Lord Priest, your Daoist Gu is acting like a demon again

Chapter 136 Troubled Times Open

The so-called morality becomes worthless in the face of human desires.The flames of war broke out, and the massacre of those aloof immortal families was more bloody and terrifying than the war between mortals.

Shen Qingmeng finally finished being Lu Xinghe's book boy, and then received his father's revision of books to let him go home to attend a family banquet to congratulate his ancestors on their return.

If he can't escape it, he can't escape it. He went home and took a hot shower. His father dragged him to the martial arts arena without putting on his pants. If it wasn't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, the swearing-in meeting would have become his exposure meeting.

On the side of the Lu family, Lu Xinghe was already dressed like a dog, with a silver armor over his elegant robe, as if he was wearing a tortoise shell.

That fellow Mo Yanyang is even more fully armed. I haven't seen him in a few months. He looks dark and tall, and he is really worthy of his surname.The Huo family brothers also put on their battle robes.

At first glance, the children of the aristocratic family, he is dressed crookedly, which is quite funny.

As expected of a handsome boy, he immediately attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people in the audience.Shen Qingmeng couldn't help wondering, did he really pull up his pants?
Fortunately, on stage, his unknown ancestor still gave lectures.

So everyone dared not make outrageous moves.Even Mo Yanyang dared to laugh at him with his eyes.That bastard Lu Xinghe, not to mention his face, would die from laughing.Didn't he just not put his clothes on Zhouzheng, it looks like he is ashamed.

"The Chu family is deceiving people too much. They framed us in the name of colluding with evil spirits, and united with the wicked immortal sect to wash our affiliated sects with blood. They are bound to overthrow our family. A powerful enemy is coming. Dare I ask you, what should I do?"

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

Three words of war in a row, the sound was like thunder, shaking the sky, and the murderous aura soared to the sky.

Only Shen Qingmeng was at a loss. He didn't understand that he took a shower as soon as he got home, and the gathering of family relatives and friends turned into a swearing-in meeting in an instant.But that didn't stop him from raising his arms and shouting.He was more angry than the enthusiasm of others to protect the family.

Being a book boy for Lu Xinghe is already useless enough. After finally returning home, he didn't even have a bite of food, and he was about to be sent out to fight. It's no wonder he was in a good mood.

A real family is very united. Everyone is a community of interests. Although there will be friction at ordinary times, they are sensible, know how to advance and retreat, and there will be no problem of cannibalism. When encountering danger, everyone will hug tightly Together, unanimously external.

A single tree is hard to support, and many trees form a forest. The clansman walks outside, and the family is one's greatest support. The so-called tree has deep roots and criss-crossing.

Asking if you don't understand, Shen Qingmeng said to his father through voice transmission: "Father, is that the ancestor Shen Suihan who created the inheritance of our Shen family's dual swords?"

Before his father could answer, Mrs. Shen looked excited: "No, that's Jun Qi, the ancestor of our Jun family. Xiaomeng, your spiritual attack all comes from that ancestor."

Shen Qing's dream was clear.The Shen family and the Jun family merged into one family, they are their ancestors.There is no difference between Jun Qi and Shen Suihan who stands on stage and takes the lead.

"Oh, then the man sitting at the head of our Shen family must be Sui Han's ancestor."

Father Shen was curious: "How did Xiaomeng know? The ancestors of our Shen family have always lived in seclusion. It is said that you have never seen it except for the birthday party."

Shen Qingmeng rolled his eyes, "He has been staring at Mo Yanyang's first female cultivator in black. If he is not a hooligan, then he is Sui Han's ancestor. After all, his mind is full of love for children and future generations Who doesn't know."

Shen's father gave Shen Qingmeng a warning look, "Little poor boy, it's really rude to criticize your ancestors."

"That's right. On the day of the wedding, someone put pigeons on him and chased him to the battlefield while licking his face. Lu Xinghe couldn't do it with such shamelessness. It's better for Jun Qizu to beat Mo Yanyang violently! Haha, when the swearing-in meeting is over, I'll go and ask him for advice, and see how I can get Mo Yanyang to cry for his mother."

Before it was too late to get excited, Shen Qingmeng suddenly had a severe headache, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was about to explode.

A gentle voice sounded in his mind, "Little friend, is it really okay to desert at the swearing-in meeting?!"

"Jun...Jun Qi..."

Shen Qingmeng looked at Jun Qi who was still lecturing to the family army on the stage, a little unbelievable, this is a typical dual-purpose ah.

"Shen Qingmeng, right? She was late for the swearing-in meeting, her clothes were disheveled, and she came barefoot, unscrupulously criticizing my ancestors in the audience, and now she still dares to call me by my name. Young man, you're really good at playing."

"I do not……"

"I taught Mo Yanyang that you are very excited. If you go on a errand, believe it or not, I will explode your sea of ​​consciousness and turn you into a slobbering idiot with crooked nose and slanted eyes."

"No... want... I... wrong... wrong..."

Turning into an idiot and making Mo Yanyang and the others laugh to death, he might as well hang himself with a rope.He was wrong, really wrong.The ghost knows that this ancestor can still hear the sound transmission between him and his parents when he is lecturing on the stage.

Sure enough, in terms of mental attack, he is a pissing and muddy bastard, and the mental defense line that he claims to be impregnable on weekdays is instantly breached at a glance.Horror, horror!

Letting go of Shen Qingmeng's sea of ​​consciousness, seeing Shen Qingmeng holding his head and exhaling heavily, Jun Qi on the stage smiled slightly.Boy, if you dare to play with what I left from the original play, I won't kill you.

Jun Qi coldly said: "If that's the case, then let's fight. Kill them without leaving any armor, and the whole family will be wiped out!"

There was another burst of thunder in the audience, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Okay, now, let's go!"

"The Shen family takes orders!"

"The Mo family takes orders!"

"The Lu family takes orders!"

"The Huo family takes orders!"

"The royal family takes orders!"

"The Liu family takes orders!"

"..."

The banners representing the various families were raised in the wind, and under the command and distribution of the patriarchs, a mighty army of monks set out from the Shen family's martial arts arena, and headed straight for the many immortal sects who were invading.

As for Shen Qingmeng, apart from putting on his boots and holding a sword to fight, Shen Qingmeng couldn't eat the delicious food made by his mother himself.

Facing the invading fairy sect, each family tried their best to use their own housekeeping skills. The swords of Shen Mo's family, the real fire of the Huo family's sun, and the power of stars from the Lu family. It is not to be underestimated.The two sides fought fiercely, the real fire spread, blood and flesh filled the sky, mountains fell and the ground cracked, it was really spirit beasts crying, and mortals mourning.

And the Baiyun Temple, which is indifferent to the world, also ignited a raging fire.

The heavy rain poured down. This Taoist temple hidden in the mountains for hundreds of years is now full of corpses, and the real fire is still burning. The heavy rain cannot dilute the thick blood in the Taoist temple.The dazzling and cruel color is not even comparable to the magnificent red maple.

A disciple of the Outer Sect knelt down in front of the head of Baiyun Temple repentantly, kowtowed repeatedly, and then drew his sword in agony to kill himself.

But the handsome young Taoist priest looked at Man Taoist's corpse with a cold heart.

He didn't understand why he was wiped out by all the families even though he was just going down the mountain.

The foreign sect disciple who was rescued by him told the truth before he died.It turned out that after he returned to the sect, he told the story of being rescued by the Baiyun Temple, and their suzerain said that he would come to the sect in person to thank him.

But who knew that after the restriction of the Taoist temple was opened, those people started slaughtering wantonly. The reason turned out to be that the army of ghosts slaughtered their sect, but did not hurt Baiyun Temple, so they suspected that Baiyun Temple and Gu Liang were in collusion. Others should not think about the evil idea of ​​living well. They slaughtered the people of the Taoist temple and looted all the spiritual weapons in the Taoist temple.

Poor Baiyun Guan has helped the world and saved people for generations, but in the end he ended up in a miserable end where all the disciples except the master were not allowed to rebirth.It is said that the world is turbid and evil spirits are rampant, but although evil spirits are evil, they also know that grievances and grievances are clear, and the immortal sect is benevolent and righteous, but they slaughtered him!

Every corpse in this Taoist temple did not die from ghosts, but from people's hearts!

Born in troubled times, what are ghosts and what are people, ghosts have nothing to fear, only people's hearts are unpredictable!
The Taoist priest's Taoist robe was soaked by the rain, he knelt in the rain, his hair was messy, his face was pale, he looked up to the sky and laughed sadly, like a ghost.

After a long time, he summoned his spiritual power, raised the wind to help the fire, burned down the Taoist temple he grew up in, and cremated the brothers who accompanied him along the way.

In troubled times, compassion alone cannot save people. If the one who saves people cannot save himself, then what is the point of the way under your feet? !
The thin and haggard Taoist priest, holding a sword on his back, bid farewell to the past in the raging fire, and slowly walked out of the mountain gate.

The red maple is still flying, but there is no more Baiyun Temple in the world. After going here, one person is the whole Taoist sect...

(End of this chapter)