Xia do not stay

Chapter 414 Punishment on behalf of the sky, using everything as a straw dog!
"Amitabha, the benefactor should leave as soon as possible. In a short time, West Kunlun will visit this temple. If he makes a move at that time, the master may lose his life."

After Ba Siba finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Xuanji stared at him, and said sharply: "I am incompetent as a master and cannot save my apprentice, but do you know who is Jingxin's second brother?"

Ba Siba stared at his face with his back turned.

"His second brother is number one in the heaven list, the number one master in the world today, Gu Yang, the god of war!"

Xuan Ji has always had a good face, but today he has to put down his figure and move out of Gu Yang to support him, hoping that the other party will feel apprehensive when he hears Gu Yang's name.

Ba Siba was indeed a little apprehensive, he sighed lightly, and said: "The battle between Martial God and West Kunlun is imminent, I think before the winner is decided, he won't have the leisure to fight this old man."

As the teacher of Emperor Meng Yuan, Ba Siba has clear wisdom and has never done reckless things. Before he purged his heart, he had already investigated and found out about Gu Yang's existence.

At that time, he hesitated for a long time, unsure about paying attention, and finally met West Kunlun, and after getting the other party's support, he made up his mind.

Seeing that the other party was not afraid of Gu Yang's name, Xuan Ji had no choice but to sit cross-legged and said firmly, "I won't go anywhere, just wait here for my apprentice!"

Ba Siba shook his head, took a step, and disappeared without a trace as if shrinking the ground into an inch.

The sun gradually set, and it was dusk.

Xuanji had been sitting in front of the door, cross-legged and meditating. He had been severely injured when the golden bell cover was broken, and now he was exposed to the sun for several hours, his face became paler and paler.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded and stopped in front of his eyes.

Xuanji was startled, this person actually approached within three feet in front of him, and he just realized that this lightness skill is really shocking!
He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a slender young man in a black robe. His long black hair fluttered slightly in the wind, his eyes were deep, and he had a majestic temperament like a demon god.

He was carrying a black forsythia long sword, the sword was not out of the sheath, the strong sword energy made Xuanji's heart tremble, and the skin around his body felt a tingling pain.

Heavenly Punishment Sword!
"West Kunlun?"

Xuanji gritted his teeth and said, "You are the one who bewitched Ba Siba and snatched away my apprentice?"

Xi Kunlun just glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Noisy."

After saying that, he flipped his palm, like the Heaven-shattering Seal in ancient mythology, with a terrifying might, it smashed towards Xuanji.

Clang!
The golden bell rises again, and it activates the dragon and tiger secret technique as soon as it is shot, and the eight dragons and dragons appear on the golden bell again.

However, West Kunlun didn't even look at it, and just dropped his palm casually.

clang!
Admiralty only lasted for a moment, then it split inch by inch, turning into gold leaf and dissipating without a trace, while Xi Kunlun's hand continued to fall, and finally landed on Xuanji's forehead.

Xuanji's body shook, his pupils dilated, and he stared at the gate of Baita Temple, his breath became weaker and weaker, and finally became as stiff as a sculpture.

The White Pagoda Temple was on the cliff, when a gust of wind blew, the body of the divine monk Xuanji fell down the cliff and into the river below.

Xi Kunlun walked away without a glance at Xuanji from the beginning to the end, as if he just slapped an ant to death.

However, he still gave an evaluation.

"You can be proud enough to receive my palm and keep your body alive."

He walked away with his hands behind his back, his back like a deep valley like a mountain.

……

In the White Pagoda Temple.

West Kunlun and Basiba sat under a tree to play chess.

"Today, you are in a bad mood and restless, Your Excellency West Kunlun, this is the first time this poor monk has seen such a situation happen to you."

Ba Siba held Bai Luozi and said lightly.

West Kunlun quietly looked at the chessboard without saying a word.

Jing Xin came over and offered two cups of tea.

Ba Siba glanced at Jing Xin, and continued to say to West Kunlun: "The old monk at the gate who knows how to cover gold bells is not bad at heart, why bother to kill him?"

Jingxin slightly paused the hand holding the tea.

Xi Kunlun said coldly: "I just want to kill."

If you want to kill, you will kill.

For West Kunlun, killing people is nothing but a matter of leisure. If he wants to, he can kill even the emperor of the ages.

Heaven punishes heaven, punishes heaven, and everyone in the world, to West Kunlun, he can punish at any time.

Take everything as a straw dog!

This is no longer a human realm, but comparing oneself to a god.

Xikunlun Luozi continued: "Speaking of which, that old monk is quite strange. Before he died, he used part of his true energy to protect a bunch of candied haws, which is quite a strange person."

Pure heart expressionless.

Ba Siba looked at Jing Xin and said: "He is also your old friend, why don't you take another look?"

Jing Xin shook her head, seeing no waves in the ancient well, said: "No need."

He turned and left, his steps, posture, and expression were very calm, but in those dull eyes, tears kept slipping down like pearls.

……

On the prairie, a float was galloping, and the driver turned out to be the bride. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing an arm that bullied Shuang Saixue, which was whiter and tenderer than the snow lotus on the mountain.

The carriage drove to the river and stopped slowly.

Meiyi got out of the car and walked to the river, wiped the sweat off her face, then picked up the clear and cold river water with her fingers, and took a few sips.

The water source on the grassland is very clean, and there is a trace of sweetness, so it is no problem to drink it directly.

But Meiyi frowned, she felt that the taste of the water was not quite right.

The next moment, a shadow floated under the water, it was a pair of eyes that were dying, and a face full of unwillingness.

"what!"

Meiyi let out a scream, and she turned around to run away in horror, but bumped into Gu Yang's arms.

Gu Yang lifted her up without mercy and threw her back on the carriage.

He looked at the body floating on the river, looked at the familiar face, and was silent for a long time. In the end, without saying anything, he stepped into the icy river and let his clothes get soaked.

Gu Yang bent down, carried the somewhat stiff corpse out of the water, and put it on the shore.

Mei Yi was originally a little angry that he threw herself, but seeing this scene, her heart trembled.

In her heart, this white-robed man is a free and unrestrained, hidden master who plays games in the world of mortals. Even if he was surrounded by tens of thousands of pursuers from the Baoluote tribe yesterday, he was still calm and led himself to fight out calmly.

Blood almost stained the grassland red.

His martial arts are unfathomable, his temperament is unrestrained and heroic, it seems that there is nothing in the world that can stop him.

It was the first time she saw such a solemn expression now.

"You...you know this master?"

Mei Yi said cautiously.

Gu Yang nodded and said, "He is a very respected elder of mine."

The divine monk Xuanji hated evil all his life, and acted aboveboard. When Gu Yang was fledgling, if he hadn't taken care of him, he would have been held accountable by Shaolin for possessing the indestructible magic of Vajra.

Moreover, Gu Yang, Qiao Yuntian and the others could see that the divine monk Xuanji and the fifth younger brother Jingxin were masters and apprentices in name, but in fact they were completely father and son.

For the fifth younger brother Jingxin, the monk Xuanji really doted on him like his own son.

Gu Yang carried Xuanji's body into the carriage, and said to Meiyi, "Don't rest, let's continue on our way. Tonight, I'm going to Baita Temple."

His voice was calm, but it made the eyebrow clothes suddenly feel a bone-chilling cold, as if the grassland had entered winter all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)