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

In the middle of the night, listening to Xuefeng's snow falling heavier than usual, Wen Zhi sat quietly in the courtyard, warming wine on the small clay stove beside him.

Pu Ye took a sip of tea and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Canglang, do you have something on your mind today?"

Wen Zhi frowned and looked at the brightest star in the sky, and said in a flat voice, "I'm asking the stars in the sky why they are shining above my head of Langjian Sect today."

Pu Ye also followed Wen Zhi's gaze, and there was indeed a star that was the brightest, and he fixed his eyes on that star: "Let the poor monk guess, maybe the light emitted by the Langjian Sect is too dazzling. I want to see why."

Wen Zhi poured himself a glass of wine, but didn't drink it: "Then I still want to ask the stars in the sky, if one day the light of the Langjian Sect is brighter than them, what will they do?"

When Wen Zhi said this, he was looking directly at Pu Ye.

Pu Ye chuckled lightly: "Mr. Canglang, I'm afraid you have the suspicion of criticizing Sang Huai."

Wen Zhi's pupils are darker than the night: "Who are you referring to?"

Pu Ye has nothing to do with him: "Mr. Canglang, the poor monk is not willing to come here. I am an old bone. Nanming Shanshui is a good man, so why should I come to Langjianzong to ask for trouble? It's just that the court of Xuanye Give the poor monk a heavenly order, and I have to obey."

Wen Zhi's eyes flickered: "What did the heavenly order say?"

Pu Ye smiled slightly: "Mr. Canglang, this is a secret, and the poor monk can't tell it."

The wine in Wen Zhi's hand did not move at all: "Old friend, even if you don't tell me, I know a thing or two. In order to find out the cause of the spiritual power loophole, and to find out the relationship between Tingquan and the spiritual power loophole, after all, the spiritual loophole appeared. That time point is too sensitive and has a lot to do with Tingquan, if necessary, you can kill Bai Tingquan and warn me."

Pu Ye smiled and drank the tea in her hand.

"Mr. Canglang, if killing one person can save the world, what should you do?"

Wen Zhi looked at him without flinching: "Then the world will be destroyed."

Pu Ye shook her head.

"Mr. Canglang, sometimes people have to be confused. They are too sober and painful." Pu Ye got up and performed the Buddhist ceremony to him, the Buddhist beads in her hand reflected the soft brilliance of the stars and moon.

He hummed a Sanskrit song, and his figure gradually disappeared into the flying snow.

At this point, Wen Zhi understands.

Everyone in the world believed that killing Bai Tingquan would save the world.

But, without Bai Tingquan, who will save him?

Bai Tingquan stood in front of the mirror, and put a set of moon white robes in front of him, gesticulating.

He is usually flamboyant and bright, and his robes are all bright red, and even his luck is carefully wrapped in bright red silk.

But at this moment, all that came to his mind was, during the day, Song Qing and Wen Zhi were both dressed in white, that kind of matching appearance.

Bai Tingquan bit his lip, let out a breath, and put on this moon-white robe.

His facial features are really rich and colorful, especially a pair of eyes, which are round and bright, like a clear mirror.

The red dress can complement him perfectly, but if it is this moon-white robe, it is too bleak for him to wear, like a long-standing painting, faded.

Bai Tingquan looked at himself in the mirror, and after a long time, he obediently changed his Yuebai robe and put on the flamboyant red dress.

He is a remnant of the Demon Sect, and he will bear infamy all his life. He can't match such innocent clothes.

Bai Tingquan had nothing to take care of, he just held Bai Bai in his arms, Hong Yu changed back to human form, followed behind him, protecting him.

Bai Tingquan wrote a letter, which only said that he had accepted the reward offered by Yangluan Peak, went down the mountain to do a task, and would be back in two days.

He planned to put the letter in Wen Zhi's study in the dead of night.

With a heavy heart, he staggered on the snow and went straight to Wenzhi's small courtyard, but what he saw in front of him took him by surprise.

Wen Zhi's eyes were calm, as if he had been sitting in the snow for a long time, his body was filled with coldness.

His eyes were a little red, and he saw the figure of Bai Tingquan at a glance. He was slightly stunned, and stood up instantly. The movement of standing up overturned the small clay stove, and the wine jug that had been drunk fell into the snow, smashing a corner .

Bai Tingquan stopped in his tracks: "Master."

Wen Zhi saw Hong Yu following behind him, his eyes were deep, he stayed on Hong Yu for a long time, his voice sank: "Tingquan, where are you going?"

Bai Tingquan tried his best to make a smiling expression: "Master, I went to Yangluan Peak to pick up a reward. The time is urgent, and I will be back in two days."

Wen Zhi walked up to him, bringing a clear smell of alcohol: "Black reward order?"

Bai Tingquan shook his head: "No, Master, it's the simplest one. It's just that the disciple has encountered a bottleneck recently, so he wants to go down the mountain to experience it."

Without further ado, Wen Zhi transformed into the appearance of a water sun dish: "I'll accompany you."

Bai Tingquan stood still: "Master, no need, this reward is very simple, most of the time will be spent on the road, the disciple just goes out to get some air, it doesn't matter."

Facing the moonlight, Wen Zhi stared at him motionlessly.

Bai Tingquan swallowed secretly, and he raised his eyes to Wen Zhi: "Master, this disciple will definitely come back in two days."

"What my teacher told you, don't face the danger alone, don't you care?"

Bai Tingquan pulled out a smile with difficulty: "No, Master, disciples all remember that it is indeed chaotic outside at this time, and the Court of Xuan Ye will not let me go easily, but if disciples stay in Langjianzong all the time , I'm afraid it's not good for Lang Jianzong."

Wen Zhi has always been a calm person, but today when he faced Bai Tingquan's farewell, he always felt a little uneasy.

Although Bai Tingquan said that he would come back in two days, he had a hunch that Bai Tingquan would not appear after two days.He wants to take this opportunity to leave.

"Tingquan..."

Wen Zhi's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and just about to speak, he heard a female voice from a distance: "Mr. Canglang, I heard the old monk Puye say that you are not in a good mood today? He asked me to see what's going on. I can't figure out what's going on with you, even the old monk can't enlighten you?"

After finishing speaking, Song Qing approached and saw the master and apprentice who were in a stalemate.

Bai Tingquan lowered his eyes and focused on the snow on the ground.

Wen Zhi turned into a boy she didn't know, Song Qing had a quick mind, and smiled: "What's the matter, you two, did you quarrel?"

Song Qing walked up to Wen Zhi very naturally, and shook his hand in front of Wen Zhi's serious face: "Mr. Canglang, I have already said that disciples are not for reprimanding, the little ones are all rebellious... "

Wen Zhi pushed Song Qing's hand away coldly, turned his gaze, and said softly, "Tingquan, if you want to go down the mountain, I will accompany you as a teacher."

Song Qing raised her eyebrows and let out a "tsk".

Bai Tingquan shook his head: "Master, this disciple is not rebellious, but this time I want to rely on my own strength to make some progress."

He was actually going back to the Demon Sect, so how could he be accompanied by Wen Zhi.

If Wen Zhi knew that he was going to return to the Demon Sect at this time, how would the armistice agreement continue to exist?

Moreover, the armistice agreement was signed by Wen Zhi himself, and the signer of the agreement personally sent Bai Tingquan back to the Demon Sect, wouldn't it be another handle for the court of Xuan Ye?

Song Qing grabbed Wen Zhi and tugged at his sleeve: "That is to say, Xiao Tingquan is so old that he can always tell right from wrong, and... Canglang-jun, the old monk talked to you today. There are a lot of things that the old monk didn't explain to you, someone has to tell you, right?"

Wen Zhi suddenly looked sideways, his eyes seemed to burn with flames, and his eyes were like knives, piercing towards Song Qing.

Song Qing smiled brightly: "As for adults, what do Tingquan children know? If children know these things, they can only pay double the price to understand. The gain outweighs the loss, Mr. Canglang."

Bai Tingquan raised his eyes, and his eyes stayed on Song Qing's intimate holding of Wen Zhi's arm for a while, then he lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Master, that disciple is going down the mountain first, and will be back in two days. "

Wen Zhi has Song Qing, and the two of them join forces, the Court of Xuan Ye dare not do anything out of the ordinary.

The Court of Xuan Ye would probably not dare to confront Wen Zhi again.

Wen Zhi didn't make a sound.

Bai Tingquan only felt that the scorching sight almost pierced his body.

Song Qing smiled: "Little Tingquan, have a safe trip~"

Bai Tingquan smiled, and when he looked back, he saw Song Qing holding Wen Zhi's hand, and the two stood where they were, watching him off.

His eye sockets were suddenly sore, Bai Tingquan's heart tightened, and he turned his head quickly.

He will never come back.

He is no longer needed here.

Wen Zhi, farewell.

When Bai Tingquan's figure disappeared from Wen Zhi's sight, Wen Zhi immediately shook off Song Qing's hand, and an uncontrollable hostility appeared in his indifferent and calm eyes: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Song Qing was not frightened by Wen Zhi's appearance, she also patted her arm, and smiled: "I'm really sorry to threaten you with Xiaotingquan just now, and I don't want to, but there are some things you have to agree to." clear."

Wen Zhi changed back to its original appearance, watching the sea half an inch out of its scabbard, the silver light was dazzling, the blade was like water, and the majestic spiritual power spread around like the sea. As long as Wen Zhi thought about it, these spiritual powers would turn into deadly sharp blades.

Song Qing was not afraid at all, she still had time to stroke her wind-blown hair in the midst of the crisis.

Song Qing smiled and said: "Mr. Canglang, your little apprentice obviously returned to the Demon Sect. For the Langjian Sect, the Demon Sect is the safest place, isn't it?"

Wen Zhi was unwavering, he confronted Song Qing with anger in his eyes.

"And if you must accompany him, as the signer of the armistice agreement, you personally escort the hostages back to the Demon Sect. What do you think the Xuan Ye Court will think, and what will the other sects think? Bai Tingquan will not let him If you accompany me, obviously everything is considered for you, even if you don't listen to me, you still have to listen to your little apprentice, right?"

Song Qing shrugged: "Mr. Canglang, don't die at this time if you think you have a long life. Even if you kill me today, it's useless. We don't want to see what the old monk told you. Don't you want to see it?" Save Bai Tingquan, don't you want to save yourself?"

Wen Zhi said coldly: "He is safest only when he is by my side."

Song Qing laughed out loud: "Mr. Canglang, you do have the capital to say that, but if Heaven gets involved, how can you ensure his safety?"

Song Qing took out a piece of cloth from her bosom, spread it out in front of Wen Zhi, with the corners of her lips curled up: "No matter who it is, there is no way to fight against Heaven, right?"

Wen Zhi took a deep look at her, then took the cloth, lowered his eyes and read it.

The first line is the summary result of the spiritual flow changes around the Demon Sect investigated by Song Qing.

The abnormal changes in the spiritual flow around the Mozong seemed to be a precursor to the formation of spiritual leaks, but there were many changes in these spiritual flows, which was unusual.

Wen Zhi read it at a glance, then lit the cloth and destroyed it.

There was a cold smile on his face: "Palace Master Song's move is to doubt the Demon Sect?"

Song Qing folded his arms and looked at him: "It's not that I doubt the Demon Sect, Mr. Canglang. The final result of frequent spiritual loopholes can only be the destruction of the world. This crisis is far more complicated than you and I think. The people involved There will be more. The Demon Sect's Heavenly Dao Proclamation Court, we need to take these into consideration, you don't really think that these days when we come to Langjian Sect, we are just here to eat and drink, right?"

Wen Zhi was calm and composed, still with that indifferent look: "Have you checked the spiritual fluctuations in the Court of Proclamation?"

Song Qing was slightly taken aback.

She really didn't think of it.

"The culprit that caused all this...maybe hasn't appeared before us yet," Wen Zhi's voice submerged in the heavy snow, "maybe the Court of Proclamation is just a target that has been pushed to the surface."

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