White-Robed Chief

Yi Qingsong looked at Cheng Yuan curiously.

Cheng Yuan opened the small box and took out a round ball. The purity and flawlessness were like ice sculptures, bright and soft, and the radiating light came into view, and he felt refreshed and relaxed.

Yi Qingsong asked curiously, "Suzerain, is this ...?"

"This is a dragon ball," Cheng Yuan smiled. "It is the best treasure in our dream to watch flowers. The two complement each other and know everything. I'll see who leaked the news!"

Yi Qingsong said: "It is difficult to infer?"

"Try it," Cheng Yuan said.

He put the longan-sized bead on his forehead, touched it lightly, and then released his hands. The bead disappeared as if it fit into his forehead, and Yi Qingsong's eyes widened.

Cheng Yuan no longer cares about him, slowly closes his eyes, motionless like sleeping.

The breath on him was getting weaker and weaker in the end, as if he had died, so that Yi Qingsong was a little worried, and could not wait to look forward to explore his veins and forehead.

But the remaining reason prevented his movement, Yi Qingsong stared at Cheng Yuan with wide eyes.

Cheng Yuan didn't move as if he was dead, but his head gradually released the glory, and his forehead faintly radiated with light, as if the dragon dragon ball jumped out of his forehead, and he was light, but he looked carefully, but there was nothing, as if everything was everything. Hallucinations.

From time to time, he widened his eyes, closed his eyes, and then opened them. He compared himself with himself, wondering whether it was his illusion.

I do not know how long, Cheng Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, a dragon ball has appeared on his hand.

Yi Qingsong looked at the dragon ball in doubt, wondering how the dragon ball appeared.

Cheng Yuan looked at him calmly.

Yi Qingsong busyly said, "Master, can you find it?"

"Well." Cheng Yuan said, "You go back first, I will deal with it myself."

"Master, I'm curious. If I don't know clearly, I will always feel uneasy." Yi Qingsong said busyly: "Just tell me, who is the secret?"

"Tianfengzong." Cheng Yuan smiled lightly: "I really despised Xu Ziliang. He has such courage and powerful means. He really can't look and think he is a reckless guy."

"Tianfengzong ?!" Yi Qingsong said in surprise: "What's wrong, how does Tianfengzong know my identity? I have never met Tianfengzong."

"It's nothing more than someone killing someone with a knife." Cheng Yuan said.

Yi Qingsong said: "Who?"

"If you think about it, what kind of enemies does Tian Fengzong have, and what kind of grievances?" Cheng Yuan smiled lightly: "No foreign interests or grudges."

Yi Qingsong frowned and said, "Isn't it Feitianzong? Brother Xi just saved me!"

"Saving is saving, using is using, two things." Cheng Yuan calmly said: "Zhao Lingfeng did not do it authentically, but it had nothing to do with Yuan Yuansi, and he could not influence Zhao Lingfeng's actions."

"That ..." Yi Qingsong was a little embarrassed.

Cheng Yuandao: "The two cases did not involve Zongmen's grievances when they did not fight. You have nothing to do with friends. You don't have to pay too much attention. Besides, it is Rao Feitianzong's love to save you.

"Yes!" Yi Qingsong Changshu breathed.

If he wasn't allowed to repay his life-saving grace, he would be really distressed and feel conscience.

Although it is Ashura, he does not pretend to be pure Ashura, and is not so cold-blooded and cruel.

Cheng Yuan smiled and said, "You can relax now?"

"Yes." Yi Qingsong nodded. "How does the master prepare to clean up Tianfeng Sect?"

"It's easy." Cheng Yuan said: "Helping a bunch of Feitianzong is that Wu Yuansi saved your life and can be regarded as repaying him. Our big dreamzong has always been a graceful return of dripping water."

"Thank you, Lord!" Yi Qingsong overjoyed.

"But you don't care about it in the future, and concentrate on practicing." Cheng Yuan said: "This time, if you practice enough, you can compare to Yuan Yuansi, you won't be so embarrassed. You almost lost your life and killed it. They are falling behind! "

Yi Qingsong lowered his head to reveal a shameful look.

He practiced thousands of miles a day and made rapid progress. In fact, he was already a little bit unpredictable, but he couldn't help but wanted to restrain himself.

Because of watching his cultivation grow up, he caught up with those who practiced for more than ten years, more than twenty years, and later even caught up with the brothers who practiced for more than thirty years. He was unconsciously proud. Then I wanted to go out and show my cultivation results.

In the end, I almost lost my life, and I realized that I was still far behind, and even the youngest Yuan Yuansi couldn't compare, what can I be proud of!

"Go on." Cheng Yuan smiled.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. This time the assassination made Yi Qingsong shameful and brave. He dispelled his pride and could lower his heart to cultivate. The speed would be faster. The top masters were just around the corner. .

Ten Asura's assassinations have inspired Yi Qingsong's anger and provoked his killing power. There is also a fuse, which can easily make him a powerful murderous force and exterminate Asura.

This matter is interesting, save yourself from worrying about designing, planting misfortunes, and promoting his hatred of Asuras ~ www.readwn.com ~ The big Asuras came directly to kill him, apparently he did not take him now In the eyes of him, and he was worried about the future, he was afraid that the rumors would come true.

After this time, the big Ashura will continue to assassinate him, and he will continue to go forward and succeed. He understands that these Ashura are all a tendon. It is necessary to kill anyone who wants to kill, and hit the south wall. Look back.

In this way, Yi Qingsong will be further stimulated, and eventually the anger and hatred of all Ashura will be stimulated to retaliate. Once the revenge begins, the hatred will deepen and cannot be resolved, and only one party's demise can be achieved.

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In the evening, Chu Li, after eating, sat in a small courtyard to practice, the sound of footsteps sounded, he saw Yi Qingsong, and reached forward to open the door.

Yi Qingsong smiled with his fists: "Don't disturb my brother?"

"You're welcome." Chu Li reached out and asked him to come in, and looked up and down with a smile: "Brother Yi's physique is really amazing, healed so soon."

Yi Qingsong laughed: "My constitution is really special, otherwise this time I won't be able to support my brother and die."

Chu Li nodded: "Isn't Ashura cooperating with Guizong, how could you kill Brother Yi?"

His identity today is Wu Yuansi, not Yi Qingshi, and he can only be a fool. Too many identities test his memory. If he does not have a good memory, it is really easy to get confused and make a mistake.

Yi Qingsong said: "It's a long story, my brother Xi wants to keep it secret for me."

He felt that since Zhao Lingfeng knew his details, Wu Yuansi would eventually know that it would be better to meet frankly.

Chu Li busy nodded.

Yi Qingsong sighed, "I'm actually an Ashura, but I can't practice since I was weak."

Chu Li was surprised: "Asura? As far as I know, can Asura practice the magic of Asura? No one can master it."

"There are always exceptions, such as me." Yi Qingsong smiled bitterly.