The indescribable Taoist Lord

Chapter 250 The 246th Golden Cicada Escapes from Its Shell

"The Holy Master... actually passed away right now..."

Wang Xuan had the strongest feelings for Taihaotian. Hearing the bad news, he couldn't control himself for a while.

""Tian Questionnaire"... what a "Tian Questionnaire"."

Zeng Sheng was a little angry, and it was obviously related to Xu Nieyu naturally. After all, Chang'an School Taihaotian was successful in practicing the "Heavenly Questionnaire" taught by Shou Yongzi, and Xu Huaijin had to use it under circumstances that Xu Huaijin did not expect. The one who could be killed by the force of thunder and the evil spirit could only be his younger brother who was equally talented back then.

"After all, the Holy Master is not an ancient immortal in the sky. He cannot be selfless. Even though he works conscientiously, he is still soft-hearted in the end and allows Xu Nieyu to form cliques in the Chang'an School for personal gain...

Xu Nieyu's arrangements in recent years were all directed at his seat, but he pretended not to notice.

I thought that sooner or later something would happen, but the source of the Holy Master has dried up, and the children in the school have not grown up. After all, someone has to carry on the past..."

Since Wang Xuan heard the news of Xu Huaijin's sudden death, he has also fallen into complicated thoughts. He seemed to be stimulated and spoke inexplicably.

"Sage Wang, everyone has passed away, so there is no need to say more."

Zeng Sheng comforted Wang Xuan. After spending so many years together in Taihaotian, he knew what kind of person Wang Xuan was.

The sound of the bell is still ringing, as if it penetrates the whole nine heavens, and the mourning lasts for a long time, making all the saints mourn and all the masters mourning. Infected by the long ringing of the bell, the students have dark faces, and some even shed hot tears. down.

Many students who have stayed in Chang'an School for a long time have truly regarded Taihaotian as their support. Now that the master of Taihaotian has passed away, how can they not feel sad about it?

The two saints were not in a hurry to rush to the hut in Beiyin Mountain. Since Master Wenzhong was there, and all the lesser saints and saints were still there, there was no longer any chance of luck in the matter. How did they die and where did they die? At this time, it has little meaning, leaving only an endlessly poisonous consequence——

That means the Holy Master is dead after all.

The students are gathering in the Tiantian Tianyuan, and the masters are also returning from their cottages on the back of the Yinshan Mountain. This is a change that has not happened in Chang'an School for thousands of years. In this sad ritual and music, everyone with a bright nose knows that, What collapsed today was not only the clay sculpture of the saint, but also the aloofness of Chang'an School in the Immortal Tang Dynasty.

But most people have no time to think about this. After all, no matter where they are, life and death are the most important things in life.

"Please have your condolences."

Ou Yanliang laughed aloud. Among the five people present, no matter how much the Second Saint sighed, the other three, although they tried their best to act, still kept cold eyes.

If Xu Jianshan hadn't had the support of the Tao and logic in his heart, he might still have hesitated to believe it.

But now, the Holy Master is buried in heaven? It would be more reliable to say that he, the leader of the Shengshen Pavilion, was in trouble.

"Wang Zhixin" pretended to be hesitant and asked - "Has the body been buried?"

Wang Xuan and Zeng Sheng were in great mourning and did not care about "Wang Zhixin"'s rudeness.

"The body of the Hudong is immortal. Even if the Holy Master has the characteristic of being able to survive all the calamities, evil things cannot destroy him. However, the origin of the Holy Master's heart lake has dimmed, and his soul is no longer alive, and is filled with rich energy. Dead silence..."

"Are you sure he is the Holy Master?" Ou Yanliang said solemnly.

"There is no mistaking it. It must be the human shell of the Holy Master. Wen Zhong said that the body is very hidden and cleverly restrained. It is undoubtedly Xu Zhiyu's handiwork.

It was just now that the evil thing was crushed by this... Haoran's righteousness, and only then did it reveal its clues. "

"It seems that the case has been solved. Xu Nieyu is an evil creature, and his body has been taken over by the thing from the mountain long ago. If he hadn't come in time today, I'm afraid Xu Nieyu would have pretended to be a saint and caused trouble. A big storm is coming.”

Ou Yanliang took the great credit first. For him, his goal had been achieved and he no longer wanted to get stuck in this quagmire. Except for these old pedants who are obsessed with the authorities, who doesn’t think this is too rough from beginning to end?

Thinking of this, he squeezed Li Mo's handwriting in his big sleeve - "Stop it when you see it."

Xu Huaijin would definitely not leave his body there stupidly, but now he did not hesitate to let go of this body. If he was really exhausted, he wanted to make a desperate move and hit the target in the dark.

If he wasn't...

Then maybe it was someone in the mountains who had advanced him the reward for this transaction in advance.

Zhang Qinghe cleared all the chess pieces on the chessboard, leaving only the king general and Xu Huaijin on the mountain. The only person Beiyin Mountain can rely on now is Xu Huaijin.

Under this situation, it is not impossible for Beiyin Mountain to give Xu Huaijin some benefits in advance and risk his life...

"A car with ten people is so cold..."

Zhang Qinghe sighed in a low voice. Logically speaking, the purpose of his plan had been achieved. Wenchang Xingjun wanted to release the things in the Beiyin Mountain. Li Mo also hinted, intentionally or unintentionally, that the birth of the things in the mountain was inevitable.

Xu Nieyu and others are the most unstable factors in Chang'an School. Zhang Qinghe has now eliminated them one by one. In the current Chang'an School in Taihaotian, the drama has not even begun yet, but Li Mo and Wenchang have jointly staged it. Qinghe took away most of the corner.

This is precisely the purpose of Wenchang Xingjun.

Li Shaobai can be saved, but how to keep it is a question that he has to think about carefully - it is probably impossible to rely on what Wenchang has given him.

Wenchang's purpose was only to eradicate the things in the mountain, and the functions of the objects he donated would certainly not be transferred to Li Shaobai.

Now that Xu Nieyu has been eliminated, while waiting for Li Shaobai to come out of confinement, no matter how busy Chang'an School is because of Xu Huaijin's "death", he can take a breath a little -

Next, he had to understand how Li Shaobai would be used if Beiyin Mountain was born. This is quite simple. After all, Wenchang and Li Mo must know...

At this point, I am no longer afraid of him doing bad things, and I will probably be able to tell him everything I need to say.

"Then I won't keep you here for now. I'll arrest this thing and go back to pay my respects. I'm afraid we won't have much free time from now on. After the funeral, Yan Liang will come to pay his respects."

Ou Yanliang did not dare to show a cold face on this kind of thing. Although he was happy to see the success, he felt sad when he saluted Wang Xuan and others.

"The handsome master is interested." Wang Xuan and Zeng Sheng also responded solemnly. At this moment, they couldn't think too much about the dilemma faced by Chang'an School, so they had to rush to the true courtyard.

"Zhi Xin... You take Master Xu to have a good rest first, and I'll go deal with the trivial matters in the school first."

Wang Xuan pondered for a moment, looked at Xu Jianshan who was a little weak and said.

He had checked before, but it was just a serious loss of soul, which was a trivial matter compared to the Dao injuries that frequently affected longevity.