Battling Records of the Chosen One [The Prodigies War] MTL - Chapter 1375
[Chapter 1359 The truth of the year]
Ask yourself, when she heard the news that Lin Xun killed the saints, Meng Rong was also frightened and terrified.
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As the former concubine of the Great Emperor of the Zi Yao Empire, only Meng Rong knew how the news that the baby of the Lin family had the original spiritual vein was leaked.
It can be said that the main culprit in the bloody incident in the Lin family may be Yun Qingbai, but the accomplice must have something to do with her.
But Meng Rong is not afraid.
This is the Tongtian Sword Sect, so Lin Xunyan might have the guts to kill him?
According to the news, this son is only at the cultivation level of the Seven Tribulations Realm of Longevity.
“Mother, we can’t stay in Tongtian Jianzong all our lives and not go out?”
Zhao Jingzhen was extremely irritable.
He knew that with Lin Xun’s character, he would definitely not let them go!
“Something is not good. The sect is investigating the cause of Yun Qingbai’s death. If the headmaster finds out, Yun Qingbai and the family behind Lin Xun started feuding because of us, and they will definitely not forgive us.
” , Meng Qiujing’s tall figure walked into the Yunguang Palace, with a gloomy expression and a worried look on his brows.
He is Meng Rong’s father and Zhao Jingzhen’s grandfather.
“This…”
Meng Rong was shocked.
Zhao Jingzhen also froze all over, and his face changed greatly.
Only a few people in the entire Tongtian Sword Sect knew that Yun Qingbai took Lin Xun’s original spiritual veins. Once exposed, it would definitely trigger the anger of the sect, and they would definitely not be able to escape the relationship.
“Meng Rong, take Zhao Jingzhen away.”
Meng Qiujing took a deep breath and said solemnly, “Go back to the lower realm and seek Zhao Yuanji’s help, Jing Zhen is his own son, and he can’t help him. ”
He?”
Meng Rong shuddered and her face changed. That man, who was in charge of the Zi Yao Empire, had a city like the sea, and his might was monstrous.
Even if she had been her concubine, Meng Rong had never understood this man. He was like a mystery, unfathomable and ruthless!
If it wasn’t necessary, she would rather see this person forever.
“Grandpa, my father will only let me guard the imperial mausoleum. Instead, I would rather stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect.”
Zhao Jingzhen was also panicked.
In his impression, his father is simply a terrifying existence. In his eyes, there are only the world and the Great Way.
Among the children of the royal family, the only one who can enter the father’s eyes is Zhao Jingxuan!
“Go.”
Meng Qiujing seemed to have made up her mind, “I will open the barrier node to the lower realm for you. After you go back this time, don’t come back again!”
The passage to the lower realm has long been broken. Meng Qiu Jing believes that unless Lin Xun can master similar enchantment nodes, he will never return to the lower realm in this life.
Meng Rong looked gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, she took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.
On the other hand, Zhao Jingzhen was lost, as if all his strength had been drained.
He knew that even if he returned to the lower realm and waited for him, he was destined to live in darkness and to be a mausoleum guard all his life!
There are thirty-six peaks in the back mountain of Tongtian Sword Sect
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It didn’t take long for Meng Qiujing’s figure to appear in front of one of the mountain peaks, and after a brief notice, he entered the depths of a deep mountain road under the mountain peak.
At the end of the mountain road, there is a huge molten pool.
A pitch-black divine sword floating and sinking in the lava pool looked extremely mysterious.
“Sir, things are most likely to be exposed.” Meng Qiujing bowed and saluted, her voice was low, and there was a hint of fear in her expression.
“I heard.”
Suddenly, a figure like nothingness emerged from the dark sword.
Looking closely, it was an old man with an extremely indifferent expression.
His beard and hair are neat and tidy, and his eyes are as bright as a pair of suns, emitting a terrifying firelight.
“Back then, it was I who brought this son Yun Qingbai into the sect from a barren little village, and it was I who cultivated him into an adult. I originally wanted to make him a leader of the top generation, but unfortunately… The chess is only one move away.” The
old man sighed, but his emotions were not fluctuated.
“Yun Qingbai is a very important chess piece, I will put all my efforts on him, and let him take care of our plan after the end of the realm of absolute peak.” The
old man’s figure seemed to be illusory, floating on the dark sword above.
“Now, it’s too late to cultivate another successor. Within ten years, the battle of the Nine Regions will start, which means… our plan that we have worked hard for decades… has failed completely…” the
old man said. In the end, there was a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred in his voice, “This damn Yun Qingbai, it’s so useless to ruin my important affairs!”
“According to the plan, if he becomes one of the top generation in this ancient wilderness. With his influence, he can play a crucial role in the battle of the Nine Regions. If the plan goes on smoothly, he can even wipe out all the young generation’s top figures in the Ancient Desolate Region in one fell swoop. ”
But…”
Speaking of this, the old man’s expression became extremely grim, “He was killed!”
Boom!
A terrifying murderous intent spread from the old man, which was so terrifying that Meng Qiujing froze all over, like falling into an ice cave.
“Hateful!” The
old man sighed, looking gloomy.
No one knows how much effort and price he paid for Yun Qingbai, but now, with Yun Qingbai’s death, everything was in vain.
How could he not hate it?
“Sir, why didn’t you kill Lin Xun when he went to the lower realm?”
Meng Qiujing hesitated for a long time and couldn’t help asking.
“Humph!” The
old man’s face sank, his expression icy cold, and said, “I won’t hide it from you until now, this son’s life experience is not simple.”
“At that time, I wanted to wipe out the entire Lin family without leaving any survivors, but when I did, I was obstructed by a mysterious man who came to rescue this son’s mother. This man not only rescued Lin Xun’s son, but also broke me The power of the enchantment under the cloth has alarmed the big figures in the lower realm.”
Speaking of this, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man, as if fear and doubt, “Even I didn’t expect that there are real real people hidden in the lower realm. Emperor realm characters!”
“What?”
Meng Qiujing seemed to be struck by lightning, the whole person was stunned, how barren the lower realm was, and was regarded as an abandoned land by the ancient wilderness.
How can there be an emperor there?
“Humph! If not, do you think I can’t kill a group of ants with my strength?” The
old man snorted coldly, “Unfortunately, I didn’t dare to stay at that time, so I could only leave in a hurry with Yun Qingbai, otherwise, You can definitely know which Emperor Realm sits in that lower realm!”
Meng Qiujing’s expression changed.
He knows how terrifying the strength of the old man is. If it is not for the purpose of hiding his identity and not being noticed by the old antiques in the ancient wilderness, with the strength of the old man, he is not afraid of any existence of the sage king level!
“Sir, what should we do next?”
Meng Qiujing couldn’t help asking.
“The plan failed. I stayed in this ancient wilderness, and I can’t play any role anymore. Only… I left.” The
old man’s voice was low, and he seemed very unwilling.
“Sir, are you going to return to your homeland? Then… what about me?”
Meng Qiujing asked.
“You can stay for the time being, and I’ll contact you when I’m of use to you in the future.” The
old man made a decision.
Saying that, he waved his sleeve robe and threw a jade bottle at Meng Qiujing’s feet, “This is the antidote to the Heart Locking Mantra, there are a hundred of them, enough to keep you safe from backlash within a hundred years. .”
Meng Qiujing’s face changed, and she said anxiously, “Sir, what about a hundred years later?”
“A hundred years later… Hehe, maybe this ancient wilderness has already been breached. At that time, I will come to completely reveal the Heart Locking Curse for you.” The
old man smiled lightly.
Not long after, Meng Qiujing left the cave in despair. Looking at the bright sky, he felt extremely dazzling.
“Leaving only one hundred years of my life, you…you’re so cruel!”
His resentment was unbearable, and several times he had the urge to reveal the identity of the old man and expose it completely.
But in the end, Meng Qiujing held back.
On this day, there was a shocking news from the Tongtian Sword Sect. An ancestor named ‘Fan Qi’ who had been retreating in the Huoyan Shenchi in Houshan for all these years died because of a misunderstanding during his cultivation!
For a time, the Tongtian Sword Sect was all mourning, and the ancestor Fan Qi was a true saint, but he died like this.
Before Yu Xiu and Kuya fell, and today, Fan Qi’s ancestor fell, this was a huge blow to Tongtian Sword Sect.
Only Meng Qiujing sneered in his heart, the ancestor of Fan Qi died as early as a hundred years ago, and these years were just occupied by people.
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When Lin Xun entered Baiyujing, he also heard the news that the “Ancestor Fan Qi” of Tongtian Sword Sect had lost his temper due to his practice.
For a while, he was also stunned, how could such a saint die because of cultivation?
Is the road to cultivation of the Holy Way really so dangerous?
Soon, Lin Xun ignored this.
He came here to Baiyujing, just to eradicate the accomplices who killed the relatives of the Lin family!
Two days later.
Lin Xun finally found all the information he needed, and locked on the target, a man named Song Qingyun.
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On the second floor, a group of young talents were gathering. The one sitting at the top was a young man wearing a feather coat and looking arrogant.
His name is Song Qingyun, a descendant of the Tongtian Sword Sect, a handsome young man with a cultivation base in the Wheel-Shaping Realm.
Although he only had the cultivation base of the Wheel Revolving Realm, he seemed to be the focus of the audience, and everyone sat around him like the stars and the moon.
“Brother Song, do you know the truth about the fall of Fan Qi’s ancestor? That was a saint, how could he just die like this?”
Someone couldn’t help but ask.
Song Qingyun’s face sank: “How can you be able to inquire about such confidential matters?”
Everyone immediately scolded.
At this moment, a young man in a moon-white shirt suddenly walked up to the second floor and walked straight towards Song Qingyun and the others.
His eyes swept away, and he landed on Song Qingyun, who was sitting in the chief position.
“Song Qingyun?” the young man asked.
Immediately, everyone in the audience frowned.
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