Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 111
Biyou Palace, intercepting the ancestral home.

In the past, it was the birthplace of the largest teaching of Taoism.

After the First Battle of the Conferred Gods, the Master Tongtian left the dojo, and never cared about the affairs of the world.

After more than 200 years of persevering inheritance, the Jiejiao has made this ancient sect still stand after the catastrophe.

Since the prosperity of the Zhou family, although Jiejiao has long lost its former glory, today, outside the Biyou Palace, there is a rare grand occasion in a century.

Biyou Palace stands on the highest peak of Penglai Island.

The road leading to the peak is only a long white stone step, like a ladder to the sky.

At this time, an old man in a black robe was walking slowly on the snow-white stone steps.

The old man's appearance was ordinary, and his figure was no different from ordinary people, but he became the focus of all eyes in an instant.

After everyone's eyes stayed on the old man for a while, they lowered their eyes and avoided looking.

The old man's eyes were slightly closed, and there was no hesitation at his feet.There was no trace of footprints left at the place where they landed, and even the dust on the stone steps was intact, as if no one had ever walked on it.

Along the way, the passers-by where the old man passed all bowed their heads and gave way as if oppressed by an invisible momentum.

As we all know, Zhou Tianzi has repeatedly failed to defeat the army in recent years.

However, Chanzong, the first state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, remained on the sidelines, because everyone knew clearly that there was an old man who was still alive.As long as the old man survives for a day, Chanjiao will not take drastic actions easily.

This old man is Jiang Xuan.

When the rising sun was in the sky, Jiang Xuan finally stopped and stood outside the Biyou Palace surrounded by fairy clouds.

Outside the palace is a huge square surrounded by thousands of people.Looking around, there is a sea of ​​people, which is quite spectacular.

Most of the people on the right side of the square are wearing red clothes of different styles, their bodies are made of steel, while most of the people on the left side are in green robes, with ethereal sleeves that flutter in the wind.

In addition, there are many strange people from all over the world around the square.Since the last duel was tied, this duel aroused even more curiosity.The number of people who came to watch the match today has doubled compared to three months ago.

In addition to the crowd around the square, there were five people standing on the eaves next to Biyou Palace: Taoist Huangmei, Mu Lingyu, and the one-eyed medical fairy, the two-headed general, and the four-armed gambling ghost.

The five people were not of the same kind, but they stood side by side at this time, and they were going to witness the duel together.

The yellow-browed Taoist stroked his long beard and pondered, "Mrs. Mo went to pick up Xuanling Pavilion Master, why haven't you come back yet?"

The four-armed gambler frowned, and said, "You can't elope at this time! I'm putting all my bets on Big Brother."

The two-headed general sneered and said, "Fourth brother, don't pretend to be a grandson here! You're clearly on top of fifth brother!"

The four-armed gambler glanced at it, and retorted, "Hmph, aren't you too?"

Mu Lingyu glared at the two of them, clenched her sword hand slightly.

Taoist Huang Mei laughed and asked, "What do you think the pavilion master has a chance of winning in today's battle?"

The four-armed gambling ghost said, "[-]%?"

The two-headed general said: "It's less than half."

The one-eyed immortal doctor didn't answer, but just shook his head.

The yellow-browed Taoist lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly.

Mu Lingyu raised her eyebrows coldly, and asked sharply: "Are you serious about teaching him? Isn't this asking him to die?"

"I can't die." Taoist Huangmei said lightly: "After all, this is not a life-and-death struggle, it's just a contest, and the worst is to lose."

Mu Lingyu said coldly: "He lost. Will Jiang Xuan let you go?"

Taoist Huangmei said calmly: "Now it's time to cut off teaching and employing people. As long as we sincerely surrender, he will naturally let us live."

Mu Lingyu stared at Taoist Huangmei, and said angrily: "So you wanted to surrender a long time ago, but you just wanted to find someone to take the place of the dead ghost!"

Taoist Huangmei shrugged, and said: "The Xuanhu Sect is considered to be a sect of immortals anyway, so there must be no one to fight."

The two-headed god general couldn't help but chuckle, and said to Taoist Huangmei: "I said... big dealer, your grandson is really good at pretending!"

"Big banker?" Mu Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, before she had time to draw her sword, her hands were suddenly restrained by the four hands of the four-armed gambler!
The yellow-browed Taoist turned cold, and with a flick of the whisk, Mu Lingyu's delicate body was instantly entangled tightly by the elongated whisk!

Mu Lingyu glared at the yellow-browed Taoist, and said angrily: "So you set up the gamble for the duel! If no one plays, there is no suspense about the outcome. You can't profit from it..."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Huangmei chanted the incantation silently, even Mu Lingyu's mouth was tightly sealed by Fuchen!
The two-headed god general pulled out a human bone dagger and said darkly: "Don't talk nonsense with her! Kill this little girl first!"

"Wait a minute!" The one-eyed doctor suddenly stopped: "Don't forget. There are still two people who haven't appeared yet. Do you know the attitude of those two people?"

The four-armed gambler said nonchalantly, "Jiang Ying is a useless person, nothing to be afraid of."

Taoist Huangmei pondered for a moment, and said: "Madam Mo's attitude is not clear yet, but I think she has no reason to object."

As soon as the words were finished, Li Rumei, dressed in purple, walked over gracefully.

When she saw the bound Mu Lingyu, the expression on her face didn't change obviously, she just stood among the five of them.

Taoist Huangmei took a step forward and asked, "Where is the person?"

Li Rumei smiled and said nothing.

Taoist Huangmei smiled slightly, knowing that Su Ji had come.He stroked his long beard, smiled at Mu Lingyu and said:
"Madam of the pavilion master, it is not yet clear who will win or lose. There are many people like you who expect the master of the Xuanling pavilion to win. Please stay calm and watch quietly from the sidelines."

Mu Lingyu lowered her eyes.She knew that what Taoist Huangmei said was true.The people around the square not only came to watch the battle, but basically everyone bet on the dueling party.

At this time, although thousands of people surrounded the square, there was only Jiang Xuan in the square.

Jiang Xuan still closed his eyes, as if everything was under control.

The reason why he came here on foot today is precisely because there is no need to be in a hurry.

Mo Shu is dead.No matter who the Xuanhu Sect joins the battle, there is no threat to him.

For thousands of years, there have been countless duels in the world that are as highly anticipated as today.

However, Jiang Xuan seemed to have no suspense in today's duel.

He just stood there in silence, seemingly enjoying the moment of waiting.

At this moment, four figures suddenly flashed in the distant woods.

The four of them were all dressed in white, and the style was very similar to Mu Lingyu's, obviously they were people who explained the teachings.

Four snow-white shoes fell lightly on the branch.

Looking at the square in the distance with four pairs of sharp eyes, they began to discuss impatiently:

"Is anyone from the Xuanhu Sect going to fight today?"

"It doesn't matter who comes out first, if you lose, you can collect money!"

"I don't think we will lose. Jiang Xuan's current cultivation has only recovered to the third realm of Xuanqing."

"I heard that the power behind the Xuanhu Sect is unfathomable, and it's not surprising that there are thousands of Moshus popping up at once."

While the four men in white were discussing, a sudden gust of wind blew up in the square.

The noisy square suddenly fell silent, only the whistling wind could be heard.

Jiang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looking directly at the spot in front of him.

A crack opened out of thin air in the center of the square, as if a vent had been opened, and a faint purple air wafted out faintly.

The wind blew on people's faces, and everyone's expression changed subtly, and their gazes all turned to the same place in unison.

After a while, a young man wearing a bronze fox mask slowly walked out of the gap and appeared in everyone's sight.

Jiang Xuan's withered lips moved slightly, and slowly spit out two words:
"It's you?"

(End of this chapter)