, experienced this official, a bit small. "

Yan Xianzhi said: "He is Chen Zhuangyuan's disciple."

Xia Canghai nodded solemnly and said, "Chen Zhuangyuan's disciples cannot be reused. Chen Zhuangyuan has a disloyal heart."

Yan Xianzhi said: "Is he also in Youdu?"

Xia Canghai said: "He was a guest in Taihua Mountain. I heard that this time he was returning the Immortal Sword to Taihua Mountain. As a result, a natural disaster struck and he was trapped here."

Yan Xianzhi looked strange and said, "Did he cause the natural disaster?"

Xia Canghai shook his head and said, "No. I asked around. It was Jing Hong, the old master of Taihua Qing Palace, who faked his death to practice evil, which caused the disaster."

"It's a pity, otherwise Chen Zhuangyuan could have been punished for the crime of treason."

Yan Xianzhi sighed regretfully, cheered up, and said, "Taihua Qing Palace is going to beat them up and ask them to hand over Jinghong's body and the evil methods that Jinghong practiced. Let's deal with it like this."

Xia Canghai hesitated and said: "Then the fairy sword from Taihua Qinggong..."

"Keep it."

Yan Xianzhi smiled and said, "You can't bully others too much. After all, Taihua Qinggong has some background, and none of their masters are efficient. The ancestors of my Yan family said that the three saints of Taihua Qinggong,

They may have survived, hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity. Taking away their fairy swords would be unsightly."

Xia Canghai said yes and said, "So, do you still want to participate in the Taihua Qing Palace's celebration of the return of the immortal sword?"

Yan Xianzhi was surprised: "They still have the nerve to hold a celebration?"

"The Taoist on the mountain said that the invitations have been scattered, so just do whatever you have to do." Xia Canghai said helplessly.

Yan Xianzhi said helplessly: "Since they are shameless, then we will participate."

On Mount Taihua, the green sheep were bandaged into rice dumplings by the Taoists. The Taoist priests on the mountain asked the ancestor to take a rest to prevent the wound from bursting.

But Qingyang couldn't help but get up and move around, keeping his eyes on the smiling "Chen Shi".

"My stubborn temper is the same as that of my parents?"

He couldn't help but walked to "Chen Shi" and asked, "Have you met my parents?"

"Chen Shi" smiled and said, "I've seen it before. You were still young at that time."

Qingyang shivered and became even more curious about this natural disaster, saying: "Are you not a disaster? Who are you?"

Changying led some Taoist priests to carry the body of Old Jinghong Taoist down from another mountain and send it to the main peak of Mount Taihua. Many Taoists came to watch. "Chen Shi" also came over and looked at the huge body of Old Taoist Jinghong.

An interesting look.

Empress Shiji stood next to the corpse, extremely vigilant, lest the corpse transform again.

But she was more wary of "Chen Shi" and was unwilling to return to "Chen Shi's" small temple.

Jinghong Old Road has undergone a catastrophic transformation. The corpse has become extremely large, more than ten feet long, and the flesh and blood tentacles are hundreds of feet long, thousands of feet long, which is extremely shocking.

The Taoist priests respected "Chen Shi" and Qingyang very much. After all, they were the two who fought to save them this time. They hurriedly made way for them to get a closer look.

"Chen Shi" looked at the body of Jinghong Lao Dao and said with a smile: "You and others dug my grave, took away the picture of the golden cicada emerging from its shell and became an immortal, and you asked me who I was - Jinghong, this kid,

My practice is not very good."

He shook his head.

Qingyang was shocked and almost screamed.
Chapter completed!