Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ying was the ancient capital of the Yin Kingdom. Six hundred years ago, the Yin Kingdom's monarch fell and the prince was not established. The entire country fell apart and each became king, but no matter how ups and downs, Ying has been an ancient capital for hundreds of years and a strategic location. , Has not changed.

Tianchuan and Ronghe converge here, forming a vast plain, with slow water flow, abundance of fish and rice, and abundant products. In those days, Yin State built dikes and arch dams on the Ronghe River, digging ditches and ditches, turning water hazards into water conservancy, and making use of the terrain in a creative way. Opening a canal will not only make the business prosperous here, but also allow excess water to leak into Tianchuan from the canal when floods come to prevent the dam from breaking.

In order that the canal will not be abandoned due to panic dredging, the talented and roughly Li Guozhu has also tried his best to use lime, clay and river sand to pave roads and build houses. Nowadays, the sand mining industry in the canal is still prosperous, and the excess silt is still there. It can be purchased by farmers on both sides of the strait, and the fertility is excellent, and the supply exceeds the demand.

Therefore, compared with other countries, the citizens of Yingdu can be regarded as the country's national peace and security, and the dynasty will be changed occasionally, and it will not hurt the civilians too much.

Nowadays, Yingdu is a single city country with the country name Ying. It controls the surrounding plains for tens of thousands of miles, and guards several mountain passes in the western foothills, so that it is not afraid of foreign enemies.

At that time, Li Xianjing, the master of the Yin Kingdom, visited several times and found that several wetlands in the estuary are very suitable for the growth of an elixir called "Luochuan Flower". After years of experimentation on the river, he found a cultivation method. This low-level elixir is very good. It is suitable for monks to forge bones and forge bodies, which has attracted many casual cultivation. Therefore, Ying Du now relies on this characteristic to open up a city of immortality, and the royal family depends on the Taiqing Sect and barely spends the day.

However, today, a flying peak suddenly landed in the distance. After circling a few times, it landed on a river beach outside the city. On the peak, it was difficult to see the two characters Kun-Lai with a silver pen.

For a time, the people in the city were in panic all day long, and the hearts of the people floated. Many monks and dignitaries dragged their homes overnight and fled from the city.

Feng Qingxiu walked on the hurried street, found a teahouse in a downtown area, sat for a while, and called a shopkeeper.

"What's the matter with the guest officer?" The little second looked at him in his early twenties, with an anxious look on his face, and his words were three-pointed with trepidation.

"This little brother, I'm an outsider. I just arrived here. I don't know why the people in the city are in a panic?" Feng Qingxiu has a handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor. The spring breeze-like smile slightly calmed the distress of the shop. "What's the big deal?" , Why are these people saying'Kun-Lai is here! Run away'?"

Their Kun-Lai is sought after by 10,000 people in Xizhou, and it is really the first time they have encountered this situation.

"You said this," the little Er sighed heavily. "You don't know the guest officer. It was a grievance between Kun-Lai and Li Di that caused the prosperous Great Yin country to vanish. I heard that the scholar Speaking of, back then, Kun-Lai’s head killed one person and one immortal in God’s Palace, and the blood of the monks who blocked it all the way flowed into a river, and the entire Huanbo Mountain was leveled. Now Kun-Lai is coming again, I am afraid that he will have revenge.

"This is too much to worry about. After hundreds of years, why do we have to retaliate?" Feng Qingxiu asked in doubt.

"Who knows, but Kun-Lai is definitely not a good person to kill Emperor Yin, who loves the people like a child." When the second person mentioned Kun-Lai, he was disdainful. "His Majesty killed some of their disciples by mistake, but then It has been said that the villains have been blinded, they have been guilty, and they have been innocent. Not only that, but the canal water weir is Kun-Lai’s credit. They created the Meritorious Hall and invited them to the spiritual seat, but they did not adhere to it. Rao, I just killed your Majesty and caused us to be turbulent for many years...Those who died can't come back, and they killed so many people in one breath. Do you think he is a good person?"

That Xiaoer seemed to have been suffocated with resentment for a long time, and when he was asked, he snapped it all out.

"According to your statement, those Kun-Lai disciples are dead in vain?" Feng Qingxiu said lightly.

"What does it matter if they die? His Majesty Li Huang was the Lord of the Peoples, and he shouldn't die." The shopkeeper had listened to a lot of books, and he yearned for the prosperity of the Yin Dynasty. "We Almost every family here enshrines Your Majesty, and these Kun-Lai people must have come because of this this time!"

"Is that so?" Feng Qingxiu was a little bit, but no longer asked.

The little second was very happy, watching Feng Qingxiu didn't want to talk any more, rolled his eyes, and then stepped away from his business.

Feng Qingxiu watched the people coming and going outside the window, raised her hand to pour a cup of tea, and stared at the rising and falling green leaves in the cup without speaking.

A shadow gathered around him, a slender hand stretched out, touched the tip of his ear, and said with a chuckle: "Xiaoqing, why are you angry? They never said anything wrong."

"..." Feng Qingxiu just grabbed his sleeve, pulled him to his side, and embraced him.

"They have nothing to do with Kun-Lai. It is us, and they will not care about the sect conflicts for many years. Besides, I did not care about the family and the world here." Ji Yunlai recalled some memories that emerged in his mind. Since taking back that decay, whenever he touches some old things in the old place, his memories before then come back to it, but there is no emotional involvement, just like watching a silent movie, and can't touch too much mood.

After a pause, Ji Yunlai sighed slightly: "This is also the place where I devoted my hard work back then. At that time, I brought my family and I moved here from Yunlai. It was just a deserted river beach with a sparse population. It’s just a town that has been harassed by water all the year round. The man wanted to regain his country, so he chose this place to start his career. After annihilating the surrounding beasts, it took decades to gradually increase the number of talents."

Speaking of this, he smiled again: "When the Rongjiang water weir was first set up, I was not familiar with water conservancy. I didn't leave enough overflow outlets. On the contrary, the water spread that year even more. After a lot of lessons, I got it right. After that, it took more than 30 years."

"Don't mention back then, I don't want to hear it!" Feng Qingxiu said fiercely. The things back then were scars in Master's heart, and he didn't want to touch them at all.

"You have no conscience," Ji Yunlai drew a distance and said with a smile, "This is the embryonic form of Xizhou. Back then, I practiced here. At that time, the true species of Yunfu also grew more Luochuan flowers here. I just thought of the idea of ​​a spiritual root, and there are many ideas, but at that time, I was in Central Continent with enemies on all sides. Even if these things were just a rudiment, they would be the end of the ruined sect. I never said it, but I didn’t expect... …In the end, it still ends up like this."

"How can they treat you as an enemy?" Feng Qingxiu felt very worried, "You did all those things! You did it for hundreds of years!"

"Xiaoqing, you're jealous." Ji Yunlai was enraged for a while, and every time he saw Xiaoqing's suffocation, he wanted to overthrow Xiaoqing.

"Yes!" Feng Qingxiu confessed generously. He was angry, but he was not angry with the master. He exhaled in a sullen breath, then hugged the master back and buried his head in his arms, "I understand the truth. It’s just that it’s hard to settle."

"Yes, if I follow the normal routine, I should let him go for the people of the world." Ji Yun thought about it for a while, shook his head slightly, "However, I just don't want to."

At that time, I thought of committing suicide directly and going to accompany the teacher, but in the end there was none.

What about so many restraints?

The righteousness of the country, the life of the soul, and the life of the teacher were all ended with the sword in his hand and the soul of the dead under his sword.

"Don't think about it!" Feng Qingxiu suddenly raised her head and pressed the master back to the paper man. After touching the paper man for a while, he put it back on her chest. Someone came. He didn't want any messy people to see Master.

Opposite, a young man with extraordinary bearing had already walked over and sat calmly beside Feng Qingxiu.

His face is like jade, no flaws are visible, and his appearance is even among the most extraordinary monks. He wears a green robe with white lotus looming on his hem, and he wears a hosta on his head. His expression is indifferent. Sitting in this simple teahouse, like Sitting in the magnificent palace.

Feng Qingxiu poured him a cup of tea.

The two raised their glasses at the same time and touched them lightly.

There is no sound.

The green robe monk lightly put a mouthful, then calmly put down the teacup, politely bowed his head and said that it was good, and then left without looking back.

Feng Qingxiu chuckled and put down her teacup.

There was a ring of cracks on his ordinary white porcelain cup, but there were no traces on the opposite porcelain cup.

Putting down the tea money, he turned and left.

Xiao Er quickly came to clean up, saw the cracked ice on the teacup, frowned slightly, still received it in the plate, and touched another teacup, but did not touch it at all, and went straight through.

He widened his eyes and rubbed his eye frames, only to see that the teacup faded away, like a phantom.

Damn it! He shrank his neck, looked around, and left quickly.

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In the Taiqing Sect, the young man sat on the main hall with a cold expression.

"What's the matter?" The elder next to him stopped eating his cold noodles and asked directly, "Can it be done?"

The youth is indifferent.

"I took a look from a distance, they should be Wendou, he just suffered a loss, otherwise he won't be the face." The elder next to him said affirmatively.

The youth is silent.

"Speak, can you win it? If you can win it, let's go together quickly. You can't please your ancestors, right?" An elder urged.

The young man looked at them indifferently, raised his hand, with dozens of deep marks on his slender fingertips, and silently told the result.

"So your Bailian Law Body did not withstand his invisible sword energy?" The elders looked sad, "Then the lossless cup just now, is it an illusion that you want to save face, right?"

"Enough!" The young man said coldly, "Help them to promote the Kun-Lai Taoist species will be sold in Yingdu, and when the goal is achieved, let him leave as soon as possible."

After a pause, he added: "Look for an opportunity and send him a set of the best Ziyun map."