This devil can't get through

Chapter 91 East Continent Chaos
Xia Qingyang wiped away his tears and held the scroll of Taoism in his hand silently...he is, can't get rid of the cause and effect of the teaching?
At the same time, he looked at the statue...or rather, the Heavenly Venerate Token hidden in the statue.

Back then, it was this talisman that saved those human races who were slaughtered by the demon race in ancient times.

To intercept a ray of life for all souls...

Xia Qingyang closed his eyes, suddenly held the book in both hands respectfully and respectfully knelt down to the wooden statue.

A knock, he respects this heart.

This sect master has really done it. Under his seat, no matter whether it is a monster, a human being, or a natural divine, they can coexist harmoniously.

It is only by intercepting teaching that it can flourish at the earliest.

Knock again, he respects the teacher's true disposition.

Other sages either put their face as the most important thing, or they like to care about the gains and losses... Only he is willing to stand up for his disciples, and only he will be the only one who will take care of the truth.

Three kowtows, respecting his kindness to the maintenance of the human race.

He didn't save all, but just fulfilled his promise to give all souls a chance of life... This is enough, which is enough under the circumstances of the year.

After three kowtows, Xia Qingyang got up and looked again.

But he was suddenly in a trance, as if he saw a young Taoist nod and smile at him in front of him, as if approving.

He calmed down and looked again, only to see that it was still a wooden sculpture.

In the hesitation, he seemed to have a feeling... Whether the statue is effective or not has nothing to do with the material used, only the sincerity.

He doesn't know what he is, intercepting disciples?

It's not so contradictory anymore, but Master Tongtian didn't say anything after all.

who cares……

He had completely changed his mind at this time, and respectfully invited the wooden statue to the most empty hall, hesitating for a while...

He began to carve in this temple, it was not a rigorous statue of a god, but a simple sculpture of different human figures... Each figure was very freehand, and it was just composed of simple lines.

This is completely different from the gorgeous god statue, as if it is just a simple portrait with a simple style.

But it is said to be a portrait, but there is no engraving of any mask, nor any paint.

It was just placed in this normally closed hall in the original wooden color form, and was not enshrined by others, as if it was just... to accompany and relieve the boredom of the wooden man in the middle.

For three months, Xia Qingyang just finished carving these faceless statues and did nothing else.

When he walked out of the nameless hall full of wooden figures in a trance, he realized his state in a trance...

For three months without sleep, he was either thinking or sculpting... His spirit was always in a state of inexplicable emotion.

His body is very weak, and his primordial spirit has grown a lot without knowing it.

The Six Realms of Divine Illusory... without realizing it, it has already reached such a height.

Moreover, the strength of his primordial spirit at this time is extremely condensed, even the "Taiyin Qingshen Zhengfa" has no way to condense it.

He was able to get out, the door of the temple full of wooden figures behind him was closed, and he just stood at the door and waited from midnight until dawn, and he seemed to be a little gloomy in his heart, and then returned.' Holy Blood'.

……

"Why did it take so long to come back?"

When the person was still at the door, he had already felt a volley of palm energy from the tribulation period.

Xia Qingyang's spirit was still under the touching aftertaste, and when he raised his hand subconsciously... he brought the palm of his hand to the past in an understatement like a breeze blowing a hill.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "The disciple has a little understanding, and unknowingly retreated for three months... It was the disciple's fault that he lost his trust in the master."

Song Xiaoci looked over in amazement and said: "It seems that you have indeed arrived by fate... It's strange, my devil's sect... Bah, my holy sect can even have a disciple who learns from the law and has an epiphany."

Xia Qingyang was a little awake now, and said with warm eyes: "The disciple has indeed obtained some fate, but for some reasons, I can't tell the master for the time being."

Song Xiaoci was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "You can keep your secrets yourself. What are you doing with so much nonsense with me?"

Seeing this, Xia Qingyang shook his head and laughed, and then said, "The disciple went down?"

Song Xiaoci hesitated for a moment and asked, "Wait a moment, the master has already instructed the kitchen to cook you something to eat... I just happened to tell you about some changes around you."

Xia Qingyang asked with an expression: "What happened?"

Song Xiaoci didn't say much, just at this time, a waiter had already brought pastries and side dishes.

She sat down at the stone table in the front yard, then took out the wine cup and said, "Sit down and talk to you while you eat."

Xia Qingyang nodded when he heard the words, he was not hypocritical, he sat down, ate something casually, and drank a large mouthful of fruit wine... three months without eating or drinking and maintaining a lot of work, he was indeed starving. .

Although it is said that there is no problem with inedias for cultivators... but he does not have a serious method for inedias.

Song Xiaoci also drank a cup of himself, and only after a hint of wine red appeared on his face, did he start talking about the business: "There was a tragedy in the Zhongwu country next door, and a large number of monsters suddenly appeared and ravaged almost the whole territory!"

"When the Tianwei Xianzong and the major immortals in Zhongwu's country reacted, the scene has become uncontrollable."

"I heard that there are even many cultivators' sects that have been broken by monsters, and there are almost no dogs or cats left in the door."

Xia Qingyang just took a bite of the cake when he heard the words, and then expressed his opinion: "That must be someone fishing in troubled waters."

Song Xiaoci also nodded, and then laughed: "It's ridiculous that they have already begun to shirk responsibility before they can handle it themselves."

"Some people suggested that this was the mistake of Beiheng Xianzong, which caused this catastrophe this time."

Xia Qingyang was surprised: "Does anyone believe this kind of thing?"

Song Xiaoci said: "There are still many people who believe. After all, Beiheng Xianzong can actually be said to be incompatible with Dongzhou Zhengdao, and many sects are not so willing to hand over spiritual resources to Beiheng Xianzong."

Xia Qingyang's eyes widened slightly, as if he had a question to ask.

Seeing this, Song Xiaoci picked up his chopsticks, took a side dish for him, put it in the bowl, and said, "You eat yours, I know what you want to ask."

"Beijing Xianzong resists monsters in the northern border of Dongzhou... Almost all of their disciples are fighting monsters. Where do they have time to accumulate spiritual materials to operate spiritual mines?"

"So every year, Dongzhou Zhengdao will unite to provide Beiheng Xianzong with a part of the medicinal herbs, spirit stones and various spiritual materials to protect the Beiheng Xianzong's combat power."

"But this time, many sects refused to continue to provide resources to Beiheng Xianzong on the grounds that they were unable to protect themselves."

Xia Qingyang's eyes widened, is there such a thing?
His sense of Beiheng Xianzong is actually not bad. This is a sect with true integrity and faith...

Song Xiaoci then shook his head and said, "Our Holy Sect and even the Black Forest Country are too remote in Dongzhou, and these things are not our time to worry about."

"I'm telling you this for the teacher, because I think we should at least be nervous and prepare for the battle... What do you think?"

Xia Qingyang pointed to himself and felt that the food in his mouth was a little choking...

Song Xiaoci smiled and said: "Don't look like that, you are the chief disciple of the Blood Pond that I recognize, and you are qualified to participate in these decision-making matters."

Xia Qingyang swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "Master, I think I can call my senior sister and junior brother over here, at least to see if there is a patriarch willing to bless them with divine power."

Hearing this, Song Xiaoci nodded slightly and said, "This matter is also considered by the teacher... But this time I want to ask you if you can train your juniors and brothers for the teacher."

Another two poor babies being stocked...

Without any hesitation, Xia Qingyang nodded and said, "Good master, just leave them to me."

He agreed happily, but Song Xiaoci was a little surprised... She still gave her reason: "Ru'er has been busy with blood pond affairs recently, and her cultivation has fallen behind a lot. She has to make up for her lessons for her teacher."

Xia Qingyang realized that this was still a difference in intimacy... But it was nothing, it was really hard for him to refuse Song Xiaoci's request.

He said, "Master, you can rest assured to instruct senior sister, and leave other things to me."

Song Xiaoci looked at Xia Qingyang in a daze, but felt that there was nothing wrong with it...

(End of this chapter)