"Will he die?" Emperor Xiao looked at his face and felt something was wrong.

"If he had died so easily, I would have killed him back then." Yin San said.

The ancestor Xuanyin closed his eyes, not sure whether he was really in a coma or had woken up and dared not open his eyes.

Yin San didn't care and continued, "Even if this matter is taught a lesson, I hope he can understand."

Emperor Xiao smiled and said, "It should be, because he doesn't want to die, just like I don't want to die either."

Yin San said: "The three of you are still alive among Qingshan's real enemies, so you should be content."

Emperor Xiao looked at his side face and said seriously: "I don't want to live in the turtle shell for the rest of my life."

Yin San said: "I will solve these problems as soon as possible."

Emperor Xiao asked, "Where is Jing Jiu? Will he die?"

Yin San said, "I can't see that he still has the reason to survive this time."

Emperor Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's OK to die, it's OK to die. If you brothers and brothers are alive, how can others live?"

Yin San glanced at him and said, "It's okay if the guy from Kirishima is afraid of the guy in the bucket. You have known me for many years. Are you still worried that I will sell you?"

"It's not a question of whether to sell or not. The two real people have great magic power and infinite computing power. They often tie the game after fighting, but too many people around them died because of this."

Emperor Xiao smiled and said, "I think this should be very touching to the Zhongzhou party."

The Demon-Suppressing Prison Incident started when Yin San wanted to kill Jing Jiu, so he sent a letter inside.

Moreover, he and Jing Jiu both want to free Emperor of the Underworld.

The final outcome was that the Demon Suppression Prison turned into ruins.

Canglong is dead.

This time the Guocheng Temple Incident was the same. Qilin was invaded, and the Zhongzhou Sect was the one who was most injured.

"A stupid guy like Qilin who has magical powers but no brains cannot kill Jing Jiu, and his position in this bureau is really great."

Yin San turned around and walked out of the house.

Emperor Xiao followed behind and asked, "It's so good that it's a pity if it doesn't move?"

Yin San said, "Yes."

Emperor Xiao didn't say anything else, just felt a little moved.

No matter how fierce the fight between them is, if they encounter external forces, they will naturally go out.

They did not cooperate intentionally, but just a tacit understanding formed over the past thousand years, or even an instinct.

Who is not afraid of a pair of brothers like this?

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...

Yin San walked outside the house and looked at the plaid roof, like a turtle shell in the dark sky. He walked to the pond and sat down, picked up the clean water inside and sprinkled it on his face.

Emperor Xiao’s previous worries were actually common sense in the world of practice hundreds of years ago.

In the current impression of the Taoist world, Jingyang Zhenren has been in seclusion for many years and rarely comes out, but the older generation knows that he has participated in at least a few major events.

In those major events, his brothers, Taiping Zhenren, made many people suffer, such as the Xuanyin Sect that was destroyed by the headquarters, and the teachers and fellow disciples who were imprisoned in the sword prison in Qingshan and died in Yinfeng.

In Emperor Xiao’s opinion, if the brothers of the two return to the world, I don’t know how many storms will be caused by the Taoist world, just like the Demon Suppression Prison and this time Guocheng Temple.

Of course, Yin San wants to kill Jing Jiu, but everything in the world is sorted.

Jing Jiu is not Jingyang, but also a member of Qingshan, and Qingshan is his.

Yin San looked at the still young face on the water, smelling the faint rotten smell emitted from his body, and was silent for a long time.

Why didn’t Jing Jiu encounter his own problems? Is it the right thing he did?

No, if I do that, who would I be?

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...

Jing Jiu and Yin Sanji are good at making decisions, while Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui don’t know how capable they are in calculating and planning, but they are not weaker than them in making decisions.

It was judged that Yin San should have been taken away by the legendary sword escaper. They risked their lives to chase after three days and three nights. They left the town on the banks of the Daze without hesitation and returned to Guocheng Temple as fast as possible.

They want to bring back the latest situation, and more importantly, they are worried about what is going on in Jing Jiu now.

Jingyuan has become a ruin and can no longer live in it. Jing Jiu was arranged to enter the Baishan Zen Room.

The elders of the lecture hall came out of seclusion and led 300 monks to set up the Huayan formation. Even if the ancestor and Qilin returned, they would not be able to come in.

The monk from the sea sat cross-legged in the corner, with heavy chains made of Shenhai iron tied up on his body, unable to move at all, his eyes closed, and his expression was very calm.

The Divine Emperor stood in front of the Buddha statue with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was summoning the Buddha or regulating his breathing.

In order to suppress the injuries in Jing Jiu's body, he consumed a lot of true energy and should be a little tired.

Jing Jiu lay on the couch, his face pale as paper, his eyes were closed tightly, and his eyelashes did not blink. It took him a long time to breathe slowly.

His right arm was seriously deformed, like a sword twisted by huge force, looking very miserable.

His left hand was still tightly clenched, and a faint light emitted between his fingers and a fresh breath that was more beautiful than the spring breeze.

Below his left hand, there was a scripture copied by the elders of the lecture hall with their heart and blood, so that they could slightly slow down the speed of the fairy air dispersion.

At that time, the monk crossing the sea used the Prajna World Palm to attack. Jing Jiu had no other way, so he could only try to use his sword to see if he could cut the world.

Who knew that at that time, the immortal consciousness in the immortal talisman suddenly attacked.

Under the attack of the two, he finally suffered irreparable serious injuries.

The white cat hid at the tail of the couch, stretched out its front paws from time to time, gently slashed Jingjiu's feet, trying to wake him up, and seemed extremely uneasy.

When Zhao Layue and Liu Shisai walked into the Zen room, they saw this picture.

Walking to the couch, Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "What's going on?"

The God Emperor stood in front of the Buddha statue without saying anything.

The white cat lay down secretly, not daring to attract her attention, knowing that she seemed calm at this time, but in fact she was in a very bad mood.

The elder of the lecture hall said what happened three days ago, then looked at the monk Duhai who was sitting cross-legged at the threshold, and said in a complicated mood: "No one knows why Master Duhai did this, and he never said a word."

Zhao Layue turned around and walked to the monk Duhai, and his right hand fell on his shoulder, making a slight sound.

Immediately afterwards, a wiping sound rang out.

The Fox sword emerged from her palm, pierced the shoulder of the Monk Duhai, cut the three most sensitive senses in the human body, and then the tip of the sword poked out from his waist.

This sword will bring the most extreme pain to the monk Crossing the Sea.

Looking at this scene, the monks in Guocheng Temple felt a little unbearable, especially the disciples of the Literature Hall were mostly disciples of the monks of the Sea Crossing Monk, and they were even more angry.

A monk from the Law Hall forced himself to suppress his anger and said, "Senior Brother Duhai can live for seven more days at most, why should Master Zhao Feng do this?"

Zhao Layueli ignored these monks and just looked at the face of the monk Crossing the sea quietly. Fu Sijian slowly passed through his body.

The monk Duhai's brow trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

Zhao took his sword back in the twelfth month.

The meaning of pain in the eyes of the monk Crossing the Sea gradually turned into calmness, as if he had already obtained true liberation.

"We don't know that Qilin will come, we only know that Qilin may come. This is a variable and does not matter."

He looked at Zhao Layue and said calmly: "The ancestor Xuanyin doesn't know that his mission is to bring out all the strong people around him, but I know that my mission is to wait."

Zhao Layue said: "Wait until there is no one around him?"

"Yes, and at that time the moment when the Immortal Talisman is finally refined, the better, because he will be the weakest at that moment."

The monk from the sea smiled and said, "Actually, you should be proud of Jing Jiu. This bureau involves so many big names, Qilin, the ancestor, His Majesty the Emperor of God and Liu Ci, but his real goal is always him."

Zhao Layue's voice was without any emotion, and she said, "Are you sure you succeeded?"

The monk from the sea said, "I used the Prajna World Palm to cut off a tree of Tao. His soul was stagnant. He could no longer refine the immortal talisman and would eventually be retaliated and died. This is the plan set by the real person. How could it fail?"

Zhao Layue was silent for a long time and asked, "Why?"

She asked not one thing, but everything.

From hundreds of years ago to the present, from Guocheng Temple to Qingshan, everything between Taiping Zhenren and Jingyang.

"I probably only can answer this question."

The Divine Emperor turned around in front of the Buddha statue and waved his sleeves to signal all the monks to withdraw.

The monks in Guocheng Temple looked at the monks crossing the sea and felt a little reluctant, but had no choice but to retreat.

Only the Divine Emperor was left in the Baishan Zen Room, Zhao leyue and Liu Shisui, and the monk crossing the sea and a cat.

Zhao Layue knew that Jing Jiu trusted the Divine Emperor very much, and told him what happened later, and expressed his own judgment.

The Taiping Zhenren should have received the help of another sword escaper.
To be continued...