Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

When Feng Qingxiu left Dongshan Mine City, the lame City Lord was ordering the release of the mine slaves.

He was sitting on a wheelchair and standing on the top of a high peak, and under the cliff, the selected miners led a small amount of dry food and dispersed.

The Dongshan mine has been abolished. It is unnecessary for him to raise so many mine slaves. It is better to give the "Xie Lingyun" some face and let them go.

As for where they will go and how they live, they don't care about this, nor are they afraid of their revenge-without mineral veins, the city built on this barren land will soon be deserted, and they will move away soon.

Feng Qingxiu glanced from a distance, letting go, and left.

He stayed behind to build Feilai Peak. In addition to causing disagreements between Taiqing Ziyun and Dao, there is another reason that he wants to save these mortal people.

Both goals have now been achieved.

Although Taiqing Ziyun will try his best to look for him after he leaves, Feng Qingxiu is not in a hurry. Now that he shows his role, his status is different. With Xie Chuandeng's thing back then, no one can easily force him - these When I watched Kun-Lai’s expedition to Outland with Feilai Peak in the year, he made Kun-Lai high and low, not to mention how much the Taiqing Sect regretted.

Furthermore, Feng Qingxiu turned her head and looked at Lin Yu who was following her...

"Don't worry, our animal carts are walking on mortal trails. Without true essence, neither the Ziyun Taoist truth-seeking technique nor the Taiqing sect's calming magic can find you. I have put medicine powder, spirit dogs, and seekers on the way. How many rats come and die." Lin Yu smiled slightly, his confidence almost overflowing.

"You seem to be very experienced." Feng Qingxiu said lightly.

"Precautions for the three major visits are the homework that every middle door must do." Lin Yu said helplessly, "Always take precautions in case everything happens. If it's a prudent approach, the school will be wiped out, and I will reluctantly protect myself."

"Do the three big door-to-doors all behave like this?" Feng Qingxiu frowned, and the trip to kill the door was too much.

"They don't need to engage in sins by themselves. Just hint that other schools that are in high positions are besieging them. It's enough." Lin Yu whispered, "I don't know why, the three big doorsteps have been at war with each other over the years. Conflicts have caused panic among ordinary sects. In the past few years, there have been fewer spiritual things in Central Continent, and I am afraid that there will be another catastrophe."

"What is Dao Jie?" Zhao Hao asked curiously.

"Great war," Lin Yu recalled the records of his own school. Although his family was not comparable to the home, it was considered a big school in the middle school. There were also some classical books left in those days, so he explained carefully, "The legend is hundreds of thousands of years old. Earlier, there was a great war in the ancient prehistoric world, which shattered the entire world, and our world was disconnected from the prehistoric world and fell into the starry sky here."

This is the heritage of the martial art. Although Kun Lai has collected this kind of legend, there is no specific information. Feng Qingxiu and Zhao Hao sharpened their ears and listened carefully.

"According to ancient records, there were many ancient powers in this world at that time, but the world was dark and the stars changed greatly. Our world powers forcibly manipulated the heavens and seized the sun and the moon in another void world. After that, the two worlds overlapped, the world was turbulent, and the earth was turbulent. It took nearly ten thousand years before it subsided. It was only after that battle that all the ancient powers fell. That world was a foreign land of the gods, so That battle was called the chaos of the ancient gods." Lin Yuyao thought about the battle of the ancients and looked forward to it. "It's a pity that I was not born at that time, so I couldn't see the beauty of the generations."

Feng Qingxiu was not happy for some reason, and said coldly: "Wake up, do you know how to write dead words?"

As far as his cultivation base is, what else do you think about the War of the Ancients? Let's give it away!

Lin Yu sighed slightly: "Just think about it."

Then he calmed his mind and continued: "After the ancient heavenly demon rebellion, when a monk arrives in the same way, he will have to go through the great demon calamity before he can become a human immortal, and the method of crossing the demon calamity is not spread by the three major ones. Secret, that’s why there are today’s three major door-to-doors.

"So that's it!" Zhao Hao gave a stunned look, and then asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with Dao Jie?"

"In the following time, every 10,000 years or so, there will be a Dao catastrophe. There will always be such and other reasons. The roads will encounter force majesty and cause huge damage to the Dao doors. Can’t stop it.” Lin Yu gave the simplest example, “When the Dao catastrophe was approaching ten thousand years ago, the four great came to try their best to monitor the world, eliminate dissidents, and strengthen their strength, but they were still risen by the Great Profound and unified the world. Destroying the human domain door is the biggest Dao tribulation so far. As a result, one door-to-door has been destroyed, and countless ordinary sects are cut off. Only the three door-to-doors and some of the sects protected by them are left. The world Taoist books collected by Daxuan are also destroyed At the time of the country, it was burned to the ground by the great sacrifices at the time, and the turmoil in the world was barely calmed down after hundreds of years of turmoil."

Zhao Hao also heard about Daxuan’s things, but more often he heard about Daxuan’s various evil legends, and he was bullied by the door. At this time, he heard about Daxuan for a while: “How can such a bullish country come? Extinct?"

Lin Yu introduced him to the glorious deeds of the last emperor of Daxuan. To be honest, he also admired the last emperor of Daxuan, the twelve immortals. It was the time when the human race was the most domineering. When his luck is on the rise, he can actually finish such a powerful dynasty alone, which can be regarded as a kind of ability.

Zhao Hao was so angry that he scolded the emperor to relieve his anger.

"Now is the time of ten thousand years, and the secrets are gloomy, so all the big sects are fighting secretly. The disciples are cultivated to resist the robbery. The spiritual things are not enough, and they attack and fight each other. In fact, hundreds of years ago, Zhongzhou I haven't fished like this before." Lin Yu sighed. His family was the martial art who was shot in this competition.

Zhao Hao finally understood: "They accept so many disciples, do they want to send them to death?"

Lin Yu chuckled softly: "Otherwise, wouldn't you always want to do good deeds?"

"Can't they, like Daxuan, unite to open up the frontiers and expand the land?" Zhao Hao looked disdainful.

"Back then, Daxuan did too much. When he conquered a Qingqiu fox clan to gain a profit, he was arrogant. He claimed that'twelve immortals will destroy all the demon saints, and Daxuan will undefeated and flatten the demon's nest.' Lin Yu shook his head, "On the contrary, it hurt the vitality of the human race. It has not been restored yet, and there is even an unwritten rule. If someone is allowed to set foot in the land of the demon saint, it will inevitably lead the surrounding demon saint groups to attack."

The only thing that is not afraid of this rule is that Ji Yun, the master of punishment, came. Back then, he went to Outland and tried the world with his sword. A few demon saints came to kneel along the way, but that Shangxian had always been at odds with the three main entrances. There is no reason to help them.

Speaking of this, Lin Yu glanced at Feng Qingxiu, and then slowly said: "It is also because of this that he came to fight for Master Xie’s Feilaifeng. If there is Feilaifeng, he can bring a large number of monks into the outer domain without life. Worry, if you have a peak, there will be one more way out."

"So awesome!" Zhao Hao was so envious, and said to Feng Qingxiu, "Thank you brother, if you can, how about making me a Feilaifeng? I will pay it back later..."

"Let's talk about it later." Feng Qingxiu chuckled and turned to look out of the car window.

This animal cart was large and luxurious, and it was pulled by two extraordinary tigers and ferocious beasts. The speed was so fast that it was not worse than the speed of the foundation-building cultivator.

The scenery outside the window flew by, and suddenly, sitting on a tall mountain in the distance came into view.

The peaks are tall and straight, independent from the world, like a pillar of heaven, and like a young man standing quietly in the heaven and the earth, the mountains are rugged with strange rocks, white cranes and birds hovering, and immortal spirits are full.

When Feng Qingxiu was appreciating, she felt her chest was hot and too late to react. There was already a paper man flying out of the window with the wind.

Master! Feng Qingxiu stood up suddenly and quickly followed.

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When Feng Qingxiu found the master by virtue of his spiritual thoughts, he was standing quietly in front of a desolate house.

The courtyard is large and shady, with heavy doors and closed meridians, and the copper ring on the door has soft and shiny patina, as if someone is rubbing it every day.

The word "Jifu" on the plaque is as bright as the old one, as if the lacquer has just been painted.

Ji Yunlai stood quietly in front of the door, looking up at the plaque on the door, with a blank expression.

He gently raised his hand, and the heavy door opened silently.

He slowly closed his eyes and opened them again.

Not far from him, many phantoms suddenly appeared. It was a group of mortals of different ages and genders. They were relatives and were seeing off a teenager.

The young man wore a short linen short clothes and leggings, showing a slender and tall figure, but the appearance of a fourteen or five-year-old has a different kind of stability.

"Ayun, you have great luck. Our small town is holding you back." The old man in the lead shook the young man's hand with a serious and persevering look. "The Yunshan faction is far away. Be careful when you arrive. Send a letter from home, old man, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will give you a letter as soon as I get there." The boy promised, "You also guarantee your body, and I will visit you often."

"It's dangerous outside, don't just trust others!" the old man muttered, unwilling to let go. "If you are missing something, send a letter. The family will prepare for you. Life is the most important thing, but you can't do it casually..."

"Okay, father, if you go on, it's going to be dark," a middle-aged man nearby said with a smile, "The mountain road is so far, it's not easy to get out at night."

"Well, you go quickly, it's dark and dangerous." The old man let go of his hand reluctantly, and handed a heavy burden, "Take these."

The young man nodded, took the burden, and kowtowed to the old man to bid farewell.

"Ayun, let's go, I'll give you a ride." A young man next to him walked out slowly and smiled softly. The moon was breezy, the scenery was beautiful, and he was extremely elegant.

"Well, thank you Uncle." The boy raised his head, when he was just youthful, his brows were slightly curved, his smile was bright, and he didn't lose the spring.