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    While the northeastern part of the motherland has entered early winter, and the Central Plains is in late autumn with colorful fallen leaves, Linbian City in southern Xinjiang Province is still in late summer with green trees, but at night, the temperature is particularly cool and pleasant.  The mountains and dense forests are lush and lush.  The Fudimen sect, which once flourished in the remote corner of southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years and was never affected even in the war years, is now desolate and cold.  Because of this, weeds are everywhere, the doors and windows are old, and the base of the shady wall is covered with moss.     at dusk.  An old man in simple clothes and a peaked cap got off the last bus to the suburbs and walked along the long-abandoned path to the location of the Fudimen Sect.  As soon as he reached the gate of the sect, the old man suddenly stopped and looked to the left with vigilance.  However, under a towering tree a few meters away, in the dim light and shadow, stood a young Taoist priest with delicate features, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a blue and black Taoist robe.  Seeing the old man looking over, the little Taoist priest bowed and saluted: "May I ask if it is Master Cai Xian and Cai Sect?" "You have mistaken the person." The old man turned and left.  "If you are the Master of the Cai Sect, my master said that in the whole world, only the Mountain Gate can save you, and only the Mountain Gate can protect the Earth Gate from being destroyed." The old man suddenly turned around: "Little Master is" The young Taoist priest bowed.  Salute: "My master is Master Zhixuan of Shanmen. If you are Master Cai and believe in Shanmen, please follow me" "Where to go?" "Kunlun." This cautious old man was on the run for two years.  Cai Xian, the 20-year-old master of the Fudi Sect, knew that his younger brother, his junior disciples, and even their apprentices and children had all died at the hands of Diao Ping, the inheritor of trickery in the past two years.  Since Diao Ping can find Liao Yongshan and Cai Li, he I'm afraid he won't be able to escape even if he hides in the ends of the earth.  Therefore, in order not to implicate his family and disciples, and in order to leave a bloodline inheritance for Fu Dimen, Cai Xian had to travel around the country alone, fearing that if he stayed somewhere for a long time, he would suddenly "encounter" Diao Ping who was seeking revenge.  After listening to the words of this little Taoist priest, Cai Xian, who had to be cautious and suspicious, couldn't believe it and said: "Little Master, how long have you been waiting for me here?"  It's my turn." "Why should I trust you?" Cai Xian frowned.  "My master said, you have no choice. Your brother, his children, disciples, and sixteen Buddhist Tantric Vajras died in the battle in Qiqihar last year. The Buddhist Tantric Sect had no choice but to withdraw from the Qimen Jianghu. Today, I am the only one in the world.  Shanmen is the enemy of the inheritors of trickery, so Sect Master Cai can only trust and rely on Shanmen, otherwise, you know the consequences very well." Cai Xian remained silent, lost in thought.  The little Taoist priest was not in a hurry and stood quietly under the big tree.  After a long time, Cai Xian nodded. ?¡­ ?A few days later.  Outside the train station in Tianshui City, Ganning Province.  Diao Ping, wearing a black down jacket, got off the bus and walked toward the train station ticket hall with his luggage bag on his back.  As soon as he reached the center of the square, a person came and stood in front of him: "Are you Diao Ping?" Diao Ping, who was wearing a baseball cap, frowned slightly and looked at this young man. He was tall and slender, wearing a black trench coat, handsome in appearance and temperament.  Toochen, especially the long silver hair tied casually behind his head, made him look like a fairy and a monster at the same time.  Those tourists passing by in the square couldn't help but take a few more glances when they saw this white-haired young man.  "Yaohuangzong Bai Xingyong." Diao Ping said indifferently: "You have something to do with me?" "If it's convenient, let's find a secluded place to talk." Bai Xingyong said with a smile: "It's rare to see the famous trickster.  Inheritor, can you give me some face?" Diao Pingping showed hesitation.  Suddenly, his eyes were as cold as a razor blade and he looked straight into the train station - he heard the rumble of the train that was speeding past without stopping, and he felt the rich aura of Warlock Voldemort, following the train that was speeding by.  ,further and further.  At this moment, Diao Ping was filled with murderous intent.  Feeling the strong murderous aura, Bai Xingyong couldn't help but be more vigilant. He kneaded with one hand and the silver hair tied behind his head was freed from the knots and swayed in the wind.  "Don't be nervous, I just sensed the person in Fudimen, on the train that just passed by." Diao Ping sighed softly, shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, even if I'm standing right now  On the platform of the train station, you can't stop the enemy, there is no chance."bsp;Bai Xingyong's anger gradually dissipated, and he smiled and said: "Please." "Please" Diao Ping silently recited the mental method to calm the anger in his heart. Without any reason, he remembered what Su Chunfeng said to him when he was injured and lived in the capital last year.  Those words said by the Tie Gua Immortal were used to make fortunes in the Awakening God Realm, and the words became prophecies to determine fortunes. Revenge will definitely come true. Now that the Pingyang Sect has been established, one by one Awakening Gods, the Qi Refining Dzogchen Realm will be achieved.  There are four of them, Diao Ping, who has also steadily entered the late stage of Qi refining, and there is also a semi-saint guest honorary elder Feng Pingyao. Looking at the world, who do you still fear from him?  And just now, I sensed the aura of the Voldemen people on the train going west. Judging from the intensity, it should be Cai Xian, the sect leader of Voldemort. If you go west, you will definitely meet Cai Xian.  Why rush?  Bai Xingyong drove Diao Ping to the outer ring road of Tianshui City, found a secluded place to stop, and said with a smile: "To be honest, because the official publicly supports you and vindicates your tricks, the current Qimen Jianghu will be peaceful."  Ping Jingjing has not united to target you, the inheritors of trickery, but that does not mean that Jianghu has recognized you Including me, trickery has been regarded as evil since ancient times, but in today's era, it has to be integrated into Qimen Jianghu, so that  This is unacceptable. Although everyone can understand and even support you in your revenge, and you and your master have not done anything seriously evil, who can guarantee that the inheritor of trickery will not do that in the future?  Furthermore, it is now well known that your inner demons are extremely violent and easy to relapse. Who can guarantee that you will not become a serious problem in the Qimen Jianghu in the future? What a pity, Su Chunfeng and I are friends and close friends, and he also supports you.  Then I had no choice, so I learned that you were passing through Qinling Province a few days ago, so I looked for you all the way with the attitude of giving it a try. If I don¡¯t meet you, that¡¯s it. If I meet you, that¡¯s it.  , I will challenge you. I always feel sorry if I don¡¯t fight with you.¡± Diao Ping frowned and nodded: ¡°If you are not afraid of getting hurt, if Su Chunfeng agrees, I will fight with you.¡±  "No, this is our business, don't let him know." Bai Xingyong said quickly.  "Then I won't fight with you." "It seems you can't help it, right?" Bai Xingyong snorted coldly.  Diao Ping narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't want to die, you'd better not speak in a threatening tone. My endurance is not as great as you think." Bai Xingyong smiled, nodded and said, "As expected of Diao Ping  ¡­I¡¯ll call him.¡± ¡­When I received the call from Bai Xingyong, Su Chunfeng, who had taken some time out of his busy schedule, ran home and was happily playing with his children in the bedroom.  In fact, children who are just a few days old see everything in a hazy state and only respond to light and sound.  But even so, Su Chunfeng still enjoyed it endlessly.  "Okay, okay, let the child sleep for a while You are such a real person! The child is still young, and the doctor said he should get more sleep!" Wang Haifei pushed Su Chunfeng aside slightly angrily.  Su Chunfeng was happy when his cell phone rang, so he picked up the phone and walked out.  "Hey, Lao Bai, what's going on?" "I met with Diao Ping in Tianshui, and I wanted to discuss things with him, but Diao Ping said that he needs your permission, what do you think?" As soon as I heard Bai Xingyong say this  After saying this, Su Chunfeng breathed a long sigh of relief. Thanks to his foresight in two lifetimes, he had polished off Diao Ping's violent temper, helped him suppress his inner demons, and also led the formation of Pingyang Sect and included Diao Ping.  Pingyang Sect bound him with the sect's rules.  Otherwise, with Diao Ping's character, he would definitely accept Bai Xingyong's challenge without hesitation - even if the two of them had agreed to a fight, once the fight started, it would be impossible for both sides to stop.  Walking to the open-air courtyard on the second floor, Su Chunfeng lit a cigarette and said: "Old Bai, I understand your thoughts, but now, you can't fight with Diao Ping. Wait up to half a year before Diao Ping's great revenge is avenged.  "If you still want to fight with him, I will arrange it." "Why not now?" "The things here are complicated. I can't explain it to you on the phone." Su Chunfeng said, "We can talk about it when we have time."  "Okay, give the phone to Diao Ping." Bai Xingyong had no choice but to hand the phone to Diao Ping.  Diao Ping hesitated for a moment and took the phone: "Deputy Sect Master." "Pingwa, Bai Xingyong has no ill intentions. Don't take it to heart. You don't have to fight with him this time. Just focus on your revenge." Su Chunfeng said: "  Before killing Cai Xian, try not to fight with anyone to prevent the recurrence of anger and inner demons. Remember?" "Okay, I will tell you these things." Diao Ping put the phone.  Gave it back to BaiMediocre.  Bai Xingyong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took the phone and said with some surprise: "Chunfeng, what did Diao Ping mean when he called you deputy sect leader just now?" "Come to Zhongzhou some time and let's meet and talk." "Okay."   On the train.  Cai Xian, who had the cold sweat on his back, closed his eyes and pretended to be calm.  When he passed by the Tianshui City Railway Station just now, he could very clearly feel the powerful and cold power of his mind, which was packed with unstoppable murderous intent and fluctuations in magical power, and rushed towards him.  Fortunately, after escaping from the capital that year, Cai Xian maintained a high level of vigilance at all times and was able to perform defenses in a very timely manner. Moreover, the opponent had no time to launch the strongest attack in a hurry, and the speed of the express train  Quickly, help Cai Xian escape from the opponent's magic attack and Fan Wei, otherwise, his life will be over.  Cai Xian is certain that the person who performed the magic at Tianshui City Railway Station just now was none other than Diao Ping.  ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that things in the world are such a coincidence.  The little Taoist priest sitting next to him asked softly with curiosity: "Master Cai, just now we passed by the Tianshui City Railway Station, and a warlock performed a magic attack. Is he the inheritor of trickery?" "Yes." Cai Xian did not  He opened his eyes and nodded.  "Don't worry, my master said that the mountain gate will protect you, so you will definitely not be in danger." The little Taoist said seriously.  Cai Xian nodded with a wry smile.  But he knew in his heart that he was the master of Fudimen, and the heinous things that Fudimen had done under his instructions had now been announced to the world. Not to mention that Qimen Jianghu could not tolerate him. Shanmen, who had always been out of touch with the world,  , Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism will never be able to tolerate him.  It's just that trickery has returned to the world. Now that the world is in a treacherous and turbulent situation, Shanmen wants to use it, a damned sinner, to deal with the inheritors of trickery.  As for how to use him Cai Xian didn't know, but he knew that he would not end well after all.  This time, I am willing to follow Shanmen's instructions and accompany this little Taoist priest to Kunlun. I hope that Shanmen can keep his word and protect the inheritance of Fudimen's magic, so that he will not be killed by Diao Ping, the inheritor of trickery.  Will it disappear from the long history of Qimen Jianghu?  Of course, it would be best if you can survive.  Cai Xian was thinking that if he had the opportunity to meet someone from the Tantric Buddhism, could he put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, convert to Buddhism, and be protected by Buddhism?
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