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Chapter two hundred and eighty eighth

It's the wind.

The shadow of water floats in the sky, and the clear river is like washing.

It can be seen that the clouds are connected to the clouds, the clear waves are colorful, and the golden scales are leaping, and the continuous pieces are continuous.

Flocks of birds with thin and thin mouths, green clothes and green clothes, flying around, biting good sounds, not afraid of strangers.

Jing Younan held his hands and watched Liao Ziyuan leave, then turned around and looked at Yun Xingkong, looked up and down a few times, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Yun, I personally think Miaoyan Palace has the ability to handle matters in the sect by itself, right?"

"certainly."

Yun Xingkong gritted his teeth, his voice as if he was fished out of the ice cave, and his voice was trembling.

Jing Younan seemed to have not heard the deep hatred in his words, and said earnestly, "It's good that it can be solved. Although Miaoyan Palace is not Shangxuanmen, it is also one of the top existences in Zhongxuanmen. It cannot be laughed at by others."

Yun Xingkong had a calm face and stopped talking. His sword-browed up, as if a knife would burst out at any time, and he wanted to pierce a few holes in the hateful guy opposite.

Jing Younan stood there, asking about his well-being, and was so hypocritical.

It was not until the three of them looked as dark as the bottom of the pot and were about to explode that Jing Younan laughed loudly, folded his body, and turned into a ray of lightning to escape.

Returning to the Zangyue Feixian Palace, sitting down on the cloud bed in the main hall, Jing Younan's cloud sleeves spread out, showing the nine-level halo behind him, the Emperor's thunder pool was floating inside, and the mist was filled with blue and purple aura.

"Taixiao Seven True Sects and Miaoyan Palace,"

Jing Younan's slender fingers rubbed the patterns on Yu Ruyi, and his face was sneered.

The seventh true sect of Taixiao and Miaoyan Palace joined forces to cooperate with each other. It was just when the arrogance was so great that it allowed me to work with the poisonous dragon to interrupt it and dealt a heavy blow.

This will hit the authority and confidence of the three great monks in the hearts of the hearts of the people. It seems to be inconspicuous, but when you hear the thunder in silence, it will become the last straw that will overwhelm the victory at critical moments.

The reason why the two armies fight each other is because of momentum.

Next, the poisonous dragon Liao Ziyuan continued to go out, inviting Yun Xingkong to fight, constantly slapping their morale again and again.

"Taixiao Qizhen Sect really found a teammate of pigs this time."

It is related to the dispute between the small world. Even if he does not completely break up, he will have a fight with the two real people in Taixiao Qi Zhenzong. At that time, the power will determine the outcome.

"We need to see how capable Bai Gongsi and Chen Zixi are."

Jing Younan's eyes were faint, and the green air flowed between his eyebrows. The divine light behind him was like a peacock spreading his tail, and his murderous intent was scattered.

Tianqiong Golden Palace Shang Palace.

The mountains are like semicircles, covered with tops and bottoms, clear springs and waterfalls, and mists become clouds.

I saw a pavilion with four corners hanging eaves. When the skylight shone, it was covered with glazed tiles that reflected the warm jade color of mutton fat, and a crisp mountain song came faintly.

There are two strange pine trees in front of the pavilion, which are hundreds of feet tall, with twisted branches, and paved like a cover, covering the sky and the sun.

The three great monks sat upright in the pineapple, and the fragrance of tea was faint and refreshing.

Yun Xingkong's face looked ugly, and a storm was brewing between his eyebrows. His fists were clenched, and his veins collapsed, making a giggle sound.

Chen Zixi took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes turned and she said softly, "Fellow Daoist Yun, do you have a deep hatred with Jing Younan?"

"No."

Yun Xingkong answered firmly and said with hatred, "This is the first time I have seen Jing Younan. I have never met before. How could I have a deep hatred?"

"That's strange."

Bai Gongsi waved the whisk in his hand, and couldn't figure it out.

From today's scene, we can see that Jing Younan was unconcealed by Yun Xingkong. If he hadn't intervened, the three of them would have killed the poisonous dragon Liao Zi long ago on the spot, and there would have been no future shame.

If there is no grievance or grudge, why would Jing Younan offend a great monk at the third level of the Nascent Soul, and even the Miaoyan Palace behind him?

"It's not easy to deal with."

Chen Zixi shook his head and sighed.

There is no doubt that if the independent Liao Ziyuan continues to make trouble, Yun Xingkong will be wiped out, and even the Taixiao Qizhen Sect, as their allies, will be blind.

Bai Gongsi thought about it and said, "Fellow Daoist Yun, if you don't stay in seclusion for a while, you have just been promoted and your foundation is unstable."

“Secret,”

When Yun Xingkong heard these two words, his face turned red and blue. At this time, he was not in seclusion, he was simply staying in a closed door and was just a turtle.

But there is no way to retreat than being defeated by the other party in front of the disciples.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, Yun Xingkong agreed and said, "What fellow Taoist Bai said makes sense. I have just condensed the Nascent Soul Dharma Body, and the realm is not complete. I really need to go into seclusion and stabilize the state."

"That's the reason,"

Chen Zixi responded and comforted him, "On the day when fellow Taoists came out of seclusion, they will definitely be able to get up to the next level, and their worries will be solved."

"I hope so."

Yun Xingkong lost Gu Panshenghui, who had achieved great monks, and his whole body seemed to be hidden in the shadows, with a gloomy eyes.

At this point, there was nothing else to say. Yun Xingkong sat down for a while and said goodbye and left.

Under the pine tree, only Bai Gongsi and Chen Zixi were left, and they were speechless.

After a while, Bai Gongsi threw the whisk in his hand to the ground and snorted coldly, "Yun Xingkong is also a waste. He is a great monk and has a treasure. He can't even deal with a poisonous dragon without a body. No wonder Miaoyan Palace can only circulate around the 100,000 mountains for so many years and cannot get out."

It’s not his fault for being angry. He originally thought that someone from Miaoyan Palace could cooperate strongly and put pressure on Jing Younan, but he didn’t expect that he was a teammate of pigs. He had no good effect, but he was a big burden.

Not to mention anything else, the disciples below all know the cooperation between the two sects. Miaoyan Palace is embarrassing, and Taixiao Seven True Sects are also bound to make people laugh at them.

This ridicule is not a fake ridicule, but a real ridicule. You must know that Taiyi Sect has long been eyeing it. How could they let go of such a good opportunity?

Chen Zixi was not happy, but she was not angry, but just said calmly, "No matter what, a great monk came to Baidi City and waited for the small world to transform. As for a little reputation, don't care too much."

But in fact, Xuanmen is not a magic sect, and reputation is very important. Chen Zixi's statement can only be said to be self-deception.

The upper reaches of the Yunjiang River, the waves swayed against the shore and rolled up thousands of snow.

At this moment, suddenly, in the void, large tracts of black clouds hung down, forming black water, vast and dark, unknown.

The black water rose step by step, and countless hideous ghost-faced faces were intertwined with jealousy, hatred, resentment, and despair, holding up a black wooden coffin.

The oil lamp on the black wooden coffin emitted a faint light, reflecting the pale eyes of the Lord, cold and ruthless.

“It’s here.”

When the Pope saw a cliff, he pointed it with his hand, and the earth and rocks flew around, revealing the faint wellhead.
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