A famous figure of a generation died.
The uproar of the audience suddenly stopped and gradually disappeared, replaced by silence. Immortal Huayu's determination caught everyone off guard, and they didn't know how to face it for a while.
The big shots of Taoism sighed softly, closed their eyes, and sighed.
They didn't agree that Immortal Huayu was a sinful person. For decades, the Flowing Cloud Temple led by Hua Yu had indeed done a lot of chivalrous things, and Immortal Huayu's reputation of being virtuous was also confirmed. If a hypocritical person carried out good deeds all her life, what reason do you have to blame her?
But she was indeed wrong. No matter how many good deeds she did, they couldn't be compared to one evil deed. One wrong step, and she couldn't turn back for the rest of her life.
The Way of Heaven revolved, and retribution was not good.
Hua Yu was destined to have this tribulation.
People of Taoism hated Li Xianyu for exposing this matter, which made the whole Taoism become the focus of public opinion for a period of time in the future, and its reputation was greatly damaged. Although they were angry, they were convinced by such a result.
Taoist Master looked at Hua Yu's body absentmindedly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Hua Yang stood beside the body and looked down silently, without joy or sorrow.
"I once told my master that I didn't want to be the abbey dean. When I was very young, my parents abandoned me. My master took me back to the mountain, taught me cultivation, and gave me a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and a lively and warm home. I was already very satisfied. But Master told me that the position of Abbey Dean is prepared for the most outstanding disciple. It was not prepared for her. My master hoped that I could take over the abbey dean position and lead the Flowing Cloud Temple further and higher. "
"I didn't expect that she would hate me so much, even before she died. Jealousy is really the biggest original sin of human beings. "
Li Xianyu whispered, "Stepmother, she died, and all debts are paid. It's all over."
Hua Yu was also strong-willed and committed suicide. Otherwise, her stepmother would have had another fierce fight.
Hua Yang sighed, "Some debts can be paid back, but I'm afraid of debts that can't be paid back."
Li Xianyu knew what she was referring to, and said helplessly, "The law is never out of the range of the cannon. The law never blames the masses. "
Huayang had two regrets in her life. First, she couldn't marry Li Wuxiang. Second, Li Wuxiang was dead.
"If I hadn't died back then, I would have stood with him without hesitation. Your father wasn't wrong, it was the world that was wrong. The way I see it, it's the entire Blood Kin World that has wronged your father and you. "
You want to say that Great-grandmother has wronged us, right?
"My dad definitely wouldn't let you get involved. Great-grandmother didn't just stand by and watch. It was my dad who didn't want her to get involved. It's not that there aren't any righteous people in the Blood Kin Realm. It's just that they don't dare to make an enemy out of the vast majority of people. Their righteousness is limited to not participating in the killing of my father. " Li Xianyu glanced at his Great-grandmother, whose face had turned black, and whispered to his stepmother, "The treasures of the Pantheon Palace are too tempting. I don't understand why he's so eager to die. Perhaps he doesn't want the Li family to perish together with the entire world of bloodline descendants. When we find out what my dad brought out from the Pantheon Palace, everything will be clear. "
His stepmother had some complaints about Great-grandmother. It was understandable because Li Wuxiang was her true love. However, in Great-grandmother's eyes, a great-grandson would never be as important as the Li family's legacy.
The two had different desires and different obsessions.
Li Xianyu still had a few doubts about his father's desire to die. If he really didn't want to die, it wasn't like he couldn't wrestle with the entire Blood Kin World. The Buddha head was his master, and the Unparalleled Fighting Soul was his Great-grandmother. There was no one in the entire Blood Kin World who was more powerful than him.
The Buddha head couldn't go against the righteous path, but it could protect him. Great-grandmother was even more furious. When I go crazy, even my great-grandson is afraid. Are you guys afraid?
But his father still died.
There must have been other reasons that made Li Wuxiang feel that there was no hope for survival. Even the Buddha head and the Unparalleled Fighting Soul couldn't do anything about it.
Li Xianyu suspected that it had something to do with the Pantheon Palace.
"Why are you still standing here? Let's go. Do you still want to cause trouble?" Dharmaraja dragged Li Xianyu off the stage.
At the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this matter had finally come to an end.
Hua Yu died, the Taoists didn't retaliate, and the Unparalleled Fighting Soul didn't start a massacre.
It wasn't a big problem …
Great-grandmother indifferently left with her great-grandson. When outsiders were around, Great-grandmother always had this cold expression.
You would never be able to see the Unparalleled Fighting Soul crossing her legs, holding a spicy strip in her mouth, yawning and tapping away at the keyboard while playing games.
You would never be able to see the Unparalleled Fighting Soul wearing hot pants and a tank top, with a voluptuous figure, kicking her great-grandson with her feet.
You would never be able to see her occasionally selling her body (usually because she had no money), acting spoiled in front of her great-grandson, or acting cute because of her seniority.
This wasn't the benefit of her great-grandson, it was the benefit of Li Xianyu.
Immortal Huayang didn't leave. She stood on the stage and looked at the disciples of the Flowing Cloud Temple. "Who is the eldest disciple?"
A senior disciple with a steady temperament and an oval face stepped out. "I, I am …"
Immortal Huayang frowned. She had an oval face and a steady and gentle temperament. This eldest disciple gave her the feeling that she saw the young Hua Yu.
"From now on, I am the master of the Flowing Cloud Temple. You will be my eldest disciple. When I am traveling outside, you will manage the Flowing Cloud Temple for me. If you need money and cultivation resources, go to the local Bosch branch. Do you understand? "Huayang wouldn't judge a book by its cover.
"I understand …" The eldest disciple with an oval face hesitated for a while. Looking at Immortal Huayang's body, her eyes were filled with sorrow, "Then Master … Uncle, how should we deal with him?"
"Bury him."
"Yes."
After the arrangements were made, Huayang retracted her wings and returned to Li Xianyu's side. She fed on Li Xianyu's "Qi" and formed a solid body. She didn't hide it anymore and showed it openly.
"Little mother, do you want to go back to the Flowing Cloud Temple and stay there for a while?" Li Xianyu asked.
"No, who knows when the Pantheon Palace will open. Your spirit is too weak. I am worried." Huayang shook her head.
She was really my mother.
After the incident with Immortal Huayang came to an end, the senior monks of the Lianhua Temple gathered together and discussed. Jiese was among them.
He took out his phone and called the Buddha's head. After the call went through, he covered his mouth with his left hand and whispered, "Master, something big happened here."
The Buddha's head said, "I know."
With the cultivation of the Buddha's head, nothing that happened here could be hidden from him.
Jiese said, "Then the Dao Discussion Conference … shall we continue?"
The Buddha's head said, "Let's continue, but …" It was rare for the Buddha's head to hesitate. "Something bigger might happen later. Tell the brothers here to be mentally prepared. No matter what happens, the Lianhua Temple will not participate."
Jiese was stunned. "Master, what do you mean? I am so nervous."
"Don't panic. With Master here, the sky won't fall."
"Then what was the thing you were talking about just now?"
"Don't ask. You will know later. Continue, don't participate."
"What if I participate …"
"I will break your leg."
"… Alright."
After hanging up, Jiese said, "Master said the Dao Discussion Conference can continue."
A middle-aged monk walked up the stage and said loudly, "Let the Dao Discussion Conference continue."
In the audience, the Canadian guy heaved a sigh of relief. He almost thought that the Dao Discussion Conference would stop because of this. After all, such a big thing had happened and the legendary Taoism figures had fallen on the stage.
The battle between him and Jiese was the highlight of the show. It would decide who would compete with Dan Chenzi for the championship.
A battle like this should be the center of attention. However, to Zhao Ding's disappointment, no one in the audience cared about the competition. Everyone was either sending messages or whispering to each other.
It seemed that no one had recovered from the earlier commotion. In that case, let's put on an exciting performance to get everyone's attention back on the stage.
Zhao Ding was confident that he could fight against Jiese. He had made it to the top four without encountering any crazy opponents. Lady Luck favored him. She lifted her skirt to show him the plump woman inside.
Therefore, he had held back a portion of his strength from the beginning. He had traveled all the way to China to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference. If he did not want to make a name for himself, he would not be able to face his elders.
After a ten-minute intermission, his Canadian name and Jie Se's name appeared on the scrolling subtitles.
"It's my turn." Zhao Ding stood up.
Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar. Some women even screamed and danced excitedly. Their gazes turned to the entrance.
A group of people had entered. Their leader was a white-haired old man with a hunched back. A young man with sharp brows and bright eyes was supporting him. Everyone's eyes were on him. The women pointed at him excitedly and shouted, "Li Peiyun, Li Peiyun …"
Behind the old man and the young man was a group of Daoists and a group of Japanese with katanas.
Li Peiyun?!
Zhao Ding was stunned. He could be considered half a China expert. He was no stranger to the strongest youngsters in China. Li Peiyun was the heir of the Demon Dao. Even though he had not risen for long, his name was still well-known. Even if he was not a China expert, he would have heard of him after coming to China.
Wasn't Li Peiyun the leader of the Evil Dao?
Wasn't he a fugitive from Daoism and Bosch?
Why was he here?
Then, then what about my match?
He looked at the screen in a panic. As expected, the screen had gone dark. His name was gone.
Zhao Ding: "!!!"
The two monks went up to greet him. They put their palms together and chanted. Then they frowned. "Benefactor, you are?"
The old man broke free from Li Peiyun. He put his trembling hands together and returned the greeting. He did not answer the monk's question. Instead, he straightened his back and looked around. "Everyone, I am Li Zhu. I came uninvited. Sorry for the intrusion."
"I saw what happened just now. Good, very good. Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. Our Bloodline World still has justice and justice. I am deeply gratified. "
The audience was stunned.
"Who is this person? He speaks so arrogantly."
"I don't know him, but his surname is Li … Seeing how Li Peiyun looks like a grandson, he might be an elder of the Li family?"
"Wasn't Li Peiyun expelled by the family a long time ago? The Li family of Jiangnan is just a small family. But he thinks he's so great."
"Enlightened Huayu's matter is Daoism's matter. Does he need to summarize it?"
Amidst the discussion, Li Xianyu was stunned.
This name is so familiar …
Li Zhu?
Li Zhu!!
"Why is Li Zhu here?" The Shangqing sect leader frowned.
"Hmph, he still dares to come." Another Daoism elder snorted.
The people of Daoism were shocked.
The evil Daoist was a sinner of Daoism. After Li Peiyun jumped into the public's sight, his identity was immediately exposed. The people of Daoism secretly looked for the Li family and contacted this old man.
The old man insisted that he did not know anything. He said that Li Peiyun was expelled from the family ten years ago. The Three Talents Sword Art was a fortuitous encounter he had while wandering outside. It had nothing to do with the family. Daoism couldn't find any evidence, so they could only give up.
The elders of Buddhism and Daoism, as well as the elders of the major families, looked at the old man in surprise and curiosity.
It was fine that he came, but he even brought a descendant of a wanted criminal. What was the meaning of this? Did he come to die? Bosch, Daoism, and Buddhism didn't catch your great-grandson not because you are difficult to deal with, but because you hid well and didn't cause any trouble.
But it doesn't mean you can come out openly, especially on an occasion like the Dao Discussion Conference.
Moreover, who doesn't want the Three Talents Sword Art of the evil Daoism? Daoism wants it to death. The major families also covet it. It's reasonable and legal to kill a wanted criminal to steal the secret art.
The descendant of the Li family could swagger around because he had the protection of his Great-grandmother and was bound by the contract. No one wanted to touch him.
You, the descendant of the evil Daoism, want to swagger around like him?
"But here, I have an even greater injustice, far more shocking than what happened to Perfected Huayang. I just don't know if the righteous people here can still preside over it for me …"
"Second Boy, you're Second Boy?!"
A voice interrupted him. The old man was stunned. After so many years, he heard a familiar yet strange name again. He was completely stunned.
The old man turned around in shock. The elders of the various sects, families, and the onlookers followed his gaze and looked over.
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