Chapter 276: Unpreserving

"This situation can only be like this, otherwise our Tiandao Sect will lose its face. Not only did the rebel disciples not deal with it, but also damaged many disciples. At that time, I'm afraid that the reputation of Tiandao Sect will fall to the lowest. I can't bear this responsibility!" Cang Yunzhen saw Long Tianyi's hesitation look, but he frowned and seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Lin Shaoheng stood in the next head and nodded secretly after listening to Cangyun Zhenren's words. The current situation is very clear. Although Long Tianyi is also a Yuanying monk and a surrogate suzerain, he has no prestige. In addition, he is restricted by Cangyun Zhenren, and there is no way to completely order the other four veins. Moreover, the Presbyterian Association does not Knowing why he was won by Cangyun Zhenren. Thinking of this, the current Tiandao Sect has actually been firmly controlled by Cangyun Zhenren.

"Since Uncle Cangyun has said so, everything is up to you!" Seeing Cangyun Zhenren's words, Long Tianyi looked up at Cangyun Zhenren. Seeing Cang Yun Zhenren looking at him with bright eyes, he didn't know what kind of look flashed in his eyes, and couldn't help saying a little lonely.

"Well, since you also agree with Tianyi, tomorrow, the disciples will issue a death order to the way of heaven. Humph, at that time, even if that Xiang Chen is slick, he will not escape death!" Cangyun Zhenren sneered, and then turned to Lin Shaoheng and said, "Shaoheng, you can go to the Linglong Tower in the apse to see how your master is doing. Tianyi and I still have something to talk about!"

"Yes, uncle, suzerain, Shaoheng will leave first!" Lin Shaoheng's heart moved when he heard the words and quickly saluted the two. Seeing that Long Tianyi nodded incompetently, he quickly dodged and walked to the apse, constantly thinking about what Cangyun Zhenren would say to Lin Shaoheng along the way.

"I've met Brother Lin!" Although Lin Shaoheng was thinking about things, he was not slow at all. He quickly came to the apse. Outside the hall in the far right corner, four disciples of Changmen with long swords were guarding outside the door. When they saw Lin Shaoheng, they saluted one by one.

"Don't be polite!" Lin Shaoheng also returned a salute, and then pushed open the door of the palace and walked in. You know that he has not completely settled the first seat of the fire for the time being, so he dare not claim to be the first seat of the fire. What's more, his current cultivation is also difficult to convince the public, which delayed, but he is not in a hurry, as long as he takes some time to go down the mountain again. At that time, find a person from the demon realm to kill it, absorb its demon elixir, and its strength will be greatly advanced.

After Lin Shaoheng entered the hall, he closed the door again. The decoration in the hall was very simple. There was only a wooden table, a wooden chair, and some simple decorations. Lin Shaoheng entered the inner hall. As soon as he entered, he saw a strange light flashing in it, and a sad scream was faintly heard in his ears. Here Suddenly, the remote hall sounded, which made people couldn't help but feel that there was a chill.

When I saw it clearly, I saw that the strange light was emitted from the flag inserted in the corner of the inner hall, and in the center, there was the mixed Yuan Linglong Tower, one of the seven treasures of Zhenzong, which was placed with Tiandaobao, and the sad scream came intermittently from the tower.

Lin Shaoheng made a formula, and the light on the flag suddenly converberated. I don't know why his expression seemed to be a little sad. He walked a few steps to the Linglong Tower. At this time, the Linglong Tower was only more than half a meter high, but from time to time, it emitted bursts of gold and silver intertwined light, from the fourth floor. At first, it flashed all the way to the seventh floor. The light seemed to contain very huge energy. Every interweaving, there would be a scream faintly coming from the tower.

"Oh, master, please forgive the disciple, the apprentice is also forced to..." Lin Shaoheng's face was a little twisted. Under the reflection of the gold and silver light, there was an indescribable strange feeling. He looked at the exquisite pagoda quietly and muttered to himself.

For some reason, Lin Shaoheng suddenly recalled the scene when he had just met Qianyang Zhenren. At that time, he was just an ordinary beggar in the ancient road city and lived an imprepancy. On that day, he went out to beg as usual, but because he rushed to the prince of the city owner, he was punched and kicked by dozens of evil slaves, and he was dying. When he rested, Qianyang appeared in front of him. With the detached status of the monk, those people did not dare to embarrass him at all.

Lin Shaoheng still remembers that when he opened his eyes from his dizziness, the first thing he saw was the immortal Taoist bone and the particularly kind Qianyang real person. At that time, Qianyang real person fed him a elixirs to treat his injury, and then asked him a sentence. It was this ordinary word that made him achieve his current achievements. So much so that after such a long time, he still can't forget that the Taoist looked at himself kindly and said to himself, "Son, come with me!"

Lin Shaoheng, who tasted the coldness and warmth of the world since he was a child, resolutely left the ancient road city with Qianyang Zhenren. He didn't know where to go or what to do. All he knew was that in the countless days when he begged, only the Taoist would look at himself with a kind eyes. Only that Taoist can save himself from the sea of suffering.

After that, Lin Shaoheng knew that the Taoist was a very famous real person in the world of cultivation and the head of the Tiandao sect. Lin Shaoheng himself did not have a name. He only knew that his surname was Lin. The name Shaoheng was also given by the real person of Qianyang. Since then, his identity was no longer an insignificant beggar, but , the eldest disciple of Qianyang Zhenren, Tiandaozong no longer dares to look down on him, and no one dares to bully him.

Lin Shaoheng's thoughts seemed to have returned to a long time ago, and his eyes were unconsciously moist. Since when did he become like this? He cares about the aura around him, so that he can't tolerate others who are better than himself, so that even his mentors are treated like this, but no matter what, he We all know that since we have chosen, there is no way to look back. Even if we know that we have done something wrong, we have to go on, even if we go to pieces.

A sad scream dragged Lin Shaoheng's thoughts back to the present. When he found out a touch of spiritual knowledge and entered the Linglong Tower where Qianyang Zhenren was imprisoned, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. At this time, Qianyang Zhenren, trapped in a corner of the tower, had completely turned into another person, and Qianyang Zhenren's whole body was dark. A pair of eyes were staring red, with strange black lines on his face, constantly roaring up to the sky, surrounded by huge gold and silver light flashing, constantly falling from the air and hitting him. At this time, he let out a sad scream.

Lin Shaoheng only felt that he would tremble every time he heard the scream. After a few glances, he couldn't bear to look at it any more. He had to withdraw his spiritual knowledge, and then vent the four-layer demon with heavenly fire. Although the demon was dead, Lin Shaoheng's eyes shed tears for some reason.

"Master, master, when the disciple has that ability, he will definitely come to save you and no longer let you suffer so much. If there is anything at that time, let the disciple bear it!" Lin Shaoheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and breathed, but he thought of Xiang Chen, and his face couldn't help but become vicious: "Xiang Chen, it's all because of you. If it weren't for you, how could I have been coerced to this point today? If it weren't for you, how could the master have been crushed into the tower to suffer this? You wait, there will always be One day, I, Lin Shaoheng, will definitely scrape you and vent my hatred!"

Lin Shaoheng roared crazily in his heart, and his eyes became sharper and sharper. His whole body kept flashing, and the hatred in his heart constantly stimulated him, so that he did not think about what the reason for all this was. Instead, he naturally pushed all the sins on Xiang Chen's head, and people were doing it. God is watching. No one knows whether the end of the matter will be as they wish until the last moment.

In the cliff of the back mountain of Tiandaozong from Huofeng, Yan Changfeng sat on a huge stone in one of it with a depressed expression, gasping for breath. On the edge of the cliff, hundreds of sword marks were cut out by him with a flying sword, which was dense and looked very cautious.

"I don't know how the little brother is doing. Alas, he can actually break the golden elixir. Little brother, little brother, why are you so stupid? Why don't you wait for the master to wake up!" Yan Changfeng gasped, but his mind kept turning his mind. You should know that he had been punished for three years. Only these months had annoyed him endlessly. He didn't know what to do with the rest of the time. He was not even in the mood to repair, let alone do anything else.

What annoyed Yan Changfeng more is that Xu Haoran and Xue Tianming have only come to see the wall in the past few months, and no one has come since then, which makes him extremely uncomfortable. If it hadn't been for the patriarchal rules, the periphery would have been banned again. He would have tried to leave here long ago. How could he stay until now, even a little news from outside. I don't know.

"I don't know how the master is. Have you woken up? It's all because of the cow nose of Cangyun. The eldest brother is really so bad that he will testify to the younger brother in public. It's too much!" Yan Changfeng thought hatefully, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be footsteps in the periphery prohibition.

Yan Changfeng thought he had heard it wrong at first, but later found that there was really a sound of footsteps. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly leaned over and looked out. When he saw that the person was actually Wang Dapeng, the third brother, he immediately shouted happily, "Brother, I'm here. Come on!"

Wang Dapeng squeezed out a smiling face, and his fat body was very flexible. He appeared in front of Yan Changfeng, and then put down a food box. Then he said to Yan Changfeng, "Lao Qi, you have suffered. I wanted to come to see you for a long time, but I didn't get the permission of the eldest brother until now. Don't be surprised!"

"What did the third brother say? I'm very happy that you can come. By the way, how is the master? Have you recovered?" Yan Changfeng took the food box, directly grabbed a ball of rice with his hand and put it in his mouth. Although he had already passed the valley stage, he had not eaten anything during this period of time, and he still felt extremely uncomfortable. While eating, he asked incoherently. Obviously, he had suffocated him these days.

Wang Dapeng smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and then shook his head. He didn't know how to tell Yan Changfeng that there were so many things that the current Tiandao Sect seemed to have completely changed, and even his former big brother, who was very familiar with and respected, had become strange. Many, and when the dead wood led people to destroy the Yuanjian Gate, he was among them. Many of those disciples had nothing to do with the Demon Realm, but they still destroyed it. Now, even his master has been pressed into the Linglong Tower, which makes him feel unpreserving.