Legend of the Great Sage

Qiu Haitang's face was pale and she was still in shock. It can be said that I feel pity for others. If someone else, I'm afraid they will immediately believe her words.

But Fu Qingjin and Hua Chengzan are both the best of the best, they coincidentally glanced at each other, giving rise to a trace of doubt, but they coincidentally did not investigate further.

Qiu Haitang and Hua Chengzan took the lead to leave. The remaining disciples of Qingteng Mountain were all Qi refiners in the middle and lower reaches.

Diao Fei and Yu Shukang looked at each other, okay, let's go to Qinghe Mansion together!

Since then, there is no such thing as Ivy Mountain, and there are no so-called Ivy disciples. Diao Fei, a senior brother, is a bit disappointed. But Yu Shukuang took it very seriously. From then on, it might be a good thing for the sky to let the birds fly. After finally stepping into the path of practice, I feel that it is not as comfortable as being the owner of the Kuangjian Villa.

With no one in sight, the foundation-building monks said angrily, "The evildoer is so arrogant, fellow daoist, can't we just let it go?"

"But even the Liangyi Mote Formation can't stop him, if he comes to the door..."

In the din of discussions, someone muttered something, everyone closed their mouths, and their eyes couldn't help but look into the deep pit beside them, which was shocking.

"I will report this matter to Hidden Sword Palace. Please rest assured that the blood debt of fellow Daoist Qingteng will never be let go. Sooner or later, I will personally cut that monster under the sword."

Fu Qingjin waved his sleeves, and the heads of all factions left one after another, leaving him alone, standing with his hands behind his back, staring at the Tiankeng. The moonlight is like silver, and the long hair is like ink. Bangs fall. His expression was dark, but the corners of his lips gradually curved.

"All brilliance will inevitably end up in ruins. Beiyue. I remember this name."

...

**Upstairs, Qiu Haitang and Hua Chengzan floated down through the rain curtain. Like a fairy couple.

"You have a good rest, I have to go back, I'm busy tonight." Before Hua Chengzan could finish his sentence, the fragrant wind hit his face, Qiu Haitang hugged him tightly, he hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on her back gently One shot, a helpless smile on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Haitang let him go. Gaze into his eyes.

Hua Chengzan's heart skipped a beat, her face was visible through the rain curtain. Some hazy. Amazingly beautiful. But calm was restored in an instant.

"really,

No response. "Qiu Haitang smiled. Hua Chengzan opened his mouth to speak, but Qiu Haitang's expression suddenly became serious: "Tell me seriously, are you using Gu Yanying to cover up the fact that you like men. "

"Of course not, who did you listen to?" Hua Chengzan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"A person who is not human. It is true, how is it possible." Qiu Haitang smiled, and the guy said it seriously at the time, and she actually believed it a little bit.

"You mean?" Hua Chengzan responded immediately.

"Let's still be good friends!"

"certainly."

"That's good, go do your work!" After Qiu Haitang finished speaking, she turned around and left without hesitation.

"Begonia..." Hua Chengzan stretched out his hand. Isn't this what he had always expected, but at this moment, why did he feel so lost?

Finally, Hua Chengzan disappeared into the rainy night, Qiu Haitang stood still, took a deep breath, raised her head, tears were streaming down her face, mixed with rainwater, flowing on her cheeks.

Thinking of the past years, the master once commented that "Throughout the ages, those who have human faces and peach blossoms are mostly infatuated women, but they are destined to be unloved and die in depression." She was a little girl at that time, and she didn't believe this at all. Believe it, but refuse to accept fate, persist in struggling until now, but finally get nothing.

Wipe away tears and show a smile, even if you can't decide other people's minds, can't you still control your own mood? End in depression? I just want to live happily.

Cheng Zan, I hope that one day, you can also meet a person or a demon who makes you let go.

Wash off your makeup, put on a nightgown, sit alone in front of the window, and listen to the night rain.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar red figure descended from the sky.

Qiu Haitang was overjoyed, and was about to tell him what she had just done, and then listen to his opinion.

"Tell me, what are women thinking about!" Li Qingshan said with a gloomy expression.

Qiu Haitang was speechless.

...

When Hua Chengzan returned to Huafu, several elders who were good at flying and escape had already returned first.

The disciples of the Monster Killing League all looked restless and exchanged glances. The disciples of the Hundred Families looked puzzled, not knowing what happened to the Ivy Mountain.

"Cheng Zan, has the monster been caught? How is Old Qingteng alive or dead?"

As soon as Hua Chengzan came back, he was surrounded, Wang Pushi asked repeatedly.

"This is not a place to talk, all patriarchs, please follow me." Hua Chengzan cupped his hands, seeing Juechenzi and the others also looked concerned, and added: "There are also the chiefs of the various families!"

In a quiet room, Hua Chengzan narrated everything he saw and heard from Qiu Haitang. The atmosphere is calm, even though the Monster Killing League is an opponent, it is still a human monk after all, and the old man Ivy's end like this makes people feel uneasy.

In particular, the chief disciples of each family were like listening to the scriptures, and they razed the Qingteng old man and the Qingteng Mountain to the ground. What a horror. Not to mention that they are still Qi refiners, even if they succeed in building the foundation, will they be able to escape with their lives when they face that monster one day?

Li Qingshan also had a "serious" expression on his face, quietly sizing up their expressions, feeling amused in his heart, until he saw Han Qiongzhi's sad face, he frowned slightly. Just a friend from the past, is it worth it?

"So, Jiang Shancheng and old man Qingteng died at his hands." Wang Pushi broke the silence.

"Yes, the Hidden Sword Palace Demon Killing League will definitely not bear it any longer, and will ask the demon clan to hand over the murderer."

"Will the Yaozu hand over the murderer?" The Patriarch of the Yue family asked worriedly.

"Never." Han Anjun said decisively.

"The Monster Killing League will definitely retaliate. Mediation and negotiation are useless, we must be prepared."

Li Qingshan was stunned and had no time to consider Han Qiongzhi's feelings. What Hua Chengzan said was right. Once the Monster Killing League decided to take revenge, Malu's territory would probably be the first to bear the brunt. It had to go back underground and start preparations. He can travel freely and horizontally on the ground, as if entering the land of no one. As for Fu Qingjin, who went deep into the ground with a sword alone, how many people could stop him?

This is the law of cultivating the Tao. The strong play a decisive role. Once the cultivation is stronger, it will be a one-sided massacre. This law will be manifested most thoroughly in the war, and the strong will win the light that belongs to them with their own hands.

If the night does not fall, how can the stars shine.

Tonight, the brightest star is called "Northern Moon".

The legend is about to begin.