There was a simple Taoist Abbey in the deep forest. Behind the Taoist Abbey was a bright lake. There were seven thatched cottages by the lake, their roofs covered with golden and jade-like straws.
A green robe suddenly appeared on the lake. The Abbey Dean appeared by the lake.
There was a half-collapsed thatched cottage by the lake. Golden straws were everywhere, and a dark red book, ink, paper, and inkstone could be faintly seen under it.
Seeing this, the Abbey Dean's face turned cold.
A middle-aged Taoist stood under a bluestone by the lake with a horsetail whisk on his arm. His face was pale and solemn. He only relaxed a little when he saw the Abbey Dean. He said tiredly, "Greetings, Senior Brother."
The Abbey Dean ignored him and looked at the half-collapsed thatched cottage in silence.
There was a rustling sound.
Eldest Brother crawled out from under the grass. His hair and cotton-padded jacket were stuck with grass. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked a little embarrassed. He must have been injured when fighting with the middle-aged Taoist.
Few people in the cultivation world knew about the existence of the middle-aged Taoist. But it did not mean that he was not powerful.
Many years ago, the Headmaster used a wooden stick to force him to stay away from the land. He only dared to drift in the South Sea. From that day on, everything in the Zhishou Abbey was handled by the middle-aged Taoist.
The middle-aged Taoist was the second most powerful person in the Zhishou Abbey. He lived in seclusion, but once he made a move, it would be earth-shattering.
That was why Eldest Brother was injured.
The Abbey Dean looked at Eldest Brother in the thatched cottage and said, "You knew that Younger Brother was guarding the Taoist Abbey. But you came here deliberately. I think it is not wise."
Eldest Brother replied, "Since the Abbey Dean has chased me all the way here, it means that my choice is correct."
The Abbey Dean suddenly asked, "Have you been to the Zhishou Abbey?"
Eldest Brother shook his head calmly.
The Abbey Dean frowned slightly and asked, "Then how did you mark the location of the Zhishou Abbey in your sense of perception?"
"The Headmaster knew the location of the Zhishou Abbey."
Eldest Brother raised his right hand and pointed at his forehead with his index finger. He said with a smile, "Then he told me."
The Abbey Dean said, "You have been traveling around the world for the past two days, but never came here. You must have been waiting for that moment."
Eldest Brother said, "That's right. Because that is the only way I could buy some time in the Verdant Canyon. Abbey Dean, you have to leave with me immediately."
The Abbey Dean said, "I left a sword at the Verdant Canyon."
After a moment of silence, the Eldest Brother said, "I trust them."
The Abbey Dean asked, "Why are you so sure that I will leave the Verdant Canyon with you?"
"Because I came to the Zhishou Abbey. You have to follow me to the Zhishou Abbey. You can't be any slower."
The Eldest Brother said calmly, "Before that, my Junior Brothers and I had been thinking about what could be more important to you than destroying the Tang Empire and the Academy. We thought about it for a long time, but we couldn't think of a suitable answer."
The Abbey Dean and the middle-aged priest were silent.
Eldest Brother looked at the ink-red ancient book buried in the straw in front of him and said with a smile, "Later, we finally realized that, for you, your faith in Haotian, or rather, your reverence for it, is greater than countless in the human world."
"The Tomes of Arcane is a sacred object given by Haotian to Haotian Taoism. Two volumes have been lost for thousands of years. Haotian will naturally be unhappy. If I take away the remaining five volumes, it will be interesting whether I destroy them or hide them. So, you have to follow me here."
The Abbey Dean said after a moment of silence, "Since you are here, you don't have to leave."
Eldest Brother said, "I am an unwelcome guest. It's better for me to leave as soon as possible."
The Abbey Dean looked at him and said calmly, "The rain doesn't keep the guest, but I am here to keep the guest. You have to know that this is the Zhishou Abbey, not the back of the mountain of the Academy. You risked your life to come here. What's the difference between you and a bird walking into a trap?"
The meaning of this sentence was clear. It was not a threat, but a calm and simple explanation. No one would doubt that in the Unknown Place, the Zhishou Abbey was the simplest. However, Haotian Taoism ruled the world. As the existence above the clouds of Haotian Taoism, the Zhishou Abbey must have very powerful, or even unimaginably powerful means.
Eldest Brother was very clear about this, but he looked calm.
Since he dared to come, he had already prepared his means.
The Abbey Dean waved his sleeves and clouds came out. Between the green mountains and the lake, the aura of Heaven and Earth suddenly closed.
The clear and beautiful autumn sun could not fall.
The autumn wind could only pass through the ruined forest behind the Taoist Abbey, but could not pass through the walls of the Taoist Abbey.
The big array of the Zhishou Abbey was activated.
The Taoist Abbey became an independent existence in the Haotian World, but closely related to the Haotian World.
No one could leave this small world.
Not even the Limitless State.
Because the aura of Heaven and Earth in the Zhishou Abbey had been completely separated from the aura of Heaven and Earth around.
If Eldest Brother wanted to leave with the Limitless State, he would run into the dense boundary.
But he still left, leaving leisurely.
His cotton-padded jacket fluttered, and Eldest Brother's figure suddenly faded and disappeared in the autumn wind by the lake.
There was dead silence by the lake.
The Abbey Dean looked at the middle-aged Taoist with a cold expression.
In these years, the Zhishou Abbey had been managed by the middle-aged Taoist. Long Qing could escape from the Taoist Abbey because he followed the Abbey Dean's wishes and deliberately indulged himself. But what was going on now?
The middle-aged Taoist's expression became a little gloomy. He sighed and said, "He came back."
The Abbey Dean flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the void, leaving two extremely cold words.
"Unfilial son!"
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No one knew what had happened in the Zhishou Abbey.
The field in front of the Verdant Canyon was quiet. The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army had sounded the gongs to retreat.
Today, the Divine Hall was about to win a decisive victory. No one had expected that Eldest Brother of the Academy would appear on the battlefield and turn the whole situation around with a string and a stick.
Although the Abbey Dean's appearance had injected confidence and fanaticism into the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, unexpectedly, the Abbey Dean had disappeared. There seemed to be no change in front of the Verdant Canyon.
The Coalition Army had suffered a series of setbacks. Their own strength was not the main thing. The key was the burning divine chariot, the cavalry corpses all over the ground, and the unbreakable exit of the Verdant Canyon, which made the soldiers' morale abnormally low.
Although they were not desperate, they began to feel tired.
Now that the Great Divine Priest of Revelation was seriously injured, and the divine chariot was burned and blown into countless flying ashes by the autumn wind, the morale of the army was gradually unstable. Ye Hongyu immediately decided to withdraw the troops in advance. It was still early.
The night gradually fell. The porridge pot under the iron canopy at the exit of the Verdant Canyon was only left with the bottom of the pot. The fragrance of porridge had already spread to the field, without a trace left.
The people of the Academy were very quiet, which was completely different from last night when they were high-spirited, talking and killing people. Although only two days had passed, they were already very tired.
Fourth Brother held the River and Mountain Sandbox and coughed from time to time. The front of the Academy uniform was full of mottled blood stains. Wang Chi squatted beside him with a medicine bowl and was thinking of ways to feed him medicine.
Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo were injured by the teachings. Fortunately, they took medicine in time and were treated by Eldest Brother. Their injuries had stabilized and their spirits were much better.
In fact, Second Brother was the most tired person. His expression was still so calm, and his sitting posture was still so upright. But everyone could imagine how tired he was at this time.
"Go to bed early."
Second Brother looked at the coalition tents in the southern field. Looking at the dense lights that were even brighter than the stars in the sky, he said after a moment of silence, "Tomorrow should be more difficult."
The Younger Brothers and Sisters responded, but no one went to sleep. They still sat around Fourth Brother.
At this time, the virtual sword left by the Abbey Dean was still flying in the River and Mountain Sandbox. Fourth Brother had to use his own Psyche Power to launch the River and Mountain Sandbox to trap the virtual sword in the yellow sand.
He could not put down the sandbox, nor could he rest. He could only endure the pain.
No one knew how long he would last, or whether he could make it to the end.
Second Brother walked behind him and sat down.
Since he came to the Verdant Canyon, he had not taken off his armor.
Therefore, when he sat down, the sound of the iron armor hitting against each other was extremely clear, firm and stern.
Just like what he said later.
"It's always easier to lean on each other."
Fourth Brother smiled slightly, leaned back tiredly, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Second Brother passed the iron sword from his shoulder to the back and put it under his forearm.
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There was a bright moon in the night sky.
The moon was relatively dark, so the stars in the night sky could be seen clearly.
Ye Hongyu looked at the night sky quietly, with no expression on her face.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation had been sent back to the West-Hill Divine Palace, but no one knew if he could survive.
If Mr. First's rod was aimed at her, how should she deal with it?
She thought for a long time and finally came to the conclusion that she could not deal with it.
But she was not discouraged, nor did she feel defeated.
She had never been that kind of person.
She was never the most powerful person.
But it turned out that she could always defeat enemies who were stronger than her in the end.
At this time, she was thinking more about something else.
The more she thought about it, the more she frowned.
She thought about it for a whole night.
Until dawn.
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The morning light gradually brightened, and the wilderness was covered with mist. No one knew whether it would be sunny or cloudy today.
Everyone in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was waiting for one person to make a move.
Because only that person could defeat the iron sword in front of the Verdant Canyon.
And everyone firmly believed that as long as that person made a move, he would definitely win.
However, Liu Bai still did not make a move.
Even the disciples of the Sword Garret began to feel doubtful and puzzled.
Ye Hongyu looked at the quiet horse carriage with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
She respected the Sage of Sword Liu Bai very much. Because of the paper sword in the letter, Liu Bai was even half a teacher to her. But she still felt that Liu Bai was a very stupid person.
In her eyes, all pride and self-esteem were stupid.
No matter how much pride a person had, it was the same.
No matter whether that person was the Abbey Dean or Liu Bai.
In this battle of the Verdant Canyon, if the real powerhouses in Haotian Taoism could listen to her command, she had countless ways to directly crush the people of the Academy in front of the Verdant Canyon.
If Liu Bai was willing to give up his pride in Sword Taoism and cooperate with the cavalry to besiege them, who in the world could resist?
If the Abbey Dean was willing to step into the mortal world, how could the Academy be a match for Haotian Taoism?
The problem was that although she was now the Great Divine Priest of West-Hill and was like a god in the hearts of the believers, there were always a few people in the world that she could not influence or control.
The Abbey Dean and Liu Bai were such people.
Last night, she looked at the moon and did not sleep. She suddenly thought of Ning Que.
She and Ning Que were the real kindred spirits.
Only she and he understood that unscrupulous means were the best means.
At this moment, a Buddhist chant came from the thin mist.
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