"Why" The man in the long robe didn't get angry, just asked this sentence calmly.
Yunqin is a big place, in addition to the three major academies of Qingluan, Thunder, and Xianyi, there are still no less than 100 cultivation places and academies, although Bailu Academy is not yet famous among the other hundred schools, but as long as it can gain a firm foothold and become a place of cultivation inheritance, there are naturally some outstanding grandmaster-level figures, and naturally they also have their own pride.
Dean Shang Fengjian of Bailu Academy, that is, this man in a long robe and elegant man, is only forty years old, but his cultivation has also reached the high level of the Great Teacher, and he is also one of the few people in the entire Qixia Province who are most likely to become a holy master, and he has a mixed experience, the first was born in a private school, and then joined the border army, and after becoming a cultivator, he was accepted as a disciple by the former dean of Bailu Academy.
In the past few days, he had also heard some specific details about the duel between Zhang Ping and Lin Xi in Zhongzhou City.
When this middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain appeared in the line of sight of Bailu Academy, he was already sure that Zhang Ping, who had received the complete inheritance of the ancient cultivators, was still alive.
In the past, the Purgatory Mountain and the Thousand Demon Caves only received one or two incomplete inheritances of the original cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Prison, and they became powerful cultivation holy places that had stood in the world for countless years, of course he knew that Zhang Ping, who had obtained the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Prison, was terrifying, but just like Xu Zhenyan and Leng Zhennan and the Rong family, the power accumulated over the years still controlled the Imperial City of Zhongzhou with the power of the disciples and military power, but the edict issued in the name of the Imperial City Cabinet was still not recognized in many places, and many provinces in the entire Yunqin had countless different opinions.
Shang Fengjian, like many Yun Qin cultivators, naturally also had his own "" temperament.
Sending a random person to make people obedient is naturally ridiculous in Shang Fengjian's eyes.
If it were a more rude cultivator, I am afraid that the response at this moment would not be the three words "why", but "just send someone to make an academy submit, does he really think that he is the leader of the Jianghu Alliance and the ruler of the cultivator world?"
The middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain, who was wearing a different red robe, looked up at Shang Fengjian, his lips slightly opened, but before he could speak, a white-faced swordsman wearing a green robe and holding a green sheath long sword appeared at the door of Bailu Academy.
"yes, why?"
The white-faced swordsman saluted Shang Feng's sword and said lightly.
"Brother Zhao."
Shang Fengjian bowed in return, his eyes warm.
This Zhao Ruling is the most famous swordsman surnamed Zhao in Qixia Province, although the relationship between Pingri is not deep, but at this time to help, it is naturally moving.
"Those who worship me will have eternal life."
The middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain had the same face as he chanted calmly.
Shang Fengjian frowned slightly, and said with a sneer: "Gain the same power as the six old monsters before, those six old monsters are not dead a long time ago, and there are people in this world who can survive forever and be immortal, only JG God and faith." ” The middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain looked at Shang "Fengjian" with some disappointment, and shook his head, "No, there is still fear that can be passed down in this world. ” "In the deepest fears, people's thoughts tend to become simple in the end, and they will only think about their own survival, or survive better than the people around them, and they will no longer think about the meaning of their own life."
After a slight pause, the middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain calmly looked at Shang Fengjian and Zhao Ruling, who walked to Shang Fengjian's side, and said slowly: "Don't forget, Purgatory Mountain once made the entire Great Mang surrender, so don't think that it is impossible for the entire Yunqin to surrender."
Over time, everything will change. ” "Unless you kill all the Yunqin people like me."
Shang Fengjian looked at the middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain and said seriously.
Zhao Ruling, the famous swordsman in the green robe standing beside him, smiled slightly, and with a clear sound, he pulled out the long sword in his hand.
His long sword is also green, and there is a layer of runes on the sword, like layers of flowers.
The long sword slowly stretched forward, pointing at the middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain.
However, at the moment when this long sword was stretched out, Zhao Ruling's left hand moved slightly, and a light and soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings was like a poisonous snake, silently popping out of his left sleeve like lightning, piercing into Shang Fengjian's lower abdomen at an astonishing speed.
Shang Fengjian let out a roar, and a crescent-like sword light struck Zhao Ruling's face.
Zhao Ruling took ten steps back and stood still in an instant, his right eyebrow was dripping with blood, and the entire right eyebrow was cut off, leaving a bone-piercing wound.
Shang Fengjian's right index finger was also wrapped around an extremely soft and slender silver-white sword, his left hand was covering his lower abdomen, but blood kept pouring out from his fingers.
Although this middle-aged red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain judged from the breath of soul power, he was only a middle-level cultivator of a great power teacher, but after Zhang Ping took over Purgatory Mountain, Purgatory Mountain's methods were even more strange, and all his attention had been focused on this middle-aged priest of Purgatory Mountain, and by the time Zhao Ruling sneaked up on this sword, it was already too late, Zhao Ruling's sword had already been fully exerted, and the burst of power had already shattered the organs in his abdomen.
"You're from Yunqin."
Shang Fengjian's face quickly turned gray, and a moment of anger also disappeared on his face, he just looked at Zhao Ruling with a disdainful and pitiful gaze, and said these five words.
"Purgatory Mountain is also ruled by the Yunqin people."
Zhao Ruling looked at Shang Fengjian, took out a piece of brocade and wiped the blood flowing from his eyes, and said calmly: "I can have my choice." ” "Good people don't do it, they want to be dogs."
Shang Fengjian slowly sat on the ground, his eyes had begun to blur, and his breath was already weak, but he still laughed in a low voice: "No matter how powerful a dog is, it is still a dog." ” True Dragon Mountain, in the Boundless Palace.
Zhang Ping sat on Jin Sè's dragon chair, hung his head slightly, and looked at the woman opposite.
The woman's face is very beautiful, her lips are as thin as a sword, and she is the eldest grandson of the eldest princess of Yunqin, Muyue.
"Do you know what I'm up to right now?"
Zhang's "Immortal Demon Change" Ping's indifferent voice began to echo in the Boundless Hall.
The eldest grandson, Muyue, looked at the former Qingluan Academy student and remained silent.
Zhang Ping should be very young, but she can't tell his age at all from his face now.
"I sent many people to Yunqin, to find those folk Yunqin cultivators, to those places of cultivation, and then tell them to surrender to me."
Zhang Ping looked indifferent and then said slowly.
Eldest Sun Muyue raised her head, and said in a slightly cold voice: "You are just asking for your own death by doing this. ” Zhang Ping looked at her expressionlessly and said, "I want to hear your reasons." ” Eldest Sun Muyue sneered: "The Yunqin people have learned to straighten their bodies in decades, and if you want them to bend down and be dogs overnight, you will only set up countless enemies for yourself if you do this."
You should also know that even in the current Zhongzhou City, there are still constant rebellions and battles in the army.
Not to mention wanting to bring the entire world of cultivators to its knees. ” "That's your reasoning."
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Zhang Ping said indifferently, "But I have my reasons."
I climbed up from the lowliest apprentice in Purgatory Mountain, and in Purgatory Mountain, I not only cultivated to the level of demonic transformation, but also learned more ways to rule the world in Purgatory Mountain. ” "Lin Xi has always wanted to use gentle means to change Yun Qin, but I am not Lin Xi.
I don't care about the lives of some people, of course I know that the vast majority of people I send out will fail, but by doing so, I can get all the Yun Qin cultivators to start taking sides, so that I can clearly distinguish between my enemies and those who can be used by me.
And you should also understand that there are still "some people who will not be able to resist the temptation of power."
They would fight each other, so I could die fewer of my Purgatory Mountain disciples and let more Yun Qin cultivators die in their cannibalism. ” Listening to Zhang Ping's voice, Eldest Sun Muyue's lips became even more bloodless, and her voice trembled slightly: "You madman." ” "What does this have to do with me, everyone has a demon king in their hearts, and I just release the demon king in people's hearts."
Zhang Ping raised his head slightly, looked at the eldest grandson Muyue deeply, and said, "In a sense, you and I are the same people.
You abandoned your own brother, and I abandoned Qingluan Academy.
You should stand with me. ” "Release the demon king in everyone's heart, then what will become of this world" Eldest Sun Muyue gritted her teeth and looked at him, and said coldly: "Even if you kill me, I can't stand with you." ” "They will live in fear and then surrender to the true Demon King."
Zhang Ping didn't get angry, just looked at the eldest grandson Muyue calmly, and said lightly: "I will let you change your mind." ” After saying this, he gently poked out a flame.
A red-robed goddess official of Purgatory Mountain walked in, saluted the eldest grandson Muyue, and then took the eldest grandson Muyue, who did not say a word, out of this hall.
When the red-robed goddess of Purgatory Mountain and the eldest grandson Muyue left this hall, in the empty and cold hall, Zhang Ping breathed heavily, and became more and more rapid, and his face with purple gold luster became purple red because of the rapid breathing.
The veins in his body began to float on the surface of his skin, as if there were cracks in his body that were about to burst open.
There was a hint of hesitation in his indifferent eyes, but in an instant, his gaze became cold and firm again.
He took out another white jade medicine bottle, opened it, shook the medicine liquid inside into a medicine mist, and sucked it into his mouth.
His breathing gradually flattened, his face slowly became rosy, and his eyes became more powerful and brighter than usual.
In the entire hall, with his scorching breathing, the intoxicating fragrance of the magic eye dazzle gradually filled.
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