I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Hmm? Uncle Zhi, Uncle Lu, Brother, you are all here."

Song Yuzhi took Shi Qingxuan to the knife grinding hall and found that Song Zhi and others had been quietly guarding outside the courtyard gate.

A few clansmen with inferior martial arts sighed and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with handkerchiefs from time to time.

"The chief of the clan is fighting with the Saint Lord. This is such a big deal. How can we not come?"

Song Zhi coughed when he saw Shi Qingxuan and said seriously.

In any case, this person should be considered a member of the Demon Sect...

You can't speak too casually.

Otherwise, if Song Que finds out, he will inevitably be scolded.

Although Song Zhi is the second in command of the Song clan, he is also one of the best sword masters in the world...

But Song Zhi still respects Song Que, his elder brother, to the extreme.

"I heard that there seemed to be no movement inside. Did Daddy finish fighting with the Saint? What was the result?"

"We don't know either..."

"Although there was no movement, we guessed that the Valve Master and the Saint Master were accumulating strength and waiting for a blow to decide the winner."

Song Zhi hesitated and sighed: "If we go in rashly, once the Qi is involved, it will be the same as forcing them to take action. Our lives are not important, but we are afraid of harming the Valve Master."

At this time, no one dared to go in and take a look.

Song Que's majesty as the Valve Master is certainly a factor.

But the scene of the two people fighting just now was too abstract.

Although everyone is a descendant of the dragon...

But seeing a real dragon flying in the sky is still very dissuading.

Besides, the aftermath of this kind of fight between the top grandmasters can seriously injure the first-class masters in the world.

If you watch the fight up close, if you are not careful...

It is normal to end up with a broken heart.

Even Song Zhi, who was the most skilled martial artist present, did not dare to try it rashly.

"Well said, don't say it again."

A somewhat harsh "creaking" sound was heard, Song Que pushed open the gate, walked out of the courtyard slowly, and snorted coldly: "If I was so easily killed by you, I should have died long ago."

"Brother!"

"Daddy!"

"Meet the clan leader!"

The people of the Song clan were delighted and greeted him one after another.

Now is a time of great contention, and the honor and disgrace of the Song clan almost depends on Song Que alone.

If Song Que died in battle, the Song clan would inevitably decline.

No one wants to see such a scene.

"I told you not to pay attention to me, why are you still gathering here? Are you afraid that I will be..., hum!"

Thinking of the terrifying momentum of Yinglong and Fantianyin just now, Song Que was a little unnatural, and looked back and said: "People in the mountains don't know the rules, let the Saint King laugh."

"We are all family, how can we laugh at each other."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and walked out of the courtyard side by side with Yaoyue.

As for the people of the Song clan, their martial arts are not as good as the elite of the Demon Sect.

But they have received military training since childhood, and their value on the battlefield is much stronger than that of the masters of the Demon Sect.

Well, this plane still makes sense.

The celestial being can fly and hide, and if he is determined to escape, the army may not be able to do anything to him.

But if for strategic goals, it is necessary to resist the army...

The elite troops under the command of the Li clan and the Song clan can also pose a threat to the masters of the celestial being.

Well, we rush forward, and you may not be able to kill all of us before your internal energy is exhausted.jpg

"Everyone be careful."

Seeing Lin Xuan and the others walk out of the courtyard, Song Que stretched out his hand to hold the door knocker and closed the courtyard door heavily.

The next moment, violent explosions sounded continuously.

The walls of the courtyard gate and even the rockery and pavilions in the backyard were broken and collapsed, turning into dust.

The mountain wind blew, and the wind and sand filled the sky, like a sandstorm.

Song Zhi and others who were caught off guard were covered in dust and coughed continuously.

"This Song guy is pretty bad..."

Yao Yue's mouth curled up slightly, and his body appeared in front of Shi Qingxuan, and he flicked his sleeves to block the dust.

Looking around, Yao Yue stretched out another sleeve to help Song Yuzhi block it.

As a celestial warrior, Yao Yue's body is surrounded by endless and endless Qi, and he can be spotless without taking any action.

"As a warrior, you are not alert at all."

Seeing the embarrassed look of Song Zhi, Song Lu and others, Song Que's face sank and scolded: "With your little ability, how can you charge for the Holy Lord? How can you deal with the heroes of the world?"

"The master of the valve is teaching us! We... huh?"

Song Zhi and others looked at each other, looking surprised and doubtful.

"Holy Lord, what happened?"

Shi Qingxuan trotted a few steps and came to Lin Xuan: "You and Uncle Song are not injured, right?"

"I was excited to see the prey, and I just exchanged a few moves with the head of the Song family. It's nothing."

Lin Xuan smiled: "You little girl, you are really worried."

"I..., I'm not that young..."

Shi Qingxuan's cheeks were slightly red, feeling a little embarrassed, and muttered: "It's a bit unreasonable to call it a few moves to completely demolish this place..."

"Well, you are right, it's a bit unreasonable."

Lin Xuan nodded: "In that case, do we have to compensate for this yard?"

"Ah? Compensate for this yard?"

Shi Qingxuan had never considered it from this angle, and was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "It seems... it should be compensated?"

"You have a positive outlook."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Do you have money?"

"I, I have some jade jewelry..."

Shi Qingxuan's face froze, and she seemed a little guilty: "But this yard is so expensive, right? I may not be able to afford it."

"Okay, if you keep talking, the Holy Lord will punish you here later..."

Yao Yue rolled her eyes at Lin Xuan and said, "I know how to bully little girls."

"Actually, I just thought what she said made sense."

Lin Xuan shook his head: "Of course, the Song clan leader's family has a great business, so he probably wouldn't think so."

"Hahaha! Don't worry, Mr. Song has been sharpening this knife for decades, and it's almost perfect."

"Even if this courtyard is still there, I won't live in it anymore. It doesn't matter if it's destroyed now, it just means it can't be destroyed."

Song Que laughed loudly and glanced at the deserted courtyard. He saw several famous knives buried in the dust and the whetstones were still intact. His eyes were a little complicated.

It’s as if I’m looking at my lost youth...

"Dad, are you planning to let go of Shattered Void?"

Song Yuzhi was startled, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and said happily.

"What you said is wrong. Dad has never been broken, so he has no right to talk about letting go."

"However, daddy really doesn't plan to spend all his time learning swordsmanship in the Knife-sharpening Hall, gambling on the subtle mystery."

Song Que smiled and said: "Besides the sword, there is nothing else. Now that I think about it, it is not the ultimate level of swordsmanship."

"Brother Song, what do you think is the ultimate realm of swordsmanship?"

Lin Xuan asked: "If there is no knife in the hand, is there no knife in the heart?"

"This is almost sophistry."

"A person who practices swordsmanship has no sword in his mind, so what is the use of the sword?"

Song Que smiled faintly: "Besides, the sword in Song's hand cannot be released now. It will not be too late to discuss releasing the sword when the world is settled."

"Very good."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Just follow what we discussed before?"

"Well, since Buddhism has repeatedly emphasized that their monks are empty of all four elements, then this supreme position is not their turn to make irresponsible remarks."

"Song Zhi, you immediately give an order to Monk Kong, the presiding officer of the Jing Nian Zen Sect, and in my capacity as the 'Gong Zhen Guo', order him to properly seal the Heshi Bi and present it to the court when the new king ascends the throne."

Song Que smiled faintly, his eyes flashing with a scornful sword intent: "If he refuses, the Jing Nian Zen Sect will become our enemy of the Song clan!"

"Master, the Jing Nian Zen Sect, like Ci Hang Jing Zhai, is now the leader of the White Way. He is not in conflict with us, so why bother..."

Song Zhi gave a few words of advice, but when he saw Song Que frowning slightly, he suddenly felt frightened and quickly changed his words: "I will accept my order!"

Although he is Song Que's biological brother, the Song clan is completely Song Que's arrogant one.

If you really want to contradict the Valve Master...

Even if he is directly sentenced to death, it is not an outrageous thing.

"Officials of rank six and above of this sect are sent to the council chamber immediately."

"After passing my military order, the civil and military officials will cancel their rest immediately, and the officers and soldiers who are out will order them to return as soon as possible, and the entire army will be on standby!"

Song Que glanced at everyone and said in a calm voice: "I, the Song Dynasty, have lived in Lingnan for more than three hundred years. Now it's time to go and meet the heroes of the world."

"yes!"

Song Zhi, Song Lu and others looked at each other, showed excitement, and hurried out.

They often travel around the world on behalf of the clan, and they also deal with Baidao from time to time.

The relationship with Buddhism is actually not bad, they are superficial brothers.

But if the clan leader finally plans to send troops to conquer the world...

Everyone from top to bottom of the Song Dynasty has a bright future.

At that time, superficial brothers were no longer enough.

Even if we fight to the death with those monks and nuns, it doesn't matter.

The Song Dynasty clan is based on martial arts, and they are all people with strong martial virtues from top to bottom. They are much more pragmatic than those high-ranking clan clans.

"Brother Shi, since you're here, come out and see him."

Seeing Song Zhi and others leaving, Song Que looked into the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Song's style remains the same as before."

A clear and elegant voice sounded, and Shi Zhixuan, still dressed in Confucian robes, appeared hundreds of meters away.

Taking one step forward, Shi Zhixuan seemed to turn from existence to nothing, and then from nothing to existence again, instantly crossing a distance of several hundred meters and appearing in front of everyone.

"The Holy Gate Shizhixuan pays homage to the Holy Lord."

Shi Zhixuan glanced at everyone, bowed slightly to Lin Xuan, and said calmly.

At this moment, Shi Zhixuan gave people an extremely weird feeling.

It seems that his standing figure is just an afterimage. His body seems to be staying in place, but in fact it has already left.

Going in and out between existence and non-being, there is movement in the stillness, vividness in the stillness!

"Evil King has had a hard time traveling."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and reached out to pat Shi Zhixuan's shoulder.

"...I have seen the saint."

Shi Zhixuan looked at Lin Xuan speechlessly, and then cupped his hands towards Yao Yue.

"The evil king is welcome."

Yaoyue looked a little solemn, returned the gift seriously, and said solemnly.

She had fought against Shi Zhixuan before and had a relatively clear understanding of Shi Zhixuan's strength.

In Chang'an, Shi Zhixuan was troubled by schizophrenia and needed to suppress his emotions when taking action.

The whole person is like a taut string, giving people a little opportunity to take advantage of.

Although he is still a top master, he is obviously not as carefree as Ning Daoqi.

But the Shi Zhixuan in front of him now seemed to have transformed into another person.

It gives people an attitude of being able to face everything with ease, ease and ease.

Perhaps in a true sense, this is what Shi Zhixuan should be like without any flaws.

Yaoyue tried and found that she couldn't lock onto Shi Zhixuan's aura.

Is there such a big difference between a psychopath and a psychopath?

I heard that this guy was reduced to his previous state because he accidentally killed his wife.

So, it's not worth it for crazy men and resentful women.

When it comes to love, it's better to be sunny and let things take their course.

Well, this girl is much calmer now...

It's hard to cure a brain damaged by anger!

Thinking of this, Yaoyue felt a little proud in her heart, and felt that her state of mind was still more mature than that of the Shi Xie King.

"Brother Shi's magic body skills and immortal seal skills were both top-notch martial arts, but they only worked together."

"I didn't expect that after 20 years, Brother Shi has reunited the two skills into a perfect whole without any flaws."

Song Que's eyes flashed: "Seeing Brother Shi like this, I have the idea of ​​fighting again."

"Brother Song just fought with the Saint King. His sword skills were sometimes like a dragon flying in the sky, and sometimes like a snake hiding deep in the ground. , not being stuck in things, is indeed the highest realm of swordsmanship. "

Shi Zhixuan said calmly: "But now Brother Song's spirit has not recovered. If you force yourself to fight with me, I'm afraid you will lose. "

"Brother Shi doesn't need to remind me of this."

Song Que's face was calm: "Just now, Song fought with Saint Lin and saw that Saint Lin had the spirit of a real dragon and could be the master of the world. Therefore, Song intends to lead this clan to assist Saint Lin to ascend the throne as emperor."

"Hmm?"

Shi Zhixuan was stunned, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Song Que's words were easy to understand, but Shi Zhixuan felt an indescribable awkwardness when he heard it.

To be honest, this is a merit of following the dragon.

But for such a major event of competing for the world, our Demon Sect has not officially expressed its position.

You, the leader of the Song clan, why are you so active?

He is the Saint of our Demon Sect, not yours!

"Brother Shi, do you think there is something wrong?"

Song Que frowned, smiling.

"...Brother Song has a sense of justice and a sharp vision. I admire him."

"Well! When the world is settled and the people live and work in peace, you and I will be free and can continue the original battle."

Song Que said casually: "I wonder what Brother Shi thinks?"

"If I can see this day with my own eyes, I will die under the knife of the clan leader and smile in my grave."

Shi Zhixuan clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "I am fortunate to fight side by side with the clan leader."

"Song thinks so too."

Song Que bowed slightly: "By the way, when I was in the court, Brother Shi managed the Western Regions and divided the Turks, sweeping away the weak situation in the Central Plains since the Wei and Jin Dynasties. It can be said that his contribution will be passed down for generations. Song admires him."

Without waiting for Shi Zhixuan to answer, Song Que's body had already risen into the air, and disappeared without a trace in the rise and fall.

"The merits and demerits of the past will be judged by future generations..."

Shi Zhixuan shook his head slightly and looked at Lin Xuan: "Thank you Saint for resolving the situation."

"Miss Qingxuan also contributed a lot this time."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "Since King Shi Xie is in a good mood, why not spend more time with your family."

"Saint is right."

Shi Zhixuan walked slowly to Shi Qingxuan and said in a gentle voice: "Little Qingxuan, Daddy has been at home these days, watching every bit of your mother and daughter's past, and thinking about the things of these years."

"Ah?"

"Dad thought about it, and the one I feel most sorry for these years is you."

Shi Zhixuan took an iron flute from his waist and played it gently.

The sound of the flute was sad, and everyone seemed to see a down-and-out middle-aged man who resigned from his official position, left the court, and returned to his home after more than ten years.

But he found that the beauty he had been thinking about day and night had turned into half a handful of cold yellow earth.

The eyes of his beautiful daughter were filled with deep hatred for him.

Crying loudly, laughing wildly, his mind was broken and he became crazy.

After all, it was hard to let go!

"You!"

Shi Qingxuan took a deep breath, frowned and gritted his teeth: "You should be sorry to mother!"

"Daddy thought the same as you do now."

"Huh?"

"If it weren't for the Saint King, Daddy would not believe in this world again, and would not care about the so-called national hatred and family feuds."

"Whether it is the unification of Buddhism or the Turks knocking on the gate, what does the world have to do with me?"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "But Daddy has only figured it out these days. Jingzhai asked your mother to sacrifice herself to feed the demon in order to achieve this goal."

"Ah? But... but..."

"Success or failure, Daddy still wants to fight with Buddhism in the end."

"Let those people understand that the world's affairs are not decided by them after all. "

Shi Zhixuan said proudly: "Xiao Qingxuan, Daddy is not a coward. When the world is settled, Daddy will go down to accompany your mother! At that time, Daddy can also tell your mother all the right and wrong of these years. "

"..."

Shi Qingxuan's eyes were red, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes: "In fact, mother didn't blame you at the moment of her death."

"The quiet forest and valley return to the green shadow, and the song ends and people sigh for the beautiful heart. Thirty years of self-complaints have turned into compassion and chanting to Buddha. "

Shi Zhixuan sighed, his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "The only ones who can be truly compassionate are those wood carvings and clay sculptures, not those evil obstacles who want to choose the king for the sky."

"In fact, over the years, Cihang Jingzhai has found my daughter several times, saying that they want to help me enter..., but my daughter has never trusted them. "

Shi Qingxuan wiped her tears and softened her voice a little: "By the way, the Holy Lord said that his daughter's talent is very good and she can inherit his position as the leader of the Huajian Sect."

"This..., then I have to thank the Holy Lord for his love."

Shi Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lin Xuan silently, and hesitated to speak.

"Clang clang clang!"

At this moment, the extremely loud bell rang, echoing throughout the mountain city.

"According to the agreement just now, the Song clan has now entered a state of preparation for war."

Yao Yue let out a sullen breath: "Clan Master Song still needs to gather his clan members to make some preparations. Since the battle between the Evil King and Clan Master Song has been cancelled, let's go first."

Although her emotional intelligence was not very high, she still felt that it was better not to disturb Song Que at this time.

"It all depends on the instructions of the Holy King."

Shi Zhixuan had no objection and nodded.

"Let's go back to Chang'an first. Since we have decided to compete in the world, there are many things to deal with at the Holy Sect."

"In addition, the twenty-year agreement has arrived. After returning to Chang'an, we will start this term's 'Successor Battle' and wait for the response from Buddhism."

"This kind of thing, after all, it all comes down to a teacher who has a reputation."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "The Moon Saint should still be very confident in her own cultivation, right?"

"Hmph! Not to mention just chatting with the master and the concubine, Fan Qinghui is coming in person, so why should I be afraid?"

Yao Yue raised her eyebrows lightly: "But what if Master Fei Xuan refuses to fight?"

"Jingzhai's transcendent status is inseparable from their keeping their promises."

"If you don't dare to challenge this kind of agreement, then not many people will believe them even if they hold the Heshi Bi."

"Besides, as a demon sect, we don't have to follow other people's ideas."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "We act according to the rules. If others are unwilling to fight, then they are the scum of the world and do not abide by the rules. At that time, we will directly join forces with the Song Clan Leader to wipe out the Jing Nian Zen Sect, and then go to Dit Peak to destroy Jing Zhai Shang Xia Bian yes."

Shi Zhixuan: "What the Holy Lord said is true!"

Shi Qingxuan: "..."

"Well, you are the Holy Lord and you have the final say..."

Yao Yue walked down the mountain: "When we go back this time, is it time to officially start a war with Buddhism?"

"Don't want to?"

"Pretty good."