Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 292

At the same time, because of the phantom in the sky, all the cultivators and people of the ten states outside Qiushui, who were willing to look up, witnessed the battle between Qiushui and Xianfu.

Facing the mirage that suddenly appeared in the air, they gradually calmed down after a brief panic.

Many people even recognized Qiushui in the virtual image, and many people even guessed the Heavenly Punishment Formation above Qiushui's head, which was made up of cloud boats like a huge blood-colored millstone.

Some followers of the public, who had long felt resentment towards the sect, even cheered loudly after seeing this scene.

Other cultivators who stood on the side of the Zongmen aristocratic family remained silent, and some even closed the doors and windows and did not leave their homes.

Cang Yunzong of Qinglian Mansion in Yingzhou.

Suzerain Liu Mu has been standing in front of a small thatched hut on Muyu Peak for a whole day and night, he is waiting for an answer, to be precise, he is waiting for the owner of the small thatched hut in front of him to give him an answer.

Even though there were dark clouds and the howling mountain wind at Muyu Peak at this time, Liu Mu's expression remained unmoved. He still looked at the small wooden door devoutly in front of him, even the battle between Xianfu and Qiushui in the phantom mirage above his head couldn't help it. Make him look away.

squeak……

Suddenly, I don't know if the people inside were moved by Liu Mu, or he just wanted to come out for a breath after staying in the room for too long.

Anyway, the door opened.

The small wooden door was slowly pushed open from the inside, and the old wooden door made a tooth-squeezing creaking sound, and an old man with a haggard look came out from the inside.

"Since you know what I want, why do you insist on asking?"

The old man looked up at Liu Mudao.

"I'm waiting for Elder Xu to change his mind."

Liu Mu said.

"You don't have to wait, unless you can kill me and replace me, I'll still say that."

The old man put his hands into his sleeves and said calmly:
"Don't commit autumn water."

He spoke in a relaxed tone, and his standing posture was very casual. His stooped figure only reached Liu Mu's chest, but he seemed to be integrated with the Mu Yufeng, and he exuded an aura of calmness and prestige.

"Mr. Xu, are you really going to ruin the prospect of my Cangyun Sect because of Qiu Shui's illusory friendship?"

Liu Mu's stern expression finally began to loosen.

"If it's really for that friendship, I should be standing on the city wall of Qiushui right now."

The old man smiled wryly.

"I did this for our Cangyun Sect."

He raised his head again and looked at Liu Mudao.

"You keep saying that you are for our Cangyun Sect, but do you know that all the sects in Yingzhou have joined the Xianmeng, and they are all on their way to encircle and suppress Qiushui at this time. This battle is related to the future of Yingzhou and even ten prefectures in the next thousand years. According to the pattern, I, Cangyun Sect, must not be excluded!"

Liu Mu's emotions became more intense, and his words were full of complaints against Mr. Xu.

"The pattern of the ten states?"

Hearing this, Elder Xu shook his head and smiled wryly again.

"Do you really understand the Ten States? Do you really think that your Xianmeng represents the Ten States?"

He looked at Liu Mu and asked seriously.

"Of course I understand!"

Liu Mu believed in himself.

"You do not get it."

Elder Xu shook his head and said:

"If you really understand, you won't say such simple and childish things as changing the pattern of ten states."

As he spoke, he raised his head and pointed to the phantom mirage in the sky above his head, and continued:
"What you see in your eyes is a battle that changed the pattern of the ten states. In my eyes, this is just a gamble for Xianfu."

Almost at the same time as his words fell, a bell rang from the sky and the earth, and a trembling breath came from the direction of Qiushui.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Mu, who was stunned, could only see the purple clouds in the sky above Qiu Shui's head in the mirage virtual image above his head. Almost a hundred of Qiu Shui's disciples broke through at the same time, and in the smell from the wind, Liu Mu even felt It's no less than the breath of a real person in Taishang.

What is more straightforward is the virtual image of the mirage above the head.

In the phantom image of the mirage, Qiushui's disciples who were originally huddled in the mountains suddenly rushed out to the cloud boats in the Immortal Mansion.

In the blink of an eye, several cloud boats in the formation of Xianmeng's cloud boats ignited raging flames, and the densely packed team of cloud boats surrounding the autumn waters began to retreat one by one.

"This Qiushui, why in the blink of an eye, there are more than a hundred real-life cultivators..."

Liu Mu only felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.

……

Not only Liu Mu, but also cultivators from other prefectures in the ten prefectures were also horrified when they saw the scene of Qiushui disciple's counterattack in the phantom.

"This Qiushui has such strength, why is he willing to live in a corner of Yingzhou for thousands of years?"

Many people wondered in their hearts.

"He actually hid such a trick. The Immortal Alliance seems to be overshadowed. If this wave cannot be resisted, I am afraid it will be directly defeated by Qiushui."

And some smart people even saw that Qiu Shui's previous act of showing weakness was just for this unexpected blow at this time.

Lu Chaizong of Changzhou.

Xu Shen, the Sword Buddha who was sitting by the window, also saw this scene, and he let out a long sigh.

"It's really hard for you."

He said to himself, and he didn't know who he was referring to when he said "it's hard for you".

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

At this time, Xu Youyou trotted all the way to Xu Shen's side.

"Look, why is Uncle there?"

Pointing to Xu Daoning in the phantom image outside the window, she asked eagerly:
"How can our Lu Chai Sect help the Xianmeng to do bad things? Don't tell me you are the same as those people in the Xianmeng..."

"long."

Sword Buddha interrupted Xu Youyou, and then pulled him to sit beside him.

"That's your uncle's decision, it has nothing to do with Lu Chaizong."

Although he knew that this explanation was weak, Xu Shen still told Xu Youyou very seriously.

"Ugh……"

The sensible Xu Youyou obviously heard Xu Shen's helplessness, so she also opened her small mouth and sighed.

"However, Qiu Shui is so powerful. Although I can't understand it, but a sect can still gain the upper hand against the entire Shizhou Immortal Mansion. It really makes people feel very powerful."

She looked at the phantom of the Qiushui disciples who were not afraid of death and rushed towards the cloud boats, and the eyes were full of splendor.

"I don't know if there is any Master Li Bai among these Qiushui disciples..."

Xu Youyou said with a complicated expression, although she hoped that Li Yunsheng had escaped from Qiushui, she didn't want her master to be a deserter.

……

The Nangong Family of Kunlun Mansion.

Patriarch Nangong Lie, with his eldest son Nangong Yan, second son Nangong Wen, third son Nangong Ren, and a group of elders and core disciples of the Nangong family stood in the center of the courtyard of Nangong Mansion, all of them staring at the mirage above their heads with serious expressions. Virtual image.

"Unexpectedly, the background of this autumn water is not weaker than that of my Nangong family."

The second son, Nan Gongwen, looked at the scene of Qiushui disciple's counterattack above his head and said with emotion.

"Aside from the background, I think we should focus on the secret method that they let more than a hundred disciples break through in that instant."

The eldest son Nangong Yandao.

"Actually, I don't think it's a technique to improve your cultivation, it's more like breaking some kind of restraint on disciple Qiushui."

Nangong Rendao.

As soon as Nangong Ren said the words, Nangong Lie, who had been looking up at the battle above his head intently, looked back at Nangong Ren, and nodded in approval.

"The third one is right. Although I don't know the specific reason, it seems that Qiushui did use the method of imprisoning his disciples before."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to the phantom image above his head.

"No school is so stupid as to imprison the cultivation of its own disciples. If it is just to catch the opponent by surprise in this situation, then the cart is a little bit upside down."

Nangong Wen said with a serious expression.

"Father, you don't want us to participate in this matter, is it because of this hidden secret?"

He frowned and asked Nangong Lie.

"Although I have heard of some things, they are only hearsay after all. Of course, they cannot be used as the basis for my Nangong family's actions..."

Nangong Lie reluctantly moved his gaze away from the phantom mirage above his head, then glanced at Nangongyan and the others behind him, and then said:

"I told you not to get involved in this matter. I just want you to take a good look at the methods of the Immortal Alliance. Although Qiushui is still struggling, the Heavenly Punishment Formation has already been formed. If Qiu Shui wants to stand up, he must have the means to fight against the Heavenly Punishment Formation." , so it is only a matter of time before Qiushui is destroyed. Compared with sharing a share of the pie with the same stream of the Immortal League, I think if you can take this as a lesson and remember the unwillingness and shame of this sect being destroyed, this experience will be much better. This "one piece of the pie" is even rarer."

Hearing this, everyone's heart trembled, and each of them fell silent thoughtfully.

"It's not necessarily Qiushui who loses."

Just as Nangong Lie finished speaking, a girl's clear voice suddenly came from behind everyone.

After hearing the words, everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that the girl who spoke was none other than Nan Gongyue.

"Yue'er, why don't you stay in the house and come out and talk nonsense?"

Nangong Wen frowned and looked at Nangong Yuedao.

"Tell me why you think Qiushui won't lose."

Being refuted by his granddaughter, instead of feeling embarrassed, Nangong Lie looked at Nangongyue with great interest and asked.

"My instinct told me so."

Nan Gongyue walked up to Nan Gonglie and replied very simply.

"Stop messing around..."

"and many more."

Nangong Wen just wanted to take Nangong Yue back to the house, but was stopped by Nangong Lie.

"Everything happens for a reason, even intuition."

He looked at Nangong Yuedao.

"Grandpa, you should know that my gambling luck has always been good. If you don't believe your intuition, you can bet with me."

Nangong Yue shook her head.

"What are you gambling?"

"Bet on whether Shumizumen will live or die."

"What's the stake?"

Nangong Lie asked with great interest. He has many grandchildren, but most of them are a little afraid when they see him, but this Nangongyue has never been afraid of him.

"Dissolve my engagement with the Dragon Clan."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the courtyard.

"You are presumptuous! How can you explain this marriage contract?!"

Nan Gongwen's expression changed immediately when he heard this, and he slapped Nan Gongyue on the face.

"I wonder if you dare to bet?"

But Nangongyue raised her head without changing her expression, looked at the bright red palm print on her face and asked Nangonglie in a calm tone.

"Why don't you dare?"

Nangong Lie smiled as usual, and raised his hand to stop Nangongwen who looked a little angry.

"I don't know, Xiao Yue'er, do you want to bet on Qiu Shui's life or Qiu Shui's death?"

he asked.

"Naturally... life."

Hearing this, Nangong Yue said stubbornly.

　I've been a bit busy at work recently, and some people have been unlucky (even a small electric donkey has been punctured twice in a row), so I'm sorry for the slow update. It will definitely return to normal after August 8th. Don't worry. I am worried about whether I will enter the palace or not. I am writing right now, but I don't have that intention yet.

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