The Evil Way of the Heavens

  Chapter 442 The man who fell in the ancestral hall

  Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.

  Houshan, the ancestral hall of the ancestor.

  The light is dim, and there are two people standing inside.

  One person held the three-pillar fragrance, respectfully bowed to the spiritual position of countless ancestors and ancestors, and then took a step forward and inserted the sandalwood incense in his hand into the incense burner on the altar.

  The other person looked a little desolate, standing behind the Shangxiang person, staring at him.

  Under the dim candlelight, two long shadows poured on the ground.

  For a while, the person who Shangxiang turned his head slowly, and then the faint candlelight saw his cheek clearly, it was the current Qingyun head Daoxuan.

   His eyes fell on the desolate person behind him, and he sighed: "You, seem to be a lot older again!"

  The down-and-down person chuckled twice when he heard the words, and didn't care, and said calmly: "There is nothing weird about the years that make people grow old!"

   "You!"

   Daoxuan shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

   "Li'er, is there still no news?"

  The desperate person suddenly frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked.

  Dao Xuan's expression changed drastically, the color of worry floated in his eyes, and he sighed: "No!"

  The downhearted person sighed slightly in his heart, looked into the distance through the gate of the ancestral hall, and whispered: "Li'er, this child is a good material. Regardless of his aptitude and temperament, he is the best choice.

  You need to find him as soon as possible"

  Dao Xuan stepped forward two steps, walked to the downright man, looked into the distance with a solemn and worried expression, and said: "Li'er's aptitude is indeed rare in the world, now should I enter the upper level of Dao Shang Qing?!"

  The down-and-out man smiled, as if he had thought of something, and after a while: "Recently I heard that you have the idea of ​​accepting a disciple again?"

  "Um"

   Daoxuan’s face muscles suddenly twitched. He turned to look at the downright man beside him, shook his head and smiled, “I didn’t expect you to have a gossip side!”

   "Hehe, nothing to do, just relieve boredom!"

  The down-and-out man smiled.

  "Ahem"

   Daoxuan nodded, suddenly his complexion changed, he touched his chest, and coughed a few times.

The downturned man frowned, looked at Daoxuan’s chest, then looked at Dao’s pale face, and frowned:

   "It's been so long, haven't your injuries healed yet?"

"No!"

Daoxuan Zhenren shook his head, his coughing gradually became louder.

   Then his face gradually became ugly, and after a while, the cough slowly subsided.

   "Huh!"

  Dao Xuan took a breath, turned around, no longer looked at the door in the distance, and walked to the spiritual platform that enshrines countless ancestors of Qingyunmen.

   looked at it for a while, and then quietly said: "I didn't expect that the backlash of the'Zhu Xianjian' could be so powerful!"

  The man walked over slowly, reached out his hand to take a rag, and began to wipe gently on the heavy altar, and said in his mouth:

  "The power of the Zhuxian Sword is so great, coupled with the'Zhuxian Sword Formation', it can go against the sky. Such fierce things are against God's will and are naturally not good-looking."

  Dao Xuan shook his head after hearing this, and said: "I know about this naturally, but forget it!"

  The person slowly wiped the offering table. The movements were very slow and slow. It seemed that the wiping was already very long, so he was so focused.

  He looked at the table with his eyes, and suddenly smiled, and said, “Actually, I know that the injury on your body was not caused by Zhuxianjian, but by using the soul of the soul, right.”

  Dao Xuan heard the words and looked at the back of the down-and-out man, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, flashes of surprise, but soon disappeared!

   "I'm leaving first, I'll chat with you next time!"

Daoxuan shook his head, turned and walked outside.

   "Are you leaving now?"

  Some desolate voice of the man came from behind him.

   "You think too much, I was injured by Zhu Xianjian, not because of the death of the soul!"

  Dao Xuan Zhenren stopped, without turning his head, a low voice sounded.

  The man stood in the dark shadow, smiled and did not answer.

  Dao Xuan is gone!

  No looking back, very simply!

  The person's body is already hidden in the shadow, motionless.

  South Xinjiang Qilidong, where the palace is located.

  The battle was over, and Li Li simply dealt with the injury, and then returned to the stone bed to rest.

   Soon.

  The Great Wizard Wu Zhe walked in, looked at Li Li lying on the stone bed, frowned slightly, hesitated, and said, "You shouldn't make a move today."

  Mo Li started slowly, turned to look at the great wizard Wu Zhe before him, and smiled indifferently: "I have done all my shots, what should I do or not."

  The great wizard Wu Zhe was taken aback when he heard the words, then he shook his head and smiled. Li Li said that was really good, and he had already started what he should or should not do.

   "How is the injury on your body?"

  Thinking about it for a while, the great wizard Wu Zhe's deep voice sounded, with a trace of concern in his voice.

   Mo Li smiled Yaoyao's head and said: "I am injured, but the problem is not big, it has been dealt with!

   By the way, how about the casualties of the Wu Clan this time? "

   Thinking of the Wu Clan who had died in the battle, Li Qi frowned slightly. He knew that this matter was not over, the black tiger was not killed, and future generations would definitely make a comeback again.

   "The black tiger is not dead, he will come again in the future, you have to be careful!"

  After thinking for a while, Li Li decided to tell Wu Zhe the news that Black Tiger was not dead.

  Short-term contact, I feel Wuzhe is good.

"I know!"

   Wu Zhe was not surprised when he heard it, or that he should have known that Black Tiger was not dead, his tone was unusually flat.

   "Oh, it looks like you have known it a long time ago?"

   Li Qiye is different.

   "Not bad!"

   Wu Zhe nodded, his expression hesitated for a moment, and said: "He has the power of the beast demon's immortality, and ordinary people can't kill him at all."

  Mo Li's body was shocked, stunned, but then he fell silent, with a shocked expression on his face, before he said for a long time: "No wonder he didn't kill him!"

   Speaking of Black Tiger, the great wizard Wu Zhe always had a faint sadness on his face. As if he loved and hated him, he suddenly said: "Yes, he is an unkillable monster now!"

  A flash of pain flashed in his words.

   A trace of surprise passed in Mo Li's eyes, and he slowly said, "Different ways are not conspiring, and now you and him are unshakable enemies, you can't be kind!"

"Ugh!"

  Wu Zhe smiled sadly, turned around, looked at the distant sky, what came into view was the past.

   "The black tiger went astray may be related to the neglect of our brothers"

  Mo Li slowly shook his head, and whispered: "Human growth has nothing to do with other people. The bubbles under your feet are all on your own. Why do you add to the sadness?"

  Mo Li did not continue to speak, Wu Zhe also became silent!

  In the hall, it slowly entered the silence, only the breathing of the two remained.

  After a long time, Wu Zhe smiled bitterly, with endless sorrow: "Actually, Heihu is just a poor man who went wrong..."

"maybe!"

  Mo Li shook his head.

  As he said, everyone has their own choice.

  (End of this chapter)