Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 694

Yunzhou, Mocheng.

Supervise Tiansi government office.

Qin Jinsong looked at the three brothers nodding and bowing in front of him expressionlessly, feeling more and more depressed.

"So Lin Tianguan is just passing by and has no intention of staying in Yunzhou?"

"Yes." Eldest brother Liu Rui lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Lin Tianguan seems to be going to the extreme north, he brought a little girl who he said is Fang Yunshan's great-granddaughter, and also captured the Holy Fire Sect's saint. "

"Well, I understand, you go down." Qin Jinsong nodded slightly, and waved his hands to let the three people in front of him leave.

"My lord, this time's credit."

"Tiansi will reward you for your merits, so naturally you won't rely on your rewards."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

After bowing and saluting again and again, the three masters of the Northland quickly left with a little bit of joy.

After the three of them left, a chill gradually appeared on Qin Jinsong's face.

He glanced over the study that he had used for an unknown amount of time, and finally, he looked outside the study, the door that had just been pushed open again.

A rough man who seemed to be over half a century old walked in, and then sat down aggressively opposite Qin Jinsong, with his breasts exposed and his legs raised and swaying.

Seeing that Qin Jinsong ignored him, he didn't take it seriously, and picked up the teapot on the table and sucked it fiercely at the spout.

"Cough cough cough! Pooh!"

"Why, you, Gu Sheng, are also afraid of being hot?" Qin Jinsong's face was slightly mocking.

"I think this tea is too bitter!" Gu Sheng put down the teapot, spit on the ground twice, and then grinned at Qin Jinsong.

"Old Qin, how are you?"

"Since everything is going well, the Zhenbei Army can't stand it anymore. Lu Nanting died. Although the general's heart is stabilized by the people from Beijing, how can the army's morale be really stable with Lu Nanting's reputation?"

Speaking of this, the smile on Qin Jinsong's face increased a bit.

"I heard from the Frontline News that the barbarian army has already suppressed the border for three hundred miles?"

"That's right. Seeing that the Zhenbei Army was fighting and retreating, we simply took advantage of the victory and pursued them."

"If that's the case, what are you doing here?" Qin Jinsong's face suddenly turned cold, "Don't you know how much I hate your Palace of Longevity? In my opinion, both the Qin family in Tianjing and your Palace of Longevity are It's just a piece of shit, and it's disgusting to see."

"But you took the initiative to find the Palace of Eternal Life." Gu Sheng turned a deaf ear to Qin Jinsong's sarcasm, and said with a low smile, "Knowing that you are seeking skin from a tiger, but you still do it. Hehe, speaking of it, if you, the rebellious Qin family, were there , I am afraid that the matter of Yunzhou will take a long time to plan."

"It's just that I hope you all die together. I never concealed it." Qin Jinsong sneered.

"Then your wish may come to nothing." Gu Sheng laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "If an ordinary day traveler dared to speak such nonsense in front of me, I would have to scare him, but you are still useful. To be serious, As soon as Lin Ji came, he killed several barbarian Primordial Spirit cultivators and took away the Holy Fire Sect's saint, do you have any clue?"

Hearing this, Qin Jinsong was obviously surprised.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Gu Sheng for a moment, and then asked, "I just found out about this, how did you know?"

"Oh, after all, there are still a few Taoist monks in Yunzhou. Shen Long is also in Yunzhou, right? There are Taoist monks sitting in the rear. If I don't take care of them, these Primordial Spirit monks will be punished for nothing without doing anything. It has been taken. The dozen or so Yuanshen monks are also a huge loss for the barbarians."

"So you met Lin Ji face to face?"

"No, I found something wrong from afar, so I didn't dare to show my face."

"Didn't dare?" Qin Jinsong's pupils narrowed slightly, "Didn't Lin Ji just enter Taoism not long ago? Even you dare not attack him?"

"Oh, it seems that you have been in Yunzhou for a long time, and your brain has been frozen by this ghostly weather."

Gu Sheng stood up and stretched himself.

"I just listened to the conversation between the three masters of the North and you. It seems that you may not know about it. If that's the case, then I'll take a step forward."

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Gu Sheng didn't leave immediately, instead he slapped Qin Jinsong.

Qin Jinsong was knocked down to the ground by Gu Sheng's slap, half of his face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he spit out two teeth with bloody saliva.

"This slap is slapping you for disrespecting me! Don't think I dare not kill you. Next time, I will kill you with my own hands and feed pigs with your descendants!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Sheng cast a disdainful glance at Qin Jinsong who was expressionlessly covering his face on the ground, and then disappeared in a flash.

After a long time, Qin Jinsong got up from the ground.

The wound on his face couldn't heal, and he felt a spiritual force that didn't belong to him hovering over the swelling on his face.

"Heh, are you trying to embarrass me on purpose? Entering the Dao realm, you're just a reckless man."

"I won't live long, still care about these?"

far north.

Yunshengu, the main altar of the Sacred Fire Cult.

In a secret room, patterns are carved all over.

In the middle of the pattern, there is a cluster of small flames suspended in mid-air, from time to time a little spark jumps out and splashes around.

Great Elder Dong Yichuan stood at the door of the secret room, beside the formation, quietly watching the flames inside.

That flame is the holy fire, the holy fire way of the leader of the holy fire sect, the Tao Chengjing powerhouse.

Burn everything, purify everything.

Probably so.

At least Dong Yichuan now knew that this was just the words of the leader.

"Can you still hear it?" Dong Yichuan asked suddenly.

There was no one in the secret room, so naturally there would be no response.

But even so, Dong Yichuan waited for a long time before he dared to speak again.

"It's no wonder that the old man is so cautious. You, a Dao Chengjing venerable who is in harmony with the body, are almost immortal, even though you have disappeared for many years. But the holy flame is still there, so you must not be dead yet."

"Rebirth from the holy fire? Maybe you can really do it, but the old man doesn't want to."

As he spoke, Dong Yichuan showed some hesitation on his face.

He quietly looked at the small flame suspended in mid-air in the pattern, and watched the light of the flame dim the entire secret room.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he tried to reach out his hand, wanting to touch the flame.

But just when he was about to touch it, he suddenly hesitated and withdrew his hand.

"If I control the holy fire, will I become a realm of Taoism, or become your incarnation?"

Dong Yichuan let out a long sigh.

"It's true that the older you are, the less courageous you become. Anyway, the scattered holy fires are about to be ready. When the way of the holy fire returns to perfection, it will be you. No, it will be when the old man and I have completed the way, even if it is not my own way."

After finishing the words, Dong Yichuan looked at the holy fire again with some reluctance, then turned and left.

The moment he left the chamber.

The holy flame, which had not changed for hundreds of years, suddenly brightened, as bright as the sun in the sky.

It's a pity that Ming Ming was locked in the secret room after all, and no one could see it.

(End of this chapter)