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When the winter news hit, it was nothing more than to make the north and south borders stained with blood, and the monks on the border became more and more difficult to fight.

Breaking the seal of the Demon Locking Tower is no different from solving the worries of all the demon clans who are afraid of the Demon Locking Tower. In the melee of the three clans, there are demons participating in the human race, which is gradually losing the wind.

How strong is Taoist Rong Xie?So what about the reappearance of Beixiao Sword Immortal?How can the double arrogance restrain their thousands of demons?

The division of human monks is not one mind, and ordinary people are nothing more than fish and meat knives to them. It is only a matter of time before the victory is tilted towards the demons.

Xiaoxue, the defense line in southern Xinjiang was completely defeated, and Nan Siyuan led his troops to retreat to the southern border.

It was also heard that Changchuanze Water Demon took the opportunity to attack, and Changchuan Academy was overwhelmed.

Nan Siyuan, who had just retreated into the southern defense line, looked at the pitch-black sky, and was a little too lazy to deal with the blood on the Taoist robe.

He has been in this southern border for a long time, and the Gu people are extremely meaningless to the Yao people, and they do nothing, otherwise they would never have retreated so quickly. I still remember the day they withdrew, the priest just looked at them indifferently. , silently telling the word liberation.

Liberation from being invaded by alien races?Really strange.

After staying in southern border for such a long time, Nan Siyuan also slowly pieced together a line. Perhaps, from the very beginning, the Gu people had never been on the same side as them.

The traitor from thousands of years ago finally walked on the same path as before.

"Who is it...?" Nan Siyuan murmured in a low voice, who has such a great ability to persuade the Gu people who have always been isolated in the world to cooperate with the Yaozu.

"Yan Huai, Lord of Qianjiu Palace?" Nan Siyuan read Yan Huai's name, and laughed ironically. As far as he could see, Yan Huai was responsible for all these things, and he didn't know what to praise. Yan Huai's words were unquestionable, but he still mocked him for being so ruthless to his fellow clansmen.

But now is not the time to argue about right and wrong.

Nan Siyuan picked up a lottery, the color in his eyes became darker like the sky, he wanted to make a big hexagram—heavenly fortune one hexagram.

This is a hexagram involving common people, and it is easy to hurt one's own luck and shorten one's life, but the future of all beings, he only sees a haze.

Those involved in this matter are all people of great luck. If he finds a divination today, he may have to pay with his life, but if he does not predict this divination, he will not be able to find a glimmer of hope under the gloom. ?

"The sun rises in the east, and the morning sun is north." The hexagram formula changes rapidly, but Nan Siyuan caught it, and the glimmer of life is facing north.

"Fate star double descends, crape myrtle transforms Qi into respect, the guide faces north, the meaning of the north star is dark, and the east star is shining, supplemented by the emperor star." Then he frowned even deeper.

The two stars cannot be on the same day, it is impossible for the two stars to come into the world, but the hexagrams are like this now, there is no doubt that the emperor star in the east refers to the feast, and the sun in the north is a metaphor for Jingrong. It is inclined to the East Emperor Star, and the Extreme North Star is a ray of light away.

This East Emperor Star still has stars that complement each other, but Beiming Star is the highest and most lonely, and its weekly stars are dim.

"Forget it, that's all." When Nan Siyuan received the hexagram, all the auxiliary hexagrams were shattered, and he also tried his best not to bleed. This day is a hexagram, not something he can peek at, but the appearance of the stars is about to collapse His half birthday.

"Although the auxiliary star of the northern fate is dim, it will not be completely silent. What's more, the most important thing is to see how he does it." He leaned on the edge of the wall and took a low breath, "I can do it Yes, it's just under this torrent, adding to the flames."

As soon as he accepted the hexagram, he saw Qin Wujian, the sleeve leader of the southern border, rushing over. Qin Wujian was still wounded, but he didn't seem to care much about it, and only sighed to Nan Siyuan: "Even if the southern border defense line It's broken, and I, Qin Wujian, are still here in the southern border, so don't think too much about it, Daoist Nan, just take care of your wounds first."

"It's not necessarily the case." Nan Siyuan smiled wryly and shook his head. The injury he caused was worse than the injury he went to the battlefield himself. At this moment, Qin Wujian misunderstood that he was too seriously injured and withdrew. Out of southern Xinjiang.

"Nan Daochang, don't be brave, we also have people from the Zhongnan Temple here, you can go back with them first." Qin Wujian patted Nan Siyuan's shoulder casually. He thought that his strength was normal, and he gave a friendly pat. The almost slap succeeded in aggravating Nan Siyuan's injury.

Nan Siyuan's face changed slightly, and he forced a smile and said: "I won't go back to Zhongnanguan, I want to go to the north."

"What are you going to the northern border for?" Qin Wujian, who was ordered to personally pick up the withdrawn monks from the southern border, was a little puzzled.

"Help Taoist Rong Xie with a helping hand."

From the southern border to the northern road, there are monsters and troubles again. This journey is destined to be difficult, but Nan Siyuan has no time to care about the southern border.

He wanted to go to the northern border to meet Taoist Rongxie. Since the surrounding stars of the Northern Fate Star were dim, he, Nan Siyuan, would light it up for him.

But this ever-changing situation will not make people so happy, the winter solstice, the east border declares war on Xiujie.

The winter solstice is the time when Xuantianzong is covered with snow. Under the silence, a gold-dyed battle post floated on the Changsheng platform, which shocked many Xuantianzong disciples who were already in a state of nervous tension. .

When Jing Rong came, he was dressed in white clothes and a plain crown, and his expression was not very moved. He brushed the air away, caught the post and looked back at the disciples in the audience.

All the disciples held their breath and waited for the suzerain's response, but Jing Rong just lit the battle post without saying anything.

In the current world of monsters and demons, the defense line in the southern border has been breached, and the demon cultivators in the eastern border have launched another battle card, which is tantamount to adding insult to injury.

But he is the master of this cultivation world, so he must not show a trace of cowardice.

"Sovereign, according to what the Wan Dao League said, there is no time to take care of our northern border, and many clans in the southern border also have no time to take care of themselves. Many disciples in the sect are dispatched to help the southern border and the extreme northern region. If we start another war with the eastern border, it may be difficult to take care of it."

The elders in charge are quite worried, the situation of Xuantianzong is really embarrassing now, everyone in the world is counting on them, but in fact, they are already too busy to take care of themselves.

Jing Rong pondered for a long time, and all the disciples in the audience held their breaths until he spoke: "Strengthen border patrols on the two borders, continue to evacuate the people, and I will go to the Xuanbei border in person tomorrow. During this period, the chief disciple of Qingyue Peak, Lin Taking over the position of suzerain for no reason, disciples of our sect, remember to abide by the sect law."

Taking protecting the people of the world as his own responsibility, he will never betray his sect and cause harm to the world.

Violators will be punished with impunity.

"This... Didn't I hear that the Demon Lord in the Eastern Realm once worshiped under the suzerain's sect? Why did he still make trouble for us..." Some disciples who were new to the sect and didn't know everything whispered.

"That's right... It's good to be a master and apprentice, why are you so disregarding the relationship..."

"It's not certain, can the suzerain go to persuade and negotiate a peace?" The naive person spoke even more.

He could hear these words, so he just turned around calmly, and Lin Xian in the audience panicked, and whispered to the newcomers: "Shut up! Arrogant teacher!"

"Oh..." A disciple responded in a low voice, and then said unconvincedly: "But isn't this a well-known thing? Why did you say it absurdly..."

"What good can there be by being involved with Moxiu, not to mention it is our suzerain's business, so stop talking about it..." There is also a persuasive voice to persuade.

Until a long sword engraved with the imprint of Qingyue Peak fell, Lin Wuduan, who was the chief of Qingyue Peak, stood still in front of the disciples of Wangui Peak, and glanced at these disciples who were still whispering just now with a sense of menace.

He said: "Since Uncle Fu Li left, your Wan Gui Peak's precepts have become more and more loose. Changsheng Terrace is a place for discussing important matters of the sect, not a place for spreading gossip. If the elders in charge of Wan Gui Peak can't control you well , Tomorrow I will transfer the elders of the Discipline Hall to Wangui Peak to teach you what is the discipline of the sect."

As soon as Lin Wuduan said this, the disciples were silent, and when Jing Rong left, he would be the acting suzerain, and it is not impossible to replace all the elders of Wangui Peak with the Discipline Hall.

Jing Rong, who was at the center of the topic, didn't have any extra reaction to this, maybe he was already bearish, or he didn't bother to care about ants.

Now he has more important things to do.

Qianjiu Palace in the East Realm declares war to repair the world, which seems to be a gesture of cooperation with the two races of monsters, which is of no benefit to Xuantianzong, but fortunately, the helpers from the Longevity Gate came quickly, which can be regarded as sharing some of Xuantianzong's burden pressure.

The ability of Changshengmen disciples to disperse demons is better than that of ordinary monks. Jing Rong also delayed his journey to Xuanbei Realm for a while because of the arrival of Changshengmen disciples. What Jing Rong is more worried about is.

"Saint in your door, how is Yunjing now?"

"Did you explain the concubine?"

"What?" Jing Rong didn't recognize this nickname, but the Longevity Gate quickly fell silent.

Jing Rong glanced at the disciple of the Longevity Sect, a little confused, or maybe, the Sect of Longevity has strict rules, and it has long been established that high-ranking disciples should not have contact with outsiders?

Jing Rong thought, it doesn't matter if the long sword is stained with blood, it doesn't matter if he carries it alone, and everything else is fine, he only hopes that his brothers and sisters are in peace.

As for why he wanted to go to the Xuanbei Realm at this time, it might be because of Li Zhifeng's emphatic statement that no one should be allowed to break through the Nine Heavens.

Li Zhifeng's words intangibly pointed out why Yanzhi disturbed the world so much. What Yanzhi wanted was not the dominance of the world, nor the equal coexistence of the three races. What he wanted was very clear from the beginning to the end.

From the time when he calculated Jingrong, to now the world is in chaos.

But as long as he looks good for a day, all of this will be a fantasy.

Xuantianzong, who was hidden under the fine snow, was peaceful as before, Jing Rong looked at him for a long time, and the Ling Xiao sword appeared in the flip of his hand, and the Ling Xiao sword, which added a lot of spiritual energy, circled around him and returned to its original position.

After he left the Xuanbei Realm, he might not return to the sect in a short time.

As soon as Jing Rong left, Nan Siyuan, who was late, was left empty-handed. He held the whisk in his hand and was silent for a long time, and only smiled and said: "It's okay, but it will take a little longer."