Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 484 The Holy Maiden's Plan

At this time, Lin Xi was wearing a long white gauze dress, and was carried by four big men in white robes in soft sedan chairs, leaning lazily against the cloth curtain, graceful and luxurious, radiant and radiant, making one dare not look at her directly.

Seeing one person from Guxuan going down the mountain alone, Lin Xixiu frowned, and stopped the sedan chair bearer.Gu Xuanzhong barely stood his ground, put his hands up like flames rising, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have seen the saint!"

Lin Xi looked Gu Xuanzhong up and down a few times, saw that his robe was in tatters and his body was full of scars, and asked in surprise, "Are you injured?"

"Yes!"

"Your envoy, go and help the Ancient Ming King!"

The white-clothed man next to him nodded, strode forward, looked around a bit, and asked doubtfully, "Who has this ability? He hurt you so badly?"

Gu Xuanzhong smiled wryly and shook his head, the man turned his head and said: "Holy Maiden, King Gu Ming was injured by the sword energy and injured his eight meridians, and his internal injuries were extremely serious. I'm afraid it will take at least a few months to recover. In a hurry, but It is difficult to fight again!"

Lin Xi nodded, then turned around and said, "Several of you, send the ancient Ming king back to the church first. After sending him, stay in the church and wait for his orders. You don't have to come out again!" Immediately, four people took orders and supported Gu Ming. Xuanzhong meanders away.

When Gu Xuanzhong disappeared, Lin Xi ordered to start again. She leaned on the soft sedan chair and pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Your envoy, the ancient Ming king is so skilled in martial arts, yet he was seriously injured. According to your See, what is the cultivation level of the person who defeated the ancient Ming king?"

The white-robed man accompanied the sedan chair all the way, heard the words and shook his head and said: "It's hard to say! From my point of view, this person's skill is not necessarily much stronger than the Ancient Ming King, but the sword intent in his body is really not trivial, it is obviously a He is an extremely brilliant swordsman. Besides, with the Judgment Bridge of the Ancient Ming King, even if he loses, he will not be so embarrassed. Maybe it was a sneak attack by others, or one against two, it is still unknown."

Lin Xi nodded, a stern look appeared on her pretty face, and said solemnly: "When I came to Chunyang Palace, I made all kinds of promises with good intentions, and only asked for a Taoist mental method to heal my father. But Unexpectedly, I was humiliated by Xiao Qianli. Chang Yanxiao was the only person around me back then, if you had come to the Central Plains earlier, I am afraid that Kunlun would have been in my pocket!"

The white-robed man said in a deep voice: "Don't blame the saint, the main altar was in chaos at that time, and there were enemies like Mani watching from the side, so I really couldn't be distracted for a moment!"

Lin Xi sighed, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, how can I not know the situation in the teaching? Now my father has recovered to the original level, and his skills have even improved. Except for the left envoy who has not yet arrived, the bright right envoy, the four great King Ming and most of the Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder Sects have gathered. This Pure Yang Palace is the first step in our conquest of the Central Plains."

The white-robed man hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Saint, according to the information, Chunyang Palace is not a weak person. Since Xiao Qianli is not in Kunlun, why don't we use some means to divide and annihilate them? Why bother to work hard?" A frontal attack? In this way, there will inevitably be a lot of casualties!"

Lin Xi smiled lightly and said, "Your envoy, you are extremely capable, and you are also proficient in the art of war, but you don't understand people's hearts. If you plan to attack the army, our losses will be greatly reduced. It's just that you have crossed the Kunlun Mountains, in the martial arts forest of the Central Plains, There are dangers everywhere, there is Shaolin Emei, there is the Tang Sect beggar gang, we must lose in the intelligence war, so why not use Chunyang Palace as a sharpening stone to polish our religion, and suppress it with strength. It is the right way to use these great schools of the Central Plains, to use both the false and the real, and to complement each other with the right and the odd."

The man in white robe suddenly said: "So that's how it is, the Holy Maiden's plan is to use this Pure Yang Palace for military training?"

Lin Xi smiled and said: "That's right! We congregants were originally recruited from all over Persia. We have good martial arts, but we are simply a group of stragglers. In this Kunlun Yuxu Peak, even if there are a few casualties, what is it? To polish an elite army is to kill two birds with one stone."

She explained casually, but raised her head to look up the peak, with deep eyes, and murmured: "Xiao Qianli, when you return to the mountain, you will see that your Chunyang Palace is in ruins. How about hitting the main forum in anger? I'm really looking forward to seeing you in a rage..."

Lin Xi didn't know what to think of, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a weird smile.

The saint led the crowd up the mountain in person, and Xie Guangling immediately noticed the movement of this wave of people. Seeing dozens of light spots, large and small, slowly moving forward on the mountain path, his heart sank already.

He looked back and saw countless torches lit on the Tai Chi Square, and many figures were running back and forth at the entrance of Zicui Hall where the wounded were placed. No need to look, Xie Guangling knew how messy it was inside.

"Now on Yuxu Peak, there are only a few people worthy of a battle, Mr. Song, Cheng Yuan, and Xiao Jun. I opened the mountain protection formation, and I only have the power of four swords left. The opponent only relies on the number of people during the day. , continue to consume our strength, and now it's finally time for a showdown."

"There are still three remaining of the Four Great Kings of Ming Dynasty. Leaving aside the holy lady, the person next to her is obviously a martial arts master, and the dozens of guards are obviously not ordinary people. Why don't I deal with it myself? But what if this is the case? As a result, there will be no one to preside over the mountain protection formation, and its power will be greatly weakened, what should we do?" Xie Guangling repeatedly calculated in his heart, but couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Xie Guangling's heart suddenly moved, he turned his head suddenly, and saw Shangguan Yunhe walking slowly.

"Have you figured it out?" Facing this foreign martial arts master who is difficult to distinguish between himself and the enemy, Xie Guangling immediately restrained his mind, raised his vigilance, and asked lightly.

Shangguan Yunhe walked under the gossip cloud platform, stopped, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the fire-worshiping saint?"

Xie Guangling pointed at the phantom of Yuxu Peak that appeared in the formation, Shangguan Yunhe looked up for a moment, nodded, took a deep breath, swayed, jumped down from the cliff, and suddenly fell in the air disappeared without a trace.

Xie Guangling hastily looked at the formation map, and saw a small spot of light that was so faint that it was almost invisible, galloping all the way. The female group.

"It doesn't matter what they win or lose! As long as Shangguan Yunhe can hold that road for an hour, Mr. Tao will be able to return!" Xie Guangling's eyebrows suddenly flashed fiercely, and he said to himself, "If he wants to play some tricks, play What kind of tricks, even if Xie is smashed to pieces, he will be smashed to pieces!"

As he spoke, he held down the formation map with his hands, concentrated his strength, and a huge sword embryo on the mountain path had begun to gather sword energy, and the faint white light continued to flow in and out. As long as Shangguan Yunhe moved, four swords would inevitably Simultaneously, kill him on the spot!

(End of this chapter)