The power of the black dragon was so terrifying that Bai Lin could not free his hands for a short time. But he was not very determined to fight, and soon turned into a few strands of black light and dissipated. When it left, the world was left with only the sea breeze and desolation, which made Bai Lin stand outside the sea cliff and sigh for a long time.
The people of the Qingtian Sect rushed over like hyenas smelling blood, but Bai Lin was the only one he could see. He was still immersed in the previous Black Dragon offensive. Hu Bugui, a great man, created a legend, opened up the academy and the Wild Beast Forest, and changed the rules of the academy so that all living creatures could come in to practice, not just humans. But after his death, he gave everything he had to that little girl, Ah Zhu. It was really incredible.
"Master Bai Lin, were the previous fluctuations caused by you and Xia Xiao?"
Yan Meng stood behind Bai Lin, following his gaze to the dark sea in the south. There was a thick fog there, like an ink painting, real, yet also hiding falsehood and unknown things, which made people feel scared, as if a pair of eyes were staring at them, hooking their souls. Yan Meng shook his head, pulling himself out of that state, and looked at Bai Lin beside him, but he seemed to be in deep thought, comprehending some truth.
"Since the founding of Tanghua Temple, only the top masters from the five major forces have been to the south of the South China Sea together, but the seals and suppression objects there made them feel difficult to deal with, not to mention a little Xia Xiao and Azhu. Even if they have the ability to reach the sky, I am afraid they will not be able to come back alive."
"He has created enough impossibilities. This time, we can't make a decision based on fantasy alone."
"Then wait, the situation is about to change."
Master Bai Lin walked back to the cliff, put his hands together, pulled out a Zen stick, and erected it on the cliff, like a flag, also like a Buddhist seal. He sat cross-legged under it, put his hands together and chanted sutras, waiting for the flood that would come after the sky changed. That would be a heavenly calamity and a divine punishment, but with Tanghua Temple here, nothing could threaten the entire wilderness.
The elder of the Qingtian Sect behind Yan Meng looked at Bai Lin like this and wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Yan Meng.
"Everyone go back to your positions. Even if he doesn't die, he will definitely come back."
Although the elders had doubts, they agreed and left, but a dozen of them followed Yan Meng and rushed to Bai Lin's left. They walked along the cliff and asked about their doubts after they were far away.
"Xia Xiao and Azhu have the strength to stop Bai Lin? Even if Hu Bugui left behind the Wild Mark, he shouldn't be so strong. It seems that apart from the academy, Tanghua Temple doesn't want to really take action against Xia Xiao."
"It's normal for the academy to protect them. After all, Xia Xiao has been in the academy for more than three years. But Tanghua Temple hates the magic path so much and regards it as its natural enemy. Bai Lin is famous for being stubborn, but he didn't kill him. It seems... there is something fishy going on."
"What do you think?"
Yan Meng did not distort the space, but ran along the cliff with everyone else, covering several miles in one step. This was also to scan the shore for traces of Xia Xiao, but the things mentioned by the elders made the light in Yan Meng's eyes suddenly sink, with some hatred, and I don't know what he was thinking. But the few traces of murderous intent seemed to indicate that if the elders talked nonsense again, he would kill them on the cold seabed beside him.
"I think we need to redefine the identities of Xia Xiao and Azhu and the threats they can bring. We can no longer blindly chase and intercept them. This is the first time in so many years that the academy has shown violent anger. It must be no small matter. We intervened and seemed to be doing a righteous thing, but not only did we offend the academy, we also caused them to openly help Xia Xiao."
"What's more important is the actions of Tanghua Temple. They will definitely not favor Xia Xiao. They are the most upright people. They don't have the selfish motives of the academy, nor do they have our prejudices, so..."
"Why do you say it's prejudice? As elders of the Qingtian Sect, you should know that we are in the north to guard it, and there are many monsters in remote places. Aren't there many elders and juniors who have died in the magic world in recent years? Xia Xiao's identity is indeed amazing, and he is doing mysterious things that are unknown to the public. But you deny your principles just because of the movements of the academy and Tanghua Temple. I am very disappointed. Have you forgotten the tragedy of Grandpa Pan?"
"this……"
The elders were speechless and didn't know what to say. Yan Meng immediately scolded them, saying:
"The truth is in the hands of a few people. If we don't care about Xia Xiao and Azhu now, who will? The academy is counting on him to save the world. Tanghua Temple may be soft-hearted and think that he will not come back after going to the South China Sea. But if we are not prepared at all, when Xia Xiao comes back, he will bring a monstrous black aura. You and I, whether from the human world or the big forest, are all living beings, and the greater the responsibility, the greater the ability. For yourself and the world, you must not say such things again!"
Yan Meng spoke in a very high voice, causing the elders who had spoken earlier to admit their mistakes one by one. As elders, it was indeed shameful for them to be so unsteady in their thinking.
But when they stood at their respective positions, they always felt that the waves of the South China Sea were a little strange. They beat the coast in disorder, like a warning, like the smell of mud before a storm, and also like a cheer, like the summer breeze finally returning to the South China Sea. Soon the day dawned, and the sea was sprinkled with a dark brown light, which was magical and weird.
"How else can the sky of the Great Desolate Land change?"
An elder looked up at the sky which had lightened earlier than usual. He thought it would get darker, but it only got brighter, with a light that was not usually there.
In Tanghua Temple, the abbot took a sip of tea and put a piece of date cake into Wuya's mouth. He chewed slowly, savoring the sweetness, while thinking about the future. Whether Xia Xiao can return is a mystery. After all, a trip to the underworld requires a ghost sedan chair and a ghost messenger to pick him up. They are not interested in silver, and the river and bridge behind are difficult to cross. But he always feels that Xia Xiao can go in and come back.
Buddha can see some things in the future, and the host can also see some, but he can't tell those things, nor can he stop Bai Lin and others from taking action. But let's take action, the torrent of history cannot be changed by one person, even if Xia Xiao really died in the South China Sea, what was going to happen would still happen, it's just that someone changed the person who pulled the trigger, but the crossbow arrows shot out as usual.
After drinking a pot of tea for a long time, Tanghua Temple was as quiet as usual, comparable to a college. But in the Qingtian Sect, the various plots brewing were enough to break all the silence.
"Ancestor, Xia Xiao has entered the south of the South China Sea."
"Are you sure he can be a help to us?"
“Even if it’s impossible, we can’t let the Human Emperor absorb it. As long as we keep it under good care, Yu Shangyan’s plan will fail. As long as the ancestor devours it, he can become a god, and then the entire beast race will rise!”
The woman in the dark gradually became excited. She felt that day was getting closer, thanks to the ancestor who saw through Yu Shangyan's mind. Now, as long as Xia Xiao continued to walk down, he would find the truth. The ancestor she mentioned did not answer for a long time, but fell into a deep silence. I don't know why.