"Uncle Qi, this is an order from the elders, and the disciples are just following orders."

"The disciples and other guards received orders from the elders of their respective sects at the same time to execute all the prisoners of Baiyun Temple."

The guard disciple who was called over saw that he was a foundation-building master, and he immediately answered honestly.

Liu Yu frowned, waved his hand to let this disciple leave, and continued to move forward.

"pity."

"Hundreds of monks in the Qi Refining Stage, how can they still have thirty or fifty degrees of fuel?"

He is a frugal man and sincerely regrets the waste of fuel.

However, these prisoners are the property of the three sects, even if they become corpses.

If Liu Yu rashly burns with demonic fire, his behavior would be considered as "lining his own pockets".

Unless you ask the elders for advice, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

He still had to put safety first, so he finally put out this tempting idea.

"well"

Liu Yu sighed with regret and continued to move forward.

"Uh-huh"

Behind him, screams continued one after another.

But under the high-efficiency killings of the guarding monks, it soon became sparse, gradually became inaudible, and finally only silence remained.

Puddles of blood gathered together, dyeing the blue ground red, which looked shocking.

Perhaps, these Baiyun Temple monks who chose to surrender and were captured will feel regretful at the moment before they die.

Since death is inevitable no matter what, why not choose to be vigorous?

Since death is inevitable, it would be better to fulfill your kindness and die happily in battle!

Listening to the screams that rang out and disappeared, Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin, Wei Guangzheng and others showed no signs of fluctuation.

I have seen too many things like death in the past two years, and I have no sympathy for these monks from Baiyun Temple who have no relatives or friends.

Even Jiang Qiushui, who originally had little experience in this area, has experienced too much in two or three years and has become accustomed to it.

…

Walking along the initially cleared road, we walked through the ruins of collapsed buildings.

Not long after, the group of people stopped in front of an antique and solemn hall.

This hall occupies a very large area, measuring dozens of feet in length, width and height. The overall architectural style is biased toward Taoism.

The main halls are all built with materials that are sufficient for refining magic weapons. The surface is bronze in color, and many Taoist "immortals" are carved on the walls, which will be passed down forever as legends.

There are also huge bronze pillars standing in the surrounding corners, adding a bit of solemnity to the hall.

When ordinary monks face such a huge, empty, solemn and majestic hall, they will inevitably feel a bit insignificant.

"Zhengqing Palace"

A clear voice came from beside him, and Jiang Qiushui read out the name of this palace.

The Zhengqing Hall is the meeting place for the high-level officials of Baiyun Temple. It is protected by formations and has been less affected, so it remains intact.

After the destruction of Baiyun Temple, the three sects used this hall as a temporary meeting place.

Liu Yu glanced at the plaque, feeling unfazed, and led the cultivators into it.

At a glance, the scene in the palace can be seen.

On the main seat above the main hall, the top Jindan monks of the three sects were sitting impressively, their aura was calm and intimidating.

They are none other than Master Changfeng, Master Sanjie, and Master Zhongxuan.

The three real people closed their eyes and fell asleep, and the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

Below, hundreds of foundation-building monks were clearly distinguished and divided into three major groups based on sects.

Each large group is divided into small groups, keeping a certain distance from each other.

"Bai Yuxuan", "Zhao Wuji", "Li Buyu" and "Zhou Zhuofeng"

Among the hundreds of foundation-building monks, Liu Yu saw many familiar figures.

It is extremely rude to keep staring at an unfamiliar monk.

Without looking too much, he took Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin and others to find a deserted area to stand.

Twenty foundation-building monks stood together, as if they were a small group, showing signs of being self-contained.

"Junior Brother Liu."

In his ears, a slightly cold female voice came.

Liu Yu turned around and saw a female cultivator wearing a silver military uniform. Who could she be if she wasn't Senior Sister Li Buyu?

After saying a few words to Jiang Qiushui, he walked towards Li Buyu, cupped his hands and said:

"I've met senior sister."

Looking at this junior fellow apprentice, Li Buyu's face as cold as ice showed a slight smile and said:

"You are still so polite."

"Junior brother, I'm here just in time. Let me introduce you to them. These are the leaders of our sect."

"Between fellow students, we should get to know each other well."

"Who is this"

Li Buyu showed his kindness and changed his arrogant attitude when they first met, and introduced a famous fellow disciple.

Indeed, as she said, she is considered a "leader".

Their cultivation level is generally high, and there are many who are in the late stage of foundation building. Compared with those Liu Yu knows as an alchemist, their level is obviously higher.

Liu Yu was a good person and met a famous monk under Li Buyu's introduction, and greeted him politely.

Now he has indeed reached this level.

Whether it is relying on the fierce power of "Old Demon Qingyang" or the merits of "Qingyangzi", it is completely enough.

Even if Li Buyu doesn't introduce them, these monks will get to know each other sooner or later.

Liu Yu can become the leader of Qingfeng and has the reputation of Qingyang Old Demon. In the eyes of these sect leaders, Liu Yu is indeed barely considered a figure.

All this communication went very smoothly, and there was no bloody scene.

"I've met Senior Sister Bai."

"Senior Sister Liu has been famous for a long time."

Liu Yu paused for a moment, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and his expression remained as usual.

The female cultivator in front of him, dressed in white and snowy, was exactly the person he had dreamed about in his dreams when he was a boy.

If I remember correctly, the last time we met was at the Zongmen Scripture Collection Pavilion.

When I was first promoted to Foundation Establishment, twenty or thirty years ago.

"Junior Brother Liu."

Bai Yuxuan was not too enthusiastic, she just nodded slightly and said hello.

She looked at the ordinary fellow student in front of her, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

In less than thirty years, he has gone from a new level of foundation building to his current state, and judging from his aura, he is not far from the mid-term peak.

What's even more rare is that he can also become one of the leaders of the Qingfeng team and do many things that his teammates in the later stages of foundation building cannot do.

Although Bai Yuxuan was a little curious, she didn't ask any more questions.

She is a more traditional female cultivator, with a relatively reserved or cold personality. She adheres to the strong defense between men and women and will not get too close to male cultivators.

Not to mention asking about people's personal affairs just because they have met a few times.

The two of them just chatted briefly, and Liu Yu got to know each other with another fellow Foundation Architect under Li Buyu's introduction.

At this time, his heart was as calm as water.
Chapter completed!