How much he wants to go back with Wu Nian, but even if Wu Nian forgives him, what about the other monks in Qianguang Temple? How can the Faye of Jiulong Temple tolerate him? By then he will only become Wu Nian's burden.

, becoming a handle for people with ulterior motives to embarrass Wu Nian.

"Senior brother, senior brother." Just as the Thousand-Armed Buddha was crying, a lazy call suddenly came from behind him, which made people think that Wu Nian was back.

Thousand-Armed Buddha also broke into a cold sweat and turned around to find the source of the sound.

A similarly thin man was standing on the remains of a hill that was less than ten feet tall. He was holding the moonlight behind him, making it difficult to see his serious face.

But Thousand-Hand Buddha already knew who he was, it was his junior brother Qian Jiancheng who was currently unlucky!

"What are you doing here? The hall master has no arrangements for your mission this time. Why don't you want to stay in the Immortal City and do evil again?" Thousand-Handed Buddha narrowed his eyes and his voice was particularly cold.

Gentleness when thinking.

"Senior brother is joking. How can I dare to compare with senior brother when it comes to doing evil?" Qianjian Cheng jumped down from the stone and walked towards the Thousand-Armed Buddha.

"You can even kill your own master. Senior brother, you really dare to do anything but good deeds!" Qian Jian Cheng said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"So what, this is my own business, what does it have to do with you!" Thousand-Armed Buddha's heart tightened. He knew that he had overheard the conversation he had just had with Wu Nian.

I don't know whether it was because he had lost all his energy and his consciousness was greatly reduced, or because he was wearing a secret treasure that could hide his aura. Neither he nor Wu Nian noticed just now that there was this person beside them who had been eavesdropping.

their conversation.

"Of course you killing your own master has nothing to do with me, but what should I say, senior brother has done something sorry for Rakshasa Hall?" Qianjian Cheng's voice suddenly turned cold, and the sound was scary.

"Asshole! Who are you talking to? You are just a dog that the hall master sat down on. How dare you talk to me like this! Apologize to me quickly and I will spare your life!" Thousand-Armed Buddha has not forgotten his own life.

As one of the four guardians of Rakshasa Hall, how could he allow Qianjian City to commit such crimes against him?

"You lost the holy beads, do you know how the hall master will blame you?" Qianjian Cheng did not apologize in a hurry and continued to say quietly.

"That's also the hall master's business, what does it have to do with you?" Something bad suddenly flashed in Thousand-Hand Buddha's heart, because he suddenly smelled an unkind aura on Qianjian City.!... Qi.

iqix.!~The novel is better and faster

"Do you think if I tell the hall master what happened today, will he kill you?" Sure enough, Qianjian Cheng's thin lips raised a bloodthirsty smile.

As he said this, his steps were getting closer and closer, and there was black mist swaying in his hands.

"No, no, if you kill me, the hall master will never let you go!" Thousand-Handed Buddha shouted. He stared closely at the black energy in Qianjian City's palms, and the steps under his feet were careless.

Go backwards quickly.

At this moment, he had lost all his energy, which was even worse than when he met Gu Qingling. That time, he at least still had some energy left.

He had the energy to escape, but this time his legs were trembling due to the backlash from the Thousand-Faced Buddha.

"Why should I tell him that I killed you?" Qianjian Cheng looked at the Thousand-Armed Buddha running back and smiled proudly, "The traitor Dapu of Qianguang Temple was killed by his own boss because he killed his master.

Junior brother was stabbed, what a reasonable explanation, do you think I am right?"

As soon as these cold words fell, the shadow of Qianjian City turned into a black light and shadow and rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, the Thousand-Handed Buddha appeared in front of him.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha that looked so mighty and mighty on ordinary days was held in his hands and was being hammered to death like a dead dog. He had no strength to resist, so he had no choice but to let Qian Jiancheng pinch his jugular.

The Nine Bloodthirsty Art is an evil technique practiced in Qianjian City. It can absorb other people's cultivation for its own use. Although of course there is no true energy left in the Thousand-Hand Buddha's body at this moment, his centuries-old cultivation is still flowing.

Continuously flowing into the body of Qianjian City.

He frantically absorbed the cultivation from Xuanxian, and his face showed incomparable pleasure.

Thousand-Armed Buddha gave up struggling and allowed the cultivation and vitality in his body to flow away. He realized that his life was coming to an end, and it seemed that he would never see Wu Nian again.

But that's fine. He finally got his evil reward. After doing evil for fifty years, he finally repented. Instead of living in nightmares and self-blame every day from now on, it would be better to die like this.

An hour ago, he tried to kill his junior brother Wu Nian, but now they were both injured in the fight, but the fisherman from Qianjian City benefited. Maybe this was also a kind of fate! This was what Thousand-Armed Buddha was thinking in his last moments.

His skin slowly shriveled, but the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Qianjian Cheng was a little surprised. No one had ever shown such enjoyment under his bloodthirsty demonic power, but he had no intention of letting Thousand-Handed Buddha go. He did not feel what he had felt until the last trace of cultivation in his body was squeezed out.

The wooden Thousand-Armed Buddha was thrown aside.

He glanced sideways at the body lying on the ground under the moonlight, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking him.

But he no longer cares, because after absorbing the cultivation of Thousand-Hand Buddha, he has been directly promoted from Golden Immortal to Xuan Immortal!

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spat hard on the withered torso of the Thousand-Armed Buddha.

"I said that one day, I will definitely step on you under my feet."

Qianjian City's resentment towards Thousand-Hand Buddha has been accumulated for a long time, and it was not until today that he had the chance to vent it out. He had waited for so long just to wait until he was at his weakest.

But he still didn't dare to show himself in front of Wu Nian, even though his condition just now wasn't much better.

Qianjian City took one last look at the gate of Tiandu City in the distance, and it turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the sky.

In the imperial city of Tiandu, Yuchen An flew against the wind and flew into the Daming Palace, which is the palace of Yan Yushan.

It was already the end of the second watch, but the light in Yan Yushan's study was still on. The pile of memorials made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.

Yu Chenan walked up the stairs to the door, looked at the swaying candle lights inside, and hesitated with his outstretched hand.

Perhaps he was thinking about not disturbing the emperor again at such a late hour.

But his hand was stuck in the air for so long, and he still didn't knock it down.

"Is it Eunuch Yu? Come in!" Before Yu Chen'an could think about it, Yan Yushan had already spoken.

He had already seen the shadow cast on the door and guessed that the person coming was Yu Chenan.

Yu Chen'an didn't hesitate anymore, opened the door and walked in. A gust of cool wind swept into the door and blew the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

"What's wrong? You look so serious, as if someone is dead." Yan Yushan smiled. There was no need for restraint between him and Yu Chen'an.

Whether it is the Nangong family, the Gu family, the Daomen, or Yu Chenan, they are all passed down from the generation of Yan Yushan's father, Yan Chengyun, and can be regarded as the elders of the Great Xia Dynasty. They are also the top forces of the Great Xia Dynasty.

They are the pillars of this dynasty, so Yan Yushan respects them very much.

"Your Majesty." Yu Chen'an suddenly knelt down. He entered the palace at the age of seven, followed his boss to supervise immortal cultivation at the age of thirteen, became an immortal before he was thirty, and then became a Xuanxian in the next eighty years. After becoming a Xuanxian,

He got acquainted with Dao Quan, the master of the Taoist sect who was also the backbone of the Daxia Dynasty. At that time, he was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal. The two cherished each other and often competed and learned together.

His Lingbing Palm and Taoism's method of catching monsters are both made of ice, and they are both made of ice. Perhaps this is the reason for their affinity.

During the Jiangjun Clan incident, Dao Quan insisted on rescuing the Gu family from the siege. Under Yu Chenan's best protection, he was finally spared the crime of exterminating the family, but was expelled from the imperial city.

It has only been thirty years since then. Daoquan has entered Xuanxian, and he has reached the peak of Xuanxian. The two of them have never met again because of the accident twenty years ago.

"Eunuch Yu, what's wrong with you, hurry up and calm down. If anything happens, just say it, I will definitely make the decision for you." Yan Yushan looked at Yu Chen'an and suddenly knelt down, and became panicked.

Because as an old minister, he shouldn't need to perform such a courtesy. Since he knelt down, it meant that he must have something to ask for.

"I would like to ask your Majesty to pardon the Taoist clan." Yu Chen'an stubbornly knelt on the ground, prostrate himself, and kowtowed heavily.

"Daomen?" Yan Yushan was shocked. After the Jiangjunmen incident was investigated, he pardoned the Gu family's sins, but he actually forgot about the Daomen who had been expelled from the imperial city.

"Have I not forgiven their sins long ago?"

Yu Chenan raised his head and bit his lower lip tightly.

"Eunuch Yu, what happened? Please stand up and speak." Yu Chen'an, who had always been extremely cold and aloof, suddenly became like this, and Yan Yushan was really a little scared.

He always announces the death of others with his own imperial edict, and his cold tone is not mixed with any emotion. Therefore, ordinary people think that he is a cold and ruthless person, but they never expect that he is so righteous.

"Dao Quan, he is dead." Finally Yu Chenan breathed a sigh of relief. He did not cry.

He slowly stood up from the ground and stretched out his hand to wave gently.

A black shadow flew in from outside the house, frightening Yan Yushan, who was already confused.

Dao Quan was floating in the air with his eyes tightly closed, and his body was covered with black bloodshot eyes. He died peacefully, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on? How did he die?" Yan Yushan had never seen such a bizarre way of death and looked surprised.

"Your Majesty, you are ignorant of what is going on outside in the palace. A demon has come to Tiandu City." Yu Chenan's voice returned to coldness again. If the green snake was still in Tiandu City, he would definitely cut it into pieces.

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But he has his own responsibilities and cannot leave without authorization.
Chapter completed!