts and traces of the monk."

Hearing the news, Daoxuan pressed his head helplessly, looking at the blood-thirsty bead in his hand that was restrained by the Buddha's light, Daoxuan said: "Oh, the blood-thirsty bead was obtained by chance by the general wise monk. It is not appropriate to leave this thing in Qingyun. How about sending him back to Tianyin Temple tomorrow morning? What do you guys think?"

Cangsong, who had a sense of mourning in his heart, was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said solemnly: "I think this trip is fine for the master teacher, and the Buddhism of Tianyin Temple is the most suitable for suppressing and sealing these evil spirits, and it can't be amicable between the two schools." .”

Shuiyue frowned and said: "The monster's purpose is bloodthirsty beads, if he still waits for an opportunity to lurk near the Qingyun Mountains, I'm afraid..."

Cang Song was overjoyed again when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Since this is the case, then you can't let the disciple go to escort you personally, then you can only let me take the Bloodthirsty Bead..."

"Junior Brother Cangsong, you should stay calm when things happen. That monster is weird and difficult to deal with, and he is not low in sword skills. If you meet him, I'm afraid..." Daoxuan said that he was worried that Cangsong might not be able to protect him if he met him alone.

Hearing the words, Cang Song felt as if cold water had been poured on him, and he thought to himself, he hadn't thought carefully, if the monster was really lurking nearby, he would definitely not be able to keep the bloodthirsty bead if he met him alone, but he couldn't call his disciple to go, because the disciple In front of that person, I am afraid that he is cannon fodder.

Do you want him to call the first seat?Don't be ridiculous, he wanted to swallow the bloodthirsty bead halfway, so it would be easy to spot the clues at such a close distance.

Cangsong is caught in a conflict.

"Just write a letter to Tianyin Temple and let Puhong, the divine monk of Tianyin Temple, come to Qingyun to take away the bloodthirsty bead, and then I can explain the truth to him." Meng Jing glanced at Cangsong, thinking in her heart that I have to You can't even think about getting something, Cangsong, so he said from the side.

Puhong is presided over by Tianyin, and his abilities are unfathomable.

Cang Song roared in his heart, damn it, this guy Meng Jing is ruining my good deeds.

"Junior Brother Meng agrees with this statement." Daoxuan nodded.

"I agree too!" Shuiyue stared at Meng Jing.

In fact, when Shuiyue and Heiying fought, she could always see the shadow of Meng Jing fighting her, and when the black shadow disappeared, it was also the time when Meng Jing and Tian Buyi appeared on the battlefield, so when she was on the way back to Qingyun, her mind always Raise wild guesses.

But when Meng Jing said that he was going to call the Puhong divine monk, his suspicious and absurd guess disappeared.

"agree."

……

On the second day, Daoxuan urgently summoned all the heads again.

Caomiao Village was massacred by demons.

Meng Jing was startled when she heard the news, she didn't expect Pu Zhi to go back to the old way?

I thought that if I intervened in the plot, it would lead to a change in the plot, so that Caomiao Village would be spared.

When Xiao Hei was fighting against Shuiyue and Cangsong, he just wanted to run away with the Bloodthirsty Bead for a moment, he didn't even notice that Pu Zhi took Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu away secretly.

The solemn and luxurious Yuqing Nei.

At this moment, Daoxuan looked seriously at the two kneeling on the ground and crying, or the two teenagers with red eyes from crying.

The two young men cried and told him what happened.

Lin Jingyu didn't know anything, but he spoke the fastest and most excitedly, saying that he was sleeping soundly at home, but when he woke up, he was near the destroyed village.

And Zhang Xiaofan on the side also said the same thing.

Master Shuiyue looked at the two lonely teenagers, guilt flashed in his heart, so he said in a cold voice: "The demon is really devoid of conscience, more than 230 people in Caomiao Village will kill as soon as they say it, but it's a pity that I didn't have the ability to get rid of that demon back then." Let this demon take revenge on our Qingyun sect with a grudge, and wantonly slaughter innocent people."

Shuiyue's words, most of the leaders agree, they feel that after the demon did not get the bloodthirsty bead, he returned to Caomiao Village to kill wantonly in order to avenge Qingyunmen's obstruction.

The two young men seemed to be excited when they heard Shuiyue's words, as if they knew some 'truth', they immediately asked Daoxuan and the others.

But Daoxuan brushed past slightly, a refreshing breeze blew over Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu slowly, the two fell asleep immediately.

"Everyone, how is it now? These two teenagers have nowhere to go." Daoxuan said.

"Why don't you join the Qingyun sect? We Qingyun failed to kill the evil spirits, which caused misfortune." Shuiyue sighed.

"Fair." Daoxuan nodded and said: "Unfortunately, I haven't accepted apprentices for many years, it depends on which junior will accept the two of them."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes focused on the unconscious Lin Jingyu.

Meng Jing stood up and surprised everyone, Shang Zhengliang asked with a sneer: "What is Senior Brother Meng doing?"

"There is still business to do, senior teacher and fellow juniors, so I will leave for the time being." After Meng Jing finished speaking, she was no longer in the Yuqing Hall.

The corner of Daoxuan's mouth twitched, he really thought that seeing Lin Jingyu's aptitude, Meng Jing wanted to force the juniors to make concessions with Taoist force, it seemed that he was overthinking.

As soon as Meng Jing left, the other four leaders (Xiaozhufeng only accepts female students) suddenly relaxed, because after all, there were few competitors.

Then, with Daoxuan clutching his forehead, a quarrel started in Yuqing Hall, and the quarrel became louder and louder, just like the vegetable market, if Daoxuan wasn't there, I'm afraid Cangsong and Tian Buyi would have to fight.

For Zhang Xiaofan's worship into Qingyun, Meng Jing didn't have much emotion, but occasionally felt that his fate was uncertain because of the ups and downs in his life caused by Zhang Xiaofan's buried secrets.

What a tragic and lucky boy.

Now that Zhang Xiaofan has entered Qingyunmen, Meng Jing intends to rely on Zhang Xiaofan to find the location of the Blood Dropping Cave.

The first volume of the Heavenly Book is the most important of all the Heavenly Books. The first volume is the general outline of the Heavenly Book. It is very important to master the first volume of the next four volumes.

Although Meng Jing knows the whereabouts of the other heavenly books, Meng Jing doesn't need it yet. He is still on the way to study the method of the soul. Useless in this regard.

At the same time, when Zhang Xiaofan was apprenticed to Qingyun.

In the wild temple tens of thousands of miles away.

Because of Qingyun's disciples fighting among clansmen in the Wild Temple to rob the gods, there are very few disciples of the Devil's Cult today who have pilgrims.

In this hall, there was only one strong man with a body like a hill kneeling on one knee.

He is the White Tiger Holy Envoy of the Demon Sect.

At this moment, Baihu was looking at the figure sitting at the front of the main hall with fanatical eyes.

The figure's body was motionless, as if there was no life, and in the dark and cold hall, there were bursts of voices in the void: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Sir, it's been almost 130 years since you woke up last time." Baihu said excitedly at this moment: "Master, are you recovering from your injuries now? Now that the Holy Church is torn apart, you still need to ask the leader to preside over the overall situation. The group of Pai and Wandumen have long betrayed the holy religion, and the current situation in the temple is caused by these people... By the way, there is also Qingyunmen, especially that Wanjianyi."

"At least I can move. I never thought that there would be such sword intent in this world. It would cost me a hundred years of spiritual power to mend the wound."

"We'll talk about it later."

The figure stood up, and the air in the hall began to crush and condense. Outside the hall, the wind and cloud changed color, and the sandstorm rolled... The sand and dust in the distant wild desert were billowing, surging, circling, and piled up, forming a giant of a thousand feet. The giant held a sand halberd in his hand, and a golden light shot out from his eyes made of sand, giving him an unobstructed view of the wild landscape.

The white tiger frantically watched the figure gradually walk down the steps, and shouted: "The leader will last forever, and the world is invincible."

The white tiger was breathing rapidly, but he didn't know the giant who was thousands of miles away.

Baihu can always remember the scene of that day more than a hundred years ago.

Chou Wangyu, who was completely dead, actually walked out of the coffin and sat on the throne of the leader.At that time, thousands of people came, Qinglong, Suzaku and him all thought it was ghosts, and were frightened a lot.

They all thought there was something evil sneaking around.

But after careful questioning, it was found that Qiu Wangyu was able to tell the past events one by one.

At that time, Qiu Wangyu's body was extremely weak, and Bai Hu always remembered the never-healing penetrating wound on Qiu Wangyu's chest left by the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, as if he could vividly remember it.

Now that wound is completely gone.

Baihu is a devout believer of Qiu Wangyu, he never believed that how could the leader of Taoism die so easily?
Until that scene happened, Baihu thought that Qiu Wangyu must have left something behind, so he was able to come back to life a few days after he lost his breath. Even if he was injured by the ancient and modern number one artifact, Zhu Xian, there was still a miracle.

"The vicissitudes of life will never change but will always be this world."

"Master, you are so young now, look at me, I am an old man now, and I can't even find a good-looking Taoist companion." Baihu said beggingly, wagging his tail.

The figure walked out of the main hall and down the steps, and the white tiger followed behind him cautiously until the figure stopped at the Shura Tower in front of the main hall square.

The Shura Pagoda is a holy relic of the Devil's Cult, and its age is unknown, but it is longer than the history of the Devil's Cult anyway. It is said that the origin of the Devil's Cult is the Shura Tower.

The figure looked at the 'scarred' Shura Tower, then shook his head, a ray of light shot out from the eyes of the figure, and then the Shura Tower shook violently, causing the ground and the temple to shake wildly.

The white tiger didn't stand still, and squatted on the ground, staring wide-eyed at the Shura Pagoda gradually shrinking. Like a miracle, it flew into the figure's forehead and between the brows, forming an ancient character.

Seeing this, Baihu's eyes twitched, his complexion gradually turned pale, and his body trembled. He couldn't help recalling a sentence Qinglong told him decades ago.

The leader is probably not the person himself, so I advise him to leave as soon as possible. It is too strange for a person to come back from the dead, and it is likely to be possessed by an evil spirit.

But Bai Hu didn't believe it, he would always be loyal to Qiu Wangyu, and felt that Qiu Wangyu had the ability to reach the sky.

But how could there be such a method in front of Qiu Wangyu?Turn the incomparably hard Shura Pagoda into a single word?
Bai Hu's eyes were bloodshot for a moment, pointing at the figure and shouting: "Who are you? Where is my leader?"

The figure sighed: "Why can't you regard me as your leader?"

The figure turned around immediately, and when he turned around, his face gradually changed, and a strange face appeared.

When Bai Hu saw that face, his mind shook like a thunderclap.

Baihu's long-lost memory reappeared, that is, more than 100 years ago, when the members of the Demon Cult worked together to reopen the Nether Abyss, the face of a corpse in armor and covered in blood that fell from a different space in the Nether Abyss.

"You, how is it possible! I clearly saw the leader resurrected! How could it be you? Impossible!" Baihu roared, covering his head with his hands, his face full of disbelief.

In order to protect Qiu Wangyu to recover from his injuries, Baihu has never left the temple for more than 100 years. Anyone who dares to break into the temple will be driven out by him. Even if he encounters many powerful enemies in the church, he will fight to the death The purpose of the first battle was to allow Qiu Wangyu to survive the injury caused by Zhu Xianjian unharmed.

But what he waited for was indeed not the leader, but another person.

At this time, the white tiger's anger turned upwards, his face was congested and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

(End of this chapter)