The sword is the devil

Chapter 177 anticlimactic
Hou Tiao guessed wrong, and Jincheng's support never came.

This overturned his cognition of Quanzhen Sect, and he understood that at his current stage, he could not see the truth of this sect, or in other words, what he saw and thought were all appearances and false appearances.

The news was delivered in a timely manner, and the reaction of the Quanzhen Sect could not be so slow. If they didn't come, there would be only one explanation. Jincheng didn't want to come at all, and they were indifferent!
They think that the Yinling Rebellion is insignificant, that some casualties are normal, and that Yu Zhengxing will eventually bring everything under control...

Really got it under control!
With a face of impatience, Yu Zhengxing first saved ordinary people, then low-level disciples, and finally found the dragged Painted Skin Ghost when it was hopeless...

No one knew exactly what happened on the scene at that time; it was impossible to know whether it was a beheading or a negotiation, but the ghosts did start to recede, and they receded in a very orderly manner.

"So, did the two sides reach a consensus in the end?" Qu Xiaoman was a little sad. If thousands of ghosts were to exchange the lives of her three sisters, would it be a loss or a gain?
Lan Ruo rarely refuted, "We withdrew most of the monks and preserved the human fortress of Yinling; and the ghosts have won at least a hundred years of peace for Ximeng Mountain through this display of power. In a hundred years, there will be no human beings. Come to Ximeng Mountain to practice again, for casual cultivators, this place will become a restricted area, is this the purpose of Painted Skin Ghost?"

Hou Tiao didn't speak, he was a little tired; his views on the incident itself were not important, it was just the provocation and compromise between the two races in the mutual temptation, just like what all the cultivation forces are doing openly and secretly.

Humans in Jincheng said: You are an inferior race, your servant, you can be taken away by life or death, so just be honest and make some contributions to mankind on a regular basis.

Ximeng Hungui said: Human souls are equal, how can there be a master-slave theory?If you use me as a test product, I will kill you as a tester, which makes me anxious. We also want to destroy thousands of ordinary people in Yinling!
What we are fighting for is not the result of this time, but the future of a hundred years; after the environmental situation changes, we will fight again, and this cycle will form the history of Yinling; Keep writing in the repetition until there is a force that completely breaks this balance.

So, have the ghosts really tried their best?Hou Niaolan Ruoqu Xiaoman really escaped by his own ability?Xiang Zhi asked Wang Mian and Fang Yazi, could he really lead mortals to defend against the siege of thousands of ghosts?

History has no answer, there are too many variables, they are just insignificant pawns, standing in their position, with their eyesight, they can only see their feet.

As for whether Yu Zhengxing fought Painted Skin Ghost, Hou Tiao privately thought that he must have fought before, and he could not do anything to the other party; the so-called negotiation had to be fearful of each other after the fight before they could sit down and talk. This is the truth.

It can also be seen from this that the huge gap between Zheng Shishu and the other three and Yu Zhengxing may not only be due to the realm, but also other things, for example, the fierce and flickering sword Light.

The disciples saw three more masters. Uncle Zheng was obviously injured, Fairy Lu was depressed, and Taoist Yao was depressed... Maybe his pride was hit?Didn't help the disciples in the whole incident?
From Hou Tiao's point of view, there is nothing to dislike about this. What's there to be ashamed of, a painted skin ghost who is equivalent to a human being in the golden core realm?On the contrary, if you let him go, you will be complacent about escaping death.

After a night of life and death, the sky is getting brighter. Because of the unsuccessful trial this time, everyone's interest is not very high, and no one talks.Now he is going to take the flying magic weapon back to Jincheng to recuperate, and wait for the follow-up of this incident.

These low-level disciples should get some kind of compensation, but there must be someone who needs to stand up and take responsibility for this failure.

In the farewell, Hou Tiao became the most sought-after one. No matter if it was the Anhe Taoist sect or the Huncheng Sect, the two disciples would come to him without exception and express their gratitude in their own way. It is unclear how many people he saved and how many dangerous ghosts he killed. No matter what their positions are, at least at this moment, everyone is sincere.

Because they all lifted their veils when they said goodbye.

Lan Ruo has a melon-shaped face, charming and charming, with bright eyes and bright teeth, "Brother, if you go back to Anhe, remember to come and see my little sister when you pass by Liuyang. I promised to drink and dance for you..."

Lan Ting has a baby face, picturesque eyebrows, and delicious looks, "Lan Ruo and I want to go back to Sanjiang Manor to visit relatives in the next year or two, will seniors come together?"

Qu Xiaoman has an oval face, charming and charming, "Senior brother doesn't want to die with me, but in fact it's not too difficult to meet such a condition. If senior brother has the opportunity to come to Huncheng Sect, my younger sister will sweep..."

There are a lot more……

But still two remain veiled, unmoved,

Daoist Ai, "Think about what I said to you? You must have a bright future when you come to Anhe Taoism under such conditions, I promise!"

Fairy Lu, "The Demon Sect is originally a family, and the more you walk, the more affection will be deepened! Young people can understand and cultivate music? Go westward to Huncheng."

... The three magical artifacts soared into the sky, and they disappeared in a flash.

Ximeng Mountain became empty in an instant, with no people or ghosts left; Hou Tiao shuddered, turned around and left; didn't any of these guys ask him to give him a ride?
He has to go back quickly, and he doesn't know what happened to his traveling brothers?No one will fall under the ghosts, right?
He just ran out of a mountain, with a warning sign in his heart. Before he could feel the sword in his hand, his body had already soared into the air, and a voice rang in his ears,

"The response is not bad, but you have to change your habit of walking and only looking at the ground. In the future, most of your threats will come from the sky."

Hou Tiao gave up struggling, "Master, isn't it good for you? It's like an eagle catching chickens. I don't like talking without being able to see people's faces."

Yu Zhengxing snorted, "I want to talk to me face to face, and we'll wait until you're able to fly!"

The flying speed this time is completely different from the last time Uncle Zheng took it. The last time it was slow and leisurely, there was a place to stand and a place to hold hands.
Still floating at a low altitude, I felt the terrain below rush towards me at a high speed. Several times I thought I was going to hit a certain tree or a certain mountain top, and then avoided it by a small margin. Flying is terrified.

Is this punishing him?
Sure enough, Yu Zhengxing's voice came from above, "Wai Tiao, something happened to you."

(End of this chapter)