"It's ......
Dog Stick!
” Jiang Xiaobai yelled: "Dog beating stick, just beat a vicious dog like you!"
” The Holy Son's face began to distort, he wanted to break free, but he found that he had been completely trapped by the spiritual root in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and he felt that his flesh and blood were being lost, and at the same time, his cultivation was also being lost.
"No......
No!
No way!
It's impossible!
” The miserable cry of the Holy Son echoed between heaven and earth, but he had disappeared, and only the black robe drifted into the distance with the wind.
The Holy Son died like this, and Jiang Xiaobai killed the invincible Holy Son like this, killing the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.
He looked at the spiritual root in his hand in a daze, the spiritual root had changed color at this time, the white spiritual root had turned bloody, and there seemed to be blood flowing on the spiritual root in his hand.
Yu Xiaozi and Feng Qing flew over, and when they saw the things in Jiang Xiaobai's hands, both of them were surprised.
The two of them knew what this thing in Jiang Xiaobai's hand was.
"Xiaobai, hurry up and put this thing away, the people from the Ghost Gate are near here, and they have not given up looking for the spiritual root for so many years."
Jiang Xiaobai said: "This spiritual root belongs to the Jingci Concept, Fengqing senior, today you are here, I should return the things to the original owner." ” Feng Qing waved his hand and said, "It's better for you to keep it."
This spiritual root is safer in you than it is in me. ” Today's Jiang Xiaobai is no longer the Jiang Xiaobai of the past, as soon as the Holy Son died, looking at the world, there are few people who are his opponents.
The spiritual root remained in his body, which was naturally relatively safe.
"In that case, let's continue to take care of it with me.
Senior Fengqing, if you need a spiritual root, you can ask me for it at any time, and I will definitely return it.
Jiang Xiaobai said.
Feng Qing said: "I'm not worried about your character. ” Yu Xiaozi sighed and said, "Although we killed the Holy Son, we paid too heavy a price.
The Yuntian Palace was destroyed, the Great Compassion Temple lost the Optimus Pillar, and few of the disciples died.
As for the Great Bamboo Temple, alas, it is now extinct. ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "I won't let Dazhu Temple go out of business."
The spirit of Dazhu Temple is still there, and the inheritance of Dazhu Temple is here with me.
I will find some suitable children and let them enter Dazhu Temple and continue the inheritance of Dazhu Temple. ” Yu Xiaozi said: "I agree with your approach, if there is anything you need help with, just ask, I am willing to do this meaningful thing with you." ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "The most difficult thing is the Great Compassion Temple, where Master Wufu is dead, and Forget the Void and Forget the Water are also dead.
Today's Great Compassion Temple, who is up to the task?
” Yu Xiaozi said: "There are still a few disciples who have forgotten their words, let's choose one of them."
There is no urgency in this matter, and you can discuss it slowly. ” Jiang Xiaobai looked at the mountain in the distance, and Yu Xiaozi and Feng Qing also looked at Yile over.
"What the hell does the ghost door want to do?"
Everyone was puzzled.
If the purpose of the ghost gate is to make a profit, then now is the best time for them to do it, why do they just watch from afar on the hill and do nothing?
Yu Xiaozi said: "Leave them alone for now, let's go back to the camp first."
Some things have to be discussed.
The bodies of the Allied soldiers killed in the battle also had to be disposed of as soon as possible. ” Everyone returned to the camp, and Gao Liu and Han Chen soon arrived at the conference room of the allies.
When they left, the Allied conference room was full of people, but now there are fewer people and they are no longer visible.
There was a sadness in the Allied conference room.
"Forget the wind, now in the Great Compassion Temple, you are the most senior one among the surviving disciples of the Forgetful Word Generation, and the burden of the Great Compassion Temple has to fall on you.
Forget the cultivation and forget the forest, do you two have any opinions?
If you have an opinion, bring it up now.
Now there are not many people left in the Great Compassion Temple, and there can be no more splitting and infighting. ” Originally, these words should have been said by Yu Xiaozi, who has the longest seniority now, but Yu Xiaozi asked Jiang Xiaobai to say it, because Jiang Xiaobai was more authoritative in the hearts of the disciples of the Great Compassion Temple, and his words carried more weight.
Forget the cultivation said: "Senior Brother Forget the Wind is stronger than me, and his appeal is also stronger than mine, I have nothing to disagree with." ” Lethe Lin nodded and said, "I have the same idea as Forget Xiu, Senior Brother Forget Feng is the head, I will definitely support it!"
” "Good!"
Jiang Xiaobai said: "That's it."
Forget the wind, you are now the head of the Great Compassion Temple, this matter is over, you can take your disciples of the Great Compassion Temple back to the Great Compassion Temple.
I will also go to the Temple of Great Compassion in person in the near future.
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I know the supernatural powers of your Great Compassion Temple, and when the time comes, I will open the altar to teach, and if you have any questions in the process of cultivation, you can come and ask me. ” Forget the wind said: "Thank you."
The family teacher has passed away, and the matter is over here, and I am in a hurry to go back to the funeral, so I won't stay longer.
So let's go back. ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "I'll send you." ” "Not necessarily!
You still have important things to discuss, and you don't have to waste your time on all this red tape. ” Forget the wind and leave with the disciples of the Great Compassion Temple, when they came, the disciples of the Great Compassion Temple were mighty, covering the sky and the sun, and when they went back, there were only a few dozen people left.
In this battle, if the Great Compassion Temple wants to recover, I am afraid it will take a long, long time.
"Gao Liu, Yuntian Palace has been burned, what are your plans?"
Jiang Xiaobai asked.
Gao Liudao: "We plan to rebuild the original site of the Cloud Sky Palace.
There is an endless supply of wood in the Northern Snow Forest, and it won't be long before a brand new Cloud Sky Palace will appear. ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "We are all looking forward to that day.
If there's anything you need help with, just ask. ” Gao Liudao: "There are indeed two things that need your help.
The first thing, after the Yuntian Palace is built, I hope to rebuild the mountain guarding array, without your help, the mountain guarding array cannot be rebuilt, I hope you can guide at that time. ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "It's no problem, let's talk about the second thing." ” Gao Liu said: "Master died in battle, I hope to bury his body in the ancestral mausoleum of Yuntian Palace."
But now Master's identity is more complicated, and he is also from Dazhu Temple, so I hope you can give me an idea. ” Jiang Xiaobai said: "Let me ask you, if your master is still alive, and you ask him where he is willing to be buried after death, how will he answer?"
” "I don't know."
Gao Liu shook his head.
Jiang Xiaobai said: "I'm afraid he doesn't want to be buried in Yuntian Palace, let alone in the patriarch's mausoleum."
He had made mistakes and done a lot of wrong things, and he was afraid that he would have no face to face the ancestors and ancestors of the Cloud Heaven Palace. ”