"Red Chen Xue! Yuan Wuji! Humph..."

The shadow who returned to the Three Realms Tower snorted angrily, "The Cambrian life has reached its end. Even if I don't kill him, he will not live long. As for you..."

"When I untie the seal set by Di Ming, liberate the dragon head and come back again!" The shadow's eyes flashed, and he had already made two decisions in his heart.

For him now, Yuan Wuji is not his primary enemy. The most important thing is to untie his seal and restore his self and strength, release the dragon head, and help the evil god return.

"Once the evil god returns, even if you know more and have a deeper plan, you can only bow your head in the face of absolute strength!"

After making a decision, Shadow immediately prepared to contact the Forbidden City Yiyu.

Although he had just fought with Hong Chenxue, the master's wife of the Forbidden City Yiyu, Shadow felt that the existence of the Lord of Heaven would impress the Forbidden City Yiyu and forced him to join forces with him. Of course, if there was a chance, Shadow would not mind waiting for an opportunity to eradicate a future enemy.

...

In a manor near Defeng Ancient Road.

Sui Wuju and Jian Shi were with Xi Duanhong, who had lost his memory.

Looking at the mother who has restored her girlish nature, Sei was a little sad.

"How can my mother's memory be restored? Maybe I should ask Fengru Zunzhu to help him. Zunzhu is good at magic, or there is a way. However, Fengru Zunzhu did not return after leaving with Shengru Zunzhu last time. Well... When Shengru Zunzhu returns, I will go and ask."

Sui whispered to himself without reason. With his slow nature, he naturally didn't know that Mu Lingfeng was Feng Ru's ruthlessness.

If it is said that deep and unreasonable is simple, Jianqiu's experience since childhood has made him dull.

Xi Duanhong was now tangling Jian Zhizhu and playing. Jian Zhizhu was a little happy with this feeling.

Because this is his wish since childhood, and he hopes that his mother can accompany him and take him to play.

Although my mother has lost her memory now, it can be regarded as making up for his childhood lack. From Shanhai Qicheng to the present, this period was his happiest and happiest time.

At this moment, a drum sound came from the ancient Defeng Road. Sui raised his head in vain and murmured: "It is the drum sound of the Confucian sect that gathered everyone back."

Because Sui Wudu had been staying here, he didn't know the changes in the Yuli Sutra before. After hearing the drum sound, Sui Wudu immediately stood up, "Brother, I'll take care of my mother. I'm going to go back to the door."

"Don't worry!" Jian Zhichi nodded to show his understanding.

As Sui left for no reason, Yuan Wuji also appeared outside the door. Looking at Xi Duanhong's condition, a look of luck appeared on her face, "Xi Duanhong has not shown signs of pregnancy yet, I hope all this will not happen! Alas, this is all the trouble caused by lust..."

"But now that the Confucian Party Conference is about to be held, I will go to the end."

Yuan Wuji flashed and disappeared. Xi Duanhong in the yard seemed to feel something. He glanced at the place where Yuan Wuji disappeared, but there was no one there, so he could only mutter "strange".

...

And within the ancient path of virtue and style, the king is in the heavens, and Ji Xuangu takes his orders to return to the five paths of Haozheng.

Not long after, the Master of Destiny finally woke up and revealed the cruel facts.

"The few people who survived the Dragon Swordsman were polluted by the evil spirits of the Eight-Tian Qi and died in a turmoil. Only I was left. Now, the dragon head has returned and the evil spirits are released again. Even if you have the suppression of your holy energy, I may not be able to hold on for long."

Ji Xuangu also nodded slightly and said solemnly: "If the evil is just now, my power attributes can be removed strongly.

Now, evil spirits and Jianru are entrenched in your body and soul. If you forcefully remove them, you may not be able to protect your life."

After saying that, Ji Xuangu paused and said, "However, with me taking action, if you can keep your force from using force, you should be able to support one more time. Perhaps we can find a way to solve this time."

"I don't care about these things anymore. I just hope to find a successor to my sword soul during this period so that my ability will not be lost in this life."

The Master of Destiny waved his hand at will. He had already seen this matter. The few people who survived died one by one. The Fengmo who stood at the top of Ten Thousand Swords and his two peaks was no exception. He had already realized that he could support it until now. It was also the time when the Emperor Confucians helped him suppress his injuries.

It’s just a pity that I haven’t encountered a sword material that can be crafted during this period.

After settling the Jianru, Jun Fengtian was silent for a while, and suddenly said to Ji Xuangu: "I want to see the Emperor Confucian Master, and the things outside need to be managed by the Saint Confucian Master."

Ji Xuangu nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Ji Xuangu will not let them do anything."

"Thank you!" Jun Fengtian thanked him and looked at the depths of Haozheng's five paths, and his eyes gradually became firm.

...

At this time, in the mist and rain pavilion, all the branches and the ancient Defeng Road gathered together.

Not long after, Sui Wudu and Mo Qingchi also returned together, and soon they learned the reason.

"How could this be so? The person in charge must be plotted against him!" Sui was shocked and looked disbelief.

Mo Qingchi, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "I understand that there must be a reason for being a human being."

"The reason?" Mo Pingxiao snorted coldly, "It is believed that the Yuli Jing is the son of the Gui Qi Lord. Although this belief is strange, there is indeed a change in the Yuli Jing. It is reasonable to verify the bloodline to calm the hearts of the people of the Confucian Sect."

"Yes, Yu Lijing's life experience is a mystery. Now this happens again. If you don't give everyone a clear answer, Yu Lijing may not be able to convince the public and will not be qualified to continue to be the responsibility of the head. We are not at ease to put our lives on someone who has no knowledge of the origin."

Shen Hengzhi also stood up and said loudly.

At this time, because Jun Fengtian and Ji Xuangu were not in the hall, the few of them spoke unscrupulously.

"Can you listen to me?"

Mu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, and after everyone calmed down, he said again: "If you have anything to do, you might as well wait for Master Yu to wake up. At that time, there will be two nobles, Dharma Confucianism and Saint Confucianism, and you will definitely give you an answer."

"Hmph, who doesn't know that the Dharma Religious Master has a close relationship with Yu Lijing? Now even the Saint Religious Master is protecting him. This reply may not convince everyone!"

Shen Hengzhi spoke again. He had been to the ancient Defeng Tao before, so he was more familiar with some things in the ancient Defeng Tao than others. Especially when he first broke into the Five Dao of Haozheng against the Battle of the Law and Confucianism, although he was not strong enough, it can also be seen that the Law and Confucianism must have let the water on the Yulijing.

This can be seen from the Yuli Jing's respectful attitude towards the Dharma and Confucianism. Although Yuli Jing also respects other masters, it is very different from facing the Lord Fengtian.

"Even the origin of the Saint Confucian scholar is as mysterious, I saw that the ancient Defeng Road has become a sieve." At this time, Zuo Qiumo suddenly inserted.

In the current ancient Defeng Dao, the three branches of the three sides force the palace together, and there are signs of civil strife.

As a spy placed in the Confucian Sect in the Yan Luo Ghost Prison, Zuo Qiumo naturally did not mind going with the flow, letting the Confucian Sect split and clearing obstacles for the future great cause of the ghost clan.

"What are you talking about?" Yun Wanggui waited for Zuo Qiumo and snorted angrily, "The Holy Confucian Master is the Emperor Confucian Master personally recognized it. He had killed the ghosts who planned to plot against my Confucianism in one fell swoop, the deputy body of Renjue Yue and Di Ming, how can you be doubted?"

"Ha! Defeng Ancient Road is becoming more and more domineering. Can't you even express your doubts?" Zuo Qiumo sneered and said sneer.

"You!" Mu Lingfeng also looked angry. Fortunately, he had been practicing for countless years and his mood was not bad, so he quickly suppressed the nameless fire in his heart.

It cannot be said that it is Wuming, because this may come from Jixuan Valley, and she does not like anyone slandering Jixuan Valley.

At this moment,

"If you have any doubts about me, you can just say it back then!"
Chapter completed!