Chapter 125 Changes In Qingshan
"Disciple Zhang Tiandu (Nangong Jing...), pays homage to Elder Tianjian."
"Haha, you little bastards are here too."
Elder Tianjian is a gentle-looking elder. Seeing Zhang Tiandu and others, he couldn't help but smile gently.
"Master, why are you here?"
Zhang Tiandu chuckled and asked.
"I can't help it. I lost the bet."
Elder Tianjian sighed.
"Okay, now is not the time to say these words."
Then his eyes became solemn and his attention was focused on Murong Guang, Lin Fuhai and others.
"Everyone, my disciple must have told you what happened today, right?"
"Yes, the disciple has informed us of the general information."
Murong Guang lowered his head seriously.
"My name is Murong Guang, the emperor of the Tianfeng Dynasty. If you have any instructions, please tell me."
"That would be troublesome."
Elder Tianjian chuckled.
"This is all as it should be, you're welcome."
"In this case, I need you to take good care of me from now on."
"You're joking."
"By the way, this is the place we have chosen for Tianxuan Sect. Are you satisfied?"
Murong Guang looked extremely respectful at this moment, without the dignity of a king at all.
Opposite him was a monk in the Tribulation Stage. Even the rulers of those dynasties had to show courtesy when they met him.
Tianjian glanced around and nodded.
"Okay, actually our requirements are not high, as long as we have a place."
"That's good."
Murong Guang breathed a sigh of relief. As for the other party's last words, he didn't listen at all.
While they were talking, the young figure in the distance also saw this scene.
His whole body is not well now.
The weakest of those people were in the God Transformation stage, and the aura of the old man among them was even more unfathomable.
Even his master is far inferior.
"The situation here must be reported immediately."
His face was extremely solemn.
He didn't notice at all that above his head, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties was staring at him coldly.
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Just when everyone from Tianxuan Sect arrived, they were in a small town not far from Qingshan Academy.
Zhang Ye was squatting under a big tree. Not far away from him, several children were surrounding a little beggar, punching and kicking him.
Zhang Ye's expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth even raised slightly. He did not stop him, but watched quietly.
After a while, several adults came over and took the children away.
At the same time, he looked wary towards Zhang Ye who was not far away.
The little beggar on the ground was twitching.
Lin Ye looked at him silently, no, it was her to be precise.
There were also a few steamed buns beside her that were trampled to pieces.
At this moment, the little beggar's body was covered with wounds, and the pain made her body tremble continuously.
But not a single sound came out of his mouth.
While she was suffering silently, the sound of footsteps came to her ears.
This made her body stiffen.
"Does it hurt?"
A voice spoke, calm and gentle.
The little beggar lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look at the person next to him.
"hungry?"
The voice continued to sound without the slightest hint of impatience.
There was still silence.
"What do you think of the world? Does it make you miserable?"
This time, the little beggar finally raised his head.
It was a calm face, looking at her calmly at the moment.
"If one day you become a human master, will you take revenge on them and the world?"
The man continued to ask.
The little beggar's pupils trembled slightly, but he still said nothing.
"I see."
Suddenly, the man nodded.
"Let's go, I'll take you out of here."
A hand stretched out, which made the little beggar subconsciously want to avoid it.
But the owner of the hand held her arm without any doubt.
Then her whole body was lifted up.
In a hazy and confused manner, the day passed quickly.
Under the cover of night, the door to the room was pushed open with a creak.
A small figure stood behind the gate, looking timidly at Zhang Ye who was sitting on a chair not far away.
"After washing, come here."
Zhang Ye pointed to the chair beside him.
This was a little girl of seven or eight years old. She looked at Zhang Ye with a smile, took a deep breath, and walked over.
"May I have your name?"
Zhang Ye asked.
"exquisite."
The little girl was silent for a while and then spoke in a low voice.
"It's a nice name. It sounds nice."
"Why are you...what do you need me to do?"
The little girl just said five words, but she realized that the meaning she expressed seemed to be wrong, so she quickly changed her words and asked.
She is very young, but she knows that Zhang Ye cannot give her delicious food and drinks for no reason.
Zhang Ye looked at her with complicated eyes.
"I just think you and I are destined."
Linglong just looked at him calmly, her clean face expressionless.
"It's not good to think so much at such a young age."
Zhang Ye sighed.
"My father... my father said that there is no good in the world without a reason, and there is no evil in the world without a reason."
"Haha, then your father sees things very clearly."
Zhang Ye smiled slightly.
"So, what is your purpose?"
Linglong continued to ask.
"I don't know yet. I'll tell you when I think about it later."
After stretching, Lin Ye sat up from the chair.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's take a rest."
After saying that, he returned to his room.
In the dead of night, Zhang Ye, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.
Just when people in the town were falling asleep, wisps of dark green smoke slowly appeared in the sky.
Slowly moving towards the academy on the green mountain.
Qingshan Academy!
Figures quickly shuttled through the building.
"Lord Qi, we have found it."
A black shadow quickly came to the man standing on a roof to report respectfully.
The eyes slowly opened, and eyes like the stars and moon in the sky appeared.
"Where?"
His voice was very feminine, not like a normal man's voice.
"It's in an abandoned courtyard in the backyard."
The figure kneeling on one knee replied.
The figure of the feminine man disappeared like a dream.
A moment later, a terrifying spiritual energy wave came from the backyard.
It was accompanied by a violent roar.
In the dark corner, a pair of eyes looked in that direction, their eyes full of resentment.
"It's just the last step, why? Why are you trying to stop me?"
There was endless anger in his voice.
"But it doesn't matter, everyone will die tonight."
Soon those vicious eyes were filled with madness.