The Sword Dynasty - 659. Chapter 658

Fusu saw the sapphire robe of the Jianzong Minshan Sword Sect worn by Qing Yaoyin, and saw clearly that he had uncut edges and even the messy hair similar to that of a beggar. He knew that among the practitioners of the Minshan Sword Sect, only the cultivator of the gods and demons in the rumors would be so untidy.

Although the man spent all his energy on studying exotic animals, he was actually proficient in pharmacology, and Ren Tu Gengbian was good at using poison and the other at medicine, and he was a world leader.

Fusu knew that the injury in his body had improved, so naturally it was only because this person had taken the medicine.

This kind of medicinal power is very soft and makes people feel comfortable. However, looking at Qing Yaoyin, Fusu’s heart is even more painful. He said with great pain: “Senior, is it possible that some personal grievances will bring the entire Minshan Sword Sect Will it be dragged in with the entire dynasty?”

“This is not a matter of personal grievances, it is reasonable.”

Qing Yaoyin looked at the painful Prince Qin peacefully, and said: “Wang Jingmeng relies on the entire Bashan sword field. If he wants to steal the country and seize the throne of Yuanwu, it is very easy. This is for faith and brotherhood. And the ethics of the world. However, Zheng Xiu betrayed him, Yuan Wu killed him, and destroyed the Bashan sword field. This chaos between husband and wife, and the righteousness of friends. If father and son, husband and wife, brothers, relatives and friends are irresponsible, what a world this is. Revenge for the brothers, this is not something that drags the entire Minshan Jianzong and the entire dynasty in, but that people live in the world and always have to be reasonable.”

Fusu couldn’t refute. The more he knew about the events of the year, and the closer he was to the truth of the year, the more painful he was.

Because he couldn’t figure out how his father could do such a thing back then?

“No one likes to fight.”

Qing Yaoyin looked at him and said, “Especially no one likes to fight at the risk of being killed, so you must first understand why people fight like this.”

Fusu was breathing hard. He saw the Donghu ascetic monk sitting like a dead tree, and the thousand tombs that looked a little younger than him. He also saw Tantai Guanjian, Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue. .

These people are naturally the world’s leaders, but after this series of battles, everyone’s situation is extremely poor, it can be said that they look very miserable. Thinking about the reasons why these people who can clearly survive the world and live well with their cultivation bases are fighting like this, he is even more speechless.

Then he did not see the young dragon curled up in the long sleeves of Qianxue, but he saw a dozen snakes entrenched in the dusty mountain on one side. He looked at the dozen dragons that originally belonged to Jiaodong County. However, he seemed to obey these people beside him, and his heart was immediately shocked.

…

Ye Xiao hasn’t died yet.

He is still in a state of dying.

At this moment, there are traces of practitioners everywhere outside these thousand dusty mountains. Any practitioner can easily kill him, just like crushing an ant to death.

However, there is no point in killing him at this time. What’s more, as the initiator of this killing that may change the pattern of the entire world, coupled with his identity and the price paid for it, many practitioners will not. Let him die in a humble manner.

At this moment, beside him stood a practitioner from Jiaodong County in a yellow robe.

This Jiaodong county ascetic is a very old woman with wrinkles on her face enough to absorb a bowl of rain. She holds a bony whistle in her hand.

Behind her stood several practitioners wearing the same yellow robes on both sides.

Seeing the last few traces of snakes that had been thrown into a thousand dusty mountains, her eyes were full of infinite emotion.

“Are you satisfied?”

She asked Ye Xiao softly.

Ye Xiao couldn’t speak, but a look of satisfaction and gratitude appeared in his eyes.

He devoted his life and all the remnants of his family, and Jiaodong County has also devoted the painstaking efforts of many generations.

With so many dragons entering the battlefield, even if the people inside are immortal, there shouldn’t be much energy left.

The rest of the matter is naturally just the final harvest.

In his somewhat dilated eyes, a bright red color began to appear.

A cultivator wearing a big red robe appeared here, in front of him and the old woman of Jiaodong County.

This is an old man with white beard and hair.

There was a strange look of violence and unbelief on his face.

When the old man appeared in front of him, Ye Xiao’s eyes were filled with more satisfaction.

Few people in the world of practitioners like to wear big red robes.

One is that this color is too warm and ostentatious, and the red itself is very tacky and too conspicuous. In some battlefields, it is easy to attract the attention of the enemy and become the first target to be killed.

Even in Changling, some official robes that show majesty are dark red or dark red, as well as purplish red.

However, when Wang Jingmeng entered Changling that year, the last practitioner who appeared before Wang Jingmeng was the same big red robe that appeared in the eyes of everyone present at the time.

A fiery fire poured out from such a big red robe, enveloped Wang Jingmeng, and swallowed and burned all the blood of Wang Jingmeng as if it were alive, burning Wang Jingmeng who died in battle so much that there was no dust left. Next, everything is done.

Da Hong Pao is the Master of Fire.

The lord of Lihuo Sect.

According to legend, after Wang Jingmeng’s body was finally burned, Lihuo Sect was also completely wiped out by some strong men in the Bashan Sword Field. There is also news that he has been killed, but in the end he could not be verified.

Now this old man is Master Agni.

He is still alive, so naturally he did not die in that year.

Back then, he was arranged to make the final shot and burned everything, naturally out of the fear of Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu.

Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu didn’t know the secrets of the Nine Dead Silkworms. They had heard some stories about the Nine Dead Silkworms, but they didn’t even know whether Wang Jingmeng had cultivated the Nine Dead Silkworms. So for the sake of safety, he simply needed a practitioner like him. , Can make Wang Jingmeng unable to keep even a trace of blood.

However, something went wrong.

Master Agni couldn’t figure out what went wrong. This unknown fear made him a little violent and uneasy, but one thing for sure was that he would definitely not allow the people in this dusty mountain to grow up.

As for Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, even if they are not 100% sure, at least things need to be made more secure.

Therefore, the master of the fire is naturally not enough.

When Da Hong Pao appeared, on this hill, another practitioner slowly appeared.

This cultivator is wearing a pure white robe, but because he exudes a kind of lifelessness that only cultivators of yin gods and ghosts have, plus he is holding a white bamboo stick, so It looked like he was wearing a mourning suit.