The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 134 Jade Immortal (6)

Not long after, Pan Yueming was chased by three monks. The other party couldn't help but explain that after a purple-gold light, a Buddha statue mural appeared out of thin air and wrapped towards Pan Yueming;
Pan Yueming had no choice but to stop, stepped on the star point, and emerged from the White Tiger Star Chart, fighting with the three of them;
After a fierce fight, Pan Yueming had a few scars on his body, and his body was wrapped in a mural. Just when he was in a critical situation, a slightly reddish, dark golden light stream hit him like a huge wave, instantly annihilating the three monks. Powder;
Pan Yueming looked at the angry and intimidating Chen Daomin in front of him with a complicated expression, but he quickly recovered, bowed and saluted, and thanked the other person for his life-saving grace;
Chen Daomin smiled and was about to leave indifferently.

Pan Yueming asked for his name, Chen Daomin turned around to look at him with great interest, commented on their Qingyun sect in a teasing tone, and finally pointed out that he was pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.

Pan Yueming still asked with some uncertainty: Your Majesty must be the King of Ghosts. I wonder what the relationship between Miss Baguio and you is?
Chen Daomin sighed with some headaches and said she was my daughter.

Afterwards, he ignored Pan Yueming and left leisurely...

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In the distance, Wan Jing curled her lips and impatiently threw the animal skin book in her arms to Chen Daomin;

Surrounded by a few mutilated corpses of monks lying here and there, the bodies of those strange beasts surged and gradually turned into human shapes, saluted Chen Daomin respectfully, and then stood aside;
Chen Daomin glanced at the animal skin book in his hand, instead of flipping through it, he looked at Wan Jing who was about to leave with a frown, and asked her where she was going again.

Wan Jing pouted, saying that being with you was boring, she was going to play with Pan Yueming and Liu Feifei;

Chen Daomin stared at her with some distress, and asked her if she fell in love with Pan Yueming;

Wan Jing thought for a while, and told him, yes, she fell in love with Pan Yueming, who values ​​love and righteousness;
Chen Daomin rubbed his forehead, got a headache, and waved his hands helplessly, telling her, if you can't get a husband and son-in-law, you don't have to come back!
Wan Jing smiled like a flower, shaking Chen Daomin's arm and coquettishly,

Immediately turned around and walked briskly away. Halfway, she thought for a while, then turned around and waved. Lin Tu immediately followed with a happy face...

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Albatron Gate,
On the main hall;
Pan Yueming and Liu Feifei stand in the center;
Yang Zhu, who was sitting in the seat, had a look of surprise on his face, gently twirling his beard, and occasionally had doubts in his eyes:
"Why is Tianyin Temple so eager to snatch the "Blood Sutra"?"

"This blood Shura is very powerful, but this mentality is completely useless to their Buddhist sect?"

Master Shuiyue on the side stood up:

"Junior sister, I may have heard that Tianyin Temple is planning to build a small thousand Buddha kingdom in the world in the past few decades,"

"The most important thing about the magical power of this Buddhist country is the power of faith;"

"I also heard that Blood Shura had a supernatural power back then, which could build a special space and greatly weaken the opponent's willpower;"

"Perhaps...they want to acquire this supernatural power, coupled with their divine voice brainwashing technique, so that a large number of mortals can become their believers, thus providing the power of faith?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhu pondered for a while, then sneered and said, "What a plan, what a Tianyin Temple!"

"In this way, what's the difference between those mortals who only pray for prayers all day long, and who don't know what to do, and the walking dead?"

"They are not afraid of causing great karma!"

In the words, there is a strong murderous look!
Suddenly, a Taoist boy walked into the main hall, bowed and saluted, and said, "I report to the master, Zen Master Puzhi of Miaoyin Temple, please see me!"

Everyone looked stern, Yang Zhu even frowned: "Puzhitian is one of the four great monks of Miaoyin Temple, what is he doing here now?"

After thinking for a while, he said to the boy: "Invite Zen Master Puzhi in."

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A kind-hearted middle-aged monk stood in the lobby and talked to Yang Zhu and the leaders of the group:

"Master Daoxuan, let me tell you all, I, Tianyin Temple, want to obtain the "Blood Sutra", it is indeed for the purpose of building a small kingdom of thousands of Buddhas in the mortal world;"

"Since the Demon Sect was severely injured at the hands of the patriarch of the noble sect, it has been struggling for more than a thousand years,"

"But in the past 300 years, it has been revived again, which has a lot to do with the foundation provided by mortals;"

"The mortals in the world are struggling in the sea of ​​desire all day long, and they have more desires and more anger;"

"Excessive desires lead to evil and evil thoughts, among them, burning, killing, looting, doing all kinds of evil, using it as a help, adding many lackeys under the command of the Demon Sect;"

"Too much anger will cause bloody disasters, and if you have a slight disagreement, you will draw your sword to face each other. It is the first choice for the Demon Sect to recruit disciples;"

"Like a drop of ink can blacken a tank of water,"

"If these situations have to be restrained, the evil will become more evil, and the good will also tend to be evil; if things go on like this, this world will become the demon sect of the demon sect, and you and I will have no basis for survival anymore;"

"The reason why I, Tianyin Temple, built the Little Thousand Buddha Kingdom, is even willing to destroy my own reputation,"

"It is to suppress the evil thoughts of all sentient beings in the world, so that they will no longer have more desires and evil,"

"The so-called one-time pain is worse than one-time pain, and the whole body will be cut into carrion,"

"Those mortals, even if their daily lives are damaged, but considering the overall situation of the world and everything is peaceful; a little sacrifice is worth it."

After finishing speaking, the monk sighed several times, with a holy face, like a Buddha who cut flesh and fed eagles.

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After Yang Zhu listened to Puzhi's speech, there was a half-smile expression on his face;
"Puzhi Chan Master, Daoxuan is not slandering your Tianyin Temple;"

"But in our opinion, although the Demon Sect is violent, there are laws between its actions;"

"They inherit the laws of the ancient [Witches], and pay attention to following their true intentions and returning to the wild; competing at the same level, the weak and the strong;"

"Thus, look at the people in its territory, although they live in no fancy houses and clothes, they are tortured thousands of times and have many labors;"

"Although many of them are rebellious and vulgar, they don't like poetry and books, and blindly follow the elders; they also fight constantly for a long time, and they regard strength as the beauty; they are trembling and trembling, and they never dare to relax for a moment. Whenever there is a natural disaster, no one dares not to gather strength Yan, otherwise, you will be severely punished by the Demon Sect; the eight characters [self-reliance, huddling together for warmth] are vividly and exquisitely interpreted;"

"So, for all living beings, their teachings may not be a way to explore."

"And your temple..."

"Although it is also known as a decent sect, the people under its rule are passive and lazy. They only worship the Buddha and pray every day, leaving the fields deserted;"

"It's true that I have no clothes to cover my body and no food to eat, but the most painful thing is that I live in a state of confusion all day long, not seeking anything from myself, and everything depends on you, the holy monks;"

"In the long run, what qualifications do you have to be called a living being?"

"In order to extract the power of their incense, you fueled the laziness of these mortals, turning them into walking corpses."

"You keep talking about saving all sentient beings, but when have you ever looked at these ants?"

"Therefore, in my opinion, your Tianyin Temple is not as numerous as the Demon Sect;"

"And if I have to worry, it's your small Thousand Buddha Kingdom in Tianyin Temple, not the growth of the Demon Sect!"

After hearing this, Puzhi's face turned red and white for a while, and finally raised his head:
"Master Daoxuan, could it be that in the past few decades, your Qingyun Sect has gradually marginalized my Miaoyin Temple, is it intentional?"

Yang Zhu nodded: "That's right, we don't fight each other if we have different ways, I hope there will be no day when we will meet each other in battle."

After Puzhi listened, he bowed his head and said nothing, and finally sighed: "Forget it, this thing is a gift from Master Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple. Can you change the strategy under the rule?"

After finishing speaking, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Daotong.

Yang Zhu Fu benevolent, but a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

The wooden box was placed on the desk, but Yang Zhu did not open it, but said: "The gift has been delivered, please return, Zen Master Puzhi."

Puzhi's face was slightly unnatural, but Shuiyue at the side said: "Senior brother, why don't you open it and have a look, I Qingyunmen can also give gifts of the same value in return, don't let other sects say that I Qingyun is greedy for petty gains. "

Yang Zhu glanced at her, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Alright."

As soon as Yang Zhu opened the wooden box, a dazzling purple-gold light overflowed, and after a loud noise, half a hole was blown open in the roof of the hall, and Yang Zhu was also injured all over his body.

At this moment, Pu Zhi suddenly flew towards him, with light condensing in his palm, and half of Buddha's hand appeared faintly, imprinting fiercely on Yang Zhu's chest,

Taoist Cangsong's face changed drastically, a blue light appeared in his hand, and then he stepped on the star map, and the whole person entered the bullet time, and finally pierced Puzhi's rib with a sword, and instantly a huge the blood hole;

Unexpectedly, Pu Zhi seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and his body still flew forward, and finally a palm was printed on Yang Zhu's chest, and Yang Zhu spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Yang Zhu hadn't passed away, Puzhi moved his hands, hugged Yang Zhu weakly, and rolled on the main hall, beside Liu Feifei and Pan Yueming,

He glanced at Pan Yueming, with a strange smile on his face, while using the soft bone technique to lock Yang Zhu's limbs tightly, while chanting the Buddha's mantra;

Immediately, the beads on Pan Yueming's chest shone with dazzling light, and a familiar Buddhist song appeared in Pan Yueming's mind, and his eyes quickly became hollow and lifeless.

"Kill Daoxuan!" Puzhi, who was already covered in blood all over his body, yelled, Pan Yueming drew out his long sword and stabbed without hesitation;

"Pfft!" A streak of white light passed through the bodies of Yang Zhu and Pu Zhi, piercing the two of them;

Puzhi vomited blood, laughed wildly triumphantly, and finally fell to the ground and died.

As soon as Puzhi died, the beads on Pan Yueming's chest stopped shining, and he collapsed limply...

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In the dilapidated hall, a group of people were rushing to treat Yang Zhu, while another group pointed their swords at Pan Yueming who was kneeling on the ground;

Pan Yueming, with a face of panic and helplessness, stared at Sun Jian, who was full of anger, then at Lin Keran and Liu Yan, who had expressions of disbelief, and then at Liu Feifei, who looked concerned and anxious;
In the end, he lowered his head and said in a shy voice: "The disciple didn't investigate, and fell into the tricks of the demon, please punish the master!"

Cangsong on the side looked coldly at the small ball in his hand: "Hmph! Soul-devouring orb that can steal people's minds!?"

Master Shuiyue at the side put on a serious face: "When this son went up the mountain, I said there must be some treacherous tricks. Sure enough, he has been hiding for ten years, which is deep enough!"

Sun Jian's face became even more angry and he kicked Pan Yueming to the ground hard.

Then, regardless of his own face, he went to Cangsong and Shuiyue, and first explained that the disciple had been tricked by a monster and didn't really want to assassinate the head teacher, and then bowed down and begged them to spare Pan Yueming;

Liu Feifei also knelt down and begged Shuiyue to let Pan Yueming go, but in return Shuiyue snorted in disgust.

But no matter how much Sun Jian and Liu Feifei pleaded, the two remained unmoved, and only said that Pan Yueming must be expelled from the school for this serious crime, and then sentenced to death;

After several pleadings to no avail, Sun Jian gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down;
Pan Yueming's eyes were about to split, and he shouted: "Master, this disciple pleads guilty! I am willing to accept the death penalty!"

Then with tears in his eyes, he kowtowed heavily to Sun Jian: "This disciple is unworthy, and I would never dare to let my master suffer such humiliation!"

Then, he knelt and retreated towards the gate, and every time he took a step back, he slammed his head at Sun Jian and Liu Yan;
Not long after, there was a line of blood in the hall, and Pan Yueming's forehead was already bloody;
Sun Jian was in tears, holding back his crying, turned his head and couldn't bear to look any more, Liu Feifei and everyone in Dazhufeng next to him also had sad faces, and tears fell down...

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Just when Cangsong abolished Pan Yueming's cultivation and announced his decision to be expelled from the sect, and was about to be sentenced to death,
A Taoist boy hurriedly reported that it was the daughter of Ghost King Zong and Zuo Hufa who came to worship the mountain;
Cang Song snorted coldly and said, "After dealing with this traitor, we will meet the ghost king's visitor!"

But saw Wan Jing and Lin Tu hurried up the steps;

Wan Jing revealed the ghost king's order representing the identity of the ghost king, and told Cang Song that she and Pan Yueming had made a private decision for life. With the identity of the master of the Blood Refining Hall, if Qingyunmen dares to execute Pan Yueming, the Ghost King Sect will definitely go to war with Qingyunmen. When the time comes, the people in the world will suffer from the karma planted by Qingyunmen themselves.

Hearing Wan Jing's threat, Cang Song's expression turned ugly, but he was also a little hesitant;
However, Master Shuiyue stood up and said that since the Qingyun Sect has established a sect that is responsible for all the people in the world, the law is the top priority when doing things; even the crime of assassinating the leader can be forgiven, how can the Qingyun Sect have the face to restrain the heroes in the future? ?

After finishing speaking, Shuiyue stabbed Pan Yueming with a sword, and Wan Jing blocked the sword.
Shui Yue was furious and took action, injuring Wan Jing with one move.
Seeing this, Lin Tu acted like an angry tiger attacking Shuiyue, but was stopped by Cangsong, and the killing was indistinguishable for a while,
Seeing this, Shuiyue showed murderous intent on her face, snorted coldly, drew her sword and stabbed at Pan Yueming with Qinglongkang, shouted: "I want to see if Ghost King Zong has the ability to save Zhang Xiaofan!"

Seeing that the fierce sword light was about to turn Pan Yueming into powder, a figure with purple streamer stood in front of Pan Yueming;
After the sword light, the purple barrier was shattered, Wan Jing's water-green figure also fell down slowly,

Everyone was stunned and exclaimed in disbelief. Pan Yueming's eye sockets were about to burst, bleeding from the corners of his eyes;
Shuiyue also had an ugly face, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she didn't make any moves for a while;

Like a thunderbolt, Lin Tu left Cangsong alone and rushed to Wan Jing's side, tremblingly stretched out his right hand, checked her breath, and then turned pale;
After staying there for a while, Lin Tu glanced at everyone one by one with cold and hateful eyes, as if he wanted to remember them firmly, then gently hugged Wan Jing's body, and when he was about to leave, he hesitated slightly After a while, he walked to Pan Yueming's side, crushed the rope on his body, pinched him under his right arm, then ignored everyone, and just left like this;

Behind him, a group of people had different expressions. Shuiyue's face was cloudy and cloudy, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly. Just as he was about to draw his sword, a weak cough came.

But Yang Zhu, who was seriously injured, stood weakly at the entrance of the main hall. He stared at Pan Yueming under Lin Tu's armpit with a look of guilt and embarrassment, and sighed weakly: After all, my Qingyun sect owed Zhang Xiaofan first. Now that he has been expelled from the division, this karma is over.

After finishing speaking, he stared at Shuiyue for a while with a difficult and incomprehensible look, then turned around and left with a little difficulty regardless of everyone's reaction...

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Ten years later...

Yunhuang Grottoes, deep pools;

The surroundings were covered with formations written with water inscriptions. The huge Kui Niu was surrounded by a group of people, and countless golden and red light chains tightly entangled it. Finally, it wailed and was slowly brought down. on the ground;
Pan Yueming, who was in a long gown, was looking at it expressionlessly, and the pupils in his eyes were slightly blood red, adding a bit of madness and coldness;
Chen Daomin, who had an extra scar on his face, walked up to him, and stood with his hands behind his back: "Have you thought about it, is it the fusion of Kui Niu's supernatural power, or Xuanniao's?"

"In the past ten years, you have made the most meritorious service, so you choose first, and the rest will only be given to talents."

Pan Yueming looked at Chen Daomin's more hostile face: "Which alien beast can help me kill Shuiyue?"

Chen Daomin pondered for a while, then shook his head: "You have achieved some success in practicing the "Blood Sutra", plus martial arts, if you are one-on-one, it is not difficult to kill Shuiyue;"

"However, Shuiyue has always stayed at Xiaozhufeng, if she really wanted to kill her, there was only one person she couldn't avoid..."

"Daoxuan!!"

Speaking of this name, Chen Daomin couldn't help but touch the scar on his face and frowned slightly;
"Ten years ago, my Ghost King Zong attacked Qingyun Sect for the first time. Although there were many casualties, we finally gained the upper hand;"

"Until that person appears..."

Chen Daomin had a look of reminiscence on his face, but the corners of his brows jumped up involuntarily, and the expression on his face was indescribably weird, as if excited, as if admired, and as if feared:
"Hehe, I have to say that the strength of your master uncle is really rare in the world. With his body that has not yet recovered, he can repel us with one sword;"

"Qingyunmen... the title of number one in the world is indeed not for nothing!"

Pan Yueming interrupted him expressionlessly: "He is no longer my uncle. I have been expelled from Qingyun Sect."

As if unwilling to mention this topic, Pan Yueming looked at the several monks watching, with disgust on his face, and a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes:
"Ghost King, do you really want to cooperate with the group of monks in Miaoyin Temple?"

Chen Daomin looked at the monks, with disdain on his lips: "What kind of cooperation? Are these rats who are running around being oppressed by the Qingyun Sect worthy of cooperating with me?"

"Forging a temporary alliance with them is just to force them to help us share the pressure."

"If a lion cannot defeat another lion but needs to fight against the other lion, the best way is to temporarily degenerate into a wolf and become the wolf king of the wolf pack, driving the wolves to swarm forward. When the lion is exhausted, he will attack again Pounce hard and bite off its throat!"

Pan Yueming looked at him with a half-smile on his face: "But even if you kill that lion, you're still just a wolf king."

Chen Daomin looked at Pan Yueming and Lin Tu who was beside him with a look of regret, "Aren't you and Yicai here?"

"After killing the lion, I can only hope that the two of you can become new lions..."

Pan Yueming showed a sneer: "King of Ghosts, you are old!"

Chen Daomin showed a trace of pain on his face and said with a smile: "Yes, the six roots bother me. The day my daughter leaves me and the father finds that he cannot avenge her alone, I will be old!"

Hearing this, Pan Yueming's eyes flashed with deep guilt, and his fingers turned white when pinched. After a moment of silence, he suddenly changed the topic again: "This Kui Niu is destined for me and Baguio, so I'll choose it!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the huge Kui ox. When he passed by Lin Tu, he turned his head and stared at him for a while with disdain and disgust, but said nothing. , keep going forward;
Lin Tu's expression was a little unnatural,
Chen Daomin turned his head with a smile on his face: "Yicai, go and suck the essence and blood of that black bird quickly. Don't use too much force. It will be raised for five years, and it can provide essence and blood for others."

Lin Tu responded, but he didn't move his footsteps. He gritted his teeth and bowed, saying, "For 20 years, the suzerain has treated Yicai like a nephew; therefore, Yicai has something to tell the suzerain. ;”

As if using all his strength, Lin Tu said with difficulty: "To be honest, Yicai is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Daomin raising his hand. He turned around, looked at Pan Yueming who was sucking blood from Kui Niu, and said quietly:
"In this world of mortals, all living beings are like a huge dense net,"

"No one knows where their causes and effects are; who will meet whom, who will know who..."

"There are some things that I don't ask and you don't tell; this is distance;"

"I asked, but you didn't tell me; this is estrangement;"

"I asked, you said; it's trust;"

"If you don't tell, I won't ask; this is a tacit agreement;"

"And some things, I didn't ask, but you said; this is dependence..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Daomin turned his head and looked at Lin Tu with relief:

"For the past 20 years, I have always regarded you as my own child, and today, you finally regard me as your own father..."

"I'm so pleased..."

After hearing this, Lin Tu could no longer control himself, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and choked up uncontrollably;

Chen Daomin looked at the blood on Lin Tu's forehead, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes...

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In a village, the last villager fell down with a stone sword stuck in his chest. As the villager turned into a mummified corpse, a red light flashed slightly from the crack on the sword...

The camera zoomed out, and the murder scene turned out to be exactly the same as the one in Caomiao Village, with hundreds of mummies lying in different shapes;

The black shadow hid under the eaves, the blood in his eyes gradually disappeared, he looked at the corpses all over the place, he laughed, and finally turned into a night owl-like smirk, his voice was indescribably desolate...

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Qingyunmen Hall;
Cangsong Taoist had an angry look on his face:

"Brother, head master, just yesterday, all the villagers in another village were massacred, and the method of death was exactly the same as that in Miaotang Village!"

"This has been the No. 11 time since this year. If we can't catch the murderer again, our Qingyun Sect is ridiculed by the world, and the people under our rule are panic-stricken. Sooner or later, we will all move away!"

Yang Zhu twirled his beard and said in deep thought: "That's true; however, I think the murderer's whereabouts are mysterious and difficult to trace, so he must be quite strong; a highly capable and thoughtful expert must be sent to investigate;"

"Now that I am in the Qingyun Sect, I naturally need to sit in the gate to prevent the Ghost King Sect from attacking again; Junior Brother Cangsong has to deal with various things in the gate, and I cannot get away from him;"

"It might as well be like this, Junior Sister Shuiyue is very powerful, and as a woman, she is also quite thoughtful, presumably if Junior Sister Shuiyue comes out, the thief must be doomed."

"Junior Sister Shuiyue, this matter concerns my Qingyun sect's face, I wonder if you are willing to relieve brother Yu's worries?"

Master Shuiyue stood at the bottom of the steps, his face was a little ugly, but he remained silent.

At this time, Sun Jian stood up and offered to take over the task.

Despite Yang Zhu's persuasion and polite refusal, he still persisted, only saying that Zhang Xiaofan made a big mistake back then, and he, the master, had to do something to make up for it.

In the end, Yang Zhu had no choice but to agree, but told him to pay attention to safety, and not to act rashly after discovering the thief's trace, and immediately sent a signal to notify the elders in the door.

Seeing the back of Sun Jian leaving, Shuiyue let out a long sigh of relief...

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Late at night, in the study;

Shuiyue sat opposite Yang Zhu, with a half-smile expression on her face: "But I don't know, I wonder if Junior Brother Tian will be safe and sound this trip?"

"He said it was atonement with merit, but he was afraid that he still couldn't let go of that Zhang Xiaofan, and wanted to find a murderer for him, so as to make up for his guilt;"

"But has he thought about it, what if the murderer is an unworldly master?"

Yang Zhu continued to make tea steadily and gave Shuiyue a cup;

Then staring at her face closely, said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, you should know the reason why I insisted on letting you take this task today."

Shuiyue's face sank like water, she just drank tea and didn't answer the conversation.

Yang Zhu sighed:

"Junior Sister Shuiyue, I don't care where you started, but it's been more than three hundred years since you entered, right?"

"For so many years, don't you have any affection for Qing Yunmen?"

"I know that you hate me and want to kill Brother Yu with a sword. In a sense, I have failed you;"

"Therefore, no matter whether you made trouble at my succession ceremony or ridiculed me on weekdays, I didn't take it to heart;"

"Even if you found a girl who looked exactly like Yan Ying, you even stole her Tianya Divine Sword and the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue to teach Lu Xueqi, just to make her more like Yan Ying, so come on. Uncover my scars,"

"This... I can bear it too!"

"However, back then you knew that Kong Zhi had bad intentions, and deliberately ran on me, causing me to be seriously injured,"

"And you deliberately killed the daughter of the ghost king's sect and provoked a big war between the two sects,"

"Recently, I even secretly told Miaoyin Temple the method of cracking the formation of the Qingyun Gate Mountain Gate;"

"This, I can't bear it anymore;"

"If you really want me to die, after I find the next headmaster and pass on the throne, I will naturally stand in front of you and kill myself with a sword."

"However, I am still the headmaster of Qingyun Sect after all. I cannot sit idly by and watch any behavior that harms Qingyun Sect!"

"It's been 300 years. The original disciples of the same generation are the only four left: you, me, Junior Brother Cangsong and Junior Brother Tian;"

"For the sake of many years of love, I originally wanted you to take over the task, and then go back to your Miaoyin Temple obediently, and never see each other again, which is also my selfishness."

"However, you actually watched Junior Brother Tian accept this task,"

"Do you know that this will kill Junior Brother Tian?" At this point, Yang Zhu's deep voice revealed boundless fear and anger.

Master Shuiyue laughed when he heard the words, with an indescribable ridicule on his face:

"Who will kill Junior Brother Tian, ​​me...or you!?"

Then there was a hint of madness on his face:
"That's right, it's my idea to accept Lu Xueqi and let her fully recover as Lu Yanying, so that I can poke your scars all day long;"

"Deliberately killing the ghost king's daughter and sending out the solution to the Qingyunmen's mountain protection formation are all done by me;"

"I even spread the news about your disciple Xiao Yicai who has been lurking beside the Ghost King for 20 years."

"But who is to blame for this!?"

"I think back then, I did everything I could to please you, and I didn't even want the face of my daughter's family. I just ask you to take a good look at me;"

"But what about you? You were obsessed with Lu Yanying, and for the sake of that woman who didn't have you in your heart, you rejected my master's proposal of marriage again and again. In the end, you tore up my love letter in front of all the disciples of the sect; asking me to Become the laughing stock of Qing Yunmen, and never lift up your head; "

"From that day on, I hated you, hated you to the bottom of my heart, wished I could dig out your heart and eat your flesh!"

"So, I'm willing to do anything that can make you miserable!"

"Aren't you still unable to let go of Lu Yanying?"

"Okay, then I'll find someone who looks exactly like Lu Yanying, and hang around in front of you all day long!"

"Don't you have great ambitions to bring glory to Qingyun Sect and save the world?"

"Okay, I'll destroy this Qingyun Gate and let it be wiped out. I'll see what face you have to meet your dead master!"

Yang Zhu's face was bitter: "If you want to take revenge on me, why bother? You can make my secret public to the world, isn't that all right?"

Shuiyue smiled contemptuously, with the pleasure of revenge on her face:
"In your dreams!"

"Don't think I don't know what you think,"

Shuiyue stood up, approached Yang Zhu's face, and said word by word,

"Let me tell you, it's not easy to be the headmaster of Qingyunmen. Since you've become the headmaster... don't even think about getting rid of it!"

"I want to watch you fall into Abi Hell step by step!"

After finishing speaking, joyful madness bloomed in his eyes, and he turned and left;

As for Yang Zhu, he sat blankly on the spot with a gray face, as if his soul had been taken away...

(End of this chapter)