Chapter 1090
Over the past few days, after Xiang Zhuang led the twenty followers of Tianji Pavilion out of Qinglong Mountain, he gradually began to plan to take advantage of the conflict between Li Yuanyuan and the Qin Group, preparing to unknowingly take down Xiao Yi and eliminate such a confidant as the head of the Hongmen Big trouble.

Of course, he is taking advantage of such a wonderful stage of competing with Xiao Yi.At this time, Xiang Zhuang quickly established his own power in Tianji Pavilion.

If you have used it, then you have to give me the rights.

Even the fourth uncle who was in charge of the security of the entire Tianji Pavilion had to be eaten away by Xiang Zhuang bit by bit.

In the entire Tianji Pavilion, the owner of the pavilion closed the death gate, and some masters who practiced outside have emerged. The entire Tianji Pavilion has been gradually controlled by Xiang Zhuang.

In the entire Tianji Pavilion, the owner's power and means are all over the sky.

Below them are the four sons of Tianji, all of whom are talented.Over the years, everyone has been arrogant and arrogant, and what they have learned is astonishing to heaven.And under the four sons of Tianji, there are some elders.

Some elders who have made special contributions can be promoted to deputy cabinet masters.

Speaking of which, it's just an idle job.In name only, without actual authority.It's just an honor.In the Tianji Pavilion, the resources to enjoy are more abundant.

It's like Li Qingxuan, known as the Deputy Pavilion Master.However, the real power is not as powerful as the fourth uncle of Tianji's fourth son.

In today's Tianji Pavilion, except for the four sons of Tianji, the pavilion masters who have closed the door have not been influenced by Xiang Zhuang.In the current Tianji Pavilion, everyone has gradually been touched by Xiang Zhuang.

Just when Xiang Zhuang was happy on Qinglong Mountain.

Behind that Buddhist gate, on the cliff thousand blades outside Tianji Pavilion.The night wind blew, the sleeves fluttered, and the shadow pupils looked like immortals.

On this cliff with thousands of blades, there is a short-lived square inch where one can settle.

And above this, no one can usually climb up.No one can stand on it, and the clothes are fluttering in the wind.Because, it's summer night up here, and the wind is too strong.Ordinary people can be blown off a cliff.

Standing in the middle of a group of people facing the wind with hands behind their backs, one person in the middle is Shengxue in white clothes.Wearing a pair of cloth shoes, he looks like a teenager with fair skin.There is no wrinkle in the corner of the eye and brow.

His face was calm and composed, and when he raised his hands and feet, he naturally had a sense of supreme majesty.Occasionally looking down the cliff, there is an aura of dominion over the world.

As if, wherever one's own eyes see, there will be a place for one's own feet.

That kind of majesty should not be possessed by ordinary people.

This will stand under the moon, with the wind blowing.The man in white still had his clothes fluttering all over his body, and his whole body was as motionless as a mountain.

"I have been fully aware of the situation of the Tianji Pavilion during the period of my retreat." This person is Hong Xuanji, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, and he is the most mysterious person in the whole world with the best skills.

The wind was howling, but every word resounded clearly in everyone's ears.It was not drowned because of the loud wind.

Surrounding Hong Xuanji, the man in white, are the four sons of Tianji.

Everyone has the same means to reach the sky. Over the years, they have turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain.Standing in front of Hong Xuanji, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, they dare not make mistakes, and all of them are quite humble and respectful.

Among them, standing in the east direction, there is naturally the fourth uncle who is in charge of the safety of the entire Tianji Pavilion.

This will put your hands together and look kindly.It looks like a benevolent and enlightened monk.However, under the monk's robe, I don't know how much blood rain was stained.

There are three other people, except that the fourth uncle is dressed like an eminent monk.

Standing in the south direction, it is a Taoist priest dressed in green shirt.Holding a whisk in his hand, he lowered his head.However, the eyes are bright and bright.The whole body stood upright in the strong wind, staying still.

Standing in the western direction is a young man dressed as a scholar and wearing a tall hat.In his hand, he held a brand new book.In the books, there are densely recorded names.Over the years, every time he killed someone, he would write down the other person's name in the book in his hand.

Over the years, the books have been densely packed with names.Even leaning over, one could smell a strong smell of blood lightly.

However, this scholar, this meeting looks personable, with a refined and moderate temperament.It's a bit out of tune with what he's done over the years.

In the north, at the mouth of the wind, the night wind is the strongest.

And in this gale, stood a man in black.Wearing a mask, you can't see the face.However, from the evil spirit emanating from his whole body, it can be seen that this man's body has been soaked in blood all year round.That strong evil spirit makes most people stay away from it.

Occasionally, this man dressed in black, full of evil spirit, and murderous intent.In the eyes that are as deep as ink, there is a sparkle like a brilliant light.

In the southeast and northwest, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and demons.

"Today, I summoned you here because I have something to discuss." Hong Xuanji lifted the clothes on his body, his skirts fluttering, and his voice was firm: "Tianji Pavilion is currently on the line of life and death, and everyone must be aware of the main crisis. .Although this is no longer Li Taibai's era, it has already become Xiao Yi's era. The conflict between us and the Xiao family has been going on for so many years, and it will finally be resolved."

Hearing the words of Pavilion Master Hong Xuanji, only Fourth Uncle frowned.The other three people all looked calm and unrelenting.

"Tell me, what's your opinion?" Hong Xuanji's voice seemed to resound in everyone's heart.It sounds like a kind of interrogation of oneself.

Fourth Uncle concentrated for a while, and spoke first to express his opinion.

After all, the fourth uncle has been in charge of the Tianji Pavilion since this period of time.Over the years, the other three people have been busy with the influence of the Hongmen and cultivating their own skills.

"I have observed the sky and used the great prophecy to find out that the Tianji Pavilion is a time of life and death recently. The comet sweeps the moon, and bad luck is on the way." At this moment, the fourth uncle twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand and said in a low voice: "And I suspect that the only thread that seems to have a secret is in Xiang Zhuang. Therefore, in recent days, Xiang Zhuang has been allowed to do whatever he wants, forming cliques and building forces. However, Xiang Zhuang will never know, the secret How powerful is the pavilion. He is just like a wild horse that has run wild, if he is tamed well, then he will be used by us."

"A runaway wild horse?" The Taoist priest with a whisk in his hand waved the whisk lightly, and said in a sharp voice: "If you want to fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside. I think it's better to let me kill Xiang Zhuang. If it is true The Tianji Pavilion is facing a catastrophe, and our four sons of Tianji are invincible, do we still need a Xiangzhuang to stand in front of us?"

"Yes." At this time, the scholar closed the book in his hand, and his voice came like a loud voice: "The four sons of Tianji are invincible. The Tianji Pavilion has stood for thousands of years. How can it be said that it will fall when it falls?"

Only the masked man stands in the west.He raised his head and looked at Hong Xuanji, who was dressed in white over the snow, and asked directly: "Pavilion Master, please Enzhun Mosha to issue a military order. I will take the heads of Xiang Zhuang and Xiao Yi within three days. Come to see the Pavilion Master. If Mosha can’t finish it, I’m willing to put my head on the ground.”

For this kind of demon who has entered the way of magic and kills to stop killing.There is only the simplest way to solve any problem in this world, and that is to kill, kill, kill!

Listening to the remarks of the fourth son of Tianji, Hong Xuanji, the pavilion master, remained motionless.Taking a deep breath, he looked up at the talented Tianji Sizi opposite him.

He waved his hand and said, "Xiang Zhuang must be used by my Tianji Pavilion. It is indeed as the fourth child said. This crisis that is once in a millennium in Tianji Pavilion is coming. This time, you must be careful to me. Xiao Yi, as Li Taibai's direct disciple, should not be underestimated. Back then, when Li Taibai killed a Taibai year, why didn't you show your courage for everyone to see?"

Hearing Hong Xuanji's reprimand, the four sons of Tianji fell silent.

"Great prophecy is unpredictable, and it hides thousands of years of mystery. After so many years, it is still difficult to comprehend this kind of metaphysics." Hong Xuanji sighed at this moment, and said: "However, for the trajectory of heavenly secrets, life Mystery, as well as great disasters and great fortunes, I can still predict good or bad. Indeed, this time, as the fourth child said, this is a great challenge for a thousand years. Be sure to cheer me up, be careful, and face it with your whole body."

After a pause, Hong Xuanji continued to strike with a golden knife, and said, "Xiang Zhuang is indeed the first major change in this disaster. Therefore, we at Tianji Pavilion must fight for this person with all our strength. Since he wants rights, then we Give him power; if he wants power, we will give him power. At that time, the mantis will catch the cicada and the oriole will be behind. After all, who will be the last oriole, when the time comes, the eight immortals will cross the sea, each according to his own ability."

Speaking of this, the fourth uncle, a monk standing in the east, said again: "However, this Zhuang's martial arts is indeed extremely terrifying. His scriptures of ten thousand poisons, as well as the three thousand miles of ice and the raging fire shine in all directions. They are all too domineering martial arts. I dare to admit frankly that I am afraid that I am not Xiang Zhuang's opponent."

"Me?" At this moment, Mo Sha couldn't bear it first, and asked.

However, this time it was not the Fourth Uncle who was honored in the Monk's Pavilion who answered Mosha.Instead, Hong Xuanji looked over with his eyes like lightning, and said in a somewhat complicated way: "Although you, Mosha, are taking the way of killing and ruthlessness, but you are probably no match for Xiangzhuang. I have just observed Xiang Zhuang is dead, his body is full of poisonous energy, stronger than your evil spirit. Perhaps, you four sons of Tianji, unite, and Xiang Zhuang may be on equal footing."

"I don't know, this time the pavilion master has been in seclusion for so many days, and I'm afraid it's even more unbelievable. What are the chances of winning against this village?" At this moment, Mo Sha felt a little dissatisfied, and asked about the pavilion Master Hong Xuanji.

(End of this chapter)

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