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64 Chapter 64
The sixty-fourth chapter, the battle between the immortals and the Buddha, escaped
Zheng Zhenzhen ran to Jieshan on the white snow, and Aman should still be waiting for her. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"
Maybe Yun Qing is also there?
Not long ago, she brought back a page of paper that Yun Qing gave her to Mianfeng Gallery, but she failed to meet Jinghua and Jiuhuan. In the past few days, Shenyinmen Qingxuzi has been recuperating in Mianfeng Corridor. The two of them have a lot of things to do and are also under a lot of pressure, so they don't appear in front of her often.
Zheng Zhenzhen put the piece of paper on the Jinghua case, and told Xiaodaotong to tell her if he encountered Jinghua.
Before she left, she glanced at the cold pool one last time, as well as the lush peach blossom trees on the edge of the cold pool. The branches and leaves of the peach tree rustled in the wind, and the fallen leaves curled up and fell into the cold pool, condensing into an early spring with silent ripples. Here, she and Jiuhuan, Jinghua and other seniors who entered the Dao also laughed and laughed, comprehending Dao and Dharma. But now she has to leave.
Zheng Zhen really felt a little reluctant to give up. The seniors in Mianfeng Gallery were very kind to her and never scolded her for her poor comprehension ability. The peaceful and peaceful Mianfeng Corridor is more suitable for her practice.
But Zheng Zhen really had no choice.
It was a mistake for her to enter the Mianfeng Gallery with deceit at first, and it is even more wrong for her to defect to the Mianfeng Gallery now. At this moment, Zheng Zhenzhen understands a little. At the beginning, when she left Ci'an City under Yun Qing's half-coercion and half-lure, maybe she was destined to make some mistakes.
But it's not that there is no chance to make up for it, as Yun Qing told her, everything owed will be repaid in the end. Under heaven, no one can escape.
Zheng Zhenzhen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no confusion and fear.
She ran fast in the wind and snow, and since this was the path she chose by herself, there was no reason to give up halfway.
Just when she and Aman met and the two started walking towards the extreme north, Jinghua finally returned to her room.
"Senior Jinghua, Senior Sister Zheng Zhenzhen has left something for you." When Xiao Daotong saw her coming back, he immediately greeted her and said.
Jinghua frowned, she felt that the word "stay" was a little out of place.
"What about her?"
Xiao Daotong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and hurriedly said, "I don't know."
Jinghua's brows furrowed even tighter, and she walked to the case, where a thin black sheet of paper was placed. Jinghua played a series of detection techniques on it, but the paper did not respond, and still lay quietly on the case.
She stepped forward and twisted the paper, there was a subtle infuriating flow on the black page, and it looked like a very pure magic way infuriating. Jinghua has never noticed the aura of magic in Zheng Zhenzhen. Where did this piece of paper come from?
This Demonic Dao True Qi seems to be continuously circulating according to a certain trajectory, and the fluctuations are very subtle, but it cannot be concealed from Jinghua, a person with a profound cultivation base. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post" She carefully sensed the infuriating energy on the piece of paper, and was finally surprised to find that this thing actually flowed into two fragments of text.
The first half kills and devours people, and the second half becomes Buddha.
Jing Hua tightened her hands and narrowed her eyes.
"The opportunity has come."
"What chance?" Jiuhuan leaned lazily at the door and glanced inside, "Yo, something from the magic way?"
Jing Hua said quickly: "Senior sister, there are three things now, I will tell you from beginning to end according to their importance."
"Huh?" Jiuhuan took a long sip of wine before he could figure out the situation.
Jinghua rushed up and grabbed her wine jar, and said solemnly and excitedly: "First, we can send troops to Jieshan, and the reason is in my hands."
Jiuhuan almost spit out a sip of wine: "Huh?"
"Second, the direct descendant of the magic path has appeared in Nanfeng University. Now the two immortals and demons want to intervene in the Nine Ming Rebellion, we must make a choice."
This time Jiuhuan's expression also began to become serious. Shenyinmen was in Beichuan University. Although it took a lot of effort to come here, it was not impossible, but the magic way was different. The magic road is separated by countless islands and even a world from the Southern Continent. They have tossed so much to come to the South Wind Continent. It must be huge.
"Thirdly, Zheng Zhenzhen has colluded with the Demon Dao and has now defected. She may have no plans to get started. Senior Sister, you can issue a hunting order at your discretion."
Jiuhuan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were still hazy, and she couldn't see what she was thinking. She replied sternly, "This is natural, so I'll ask my junior sister to worry about the expedition."
"Now that Qingxuzi is here with us, the timing is the best. The time of his departure is uncertain. I suggest that Jieshan be removed immediately."
"Okay." Jiuhuan nodded, turned and walked out of the room, before leaving, he didn't forget to take the wine jar back from Jinghua's hand.
When she passed the peach tree, she laughed and threw the wine jar upwards. The crystal droplets of wine reflected a little peach red, and the sky was full of brilliant water and flowers. She was dipped in peach blossom wine, her cloud bun hung loosely, and she was dressed in a soft and beautiful palace attire.
Picturesque scenery, beautiful flowers.
It's a pity that this kind of flower drinking can only be drunk for a while. The girl who used to accompany her to watch the flowers and drink has now reached a path that people can't figure out.
"Hey, the cold pool is drunk for thousands of days, and the peach blossoms in March have no mercy..."
"The peach blossoms in March have no mercy!"
Jinghua watched Jiuhuan drift away, and calmly began to pass the edict to the hands of the inner disciples. She brought more than a hundred people who came here after hearing the news straight up to Jieyou Cliff, boarded a flower boat from the cliff, and flew to the edge of Jieshan.
It only took less than half a column of incense, and there was a flower boat on the Mianfeng Gallery on the top of the Jieshan Mountain. The flowers were brightly lit, the pavilions and corridors, elegant and delicate, and the women in palace costumes with different temperaments were holding long swords. Fairy robe fluttering, peerless elegance.
The Mianfeng Gallery is a unique place in the Tibetan world, and it really lives up to its reputation.
"The Guiling Temple shelters the evil spirits, disregards the way of heaven, and leaves the common people with nothing. I will wait for the disciples of the Sleeping Phoenix Gallery to obey the order! Remove the Jieshan Mountain, cut off such filth, and restore the orthodoxy of the Snow Mountain!"
Sometimes what you need to start a war is not conclusive evidence, but just an opportunity and a fuse. As long as there is a reason to start a war, any gap can be drilled, and there is never a lack of this reason between the two main lines of Mianfeng Corridor and Guiling Temple.
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Jing Hua wanted to use the content on this page as an opportunity, and at the same time take advantage of the Shenyin Sect to regain the territory lost two years ago in one fell swoop, and even go a step further and take the initiative between the two sects.
She has been thinking a lot recently, and when Qing Xuzi came, she was already planning to break with Guiling Temple. As soon as Qing Xuzi arrived, the time was half ripe, and this piece of paper from the magic way in her hand also indicated that the other half of the time was ripe. The relationship between the two sects has always been like walking on thin ice, and neither will easily make mistakes and let the other party seize the handle. This time Guiling Temple has such important news leaked, which is undoubtedly a rare opportunity in a thousand years.
Qing Xuzi once said that Zihong would become a Buddha when he returned to the Ling Temple, and the elders such as Zihong must have sought a breakthrough in the stupa. And the Huohuang who just appeared in the Mianfeng Gallery is still young and not deep in the world. Right now, he can't compare to the old-fashioned supernatural powers. Jinghua believed that his cultivation was insufficient and could not clear the obstacles for the sect, but if he could take this opportunity to force Zihong out and interrupt his promotion, it would be considered a time for Huohuang.
So Jinghua is willing to attack Daxue Mountain in one fell swoop when there is only a little clue of suspicious origin. She can't and dare not miss this opportunity.
In all fairness, Jinghua is not the most outstanding disciple of Mianfenglang's generation, but he is the most suitable person to lead Mianfenglang from self-cultivation to this vicissitudes of life.
At this moment, two magic circles laid out on the Jieshan Mountain burst out with intense rays of light, resisting the arrival of the Sleeping Phoenix Corridor. But Jinghua just raised the long sword in his hand and jumped off the flower boat.
The long sword in her hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, each as large as a pillar of the sky, and the sharp and fierce sword light swayed on the snow-capped mountains, cutting it in half.
Jing Hua gently landed on the top of the mountain that she had flattened, stuck her long sword on the ground, and said loudly, "Go north, go on an expedition!"
On the flower boat behind her, more than a hundred splendid rays of light flew towards the snow-capped mountains in the north.
Frightening flowers is the source of all light, she lifted the long sword beside her, screamed up to the sky, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Guiling Temple Zizai Cliff!
At this moment, inside the stupa.
"Mianfeng Gallery is here." Yun Qing had already stretched out the hand of the relic and silently took it back.
Zihong sighed: "How could it be... the location is mine, but the time and people are all on you."
"Where, it's just that I was afraid of death, so I buried one more move." Yun Qing said modestly, "Senior Zihong walk slowly, I won't give it away."
Zihong couldn't kill, the relic was the thing of the dead, and even the fate that he dared to move after he was sitting, so he couldn't kill Yunqing and then take the thing. He didn't even dare to take Yun Qing's things forcibly. People outside the painting could see the secret clearly, but Yun Qing's body was always chaotic, which means that she must have a treasure on her body. He couldn't get any favors either, and in the delicate balance he maintained with Mianfeng Lang, he could not be weakened even a little bit as the head of Buddhism.
Therefore, the method he took was very gentle, with the meaning of "if you don't hand over something, I won't let you go, and see who can afford it at that time".
But now the Jieshan accident has forced him to temporarily let Yunqing out of his sight. As Jinghua expected, even if he was in retreat and promotion at this time, he had to stop and solve the Jieshan matter first. Yun Qing has Fangcunzhan and Tianshu, as well as Aman who is outside the Dharma Protector formation. If there is no person outside the painting like Zihong watching, it would be too easy for her to escape.
Zihong gave her a deep look, turned and left the stupa.
"We will meet again in the future."
His back disappeared at the door of the stupa, leaving only such a plain sentence.
Yun Qing smiled slightly, black flames rose up on her body, and Tian Shu drove Fang Cun Zhan to the extreme. The moment Zi Hong stepped out of the guardian formation, she instantly disappeared in place.
The mountain road north of Zizai Cliff became more and more rugged, Zheng Zhenzhen walked more and more slowly, and finally he couldn't keep up with Aman. She has a weak foundation, and her light-weight skills are not very durable. Once her true qi is exhausted, she can only drag her legs and run in the snow. Zheng Zhen really wanted to catch up with Aman who was walking forward, but suddenly staggered and fell forward.
This time, she didn't fall directly face down in the snow, because she was supported firmly by someone.
Zheng Zhenzhen raised her head blankly, and when she saw Yun Qing with her eyes closed, she burst into tears.
In the past two years, Yunqing has grown a bit taller, and looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old, but the other changes are not big.
Yun Qing raised her hand and wiped her tears with her clean wide sleeves: "You haven't changed at all."
It's not that it hasn't changed at all. The past two years have been very good at Mianfeng Gallery, and even raised some baby fat. But her eyes were innocent and pure as always.
"Come on, now is not the time to reminisce."
Yun Qing released the hand that was holding her, and Zheng Zhenzhen stumbled and stood firm again.
"Yeah!" Zheng Zhenzhen nodded vigorously with red eyes, staring at Yun Qing, for fear that she would disappear in the next second.
Aman stopped when Yun Qing appeared, and looked at the two of them with a smirk.
"We may have to go to Beichuan University to avoid it. This time I offended Guiling Temple..."
Yun Qing met her again in two years without any estrangement. She lightly explained to Zheng Zhenzhen what she was going to do next, and then motioned to Amang to carry Zheng Zhenzhen on his back.
The two of them spoke slowly, the other listened silently, and walked little by little towards the far north.
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