Chapter 176

In a courtyard of Xishanju, the girls of Qingrong peak are talking about the news of daozhan.

They said that the eyebrows were flying, the melon seed shells were flying everywhere, and the tea in the pot had changed a lot.

Nan forgot to come in with cold frost.

Qingrong peak's rules are always lax, but looking at the appearance of the peak master, the disciples dare not neglect it. They quickly put down their tea cups and melon seeds and saluted in unison.

Nan forgot to sit in his chair and looked at these beautiful girls. He said angrily, "look at you. No wonder the sword test conference is so bad that he can't even grab a place in the Taoist war. What are you doing with me in Chaoge city this time? Come and play?"

The girls thought that they were not qualified to participate in the Taoist war, and Castle Peak did not participate in the four events of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in front. Didn't they come to the song city to play?

They didn't worry until they knew why Nan forgot was in such a bad mood.

Meihui Taoist war is very dangerous. Every time, young monks die, but it's too early this year?

Besides, martial uncle Jingjiu is in the last place, which is the safest according to reason. Why did the Kunlun disciple with him die? The most troublesome thing is that the Kunlun disciple died just after he successfully killed a snow country monster, which is easy to make people have bad associations, especially for those conspiracy theorists.

"I heard that He Wei was very angry and asked us to explain."

South forgot to pat the table, and the cold voice said, "give it a fucking generation!"

The girls stood with their heads down as if they had not heard this sentence.

He Wei is a taboo of the leader of Kunlun.

Normally speaking, Nan forget should give each other some respect. But they have long been used to the peak master's behavior style without taboos. On weekdays, in Qingrong peak, the peak master gets angry and even the leader's martial uncle has to say a few words, not to mention the leaders of other schools.

After visiting Castle Peak in March that year, Nan forget's temperament has converged a lot, but she is all her disciples. She doesn't want to suppress her emotions anymore. She sneered and said, "death is losing, life is winning. This is the Tao war. What does he want to explain?"

A beloved female disciple persuaded him, "it's inevitable for little martial uncle to be discussed. It's natural to wait for the news of cold trumpet bird to come back."

Han Hao bird is a strange bird of the town sect of the Kunlun sect. It is not afraid of cold and Yin. It usually rests in the Jiuyou cold pool. It will only be invited out at the plum blossom meeting every few years to monitor the situation on the snow field, determine the location of those young practitioners, and will do it in person at some of the most dangerous moments.

In fact, Nan forgot to understand this. Han Hao bird is Kunlun's own ancestor. He Wei can't say that it lied, and even if it didn't see the situation at that time, there were witnesses present. The problem is... Now even she thinks it's strange. She's not sure whether Jing Jiu has anything to do with the death of the Kunlun disciple.

Just look at Zhao Layue's killing spirit on the journey in those years, and think about Shi FengChen's death the other day. Who knows what Jing Jiu will do.

The mountain she used to know very well has become very strange now.

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At night in Chaoge city.

The peach blossoms in Jingjue temple have already fallen, and the peach blossom lights on both sides of the channel leading to the deepest place are still on.

An old monk walked towards the end of the stone path. It seemed slow, but it took only a few seconds to reach the door of the quiet room.

He adjusted his breathing, pushed the door in, looked at the picture in front of him and smiled happily.

Today, Zen Zi finally sat cross legged.

Although he only crossed one knee, the main reason was that it was convenient for him to look at the pile of sticks.

"It's not a listening ear, it should be a wireworm."

The old monk knew that the matter was urgent and said his conclusion directly without any delay.

The old monk, Shi Hai, once served Daosheng for decades in that small town in the north. When it comes to understanding the monsters in the snow country, the whole Guocheng temple has no better understanding than him.

It is for this reason that Zen needs his advice.

Clematis is a kind of strange insect in the depths of the snow country. Its appearance is similar to hearing ears. It also lives in the bodies of various snow beasts, but its shell is so strong that even the sword of qingshanzong can't be cut open. As for the lethality of terror, it is very different from hearing.

If the Kunlun disciple encountered a wireworm and was unprepared, it would be really hard to manage.

Zen Zi raised his head and asked, "isn't this kind of insect always around?"

Old monk Shihai knew who Zen Zi was talking about. He looked dignified and said, "moreover, the wireworms have not appeared for many years. Even if there were a few that occasionally got into the depths of the earth when the animal tide receded, it was early summer and they should sleep for a long time. Why did they wake up suddenly?"

Zen opened his eyes and said, "where do I know the answer?"

Old monk Shihai smiled bitterly and said, "will this year be another big animal tide?"

Hearing the word "beast tide", Zen Zi looked more serious and said, "I have asked nephew hai to have a look."

The sea crossing monk is the chief of the law Hall of Guocheng temple. No one knows that the Zen monk has quietly gone to the north. Old monk Shihai was worried and said, "do you want to end the Taoist war ahead of time?" This year's meihui will be presided over by Zen Zi himself. Only he is qualified to end this Dao war in one sentence. Zen Zi looked at the pile of wooden sticks on the couch, held one at will, and then pulled it out. Old monk Shihai suddenly felt very nervous. Hundreds of sticks collapsed without making much noise. Zen Zi looked at the messy wooden sticks and didn't speak for a long time. It seemed that he couldn't make up his mind. Guocheng temple is good at two heart communication. Zen's accomplishments in this regard are even more unfathomable. Such hesitation is very rare“ Write to those who need to know and get them ready. " Zen Zi was quiet for a while and continued, "we'll wait for Cao Yuan's letter." Cold horned birds have very sharp eyesight. The four small black spots on the snow field are close to it. It can see the dust on their clothes, the residual snow on their boots, the fatigue on their faces and the blankness in their eyes. What it doesn't understand is why the young man at the front is so clean? No dust, no snow, no fatigue, no emotional ups and downs. This is what Yin qingmo didn't understand. Of course, there are more things they don't understand. After Dai Yin's death, Jing Jiu sat in the mountain for more than ten days. It seemed that he suddenly figured out something and began to move towards the snow field. The tragic death of their companions did not destroy the will of the three young practitioners, but it still made them feel a little confused and naturally began to listen to Jing Jiu's ideas. Jing Jiu didn't take them to hunt snow country monsters. He met them two or three times on the road, but he didn't take a look. It's like he's just on his way. Where is he going? If he is in a hurry to go, why does he still walk as usual, without speeding up and taking risks to drive the sword It was getting dark, and the cold trumpet had already left. Well nine stopped. The three people behind quickly stopped. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.