Chapter 668
Reverse!
night.
Moon stars are rare.
What happened in the desert outside Tianwang Peak is unknown.
To put it bluntly, it was just that two monks who had attained the Dao state were killed. This kind of thing is commonplace no matter where it is.
If they were still members of Zhenbao Pavilion, perhaps for the sake of their own face, Zhenbao Pavilion would still investigate.
But after all, the Zhong brothers were expelled by Elder Tong himself, so their lives are irrelevant.
So, no one knows, and no one cares.
Heavenly Kings Peak, Qingdu Peak.
Several figures sat around together.
Above the first seat is a young man with the appearance of a scholar, followed by a middle-aged man with a cold face, a seductive woman in a purple skirt, an old man with a dull face, a man with sleepy eyes and a disheveled expression The little girl with her face pressed against the cold desktop.
The young man in the first seat looked at the more or less dusty people in front of him, coughed lightly, and asked, "How is everyone's plan going?"
Needless to say, these people are naturally Jiangnan and a group of holy masters.
After arriving at the Tianwang Qunfeng, the two sides did not interfere with each other. Jiangnan went to the Zhenbao Pavilion to find the thing left by the hairy man. After seeing the truth of the disaster, the Sword Master and others resolutely chose to stop it.
And their first step is...to expose.
Everyone present knew very well that it would be impossible to stop the two kings if only relying on their few holy masters.
So they chose to tell all the truth to other holy masters who were kept in the dark, and stop them together.
Today, more than ten days have passed since their plan started, and Jiangnan and them meet again for the first time.
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath and said slowly: "In the past few days, we have visited more than a dozen Holy Masters to reveal the truth to them."
Jiang Nan nodded: "And then? How did they react?"
"It's all there—shock, bewilderment, puzzlement, and unacceptable..." Sword Master replied: "Some of them accepted this cruel fact after they calmed down—accepted that the two majesties will eventually Destroy the fact that the Kunkan Second Way."
"These holy masters are okay, although it takes a lot of effort." Nightmare Holy Master sighed a little tiredly: "But in the end they joined our camp and swore with Dao heart that if the disaster in the deduction comes true, they will Will make a move—even if there are two Your Majesties on the opposite side."
"The most irritating ones are those single-minded fools!" Holy Lord Wan Yan stroked his beard suddenly, his knuckles turned white, and snorted: "Old man and Tian Yan have clearly placed all the truth on them. before, but they still don’t believe it, and even think that we are fascinated by the demons, and we must immediately report to the two majesties!”
Jiang Nan frowned: "And then?"
"Then it was me who made the move!" All of a sudden, Holy Master Huangtian jumped up, grinned, and waved his fists: "I beat them all to the ground!"
Jiang Nan was stunned: "Are you killing me?"
"No way." Master Sword Master shook his head: "Although they are foolish and loyal, they are not evil. But in order not to let the plan leak out, we defeated them and imprisoned them in the evolutionary world of Tianyan—at least in the Immortal Banquet Before, they would not be allowed to mess around."
After listening, Jiang Nan nodded slightly.
He can understand.
After all, he had met before when he was on the Dao, and even after knowing that the leader was bewitched, he was still extremely loyal to the immortal ancestors.
Of course, he was not that merciful at the time, and he directly killed them and replaced them—after all, from the camp at that time, Jiangnan could be said to be a hostile camp to the entire main road, so naturally there was no mercy.
But the sword master and the others in front of them are facing their former comrades, so it is normal for them not to make a move.
But in order to prevent those foolish and loyal guys from going to stab the two kings, they still imprisoned them.
Finally, the Tianyan Holy Master took a deep breath, scratched his messy hair, and concluded: "Up to now, there are 110 Holy Masters in the entire Kunkan Second Dao, including us, and [-]% of them are standing in the middle of the camp. Inside. We are sure that before the Immortal Banquet, we will win over all the wise and reasonable Holy Lords."
"And those who don't understand human words, all of them will be beaten to the ground!" Holy Master Huangtian added.
"Lock it up." Nightmare Lord added.
After the words fell, Jiang Nan nodded slightly, and then changed the topic: "Then... are you determined?"
Several holy masters were taken aback, "What do you mean?"
"Rebel." Jiang Nan waved his hand, as if he was eating and drinking: "Didn't you just click and put up the flags?"
After listening, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
In fact, they just want to prevent the disaster, and have no other ideas.
But now that Jiangnan mentioned it... Isn't this a proper rebellion?
"If it's for the countless lives of the Kunkan Second Dao..." The Sword Master lowered his eyes, with a look of unbearable, but his eyes were extremely firm: "We are willing to bear all the sins! Reverse...then reverse!"
"What sin?"
Jiang Nan took a look at him and felt that it was necessary for him to remind them as someone who had experienced it: "Did you misunderstand something? These are the two kings of the Kunkan Erdao, not the Kunkan Erdao of the two kings. What's more, when they Not when the choice would invite destruction."
After hearing this, the Master Sword Master was thoughtful.
But Tianyan Shengzhu was killed once by Kun Zun Kandi Curse, and almost lost his soul. He didn't care about those things for a long time, waved his hand indifferently, and looked at Jiangnan: "It makes sense."
After a pause, he asked again: "Then what are you busy with these days?"
Jiang Nan spread his hands: "As you can see, I took Zhaowen and the others to wander around—oh yes, I went to Zhenbao Pavilion a few times."
After hearing this, everyone frowned.
They had heard about the news of Zhenbao Pavilion's change of ownership, but they didn't pay much attention because they were busy with bigger matters.Hearing that Jiangnan went to Zhenbao Pavilion today, he couldn't help being aroused curiosity.
Nightmare Lord said: "Your Excellency, you have also heard about the change of owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion before? Do you know what the situation is? We were planning to contact the Zhenbao Pavilion two days ago, and we originally took a fancy to the mysterious Tianxiang Pavilion." Lord, but such an accident happened."
"Uh..." Jiang Nan scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "In fact, I not only took them to the Zhenbao Pavilion for a stroll, but also became the owner of the pavilion by the way."
At that moment, the whole room fell into dead silence.
Many holy masters looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.
"You mean... you are the new Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion that has been widely rumored recently?" After a long time, the Nightmare Holy Master took a breath and asked.
Jiangnan nodded.
silence.
Another deathly silence.
After a long time, the Holy Master Tianyan sighed, and said with a wry smile: "As expected, you are not An Sheng's figure wherever you go."
Jiang Nan glanced at him: "I'll take it as a compliment."
"In this case, Your Excellency should pay more attention." Suddenly, the Holy Lord Wan Yan frowned, as if remembering something: "A few days ago, the original Holy Lord of Kandao mentioned——An Ming After thousands of years, the Holy Master is rushing to Tianwang Peak."
Jiang Nan frowned, and a bad premonition vaguely rose in his heart: "Who is this again?"
"Since you are the owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion now, you must have contacted the owner of the Tianxiang Pavilion, right?" The Holy Master Wanyan pondered: "That extremely ancient lord has been in charge of the entire Zhenbao Pavilion for a long time, and has kept inestimable and terrifying treasures. Naturally, it attracts people's covetousness—and the Lord of Darkness once wanted to take one of the holy objects by force, but was finally suppressed by the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion and expelled from Tianwang Peak."
"Since then, he has never stepped into Tianwang Peak for tens of thousands of years—even during the Immortal Banquet."
The Sword Master took over the conversation: "I think this is probably unbearable for a proud Holy Master."
"I'm afraid that in these years, he has been resenting and cursing Tianxiang Pavilion Master and Zhenbao Pavilion all the time?"
The Holy Lord is the supreme existence in Kunkan Erdao, which symbolizes the powerful, stalwart, and omnipotent power of the fairyland.
Every holy master is immortal, eternal in the world, the same life as the heaven and the earth, and is admired and revered by countless practitioners in the world.
Even if the Holy Masters are divided into superiors and inferiors, and whether they are strong or weak, it is generally only circulated in the circle of the same Holy Master.
——Even a brawler like the most unscrupulous Holy Master Huangtian would not go around to publicize who he has defeated.
But that time was different.
That time was also before the Immortal Banquet, and the Lord of Darkness relied on his strength to make Zhenbao Pavilion submit, which can be said to have attracted the attention of the whole world.
Naturally, the same is true of his defeat.
It is completely seen by the people of the world.
Even, more than that.
Failure and fiasco are two completely different concepts.
Just like before, many people in Huangtianyu knew that a mysterious monk defeated the Holy Lord of Huangtian, but it didn't make people feel too embarrassed.
But between the Lord of Tianxiang Pavilion and the Holy Lord of Darkness, it was pure crushing—under the eyes of countless people, a Holy Lord was slapped out of Tianwang Peak like a dead dog.
This is the fiasco.
And fiasco and humiliation are also two different things.
From then on, the Lord of Darkness never dared to take a step into Tianwang Peak, which was even more embarrassing than a fiasco.
That's shame.
It can be said that over the years, when people mentioned other holy masters, they thought of the mighty power of the sky and the supreme lord.
But when it comes to the Lord of Darkness, what everyone thinks of is fiasco, humiliation, expulsion for wanting to take treasures by force, cowardice and cowardice that dare not take a step into Tianwang Peak, and so on.
It is conceivable that for a holy master, this is how... embarrassing.
And if the Lord of the Fragrant Pavilion disappeared today, and the new Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion took office, the Holy Lord of Darkness could not wait to come from the distant holy land.
His purpose can be imagined.
"Tianxiang, what a plan!"
It wasn't until now that Jiang Nan came to his senses—why did that woman insist on him being the owner of the Treasure Pavilion.
No wonder, did she expect from the very beginning that the Lord of Darkness would do something after she left?
"Your Excellency?" Sword Master frowned: "If Your Excellency has any scruples, when the darkness strikes, we can take action for you."
"No need." Jiang Nan shook his head: "Just do your own work, I'll take care of it."
Although it is said that the woman Tianxiang has a deep scheming heart, the agreement is an agreement-she gave Jiangnan what she wanted without reservation, and Jiangnan will also guard the Zhenbao Pavilion according to the agreement.
that is it.
After everyone listens, they don't say more.
Obviously, they didn't take a dark lord seriously.
Just when Master Sword Saint was about to say something, all of a sudden, everyone frowned at the same time.
An incomparably majestic terrifying aura rose to the sky from the direction outside Tianwang Peak!
No secret!
The terrible resentment contained in it seemed to have turned into substance, dyeing the vast night sky bright red!
The Sword Master sighed, and glanced at the Master Wan Yan, "Wan Yan is really good at deduction, and he can do whatever he wants."
Tianwang Qunfeng, the edge of Xianshi.
Even though it was late at night, to the monks, day and night had already lost their due meaning.
They can fight and fight for decades, or they can meditate for hundreds of years, and the darkness of the night can no longer block their sight, just like the day.
So even though it was late at night, the fairy city was still buzzing with people, shoulder to shoulder.
In addition to serious transactions, there are also shrewd local monks who directly found an open space to manifest the magic method, where they stopped, and told these foreign melon-eating monks the anecdotes and strange stories of the Immortal Banquet of the past dynasties.
——Just like the streets and alleys of mortals, if you are happy to hear it, some generous monks will also give generously.
It's just that what they gave was not ordinary things such as gold and silver.
And when the critical moment comes, these storytellers will stop, and only when someone rewards them will they continue to talk.
And among these anecdotes, the most popular are the side details of the existence of the Holy Lords in the fairyland.
For example, if a mortal farts, people will only think it smells bad, but if the Holy Masters fart, they will even study what the fart smells like.
Of course, the premise is that if the Holy Master's fairy body still retains this function.
Throughout the ages, mortal monks have always been like this, or in other words, human nature is like this.
In short, this night, at a certain bookstall in Xianshi, a white-faced monk was surrounded by a large audience.
The monk was holding a folding fan, his robe was fluttering, and he said in a cadence, "Let's say that the Lord of the Darkness wanted to take the sacred objects of the Treasure Pavilion by force, and the former owner of the Tianxiang Pavilion was angry. The sun and the moon have no light, and dozens of days cannot be distinguished!"
"wrong."
Suddenly, when all the monks were listening intently, someone suddenly interrupted the white-faced monk's narration.
The white-faced monk frowned, he naturally knew that the situation was not like this at all, but if the master of the Tianxiang Pavilion shot the Lord of the Darkness away, who would listen to such a crushing plot?
Do you have to fabricate a bunch of crackling and shocking momentum first, in order to fool these people who eat melons?
"This fellow Taoist, let me tell you what's wrong." In front of so many people, the white-faced scholar naturally couldn't admit it, so he said bravely.
——Anyway, the Lord of Darkness is far away in the sky now, and the Lord of Tianxiang Pavilion has disappeared mysteriously. As long as he kills himself, what he said is right, so what?
Impossible, one of the two masters jumped out to accuse him, right?
The Holy Masters of Fairyland, they won't be so boring... right?
Moon stars are rare.
What happened in the desert outside Tianwang Peak is unknown.
To put it bluntly, it was just that two monks who had attained the Dao state were killed. This kind of thing is commonplace no matter where it is.
If they were still members of Zhenbao Pavilion, perhaps for the sake of their own face, Zhenbao Pavilion would still investigate.
But after all, the Zhong brothers were expelled by Elder Tong himself, so their lives are irrelevant.
So, no one knows, and no one cares.
Heavenly Kings Peak, Qingdu Peak.
Several figures sat around together.
Above the first seat is a young man with the appearance of a scholar, followed by a middle-aged man with a cold face, a seductive woman in a purple skirt, an old man with a dull face, a man with sleepy eyes and a disheveled expression The little girl with her face pressed against the cold desktop.
The young man in the first seat looked at the more or less dusty people in front of him, coughed lightly, and asked, "How is everyone's plan going?"
Needless to say, these people are naturally Jiangnan and a group of holy masters.
After arriving at the Tianwang Qunfeng, the two sides did not interfere with each other. Jiangnan went to the Zhenbao Pavilion to find the thing left by the hairy man. After seeing the truth of the disaster, the Sword Master and others resolutely chose to stop it.
And their first step is...to expose.
Everyone present knew very well that it would be impossible to stop the two kings if only relying on their few holy masters.
So they chose to tell all the truth to other holy masters who were kept in the dark, and stop them together.
Today, more than ten days have passed since their plan started, and Jiangnan and them meet again for the first time.
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath and said slowly: "In the past few days, we have visited more than a dozen Holy Masters to reveal the truth to them."
Jiang Nan nodded: "And then? How did they react?"
"It's all there—shock, bewilderment, puzzlement, and unacceptable..." Sword Master replied: "Some of them accepted this cruel fact after they calmed down—accepted that the two majesties will eventually Destroy the fact that the Kunkan Second Way."
"These holy masters are okay, although it takes a lot of effort." Nightmare Holy Master sighed a little tiredly: "But in the end they joined our camp and swore with Dao heart that if the disaster in the deduction comes true, they will Will make a move—even if there are two Your Majesties on the opposite side."
"The most irritating ones are those single-minded fools!" Holy Lord Wan Yan stroked his beard suddenly, his knuckles turned white, and snorted: "Old man and Tian Yan have clearly placed all the truth on them. before, but they still don’t believe it, and even think that we are fascinated by the demons, and we must immediately report to the two majesties!”
Jiang Nan frowned: "And then?"
"Then it was me who made the move!" All of a sudden, Holy Master Huangtian jumped up, grinned, and waved his fists: "I beat them all to the ground!"
Jiang Nan was stunned: "Are you killing me?"
"No way." Master Sword Master shook his head: "Although they are foolish and loyal, they are not evil. But in order not to let the plan leak out, we defeated them and imprisoned them in the evolutionary world of Tianyan—at least in the Immortal Banquet Before, they would not be allowed to mess around."
After listening, Jiang Nan nodded slightly.
He can understand.
After all, he had met before when he was on the Dao, and even after knowing that the leader was bewitched, he was still extremely loyal to the immortal ancestors.
Of course, he was not that merciful at the time, and he directly killed them and replaced them—after all, from the camp at that time, Jiangnan could be said to be a hostile camp to the entire main road, so naturally there was no mercy.
But the sword master and the others in front of them are facing their former comrades, so it is normal for them not to make a move.
But in order to prevent those foolish and loyal guys from going to stab the two kings, they still imprisoned them.
Finally, the Tianyan Holy Master took a deep breath, scratched his messy hair, and concluded: "Up to now, there are 110 Holy Masters in the entire Kunkan Second Dao, including us, and [-]% of them are standing in the middle of the camp. Inside. We are sure that before the Immortal Banquet, we will win over all the wise and reasonable Holy Lords."
"And those who don't understand human words, all of them will be beaten to the ground!" Holy Master Huangtian added.
"Lock it up." Nightmare Lord added.
After the words fell, Jiang Nan nodded slightly, and then changed the topic: "Then... are you determined?"
Several holy masters were taken aback, "What do you mean?"
"Rebel." Jiang Nan waved his hand, as if he was eating and drinking: "Didn't you just click and put up the flags?"
After listening, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
In fact, they just want to prevent the disaster, and have no other ideas.
But now that Jiangnan mentioned it... Isn't this a proper rebellion?
"If it's for the countless lives of the Kunkan Second Dao..." The Sword Master lowered his eyes, with a look of unbearable, but his eyes were extremely firm: "We are willing to bear all the sins! Reverse...then reverse!"
"What sin?"
Jiang Nan took a look at him and felt that it was necessary for him to remind them as someone who had experienced it: "Did you misunderstand something? These are the two kings of the Kunkan Erdao, not the Kunkan Erdao of the two kings. What's more, when they Not when the choice would invite destruction."
After hearing this, the Master Sword Master was thoughtful.
But Tianyan Shengzhu was killed once by Kun Zun Kandi Curse, and almost lost his soul. He didn't care about those things for a long time, waved his hand indifferently, and looked at Jiangnan: "It makes sense."
After a pause, he asked again: "Then what are you busy with these days?"
Jiang Nan spread his hands: "As you can see, I took Zhaowen and the others to wander around—oh yes, I went to Zhenbao Pavilion a few times."
After hearing this, everyone frowned.
They had heard about the news of Zhenbao Pavilion's change of ownership, but they didn't pay much attention because they were busy with bigger matters.Hearing that Jiangnan went to Zhenbao Pavilion today, he couldn't help being aroused curiosity.
Nightmare Lord said: "Your Excellency, you have also heard about the change of owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion before? Do you know what the situation is? We were planning to contact the Zhenbao Pavilion two days ago, and we originally took a fancy to the mysterious Tianxiang Pavilion." Lord, but such an accident happened."
"Uh..." Jiang Nan scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "In fact, I not only took them to the Zhenbao Pavilion for a stroll, but also became the owner of the pavilion by the way."
At that moment, the whole room fell into dead silence.
Many holy masters looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.
"You mean... you are the new Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion that has been widely rumored recently?" After a long time, the Nightmare Holy Master took a breath and asked.
Jiangnan nodded.
silence.
Another deathly silence.
After a long time, the Holy Master Tianyan sighed, and said with a wry smile: "As expected, you are not An Sheng's figure wherever you go."
Jiang Nan glanced at him: "I'll take it as a compliment."
"In this case, Your Excellency should pay more attention." Suddenly, the Holy Lord Wan Yan frowned, as if remembering something: "A few days ago, the original Holy Lord of Kandao mentioned——An Ming After thousands of years, the Holy Master is rushing to Tianwang Peak."
Jiang Nan frowned, and a bad premonition vaguely rose in his heart: "Who is this again?"
"Since you are the owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion now, you must have contacted the owner of the Tianxiang Pavilion, right?" The Holy Master Wanyan pondered: "That extremely ancient lord has been in charge of the entire Zhenbao Pavilion for a long time, and has kept inestimable and terrifying treasures. Naturally, it attracts people's covetousness—and the Lord of Darkness once wanted to take one of the holy objects by force, but was finally suppressed by the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion and expelled from Tianwang Peak."
"Since then, he has never stepped into Tianwang Peak for tens of thousands of years—even during the Immortal Banquet."
The Sword Master took over the conversation: "I think this is probably unbearable for a proud Holy Master."
"I'm afraid that in these years, he has been resenting and cursing Tianxiang Pavilion Master and Zhenbao Pavilion all the time?"
The Holy Lord is the supreme existence in Kunkan Erdao, which symbolizes the powerful, stalwart, and omnipotent power of the fairyland.
Every holy master is immortal, eternal in the world, the same life as the heaven and the earth, and is admired and revered by countless practitioners in the world.
Even if the Holy Masters are divided into superiors and inferiors, and whether they are strong or weak, it is generally only circulated in the circle of the same Holy Master.
——Even a brawler like the most unscrupulous Holy Master Huangtian would not go around to publicize who he has defeated.
But that time was different.
That time was also before the Immortal Banquet, and the Lord of Darkness relied on his strength to make Zhenbao Pavilion submit, which can be said to have attracted the attention of the whole world.
Naturally, the same is true of his defeat.
It is completely seen by the people of the world.
Even, more than that.
Failure and fiasco are two completely different concepts.
Just like before, many people in Huangtianyu knew that a mysterious monk defeated the Holy Lord of Huangtian, but it didn't make people feel too embarrassed.
But between the Lord of Tianxiang Pavilion and the Holy Lord of Darkness, it was pure crushing—under the eyes of countless people, a Holy Lord was slapped out of Tianwang Peak like a dead dog.
This is the fiasco.
And fiasco and humiliation are also two different things.
From then on, the Lord of Darkness never dared to take a step into Tianwang Peak, which was even more embarrassing than a fiasco.
That's shame.
It can be said that over the years, when people mentioned other holy masters, they thought of the mighty power of the sky and the supreme lord.
But when it comes to the Lord of Darkness, what everyone thinks of is fiasco, humiliation, expulsion for wanting to take treasures by force, cowardice and cowardice that dare not take a step into Tianwang Peak, and so on.
It is conceivable that for a holy master, this is how... embarrassing.
And if the Lord of the Fragrant Pavilion disappeared today, and the new Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion took office, the Holy Lord of Darkness could not wait to come from the distant holy land.
His purpose can be imagined.
"Tianxiang, what a plan!"
It wasn't until now that Jiang Nan came to his senses—why did that woman insist on him being the owner of the Treasure Pavilion.
No wonder, did she expect from the very beginning that the Lord of Darkness would do something after she left?
"Your Excellency?" Sword Master frowned: "If Your Excellency has any scruples, when the darkness strikes, we can take action for you."
"No need." Jiang Nan shook his head: "Just do your own work, I'll take care of it."
Although it is said that the woman Tianxiang has a deep scheming heart, the agreement is an agreement-she gave Jiangnan what she wanted without reservation, and Jiangnan will also guard the Zhenbao Pavilion according to the agreement.
that is it.
After everyone listens, they don't say more.
Obviously, they didn't take a dark lord seriously.
Just when Master Sword Saint was about to say something, all of a sudden, everyone frowned at the same time.
An incomparably majestic terrifying aura rose to the sky from the direction outside Tianwang Peak!
No secret!
The terrible resentment contained in it seemed to have turned into substance, dyeing the vast night sky bright red!
The Sword Master sighed, and glanced at the Master Wan Yan, "Wan Yan is really good at deduction, and he can do whatever he wants."
Tianwang Qunfeng, the edge of Xianshi.
Even though it was late at night, to the monks, day and night had already lost their due meaning.
They can fight and fight for decades, or they can meditate for hundreds of years, and the darkness of the night can no longer block their sight, just like the day.
So even though it was late at night, the fairy city was still buzzing with people, shoulder to shoulder.
In addition to serious transactions, there are also shrewd local monks who directly found an open space to manifest the magic method, where they stopped, and told these foreign melon-eating monks the anecdotes and strange stories of the Immortal Banquet of the past dynasties.
——Just like the streets and alleys of mortals, if you are happy to hear it, some generous monks will also give generously.
It's just that what they gave was not ordinary things such as gold and silver.
And when the critical moment comes, these storytellers will stop, and only when someone rewards them will they continue to talk.
And among these anecdotes, the most popular are the side details of the existence of the Holy Lords in the fairyland.
For example, if a mortal farts, people will only think it smells bad, but if the Holy Masters fart, they will even study what the fart smells like.
Of course, the premise is that if the Holy Master's fairy body still retains this function.
Throughout the ages, mortal monks have always been like this, or in other words, human nature is like this.
In short, this night, at a certain bookstall in Xianshi, a white-faced monk was surrounded by a large audience.
The monk was holding a folding fan, his robe was fluttering, and he said in a cadence, "Let's say that the Lord of the Darkness wanted to take the sacred objects of the Treasure Pavilion by force, and the former owner of the Tianxiang Pavilion was angry. The sun and the moon have no light, and dozens of days cannot be distinguished!"
"wrong."
Suddenly, when all the monks were listening intently, someone suddenly interrupted the white-faced monk's narration.
The white-faced monk frowned, he naturally knew that the situation was not like this at all, but if the master of the Tianxiang Pavilion shot the Lord of the Darkness away, who would listen to such a crushing plot?
Do you have to fabricate a bunch of crackling and shocking momentum first, in order to fool these people who eat melons?
"This fellow Taoist, let me tell you what's wrong." In front of so many people, the white-faced scholar naturally couldn't admit it, so he said bravely.
——Anyway, the Lord of Darkness is far away in the sky now, and the Lord of Tianxiang Pavilion has disappeared mysteriously. As long as he kills himself, what he said is right, so what?
Impossible, one of the two masters jumped out to accuse him, right?
The Holy Masters of Fairyland, they won't be so boring... right?