People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 117 Tear! (First update!)

Although both Lu Ming and Xuanzhen felt that Faxuan Temple could probably handle this incident involving the Qing brothers and sisters.

But you can never go wrong with a careful hand.

Therefore, the decision to "send Xuan Yi home for his birthday" has not been changed.

He left Faxuan Temple through the secret passage with confused Xuanyi.

In the mountains, Lu Ming took out the camouflage equipment he had prepared long ago, put on makeup for Xuanyi, and changed his clothes - at least that eye-catching bald head was best covered.

I came to Foshan Town and rented a carriage. The people coming and going were all wealthy people from the world who joined in the fun.

The excitement they joined in was the excitement of Faxuan Temple and Qingjiao today!

Yes, today is the day when Qingjiao comes to ask for justice.

Lu Ming was driving the car, and Xuan Yi was sitting in the car. The carriage went against the flow of people and headed in the opposite direction to Faxuan Temple.

It wasn't until they left Foshan Town that Xuanyi's voice came from the carriage.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Xuanzhen had already given the location to Lu Ming—but that obviously wouldn't be Xuanyi's hometown.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming smiled slightly: "Take you out for a stroll."

Xuanyi didn't doubt that there was him, but just let out an ah.

But he is wise in his heart, and he has faintly noticed something from the chatter of the monks in the temple.

Therefore, he is not in a high mood.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming suddenly smiled.

"Mystery..."

"What's the matter, brother?"

"Be happy, this time, senior brother is going to take you on a journey into the rivers and lakes... Don't you like to listen to stories? How can stories be more real and profound than your own experience?"

After all, this Xuanyi is just a child.

Lu Ming brought the topic to the matter of wandering the rivers and lakes, and Xuanyi immediately regained his energy.

"By the way, senior brother, you have a lot of experience in the world, right?"

Lu Ming's face stiffened and he coughed twice.

It hasn't been long since he traveled here, so where does he have any experience in the world?
It's just a change of subject: "There's nothing wrong with the journey, the story continues."

Xuanyi let out an exclamation of excitement, and there was a faint sound of rummaging.

"I found the pen and paper."

"Then I started talking?"

"Hmm."

The sun was shining brightly in the morning, and a carriage and two people were walking away from Faxuan Temple.

……

Not long after Lu Ming and the others left Foshan Town.

A large number of people from the rivers and lakes had already gathered in front of the Faxuan Temple's mountain gate.

The bell rang and the gate of Faxuan Temple opened.

Abbot Kudu took the monks out to greet him in person to show his openness.

Looking around, thousands of people in total fell into the eyes of Kudu.

Most of these thousands of people are people from the Jianghu who have no background or sects or small families-they constitute the background of this Jianghu, and they are also the most common "melon-eating people" in this Jianghu.

Wherever there is excitement, there are them.

Their standing, back to side.

Standing at the forefront is this time the "Lord of Suffering", everyone in Qingjiao.

A total of hundreds of people gathered together, and the leader was the Cangqing old man Cangduhai who was number 56 on the local list.

Facing Cang Duhai, he clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, but Cang Duhai just didn't say a word. He looked at Kudu, but his expression was a bit absent-minded.

Ku Du didn't doubt that he was there, but turned his head again and looked to the other side.

Not far from Qingjiao, more than a dozen sword-holders stood tall and straight. The men were handsome and the women were heroic.

The leader is dressed in a white chivalrous suit, with a long sword on his waist and a restrained edge.

Seeing Ku Du's eyes sweeping over him, the man cupped his hands and smiled.

"I have to worry a lot today."

Even in the midst of hardship, smile is the answer.

"Hua Shizhu's mountain climbing is not a nuisance."

No. 27 on the Earth Ranking, Weiwo Sword, Hualong Fang, the contemporary leader of the Longshan Sword Sect.

Looking at Hua Longfang's tone and demeanor, we can tell that his position should be in favor of Faxuan Temple.

Kudu glanced over again.

I saw two more groups of people.

There were more than [-] people in the team. The leader was strong, black-clothed, black-haired and black-bearded, with a slightly gloomy expression.

The new head of the Giant Whale Gang, Luo Tianyou.

Also on the night of one and a half months ago, Luo Tianyou's son Luo Qian was intercepted and killed.

And on the same day, the head of the Giant Whale Gang and the Great Elder fell ill and both died. Luo Tianyou sat on the throne of the head of the Giant Whale Gang—but his foundation was not stable. However, there were still a lot of opposition from the gang, which made Luo Tianyou very upset for a while.

Sensing Ku Du's gaze, Luo Tianyou cupped his fists in return, but gave a cold snort.

The attitude is also clear at a glance.

Kudu returned the Buddhist salute and looked at the people from the Dajiang Gang again.

There were not many of them, just over ten people, and the leader of the gang did not come in person, but only the elders of the middle school to lead the team.

From this lineup, we can see the attitude of the Dajiang Gang-you do what you want, and we will join in the fun.

after all.

To put it mildly, this is a matter between Qingjiao and Faxuan Temple.

On a more serious level, this is a matter between the Prince's Mansion and the Baji Sect.

He Dajiang gang hugged Lin Wang's thigh tightly, so he didn't want to care about the mess between you.

"Amitabha."

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet rang out and spread throughout the entire mountain top of Faxuan Temple in an instant.

Seeing that Kudu led the monks to let the door open, he said calmly: "All benefactors, please come into the temple to have a talk."

People from the Qing Sect took the lead in entering the Faxuan Temple.

Only my sword, Hualong Fang, followed closely behind.

People from the Dajiang Gang and the Giant Whale Gang also entered the temple.

The Jianghu scattered people hesitated for a moment, and followed into the temple with a whimper.

Faxuan Temple did not stop anyone, showing its openness and aboveboardness.

……

Everyone came to the open square in front of the Main Hall on the mountain behind Faxuan Temple.

But I never thought that there was a group of people waiting here for a long time.

After seeing the figures and appearances of those people, the heroes of the rivers and lakes who were watching to join in the fun suddenly gasped, and the temperature of Faxuan Temple seemed to drop a few degrees for a while.

"Bajimen! Huangji, Hong Yong!"

"And that one, the gold hairpin female guard of Prince Lin's mansion!"

"Ye Rou, it's Ye Rou! The leader of the female guards! Second place on the Qianlong list, 96th on the land list!"

"Nvxia Ye... Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, tsk tsk tsk, this face, this figure, if..."

"Don't say it out loud. Is your kid going to die?"

At this moment, Huangji Hongyong, Ye Rou, Duanmu Qing, and Jin Yin stood in a row, and it was clear that they were shoulder to shoulder.

In front of the four people, there was a body bag.

A loud voice sounded, but Ye Rou, who was dressed in a light blue chivalrous costume, turned a deaf ear.

She looked at the Cang Du Sea, and soon her beautiful red phoenix eyes slowly narrowed.

A heavenly voice sounded: "Ye Rou, a member of the martial arts alliance in the world, was passing through Tonglin Province and found that there seemed to be a conspiracy surging here, so he came to Faxuan Temple to have a look."

The voice, which seemed to be talking to himself but was heard by everyone, swayed into the ears of everyone present.

"Although I don't know the cause and effect of the matter between your Qingjiao and Faxuan Temple, but by luck, I found something."

After saying this, a cold light burst out of Ye Rou's eyes.

"I found Qing Yuhong's body. She was very miserable..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the body bag placed in front of him.

"Judging from the scars, Qing Yuhong was tortured before his death and died of a broken neck."

"Furthermore, if the post-mortem is performed at the fourth-rank level, the murderer's remaining true martial arts will be discovered from the corpse."

"It's true that the murderer came from a Buddhist school, but what he cultivated was the power of an evil Buddha, which is completely contrary to the power of Faxuan Temple, and I have never seen such a true meaning of martial arts in the world."

After saying that, Ye Rou looked at Qing Yuhong's body and sighed slightly.

Perhaps it was something that hurt her, or Qingyuhong's experience was too miserable and bloody, which made Ye Rou's heart rage.

Ye Rou slowly pursed her lips and looked at old man Qingcang.

"Old Mister Cangduhai."

"Now, you can go and see the corpse of your disciple."

"If you don't know who the murderer is, then I think you and Faxuan Temple should work together to hunt down the murderer to avenge the disciples."

"And if this whole thing was directed and acted by you, the Nine Demons..."

Speaking of this, Ye Rou's eyes turned red and words fell out between her teeth.

"Then you Qingjiao people, it's not a pity to die a thousand times or ten thousand times!"

……

The expected confrontation did not happen.

The people from Qingjiao and Faxuan Temple didn't say a word, but Ye Rou seized the opportunity and took the momentum.

At this moment, Ye Rou even found Qing Yuhong's body, and the matter seemed to be finalized.

A large number of eyes looked at Cang Poison Sea.

Cang Duhai stood there motionless.

In fact, since entering the mountain gate of Faxuan Temple just now, Cang Duhai has not expressed much expression, but his eyes are wandering, and he does not know what he is thinking about.

Hua Longfang took a step forward and untied the body bag.

The rotting corpse could no longer tell the torture Qing Yuhong suffered during her lifetime, but from the subtleties, Hua Longfang still understood the identity of this woman.

"It's Qing Yuhong."

Of course it is Cyan Feather Red.

Even if they want to stand up for Faxuan Temple, there is no reason for the Bajimen and the Tianxia Martial Alliance to come up with fake corpses to fool people.

After a long time, Hua Longfang spoke again: "And I have never seen the true meaning of martial arts left on the corpse, at least it cannot be the eminent monk in Faxuan Temple."

At this point, everything has become clear.

The people around him were talking a lot, but they gradually came to a unified point of view.

The matter between the Qing brothers and sisters has nothing to do with Faxuan Temple.

……

Faxuan Temple disregarded the relationship.

Simple and easy.

Therefore, everyone looked at Cang Duhai logically, as if they wanted to see what Qingjiao could say.

In the silence, Cang Duhai suddenly smiled.

His laughter grew louder and more turbulent.

Laughing so hard, laughing so hard that tears flowed down my face.

Until a soft sigh sounded from his mouth.

He wiped his tears vigorously, and looked at Qingyuhong's rotten corpse on the ground.

Then, he spoke.

"The two brothers Qingyu Luo, Qingyu Hong, are the geniuses of our Qing Sect... But, our Qing Sect is originally a demon sect, and there is not much friendship among fellow sects."

Cang Duhai's voice slowly calmed down the noise around him.

Everyone looked at Cangdu Sea and felt stunned for a moment.

No one understands what Cang Duhai means by saying this.

Until Cang Duhai looked around and quickly locked his eyes on Ye Rou.

"You have a good relationship with Yu Hong, right?"

Ye Rou's eyes turned cold.

She and Qingyuhong have a close relationship, and they also have some friendship with each other.

Before Ye Rou could speak, Cang Duhai said again: "You have a better relationship with King Lin, right?"

"I heard that King Lin seems to want to take you as a concubine?"

Ye Rou slowly opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer this question for a while.

Cang Duhai did not give him a chance to respond.

He nodded slightly: "You are the one I am looking for."

After finishing speaking, Cang Duhai looked around and looked in all directions.

Faxuan Temple, Longshan Sword Sect, Baji Sect, and even the World Martial Arts Alliance.

Kudu, Hua Longfang, Hong Yong, Ye Rou.

Finally, he turned his attention to Qing Yuhong.

"Yu Hong, with so many people buried with you, your death was not in vain."

As soon as the sound fell, the whistling sound exploded!

But it was the Cang Poison Sea roaring up to the sky!
"Today, the crown prince has an order to destroy Faxuan Temple and everyone in Faxuan Temple!"

The lingering sound of the ending has not yet subsided, Cang Duhai has turned to look at the person behind him.

He clasped his hands vigorously, and said solemnly: "Bai Xiaotian, I have set up the scene for you in this round, and the people who can stand up to Lin Sheng are basically here."

"Please take action! Kill everything!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

The wild laughter is passionate and heroic!
Then I saw a person in the Qingjiao crowd slowly undressing his Qingjiao clothes, revealing the white swordsman uniform underneath.

He has a handsome face with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and the sword in the long scabbard on his waist is faintly cold.

Looking towards Cangdu Sea, the man named Bai Xiaotian showed admiration and satisfaction.

He grinned, and patted Cang Duhai's shoulder vigorously.

"You are fine."

"Zhou Xingdan can be considered courageous."

"Now that you have set up the stage for me, leave the rest of the problems to me."

After finishing his words, Bai Xiaotian slowly drew out the long sword from his waist.

The cold wind blew suddenly, and the sunny day was filled with cloudy clouds in an instant.

Faint snowflakes fell from the sky and fell to the ground, making people shiver uncontrollably.

The wind and snow were especially severe near Bai Xiaotian!

The gradually raging blizzard even faintly covered Bai Xiaotian's figure and appearance, and brought him slowly floating in the air.

Abbot Kudu put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and the Buddha's kingdom loomed behind him.

Hua Longfang drew his sword in an instant, and the long sword turned into light like a dragon circling around his side.

Hong Yong also inhaled fiercely, pulled out the long knife behind his back, and the wind and sand spread spontaneously.

Ye Rou also drew out her sword and gave a stern shout.

"Who are you!?"

"I'm Bai Xiaotian."

The sound rippling from the place filled with ice and snow, but slowly, the celestial phenomenon of ice and snow weakened rapidly, and it actually merged into Bai Xiaotian's body in an instant!

The body accepts the celestial phenomenon, this is the intersection!
The peak of the fourth rank, a half-step golden body!
The loud voice is like a god, suddenly roaring.

"Liang country warrior, Bai Xiaotian!"

"This trip, try the sword Zhou Guo, first slaughter your Faxuan Temple!"

The sword light is like a shock, tearing the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye!

The sword light was so white that it dazzled the eyes.

The sword light was also bone-chillingly cold!

When the white light dissipated, Ye Rou, who was standing in front of the Daxiong Palace, fell to the ground with a thud.

With one sword strike, she was cut in half.

The terrifying ice sword intent instantly wiped out all the vitality of Ye Rou.

Everything seemed to be paused.

It wasn't until the next second that there was a sound.

It was the voices of Abbot Kudu and Hua Longfang.

"Run!"

……

The clear celestial phenomenon spreads out tens of kilometers.

On the official road, Lu Ming's heart suddenly tightened. He turned around instinctively and looked in the direction of Faxuan Temple in the distance.

Then I saw in the distance, on the top of the mountain where Faxuan Temple is located, the golden lotuses filled with the sound of Buddha, and the huge Buddha statue rising from the ground, majestic and majestic!

However, above the Buddha statue, a cold light suddenly descended from the sky.

With awe, coldness, and annihilation, everything is torn apart!
Lu Ming's pupils began to tremble...

He watched the sword that opened up the world, tearing the Buddha statue in half, and bombarded the mountain where Faxuan Temple was located with undiminished momentum!

Everything in the world is so lonely.

After a full three seconds, a roar and explosion shook the sky!

The cold wind suddenly howled.

The high temperature in August is like falling into the cold winter in an instant.

Faint wild laughter rang in his ears and in his heart.

Lu Ming didn't know whether it was an illusion or what he had heard.

He only vaguely saw that in the direction of Faxuan Temple in the distance, the glacier rose from the ground and exploded again, submerging Youlong, the wind and sand, and everything.

The wind, rolling snowflakes, drifted and sprinkled, falling on Lu Ming's body and face.

Xuanyi's bitter cry suddenly sounded in the carriage.

This sound woke up Lu Ming.

Lu Ming opened his mouth. At this moment, Lu Ming didn't know what to say or what expression to make.

He just retracted his gaze numbly and shook the reins without saying a word.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! The mountain gate..."

In the carriage, Xuanyi's cries continued, but Lu Ming had already recovered his calm expression.

"Ah, I saw it."

"Brother..."

"Let's go to Longshan City first, yes, we have to go to Longshan City first."

It seemed to be a response to Xuan Yi, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

The horse neighed, pulled the cart forward, and went faster and faster under Lu Ming's urging.

After about a quarter of an hour, the wild laughter suddenly resounded.

Lu Ming's driving action became even more hasty.

But he still couldn't control the emotions in his heart and quietly looked back.

Then see the horizon.

A figure wrapped in wind and snow crossed the sky and rushed into the distance.

He flies in the sky.

They ran on the ground.

It's as if he is from two worlds.

He seemed to be the protagonist of this world, laughing wildly with the joy of just trying out the sword!
"Quick! Quick!!"

"But not enough! Not enough!!"

There was a faint sound of sword clanging.

The cold light was restrained, and the blood-stained sword returned to its sheath.

Sporadic blood fell from the sky and fell to the ground like gold beads and jade.

Lu Ming suddenly reached out to catch the red dot.

Close your hands and spread them out.

The ice-cleaned blood beads are as bright as jewels.

(End of this chapter)