How many times the group portrait is spring

If Yanzhi could listen to Jing Rong's words, he wouldn't be called Yanzhi.

The huge Demon Locking Tower has more than one entrance, and there are always not many patrolling disciples. Since the Spring and Autumn Eleventh brings people into the boundary of the Demon Locking Tower, they will not be easily discovered.

There was not much difference between when the banquet came and when it left, but the expression in his eyes became a little colder.

"Is everything going well?" Chunqiu Shishi smiled lightly. She seemed to be in a good mood after entering the northern border, and the red between her eyebrows was also painted as a flower, a blooming crabapple.

"Naturally." Yan Zhi raised his head to look at the endless demon-locking tower. It was too high, as if it had no end. I don't know what the first generation of people who forged the demon-locking tower thought.

"Everything is going well, it's best to break the seal on the full night of the [-]th month." The demon cultivator, who is best at formations, muttered something in his mouth, and put his two fingers together to hang on the compass.

"The Demon Locking Tower has lost the Xuantian Stone that laid the foundation, and the seal is not so strong. With the help of the demon clan, it will not be too difficult to break the seal." Yan Zhi looked at the bottom of the Demon Locking Tower thoughtfully, he knew very well that it was broken. The consequences of the seal of the Demon Locking Tower.

Most of the people suppressed in this tower are heinous monsters and extinct demons in the world's population. tortured.

If they are suppressed from this demon-locking tower, the first to retaliate must be the human race, and the chaos in the world can only be snapped at the fingertips.

Right now, in order to help the mortal world, distributing food and medicine is already costing a lot of financial resources. The demon clan in the southern border is rioting, and the demons have dispersed the monks. If the seal of the demon-locking tower is broken, the righteous way will definitely not be able to resist it with its current spare power.

But Yan Zhi doesn't care, he doesn't care about the mortal world, and he doesn't care about the common people, what he wants is to break the seal of Jiuxiaotian and find it outside the territory.

For ten thousand years, let him do what ordinary monks dare not do.

Xuantianzong, as the biggest protective barrier of Jiuxiaotian, is really an eyesore. Several elders of Yuanying Peak Master, and Jingrong, a rare genius who is rarely seen in ten thousand years, sits in the town. It was going to die halfway.

However, once the seal of the Demon Suo Tower is broken, Xuantianzong, who has guarded the Demon Suo Tower for thousands of years, will be the first target. When they have no time to spare for Jiu Xiaotian, it is his best chance to have a banquet.

"As expected of your lord, there is nothing left behind."

"Senior, why should you praise me like that, you should be someone who astonishes the world." Yan Zhi doesn't like others' flattery, but Spring and Autumn Eleven is at the same level as him, so what she said didn't mean that.

Simply, Spring and Autumn Eleven boasted, and he praised that it was good to go back.

On the eleventh day of the Spring and Autumn Period, he just held his forehead and smiled: "What a shock to the world, there are only a mountain demon girl on the left and right."

"With your own strength, you have to avenge the Wuji Palace, so naturally you should be shocked."

"Really." Chunqiu Shishi narrowed his eyes, and his voice lowered unconsciously.

"Naturally." Yan Zhi thinks that there are not many people in this world that he can admire. Spring and Autumn Eleven counts as one. If the people of Xuantianzong destroyed her Spring and Autumn Clan, she will retaliate. This enmity is over.

How to solve it?Sacrifice tens of thousands of lives in the Promise Palace with the blood of the enemy.

Spring and Autumn Eleven's behavior style is quite similar to his temperament, kindness is kindness or hatred, and it is natural to live a more carefree life when you come to this world for a while.

But the biggest problem now is if Li Zhifeng is not in the Demon Locking Tower, how will he lie about it.

However, the soldiers came to cover the water and soil.

On the full night of August and fifteenth, the demonic power of the extreme northern demon clan is at its peak, and thousands of spiritual shackles are connected to cut off the root of the demon-locking tower and Jiuxiaotian, and cut off the supply of the demon-locking tower at the most fundamental level.

Then the Shuanghuashen teamed up to stop the possibility of these monks seeking help from outside.

Therefore, everything is ready and only the east wind is owed.

Besides, in the Xuantian Sect, which is tens of thousands of miles away, there are distinguished guests.

Changshengmen and the Yun family came to beg for a person, the saint of Changshengmen, their daughter-Yunjing.

When Jing Rong returned after hearing the news, Taoist Qingxuan was already in a state of distress, Yun Jing locked himself in his room behind closed doors, the Yun family and his wife were determined to be important people, and there were lamas sitting cross-legged, waiting to welcome the saint return.

"What's going on?" Jing Rong came in white clothes, and put the sword that was flying against the wind into the storage magic weapon.

Taoist Qingxuan who was waiting for him sighed: "The Yun family came to ask for someone, Yun Jing didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Junior Brother Jiu Chen was scolded bloody by the Yun family, He took the sword out of the sect in anger, and didn't know where he was going."

This kind of situation is clearly making Xuantianzong's current situation worse.

Jing Rong didn't express much, just said: "Take me to see my junior sister first."

No matter how messed up the Yuns and his wife were, it was clearly written in the letter, and he didn't need to see them as soon as he came back. According to etiquette, the sect master of the Longevity Sect and the Shengzi were barely considered to be on the same level.

Yun Jing seemed to have been waiting for him, and she opened the door when Jing Rong came, and smiled: "Senior brother."

"Xiao Jing, what do you think?" Jing Rong looked at her.

Pian Yunjing looked away, turned around first, and said: "This time I really should go, I wanted to wait for my brother to say something about me, but I didn't expect to see it, and I don't know what to do." Why did you speak?"

Yun Jing's tone was not as brisk as before, the little girl who had always smiled carefreely now actually sighed.

"You are my junior sister Jing Rong, if you don't want to, no one can take you away."

Jing Rong followed Yun Jing's pace, Yun Jing paused, couldn't help laughing out loud, and turned to look at him, "I know, senior brother, but this time, I am willing."

"In this huge sect, you and senior brother Zhelan are the ones who treat me the best. No matter what I do wrong, I will be tolerated." Yun Jing seemed to recall Ning Qing's sun-dried sweet almonds. She followed behind and secretly ate them. He just smiled at her and didn't punish her.

Or she caused some minor mishaps, and in the eyes of others, she is noble and unparalleled, and the Rong Xiedao monarch who never tolerated and condoned wrong things should not be noticed, and indulged her time and time again.

"This time, I also want to do something for the senior brother and the sect." Yun Jing lowered his eyes, but the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The Changshengmen made a promise, as long as she went back with them, if Xuantianzong was attacked by the Eastern Realm, they would definitely help him.

How good it would be to trade her alone for a big promise.

"...What do you think of me?" Jing Rong paused, "I haven't fallen to the point where I want to use my juniors and younger sisters for glory, and there won't be that day!"

"Listen better, Xiao Jing." Jing Rong's complexion changed slightly, Zhe Lan, Zhe Lan, too, what kind of nonsense was the Hengshan Sword School talking about...

"Senior brother will not trade you for the peace of our sect. If you do something wrong, you should pay for it, and it has nothing to do with you."

"No, it's not...Senior brother..." Seeing that Jing Rong lost his composure, Yun Jing panicked, wanted to touch him but stopped, and only frowned and tried to defend himself: "My words were inappropriate, listen to me..."

"I'm originally from the Western Realm, and I've been away from home for quite a while now. Now the Changshengmen and my parents have come to welcome me in person. Although I look heartless, I'm not really heartless. I really want to Theirs, and it's not just this one thing that makes me want to go back."

Yun Jing tried her best to keep smiling, she was betting, she was betting that Jing Rong didn't know how stalemate her relationship with her parents was, even Ning Jiuchen didn't know about it.

Jing Rong's eyes seemed to be moved when he heard the words, and he half-believingly said: "Xiao Jing, tell the truth to senior brother, do you really want to go back?"

"Really." Yun Jing blinked, and his smile grew stronger, "My parents even apologized to me, you don't know how much they miss me, I, I miss them too!"

"In short, the promise of Changshengmen is just an additional condition. I wanted to be good to the sect, so I brought it up first to make you happy, brother. I don't want to be misunderstood by you." Yunjing was still the usual old man. With a strange appearance, the pain in Jing Rong's eyes also dissipated a little with her words.

Hearing her words, Jing Rong was a little speechless for a while, and after pondering for a long time, he said slowly: "Then you promise senior brother that you will never force yourself. If you don't like it, we won't go. Senior brother will protect you. If you I went, and felt uncomfortable, so I sent a letter to the senior brother, and the senior brother will pick you up in person, okay?"

He had already lost a Zhelan, and he really didn't want to lose another Yunjing because of himself.

"Okay, it's all good, I'll listen and write it down." Yun Jing smiled brightly, "So brother, don't think too much, okay? I really miss my parents, and I really want to go home. "

"Then...then why did you lock yourself up?" Jing Rong was a little at a loss for words, and still didn't quite believe Yun Jing's statement.

"I'm here, waiting for you." Yunjing Yile said, "If you don't lock yourself up, maybe your parents miss me too much, so I hurried away, and I can't wait for the senior brother to come back, so we can talk. "

In fact, she still wanted to mention Senior Brother Zhelan, so that Senior Brother would go and offer incense to Senior Brother Zhelan for her during the Tomb Sweeping Festival, but the farewell was imminent, and mentioning Senior Brother Zhelan would somewhat make Senior Brother sad.

Why don't I mention it, come to think of it, the senior brother will also remember to offer incense to the senior brother Zhelan.

That is, brother, please don't put out the incense candle again.

Thinking about it, Yun Jing couldn't help laughing, Jing Rong heard her respect and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I just think of you, brother. You seem to be ruthless and selfless on weekdays. If I commit a crime, you will tolerate me very much."

"I'm just your junior sister, and I won't allow anyone to go." Jing Rong's expression eased a bit, "When you go back, you will be a saint, so don't be naughty."

"Okay." Yun Jing responded to Jing Rong's exhortations one by one, it was rare for them to talk so much, Moyue finished talking for decades at once.

Yun Jing seemed to be in a good mood, and said instead: "Brother, you should also think about yourself. You are the suzerain of my sect and the leader of the cultivation world. As long as you are doing well, no matter how difficult it is, there is still a glimmer of hope."

"If you don't take good care of yourself, who else can you count on in this world?"

"Remember, be nice to yourself."