Shen Qingqiu's fan stopped and he blurted out: "Huan Hua Palace? Isn't that … "
Shen Qingqiu settled down the people of Qing Jing Peak and came to the hall. A white crystal mirror more than three meters tall stood at the side of the hall. Apart from the disciple who had come from An Ding Peak in charge of affairs, all the Peak Lords had already arrived. They stood in front of the mirror, their expressions grave.
Yue Qingyuan said, "The news said that it started from last night. At first, I only saw a pile of rocks, but in less than two hours, I could see that it was a mountain ridge. "
Mu Qingfang said, "It can be considered good."
These words made Shen Qingqiu's heart itch. One had to know that whether it was in the original work or here, he had never seen what Xuan Su looked like when he drew his sword. He didn't know what Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky was thinking, but he desperately hid it and refused to write. The thunder was loud but the rain was small. There were countless things laid out in front, and in the end — it was a trap!
Yue Qingyuan was slightly surprised. "There's such a thing? All the Great Masters have sent hundreds of disciples to Cang Qiong Mountain, do you still have the strength to protect the temple? "
Yue Qingyuan asked curiously: "Could it be Tian Yi Guan?" Tian Yi Guan had always been famous for being free and unfettered, and was the most unorganized and undisciplined large sect. In terms of world spirit techniques, they basically had no accomplishments at all. If they had truly relied on the assistance of the Heavenly Monastery to survive, it would truly be astonishing.
Shen Qingqiu said succinctly, "Mm."
Yue Qingyuan said, "I'll hold them off for a while and wait for Zhao Hua Temple's reinforcements. I'll be right there."
The monk Wu Wang had always been talkative, but today, he had a straight face and did not say a word. Instead, it was Master Wu Chen who wiped his sweat and said, "Amitabha. It wasn't just your sect that was nearly destroyed. Zhao Hua Temple also almost fell into this predicament. "
Shen Qingqiu was also puzzled. Could it be that Zhao Hua Temple's awareness was so high that they would rather suffer losses than help other sects?
Yue Qingyuan said, "Junior-apprentice brother, apart from Chuxue and Luochuan, what else do you know?"
Unexpectedly, Yue Qingyuan laughed. "I told you to stay, but you left. I told you to go, but you want to stay. Little … Junior Brother, you. "
After a while, he withdrew his hand and turned around. "It's snowing."
After this wave, there was no telling when the next wave would come. It was unknown how long it would be before the Twelve Peaks would merge together with the Seamless Abyss, transforming into a sea of lava and fire, a living hell. Cang Qiong Mountain couldn't stay any longer.
An Ding Feng really was a good logistical helper. His efficiency was surprisingly high. Zhao Hua Temple's reinforcements arrived very quickly and supported the enchantment. Yue Qingyuan also quickly withdrew and chased after them. In less than an hour, they arrived at the middle reaches of the Luo River.
However, Qiu Qingge did not turn around. Instead, he stretched out his hand, as if catching something falling from the sky.
Qi Qingqi was extremely satisfied with his response. Just as Qiu Qingge was about to say something, his brows suddenly froze, and a murderous aura overflowed.
Shen Qingqiu roared incessantly in his heart: Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky!
Yue Qingyuan cupped his hands in greeting. "Many thanks to the Grandmasters for sending this disciple to help us. Otherwise, Cang Qiong Mountain's thousands of years of foundation might not be able to hold out for long before being destroyed in one day. "
Although he said "I'm fine", it was clear that he wanted to sigh. Qi Qingqi snorted. "If it weren't for the fact that shixiong would never draw his sword unless it was absolutely necessary, and that he heard about the change and forcefully broke out of seclusion, Luo Binghe wouldn't have been able to take advantage of him. If you had come out a little later, you might have been able to see shixiong's Xuan Su unsheathe. "
Receiving the sect master's order, the Peak Lords all dispersed. Arriving in an hour gave them less than ten minutes to prepare. Naturally, they had to be fast. Shen Qingqiu was also preparing to go back and select people when Yue Qingyuan called out to him. "You stay here."
If you have the ability to write 'merge', then write clearly that Cang Qiong Mountain's location just happened to merge with the Endless Abyss!
It meant that the solution was: 1. Destroy the Xin Mo sword; 2. Kill Tianlang-Jun.
Shen Qingqiu specially pointed out a seat for him again. "Sect Master shixiong just left."
Because there were too many people, they had no choice but to land in batches. The two sides of the Luo River were already crowded with people from the cultivation world who had received the news and sensed the strange phenomenon. They came to investigate, wearing a mix of clothes from various sects. The Taoists from Tian Yi Monastery were busy evacuating the common people along the Luo River. Wu Wang and Wu Chen led the people from Zhao Hua Temple to meet up.
Thousands of disciples in the square said in unison, "Yes!"
That was the Maigu Ridge of the demon world.
In the sky above Cang Qiong Mountain, the vast and turbulent sea of clouds was suffused with the color of blood. Streaks of red light cut through the sky. Giant rocks wrapped in flames fell towards Cang Qiong Mountain like blazing meteors.
Qiu Qingge suddenly pushed open the two lattice windows. Outside, the stars were sparse and the moon was bright. Below, the bamboo forest was deep and empty.
No. This was the normal speed of merging. Tianlang-Jun had indeed chosen the "best time and place" to act, as mentioned in the original work. As expected, in half a day, this kind of strange phenomenon would appear everywhere. Within two days, the two realms would completely merge. It was like tearing apart two perfectly good paintings and then haphazardly piecing them together to form a whole new, pockmarked painting.
A Peak Lord exclaimed, "Not even two hours have passed? This … is too fast! "
Damn the Endless Abyss — Cang Qiong Mountain really hit the jackpot!!!
Yue Qingyuan's expression didn't change. With a wave of his hand, Xuan Su, scabbard and sword, whizzed out, smashing those giant rocks into powder. Like thousands of small warm particles after an explosion of fireworks.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener did. Shen Qingqiu's cheeks hurt. He faked a smile and said, "How is that possible."
Yue Qingyuan turned his head and said, "Qing-qiu-shidi, you should also go to the Luo River."
Suddenly, two light laughs came from the side. A clear and elegant voice said politely, "I don't deserve your help. If I must say, I'm just helping Shizun. "
He picked up the teapot on the table. Ming Fan hurried over to help, but was signaled not to interfere. Shen Qingqiu personally poured tea for everyone. Qiu Qingge finally sat down, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said nothing.
Wu Wang's expression became more and more unsightly. Great Master Wu Chen saw that he still didn't speak and could only continue speaking. He said, "This … is really hard to say. I didn't rely on my own strength, but borrowed the help of others. "
Qiu Qingge drank a third of his tea and lowered his eyelashes. "Since you're back, stay. Don't leave."
Sitting to the side, Mu Qingfang, who was tucking in his sleeves, said casually, "That's also if we can take care of him."
Qiu Qingge stood with his arms crossed, holding Cheng Luan in his hand. He said, "So we have to go even faster."
It was clearly a warning out of concern, but he had to say it so rudely, just short of jumping up and grabbing the back of Shen Qingqiu's neck. A room full of people gathered around, watching the joke, drinking tea, and eating melon seeds (Why didn't Liu Mingyan take off her veil when eating melon seeds?). Shen Qingqiu was finally afraid of her and hurriedly changed the subject. "Zhangmen-shixiong, how is it? Are the injuries from last time all healed?"
Above this scene, a dark, gloomy, and treacherous mountain ridge emerged from the clouds, filled with caves. Like a pitch-black skull full of holes, it crawled out of the rolling black clouds upside down, looking down from above.
Crying again. Shen Qingqiu was dumbfounded. He wasn't a person with developed tear ducts. At most, it was a physiological tear. Why was it that all the disciples he raised loved to cry at the slightest provocation …
Wu Wang's face was ashen. "That's right. It's Luo Binghe. "
Shen Qingqiu said, "Zhangmen-shixiong, can you handle it alone? Why don't I stay … "
Without any explanation, Yue Qingyuan was pierced by ten thousand arrows and died.
Ming Fan was touched by the scene and felt sorrow. He also cried dryly, "Shizun — —"
Yue Qingyuan said to the An Ding Peak substitute disciple, "Invite the masters of Zhao Hua Temple to come and help." Then he turned around and raised his voice. "Disciples left behind, listen up. Once the enchantment breaks, leave the mountain without taking anything!"
Ever since Ning Yingying came in, she had been standing to the side with her head down. Shen Qingqiu called her over and asked, "What's wrong?"
In the red clouds that looked like the mouth of a volcano, one could faintly see countless arms and screeching heads, rolling and struggling in agony. It was like purgatory.
Yue Qingyuan insisted, "You stay behind."
What was reflected in the mirror was a wide and flat river, with green mountains and fields on both sides. There were also a few rows of white roofs scattered across the river.
Ning Yingying slowly came up and raised her face. Her eyes were as red as a little rabbit's. She mumbled in a nasal voice, "Shizun, now that you're back, don't leave again, okay?"
Shen Qingqiu was about to speak when Yue Qingyuan made a hand seal, as if to open a restriction and directly seal him inside the Qiong Ding Palace.
Yue Qingyuan said, "The middle reaches of the Luochuan, in the air."
This scene was truly spectacular. Unfortunately, those strange rocks poking their heads out of the air made people completely unable to appreciate this magnificent and strange spectacle.
Qi Qingqi didn't let go of any opportunity to teach him a lesson. "Look! Look at your disciple, doesn't your heart ache? You don't only have one disciple! You only care about that ingrate. Do you care about anything else? "
Shen Qingqiu turned around and said, "Shixiong, you know I have to go."
Of course Luo Binghe wouldn't just stand there stupidly. He must have left long ago. The atmosphere in the room quickly relaxed. Mu Qingfang said, "Liu-shixiong, what are you looking at?"
The Sect Leader was going to use force!
Shen Qingqiu's back tightened. He didn't know whether he should put his hand on Xiu Ya or not. At this moment, ragged cries of alarm came from outside the palace. The two rushed out of the palace at the same time and looked in the direction the disciples in the square were pointing. Shen Qingqiu secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.
Yue Qingyuan said, "The Peak Lords will send two-thirds of their inner disciples to accompany us. We'll reach the middle reaches of the Luochuan in an hour. "
Shen Qingqiu lay with his eyes open all night. The next day, as soon as he heard the alarm, he rushed out of the bamboo house.
Qi Qingqi slammed the teacup on the table and raised her eyebrows. "That's right. How is that possible? If Luo Binghe dares to come to Cang Qiong Mountain now, you see how we'll deal with him! "
Great Master Wu Chen shook his head. "It's Huan Hua Palace."
Shen Qingqiu patted Ning Yingying's back, comforting her as he explained, "When did I only care about one?"
Qiu Qingge dragged him away and said concisely, "Let's go. He said he'll be there later, so he'll be there later. "
Having finished selecting the Bai Zhan Peak disciples, Qiu Qingge returned. "Then Sect Leader, what about you?"
Everyone in the room sensed the change in his aura and put their hands on their swords in unison. Qiu Qingge suddenly got up and flashed to the window in a flash. Shen Qingqiu's heart was in his throat.
The sound of the bell became more urgent with each passing moment, heavy and urgent. The echoes reverberated endlessly, lingering around the summit of Cang Qiong Mountain. The disciples of the various peaks gathered at Qing Jing Peak from the Rainbow Bridge. Outside Qiong Ding Palace, there was a throng of people, but not a single sound could be heard.
Shen Qingqiu said slowly, "To stop the merger, we must first pull out the Xin Mo sword. It's stuck in the skull of Maigu Ridge. Tianlang-Jun must be there to supply power. "
Qi Qingqi said, "Sect Leader shixiong has naturally been here. Liu-shidi, with that face of yours, I thought you were talking about Luo Binghe. "
This image was completely different from a pear blossom in tears!
Shen Qingqiu chuckled without giving her face. Qi Qingqi pointed at him. "Laugh, you still have the face to laugh. You're the most annoying one! Shen Qingqiu, I'm telling you, it's a good thing you followed your shixiong and the others back this time. If you followed Luo Binghe without a second word like last time, I'll be the first to clean up the sect. Let's see if you can still cause trouble then! "
With disaster looming, Cang Qiong Mountain Sect finally had the self-awareness of being the number one sect in a cultivation novel. Finally, they no longer had the leisure and carefree mood of leisurely carriages and boats. Thousands of flying swords swept across the sky like lightning. If someone looked up from below, they would see a dazzling array of flowing stars.
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