Qingyun Disciple

() "Hahahahaha!"

Tang Shi was in a very happy mood, a tyrannical pleasure spewed out from his chest, when he saw Li Xun lying in the dust and spitting blood, this pleasure turned into bursts of desire to vent, making him He couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

He has been suppressed for too long.

Qingyun, these two words are like a heavy burden, always weighing heavily on his heart.

When he was just starting to learn spells when he was young, he knew the biggest enemy of his sect, Qingyun sect!Then you know the shadow that hangs over the head of the entire Demon Cult, Qingyun!

How many times, he wanted to tear up this thick blue cloud, and let the sunlight from the sky shine on this land!And the real master of the sky should be Tang Shi!

However, this warrior who punished the sky was blocked time and time again by the wind, rain, thunder and lightning of the cloud layer. Year after year of hard training, he only got one failure after another.

And the word Qingyun left him not only a symbol that must be challenged, but a real personal hatred!

He still remembered that in Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty, he, who claimed to be unparalleled in strategy, set up a seamless and dangerous situation, but he didn't expect that freak named Yun Mo to appear in the Qingyun Sect, and he repelled him twice.What's even more hateful is that he actually used such despicable means, but he didn't even leave his real name behind.

When Tang Shi practiced in seclusion for several years, and his magical skills reached a new level, he tried to find out the real name of this guy, but at the same time, he found out a more shocking news: That Qingyun disciple named Yunmo was able to confront the berserk Kui Niu head-on with his own strength, and he suffered both losses.Although he had already ignored all kinds of rumors about "Yun Mo's body became bigger and turned into a giant", he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.Even though he thinks highly of himself, he is also aware of his strengths—Tang Shi, who had seen the power of the divine beast Yellow Bird from afar by chance, knew very well that he had no ability to confront it head-on.

Fortunately, he is not the kind of person who would go to the edge of the horns for the sake of strength. Tang Shi, who is conceited that wisdom is better than brute force, was overjoyed when he learned that Yun Mo was seriously injured and passed out. Zhou Yinlai pretended to be Fenxianggu Shangguan Ce's poisonous plan.

This was the closest he was to his dream, and the farthest.

When seeing Daoxuan Daoxuan dripping blood and Master Puhong being severely injured, he almost thought he had won.But he glanced at Qingyun's square hall, there was no figure of Yunmo there, although he was sure of winning, but for some reason, when he thought of the figure who shouted "I am Qingyun Xiao Yicai!", he shivered. After getting cold, I dare not relax in the slightest.

This vigilance saved him and almost destroyed him.

He could only hide in the periphery, being pushed and blocked by the huge air wave, unable to enter at all.He could only watch helplessly as the master was swept away by the majestic qi sword, and his entire left arm was turned into powder, watching the master and the elites of the vassal sect that he worked hard for two generations waiting to be harvested The wheat usually fell down one by one, and the tears that he hadn't shed since he became sensible finally poured out of his eyes.

Even if he kills again, it's a pity that the seven-color qi sword has given him too much deterrence, so that he can't even have the slightest desire to win. Although he is alive, he feels like he is dead.

But he can't be depressed, and he can't even slack off in the slightest. Master Yuyangzi can't afford a serious injury, most of the elites under his sect are lost, hard-core vassals can't protect themselves, small and medium sects gloat, and the other three sects... Poison God, Ghost King and He is so familiar with Mrs. Sanmiao's expression, as if he always likes to look at his defeated opponents like this. Whenever he thinks of their wolf-like eyes that seem to be shining with green light, Tang Bi shudders—there are two distinct expressions in their smiles. One word, cannibalism!

So he didn't have time to be sad, he held Yuyangzi's remaining palm tightly, and promised with blood in his eyes that he would keep the foundation of Changshengtang.He racked his brains and arranged an extremely crazy plan-to take the initiative to attack against the trend, and take the initiative to threaten the small and medium sects in order to deter the three major sects.

His plan is not ingenious. Each sect has its own hole cards. If he plays it properly, he will give the three major sects the illusion that they still have power. He only needs to be able to bluff them in a short time. Once the plan is completed, the Changshengtang will be able to recover, and in time it will be able to regain its glory.In his opinion, although his plan is crazy, it is actually very feasible. Among the three major sects, the ghost king's beloved daughter died. The harvesters have always acted with the other three sects, and the Acacia Sect is also in decline, not to mention that their thoughts should stay on the acacia bell in the hands of Miss Bi Yao in the near future; But fortunately, he is old and mentally weak, and I heard that there is a lot of discord among his disciples, so a little trick by himself can divert the attention of Du Shen.

It's just that Liwei is not easy to talk about. He racked his brains to choose a suitable target. It can't be too strong, and of course it can't be too weak, otherwise it will be easy to see the essence of being strong on the outside but capable on the inside. Tang Shi's hair is almost graying.

At this moment, a dark hand that had been laid down long ago but did not move for a long time finally gave a response.

Quan Zheng was one of the earliest disciples of Fenxiang Valley to start, and he was highly valued at the beginning, but with Li Xun's sudden emergence, and he made some muddle-headed mistakes, he gradually became silent.Since Yu Yangzi, who was still in full swing at the time, had the ambition to dominate the world, how could he miss such a change, and immediately arranged for a secret agent to sneak into Fenxiang Valley to contact him, but although the person did not turn against him on the spot, he still did not respond. After so many years, even the people in the Changshengtang almost forgot about such a person, they suddenly received the news: Li Xun will bring a few young disciples to Qingyun to express his sympathy.

It has to be said that if Qingyun is Tang Shi's nightmare, then Fenxiang Valley is his lucky star - the most critical step in the plan to raid Qingyun a few days ago was to pretend to be Shangguan Ce of Fenxiang Valley and hurt the Tianyin Temple first An eminent monk; and now the key to breaking the crisis of Changshengtang lies in the disciples of Fenxiang Valley.

The most outstanding disciple of Fenxiang Valley, Li Xun.If he can kill this person, then Changshengtang's move will definitely have a great reputation, and even he has a deeper idea, if he can use the identity of these Fenxianggu disciples to play Li Daitao's stiff and sneak up on Qingyun, even if nothing Don't just inquire about some news, spread the momentum of Changshengtang again. At that time, you can use these momentum, coupled with the sect's final background, to subdue those small sects that are still on the sidelines. At that time, the momentum of forming an alliance will be [-]% Even if the three major sects reacted, it would not help.

Tang Shi exhausted all his calculations, and every time he looked back at the tragic situation in the door, he felt a heavy burden on his shoulders, fearing that something might go wrong, and unknowingly changed his temperament, and even changed his personality for the first time. Wearing his favorite scribe clothes, he wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak.

It's like, a lonely child wraps his whole body tightly with a quilt in the dark night, wraps up his fear, wraps up his loneliness.

Until that sword shot, Li Xun fell to the ground, all the pressure finally dissipated.He Tang died, how could he not be arrogant, how could he not be happy, how could he not look up to the sky and laugh!