Disciple and grandson, to do things, these two words can only be connected with one person when put together.
A disciple of Gujing Temple, Xiang Que.
Both Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang were expressionless. As the most familiar people, they really had nothing to be curious about and study about Xiang Que's experience.
Two generations of Gujing Guan Patriarchs watched the endgame on the chessboard without saying a word.
Huang Chengting put his hands behind his back, and continued: "It's a bit far away, it's in a piece of the East China Sea, and time is a bit tight. The people from Molu Mountain will definitely not be able to rush there in the shortest time, and there is no way to send a large number of people."
"It's your turn, it's time to go," Liu Xiang urged the Patriarch impatiently.
"Qiuyang?"
Yu Qiuyang bowed and asked in a rare meekness: "Master, what do you say?"
"I'm asking you, what's the next step?" Tu Kang asked with a frown.
Yu Qiuyang was thinking about it, and Huang Chengting went on to say: "Recently, the Molu Mountain people go out a little too often, if they continue to show up, I'm afraid it will attract too much attention from others, so we need some new faces to show up. I haven¡¯t been out since I came to Mount Molu, my face is not normal.¡±
Yu Qiuyang pointed to a chess piece and said, "Up to three!"
Patriarch Tu Kang picked up the chess piece and landed it on the chessboard with a "snap". Liu Xiangqing let out a "huh" and asked in a pretended deep voice, "Zhu Chungang, I'm going to test you as a teacher. What is the next step?" Which is more appropriate?"
Zhu Chungang stroked his beard, thought for a moment, pointed to a place below and said: "Here, I think it's just right"
Liu Xiang glanced at him suspiciously, frowned, and then slowly picked up the chess piece and moved it over. When the piece fell, Yu Qiuyang said directly to Tu Kang: "Master, the next four, he is a dead game, no one can play." Solved."
Tu Kang was stunned when he heard this, Liu Xiang's expression became stiff immediately, and Zhu Chungang looked left and right indifferently.
Liu Xiang looked at the chess board that had become a dead game, slowly picked up the cup, looked at Huang Chengting and asked, "What did you just say?"
"Your trouble-loving apprentice and grandson was besieged in a piece of the East China Sea"
"No, the last sentence"
"His form is worrying"
"The form is worrying, isn't it time to die? Then what are you two anxious about?" Liu Xiang turned his head, looked at Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang, and said with wide eyes: "People are not dead yet, How can you ruin my game of chess just like that, you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!"
Zhu Chungang hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Master, if he is really dead, you won't be needed. Isn't it enough for me and Qiuyang to collect the body? The key is, isn't it still possible to save him? Then I just have to trouble you to go.¡±
Liu Xiang and Tu Kang stood up slowly, and kicked the chessboard over in dissatisfaction.
Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang were extremely unhappy, without any temper, and changed from the domineering and arrogant in the past.
There is no way, these two patriarchs are notoriously bad-tempered. When they went to Gujing Temple, they were often taken care of by them.
"What configuration do they have?" Tu Kang asked suddenly.
Huang Chengting thought for a while and said: "It's not very clear, but it is estimated that there should be at least three of them during the tribulation period."
Liu Xiang said "Oh" and said, "Then you have to bring a sword to go there."
So, Tu Kang and Liu Xiang suddenly stretched out their hands.
Then, on Jianzhong Mountain, suddenly there were two sword cries.
From the halfway up the mountain, two big swords trembled with a "buzz", and then fell into the hands of the two of them.
This is the first time that the former ancestors of Gujing Temple came out of the mountain after they arrived at Molu Mountain, and it was also the first time they came out of the mountain with swords.
At the same time, on an isolated island in the East China Sea.
Grandma Xu, Cai Chang, Cai Cheng and others are still blasting the fog continuously.
At this time, the dense fog has tended to thin a lot.
The roc's tail feather in Cai Shang's hand was hanging in the air, and the strong wind from below continued to blow towards the isolated island.
There is also the tiger-head crutch in Grandma Xu's hand, which has always been inserted above the isolated island.
At this time, Xiang Que had already stood up, and behind him stood a mighty corpse.
After absorbing for about a day, the huge aura in the sea can already support the state of one person and one corpse to enter the best moment.
However, for Xiang Que, the two of them are definitely not the opponents of the Yellow River Valley if they are stacked together, the gap in realm is really too big.
Xiang Que is waiting for Mount Molu?The team is coming.
However, what he didn't expect was that the people coming from Mount Molu were not a team, but only two people.
Tu Kang and Liu Xiang, his previous ancestors.
"Boom"
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound above the isolated island.
Then a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds and mists lingered in everyone's mind.
The restriction was opened, and the dense fog was dispelled, revealing the isolated island in the sea. There were lakes and masters on the island, but there were only two figures, Xiang Que and Fushi.
Outside the island, dozens of figures slowly floated over, followed by three large boats, gradually approaching.
Jiang Shanyue didn't move, and stayed in the distance, watching Xiang Que quietly, and she found that the other party's calmness and calmness were somewhat beyond her expectations.
When death is imminent, can you still press down on the top of the mountain without changing your face?
Undoubtedly, Cai Shang and Yang Shuping both heaved a sigh of relief at this time, the restriction was finally lifted, Xiang Que was still there, and the skeleton was still there, so it was a worthwhile trip for them.
People from the Yellow River Valley and Jiangtian Cave came and landed on the isolated island one after another.
Fu Shi took a step forward and stood in front of Xiang Que.
The two sides were silent for a moment, and Cai Shang said softly: "Xiang Que, at this time, you are still so calm. Could it be that you have something to rely on? I'm sure, you didn't send a message back to Qingshan, No one will rush to rescue you, aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid, I'm very afraid," said Xiang Fang.
"Since I'm afraid, what's the use of this skeleton?" Cai Shang approached and asked, looking at the two packs of keel lying on the ground.
"Can't I take it back and make soup? I don't know how much I can drink with such a big pile of bones"
Cai Shang's face suddenly turned cold, and Jiang Shanyue pursed his lips and smiled. Since the first time the Qingshan swordsman met them, she had already seen the ability to choke people with words.
"I think you are not afraid of death, but looking for death!" Yang Shuping squinted his eyes and said, "The reason for saving your life is not that we dare not touch you, but that we don't want to waste that time studying the function of that skeleton. Since you Don¡¯t say it, then we have no choice but to skip this link and study it ourselves.¡±
Xiang Que thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll say it!"
"What's the use?"
"In addition to stewing soup, you can also braise it"
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