A horse-drawn carriage marched into the workshop in the southern suburbs of Zhongzhou.
Many guards armed with swords gathered around the carriage coldly, and the closer they got to the depths of the workshop, the more hostile they became, but the more they did not dare to show their hostility, they all hung their heads deeply, and their knuckles were slightly white from the exertion.
The carriage stopped, and the eldest princess stepped out of the carriage, walked through several curtains, and walked to Zhang Ping's throne.
At this moment, Zhang Ping had already changed into a clean Purgatory Mountain Sect black robe, sitting on the cold soul soldier throne, even if he inhaled many black insects, his body was still as thin as before, and his face was only pale with some purple gold luster.
The eldest princess stood in front of him with her head bowed.
Her bowing does not mean submission, but rather a sense of humiliation.
Zhang Ping looked at her indifferently and said expressionlessly: "I will take my believers to the Dragon Snake Mountain Range, and even conquer the Great Wilderness."
I need you to help me clear all obstacles, ensure that my followers reach Aojiao Mountain, and let all the Yunqin troops not make any rash moves. ” The eldest princess understood what he was going to do, Huo Ran raised her head, but before she could say anything, Zhang Ping had already said indifferently: "Don't say anything about refusal."
I handed over Yun Qin to you, and I gave you enough respect to not possess you like a slave.
And I can guarantee that after I kill Lin Xi, I can still let you govern Yun Qin like this, I can promise not to interfere in your governance, and I can guarantee the stability of the world.
It's just a very equal exchange of conditions. ” The eldest princess can't be as indifferent as him, listening to such words, her thin lips are about to freeze, she looked at Zhang Ping, and said angrily: "Could it be that your life is only left to kill Lin Xi, if it's just like this, what's the meaning of your life?"
"Meaning" Zhang Ping glanced at her indifferently, then crossed her body, and looked at the red curtain like blood behind her, "I only know the meaning and don't kill him, every time I live, I feel meaningless." ” Pranya Temple.
A gust of wind blew in the endless sea of sand.
A white-clothed monk gradually showed his figure in the wind and sand, and walked into the Buddha light of the Prajna Temple.
His face was peaceful, his eyes were indescribably quiet, and his body itself seemed to be exuding Buddha light.
In the distance, the people who were cleaning up the mud and sand in the canal turned around one after another, and they saw that the Buddha light shrouded in the temple had changed, and the soft light of the Buddha was rising, faintly above the temple, and it was also about to form a Buddha of the temple.
Zhenpilu and Yunhai were also on the canal, seeing such a scene from a distance, the two glanced at each other, and said softly in unison: "Senior Brother Xuanyuan is back." ” The old monk Huangmei walked out of the cave on the cliff, stepped on the yellow sand behind the Panruo Temple in the light of the Buddha, and walked in front of Jueyuan.
Looking at Xuanyuan, who was smiling and saluting himself, the yellow-eyed old monk said without sadness or joy: "You have already understood" Xuanyuan clasped his hands together, changed several handprints, nodded quietly, and spit out two words: "Sacrifice yourself." ” The old monk with yellow eyebrows thought for a moment, he also completely understood something, and shook his head, "This is not the cure for the root. ” Xuan Yuan smiled calmly: "Now there is only one demon king in the world, and in the future, the demon king's inheritance will be cut off, and this is the way to cure the root." ” The old monk with yellow eyebrows smiled and said calmly and joyfully: "Maybe what you said is right. ” Xuan Yuan also smiled, he didn't say more, saluted to the old monk Huangmei, and then walked past the old monk Huangmei, passed through the Praruo Temple, and crossed the canal leading from the water source in the Pranya Temple, and continued to walk forward.
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan" Yunhai and Zhenpilu rushed towards the Prajna Temple, and Yunhai waved his hand desperately towards Xuanyuan from afar, shouting.
Xuan Yuan also smiled and waved at the sea of clouds and Zhenpilu.
However, his footsteps did not stop, and he walked much faster than Yunhai and Zhenpilu, so his figure quickly disappeared into the eyes of Yunhai, who could not catch up.
Yunhai often saw Xuanyuan leaving, but this time, for some reason, looking at Xuanyuan, who he couldn't catch up, he suddenly felt inexplicably sad, and two tears burst out of his eyes.
Outside the Purgatory Mountain.
Many militaries have lost track of whether they want to stay or leave.
They watched in awe and helplessness at the Purgatory Mountain, which was the supreme mountain in their minds, until they saw the night mist rise.
In the sky that had just darkened and the thin night fog, many troops on the periphery suddenly saw some ragged figures.
First dozens, then hundreds, then thousands, tens of thousands Many generals have seen many times in their lives when the enemy army has suddenly attacked in the night fog, but the image of countless slaves from Purgatory Mountain coming out of the night fog has caused them to fall into an even greater shock.
Their mood was a little numb, they couldn't imagine that there were so many slaves in the Purgatory Mountain, more than all the armies they had gathered before.
All the slaves who came out of the night fog were also numb and unusually confused.
The vast majority of them have not been out of Purgatory Mountain for many years, except for those volcanoes with lava flowing and mines filled with smoke, they have not seen any different scenery, many of them have even grown up in Purgatory Mountain since childhood, many of them have even forgotten how to walk upright, and finally they are weighed down by heavy ores and other materials so that they are still crawling on the ground with their hands and feet after they are released and restored Ziyou walked out of Purgatory Mountain.
These scrawny, clumped or crawling ragged slaves were like ghosts emerging from the night mist.
However, all military personnel knew that what they saw with their eyes was real.
As he gradually walked into the wilderness outside the Purgatory Mountain, getting farther and farther away from the dark shadow of the Purgatory Mountain behind him, the numb atmosphere gradually changed.
Wow, I don't know who first uttered a hysterical hoarse cry.
Immediately, almost all the slaves seemed to have changed from lifeless ghosts to living people, and began to scream and cry out heartbreakingly.
Outside the Purgatory Mountain, this wilderness, which was originally covered with many broken blade fragments and many dry bones, has become a real hell.
Many trembling figures also walked out of the Purgatory Mountain.
These people were all priests who had been in the Purgatory Mountain before, but when they came out of the Purgatory Mountain at this moment, they were already forced to take off the blood-red robes on their bodies.
Without the robes and being expelled from Purgatory Mountain, these priests no longer seem to be so terrifying.
These priests also began to feel fear in the cries that filled the heavens and the earth around them, and their bodies trembled.
Slaves began to rush at the priests.
Many slaves fell, yet there were also priests who fell, cries of despair and fear, and many more slaves flocked to the priests, and all the priests were torn apart in fear and despair like sheep thrown into a wolf pack.
Lin Xi was still holding Qin Xiyue's hand and walking in the Purgatory Mountain, looking at the scenery of every mountain and every cliff in the Purgatory Mountain.
He didn't worry about how the countless slaves he had released would survive next, because he knew very well that since those slaves could still survive under hard labor like Purgatory Mountain, they would definitely have a way to survive after they got Ziyou.
He was not in a hurry to leave Purgatory Mountain, because in addition to cutting off some of Zhang Ping's resources from capturing Purgatory Mountain, so that this perpetual motion machine cultivation place could not continuously produce red-robed priests for Zhang Ping, he also had an important significance: he could let everyone in the world know that he had returned.
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In many times in the past, all cultivators became Zhang Ping's targets, and all cultivators who refused to surrender to Zhang Ping were either killed or could only hide like rats, and even an existence like Qingluan Academy could not maintain a smooth message transmission.
Many people who were enemies of Zhang Ping could not communicate with each other at all, let alone know where Lin Xi was.
So he had to give some time to some people who wanted to find him, so that they could rush to Purgatory Mountain to meet with him.
He and Qin Xiyue walked through most parts of Purgatory Mountain, killed many Purgatory Mountain priests who still wanted to kill him, broke many cages, and released more slaves, and finally he and Qin Xiyue finally felt tired when they walked into the Sect Leader Temple of the highest mountain.
The ruby chair in the temple of the Sect of Masters had shattered, and the entire hall was empty, with nothing left.
Lin Xi and Qin Xiyue sat down in this hall, sat and snuggled and fell asleep peacefully.
The long night of Purgatory Mountain passed.
A ray of dawn appeared in the eastern sky.
Qin Xiyue and Lin Xi woke up.
Qin Xiyue let go of the hand she was holding with Lin Xi, but she smiled slightly, she stood up, walked outside the hall, looked at the direction of Ri, and untied her hairband.
Her hair was scattered like a waterfall, and she straightened her hair and tied it up expertly.
Lin Xi walked to her side.
A round of Xu Ri appeared from behind a volcanic crater in front of him and Qin Xiyue, instantly sprinkling golden light all over his and Qin Xiyue's bodies.
"Hey, hey, what do you mean by this, Qin Xiyue, don't forget that he is already married, and I am much more handsome than him, so you have to be more tasteful."
A voice rang out on the mountain path below.
Lin Xi laughed.
Just by hearing such a beating, he knew who was coming.
If this person is still alive and can still appear here, then no matter what this person is saying now, then he will be truly happy.
"Twilight Purple Purple, I actually think you've always been good.
There is a hot spring at the foot of this mountain, why don't you go inside and wait for me first" Qin Xiyue also laughed, turned around and looked at the visitor, and said.
The mountain road was full of dirt, like the ecstasy of a person who had not bathed for many days, "Okay, I'll go right away" but as soon as he turned around, he suddenly became depressed again, turned around again, and said depressedly: "Forget it, you won't go if I go." ” "I'll go."
Qin Xiyue looked at the depressed Dushan Zi, and said seriously, and the moment Dusk Shanzi's eyes began to light up, she laughed again and said, "Lin Xi and I can go and watch you wash." ”: