After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

This step of Venerable Miaofa can not only benefit sentient beings and achieve the good fortune of Qiao Wan, but also cut off the karma of monks and demons.

If in this life, he can use his hands to repay all the karma in the past and present, all monks and demons will not have to pay the price for their evil karma in the next life.

In the end, this crime belongs to himself, and is cut off by Qiao Wan herself.

This is the most complete and impeccable way, so even after Ma Huaizhen found out, he was silent for a long time, unable to open his mouth to agree, nor to open his mouth to refuse.

He searched all the ways, and indeed he couldn't find a more suitable way than this.

After leaving the camp, when returning to his residence, Qiao Wan pondered for a long time, and when she finally settled down in the middle of the night, she was awakened by a commotion.

The tent was opened, and Xiao Boyang had a lot of blood splashed on his face, and said with a heavy face: "There is an elder from the sect leading his disciple to run."

Although he knew about Qiao Wan's amnesia, Xiao Boyang still didn't have any strange feelings for Qiao Wan because of it, mainly because they had known each other for too long, even if the arrogant young master of the Xiao family refused to admit it, some things didn't need to be said or even. became a tacit agreement.

With Ma Huaizhen and Miaofa in charge, this riot was suppressed immediately before the riots were made clear.

When Qiao Wan arrived, Ma Huaizhen, Cen Zichen and other elders were already sitting together for a meeting. There were also several photo **** in the tent, reflecting the faces of Gongsun Bingzi and other elders who were not here.

As for Venerable Miaofa, he was obviously not among Ma Huaizhen and the others, and he was in the image in that row.

It is not easy to restrain the desire to kill. In order to prevent accidents, Venerable Miaofa did not leave his tent.

A glimpse of Qiao Wan, Xiao Boyang, and Lu Bihan came in. Ma Huaizhen had a string of blood spots on the corner of his robe, lining his disfigured face. His face was like a Rakshasa. of trust.

As for Qiao Wan and Qi Feidao, it was obviously the first time they had come into contact with this posture. Affected by the solemn and solemn atmosphere, they did not dare to say much, and they watched each and every one of them.

Fang Lingqing silently lost a voice transmission to enter the secret: "Just now, Hall Master Ma and the disciples of Kunshan Anbu killed all those who were disobedient."

Fang Lingqing's face was heavy.

The sword light flashed out and swept across, and the blood almost filled the entire ice field.

The northern front has been completely defeated. In this case, killing the Demon Realm is undoubtedly courting death in the eyes of some sects.

Ma Huaizhen and the others were courting death, but they refused to accompany them. In this situation where the Cultivation Alliance was bound to lose, they could only rush back to the sect with their disciples immediately to minimize losses.

And Ma Huaizhen's method was very violent and iron-blooded. The man pulled the tightly stretched spiritual silk in his hand, cut off a row of heads, bang bang bang, smashed to the ground, splashed red blood flowers, raised his eyes, and hooked his lips. With a slight smile, he said solemnly, "If you want to go, just go now."

The bouncing bonfire was reflected on that half of the Shura, and in an instant, the surroundings were silent, and no one dared to take another step.

Ma Huaizhen's actions released a message: either die on the battlefield or die at his hands.

At the moment of the war, the heart of the army must not be disturbed.

This time, the focus of the discussion among the sect elders was not on this rebellion.

Ma Huaizhen said in a deep voice, "It's too late, there's not enough time, the longer it takes, the worse it will be for us."

"Is there any movement in the demon emperor Jiaying?"

Cen Zichen put down the photo ball, looked solemn, and shook his head, "Never."

"Have you mentioned Qiao Wan?"

Although it is a bit ridiculous to move Qiao Wan out specially, even if Qiao Wan and the demon emperor Jiaying get to know each other again, the other party will not take the initiative to swim in the muddy water for her.

But at this point, no matter how funny it is, Ma Huaizhen has to try it.

Cen Zichen paused: "Never."

This result was not what Ma Huaizhen expected, but his face was not very good-looking. The expression on the man's face flashed, and he immediately returned to his iron-blooded appearance. He continued to discuss with Cen Zichen about the counter-offensive in a few days, and how many reinforcements were available. of.

First of all, Ma Huaizhen ruled out the possibility of Venerable Miaofa going.

"The Venerable Miaofa cannot go."

The last hole card must not be shown unless it is absolutely necessary.

What's more, they still can't guarantee that Cen Qingyou is an enemy or a friend, and they specially left an intriguing sentence asking Qiao Wan to go to the Demon Domain. Is it out of old love or a hook.

Gongsun Bingzi hesitated for a moment: "If the troops on the southern front are withdrawn, the magic flame is fierce, and the Ao clan may be able to send troops to help."

Ma Huaizhen nodded: "That's it, as long as the reinforcements that can be contacted now, please send a message to the elders and ask."

As soon as the words fell, the elders immediately ordered the disciples below to send a message.

The topic of the meeting was again focused on, how to send this group of monks to the Demon Realm, how to send them, and how many troops to send.

The person who wants to send must have the ability to prevent the seal from being unsealed. Even if it can't be prevented, there is still a chance of escaping. If neither of these are possible, then at least, be prepared to sacrifice, not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death.

Even if the personnel are established, how will they go and where will the reinforcements be received? Although they have mastered the terrain of the Demon Domain, their understanding is still incomplete.

At this moment, Qiao Wan couldn't help raising her hand and said solemnly: "I may have some understanding of the terrain of the Demon Domain."

The voice of the conversation was abrupt, and everyone, in the tent, and the senior officials of the Cultivation Alliance in the photo ball, all turned their attention to this bold, pink-clothed little girl.

Ma Huaizhen looked sideways: "You said."

Qiao Wan said as calmly as possible: "Before I regained my memory, I was... once brought to the Demon Realm by the current demon master Pei Chunzheng for a period of time. He wanted to marry me, but he did not restrain my actions."

When the word "married" was spoken, everyone was slightly taken aback.

Xiao Boyang's face suddenly distorted.

It is estimated that in this solemn and solemn atmosphere, a love-brain painting style will suddenly appear.

The phoenix eyes of the Buddha in the photo ball were half-closed, silent and silent.

Facing this elder who was either in a state of being a **** or a god, Qiao Wan was a little dry at first, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he quickly found the feeling and said calmly: "My consciousness has reached the point of becoming a god, maybe It can draw the terrain of the Demon Realm."

The cultivation base has reached the divine level!

This was said by a young girl in pink clothes. Even if she knew that it was Qiao Wan, the shock it brought to others was not too big.

After all, consciousness is the most difficult to cultivate.

Little did he know that his words made the other high-level executives vibrate slightly. Qiao Wan pursed her lips, stood up, and said actively, "Please give me a pair of pen and paper."

Out of prudence, all the senior elders did not disturb her, and thoughtfully gave the little girl time.

Cen Zichen even said something to comfort: "Don't be nervous, draw slowly, it doesn't matter if you don't look good, someone else will help you."

Qiao Wan recognized that the cold-hearted elder in front of him was the one who comforted him "don't be afraid of children" before, and couldn't help but respectfully thank him, moving his wrist, and wielding his pen like flying.

Under everyone's attention, Qiao Wan was inevitably a little nervous, pursing her lips tightly, a fine layer of sweat oozing out of her forehead, and a drop hanging from the tip of her nose.

In the silence, the topographic map was quickly drawn.

The quieter the tent, the more prominent the sound of the rustling pen.

Ma Huaizhen couldn't help holding his breath, and the surroundings were quiet as if waiting for trial.

Finally, the girl's low and calm voice broke the peace.

"All right."

The moment he picked up the topographic map, Cen Zichen's eyes lit up, and he looked at Qiao Wan with more admiration.

"Well done."

These admiring and inclusive eyes fell on him, Qiao Wan was a little uncomfortable, but suddenly felt relaxed and warm...

Although the various sects did not deal with them before, the enemy has finally brought everyone together.

With this topographic map, it is much more convenient to establish the teleportation location, but this map will need to be professionally reworked later.

The opinion that everyone discussed was "Broken Void".

Cen Zichen said in a deep voice, "If you follow the usual method, you will have to pass through the gates of the Demon Realm one by one. It's obviously not in line with the current situation of the Cultivation Alliance, but the Broken Void is different, and the Broken Void can be torn open directly in the sky. A crack, over the barrier, transports people into the Demon Realm."

Back then, the dead men of Taiping Academy and the Cultivation Alliance got in like this.

The problem is that the Shattered Nether is too ostentatious.

There is a big hole in the sky, and you can see it clearly when you look up, which is equivalent to telling Moyu carelessly, here we are.

Li Juing opened his mouth with a calm expression: "None of the Taiping Academy disciples who were sent to the Demon Realm survived."

With this opening, the expressions of the elders who still had memories of the battle a hundred years ago changed slightly.

However, excluding the broken void, what else can they do?

Ma Huaizhen thought for a long time, and everyone thought for a long time.

The end result is - no.

Apart from Shattering the Void, there is no way to quickly drive into the Demon Realm to launch a surprise attack with minimal casualties.

After a while of silence, the elders of other sects asked, "Do we still have monks who can shatter the void?"

At this moment, Zhou Yan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "If you fellow sword cultivators can cooperate with me, you can give it a try."

The man's white hair fell, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with layers of clear cream.

The Kunshan Sword Immortal opened his mouth, and at this time, other talents suddenly realized that Zhou Yan was once the pinnacle of the current swordsmanship.

Qiao Wan and Li Juing looked sideways slightly at the same time.

Li Juan's lips moved, and he said nothing with a blank expression.

Shattering the void, the number of people who are generally sent is not many. After all, it will consume spiritual power to maintain the cracks in time and space. The more people who are sent, the more unstable the time and space will be. All personnel, do not be cautious and then be cautious.

The meeting continued until midnight, Ma Huaizhen spoke in a deep voice, read word by word, and the other monks wrote word by word on the jade slip, and initially drafted a "recruitment of dead soldiers".

[The decisive battle is imminent, if you are willing to serve the common people and go to the Demon Realm in person, you can go to the 28th Battalion to register]

A simple sentence, taking into account the different cultural levels of everyone, is very simple and neat.

The drafted recruitment revelation was sent to the jade slips of everyone present, for people to look at.

Qiao Wan clenched the jade slip, stunned, Fang Lingqing had already stood up, the young man put down the jade slip in his hand, raised his eyes to meet Ma Huaizhen, and met everyone's gaze.

"I go."

Not only Fang Lingqing, but Xiao Boyang, Yu Xingzhi, Wang Ruyi and the others all stood up.

Everyone knew in their hearts that they took the initiative to invite to Moyu, not only for Qiao Wan, but also for their precious friendship.

The disciples of this younger generation have grown up after all, honed from the flames of war, and grown to be tougher, braver, and more unyielding.

Glittering and shining brightly in the cold snowy night.

Looking at the row of boys and girls with blood in their chests in front of them, Ma Huaizhen slightly curled the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "You thought you could go after you signed up. Wait, you have to test your abilities."

When his eyes fell on Qi Feidao, he directly refused.

"Qi Feidao, you can't go, I need you and your disciples to do another thing."

Qi Feidao smiled bitterly: "Master, is the younger generation not capable enough?"

Ma Huaizhen: "It's not that your ability is not enough." He turned around again and looked at Qiao Wan, "Qiao Wan, explain what you said about the holographic training, and tell us here in full."

The elders in the photo ball were stunned. The previous cultivation of the pink-clad girl in the Spiritual Transformation stage really shocked them, but that didn't make Ma Huaizhen rely on her so much? ?

Being caught off guard and being named again, Qiao Wan was stunned, stood up slowly, and reiterated the previous concept of holographic training with awe.

The surroundings fell into silence again, except for the sound of the bonfire cracking.

How bold and attractive is the idea of ​​holographic training and "modeling" by mathematical repair.

After Qiao Wan finished his remarks, the elders of the various sects in the south and the sea fell into contemplation.

Ma Huaizhen looked at Qi Fei again and said, "This is what you should do." After speaking, he instructed the monks on both sides to write down new precautions on the jade slip.

The monks who go to the Demon Realm must have the possibility of preventing the seal from being unsealed due to their cultivation and cultivation techniques. If they cannot prevent the Demon Realm from being unsealed, they must be confident that they can withstand a move in front of Emperor Shiyuan. If you can't escape, you must be prepared to die, and try your best to transmit information to the other side of the Cultivation Alliance.

Shiyuan Emperor Zun has been sealed for hundreds of years, and no one knows whether Shiyuan Emperor Zun's practice has improved during these hundreds of years.

Every second of contact with him will be valuable information that determines the life and death of the cultivation world. The more mastery of Shiyuan Emperor, the better the chance of victory for the Cultivation Alliance.

If you can't escape, you must use your own life to pass this information to the world's Shuxiu and Shuxiu, and build a "modeling" for Shiyuan Emperor Zun.

After a while, almost all the elders of the various sects who had just contacted the reinforcements received replies.

It's just not so good to get a reply.

It's almost always a one-sided, euphemistic refusal.

Under everyone's attention, the Jagged Hall Master continued without hesitation: "Continue to ask, coercion and inducements, no matter what method is used, a group of people must be brought out."

This actually means that after the news of the collapse of the entire northern border reaches the various sects, the current Cultivation Alliance has already existed in name only and is in jeopardy.

Right now, they are no longer available.

After a while, Gongsun Bingzi clenched the jade slip, raised her eyes, and seemed slightly relieved.

"Ao's agreed, Ao Yi promised to send troops, but he... has a request."

Ma Huaizhen's face relaxed a little: "It's okay to ask, try to satisfy him."

But this ease is fleeting, and if you don't look closely, you can hardly see it.

To send back the monk who was sent to the Demon Realm, he had to resort to the help of the Dragon Clan. Even if he knew that Gannan's eldest brother had his own plans, Ma Huaizhen could only hold it down for the time being.

I suddenly remembered that the mirage seemed to have never been returned to Qiao Wan.

Everyone continued to discuss for a while, and today's meeting was over.

Qiao Wan followed Ma Huaizhen and the others out of the camp, but was immediately stunned by this scene.

Not only they were shocked, but even Ma Huaizhen.

Countless torches were all gathered outside the ice field. Countless monks in ragged clothes were standing outside the tent waiting. Although they were dressed in embarrassment, their expressions were very respectful.

They don't know where to get the news, or they have already predicted it.

Qiao Wan's eyes flicked one by one, Kunshan's, Yunyan Xianfu, Cen's, Lu's, the rest of Xiao's, Dabeiya, Qingyang Academy, Chongde Ancient Garden, Fanxin Temple, Taixuan Temple , Chaotianling, Zhanyun Peak... Countless familiar or unfamiliar sect disciples all gathered outside this tent.

The night wind blew their faces pale, snowflakes fell on their shoulders and accumulated a thick layer, and their eyelashes were even frosted white.

Countless torches are like the winding rivers on the ice sheet, twisting and twisting, looking forward, it seems that the galaxy is converging, the stars are dotted, and the stars are shining.

The elders of the various sects present were stunned for a while, and looked at their familiar disciples/nephews/grandchildren: "Yan Yang? You?

"Fengshu?"

"Why are you here?"

The young monks in the front smiled embarrassedly, and turned their eyes to Ma Huaizhen again.

Suddenly he knelt down straight! ! !

In the middle of the night in the northern region, the chill was piercing to the bone, and even a cultivator, with his knees on the ground, was a permeating chill that pierced into the sockets of his legs.

With the movement of the star river at the front, the winding and winding galaxy at the back also began to flow.

This long winding, majestic galaxy, knelt down one after another.

"Kunshan disciple Yan Yang, request to fight."

"Qin Fengshu, a disciple of Yunyan Immortal Mansion, request to fight!!"

"Disciple of Chongde Ancient Garden, Xie Hongdan, request to fight!"

"The disciple is proficient in the techniques of the space system."

"The disciple is proficient in formations!"

"The disciple is a swordsman!!"

One after another voice echoed in the cold night.

A group of young cultivators whose faces were flushed from the cold, with cracked fingers and toes, showed earnest expressions.

Even though he knew that he would die in the Demon Realm, he still spontaneously gathered in front of the tent in this long cold night and waited until now.

In an instant, Ma Huaizhen was stunned, and when he looked forward, the crowded torches fell to the ground like stars, flowing on the ground, almost burning the ice field into a red desert.

Rao is iron-blooded like him, and his eyes are a little sour.

Qiao Wan's eyes were also a little sour, and she opened her mouth, looking at the tall, short, fat, thin, and different-looking monks under the firelight, her heart was sour and swollen.

"Teacher, I..." Qiao Wan's voice was dry.

This girl, who has never been very expressive, has a moving expression on her face and her eyes are slightly red.

Ma Huaizhen narrowed his eyes and looked at her quietly. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly rejected Qiao Wan's request.

"You can not."

"Qiao Wan, you can't, you can't go, you can't go."

"Biyan Evil Buddha told you to go to the Demon Realm. Meng Guangze is your biological father. Logically speaking, anyone can not go, but you must go."

"But Qiao Wan, have you ever thought about it?"

The man's voice was low and powerful, neither hurried nor slow, but immediately stunned Qiao Wan.

Ma Huaizhen said, "It's good to say that Meng Guangze was not rescued. If you are rescued, you will definitely bring him back."

"This way, there must be demon soldiers blocking it. Can you guarantee that you will break out with Meng Guangze under the presence of these strong soldiers?"

The man's side face reflected the throbbing firelight, and the ice field suddenly fell into silence.

"I can't break through, and I can't let Meng Guangze fall into the hands of the demon again. Only after rescuing Meng Guangze and taking him away from the sealed land, it is safest to kill him on the spot."

"Qiao Wan, let me ask you, you can't do anything."

Or.

Ma Huaizhen was determined, and said another possibility that was incomparably cold but incomparably rational.

"And you? You have his blood on you, and if either of you is caught, our efforts will be forfeited."

"If you can't escape, can you watch your biological father be killed on the spot, and then kill yourself with a knife?"

From the beginning to the end, the evil spirit of Kunshan came to the world, never said that he wanted to rescue Meng Guangze.

Their goal is to destroy the seal, or if there is nothing else they can do, take Meng Guangze away, kill him on the spot, and completely eliminate the possibility of Emperor Shiyuan breaking through the seal.

"Qiao Wan." Ma Huaizhen raised his hand and put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and said solemnly, "If you can agree, if there is nothing you can do, watch Meng Guangze be killed on the spot, or be willing to take action when you fall into the enemy's net. If you kill yourself with a knife, I will agree to your request to go to the Demon Domain."

This is too cold-blooded and too cruel.

Ma Huaizhen was slightly shaken.

But I have to make it clear with Qiao Wan.