The little monks who were still following the team, when they saw Lu Yishan chasing after the few people who had escaped, they immediately hesitated, panicked so much that they didn't know what to do, only seven or eight people wavered for a moment, and then walked forward firmly.

Lu Yishan was still trying to persuade the little monks who had run away to go back, but he was stopped by the little monks.

"Why do you kill people for no reason, why do others say that we are evil cultivators, I don't want to be evil cultivators!"

The little monk was close to the Taoist who was sheltering him, and he was full of righteousness.

The Dao man was filled with righteous indignation, "Such an indiscriminate killing of innocent sects, if you don't join them, quickly rescue those children who have not been harmed!"

Anyone can be an evil cultivator, but Zhan Changfeng is definitely not.

Lu Yishan still remembers her efforts to prevent the evil emperor from being born when she was in the Tibetan Cloud Stream.

But Lu Yishan couldn't refute the phrase "indiscriminately killing innocents", and he also felt that Zhan Changfeng had killed too much if he didn't agree with him this time.

He couldn't excuse her no matter how much he tried to excuse her.

"What did you do, what did you kill, you can see that the child is frightened.

He also looked at Wei Wei, Wu Feiyu, Ling Weichu, and Hua Jianci, and didn't understand why this person with a character like curling Qiuyue was indifferent.

"Just kill people, don't even care if the people in the clan flee?" Lu Yishan was disappointed in his heart, "Yu Sheng, don't you pay attention to it, you used to be a councilor of the Council of Elders, and now the advisor next to her, shouldn't you advise her?!"

"If there is anything wrong, I should persuade you. Yu Sheng vaguely felt that they were doing something important, the people who stood in the way, they were innocent, so what did it matter if they were killed, and the people who fled were angry and suspicious, and they couldn't do it, so why bother to keep it.

If there is one thing that must be done, it should be to try to clarify the truth for her and protect her and the reputation of the Sun Clan.

If there is no need to clarify, it is enough to return and not doubt.

Lu Yishan watched the people of the Sun Clan walk away step by step, feeling that they were so strange, and it seemed that he could no longer integrate into this team.

There was ice fog on the wasteland, it was green and cold, and their figures also became blurred at the end of the field of vision, Lu Yishan couldn't move his legs, he couldn't find the meaning of keeping up.

Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, Lu Yishan was originally a diviner of Si Tianjian, symbolizing fate, he was lagging behind in blind accusations, what did it portend?

In January, three thousand miles of road, day and night, even if there is cultivation, you can't stand it, the foundation building monks slowly fell, and the firm heart is also a little imitating, is there any deep meaning in walking like this?

As soon as they stopped, they indulged their laxity, rested their strength, and then quickly chased after them, and then fell again after the step, and then stopped and chased, stopping and walking.

And those monks who have never fallen behind are running the Purifying Essence Sutra, working hard to replenish their strength, and if this is an ascetic, they will not back down.

Gu Hanxing and his boatload set foot on the shore, and they went to the newly built Wuyuan Town mentioned by Zhan Changfeng, but they did not see a single person in the office of the Sun Clan.

I went to Wangjun Mountain again, but I couldn't see it clearly, and no one answered when I knocked on the mountain gate.

"Strange, we're in the wrong place?"

"It's better to ask someone. ”

Jiang Jinjiu carried a spear, found the vicinity of Wuyuan Town again, and called a person passing by, "This fellow Daoist, may I ask where the Sun Clan is?"

Lu Yishan, who was not in his heart, raised his head and saw that their group was in the realm of life and death, and said vigilantly, "Why are you visiting the Sun Clan?"

"Hey, listen to you, do you have anything to do with the Sun Clan?" will enter the wine and have a great pleasure, "I'm here for Zhan Daoyou, she should have arrived, take us to find her!"

Lu Yishan shook his head, "They went west, not here." ”

"Where's the west?"

"It's the west. ”

Gu Hanxing patted Jiang Jinjiu, who was still talking, "Forget it, we'll find it ourselves." ”

The group rose from the ground, turned into a streamer, and left suddenly, Lu Yishan looked at the sky in distraction, no matter how relieved, he hurriedly chased after him.

They traveled thousands of miles a day, and finally saw Zhan Changfeng's figure, but when they saw her in front, more than 10,000 people behind followed step by step, solemn and solemn.

"What kind of ritual is this going on?" Yin Zhengping waved his hand, signaling everyone not to go over.

There are many people, even if it is just a walking ascetic, you should not come forward to disturb at will, which touches the hearts of others.

It had been a month, and no one had followed the Sun Clan, except for some bored monks who had flown in every now and then to see where they had gone.

"Still walking?" Jin Chihou was dumbfounded, waved away the entourage who came to report, and said to the elder next to him, "Let's talk about asceticism, how can there be any way to kill all the way, if it's not asceticism, then what's it for?"

He was brought up by the elder of the Dapeng tribe, even if the beard covered his face, the elder knew what he was thinking, "Master Hou, is there any speculation?"

Jin Chihou is not sure in his heart, the Golden Scale Royal Family has opened up and maintained a 10,000-year-old dynasty that rules a realm, and the secrets he knows and the inheritance left behind are all with him, he attaches great importance to cultivation and strength, and he doesn't like to read, but in his spare time, he will also take those secrets as interesting stories.

His ancestors have half of the bloodline of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, he is from a noble background, but he has a shallow background in Shinto, there is no guide, he doesn't know how to raise faith, how to spy on luck, how to rule on behalf of the sky, and he has become a generation of princes and princes purely by blood and sweat, until he enters the circle of old princes and emperors, and he knows all kinds of secrets in Shinto little by little.

It is recorded that among the Shinto people with far-reaching origins, there is a forbidden art that can be used to rehearse the emperor's way and reach the heavens, and the lucky ones can even be recognized by this world and favored by the heavens.

How to perform this technique is ominous, only know that the caster needs to measure the territory, if it is obstructed halfway, only the sacrifice of the Dao, otherwise the future path will be in vain.

Jin Chihou thought that she had such a strong divine power just in the realm of life and death, she must be a Shinto monk with an orthodox background, and she might be able to use such forbidden techniques.

But he wasn't entirely sure, after all, he only knew a few words, and even if he was, could he stop it?

Thinking about the battle between her and Qi Huan, Jin Chihou really didn't have the confidence to fight.

"No, I have to take another look!" His Dapeng tribe has been nesting in the icy wasteland for three thousand years, just to recuperate, and wait for the day when the East Mountain will rise again and regain the glory of the Scales Dynasty, if she thinks about the icy cold wasteland, what will they do?!

At the beginning, his ancestors didn't understand anything when they opened up the dynasty, but he was different, he was now in a state of power, but he had the Golden Scale Dynasty's 10,000 years of experience in Shinto, when he was in power, who could stop him? !

The Icy Wasteland was his first pedal, and there was no way to miss it.

"Master Hou, what are you going to do?" the elder stopped him worriedly, lest he make some mistake driven by impulse, he was the hope of the whole clan.

"I can't tell. Jin Chihou explained his conjecture and looked at the elder with a blank eye, "If it's true, can I not be in a hurry, I thought that Jingyao Gongzi was a variable that could not be guarded against, but how could I expect that there is another one." ”

The elder remained silent, "What are you anxious about, if you are in a hurry, it is also the first urgency of today's dynasty." ”

"You mean?" Jin Chihou hesitated, "Jing Yao doesn't seem to have a Shinto origin, so I don't know if I can recognize this secret technique. ”

"I'll go and find out the tone of Prince Jing Yao first. ”