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Chapter 290 Purgatory

On Wanxian Pavilion.

Zhen Bingqin was holding a tea cup, watching the tea leaves in the tea soup slowly stretch, and her mind became more comfortable.

"Did you see clearly? Lu Qing triggered the earth fire in the 'Purgatory' spiritual vein. Is it really using the Fire Cloud Dao Method?"

The Jade Buddha stood beside her, nodded, and smiled bitterly, "It is true that the 'Purgatory' spiritual vein was really triggered by him, and he had a vague intention of recognizing the master. According to the Taoist scriptures, only the 'Fire Cloud Dao Method' passed by the ancient demon king Lieyan Zhenjun has this trick. The 'True Yang Spirit Fire' and 'Purgatory Earth Fire' are the special spiritual powers of this trait. Moreover, the magical powers and magic used by Lu Qing are the same as the legendary 'Fire Cloud Hand'. The little monk took nearly ten years and had not yet triggered it, and he actually succeeded in one go. It's really frustrating!"

Zhen Bingqin took a sip of tea and let it soak slowly in her mouth. "When Lu Qing burned the Donghua Sect branch a few days ago, I suspected that he was the successor of the 'Huoyun Dao Method'. It was estimated that he was very likely to go to the Miaoyin Pavilion in front of the Wanxian Society, so he loosened the 'Purgatory' spiritual vein and waited for him to try it. Unexpectedly, this was true. My Zhen family has been a slave to the 'Purgatory' spiritual vein for hundreds of years, and finally he can get rid of it!"

The Jade Buddha seemed a little unwilling to accept it, "Madam really plans to hand over 'Purgatory' to him?"

Zhen Bingqin nodded, "This is a promise from my far-reaching ancestor of the Zhen family to the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress. When the descendants of the "Xuantian Dao Sect" reappeared on earth, they were considered to be fulfilling the promise. Lu Qing had half of the heavenly book of the Xuantian Dao Sect and the inheritance of the "Huoyun Dao Law", so he should be the one who was waiting for."

The green jade beads in the jade Buddha's palm were twisting quickly, "Madam really wants to be an enemy of the Zhenyi School of Dragon Sword?"

Zhen Bingqin smiled, "The Zhen family just keeps guarding the spiritual vein and waiting for the person to come, but has not promised to protect this person. It is one thing to trigger the spiritual vein, but it is another thing to take it away. If Lu Qing is really that piece of material, he has to use his own strength to prove it. Some things cannot be helped."

She paused, "His he engaged in Han Yue?"

"There is equality in the face of the autumn. But the wisdom is slightly better."

"If you face the twelve evil spirits at the same time, what's the point?"

"No chance. I guess I will die ten times in an instant!" Jade Buddha said solemnly.

Zhen Bingqin giggled and said slowly, "The hand of the Jade Buddha, Tianba's halberd, and the Twelve Evils of Dutian avoided it. Apart from the old monsters who were closed to death, I think the strength of these three is comparable to Xiao Tianyun. But Zhao Tianba is the rebellious disciple of the Supreme Ancestor and has disappeared in the cultivation world for a long time. I am quite looking forward to the showdown between you and the Twelve Evils of Dutian!"

The Jade Buddha looked at his slender and neat hands, his skin was delicate and shiny, and his eyes were shining with a divine light and said with a smile: "It's probably all jade and stones are burning. But I'm looking forward to a try!"

Zhen Bingqin suddenly remembered someone.

"Then Taoist Tan, who has been playing the 'Zhenlong' endgame for thirty-nine years, just left like this? Could it be that the Linghui Forbidden Spell Array cannot trap him?"

"He didn't touch the magic circle forbidden spell at all, and disappeared into the vast water and sky."

Zhen Bingqin seemed to be talking to herself, "There are always some people in this world that will exceed your imagination. This is the case with Taoist people, so is the case with the young master of the Qian family?"

As the autumn meeting of Ten Thousand Immortals approaches, there is a rumor spreading to the six islands of Qianye Lake, which is very noisy.

It's about Lu Qing and Fairy Bing Yu.

Night falls. The next day is the Ten Thousand Immortals Club.

Fairy Gu Qing returned to the branch from outside and suddenly threw a bag at Fairy Bingyu.

"You said, did Lu Qing kill Yu Yun and the four female disciples?"

Bingyu was extremely surprised, and her beautiful face was full of innocentness. "Where are the senior sisters saying this? The five of them have obviously returned to the Great Snow Mountain."

Gu Qing shook his bag and some ice crystal fragments scattered out, shining brightly under the candlelight. They are fragments of the ice magic sword of the female disciple of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect.

"I heard that Lu Qing and Donghua Sect Chu Suiyun were once jealous of you and fought. Then the boy came to the door and brought you to the church here! To overcome the troubles of Yongxu, Lu Qing killed Chu Suiyun and Wei Wuchen overnight and burned all the branches of Donghua Sect. Do you think Lu Qing killed Yu Yun and others in order to silence him!"

Bingyu trembled all over and tears flowed, "...Senior sister, who said this? I'll try my best to find him!"

Gu Qing slapped the table with a "bang" and his murderous intent was horrifying, "What happened? Why didn't you kill Lu Qing and die again to Xie Sect! Daxueshan's face was thrown away!" Although she screamed at the top of her mouth, she felt a little happy in her heart. If such a scandal happened, it would be easy to see how you compete with me for the position of leader. If you don't force you to death, you will not show my methods.

Bingyu kept shaking her head, her body trembling, "...no...no..." But she sounded weak and powerless. Yuya, Yuge and several disciples in the room were so scared that their faces looked like earth, and they didn't dare to vent their breath.

At this time, a female disciple ran into the house in a panic, "No, something happened. Senior Sister Yuqing had just walked on the street, but was captured and kidnapped by the disciple named Wang Sanjin in Xilishan without any worries, and injured several sisters."

"Senior sister, I'll go and seek justice!" Bingyu held the Ice Jade sword weapon and rushed out of the door.

"Don't go!" Gu Qing shouted, "Tomorrow will be the Wanxian Club. All the immortals will be there. This immortal club will question Lu Qing's things he did. Please ask the Taoist Daoist of Zhenyi Sect to be fair. At that time, the stolen people will be there, and see how he will deny it!"

What she was thinking about was the immortal "Purple Light Grass" that would inevitably appear at the Wanxian Club. She didn't want to go to the Xilishan Branch to look for Lu Qing's bad luck. If there was a problem at this time, once something went wrong, she would lose it. Anyway, the girl Yuqing was under Bingyu's sect, so she had nothing to do with her. It didn't matter whether she died or was humiliated.

Bingyu and others seemed to have stopped because of her momentum.

Gu Qing said, "Junior Sister Bingyu, as soon as the meeting of Ten Thousand Immortals ends tomorrow, you will go back to the mountain with me and personally go to the master's tomb to apologize!"

Fairy Bingyu took her tears and became extremely calm. "My little sister wants to go back to the mountain to apologize to her master, but it's not what you said is a false thing!"

But I couldn't help but think and feel uneasy. At this critical moment, Lu Qing sent Wang Sanjin to rob Yuqing. What was the purpose of? It would be better to just wait and see if it's going to change, or not act rashly.

The Autumn Ten Thousand Immortals Merchant Alliance Fairy Products Trading Conference finally began as scheduled.

Ten of the 24 major households in Wanxian Pavilion, which were used to participating, were cleaned up in advance, and only fourteen were left at present. Zhen Bingqin obtained the consent of the remaining fourteen companies and added ten small sects that were not qualified for the tens of thousands of families.

The third floor of Wanxian Pavilion is a large circular hall, and even two or three hundred people sit down, it is not crowded. At this time, the hall is filled with seats around the center, forming a round shape. Just wait for the disciples of twenty-four sects to arrive.

There is a one-two-foot stone platform in the center of the round hall, and an ancient jade round table on it. The treasures brought by the sects will be displayed on the round table by the master of the main island. Those who are interested can bid for the purchase and pay the corresponding spirit stones, gold and silver or other equivalents required by the seller according to the rules.

According to the rules of Qianye Lake, the disciples of various sects participating in this meeting must sit around the Central Stone Platform. The fourteen major sects were ranked at the innermost level, and the others were scattered behind them. The layers were clear and the levels were strict.

Zhen Bingqin, the head of the Wanxian Shang League, faces the main hall gate. Not far behind the seat is another small door leading to the inner hall. The heads of the Six Islands all enter and exit from this door, in an orderly manner.

Since this meeting is a heavyweight fairy-trading gathering in the Wanxian Merchant Alliance every three months, all the officials of the Six Islands were present, with Liu Chi as the leader to coordinate the internal and external control. Half of the eight hundred monks in Qianye Lake came to the main island, and nearly 400 yellow-clothed disciples controlled the inside and outside of the Wanxian Pavilion like an iron barrel.

The Wanxian Association started at the beginning of Shenshi, and Lu Qing left the house early. He had the intention of watching the heroes of the world and wanted to be the first to join. The fat man disappeared early, and probably went to the Shenxiao Sect branch to make trouble again. He almost became a habit of doing this every day. Lu Qing sighed in his heart, this fat man is becoming less and less powerful, can he still become addicted to being beaten?

Lu Qing took the lead, Gong Chaohui and Wang Sanjin followed behind with ten Xilishan disciples, and the group quickly walked towards Wanxian Pavilion.

The main street in front of Wanxian Pavilion was already full of people. In addition to the various qualified parties, there were also many people watching the fun. Nearly a hundred Qianye Lake monks stationed on both sides of the road, standing straight, clearing a passage in the middle.

After entering the third floor round hall, I didn’t expect that three schools had arrived first. They were the three Buddhist disciples who established the sect in Zhongtu. There were thousands of sects of cultivation in the Tianying Realm, and even hundreds of them were known as the authentic Buddhist sect. However, if we talk about the inheritance and roots of the Dharma lineage, there were only the five recognized Buddhist sects. In addition to the Tantric Buddhism established the sect on Jinshazhou and the Shenzhao Sect in Xilingzhou who have not been walking in Zhongtu for many years. The three sects of Xiansect, Huizong, and Jingshentong, which are based on Dongshenzhou, are still frequently active in Qianye Lake. They also arrived early today, and dozens of bald monks occupied three positions on the west side.

Xilishan is located at the top of these three sects, next to Qianye Lake as the head of the family. Lu Qing was led to his position by a head of the house, and Wang Sanjin and others arranged to sit behind him.

Lu Qing's right head is the position of the "Jing Shentong Sect". A fat monk sat in a high chair, fat and strong, with a shiny forehead and lightning. A deep round pit sunk downwards from the seal hall, and sometimes a golden light is coiled inside, which is very strange.
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