Chapter 10 Conspiracy

What is troubled times?

The boxing god once said to Ren Xu that in troubled times, he could not avoid it and could not avoid it. He could only face the wave that would change everything.

If you survive, you will win.

If you are defeated, you will go with the waves and drown in history.

Maybe it has nothing to do with ordinary people, but for those who are unwilling to learn, troubled times are an opportunity.

And now the troubled times have not really come, but the wind has risen.

The large-scale counterattack of Daomen completely confused the forces that took the opportunity to seek benefits in Nanshenzhou. They found that they had no ability to resist in front of the huge thing of Daomen, and even the government could do nothing. The Taoist magic beyond the imagination of ordinary people made the Taoist sect like heavenly soldiers and gods.

Knowing that the aggressive forces woke up at this time, they remembered the terrible power and status of the Taoist sect. As one of the seven sects, history is only shorter than Baixue, and they practiced the art of becoming immortals and becoming ancestors. At this time, the anger of thunder, Nanshenzhou suddenly shook, and as the initiator, Tiangmen remained silent. This It is regarded as showing weakness, but is it really so?

Many forces concerned behind are waiting for a decisive battle. Only when Daomen and Tianganmen have a fierce battle and win or lose can they really decide the ownership of Nanshenzhou. In fact, Tianganmen has no way out. They must survive. If Daomen loses this battle, there is still a foundation for thousands of years. That's what I said, but if Tiangmen loses, I'm afraid it will disappear.

Just waiting for the fierce battle between the two sides, the people in the Taoist sect who have not entered the world for a long time have also aroused a lot of resentment in Nanshenzhou. The people in the Taoist sect have always regarded themselves as higher than mortals. Even the Doumen, Baixuemen and other sects are just like this in their eyes.

It's just that Xin Wuchen didn't notice these, and maybe he noticed it, but he didn't care. Now he is dedicated to expanding the power of Daomen and pressing Tianganmen step by step. He wants to completely destroy Tianganmen in the palm of his hand and give Nanshenzhou a deep impression to protect the prestige of Daomen for a hundred years.

But is Tiangan Gate really not moving?

At this moment, Iron-faced Sanlang is sitting in his house, holding a tea bowl in his hand and savoring the rare best tea. Next to his left hand, there is a stack of letter paper, all covered with red prints. He can't see the letter and name. There are only three words: Tiankang Gate.

"Chen Min."

Yin Sanlang said that a figure leaned over outside the door of the room. It was Chen Min, who had been demonized by practicing magic skills. After being caught by Yin Sanlang, he did not know what kind of deal he had done with Yin Sanlang. This former witch has now been hiding in Tianang Gate.

Yin Sanlang looked up, and Chen Min hung her hair casually on her shoulders, her hands folded, and the magnificent bank on her chest rose high, and her purple brocade clothes showed her curves very well.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Min said that her terrible voice when she was enchanted in the past has also returned to normal. Although her voice is not beautiful, it is also heavenly than before. Her eyes looking at Yin Sanlang are a little complicated, a little afraid, some reverence, and even a trace of affection. In her heart, this man who has been wearing an iron mask Zi is full of mystery.

Women are like cats, always maintaining a strong curiosity.

"The general action has been arranged, and now I need someone to supervise."

Yin Sanlang looked at Chen Min and said that the eyes behind the iron mask made Chen Min a little afraid to look directly.

"Although I eliminated the disadvantages brought by magic, I lost the moon wheel, and my strength decreased. Do you want me to supervise? Aren't you afraid that I can't suppress it?"

"Oh."

Yin Sanlang put down the tea bowl, reached out to pick up a few letters next to him, and sent them into the carbon stove one by one. His movements were indescribably soft, as if he were carefully wiping the antique porcelain, which made Chen Min beside him a little fascinated. It was not until Yin Sanlang turned his eyes to her face again that the woman looked away in panic.

"I help you and let you stay in Tiangan Gate. Naturally, I also know the action behind you. Since your cultivation has improved during the period of Tiangan Gate, it is time to prove whether you can still have the value to stay."

After saying that, Yin Sanlang stood up. The masked man's cultivation seems to be quite profound. After the battle of Canglan Mountain, he seems to have stepped into a higher level, but Chen Min doesn't know whether he has entered the legendary realm.

Today's Tiangan Gate, only the door owner Zhao Yunyang and the heartless Buddha Jia Xuan can be sure to enter the legendary realm. In the past few decades, there have been only six legends of Shenzhou. At this time, there are two legendary masters in a Tianguang Gate alone, which may also be a sign of the coming of troubled times.

Chen Min nod, and she had no reason or ability to refuse Yin Sanlang.

Yin Sanlang looked at the layers of tile eaves and trees in the distance, and the furthest end of his sight stayed on the highest and most remote house in the Tiangan Gate General Altar. There, he could feel a terrible force that was constantly condensing. His thoughts flew in Yin Sanlang's eyes under his mask, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yin Sanlang is planning and arranging in Tiangangmen. On the other hand, the young generation of Tiangangmen are not willing to be lonely. In this era, when young people are most likely to take office, they can't stand their patience and safely implement Yin Sanlang's avoidance strategy. After Zhao Pingting encouraged them, a group of people left the general hall. .

In this group, except for a few young descendants trained by Tiangangmen, most of them are young people from other affiliated gangs. These people are either talented or powerful, either the young master of the gang or the strongest disciples of this faction. There are also several women, but against Zhao Pingting, It seems to have lost a lot of color, and the existence of Zhao Pingting is also the reason why this group of young people dare to be unrestrained. Everyone wants to take off this arrogant flower.

He remained silent all the way. His blue sea polar sword was still wrapped in sackcloth, and his body fluctuated with the running of the horses. He disapproved of this trip, but since Yin Sanlang did not stop it, he could not say anything. Looking at Zhao Pingting's bright red back in front of him, he remembered that he didn't know. Where are you? The best brother who grew up together is still a little unaccustomed to the endless disappearance.

"Hey, Pingting, who are we going to be the first to have an operation?"