Today I hold the world

The red light in the sky has faded away, and the tinkling and clanging of various spiritual weapons on Qingling Mountain can be heard endlessly.

"Hurry up, drive one or two building warriors to dawdle like this, if I teach you how to get rid of demons and demons, won't you be devoured by others?"

I don't know which team is in charge, yelling and reprimanding his subordinates. In this cold weather, other people can't help but feel disgusted when they hear this sound. They are glad that such a leader is not standing by their side, otherwise they would have Some are uncomfortable.

It has been thirteen hours since yesterday's shocking scene of ice and fire in the daytime. It is now evening, and the sky is dark early in winter. The sky that was still bright before has gradually darkened. The wind blew past the mountain, and many young people who were not high in the Qi training period were shivering from the cold.

If someone looks at Qingling Mountain from the sky at this time, they will definitely be impressed by its scenery. It is a complete ice mountain peak. It is a pity that the monks working on the mountain do not have the leisure and elegance to enjoy the scenery. It's winter, and living in the freezing cold mountains and forests, how can it be better.

Outside the main hall of the main peak of Qingling Mountain, Song Yingxing stood in front of the door wearing a thick Taoist robe, and several disciples in the Qi training period stood waiting for dispatch. After a while, someone came to report:

"Senior Song, my high commander said that it is getting late today, and the fellow Taoists who have been investigating and mining are exhausted after a busy day. Can you call it a day?"

Song Yingxing looked at the sky, pondered for a moment, and replied, "Go and tell him that today's progress is a bit delayed, and we still need to check the time for three incense sticks. When the time comes, I will order all the troops to stop!"

The man's face darkened, he accepted the order in embarrassment, turned his head and left quickly.

After they left, a disciple next to him whispered, "Uncle, Gao Ding is the majestic master of the sect. If we are so decisive, will we..."

Song Yingxing blinked his sleepy eyelids, and said casually: "I give them face, who will give me face?

The head stipulated that such a large iceberg should be melted within ten days. There are ghosts hidden everywhere that have not been killed by the ice and fire urn. It needs to be evacuated when it gets dark, and it needs to be worked at dawn. It is said that it will be repaired in ten days, and it will be five days if it is doubled. There are still four days left, and the progress is less than [-]%. Afterwards, the main hall will be built, the array will be replenished, and which of the various general tasks does not require time? "

War is like this, time is the most scarce, if you want to deal with things on Qingling Mountain as soon as possible, you will inevitably have to work hard, no matter how hard and tired those monks and soldiers are working with dead things, do they still have their own family at this time? Is the leader lying unconscious on the bed bitterly?Song Yingxing thought so.

Thinking of the leader who was lying in the cabin of the Chilong at this time, Song Yingxing couldn't help flashing through what he had seen and heard yesterday. It took only half an hour for the leader to take Mrs. Ju up the mountain, and everyone seemed to be out of control. The situation of ghosts and monsters was forced to be suppressed by the red and blue radiance of the two angry bullfights.

According to Senior Brother Tao who came out from the same company, the red aura was caused by the formation in the vent hole that the head exorcised with blood. More than half of the ghosts on the mountain were burned by the red flames, and all their gods and shapes were destroyed. The remaining ones that were stronger were frozen by the ensuing blue air, but even senior brother Tao and the second wife in charge I don't know why this is abnormal.

Many times, when things exceed their imagination, people will always regard it as a means of shocking the sky. The big scene last night was really shocking to teach the monks who followed the Chilongmen's Eastern Expedition this time. Countless praises to their head Advocating one after another, one page a day without stopping, everyone is amazed.

Not to mention outsiders, even a core disciple like him Song Yingxing had the mind to blindly pursue Zhong Ziyan. It was really that the scene fit the depressed mood of everyone yesterday, and it had the effect of turning decay into magic and turning danger into peace.

Not all the qi training disciples standing in front of the palace gate were Chilongmen disciples. Song Yingxing usually didn't speak too much. At this time, he slowly waited for the time to come, and beckoned:

"Send a letter to inform the teams everywhere that they can go down the mountain!"

After a busy day, it was time to rest. The two disciples took their orders and began to use the messenger talisman to announce. Song Yingxing looked around and saw that the sky had completely darkened. This is a normal change after Qingling Mountain's spiritual veins are damaged. He sighed and said:

"The four seasons are wrong. After all, this spiritual land is not a cave of immortals. No matter how bound by formations, it will not go against the power of nature. The same is true for the journey of cultivation. The correct way is to go round and round..."

He walked down the mountain step by step. On the way, he stopped by to watch the monks' teams finishing work, so he did not assume the responsibility of his temporary supervision and management.

The younger qi training disciples behind them didn't dare to answer too many words, they all knew that despite his young age, Senior Song was deeply favored by Patriarch Zhong in the Chilong Sect. Along the way, Zheng has always been responsible for passing on the message for the head of Zhong, so no ordinary person can offend him.

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Seeing groups of monks retreating from Qingling Mountain, and after the teams returned to their positions and collected more manpower, Tantai Qingsheng, who had stood behind his hands for a long time, and Qingsong Qingsong, who had been standing behind their hands for a long time, were stroking their beards and closing their eyes. Zi Laodao nodded and said, "Since everyone is coming down, let's come here today, Fengshan!"

Although he was facing the two of them, he was speaking to the sergeants who were in charge of setting up guard formations. Due to the incident yesterday, the original strategy for dealing with the ghosts and monsters in Qingling Mountain was changed in time. In addition to the continuous layout of the large formation, a set of three-talent forbidden qi formation was added inside, which doubled the manpower consumed, but no one would think that the extra manpower was not worth it.

After Tantai Qingsheng, the commander-in-chief of the Azure Dragon Army, gave the order, all the armies gradually dispersed, some retreated to the land camp twenty miles away, and some retreated to the cloud boat that surrounded the Azure Dragon. , go back to their respective rooms to meditate and adjust breath.

Monks without important positions can go to bed early, such as Liu Xiaoheng, Zhu Yuzi, Gao Ding, Tantai Qingsheng, etc., naturally have to go to the Red Dragon to check on the health of Master Zhong. People who have lived to a certain age have a tacit understanding, and monks are also human beings. Whether it is marching or fighting or visiting relatives and friends, you must keep up with the etiquette that you should have. After the war, the villain who didn't keep it together added fuel and jealousy secretly, adding unnecessary suspicion.

Although anyone who knows Mr. Zhong knows that he is not narrow-minded, but Chilongmen's family business is gradually expanding, and the things behind Mr. Zhong will only become bigger and bigger in the future. It is impossible to say and do what to consider only personal friendship.

A group of prominent figures flew to the Red Dragon in tacit agreement. Since Song Yingxing is a disciple of the Red Dragon Sect, he should go to check the head's injury first. The others walked into the meeting hall in a team, and they all saw Tao Hanting who was reading the files inside.

Ninety percent of the ten or so people who entered the palace were very dissatisfied with Tao Hanting. It was this person who caused countless deaths and injuries to the subordinates of various families.

Tao Hanting didn't spend much time with them, so he silently accepted the jade slips, and heard Tantai Qingsheng say, "Fellow Daoist Tao, is Master Zhong getting better?"

"The breath is stable, and I will wake up in about a day or two." Tao Hanting responded, seeing Tantai Qingsheng's eyes looking at him did not have much affection, knowing that it was inappropriate for him to stay here, nodded to everyone, and walked away quickly go.

As soon as the people left, Gao Ding sighed three times in succession, seeing that the other people also had something to say, he held his mouth and waited for a long time, during the time of ten breaths, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, some of them were about to blurt out After all, no one uttered the words.

In the final analysis, I still have a fear of Chilongmen. After all, this is the place where Master Zhong rests. No matter how much wrong Tao Hanting has done, I believe Master Zhong will give everyone an explanation.

Ever since, the hall was completely silent for two sticks of incense before seeing a figure in a red robe walking in slowly. The figure showed its face, its silver-white hair was blown by the cold wind, and it looked quite tired, but its face was exposed. In the eyes of everyone, everyone stood up in awe.

This person is indeed Tao Fangyin, the old ancestor of Tao, and everyone does not know when he returned. They only know that this old senior has a long air and a rosy face. It seems that the fight with Liu Jiangning, the ancestor of the Liu family, has come to an end. He himself is not affected what hurt.

"For the sake of our foundation, Liewei has worked hard. Fortunately, Qingling Mountain has finally been recovered, and half of the work is done. No matter what, the journey from now on will not have a bad ending."

Old Ancestor Tao kindly pressed his hand to signal everyone to sit down, his opening reassured everyone, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became warmer.