Chapter 675: 675

The evil spirit of Qingyang was really frightening. Many monks couldn't bear it and were scared back and forth. Only the xuanzhu could support it. He looked up at Qingyang and suddenly had a little more solemnity on his face. His hands folded together and said, "Amitabha, Qingyang, you are possessed!"

Qingyang had just experienced the blood demon sect's counterattack against the seven immortal sects, and completely ignored the so-called division of positive demons. Now he has experienced the death of Songhe Taoist priest. It is just when his mind was unstable, so he shouted: "what shit demons are not demons? As long as the strength is strong enough, the blood demon sect is not popular as usual? As long as it can save my master, I don't mind killing everyone in the world."

Facing the green sun full of evil spirit, xuanzhu was not afraid and said, "good and evil are in your heart. If you think killing us can save immortal Songhe, you can do it."

There was a fierce look in Qingyang's eyes. He waved his palm and was about to start, but in the end, he didn't have the heart to kill the three monks because they deserved it. It was far fetched to kill the monks of Qinglong temple. This xuanzhu, in particular, had known him since childhood. In recent years, master lived in Qinglong temple and was taken care of by xuanzhu teachers and disciples. It means that xuanzhu has been doing filial piety in front of master instead of himself. If he killed him, wouldn't he repay the hand with the hand that feeds the hand?

Thinking of this, Qingyang's action slowed down and didn't take this palm after all.

Seeing that Qingyang didn't start, xuanzhu continued: "There is no strict distinction between right and evil. The right way can do evil things, and evil demons can also do right things, so it's all in your heart to do right and evil. The emergence of Songhe immortal is something that happened in recent days, and he has long expected it. He also explained to the monks of Qinglong temple that it doesn't have much to do with these people. You killed huxiaobei and others If you have a grudge, how can you anger others? "

Qingyang actually understood what xuanzhu said. The death of master Songhe Laodao had something to do with huxiaobei, but it didn't matter very much. He killed three of them himself, and their gratitude and resentment were over. Killing others would be a little expanded. The monks of Qinglong temple were weak and couldn't stop huxiaobei in the middle of gas refining. They said that it was far fetched that they didn't save when they died, and there were more than 100 outside Strictly speaking, those who watch the excitement on the 1st can't all be killed?

The reason why Qingyang was so angry just now is that, on the one hand, the devil's way has flourished and the seven immortal gates have collapsed recently, and the depression in his heart can't be evacuated; on the other hand, he suddenly saw his closest person die and was haunted by the devil under grief.

He killed three people in a row. With the buffer of this period of time, his depression and grief were relieved. Qingyang's mind gradually recovered its clarity, and the scarlet color in his eyes slowly faded. He is not a murderer, nor will he indulge himself in killing innocent people.

Seeing that Qingyang's situation was a little better, xuanzhu took out a letter from his arms and said, "this is What immortal Songhe has put here for a long time. Let me give it to you."

Qingyang took the letter and looked at it. It was master's handwriting. Looking at the handwriting on it, it was obvious that it had been written for a long time and had been kept here in xuanzhu. Qingyang tore open the envelope and saw that it read: "Qingyang disciple, I feel that the time has come for me to be a teacher recently. I'm afraid I can't live for a few days. They say that the older I am, the more afraid I am of death. However, the Taoist priest doesn't care. I'll be satisfied to live a hundred years in this life. The most proud thing in my life is to accept a good disciple. Unfortunately, I can't see you again before I leave. It's good. If I leave quietly, you can have nothing to worry about..."

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Looking at the familiar handwriting and the kind words inside, the master's voice and smile seemed to be in front of him. Qingyang couldn't help but sour his nose and a trace of fog in his eyes.

Vaguely, he seemed to see that an obscene old Taoist was tricking a five-year-old or six-year-old child with a bunch of sugar gourd; vaguely, he seemed to see an old Taoist with gray hair and a little Taoist child cheating the Jianghu together; vaguely, he seemed to see that the little Taoist was growing up, and the gray old Taoist finally had a chance to enjoy it Life; vaguely, he seemed to see that the old Taoist was willing to take strange risks to steal for his disciples and escaped the immortal master's exploration by dressing to death; vaguely, he also saw that a dying old Taoist stood by the mountain every day and looked forward to the distance, but he never waited for what he hoped.

Finally, all the scenes disappeared, leaving only the dead body like dead wood on the chair in front of me. This time, master was really dead and left himself. He could never see it again. Only himself was left in the world.

In fact, Qingyang knows that Shifu will have this day sooner or later. The old Taoist Songhe has no spiritual root and can't cultivate immortality. In this life, he can only be a mortal. Even if he achieves the extreme of mortal, he can only live for more than a hundred years. This scene will happen sooner or later without any accident.

Before Qingyang came back this time, he had already prepared himself for this. He even thought that Shifu had died long ago. Unexpectedly, Shifu insisted until the moment before he came back. The only regret is that the old road of Songhe died before Qingyang came back. Qingyang didn't see the last side. Therefore, from this point of view, the three people of Huxiao north are worthy of death.

People can't come back to life after death. The past is gone, and Qingyang can't live in grief forever. Moreover, old Taoist Songhe insisted at the last moment and didn't take the initiative to seek death, so that Qingyang completely cut off all thoughts and concerns, so as to ease his mind of cultivation.

Shifu is well intentioned. How can Qingyang not appreciate it? Everything just now was just a show of true feelings. After decades of cultivation, he still had some self-control. He soon adjusted his state, nodded to the xuanzhu monk and said, "xuanzhu, thank you this time."

Then Qingyang didn't wait for xuanzhu and others to speak. He directly bent down to pick up the body of Songhe Laodao and walked step by step outside the hall. The martial artists outside the hall had seen the means of Qingyang flying from the sky and knew what happened in the hall. Seeing Qingyang coming out of the hall, no one dared to come forward to disturb, but obediently gave way to the road.

Old Taoist Songhe died, and the people of the tiger gang who made trouble were also killed. An accident was eliminated and invisible, and there was no excitement to see. Xuanzhu greeted the monks of Qinglong temple, persuaded the martial artists present down the mountain, and finally restored the purity of the temple.

However, because of this incident, Qinglong temple has a higher image in the surrounding rivers and lakes. After returning, the martial artists who have experienced this incident publicized everything that happened here, and gradually spread it more and more outrageous.

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