"My uncle who knows and watches is not like the useless person Xiong Chumo. Once the Tianqi is born, he is already the end of the Tianqi. He became the head of Xiling. The favor he received by Haotian is probably second only to Wei Guangming." Ye Qi chatted while playing with the purple clay pot that the master loved on the table, which had cracked many cracks.

The Master said nodded and said, "Xiong Chumo can be said to be the weakest apocalypse in history. Only by having a pure mind can he see the apocalypse. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in the Taoist sect back then, it would not be his turn to be the head of the sect. Although he had never seen the current head of Xiling, he could have been in the South China Sea for many years and would have been in good order and was a capable person."

"I killed the dead people in Qingshan, Guanqian. The Taoist Sect may not dare to do anything in public, but when they first came, news came again that there was something big about the East Wilderness. The Left Tent Prince Court had gone crazy. He even started a war with the Wild People and the Temple Alliance. My uncle gathered part of the army of the Judgment Office of the Xiling Zhennan Rebellion, saying that he wanted to destroy the Wild People first and then destroy the Left Tent Prince Court. His purpose was not only those Wild People and barbarians."

"It seems that he has seen through the whole story of Chen's situation."

Ye Qi shook his head and said, "It's not that he can see clearly, it's that he has always known it."

The Master was puzzled and said, "Strange..."

"I have read many of the practice records he has written. Apart from those practice methods and experiences, the concept only permeates one truth."

"What's the reason?"

"Follow the heavens."

The Master was clear and said, "It seems that he is the person who is most loyal to Haotian. Of course, he is also loyal to the world."

Ye Qi sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that his road is different from that of the academy. People are like streams. There will be no stopping. When you encounter rocks blocking them, bypass them, or pass them, or squeeze into a pile. No matter what, even if there is a surging sea outside the stone, it will always flow, but he was thinking about how to stop the flowing water. Isn't this a pig in a pigpen?"

The Master was very impressed by Ye Qi's words, gave a thumbs up as he imitated the other party, and said, "However, in this battle between the world and Haotian, he still felt that the academy had the possibility of winning."

Facing the Master's praise, Ye Qi smiled and said, "After the battle with the sky, teacher, please look at him."

The Master looked solemn and cursed: "Children with yellow mouth."

"Teacher, let's stop talking nonsense here. Let's leave early. If it's too late, it will be bad if the junior brother dies."

“Go around…”

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"I can't drive the ox to accompany the teacher and his twelfth junior brother." Jun Mo did not bring his crown today. His black hair, which was disrupted by the warm wind in the back mountain, was like a chaotic waterfall splashing on the rocks. He stared at the old and a young man who disappeared from the back mountain road. His tone was lost, but his voice seemed to be roaring.

Chen Pipi hugged the little fox with three tails tightly. The little thing was bigger and there were two more tails. Not to mention that he was more than ten times stronger than before. Now he was holding the fox, and he could only use the finger of the world stream god to tie the vitality into a rope to tie the other party, otherwise he would have been freed and chased after Ye Qi.

"Second Brother, I want to do it too." Because he controlled the vitality of heaven and earth, his voice felt like he was gritting his teeth and speaking.

Seeing that he was too tired, Yu Lian took advantage of the fact that Bai Hu was struggling to see Shan Dao, and a knife hit the white fox on the back of the neck, causing the little guy to fall asleep. She looked at Jun Mo and persuaded him, "There can't be no academy in the world."

However, no one noticed that she did not scrub her eyeliner today, maybe she had scrubbed it, but she had been wiped quietly at some point.

Senior Sister Qi breathed a sigh of relief, took a wooden comb, walked behind Jun Mo like a change of temperament, combed Jun Mo's hair, and gradually combed the messy black hair into a ponytail.

"How come you ask someone to play chess well?" Senior Brother Wu said regretfully with dissatisfaction.

"I have no intention of planting flowers, why are you playing chess?" Wang Chi said.

Ximen Buhuo picked up the flute and wanted to play a few songs so that the atmosphere in the back mountain would not be so depressing, but was stopped by Beigong Weiyang holding the piano.

At this time, the senior brother who was silent and standing in front of everyone looked at everyone and said, "Stop looking at them, do whatever you should do when you go back."

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On a grassland in the Western Wilderness, the deserted people were fighting bloody battles. The Xiling Alliance, which usually focuses on marching and formation, did not know what crazy it was. The 100,000 coalition forces fought with ten thousand deserted people for no reason.

The fertile grass on the grassland was dyed red by blood, and some were black. Obviously, the fight lasted for a long time.

Since it was a fight, some people died. It was difficult for the 100,000 pantheon coalition forces to lose their strength. The coalition forces died in battle of 60,000 people, and ten thousand people were killed. Tang Po, the most powerful man in the desert, entered the temple and made heavy defenses. He fought with the strong man in a divine chariot behind the coalition forces. He was seriously injured and broke through and returned to the deserted army and was unconscious.

Although the deserted people are the best in the death battle, they are not stupid. Now the enemy is powerful, and the death battle will only cause more damage to the tribe. The remaining troops are retreating while responding to the enemy. At this time, the coalition forces seemed to be afraid of the dying counterattack of the pioneers, but they just bit the front line of the deserted people and followed closely, without killing all the Haotian abandoned people in one go.

The old carriage had just driven out of a valley and heard the shouts of killing far away. In front of the carriage, the good horse in the Western Wilderness was no longer in charge. He held four hooves and fell to the ground and let Ning Que holds a whip and refuses to get up.

Sangsang's weak voice came from the carriage: "Young Master, what happened?"

Ning Que looked into the distance and said, "When I was passing by a tribe of the Jinzhang Wangting, I heard that the new head of Xiling personally led the troops to encircle and suppress the deserted people. I wanted to encounter the temple coalition and the battlefield between the deserted people, so let's leave quickly."

Ning Que jumped out of the carriage, kicked the half-dead horse on the ground in anger, opened the wooden door of the carriage, and prayed to Haotian in a panic that the battlefield should not be moved to himself and Sangsang, and carried Sangsang and all the weapons away from the carriage.

However, things did not go as he wished. He had not yet run a few steps on his back. The sound of footsteps that were more terrifying than the galloping of thousands of horses was gradually heard. After a while, he saw the shadows of several teams of people who were escaping with their swords. Then, the vanguard of the Xiling Temple coalition forces also appeared in his sight.

Sangsang on Ning Que's back seemed to sense something. After coughing up a pool of black cold breath, her pale face became transparent, as if there was no trace of human dirt. Then, thousands of black crows screamed and gathered towards her head in the void.
Chapter completed!