Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1097 Ripped Face

The mountain wind was bleak, and night came, but the stars in the sky were covered by the gathering dark clouds.

The huge purple star imaginary lotus suspended in the air gradually disappeared, the circulating starlight dissipated, and the formation opened a passage.

After seeing True Lord Shenhuo's cold corpse lying on the ground with their own eyes, the group was so shocked that they were speechless, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed that even the air was frozen, and some people even had a strong desire to retreat.

Mahayana monks fell here?This, this... How much strength does this Wenshi faction hide!
Everyone knew that no matter what their previous ideas were, they had to overthrow it before considering it carefully.

Among the people sent by the Immortal Alliance this time, the leader was a late-stage monk named Hua Songzi, who looked away from Shenhuo Zhenjun with an extremely complicated expression, turned slightly sideways, and shrank his pupils slightly!
The three people beside him are all from the Upper Realm, except for Xue Yi who is single, Lan Yi was born in Haosheng Garden, one of the five great powers of Qingming, and they are just the next branch of the Hall of Eternal Life, which has a transcendent status in the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm. That's all.

And the other one is said to have come down from Sangu Mountain.

Hua Songzi didn't know Chunli's true identity, and the reputation of Banshan Academy was not obvious outside, but the name of Sangu Mountain above Qingming and Nine Heavens was extremely prosperous. fairy land!
These people's backgrounds are not small, and none of them can be offended by their Xianmeng.

At this time, Hua Songzi seemed to have swallowed a few catties of Coptis chinensis raw, so bitter that he managed to force a smile and said, "Three friends, please!"

Liu Qinghuan was waiting on the other side of the aisle. He had already changed into a solemn martial attire. Standing behind him were Yun Zheng, Mu Yinyin, and others. Because of his serious injury, Dayan was persuaded to go back and rest.

With a calm expression, Liu Qinghuan watched a group of people pass through the large light curtain and approach slowly.

Lan Yi and Chun Li were walking in the front, accompanied by Hua Songzi, and Wan Hu was at the back, including members of the Immortal League and monks from various sects.

And Xue Yi seemed to be out to play, wandering leisurely away from the crowd, first raised his eyebrows when he saw Liu Qinghuan, and then showed a strange smile carelessly.

Liu Qinghuan looked over, gave a secret wink, adjusted her clothes, and went forward: "Senior Chunli, fellow Taoist Lan Yi, brother Xue, long time no see!"

He was grateful and said: "It's a small matter in my family, but it took three of you to come all the way. Liu Mouming is very grateful for this friendship, thank you very much!"

Before he could bow and salute, Chun Li strode over, stretched out his hand to support him and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, I never thought that you not only improved your cultivation level, but also became more polite—you don't need to be so polite!"

However, Liu Qinghuan insisted on finishing the ceremony, and there was a sound of clothes behind him, and all the disciples sent by Wenshi followed silently and bowed down.

After the ceremony, Liu Qinghuan straightened up and said: "Senior is busy with business, but he received a summons talisman from me, put aside everything in the courtyard and came to help. This ceremony must not be spared."

"Hahaha!" Chun Li said with a loud laugh, "I see that you have already dealt with all the matters here. Where are we here to help each other? It seems that we are here to grab a meal. Don't you think so?"

He turned his head to look to the left and right, Lan Yi beside him smiled and nodded slightly, but Xue Yi stood outside the crowd with his arms folded, as if staying out of the way.

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of Hua Songzi of the Immortal League, and Liu Qinghuan acted as if he hadn't seen him, and took an attitude of completely ignoring him.

Although a little embarrassed, Hua Songzi also knew that the situation was no longer in the hands of Xianmeng, and he had to bend when it was time to bend.

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward and echoed Chun Li's words: "Yes, we are late, this, this is really..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the trace of smile on Liu Qinghuan's face disappeared completely, and he just looked over with a blank expression, and did not answer.

Behind him, the tragic scene of the Wenshi faction being slaughtered by the flames of war appeared in front of everyone. Not far away, there was a charred black corpse half hidden in the rubble that had not been cleaned up. All the disciples who came and went were wounded and looked tired.

Hua Songzi continued in embarrassment: "Fellow Daoist Qinglin, the news of the Immortal Alliance was deceived this time, and the conspiracy of the Yinyang Sect and the Futu Demon Sect was not discovered in time, causing you Yunmengze to suffer great damage and loss. For failing to do so, this old man represents the Immortal League, and hereby apologizes to all fellow Taoists!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply with shame on his face.

With a sneer, it landed directly on Hua Songzi's head, and Yun Zheng said coldly: "We have lost so many people, and we want to throw them over as soon as we make an apology? The Xianmeng really has a good idea!"

"That's not the case." Hua Songzi didn't feel angry when he was robbed, and said calmly: "Such a major event happened in Yunmengze, and everyone in Xianmeng attaches great importance to it. They will investigate the cause as soon as possible, and deal with it in whatever way they want. I will severely punish the two major demon sects and give you an explanation."

"That sounds nice!" Yun Zheng sneered, "How do I know if your Immortal Alliance will cover up those two sects, or avoid the important ones and send us away with just two spirit stones? After all, we are a little Yun Mengze, in the eyes of your Wanhu sects, is nothing more than an existence that can be bullied at will!"

"This must be the consonant friend of Ziwei Jiange, right?" Hua Songzi took a deep look at Yunzheng: "Sure enough, as rumored, he has a straightforward temperament and sharp words."

"It doesn't matter who I am!" Yun Zheng was completely unafraid that the opponent's cultivation base was much higher than his own, and he did not hide his sword intent: "Xiaoxiu just wanted to ask this senior from the Immortal League, when Yunmengze returned to Wanhu Is the agreement signed by Jie Shi all fart?!"

As soon as these words came out, all the whitewashing was torn apart, and it was pointed at the core.

The few people from Qingming had already been arguing, and they stood aside, including Sweeping Chen from the Hall of Eternal Life, and left the place where everyone in the Xianmeng was standing in a low-key manner.

The real Chunli from the Banshan Academy was smiling, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Hua Songzi's complexion tightened, he glanced at Liu Qinghuan, and said cautiously: "Of course the agreement at the beginning was counted, but this matter is important, Xianmeng needs a period of time to visit all parties, and count the losses suffered by Yunmengze, and then draw up relevant agreements. compensation……"

"Then you guys go and find out before you come back." At this time, Liu Qinghuan finally spoke, and said lightly: "I don't want to find out why I was sent to the world of spirits when the Demon Sect was about to attack. I also don't want to ask why later. There was no response to the cross-boundary talisman sent back to Xianmeng, and I don't even bother to think about why it happened for several days before you sent someone over..."

Every time he said a word, Hua Songzi's expression became stiff.

"The Wenshi faction is in such a catastrophe, and the death of the Ju faction is hard to stop for a while, so I won't entertain everyone in the Xianmeng. If you and the Wanhu factions don't want to abide by the agreement signed back then..."

Surprise flashed across Hua Songzi's eyes, and Liu Qinghuan's voice was as indifferent as the last autumn wind blowing.

"I also have my own way, let you blood! Debt! Blood! Pay!"

Every word of this sentence is like the beating of a heavy drum, and every beat hits hard on the hearts of all the people present in the Wanhu world!

"Bang!" A monk of the Xianmeng couldn't bear the pressure, rolled his eyes and passed out, and fell to the ground suddenly.

Others were silent, trembling with fear.

Hua Songzi's complexion became extremely ugly. As a body fit major repairer who also held an important position in the Immortal League, it had been a long time since he had been treated so mercilessly.

However, when he glanced over, the three people who came down from Jiutian Qingming stood there as if they were watching a scene, and Xue Yi even stared at him brightly, and couldn't help feeling a big headache.

What's more, there is a dead body of a Mahayana monk outside the formation!
(End of this chapter)