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> .. Chapter 34 There is a broken temple

In autumn, a very mysterious force appeared in the world. [..]

That force blood washed the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, killed Zhang Tianshi, and then destroyed several sub-altars of the real martial arts sect, and then began to wreak havoc in the Song Dynasty, continuously destroying the door, and the means was extremely cruel and bloody. I feel terrible.

According to rumors, this mysterious force is composed of more than ten masters of cave and mysterious realm. The leader wears a silver mask. These people ride on black war horses and wear black robes. No normal human nature, extremely cold bloodthirsty.

The entire southern continent was shaken. The cavalry and teams of the Xiling Temple attacked repeatedly, trying to kill these black riders, but they could not even capture the whereabouts of these people.

Some people in the high temple and the Nanjin royal family have already connected these black knights and fallen knights, but they ca n’t understand why these fallen knights who have been revoked can restore their strength, even more powerful than before, and make them feel Anxious and frightened, who is the person wearing the silver mask?

There is a clear stream among the mountains and fields. A red leaf floats above the stream, just like the makeup attached to the mirror. It looks extremely beautiful, and the surrounding is quiet.

Suddenly, the horseshoe stepped into the stream, crushing the red leaves, disturbing the calm surface of the stream, and then more horseshoes stepped into the stream, and there was a horrified cry by the bird by the stream, flying away.

More than ten black riders crossed the stream and went southwest along the mountain road. No one in the team spoke. Even the frequency of the black knight's breathing and the horse's hoof frequency were exactly the same, and the objects that these frequencies followed It was the young man who was silent immediately before.

The Xiling Temple and the various teams are defending the border of the Song Dynasty, trying to intercept and kill these black knights. No one can imagine that these black knights crossed the interception lines lightly, and came to this piece in the southwest of South Jin. Between the mountains of Qingling.

Beside a stone spring on the mountainside, more than ten black riders rested temporarily, and the fallen knights sat cross-legged. They meditate and regain their strength and majesty. They do n’t want to go back to their sad escape career, so they refuse to waste any time to recover their strength and practice.

I don't know how long it took. The fallen knights opened their eyes and woke up, looking at the Prince Longqing who was closing his eyes under the tree beside the cliff, and his eyes showed a fanatical worship.

Before Xueya's upheaval, the Longqing princes were their immediate superiors. Absolute loyalty of many people in the ruling division. What's more, these fallen knights are all because he can continue to live, and live so arrogantly. Coupled with the painstaking efforts of the sitting pill, that loyalty is beyond doubt.

Escape from consciousness and watch the world again. It took only a short time for the Longqing prince to recollect a group of loyal subordinates in various countries, mainly those ruling secretaries hidden in Taoist temples and municipalities. These dark torsos are now waiting for his eyes, so Xiling The siege of the temple cavalry and the teams, there is no secret for him, he and these subordinates can still be very relaxed.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Xiling Temple is not yet clear about his identity, and he does not pay enough attention to it. In the view of the temple, these fallen knights are just mice that have been lucky for a few days in the glory of Haotian. After all, it is impossible to live forever. If you let the Xiling Temple know that it is Longqing who commands these knights, if you know that he once committed crimes in conscience Under the unforgivable sins, the pursuit of murder is naturally much more terrifying now.

The horrible existence of the Xiling Temple, as long as it is really serious. No matter how many adventures Longqing has, no matter how powerful these fallen knights are, they will be crushed into powder.

Thinking of this inevitable possibility, a hint of worry appeared in Zi Mo's face, and he walked towards the cliff. To the Longqing salute sitting under the tree, he whispered: "Master Lord. Now that the temple cavalry has been alarmed, it is clearly ruled that the Secretary knows this matter, if Ye Shenzuo personally shot ..."

Long Qing opened his eyes, looked at the mountain-like Qingling in the distance but did not have the steep mountains, and said, "What do you want to say?"

Zi Mo said: "Sir, I suggest that it is better to leave the sphere of influence of the temple as soon as possible."

The glory of Haotian shrouded the world, and the sphere of influence of the Xiling Temple was the entire Central Plains world. Although Tang was an exception, these fallen knights with blood on their hands were certainly not foolish enough to enter the Tang kingdom, so now they only have one road left. That is to leave the Central Plains.

Long Qing was silent. Although he was powerful now, especially after absorbing the cultivation practices of Zhang Tianshi and several elders of the real martial arts sect, he was more powerful, but he still did not have the confidence to defeat the woman.

Because the woman was already on the Moyu Divine Seat, and the **** facts proved that, at least for certain periods of her life, she was more powerful than the ruling Grand Priest.

Long Qing did not even think of being able to escape in such a long time within the sphere of influence of the Xiling Temple, when he is not absolutely powerful, such as the peak of the world, the longer he stays under the glory of Haotian, the more he goes from inside to outside Danger.

He looked at the blue mountain in the distance, and said indifferently: "Leaving Zhongyuan is an inevitable choice, but before leaving, I really want to do something."

A few days ago, he obtained a piece of information in a Taoist temple in Nanjin. The information was actually meaningless. At least it did not have any meaning for him to lead this group of fallen knights. However, the information was like Like a stone, it pressed against his heart and made his breathing fast.

The information stated that Ning Que took his little maid who was good at drinking, and participated in the Lanke Temple Bon Lan Festival with the Tang State Mission, but after passing Daze, I don't know what the reason was, Ning lacked The little maid left the mission and took a black carriage alone.

According to the specific figures in the information, the carriage at this time is not far away from the location of Longqing and others. It should be walking in the mountains, and will drive to the blue mountain opposite.

Long Qing looked up slightly and took a deep breath.

He felt that he smelled the carriage in the mountain breeze, the good wine from the little maid, and the dirty smell from Ning Que's body.

No matter what the taste, he was intoxicated. His handsome face was slightly flushed, and the insignificant scar on the cheek seemed to light up, obviously there was no expression, but it was fast in black and white and dark. Deep in the eyes of the conversion, there seems to be flames.

Long Qing's chest undulated slightly, his eyes narrowed. His hands shook slightly, and said, "Kill that person, my Dao heart can be truly clear, and I want to repair his whole body ... The body with the taste of the academy is completely absorbed, the taste of the academy is very rare. , It smells good. "

His voice was calm and indifferent.

Zi Mo felt that he had seen a legendary monster called a gluttony under the tree, and felt subconsciously. It was a life-long fear of absolute greed.

Being the most loyal and most useful subordinate. No matter how scared, even if it will make adults unhappy, Zi Mo still has to give his own opinion. He reminded in a low voice: "Something happened during your retreat ... I heard that Ning Que killed Xiahou in a positive challenge, and that his little maid is said to be the Light God. Nor Ordinary people. "

Long Qing didn't say anything, slowly put on a silver mask, stood up, and walked towards the mount beside the spring.

Walking along the way, the gray in his eyes gradually cleared, but the dust under his feet slowly floated, chasing the bottom of his boots like a bee, and eventually turned into a willing stepping gray.

Looking at this scene, Zi Mo's heart was more awesome. I dare not say anything more.

More than ten black riders roared down the mountain.

Standing under the tree by the cliff, you can see a large green mausoleum in the mountains in the distance. There are many weeds in the mausoleum. There is no tree. The view is extremely wide.

Even if they are very far apart, you can feel the broken and withered breath of that Buddhist temple. Naturally, it can't be the Lanke Temple. You can see a few shades of red in the temple, but you don't know what it is.

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Ning Que proposed to leave the mission by crossing the Daze on a Datang warship and crossing the shore in the South Jin Moling. Taking Sang Sang one step ahead, suddenly attracted a voice of opposition.

The small grass hut must not be separated from Sang Sang. The girls in the red sleeves were reluctant to lose the opportunity to get close to Mr. Thirteen. As for the emperor Xian Zhilang, he had to think about the issues much more directly. He just thought that Ning Que and Sang Sang left the mission, and the road might not be too peaceful. Not safe.

In the face of Sian Zhilang's reminder or warning, Ning Que's answer was also very direct: "Don't forget that I am a master disciple of the Master, and grabbed the title of Wang Jingluo. Those who can beat me and know my origins will not Dare to provoke me, those who have been stunned by blood and dare to provoke me will not beat me. "

Xian Zhilang found that Ning Que's statement was correct and could not be refuted correctly. What can overcome Ning Que in this world is necessarily those great practitioners who know the destiny of the fate, and the great practitioners have their own sect inheritance. Directly cut off the risk of inheritance to provoke Ning Que?

So he purchased a large amount of spirits in Molingdu, and arranged for the mission officials to seek the government office of the Southern Jin Dynasty. After completing the entry of the state cities in the back, Ning Que and Sang Sang left the mission in a black carriage.

The reason why I left the mission was to go forward alone, because Ning Que was worried about Sang Sang ’s disease. Although Sang Sang ’s disease did not seem to deteriorate, there was obviously no tendency to improve. Since the teacher said that the rotten temple can cure Sang Sang ’s Sick, Ningque naturally rushed to Lanke Temple at the fastest speed.

The black horse-drawn carriage left the official road of Nanjin from Molingdu, followed the roads between the state cities, and drove directly to the southeast. On the remote mountain, it drove on a simple mountain road, crossing the mountains and crossing rivers and rivers all the way ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There is no intention to hide whereabouts, nor to deal with the world, just rush to the road with concentration and silence.

As time passed, the car reel was anxious, the autumn was getting stronger, the autumn leaves on the top of the mountain were becoming red, the autumn wind on the mountain road was gradually killing, and the cold was also deepening, and it was approaching the Lanke Temple.

Perhaps it is because of the gradual approach to the Temple of Rotten Ke that Buddhism in the world is gradually flourishing. Several temples can occasionally be seen on the road. Although the incense is not comparable to Taoist temples, those Buddhist temples are also popular.

One day, an autumn rain suddenly fell.

The thick autumn sky in the rain seemed more gloomy.

The maple tree in the ruined temple on Qingling looked more and more red.

Ning Que put down the curtains, looked at Sang Sang who was lying on her knees, looked at the tired expression on her face, and said, "There is a temple in the mountain and the scenery is good."

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(The first chapter, the next chapter comes out before eleven o'clock.) To be continued ...