I don’t know how long it took, Tie Shu opened his eyes, a sharp look flashed, and then a hint of confusion, making his emotions look particularly complicated.

Under the ancient tree, among the yellow leaves, and on the stone bench, he felt the breath left by Wang Po a few days ago. He did not expect that Wang Po's sword path would become more profound.

It is extremely difficult to move forward even further when you reach Wang Po's level. However, this person can improve so much in such a short time... When he was in Xunyang City, Wang Po faced Zhu Luo. Although the iron sword was strong, he could not find any opportunity. After many days of quiet understanding in Tanzhe Temple, the situation was no longer the same.

If Wang Po is allowed to continue to improve, no one knows when he will cross that threshold.

Iron Tree felt the pressure for the first time.

Then, his murderous intent became stronger.

Neither the court nor him would allow Wang Po to succeed in the day of his sword art.

Getting up from the stone bench, he looked at Tanzhe Temple, quietly sensing all the flow of breath between heaven and earth.

There are people in the temple, and the realm is very high, and they are only a few lines away from him.

He walked over there, and the wet yellow leaves shattered on the bottom of his boots, turning into the thinnest strands, like blooming chrysanthemums.

The autumn wind broke through the rain curtain and pushed open the door of Tanzhe Temple. When he was more than ten feet away from the temple threshold.

The cold autumn wind failed to rage, and was washed away by two fresh and calm winds, which came from a pair of sleeves.

The people in the temple were not Wang Po, but Mao Qiuyu.

The fence on the side of the temple was pushed open, and Taoist Baishi came from the rain.

The King of Linghai and Taoist Siyuan came from the mountains and fields on both sides of the east and west.

In the autumn rain, there are many shadows in red clothes looming in the mountains and forests.

The four national religion giants each held treasures and surrounded the Tanzhe Temple tightly with countless cardinals of profound realms.

This situation is really big.

If you want to kill a strong man in the sacred realm, you must have such a formation.

Tie Shu looked at Mao Qiuyu and his eyes slowly narrowed. His murderous intent did not decrease at all, but became even more terrifying.

Li Gong did take action. Should he protect Wang Po, or should he really take this opportunity to kill himself?

He knew very well that if it were the latter, even if he could leave alive today, he would have to pay a very heavy price.

He stretched his hands into the rain and let the cold rain wash it.

He looked at Mao Qiuyu who was walking slowly out of the temple and said blankly: "Is this the will of the Pope?"

Mao Qiuyu did not directly answer his question, but looked further away.

The iron tree has already sensed it, so it asked this question.

There are mountains in the distance, and the bright yellow and red color brought by autumn has been washed away by the cold rain.

At some point, a royal chariot appeared on the edge of the cliff.

King Xiang, personally attended.

This imperial court's killing against Wang Po may turn into a siege against Tie Shu by Li Gong.

If the royal chariot did not appear on the cliff, if there was no faint sound of the army's thunderous hooves behind the mountain.

No matter who it is to kill, it has become a bright situation at this point.

"Your Majesty wants me to ask you something." Mao Qiuyu looked at Tie Shu and asked, "Did you all forget the oath of the starry sky?"

Many years ago, the powerful people in the sacred realm led by the Pope made an oath with the starry sky.

The content of the oath is that the interests of the human race are the first priority and will never take the initiative to attack those geniuses who carry the future and hope of mankind.

Wang Po, of course, is the first in that list.

In Xunyang City, Zhu Luo was already a pledge to him, but he could still find some excuses.

His sword stabbed Su Li.

However, Wang Po insisted on standing in front of Su Li.

What about today? Tie Shu came to Tanzhe Temple with autumn rain, obviously trying to kill Wang Po. What excuses or reasons could he find?

His Majesty the Pope asked Mao Qiuyu to ask him about this, how could he answer?

Iron Tree has no answer.

Mao Qiuyu looked at him and said, "Since you can't answer, then don't touch Wang Po."

Tie Shu's eyes became colder, and his hands washed by the rain became whiter, like % flowers.

This means he is angry now.

No one is good for a hundred days, and no flowers are red for a thousand days.

He laughed with a slight sarcastic feeling.

The Pope's days are not much.

"Your Majesty wants me to tell you..."

Mao Qiuyu seemed to know what he was thinking and said calmly: "If you insist on attacking Wang Po after he returns to Xinghai, then Li Gong will destroy your entire clan."

If Li Palace is also a sect, it must be the most powerful one in the world because it is the national religion.

No monk can compete with the state religion head-on.

Even as powerful as an iron tree.

Even though he was once the leader of all directions, he had a terrible organization like Tianji Pavilion.

Of course, a strong man in the sacred realm, as long as he is not trapped in a siege like today, even if he is unable to win the palace, it will be difficult to be killed.

However, although practicing Taoism is lonely, there are few truly lonely practitioners.

He will have family, relatives, friends, classmates, same clan and fellow disciples.

After Mao Qiuyu finished speaking, the scene was silent.

Destroy your entire clan.

These four words are like people from the Iron Tree, very tough, very cold, and have a formidable metallic smell.

Tie Shu looked at him and said, "You should be very clear that Wang Po will kill people when he comes to Beijing."

Mao Qiuyu's expression remained unchanged and said, "If he kills someone and violates Zhou Lu, the court officials will punish him."

Many people's eyes fell on the royal chariot on the cliff in the distance.

The King of Xiang did not leave the chariot.

Tie Shu laughed, with ridicule and mockery.

Mao Qiuyu's statement represents the attitude of Li Gong.

This attitude is very cold.

"He wants to kill people, you don't care. I haven't killed people yet, why does the Pope have to take care of them?"

"Because you have the heart."

“This is not fair.”

Mao Qiuyu did not answer Tie Shu's words and turned around and walked out of the mountain.

The King of Linghai and others also left.

The Pope really has no intention to kill the iron tree.

Just like in the National Education College, Leaving the Palace was just showing his own strength.

The so-called "protection" means "straight knife in front", and the so-called "escort" means "straight boat in front", there is no need to use a knife or really hit it, that's enough.

Tie Shu looked at the members of the National Church leaving in the autumn rain, and his eyes twitched slightly.

These people are all big names in the national religion, but none of them is his opponent, so he dare not take action.

It's really unfair.

Just like what he said to Xiao Zhang before on the mountain road.

What qualifications do he have to talk about fairness in front of the Pope and the State Church?

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...

The yellow leaves fall and the chill becomes deeper.

This winter in Kyoto seems to be coming earlier than before. It is still late autumn, but several snowfalls have fallen.

The people of Beixinqiao felt this more sincerely. They hid at home, rubbed their hands and cursed the weather.

No one noticed that such a severe cold is related to the abandoned well.
Chapter completed!