Chapter 5

Above the hall, Dao Xuan Zhenren has not come back yet, but among the crowd, there is a faint whisper.

When the three masters and apprentices of Shuiyue came back, they saw that everyone was separated on both sides, while Zhang Xiaofan still knelt on the ground alone. Lu Xueqi seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after Shuiyue's stern eyes swept over, she finally silently walked behind her and stopped.

After a while, Dao Xuanzhen slowly came out of the back hall and returned to his seat, and the hall suddenly calmed down.

Dao Xuanzhen did not ask Zhang Xiaofan immediately. Instead, he apologized and said to the Puhong monk next to him, "Brother Puhong, my disciples are rude and made my brother laugh."

Pu Hong smiled and said, "Brother Daoxuan, what are you talking about!"

At this time, the Taoist came over, took Zhang Xiaofan's fire stick in his hand, and put it on the coffee table next to Dao Xuanzhen. Dao Xuan frowned slightly and looked at him with a little doubt in his eyes.

The Taoist priest said in a low voice, "Brother, after you left just now, the situation was slightly chaotic. This thing has a lot to do with it. Just in case, I will put it away and put it back here now."

Dao Xuan nodded and said, "Brother has a heart."

Cangsong Taoist then retreated back, and Dao Xuanzhen's eyes also returned to Zhang Xiaofan again. Everyone was nervous for a moment, knowing that what came next was the moment to decide the fate of this teenager.

"Zhang Xiaofan, I'll ask you for the last time. Do you have anything to say?"

Sweat faintly appeared on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead, and the current situation is really extremely bad. It's just that he has been in Qingyunmen for many years, and he is well aware of the taboos on spying on the secret fax method of his door. If he really says it, it is not known how he will end up, but it is afraid that most of the Puzhi monks who have been buried for many years are not only damaged in his reputation, .

What's more, Puzhi Monk is one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. Will everyone believe in themselves, which is even more of a question?

He fought in his heart here. For a moment, he thought of Puzhi Yinrong, and for a moment, he thought of the teacher's deep kindness, but if he was forced to betray Puzhi, it was like forcing him to die. In a short period of time, it was definitely impossible to think clearly.

It's just that everyone above this hall will not give him any more time.

After listening to his question, Dao Xuan looked at Zhang Xiaofan's face was uncertain. Although there were beads of sweat on his forehead, he still did not say a word. Thinking of the scene when the disciples pleaded for him just now, in his heart, suddenly there was a nameless fire that had been sleeping for many years, burning.

It seems that a hundred years ago, the white figure also knelt on the Yuqing Hall like this, in front of the statue of the Sanqing, in front of all the teachers and elders, and even in the painstaking pleading of his peers, he was still so dejected, such an invincible world.

Sitting at the last Shuiyue, he looked at Dao Xuanzhen's face from afar. His body shook, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Bun!"

With a loud noise, everyone was shocked!

Dao Xuanzhen seemed to have finally lost patience. Huo Ran stood up and pointed to Zhang Xiaofan and said angrily, "In those years, I saw that your life was pitiful and left you in Qingyunmen, but unexpectedly, it was to raise a tiger!"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his body, raised his head, opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to say something.

But Daoxuan's face was as ice as frost, and he said in a cold voice, "If I don't remove your evil barrier today, how can I explain to the right path of the world? Well, let me fulfill your..."

Everyone lost their color, and Tian Buyi suddenly stood up. Among them, Lu Xueqi, Tian Linger, Lin Jingyu and others all turned pale. Even the Puhong monk sitting next to them in Tianyin Temple seemed to be a little unbearable. He whispered to Daoxuan, "Brother Daoxuan, do you think about this again..."

Dao Xuan snorted and said coldly, "This evil barrier is pregnant with demonic evil things, and I have violated my righteous taboos. My sins are deep." He picked up the fire stick on the coffee table and said, "Today I will let you die under your own demonic cult..."

Zhang Xiaofan's mind buzzed, blank, and it seemed that everything had lost its color in front of him. He only looked blankly and saw Dao Xuan stretched out his arm. Master Tian Buyi's face was pale and seemed to be about to speak, and the disciples of Qingyun around him were in a mess.

On top of the hall, someone is about to splash blood in five steps.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, which shocked the whole audience, and everyone lost their color. In the shock, it turned out that Dao Xuanzhen's body trembled, roared, and threw out the fire stick, as if it had been hot.

The burning stick crossed a dark shadow in the air and fell to the ground. When it bounced a few times, it actually rolled in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

At this time, everyone saw a dark shadow flying on the burning stick. After a moment, they paused in the air and made a strange squeak.

It is a different kind of centipede the size of a palm, with gorgeous colors and seven branches at the tail. At this moment, the vibration flew up, shook his head and tail, and looked extremely arrogant.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, and his whole body suddenly trembled slightly. He stared straight at the monster in mid-air, the thing deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory: "Seven-tailed centipede!"

In an instant, time was like a roaring stream, taking him to the dark night many years ago, when Puzhi fought with the mysterious man in black, and he lost everything at the same time!

His whole body trembled, and the boundless bloody smell in his deep heart surrounded him. He stretched out his hand and grasped the burning stick tightly in his hand!

But at this time, no one noticed Zhang Xiaofan's strangeness at all. Everyone's eyes and attention were on Dao Xuanzhen.

The first elder of Qingyunmen, whose experience is not comparable to that of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, they were about to surround Dao Xuan Zhenren, especially separated from the seven-tailed centipede. When everyone looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, they couldn't help but lose their color.

Dao Xuanzhen's right hand trembled, and there was a wound in his middle finger, which was obviously injured by the seven-tailed centipede. In this moment, the blood flowing out was already black. What's more, from the wound at the end of the finger, a shocking black gas almost attacked up at a visible speed.

The seven-tailed centipede is famous for being poisonous in the world. Even the Taoist Xuanzhen is such a master of Taoism, but he is also trapped by it.

For a moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren only felt dizzy and unbearable, but his Taoist line was so high, especially better than the Puzhi monk in those years. He immediately fixed his mind, pointed his left hand like a knife, and drew a rune in the air to his almost numb right hand for a moment, and suddenly stopped the attack of the black

At this moment, the Taoist priest rushed to his side and held his body tightly. Looking at Dao Xuan Zhenren's wound, he turned his head and shouted to Zhang Xiaofan, "Zhang Xiaofan, you evil bastard, how dare to secretly harm the leader!"

Everyone was shocked. Zhang Xiaofan lost his voice and said, "No, it's not me..."

Dao Xuanzhen, who was surrounded by everyone, looked a little better at this moment, but how poisonous the seven-tailed centipede was. Even on his face, he faintly saw the black gas, thin and not scattered. However, despite this, his mind was still clear. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Cover this evil barrier and inter

The Taoist priest turned his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Dao Xuanzhen gasped, but half of his heart was upside down, nodded, looked at him, and was about to say, "Then..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and the face of the Cangsong Taoist in front of him suddenly changed from anxious to ferocious. Almost at the same time, Dao Xuanzhen's heart was cold, and the pain came in an instant. His body was shocked. He originally moved to his right hand to suppress the poison, and suddenly dissipated.

"Ah!"

Daoxuan Zhenren roared, his left hand was cut down, and the left hand of Cangsong Taoist immediately greeted him. The two collided, and the man of Cang Song was shocked. He flew out backwards and fell in front of the door of the Yuqing Hall. After a moment, a blood stain slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth

On his right hand, he held a dagger, which was as clear as water, and he knew at a glance that it was not an ordinary product. At this moment, on the body of the sword, the blood stains and bright red blood slowly flowed down from the blade to the green bricks on the hall.

The crowd that was still in chaos just now suddenly quieted down, as if it were dead.

Dao Xuan's dark green Taoist robe, the abdomen has turned dark in a blink of an eye, and his whole face is suddenly extremely pale. However, the astonishment on his face at this moment is far better than the pain in his body.

"You, what are you doing?" In a hoarse voice, he asked everyone's questions to the Song Taoist standing at the door of the hall. At this moment, even Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and other disciples of Longshoufeng could hardly believe their eyes. They opened their mouths wide and looked at the person who was once one of the most powerful people on Qingyun Mountain.

"I?" The Cangsong Taoist seemed to suddenly become another person and laughed wildly: "I'm plotted on you! Can't you see it?" With that, he waved his hand, and the seven-tailed centipede in the air suddenly flew towards him and disappeared into his sleeve robe in a blink of an eye.

Qi Hao couldn't help it any longer. With confusion and horror in his voice, he shouted, "Master, are you crazy?"

The Taoist of Cangsong looked at him, and then his eyes fell on Lin Jingyu, who was standing beside Qi Hao but looked almost the same as him. There were more disciples of Longshoufeng, and even other disciples of Qingyunmen, looked at him with an unbelievable look at the madman.

"Hahaha, are you crazy? Yes! I've been crazy for a long time!" The Taoist looked up to the sky and laughed, as if there was a trace of madness: "As early as a hundred years ago, it was also in this Yuqing Hall. When I saw the end of Brother Wanjian, I was crazy!"

"Master!" Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu of Longshoufeng were already crying at this moment, but behind them, the chief elders of Qingyunmen around Daoxuan Zhenren suddenly stiffened their bodies!

Wan Jianyi, this name that seems to have a nightmare, with a strong shadow, pressed over the Qingyun Gate.

The corners of Dao Xuanzhen's eyes twitched. No one has dared to mention the name in front of him for a hundred years, as if it also deeply stimulated him. Xiao Yi just supported his body, but suddenly found that Dao Xuanzhen's battered body suddenly shook violently, and even through the layer of clothes, he also felt that the flame that suddenly burned in his teacher's body was so hot!

The Song Taoist stood there crazily, as if the evil spirit that had been accumulated in his heart for many years had finally leaked out. For a moment, no one came forward to arrest the murderer who hurt the supreme of the head of Qingyunmen.

He pointed to Dao Xuanzhen, and then pointed to the Sanqing statue in the shadow behind the crowd. He shouted, "You, you," he pointed to Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, Zeng Shuchang, Shang Zhengliang and other Qingyun's head, "You all told me conscientiously, who should sit in this position of the head? Is it Brother Wan in those years, or him?

No one answered. The young disciple was at a loss, but Tian Buyi and others were pale and didn't say a word.

Above the hall, only the Song Taoist echoed like a crazy voice: "Why, don't you talk? Do you feel guilty? Hahaha, yes! Yes! In fact, who doesn't know what to do? But now, who is the person sitting in this seat?

Shuiyue's face was pale. He looked at the pine that was different from usual, and said slowly, "Brother Cangsong, it's been more than a hundred years. Why are you so persistent?"

"Boh!" At this moment, the Taoist priest didn't care about his identity at all. He sneered fiercely, with disdain on his face, and sneered, "For more than a hundred years? Yes! I endured it for more than a hundred years, and it was not until today that I had the opportunity to redress the grievances of Brother Wan. In those years, under the door of Qingyun, the wild trip, you, you, you!"

He pointed his fingers one by one, pointed to Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang, and sneered, "You have been comfortable in the first position in the past hundred years, but do you still remember that Brother Wan was desperate to save our lives? But do you still remember who shared the monastic experience with us without stingy, so that we could make great progress? And you!"

He pointed to Shuiyue and said coldly, "You just said that I was so persistent? Hey hey, hey hey, who didn't know that you fell in love with Brother Wan in private, and he later saved you and loved you. Unexpectedly, he didn't die that day, but today he came to ridicule me!"

The pale color of the water moon!

"And you, Tian Buyi!" As if to vent all the resentment in his heart, the Taoist priest laughed wildly and pointed to Tian Buyi and shouted, "You said to yourself, what Brother Wan did to you, and how did you repay him?"

Tian Buyi's face was pale, his hands clenched his fists tightly, and his wife Su Ru stood next to him. His face was also ordinary pale, but the two of them did not say a word, and let the priest of Cang Song laughed loudly and accuse him there.

"You were just an ordinary and careless disciple under the Dazhufeng Gate that day, and even your masters and brothers looked down on you. But after Brother Wan met you, he recognized that you were a talented person. From then on, he carefully cultivated you. He not only told you about his monastic experience, but also strongly recommended you into the wild five-person trip. From then on, you can board the Qingyunmen and sit in today's position. Am I right?"

Tian Buyi took a deep breath, and his face was mixed with a little pain. After a long time, he slowly said from his mouth, "Brother Wan treats me with deep kindness. Even if I am crushed to pieces, it is difficult to repay!"

As soon as he said this, not only the disciples of Dazhufeng, but also the other veins, including the people of Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley, who were surprised by the chaos in Qingyun, also changed their faces. Obviously, even Tian Buyi admitted it like this. It can be seen that Brother Wan in the population of Cangsongdao does have a lot of secrets.

The Taoist of Cangsong sneered and said, "Okay, okay, okay, you finally admitted it. You still have a little conscience, so how do you repay him? Say it!"

Tian Buyi slowly lowered his head and bit his teeth tightly, as if his body was also trembling slightly.

Cangsong Taoist laughed wildly and said, "Okay, if you don't say it, I'll say it for you. You are a shameless person. It's in vain that Brother Wan valued you so much. After returning to Qingyun Mountain that day, you knew that Brother Wan liked Sister Su Rusu, who liked Xiaozhufeng at that time, but you took love with a knife. Is there such a thing?

Tian Buyi suddenly raised his head, but when he touched the almost crazy eyes of the Cangsong Taoist, the burning flame seemed to burn in it. Somehow, he felt as if there was a white figure standing behind the Cangsong Taoist. He suddenly couldn't speak and slowly lowered his head.

He didn't say anything, but Su Ru beside him suddenly took a step and shouted, "Brother Cangsong, come to me if you have something to do! Brother Wan did have a heart for me in those years, but I respected and loved him from beginning to end. He is as kind to our husband and wife, but it's not easy for me to be good. It's all my own meaning. I can't say anything about love. And Brother Wan himself blessed both of us in front of us in those years.

Cangsong Taoist sneered and said, "How proud Brother Wan is. After being betrayed by the two of you, how can he be pestered like a layman? He has always preferred to be sad than to be seen by others.

Speaking of this, he seemed to be unwilling to go on. He stared at the injured and gasping Tao Xuanzhen, and his eyes were full of endless hatred. He said, "In those years, Brother Wan treated me like a father, cultivated me with one hand, and he didn't care about his life to save me in the wilderness. My life had been A hundred years ago, I tried my best to save him. Since then, I have told myself that I will avenge him anyway!"

In the last few words, he shouted hoarsely, as if he were looking at his deep heart, and like looking at the eyes in the dark.

Xiao Yi's face turned pale, but to his surprise, it was the body he supported and suddenly pushed him away.

The head of Qingyunmen is the supreme leader in the world for a hundred years. Dao Xuanzhen is still bleeding in his wound. When the black gas seems to be getting heavier and heavier, he slowly came out step by step with his own strength.

His momentum covered all the people in an instant. The dark green Taoist robe was flying without wind, and he faintly saw his hands, clenched his fist deeply, and even his nails fell into the flesh.

He looked ahead, straightened up, faced the Song Taoist, and seemed to face the invisible white figure. He laughed loudly: "Okay, I didn't expect that the public case in those years made you remember it so much. Come and have a try to see if I am worthy to be the head of this!"

He squinted at Cang Song, and suddenly stretched out his palms from the clenched fists. From the wound in his right hand, drops of black blood gushed out, and the black gas on his face gradually faded. It's just that his face is paler, but his voice becomes sad, with a trace of disdain: "Do you deserve it?"

The Taoist of Cangsong suddenly laughed and said, "Yes, you are awesome. Under the Qingyun Gate in those years, Brother Wan and you have always been the peerless double pride. I'm not your opponent, but someone will deal with you."

Dao Xuanzhen looked solemn and said coldly, "Who is it?"

On the hall, everyone held their breath, and the disciples of Qingyunmen looked at each other, but they also looked embarrassed when they stood aside and saw the chaotic Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley of Qingyunmen.

The Taoist of Cangsong laughed endlessly. At this time, a strong voice suddenly came from the distant place outside the Yuqing Hall: "Dao Xuan's old friend, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. It's gratifying to see your demeanor as before!"

The sound was like thunder, rumbling. In a moment, there was a sudden shout of killing outside the Tongtian Peak, and the front of the mountain was in chaos. In the panic, it seemed that someone shouted from afar, "The demon demon came up the mountain!"

"What?"

All the people in Qingyunmen were pale. Dao Xuanzhen took a deep breath, pointed to the Cangsong Taoist, and said almost in disbelief, "You, how dare you betray the master and collude with the demon religion!"

The Cangsong Taoist laughed wildly and said, "Yes, I'm colluding with the demon religion, so what! In my opinion, Qingyunmen hides dirt, which is worse than magic teaching! In order to avenge Brother Wan, I don't care even if I go to hell, let alone collude with the demon religion?

Su Ru's face turned pale and whispered, "Crazy, crazy, he's really crazy!"

Tian is not easy to hear, and his face is grim. He knows that over the years, the Cangsong Taoist has been extremely powerful in Qingyunmen, and he is even responsible for the daily defense. Today, the Demon Sect was killed in a big way, and it was not discovered by everyone until it arrived at the Yuqing Hall. The situation was so bad that it was really incomerable.

In a blink of an eye, he saw that in the chaos, his little apprentice Zhang Xiaofan, held the fire stick and stood there by himself. At present, he pulled him behind him while others were not paying attention, but in a blink of an eye, he found that there was something wrong with his little apprentice.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were faintly red, staring at the figure of the Song Taoist, as if he was still saying something slightly: "It's him, it's him, it must be him..."