Ask yourself, when she heard the news that Lin Xun killed the saints, Meng Rong was also frightened and terrified. Fast update without ads.

As the former concubine of the Great Emperor of the Zi Yao Empire, only Meng Rong knew how the news that the baby of the Lin family possessed the original spiritual vein was leaked.

It can be said that the main culprit in the bloody incident in the Lin family may be Yun Qingbai, but the accomplice must have something to do with her.

But Meng Rong is not afraid.

This is the Tongtian Sword Sect, so Lin Xunyan might have the guts to kill him?

According to the news, this son is only at the cultivation level of the Seven Tribulations Realm of Longevity.

"Mother, we can't stay in Tongtian Jianzong all our lives without going out, right?"

Zhao Jingzhen was extremely irritable.

He knew that with Lin Xun's character, he would definitely not let them go!

"There is something wrong. The sect is investigating the cause of Yun Qingbai's death. If the headmaster finds out, Yun Qingbai and the family behind Lin Xun started feuding because of us, and they will definitely not forgive us."

Suddenly, Meng Qiujing's tall figure walked into the Yunguang Palace, with a gloomy expression and a worried look on his brows.

He is Meng Rong's father and Zhao Jingzhen's grandfather.

"This……"

Meng Rong was startled all of a sudden.

Zhao Jingzhen also froze all over, and his face changed greatly.

Only a few people in the entire Tongtian Sword Sect knew that Yun Qingbai took Lin Xun's original spiritual veins. Once exposed, it would definitely trigger the anger of the sect, and they would definitely not be able to escape the relationship.

"Meng Rong, take Zhao Jingzhen away."

Meng Qiujing took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Go back to the lower realm and seek Zhao Yuanji's help. Jing Zhen is his own son, so he can't help him."

"he?"

Meng Rong's body trembled, and her face changed.

Even if she had been her concubine, Meng Rong had never understood this man. He was like a mystery, unfathomable and ruthless!

If it wasn't necessary, she would rather see this person forever.

"Grandpa, my father will only let me guard the imperial mausoleum. Instead, I would rather stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Zhao Jingzhen also panicked.

In his impression, his father is simply a terrifying existence. In his eyes, there are only the world and the Great Way.

Among the children of the royal family, the only one who can enter the father's eyes is Zhao Jingxuan!

"Go."

Meng Qiujing seemed to have made up her mind, "I will open the enchantment node leading to the lower realm for you. After returning this time, don't come back!"

The passage to the lower realm has long been broken. Meng Qiujing believes that unless Lin Xun can master a similar enchantment node, he will never return to the lower realm in this life.

Meng Rong looked gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, she took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.

On the other hand, Zhao Jingzhen was lost, as if all his strength had been drained.

He knew that even if he returned to the lower realm and waited for him, he was destined to live in darkness and to be a mausoleum guard all his life!

...

There are thirty-six peaks in the back mountain of Tongtian Sword Sect.

Not long after, Meng Qiujing's figure appeared in front of one of the mountain peaks, and after a brief notice, he entered the depths of a secluded mountain road under the mountain peak.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a huge molten pool.

A pitch-black divine sword floated and sank in the molten pool, looking extremely mysterious.

"Sir, things are most likely to be exposed." Meng Qiujing bowed and saluted, her voice was low, and there was a hint of fear in her expression.

"I heard about it."

Suddenly, a figure like nothingness emerged from the dark sword.

Looking closely, it was an old man with an extremely indifferent expression.

His beard and hair are neat and tidy, and his eyes are as bright as a pair of suns, emitting a terrifying firelight.

"Back then, it was I who brought this son Yun Qingbai into the sect from a barren little village, and it was I who cultivated him into an adult. I originally wanted to make him a leader of the top generation, but unfortunately... A chess move."

The old man sighed lightly, but had no mood swings.

"Yun Qingbai is a very important chess piece, I will put all my efforts on him, and let him take care of our plan after the realm of the Absolute Peak is over."

The figure of the old man seemed to be illusory, floating on the dark sword.

"Now, it's too late to train another successor. Within ten years, the battle of the Nine Regions will start, which means... our plan that we have worked hard for decades... has failed completely..."

At the end of the old man's words, there was a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred in his voice, "This damn Yun Qingbai, it's so useless to ruin my affairs!"

"According to the plan, if he becomes the first person in this ancient wilderness, with his influence, he will be able to play a crucial role when the battle of the Nine Regions comes. If the plan goes on smoothly, It can even destroy all the young people of the ancient wilderness in one fell swoop!"

"But……"

Speaking of this, the old man's expression has become extremely ferocious, "He was killed!"

boom!

A terrifying murderous intent spread from the old man, which was so terrifying that Meng Qiujing froze all over, like falling into an ice cave.

"Hateful!"

The old man sighed and looked gloomy.

No one knows how much effort and price he paid for Yun Qingbai, but now, with Yun Qingbai's death, everything was in vain.

How could he not hate it?

"My lord, why didn't you kill that Lin Xun when you went to the lower realm?"

Meng Qiujing hesitated for a long time and couldn't help asking.

"Humph!"

The old man's face sank, his expression icy cold, and said, "I won't hide it from you until now, this son's life experience is not simple."

"At that time, I wanted to wipe out the entire Lin family without leaving any survivors, but when I did, I was obstructed by a mysterious man who came to rescue this son's mother. This man not only rescued Lin Xun's son, but also broke me The power of the enchantment under the cloth has alarmed those big figures in the lower realm."

Speaking of this, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man, like fear and doubt, "I didn't even think that there are real emperor realm characters hidden in the lower realm!"

"what?"

Meng Qiujing seemed to be struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned.

How can there be an emperor there?

"Humph! If not, do you think I can't kill a group of ants-like things with my strength?"

The old man snorted coldly, "Unfortunately, I didn't dare to stay at that time, so I could only hurriedly leave with Yun Qingbai, otherwise, I would definitely know which Emperor Realm sits in the lower realm!"

Meng Qiujing's expression changed.

He knows how terrifying the strength of the old man is. If it is not for the purpose of hiding his identity and not being noticed by the old antiques in the ancient wilderness, with the strength of the old man, he is not afraid of any existence of the sage king level!

"Sir, what should we do next?"

Meng Qiujing couldn't help but ask.

"The plan failed. I stayed in this ancient wilderness, and I can't play any role anymore. Only... I left."

The old man's voice was low, and he seemed very unwilling.

"Sir, are you going back to your homeland? Then... what about me?"

Meng Qiujing asked.

"You can stay for the time being, and I will contact you when I am of use to you in the future."

The old man makes a decision.

Saying that, he waved his sleeve robe and threw a jade bottle at Meng Qiujing's feet, "This is the antidote to the Heart Locking Mantra, there are a hundred of them, enough to keep you safe from backlash within a hundred years. ."

Meng Qiujing's face changed, and she said anxiously, "Sir, what about a hundred years later?"

"One hundred years later... Hehe, maybe this ancient wilderness has already been breached. At that time, I will come to you to completely uncover the Heart Locking Curse."

The old man smiled lightly.

Not long after, Meng Qiujing left the cave in despair. Looking at the bright sky, he felt extremely dazzling.

"Just leave me a hundred years of life, you... so cruel!"

His resentment was unbearable, and several times he had the urge to reveal the identity of the old man and expose it completely.

But in the end, Meng Qiujing held back.

On this day, there was a terrible news from Tongtian Sword Sect. An ancestor named 'Fan Qi' who had been retreating in the Huoyan Lake of Houshan for all these years died because of a misunderstanding during his cultivation!

For a time, the Tongtian Sword Sect was all mourning, and the ancestor Fan Qi was a true saint, but he died like this.

Before Yu Xiu and Kuya fell, and today, Fan Qi's ancestor fell, this was a huge blow to Tongtian Sword Sect.

Only Meng Qiujing sneered in his heart, the ancestor of Fan Qi died as early as a hundred years ago, and these years were just occupied by people.

Now, that person has left, and his body naturally "goes into the devil" and dies.

...

When Lin Xun entered Baiyujing, he also immediately heard the news of Tongtian Sword Sect's "Father Fan Qi" who went into trouble due to cultivation and fell into a demon.

For a while, he was also stunned, how could such a saint die because of cultivation? Is the road to cultivation of the Holy Way really so dangerous?

Soon, Lin Xun ignored this.

He came here to Baiyujing, just to eradicate the accomplices who killed the relatives of the Lin family!

Two days later.

Lin Xun finally found all the information he needed, and locked on the target, a man named Song Qingyun.

Ask the restaurant.

On the second floor, a group of young talents were gathering. The one sitting at the top was a young man wearing a feather coat and looking arrogant.

His name is Song Qingyun, a descendant of the Tongtian Sword Sect, a handsome young man with a cultivation base in the Wheel-Shaping Realm.

Although he only had the cultivation base of the Wheel Revolving Realm, he seemed to be the focus of the audience, and everyone sat around him like the stars and the moon.

"Brother Song, do you know the truth about the fall of Fan Qi's ancestor? He was a saint, how could he just die like this?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

Song Qingyun's face sank: "How could you wait to inquire about such confidential matters?"

The crowd immediately became embarrassed.

At this moment, a young man in a moon-white shirt suddenly walked up to the second floor and walked straight towards Song Qingyun and the others.

His eyes swept away, and he landed on Song Qingyun, who was sitting in the chief position.

"Song Qingyun?" the young man asked.

Immediately, everyone in the audience frowned.

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