Four Hundred and Twentieth Eight Chapters Alienation

Chang Yan returned to the cave.

The disciples of the Duanlin School stood up one after another.

As the eldest disciple of the Duanlin School, Shao Jinhan is now coordinating the affairs of the school. Several elders could not retreat, so he could only bear the heavy burden.

"Senior brother, do you want to tell the ancestors about beheading the golden lotus?" someone said.

Shao Jinhan shook his head and said:

"To say, we have to wait until the Motian Pavilion is removed... The grandfather's deadline is approaching. Killing the golden lotus is no different from sending him to death. The Duanlin School has come to this day and has to make some unconventional means."

Several core disciples in front of them nodded.

Shao Jinhan continued: "In addition, all the disciples of the Duanlin School are not allowed to slash the golden lotus. Whether they can gain a foothold in the cultivation world depends on this time."

...

Night falls.

The Magic Heaven Pavilion was quiet.

To the north of the Lord, on the cliffs halfway up the mountain, the three elders looked up to the sky and admired the moonlight.

"I really don't understand how the pavilion master did it... There is a very heavy spell power in that gang blade. Even a master of the Heavenly Master Dao is difficult to clear." Pan Litian said leaning against a stone.

Hua Wudao said: "Elder Pan can't figure it out, and I don't understand it. I have repeatedly confirmed the eight extraordinary meridians of Princess Yongning, and the destroyed meridians have been miraculously repaired."

The two looked at Leng Luo, who was wearing a silver mask and did not speak.

Leng Luo glanced at the moonlight and said:

"Leng Mou is younger than the pavilion master, but he has little knowledge. Such a strange healing method has never been seen before."

"Lao Leng, you weren't injured at the time, and you still survived when you blew yourself up?" Pan Litian asked.

Leng Luo glanced at Pan Litian, this old thing, which pot can't be opened and lifted.

Seeing that Leng Luo didn't speak, Pan Litian stopped making this joke about him, and said, "You two think, how much cultivation is hidden by the pavilion master?"

Hua Wudao shook his head: "On the surface, the pavilion master only has the cultivation of the divine court, but in fact it should be at the peak of the eight leaves."

"The pavilion owner is indeed unfathomable... However, the old man thinks, is it possible that the pavilion owner has already entered Jiuye?" Pan Litian laughed.

The two looked at Pan Litian at the same time.

In fact, Leng Luo and Hua Wudao had this idea for a long time.

The question is, if the pavilion master is Jiuye, why do you have to spend so much energy, pretending to be the cultivation base of the gods, not to sweep away the forces that coveted the devil's pavilion? Instead, let those forces grow and organize what kind of demon slaughter alliance?

"Nine leaves... It's unlikely, but since the pavilion master took the initiative to reveal the practice of chopping the golden lotus to the public, it means that his old man also has the pursuit of nine leaves."

"It makes sense... What is the explanation for Princess Yongning?" Pan Litian said.

Leng Luo glanced at him, his toes a little, his body as light as a swallow, he stood up straight and flew towards Motian Pavilion with his hands behind his back, and said, "Even if Leng knows, he won't tell you."

"Elder Hua, what about you?" Pan Litian looked at Hua Wudao with kindness and kindness, "Don't be afraid, this old man is older than you, but this huge Motian Pavilion can only be talked to by the two of you."

Forehead……

Hua Wudao was stunned for a moment, why does this sound a little intimidating?

He quickly stood up and said, "I still have something to do. Hua Yuexing is going to attack Sanye during this time. I will protect her."

"Presbyopia... Could it be your fault when you were young?" Pan Litian laughed.

Hua Wudao was embarrassed, stepped on the gossip circle, and left the rock.

For a while, only Pan Litian was left on the rock.

Pan Litian simply lay on the rock, looked at the bright moon, and said confusedly: "...If the old man were two hundred years younger..."

Just finished feeling emotional.

A rustling sound came from below—

rustle.

rustle.

Pan Litian's ears moved, and he patted the rock with one palm.

boom!

The whole person rotates upwards, and then falls down.

A majestic voice sounded: "Where is the little thief from?"

Immediately afterwards, a palm print floated towards the jungle halfway up the mountain.

boom!

The palm print fell into the jungle and disappeared.

The rustling also disappeared.

"Yo, what a fast speed." Pan Litian swooped down in the air, swept through the jungle, and disappeared.

Although Pan Litian's cultivation has not yet fully recovered, and the battle against the great witch Bama has been severely damaged, it does not mean that those cultivators can easily escape from under his nose.

rustle.

"Where to go!"

Pan Litian threw the gourd out of his hand, swiftly like lightning, and swooped down the mountain.

However, Jiang was always old and hot. When he was chasing down the mountain, Pan Litian stopped and stopped chasing.

"Want to tune the tiger away from the mountain? How can this old man be fooled!"

After all, prepare to fly back.

At this moment, a voice came from the foothills——

"Senior, why don't you come down and talk."

"Um?"

Pan Litian frowned slightly and turned to look at the dark jungle, "Who are you?"

"Junior Zhencang School Feng Liu." Feng Liu walked out from behind the giant tree.

"Sealed flow?"

Pan Litian didn't recognize such a small person. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't have any impression. He snorted softly, "This place is Jinting Mountain, Motian Pavilion, this old man advises you to leave quickly. If you let the Motian Pavilion disciples catch you, you will be responsible for the consequences. ."

Feng Liu bowed his body and said, "Feng Qinghe, the head of the Zhencang School, the patriarch, has had several relationships with the old senior."

"Are you a disciple of Feng Qinghe?"

"Exactly."

The Zhencang School was originally one of the top ten famous schools.

Pan Litian fell down, his eyes swept away, and he said, "What are you looking for with this old man?"

Just as Feng Liu was about to give a long speech, Pan Litian said solemnly: "Long story short, the time of this old man is very precious."

Feng Liu was stunned, he wanted to say it again from the righteousness and righteousness, and then mentioned that Jingmingdao was destroyed by Yu Zhenghai. After all, Yu Zhenghai was also a disciple of Motian Pavilion. Pan Litian was in the enemy's nest, but Unexpectedly, Pan Litian would not give him a chance at all.

"Old senior, the Righteous Path Demon Slaying Alliance has been formed... Motian Pavilion will be destroyed sooner or later..."

call!

Pan Litian suddenly threw out the gourd in his hand, and the gourd shone with golden light.

Feng Liu blocked with both arms, bang, took three steps back, and stabilized his body.

"The old seniors have not lost the same amount of time, and their cultivation is really recovering. Unfortunately, the internal injuries are serious..." Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian's heart moved. He didn't expect Feng Qinghe's disciple to have such a high level of cultivation, so he calmly said: "You are looking for the old man, do you want to alienate the relationship between the old man and the Motian Pavilion?"

"The devil's way is rampant, and everyone gets it and kills it. Yu Zhenghai ravages Kyushu, and the people don't have a good life! Old senior..."

"shut your mouth."

Pan Litian's voice was low.

"Okay... If that's the case, then ask the old senior to fulfill the promise... Old senior, when the tutor helped you to leave Jingming Dao smoothly, you will not forget it, right?" Feng Liu said. .

Pan Litian did not speak.

Feng Liu bowed and said: "To tell the truth, Feng Ping is my younger brother. He encountered Old Demon Ji in Liangzhou. He lost his cultivation and became a crippled person. The younger generation's requirements are not high, the nine disciples of Motian Pavilion, you Pick one at random, abolish him, and you and your tutor will be separated from now on. How?"