After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness

In vain, he was happily playing the ball in the sun.

In the past few days, Bai Tingquan's injury has almost healed.His complexion also turned from pale at first to rosy, but even so, Wen Zhi did not dare to neglect at all. He guarded the Baiting Spring all day long, and was just called away by Ming Gengjun's little servant boy. Important matters need to be discussed.

Wen Zhi was not at ease when he was about to leave, and insisted on asking Sui Lan to stay by Bai Tingquan's side.

Sui Lan asked Bai Tingquan to dismiss him with a few words.

Bai Tingquan had a rare chance to be free. Panting, he moved a chair and sat in the courtyard, fascinated by the sinking sunset.

The scenery on the top of the snow-capped mountains is extremely charming. The pure white snow is dyed orange-red, and the color is bright and flamboyant, like vermilion ink dots falling into the pool.

Smudged layer by layer until the entire pool turned orange.

Bai Tingquan asked in a daze: "Hong Yu, why do you think Wen Zhi is so nice to me?"

Huge confusion appeared in Hongyu Little Mung Dou's eyes.

He remembered that he had answered this question many times.

Hong Yu said dully: "Master, I still feel that Lord Canglang has taken a fancy to you..."

Bai Tingquan glanced at him lightly: "Hong Yu, am I missing a memory?"

Hong Yu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly hid the flaws in his eyes, and said: "Master, I entered the Demon Sect late in the past, so I didn't know many things, besides, you are the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, who dares to tamper with your memory? "

Bai Tingquan didn't see the panic that Hong Yu hastily covered up, but continued to ask: "I just find it strange that Wen Zhi said that he saved my life when I was young, so even if he repays his kindness, he wouldn't be able to do that." Kind of place."

Hong Yu hurriedly said: "Master, you really don't need to think too much about this matter, Lord Canglang must have taken a fancy to you, you didn't see it, when you were attacked that night, Lord Canglang's expression was horrific, I was terrified looking at it, and I have no doubt that if he can catch the masked man, he can cut him into pieces."

Bai Tingquan was amused by Hong Yu: "You think Wen Zhi is you, shouting and beating every day."

He was sitting on a chair, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet and peaceful, and the warm tones of the setting sun reflected his face warm and bright.Bai Tingquan propped his cheeks with his hands, tilted his head, and his eyes were bright: "You said, Wen Zhi really likes me?"

Even though Hong Yu had followed Bai Tingquan for so many years, he was shocked by Bai Tingquan's face at this moment.

Hong Yu stammered: "Absolutely, master, I'm sure I'm not mistaken."

Bai Tingquan rolled his eyes and smiled, then restrained his smile, and said seriously: "So Hong Yu, who is that mysterious person? Why does he want to sow up the relationship between me and Wen Zhi?"

Hong Yu carefully glanced at Bai Tingquan, and then said: "Master, I think, first of all, the Lord can be ruled out. Although the Mozong has always regarded Lord Canglang as a thorn in his side, he is the one who most wants to kill in the Lord's heart." Ranked No.1, but the style of the master is that if he wants to kill someone, he will not beat around the bush at all, and he will kill him directly when he finds the right opportunity..."

Bai Tingquan waved his hand, stopping Hong Yu from accidentally bragging about his master's mouth.

Bai Tingquan said: "Then do you have any clues?"

Hong Yu glanced at Bai Tingquan carefully, and said cautiously: "Master, I think it might be the Court of Proclamation."

Bai Tingquan shook his head: "The Court of Xuan Ye is unreasonable. Although they are at odds with Wen Zhi, Wen Zhi's strength lies there. There is no need for them to let Wen Zhi's tendons be destroyed and become useless."

Hong Yu's eyes flickered slightly: "Master, although the court of Xuan Ye does not want to destroy Wen Zhi, is it possible, is it the meaning of heaven?"

Bai Tingquan straightened his back for a moment, his eyes froze: "Tell me."

The way of heaven sent down the oracle to the Court of Proclamation, and the Court of Proclamation has always been the mouthpiece and executor of the oracle.

Hong Yu tried his best to keep his voice down, and his small body flew to Bai Tingquan's ear, and said, "Master, I have also heard the Lord say that the way Canglang Lord cultivated is not the way of swordsmanship, nor the way of ruthlessness. , is another kind of 'Tao' beyond the way of heaven, but this 'Tao' is derived from the way of swordsmanship, so no one has found any clues, not even Ming Geng-jun..."

Hong Yu took a careful look at Bai Tingquan's expression, and continued: "The laws of heaven are strict and forbidding. If Lord Canglang really attains the Tao and ascends, everything will end badly, so...so Heaven wants to pass by Lord Canglang. Solved him before the robbery."

Bai Tingquan listened quietly, his face became more and more ugly.

He also remembered that in the original book, at this point, he had turned against Wen Zhi, and Wen Zhi would be persecuted by him, but now that he had made up his mind not to hurt Wen Zhi again, Heaven would also use his hands to destroy Wen Zhi, To fix the plot?

Is this the power of heaven?

Sang Wu patted the table with his knuckles, and looked at Wen Zhi in silence. After a long time, he finally said, "Junior Brother, are you ready for the matter of crossing the catastrophe? It is not appropriate to delay this matter..."

Wen Zhi silently looked at the clear tea soup in the teacup: "It's all ready, but I'm a little worried about listening to the spring..."

Sang Wu sighed softly: "That child..."

Wen Zhi pushed the teacup away: "Wait a little longer."

Sang Wu didn't say anything, just nodded: "It's always good to be cautious, but there is one thing I still want to mention to you."

Wen Zhi raised his eyes.

"A few days ago, it was probably the night you said that Tingquan was attacked by someone, and a breach was opened in the mountain guard formation."

"But he came in so quietly that none of us noticed."

"Indeed, I made a special investigation later, and since then, there has been no sign that the mountain protection formation has been opened. Maybe he is hiding among many disciples at this time," Sang Wu said gently, "It's just that there was another place that day. Strangely, the gap in the mountain protection array was artificially pierced, but it healed quickly, perhaps it was for this reason that we didn't pay attention to it."

Wen Zhi frowned: "If that's the case, then the strength of this person is extraordinary, and he must be above us."

Sang Wu sighed: "This is what I'm most worried about, I hope nothing will happen..."

Bai Tingquan recovered very well, at least he won't be out of breath after exerting a little effort, and the pain in his dantian has also eased a lot, but the crack still exists.

Bai Tingquan was very satisfied with the status quo, and spent the whole day teasing Baibai and chatting with Hongyu, but there was one thing... As time went by, more and more Jieyun gathered on the top of Tingxue Peak.

It was dark and heavy, and a crazy thunderstorm was brewing.

The disciples of the sect were all extremely excited. It was true that the person who was going to cross the catastrophe was Lord Canglang, and they all believed that since he was Lord Canglang, they would definitely be able to settle the thunder disaster.

That is Lord Canglang, the omnipotent Lord Canglang.

They only thought that Langjianzong had finally produced a Mahayana monk after so many years, Lord Canglang, and he was expected by everyone.

Wen Zhi still stayed by his side all day long, as if he hadn't noticed anything. One day, Bai Tingquan carefully approached Wen Zhi who was busy with his business, poked out a little furry head and said, "Master ..."

Wen Zhi immediately put down his work and looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

Bai Tingquan said: "Master, there are a lot of calamity clouds gathered outside Ting Xuefeng... Are you going to cross the calamity?"

Wen Zhi's face remained unchanged: "Um... are you scared?"

Bai Tingquan shook his head: "Master, if you are going to cross the catastrophe, do you need disciples to protect the Dharma? Disciple, disciple wants to accompany you."

Even though he didn't agree to the mysterious man's request, he was a little worried that the mysterious man would break the pot and take advantage of the opportunity of Wen Zhidu Jie to do something to correct the plot.

Wen Zhi smiled lightly, rubbed Bai Tingquan's head, and said softly: "Tingquan, don't worry about being a teacher, the thunder calamity during the tribulation period is not something you can bear, be obedient."

Bai Tingquan pursed his lips lightly.

If Wen Zhi really wants to be above the Dao of Heaven and not be bound by the Dao of Heaven, then this catastrophe must be extremely difficult. The Dao of Heaven is arrogant and will never allow such a thing to happen.

In the end there are only two outcomes.

One is that Tiandao played a ruthless hand and directly crushed Wenzhi to death in the thunder calamity.

The second is that there is a very small probability, even under the situation that is even more severe than other people's crossing the catastrophe, Wen Zhi narrowly escaped death and came back with one life.

If the mysterious person interferes, the extremely small probability of the latter will become zero, which is definitely not what Bai Tingquan wants to see.

Regarding these two situations, Wen Zhi must have a good idea.

Bai Tingquan said patiently: "Master, I heard that if a cultivator finds a trustworthy person to protect the Dharma when he crosses the calamity, the probability of successfully crossing the calamity will be greatly increased. And, moreover, Master, that day I was met The raid, this proves that the Langjian Sect is no longer absolutely safe..."

Wen Zhi always looked at him with gentle eyes, and waited until Bai Tingquan's own voice gradually weakened, then he said warmly: "Tingquan, be obedient."

The implication is that it is not allowed, nor does it agree with Bai Tingquan to protect him.

Bai Tingquan was a little angry, and turned his back to Wen Zhi angrily.

Wen Zhi is still so gentle, his voice is light: "Tingquan, take care of your wounds, don't think about other things."

Bai Tingquan ran to bed and wrapped himself in the quilt directly. No matter what Wen Zhi said, he made up his mind that if Wen Zhi refused to let him go, he would go secretly.

No matter what, we must ensure the success of Wen Zhi's crossing the catastrophe.

This is not only his obsession, but also the difficulty in his heart.

There was only Wen Zhi's helpless sigh coming from behind.

This kind of life went on for five or six days, and suddenly one day, after Bai Tingquan woke up, he didn't see Wen Zhi's figure, and he knew immediately that Wen Zhi's thunder disaster had arrived.