Breaking the Day

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters!After Zhou Ling left Tongan City, her memories gradually recovered. After wandering in the ruins of Zhou's house in Tong'an for a while, she completely abandoned her plan to find her sister's bones and soul, and went to Lingshan with deep hatred for revenge.

The first object Zhou Ling could think of was Li Chengfeng. This was the last man she saw in her life, her deepest hatred target!

And Qianshanxue... is her second goal!

All the people involved in this Tong'an Incident cannot escape her pursuit!

Zhou Ling appeared to be in shape. Her black hair was twisting like a poisonous snake, and her whole body was surrounded by a looming black air. She took a deep breath and said hoarsely: "The smell of cultivators is everywhere. !"

She raised her head, sniffed, and then looked in the direction of Wentian Mountain, her figure flashed, turned into a black mist again, and then dived to the ground, like a venomous snake hiding in the ground, quietly leaving.

At this time, ask Tianshan, Tianfeng, and Tiantai.

Wentian Bell is like a forgotten stone statue, hanging lonely on a rock platform on a cliff. This stone platform stretches out from the top of the mountain, like a palm, and a stone pavilion sits in the palm of the hand. Hanging an old big clock, this big clock is full of patina, apparently it has been placed for many years, no percussion has been used.

In order to show respect to the former founder, the bell of the Lingshan Conference was never struck here. There is a bell hall on another peak of Wentian Mountain, which is why this Wentian Bell is gradually forgotten. The reason lies.

The tall monk sighed: "It's really unlucky. Almost everyone in the Zangjin Pavilion went to Tiangu Mountain, but the two of us are on duty here."

The short monk sighed, "Yes, that's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You can see Zhao Feiyue, the first beauty of Daqi, and the singing and dancing of Brother Qianshanxue... Both, whether it is Zhao Feiyue's grace or The talents of the brothers are all unique!"

A high-level monk said: "Why don't you... you're worth a while, I'll go see it first? I'll come back at halftime, and you will see it again?"

The short cultivator sniffed and said: "Pull it down! Just you? Last time you went down the mountain and asked you to help me bring something, you refused to come back halfway? I'm afraid it's not over, will you come back again?"

A senior monk was said to be the central issue, and his face was flushed, and he stalked his neck and said: "Hu, nonsense! Me, I won't!"

The short monk smiled and said, "When you lie, your ears are red, don't you know?"

A high monk touched his ears subconsciously, and the short monk clapped his hands and laughed: "Hey! You lied to you just now, you really got fooled! You haven't lied yet!"

A high monk became angry and was about to turn his arms and sleeves to go with him, but suddenly heard a voice from beside him: "Hey, why are you two still here?"

The two turned their heads to look, only to see that it was Axiu from Cangxiu Pavilion. On weekdays, Axiu was like a follower beside the master sister, and even the eyes of others watching her were a little awed.

They hurriedly said, "It turns out that it is Senior Sister Axiu, Junior Brother is polite."

After seeing the gifts on both sides, Axiu said, "Why are the two brothers still here? Didn't you receive the invitation from Brother Qianshanxue? Senior Brother Qianshanxue is still asking."

The two were overjoyed and flattered. A senior monk rushed and said, "Senior Brother Qianshanxue is still thinking of us two?"

The short monk said suspiciously, "Senior Brother Qianshanxue is thinking of us two? Impossible, right?"

Axiu said with a smile: "This is a new play created by Qian Shanxue with great painstaking effort. I naturally want all people in the Cangjin Pavilion to see it, so that in the future, he will be able to publicize his outstanding talents to the world. , Aren't you going?"

The short monk still had some doubts, but a tall monk said impatiently: "If you go or not, just stay here if you don't go, I can go! This is the opportunity, if you miss it, there will be no second time!"

Axiu said, "Master Sister asked me to call you. I have heard the word. I have to go back as soon as possible. You are free to go or not."

After speaking, she turned around and her figure flashed, turning into a blue light and disappearing in place.

A couple of kilometers away from them, Su Yuehan's figure quickly appeared behind a big tree. She whispered to Li Chengfeng who was also hiding behind: "After they leave for a while, you can hurry. Go up, from when they leave to Tiangufeng, to find the problem and come back here, at most one stick of incense time! You must hurry!"

Zhao Xiaobao quickly took out a stick of incense and stuck it on the ground, and the three of them stared at the two people on the roof.

The short monk was still very entangled: "Why is Senior Sister Axiu calling us? Not the other people from the Cangjin Pavilion?"

A senior monk impatiently said: "Then you continue to think about it, I'm leaving! In this shabby place, no one has been seen for decades, who will come? What is there to guard? Go back, what can happen? After that, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The short monk thought for a while, and said, "Yes!" His figure quickly turned into a blue light, and then left.

Asking the rooftop is more than decades, no one has been here, even for two or three hundred years, only a few monks take turns in accordance with the usual practice.

After the short monk caught up, a tall monk smiled and said, "You figured it out? The sky clock hasn't ringed for hundreds of years? Except for us, who still remembers it? Anyone who doesn't open their eyes will ring this Big bell?"

The short monk also smiled and said: "That's what you said. Hey, what new drama did Senior Brother Qianshanxue line up this time? I still like to watch his "War Nine Prisons"."

In the eyes of a short monk and a tall monk, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to ring the Wentian Bell without opening their eyes, but... now there is such a blind cultivator in the Lingshan faction!

Li Chengfeng!

After Li Chengfeng saw them leaving, he immediately stepped forward, and Su Yuehan on the side grabbed him with a sad look, and whispered: "Did you really figure it out?"

Li Chengfeng smiled slightly, and said: "Well, I think it very clearly! Don't worry, I will be fine, I...can handle it."

Su Yuehan sighed and said: "Well then! You... take care! If something is wrong, protect yourself first! Only if you survive, you will be able to redress the grievances of the tens of thousands of people in Tongan City!"

Li Chengfeng nodded, his feet were steady, step by step towards the Wentian Clock that had been silent for hundreds of years.

Su Yuehan and Zhao Xiaobao watched Li Chengfeng's figure. They were both worried and worried. After looking at each other, Zhao Xiaobao suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the flint from his body.

But Su Yuehan pointed his finger, and a stick of incense on the ground ignited, and Zhao Xiaobao looked aside with envy.

Su Yuehan didn't have time to be proud, so she cast her gaze on Li Chengfeng, who was already far away. She was watching, suddenly her face changed, and she whispered, "Who, come out!!"

A blue light cluster quickly appeared in the palm of Su Yuehan's palm, and she struck the ground heavily, and in an instant, a thick black mist was shaken up not far from Su Yuehan.

This black mist instantly turned into a figure. She stared at Su Yuehan with a pair of red vertical pupils, with a suspicious expression on her face, and said: "Who are you? How can you find out where I am?"