Chapter 318 The Decline of Qingqiu (try not to break the chapter)

The Yaksha Dharma is three feet tall, even if he is sitting cross-legged, he is like a tall building.

It closed its eyes and meditated.

Still the most dazzling presence in the field.

However, on the opposite side of the mountain, two old foxes with human bodies and animal faces were playing chess safely, completely ignoring the golden body.

It would be fine if the cultivator with golden body came in person.

Only one remains remains, wearing a crown of monkeys.

Who cares.

Originally they just sent people to search for the whereabouts of the clan elders, but unexpectedly they learned the true situation of Daqian from Xuanguang Cave.

A really skinny camel still dares to show off its power.

Today's Qingqiu, relying on its neutral position to cultivate one's health and recuperate for many years, is no longer the existence that allowed others to bully him back then.

Since you are shameless, let's get down from the high altar.

Qingqiu can also sit in that position.

The main reason why the two sides are still confronting each other is because of the man in the middle.

Tang Yuan was quite famous, and both Qingqiu and Daqian recognized his status, but his face was not enough to control the situation.

The reason is that his representative, Master Qingfeng, made the first move.

Tang Yuan's words are equivalent to Master Qingfeng's decree.

"Don't be impatient. When my master arrives in person, he will naturally give both parties a reasonable explanation."

Tang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, hanging in the air.

Dazzling flames surrounded him, dormant quietly, but no one dared to underestimate his strength.

A generation of genius, a strong figure.

After he finished speaking, he quietly glanced towards Da Gan, and then sighed in his heart.

Although there are golden remains that are close to the transformed gods.

Barely able to match the opponent's momentum.

In fact, from the perspective of those with real vision, this is like the kind of dilapidated house where the mediocre juniors have been forced to come out holding the urns of their ancestors to support the scene. They are shabby and helpless.

In fact, according to Tang Yuan's idea, if Da Gan can relax his body and lean down to be small, it might not be such a bad thing.

They no longer have the strength to support their reputation.

It seems out of place in the tripartite alliance.

If the Qingqiu clan could be allowed to settle in Kyushu, there might be a chance for them to rise again... But then it might not be called Da Gan, but at least life would be a little easier.

Qingqiu said he was a demon, but in fact he practiced human methods and learned from human weapon refining. Overall, he was no different from a monk.

In addition, Wutong Mountain came forward to set the rules, so the foxes did not dare to go too far.

This is also what his master meant.

After all, today's Dagan can hardly play any role in fighting against the Thousand Monster Cave.

But for the sake of past friendship.

You still have to make a big move. After all, there is still a layer of allyship there.

But it seems that they are unwilling, as if they are waiting for something... Could there be help?

"Best wishes, senior brother."

Wu Daoan held the golden beads in his hand and came to the Yaksha Dharma King.

Only the opponent's realm can support the golden remains for a long time: "I think Wutong Mountain's actions are a bit ambiguous... Do you want to discuss it with Tang Yuan again?"

"Keep waiting."

Zhu Jue did not open his eyes. He had to retain every bit of information to prepare for the next move.

As for communicating with Tang Yuan, let’s not mention that the other party is not familiar with Da Qian.

To be more serious, he is not actually a disciple of Wutong Mountain, so he is not the master of anything.

All we can do now is keep waiting.

One is waiting for Master Qingfeng, the other is waiting for...Junior Brother Shen.

Daqian is in decline, but it is not a stagnant situation. On the contrary, it is showing signs of vigorous growth. Let Master Qingfeng see the potential of Daqian, and buy some time for them for the sake of their alliance.

"Will he come back?"

Wu Daoan looked toward the sky.

"It depends on whether he knows about it."

There was a smile on the corner of Yaksha Dharmaxiang's lips.

On the mountainside, a total of six Shangjing Hunyuan Grandmasters stood with their hands hanging down. They finally returned to Daqian.

In the news reported by these masters, Zhu Jue heard the existence of Junior Brother Shen.

The other party...has been thinking about Da Gan.

"These thieves and foxes have become such a big disaster without even realizing it."

Wu Daoan withdrew his gaze and looked across.

I still remember that the original Qingqiu, that is, the existence of the Patriarch who transformed gods, was still in its early stages.

Over the years, that Patriarch actually broke through to the middle stage of God Transformation, and even trained two more God Transformers, and they were called the Three Patriarchs of Qingqiu.

Now that I have taken the initiative to seek refuge, I am full of sincerity.

Wutongshan was obviously a little moved.

Even with all the sacrifices Daqian has made... who else cares?

"Is the ancestor awake?"

"It's okay to do it."

The two stopped talking because the two fox demons stood up, as if they had decided the winner in a chess game.

"Don't worry, Master Tang. We just have something to say."

The slightly taller Qingqiu Patriarch waved his hand, smiled at Yasha Dharma Minister and said: "Qingqiu and Daqian are both powerful forces, so some friction is unavoidable. In fact, we are not people who care about everything."

"I came to you to beg the thief earlier, but it was just out of anger."

"If we can make peace with each other, the past things can be wiped out."

Zhu Jue opened his eyes and his voice was as loud as a bell: "What's the best way to make love?"

Hearing this, another Qingqiu Patriarch smiled: "The Martial Temple is still the Martial Temple, and Kyushu is still Kyushu. It's just that in that temple, my Qingqiu Patriarch's Dharma needs to be molded. You can control Jiuzhou, Qingqiu is in charge of the court, and each of you can do his own thing. The CCP works for Wutong Mountain.”

After hearing this, even Tang Yuan shook his head subconsciously.

The demon fox was indeed a demon fox, and he easily came up with the idea of ​​Wutong Mountain.

Look again at what this says.

How can these stubborn donkeys in Wu Temple play with them?

"I'm tired of cultivating the Hunyuan Way, and I want to try the taste of Yin Shen."

Zhu Jue sighed with emotion, these foxes have the most comfortable life and the fastest rise.

If there are monsters, they will too, and if there are monks, they will too.

After a few more years, Qingqiu may want to replace other forces.

But Zhu Jue did not say anything to sow discord between Qingqiu and Wutong Mountain. He became quiet again, leaving only one uncomplicated word: "Sit down."

No matter what, until Junior Brother Shen returns, he is the last dignity of Daqian.

"..."

Tang Yuan looked at it with admiration, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything to help them.

The only thing he is curious about now is, who is Da Gan waiting for?

It seemed like he was responding to Tang Yuan's thoughts.

Suddenly purple-gold flames swept across the sky, and fire rain fell, making the night as bright as day.

Scarlet demonic clouds filled the sky.

The green shirt was slightly brushed, and the tall figure stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the mountains and rivers.

His gaze, along with the flames in the sky, fell on the group of fox demons.

This familiar scene suddenly made Tang Yuan's heart skip a beat: "Huh?"
To be continued...