If there is no Qi of life and death.

Faced with such a situation, perhaps even though the disciples were angry, no one would stand up.

Perhaps the disciples simply remain silent and hold on with nothing to do with them.

But there aren't so many ifs.

The fact is that Xia Ji fought Master Li Ling who was provoking him, and then his disciples were still defending him.

After the initial horror, the elder of the Heavenly King looked at the young man sitting upright and couldn't help but show awe. This was a kind of overwhelming awe.

The Holy Son can defeat Li Ling in seconds, and most of them can defeat him. Although he is in the True Yuan Realm, he can no longer see him in the True Yuan Realm.

Not only that...

Has this young man actually reached this level of prestige in the Holy Gate?

Has he won the hearts of the people?

These disciples were actually helping him spontaneously?!

This...is a real wise master.

Therefore, the elder of the Heavenly King lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then walked out and said loudly: "Master Li Ling challenged the sect leader, the Holy Son went on a battle, the sword had no eyes, Master Li Ling's old injury relapsed, and he died in the Blue Sky Mountain!!"

The tone was settled.

All elders are human spirits.

The Elder of the Heavenly King was obviously about frame-ups and tying the tiger's skin as a banner, and the thieves in these scenes were gone.

Then, the elder of the Heavenly King turned his head and looked at Lan Yue, and sent a secret message: "You know how to be the ecstasy method? I know you have seen the evil Nine Yin Demon Ceramics. I will not reveal this matter, nor will I pursue it."

Lan Yue was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at the sitting Holy Son, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

She has been impressed.

This holy son deserves her assistance.

And if she had not practiced the ruthless Tao, she would have been so domineering that the Holy Son was as domineering as the king's land, which would have made her heart sound like a deer and roared.

To say a few more words, in the city at the foot of Bikong Mountain, Li Ling slapped himself in the face, and the Holy Son killed Li Ling, which was also a way to help him hit his face back. He said in his heart that he would not be tender without dark pleasure.

Therefore, Elder Lan Yue regained his original charm and nodded.

Outside the hall, heavy snow was falling.

Elder Wisdom looked at this scene and never said anything idiot anymore. He lowered his head, and the scene where the Holy Son's fist just became bigger just now fell into his eyes.

It seems that we need to report this to the master.

This fake guy looks so arrogant and can't control it anymore. I don't know how his power can increase so quickly. What kind of blessing is it?

However, he was still not worried because the evil and darkness in his heart, the master who was extremely self-harmed with a demon knife was an invincible existence.

A man who can even bear to love a woman is really a person who does great things.

Elder Wisdom admires such a master.

But now Xia Ji is too powerful, and he pretends to be respectful, but he doesn't agree with it in his heart.

...

The three elders quietly started to discuss secretly.

After all, the fragments of the "Song of Three Hundred" of the sect leader's personal weapon are all here.

The sect leader is missing.

These things cannot be ignored.

Moreover, judging by Li Ling's aggressive posture, it seemed that the sect leader had definitely lost his ability to move or died.

Although the three elders could not believe that the sect leader was dead, this did not prevent them from formulating a plan.

"Block the message."

"The sect leader has been in seclusion for a day or two. As long as there is no major event that requires him to take action, it will never be exposed."

"Why might the sect leader come back during this period?"

For whatever purpose, the three elders reached an agreement on blocking the news.

They were even more moved by Xia Ji's decisiveness.

If he hadn't killed Li Ling directly at the critical moment, the rumor that "the sect leader is dead" might have been spread.

After discussing the first topic...

The three of them started to discuss the second one: What was Li Ling talking about that could promote Tianyuan to Tongxuan?

Is this thing related to the sect leader’s forbidden area?

There have always been only the sect leader and the saint son who can enter the forbidden area. Should they interfere with the affairs or let the saint son in?

soon...

Two to one.

Elder Zhihui said speechlessly: "The Holy Son doesn't know about this at all, let's go to the forbidden area..."

But, two to one.

The King of Heaven and Lan Yue insisted on following the rules of the sect and let the Holy Son go to the forbidden area to check.

Although the two of them also wanted to know what that thing was.

But the forbidden area is just a hypothesis...

This time the two decided to stand firmly on the side of the Holy Son.

...

Xia Ji returned to the courtyard.

The oil-paper umbrella was restrained, and the wrinkled umbrella surface suddenly slid down several waves of snow.

The boy shook the snow stained on his black golden robe, tilted the umbrella under the eaves, and leaned against the wall.

He thought about his appearance just now, and he really had the attitude of a sect leader. Maybe he was like a character like a devil or a holy master in a novel in his previous life who was scammered.

He sneered, sitting on the cold wooden board, looking at the heavy snow that seemed to stop in the sky.

The biting chill reminded him from time to time that this is the real world.

His expression was a little distant.

It's really unbelievable, how did I do this?

In short, I was an otaku in my previous life, right?

Didn’t the book say that after time travel, many protagonists will become silly?

I am glad that during the time travel process, Daohen was integrated and the vast universe was seen, so my mind and nature were greatly improved. If I saw things like Mr. Ke, it might become a silly.

Xia Ji was thinking randomly and smiled for a moment.

In the past life, the scene of a family of three having dinner in the house became more and more blurred in the warm light.

He was not there in that family.

Some are stepfathers, mothers, and sisters with different surnames.

The piano music circling in the room, the more laughter he was made of lonely.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps walking on the snow outside the door.

A burning red cloud "floats" to the door.

The face of the small furnace cauldron popped up outside the door and knocked it in a blink of an eye. The Holy Son was actually...

Ning Mengzhen turned around and ran away.

Damn, I was caught and asked me to go to fried rice for him.

I am a furnace and a master, not a maid, I am a mistake!

"Ning Mengzhen!"

The sound came from inside the house.

Xiaoluding stopped with a wry smile.

Footsteps came from the courtyard.

Xia Ji walked out of the door. He didn't hold an umbrella or use his internal force to lift the heavy snow, just like an ordinary person.

Ning Meng is ready to cook and wash clothes...

But Xia Ji stood beside her and said lightly: "Let's have supper together, I'll cook."

Yes, I used to cook some simple dishes, and I also like to cook.

The three of them sat on the sofa in the hall, having fun, and I would smile, in order to integrate into such harmony...
To be continued...