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065, the end of the bloodshed

065, blood will end when the killing robbery is over

In the south of Zhixu Kingdom, there is a lonely cliff among the continuous mountains and ridges of the Hengduan Mountains in Qiongzhou. On this day, two people stood opposite the cliff. One was an old monk, and the other was gentle and graceful, and was talking to the monk: "San Young Master, you come to the south at night with Qi Rong in front of you, what's the matter with me?"

The third young monk: "I am entrusted by the leader of the Mei League, and did not protect the girl Qingchen. She may be suffering now, and the donor Bai Shaoliu is also injured."

Mr. Mei was shocked: "Qingchen's martial arts skills are the best in the world. If you use your cultivation to help you, why would something happen in Wuyou? Two days ago, she posted a post to kill Hong Hequan. I already know that although I can't intervene in helping her kill people, are you still afraid of those sluts?"

The Third Young Master: "The leader doesn't know anything, and Hong Hequan's group may have another origin. I can already conclude that he is not a simple martial arts warrior, and most of the magic he has learned is derived from the "White Lotus Secret Book" which is in the folk among the ancient White Lotus Sect. That's fine, but when I rushed to Hong Hequan's stronghold with Qingchen, there was a mysterious master in secret who was also set up an ambush in the audience..." He carefully explained the scene that happened that day from beginning to end.

After hearing this, Mr. Mei looked deep: "Do you know who the attacker was?"

The third young monk: "Shame, I don't know who took action, nor did I recognize the magic of which sect."

Mr. Mei: "If you lose, you will lose. You don't know who you are defeated? Forget it, you can't blame you if you are not as skilled as others. If you have a purple gold bowl in your hand, can't you resist the white light spell?"

The third young monk: "Although the magic weapon is wonderful, I have not become a great weapon. I can't protect my purple gold bowl, but I can't cover everyone present. I can only escape with the man and the woman, but unfortunately I can't save Qingchen. Uncle Master, is your Qingming Mirror by your side?"

Mr. Mei: "Monkey Sha, you suddenly don't call me the leader but call me uncle. You must beg me for something. Qingming Jing is right beside you, so let me say something." The third young monk called Mr. Mei, and Mr. Mei also called him the Sha monk because the two words "Three Young Master" together are one Sha. Mr. Mei also called him the same name when he was a child.

The third young monk: "The Qingming Mirror shines through the mountains and rivers. I want to know what the whereabouts of Miss Qingchen is, whether it is life or death? Even if her body has destroyed a ray of fragrant soul, where will she be held?"

Mr. Mei took out a bronze mirror the size of a palm from his arms. One side was as bright as new, and the other side was carved with various lifelike auspicious beast totems. He sighed and said, "Although the Qingming Mirror is a magical weapon, my cultivation is not omnipotent and omnipotent. The great magical powers should be guided by opportunities. Do you have her relics around you?"

The third young monk: "Yes, this purple gold spear is it! I later went to the forest and dug out the purple gold spear several feet from the rocks. After she rushed into the enemy's formation, she finally shot and killed one person. The gun passed through the chest and sank into the rocks. I found it back."

The third young monk was holding a spear two feet in his hand. Qingchen's purple gold spear was still intact, but the red tassel at the tip of the spear was gone, and it looked like a spear. Mr. Mei took the spear and waved it, and a purple light shot out. He waved his hand and slowly rotated and rose to the sky. Mr. Mei raised the Qingming Mirror with his hand and aimed it at the purple gold spear. The mirror seemed to have a strange suction force, which attracted the light surrounding the purple gold spear. The light was also bright all around the mirror. Only a moment of casting the spell, he then put away the Qingming Mirror and waved to take back the purple gold spear.

"How is it, where is she?" asked the third young monk anxiously.

Mr. Mei shook his head: "No trace!"

"How is this possible? Is it because both body and spirit are destroyed?" The voice of the third young monk was already trembling.

Mr. Mei: "It happened two days ago, and she could not have been reborn in the cycle of reincarnation. Either her body and spirit were destroyed, or there was another possibility."

The Three Young Master: "What's the possibility?"

Mr. Mei: "The use of the Qingming Mirror Artifact is mainly to operate the mountains and rivers of Kunlun nine thousand miles, so it has great magical powers that can illuminate all directions. If she is outside Kunlun, I will not be able to find it with the magic mirror."

The Third Young Master: "Outside Kunlun? Did she leave Kunlun Continent and go overseas?... Uncle Master, I want to ask you something!"

Mr. Mei: "You are not my disciple. I have no right to interfere where you want to go. If you want to find someone overseas, you should know your master."

The third young monk: "No, I heard that Uncle Master has a Tianxing Black Jade. As long as it is crushed, it can awaken the spiritual consciousness sealed by the living immortal Wangqing. Can Uncle Master give me the Tianxing Black Jade? I will take it to Wuyouken to ask Senior Feng Junzi."

Mr. Mei's face was solemn: "There is only one of the Heavenly Strike Mo Yu in the world. It can call my immortal master to awaken his spiritual consciousness for one day. You actually want to use it for this matter. What should I do if my master is in trouble or Kunlun is in a big deal?... It's not that I don't give it to you, but it's useless to give it to you. Don't forget that the Seven Heart Death Feng Junzi was by his side, and he could only force her to leave her life for one day to thank her for the affection for the rest of the life... Forget it, let's tell you sincerely, even if you can go to Wuyou to find him, now he understands it in his heart even if his spiritual consciousness has not woken up. But you can only seek opportunities for advice, and don't disturb him more. He will no longer actively interfere in the affairs of the world as an immortal."

The third young monk: "I understand, I'll go now."

Mr. Mei: "Slow down!"

The Third Young Master: "What else do the leader have to give?"

Mr. Mei: "I see your eyes and your heart is full of heart and mourn. This is not the state of mind that Zen disciples should have. If Qingchen suffers, you and I will definitely be sad, but you seem to..."

The third young monk: "Uncle Master, you misunderstood. I mourn her, not because of the affection between men and women. At that time, I should be the one who suffered the disaster. I was obviously going to cut off the rear, but when the incident happened, she protected me and ran away."

Mr. Mei: "Your wisdom is good, but you can't understand it even in the matter. If it is a disaster, it is also her disaster that has nothing to do with you. If the murderer always kills him, she will not know whether she is good or evil in this way, but it is inevitable that she will have this disaster. Even if she assassinates Hong Hequan Wuyang, if she continues like this, she will encounter today's encounter sooner or later. Although I have the heart to protect her, I can't help her kill people by judging life and death in the world, right?"

The third young monk was silent for a long time and finally sighed: "Thank you for your advice from Master, I really have a paranoid thought." After saying this, he suddenly showed joy and looked up and said: "I understand. Master, it turns out that Master knows that Qingchen is not dead!"

Mr. Mei was stunned: "Why do you say this?"

The third young monk: "Just listen to what Uncle Master said just now!... I know that Uncle Master had saved her with his own hands and enlightened her hard, and he had high hopes for her. Now he is so ignorant. I don't believe that Uncle Master, you can still talk nonsense. If Miss Qingchen is really gone, Uncle Master may have to follow me to Wuyou at this time."

Mr. Mei: "You monk, your practice is not very good, your head is not stupid, just a broken mouth is too broken!... I didn't lie to you just now, and I couldn't find this person with the Qingming Mirror. But this purple gold spear still has its own spirituality and should not have become a masterpiece. This person should still have spiritual consciousness. As for whether she is life or death or whether she has her own fate overseas, I dare not make a decision. It's not my best at telling fortunes to others. I heard that my teacher-style gentleman will set up stalls on the streets of Wuyou three times a year... But, I really can't leave if I don't go to Wuyou. Things are priorities and there are important things to deal with here."

The Third Young Master: "Is there something big in the south that the leader can't escape?"

Mr. Mei: "You are in Wuyou recently, and the matter here is unclear. Xuan Yixiao, the leader of Hainan Sect, was in conflict with his uncle, the head of Zhongnan Sect. When Shuzheng Zhenren came out to persuade him, Xuan Yixiao followed the advice and incorporated the Hainan Sect into Zhongnan Sect without saying much. A few years ago, Shuzheng Zhenren Immortal went to Qiongya, Hainan, and Xuan Yixiao's foundation was stable. Now he is going to separate and independent, and he is not obeying the management of Zhongnan Sect. Although I am the leader of Kunlun cultivation, I am just a public leader who protects self-discipline. I can also persuade these sects from others to persuade them, but I cannot intervene. I am afraid that Xuan Yixiao and Dengfeng will have a dispute with the Zhongnan Sect and the Hainan Sect, so I have been persuading here."

Mr. Mei talked about the conflict between the Zhongnan Sect and the Hainan Sect. What was going on? It was still the mess left by Qiye, who had not become a donkey twenty years ago. Qiye's master Deng Wen was the senior brother of Deng Feng, the head of Zhongnan Sect. He only taught two disciples Qihua and Qiye in his life. He had a good cultivation among the disciples of Zhongnan Sect. He was known as Huaye Shuangying. Although his disciples were outstanding, Master Deng Wen was cowardly by nature. Although his seniority was high in the Zhongnan Sect, he was not successful. Even his junior brother took over the position of the head.

When Qiye left the Zhongnan Sect, on the one hand, because he was dissatisfied with the punishment of his master Dengfeng for making friends with the witch, on the other hand, he was somewhat disgusted with his master's unsatisfaction in the sect. Qiye made great achievements through the world and recruited a sect in the martial arts world and established a Hainan Sect. At the World Sect Conference, he recognized the master's master's master and finally gave his master a great face.

Before Feng Junzi and Qiye duels against Zhaoting Mountain, Feng Junzi and the real person who lived in the world had written a letter to Dengfeng, the head of the Zhongnan Sect. On the one hand, the content of the letter explained the reason for the duel, and on the other hand, it asked Dengfeng to restrain his disciples from going to Zhaoting Mountain to watch the battle so as not to cause other chaos. Dengfeng also ordered the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect not to go out at that time, but unexpectedly, Dengwen, who had been obeying the orders in the sect all his life, came out of the mountain without orders, and he came to Zhaoting Mountain. At that time, there was a melee on the mountain and the master and disciples of Qiye and Dengwen, all died in Zhaoting Mountain.

After Qiye's death, the Hainan Sect had no leader. The true man of Shouzheng was afraid that this group of mobs would not be restrained and allowed to cause trouble in the world. He discussed with the heads of various sects that Qiye's only simultaneous senior brother Qihua took over the Hainan Sect. This order was the head of Zhongnan Sect. Because Qiye had already recognized his master's masters before his death, Hainan Sect and Zhongnan Sect had the same origin, so it was reasonable for the world's cultivators to discuss that Qihua took over as the head of Hainan Sect. Qihua is also known as Xuanhua lay Buddhist, commonly known as Xuan Yixiao.

With the help of masters of various sects, Xuan Yixiao completed the smooth over-the-scene of Hainan sect, and did not allow the group of disciples left by Qiye to continue to have trouble. Hainan sect also became a branch of the Zhongnan sect in the south. However, twenty years later, especially after the ascension of the true master of the sect, the Hainan sect and the Zhongnan sect became increasingly disconnected, or the contradiction between Xuan Yixiao and Dengfeng became increasingly obvious. Xuan Yixiao was unwilling to listen to Dengfeng's intention to derive the Hainan sect from the Zhongnan sect. Speaking of which, the source of this contradiction was buried long enough, Dengwen Wai's two disciples were like father and son, and Xuan Yixiao's junior brother and master both died on the same day at Zhaoting Mountain.

If the head of Dengfeng punished Qiye in another way, he would not have made up his mind to leave the Zhongnan Sect, or the head of Dengfeng restrained his disciples to watch Dengwen, and that he would not have gone to Zhaoting Mountain that time, it would not have led to what happened later. This thought was a bit extreme, but it would make sense from Xuan Yixiao's perspective. It would be natural to be unwilling to be bound by Dengfeng when Xuan Yixiao was able to establish his own business. However, Dengfeng was stubborn and unwilling to think that he was wrong. Xuan Yixiao's idea was obviously an internal division and betrayal, and of course he would not be willing to.

This matter is inappropriate in theory, but from the perspective of personal feelings, others cannot persuade others deeply. Although Mei Yeshi is the leader of Kunlun, some things cannot be said seriously about this matter. Don’t forget that Qiye and Dengwen’s death are related to Mei Yeshi’s master Feng Junzi. If he says severely, Xuan Yixiao can completely retort: ​​“Feng Junzi is your master, you care about him, don’t I care about my master Dengwen? I can’t resent senior Feng Junzi, but can’t I have any objections to Master Dengfeng?”

Therefore, Mei Yeshi could only try to persuade them as much as possible. As for the result of their internal negotiations, it was an internal affairs between the sects, and even the leader of the cultivation alliance had no right to intervene. Mei Yeshi stayed here, and he did not care whether this sect was divided or combined, but he tried to suppress them and not let them start. The Zhongnan Sect and Hainan Sect are both major sects of cultivation. Once the melee started, the consequences were unimaginable, so Mr. Mei had no time to escape and go to Wuyouguan Qingchen to kill people.

After hearing this, the third young monk sighed: "Uncle Mei is just the leader of Kunlun, not the emperor of the human world. Some things can only be mediated but cannot be ordered. If you can persuade me, try to persuade me. I will go back to Wuyou now. How to deal with this purple gold spear?"

Mr. Mei: "You have brought this gun to me from afar. There must be another reason, right?"

The third young monk: "I can't hide my mind from you. Can you tell that this gun was made of the golden crow and Xuanmu, the material of the magical artifact?"

Mr. Mei: "Of course you can see, what do you want to say around the bush?"

The third young monk: "This kind of pruned golden crow and black wood is rare in the world. As far as I know, I am afraid that only Yu Cangwu, the head of the Northwest Desert Sea and Sky Valley, can have this thing in the hands of Yu Cangwu. I remember that his mountain-stopping magic weapon, the Golden Crow Dragon Staff, was refined by such a golden crow and black wood. As long as it is refined a little..."

Mr. Mei interrupted him: "How could the Golden Crow Dragon Staff fall into the people from the northwest desert and be refined into a purple gold spear?"

The third young monk was calm and began to speak again: "Miss Qingchen was born in the secular world. She lived in Feishui with her parents since she was a child. I have found out about these. Although the hero Canglang lives far away in the desert, the leader should not forget that the Taoist couple he married was Ye Zhiqiu, the guardian of the Xiaoyao Sect. The temple of the Xiaoyao Sect is in Feishui. The hero Canglang visits Feishui every year..."

Mr. Mei interrupted him again: "There is no need to make these speculations for no reason. As long as the leader of Yu Cangwu himself does not admit it, how can others talk nonsense? Otherwise, you go to Haitian Valley to find the hero Canglang and say to him--'Master Yu, I suspect that you accidentally cultivated a nationwide wanted killer in the world. The purple gold spear is the evidence. Where did your magic weapon, Jin Crown Dragon Staff, go? Take it to me!' See how he answers."

The third young monk said embarrassedly: "I don't dare, isn't this asking for a beating?"

Mr. Mei smiled slightly: "I know I'm asking for a beating, but I'm still nagging?"

The Third Young Master: "What should I do with this purple gold spear? Now Miss Qingchen's life and death are unknown. Is this spear handed over to you, the leader of Mei? It would be bad if I lost it in my hands."

Mr. Mei: "Qingchen has no relatives in the world, and the only person close to him is Bai Shaoliu. Let's leave her relics to Xiaobai."

The third young monk: "Leave it to Xiaobai donor? Or is it a relic? He is heartbroken now, and it will be even more sad to see things and think of people."

Mr. Mei: "But he saw that this is the case, we can't find Qingchen's whereabouts now, right? That donkey is really amazing. He actually wanted to come out of the method of life and death to help Xiaobai and lose his body and suffer the disaster. The heavenly disaster in his practice has passed, but the disaster in the world is ultimately inevitable, and he needs to face it himself."

The third young monk: "I understand what Uncle Master means. I will go back to Wuyou and hand him the purple golden spear. At the same time, I will check who was secretly attacking the Sa family."

Mr. Mei: "Don't forget to go to the streets to find Feng Junzi and let him tell Qingchen's life."

The third young monk found Mei Yeshi's leader in the southern border of Zhixu Kingdom to ask about the matter. Far from Wuyou City, northeast of Zhixu Kingdom, there were two people talking face to face on a cliff by the sea, with a cold and hostile expression. The two men looked very strange. One stood on the edge of the cliff, wearing a blue-black throne, and a man with deep wrinkles on his forehead. The other person was floating in the air with a pair of white light wings stretching out his pair of white wings. He was a beautiful woman with flying blond hair.
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