On Cangshan Mountain, all the red leaves have fallen.
When the north wind comes, countless dead leaves will be buried in the soil.
Just like the bodies of those who died will be covered up quietly.
Cangshan Mountain has been closed for half a year. The disciples in the mountain practice every day, but nothing has changed except that they cannot leave Cangshan Mountain.
Fortunately, Cangshan is big enough. For practitioners, three years is just a snap of the fingers.
In an attic on the top of Cangshan Mountain, Cang Bie was leaning on the railing and looking out, holding a cup of tea in his hand, glowing with wisps of white heat.
There was a person sitting behind Cang Bielie, also holding a cup of tea.
No one would have thought that Nie Feng, the master of the Broken Blade Clan who had been missing for a long time, had always been in Cangshan and never left.
Nie Feng's situation was not good. His breath was weak, all his true energy was poured out, and his body was suppressed by a sword energy.
The once majestic No. 1 sword in the north could not defeat even an ordinary person now.
Nie Feng was very aware of the situation at hand, but he was not panicked. He knew that Cang Biere would not kill him.
"There are still two days. Do you really want to watch her die?" Nie Feng said calmly.
Cang Bie looked at the mountain scenery in the distance. Behind the heavy clouds and mist was the Shenyin Pavilion.
"She won't die. As long as Li Haomiao shows up, she will be fine."
Nie Feng asked: "What if Li Haomiao doesn't show up, or maybe Li Haomiao doesn't know about Mu Yan's situation."
Cang Biere took a sip of tea and said: "When that time comes, I will naturally save her. I will not let her die."
Nie Feng smiled and looked at Cang Bier in confusion. "You still love Mu Yan, but it was you who seriously injured her."
"It's just to make Li Haomiao show up. If you didn't run away, Mu Yan wouldn't have to be so seriously injured." Cang Bieli blamed everything on the two of them.
After Yan Muyan and Nie Feng arrived at Cangshan Mountain, they were trapped in the mountain by Cangbie.
After all, Cangshan is Cang Biejie’s territory.
Neither of them expected that Cang Bielie would attack them secretly.
Nie Feng was completely exhausted, his eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, thinking about the past when he was a boy.
More than twenty years ago, Yan Muyan, Cang Bielie, and Nie Feng were the leaders of the younger generation in Shiwan Mountain.
The smart and agile Yan Muyan naturally attracted the pursuit of countless young people.
Naturally the same goes for Cang Bielie and Nie Feng.
Everyone knows that Cang Bielie and Nie Feng love Yan Muyan.
The sect elders of Cangshan and Duandaomen were also happy to see their disciple marry Yan Muyan back to the sect.
When everyone thought Yan Muyan would choose between Cang Bielie and Nie Feng, Yan Muyan met the biggest disaster in her life - Li Haomiao.
Li Haomiao, who has experienced in the world of martial arts, is not as upright and noble as Cang Bielie, nor is he as low-key and calm as Nie Feng.
Li Haomiao always has a bohemian temperament.
Casual and unrestrained.
Li Haomiao is like a cloud in the sky, drifting everywhere with the wind, with nowhere to turn.
Disaster is disaster.
Li Haomiao appeared in Yan Muyan's life for three years, and then disappeared for another twenty years.
In the past twenty years, Li Haomiao has also been Cang Bibie's obsession.
He wants to defeat Li Haomiao and then take Yan Muyan back.
Now, he has this hope.
"You became like this just to defeat Li Haomiao?" Nie Feng put away his thoughts and asked.
Cang nodded and shook his head again. "It's for Mu Yan. She should belong to me."
"She never belonged to anyone." Nie Feng retorted.
"Hmph, if it weren't for Li Haomiao, how could Mu Yan have locked herself in Shenyin Pavilion for twenty years." A faint black mist rose from Cang Bieliang's body.
Nie Feng sighed in his heart as he saw his old friend in the past transformed into the desolate person he is now.
In those days in the North, who didn’t want to marry Yan Muyan, the most beautiful woman in the North?
Whether it is Shiwandashan or the princes and nobles in the court, countless people go to Shenyin Pavilion to propose marriage.
He, Nie Feng, also admired Yan Muyan and once fantasized about spending a lifetime with Yan Muyan.
But in the end, the two of them were just friends.
"In the final analysis, what happened between Mu Yan and Li Haomiao has nothing to do with you or me." Nie Feng said.
As he said that, Nie Feng frowned, feeling extremely disgusted with the black mist.
"Use the source of night ghosts to improve your cultivation. So what if you defeat Li Haomiao? You have become a demon."
Cang Bieli said firmly: "As long as I can defeat Li Haomiao, everything will be worth it."
Nie Feng smiled and looked at Cang Bier meaningfully.
"So, are you doing it for Mu Yan or to defeat Li Haomiao?"
...
On the other side, Yu Zhi stared at the figure in front of him.
Yu Zhi never thought that it would be her - Ling Ziyue.
The sight of Ling Ziyue was covered in black mist. Threads of black mist bound him like chains, Ling Ziyue's expression was equally ferocious, and sometimes showed a trace of pain.
This is a sign of being alienated by the source of night ghosts.
Why is Ling Ziyue like this?
Yu Zhi activated the green flames, and the green clouds surged and flew towards Ling Ziyue.
"Don't hurt her."
The flames like flowing clouds instantly suppressed the black mist, and after gradually swallowing it up, Ling Ziyue's expression calmed down.
Cangshan Mountain was closed. Ling Ziyue should be in Cangshan Mountain. Why was he contaminated by the source of night ghosts and turned into what he is now?
At the beginning, Yu Zhi sneaked into Cangshan and approached Canghuo through Ling Ziyue.
Yu Zhi looked at Ling Ziyue's current appearance and thought in his heart.
"It seems something really happened in Cangshan."
Swallowed by the green blue flames, the black mist disappeared little by little.
Fortunately, the source of night ghosts has not penetrated into the depths of Ling Ziyue's body. The green blue flames can swallow the source of night ghosts, and the black mist is naturally not a problem.
The moment Ling Ziyue fell, Yu Zhi stepped forward to support him.
In the haziness, Ling Ziyue only saw the young man's delicate face.
Yu Zhi took Ling Ziyue and rushed to Shenyin Pavilion.
There were still night ghosts on the road, but Yu Zhi didn't have too many entanglements and quickly got rid of these night ghosts.
As the sun rose, Yu Zhi had arrived at the foot of Shenyin Pavilion.
"I, Yu Zhi, would like to see the master of Shenyin Pavilion."
Yu Zhi's voice spread into the mountains.
Shenyin Pavilion has always had disciples patrolling the mountain, and soon several disciples came out of the mountain to guide Yu Zhi.
"This is Cangshan Ling Ziyue. I met a night ghost on the way. Please take good care of me."
"Don't worry, Mr. Yu. The saint is waiting for Mr. Yu in the pavilion. Mr. Yu can go up the mountain on his own."
"Good work."
Yu Zhi looked at the attic on the mountain. In just a moment, Yu Zhi appeared in the attic.
Goodbye Yan Yi, half a year has passed.
At this moment, Yan Yi was sitting in front of Yan Muyan's bed, holding Yan Muyan's hands tightly with both hands.
Yan Yi looked very haggard and was not in good spirits. She hasn't slept a wink these past few days.
How can Yan Yi now be as lively and agile as before?
For some reason, Yu Zhi felt a little distressed.
"You're here." Yan Yi said with dry lips.
Yu Zhi walked to Yan Yi and said, "What happened?"
Yan Yi looked at Yu Zhi and said, "My mother came back from serious injuries and fell into a coma without saying anything. Before, she and Uncle Nie went to Cangshan Mountain, and she ended up like this after she came back."
"That bastard Cang Bieli must have done something good." The woodcutter on the side said angrily.
"Boy, where is Li Haomiao? Only Li Haomiao can save the Pavilion Master now. There are still two days left. If he doesn't come out, he will wait to collect the Pavilion Master's body!"
Yu Zhi shook his head helplessly. He didn't know Li Haomiao's whereabouts.
Yu Zhi took a step forward and felt the coldness radiating from Yan Muyan's body.
He thought for a while and said: "I rescued Ling Ziyue from Cangshan on the way to Shenyin Pavilion. She was eroded by the source of night ghosts. I think all these changes must be related to night ghosts."
The woodcutter said anxiously: "What's the use of talking about this now? Saving the life of the pavilion master is the top priority now. If Cangshan really did it, Cangshan will be destroyed even if the Shenyin Pavilion's family fortune is sacrificed."
Yu Zhi knew that these people were worried about Yan Muyan.
"The coldness in her body... maybe I can do something about it."
The woodcutter looked at Yu Zhi and was stunned, and then said in disbelief: "What can you do if you are a seventh-level opener?"
The fisherman who had been silent until now said, "Do you really have any idea?"
Yu Zhi took a deep breath and nodded: "You can give it a try. The current situation can only be used as a living doctor."
Yan Yi looked at Yu Zhi and moved away.
"Yu Zhi, you must save her!"
Yan Yi had never been so solemn before, with incomparable desire in her clear eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll do my best."
For the source of night ghosts, the best restraint is the most yang and strong god like Biluo Qingyan.
The cold power in Yan Muyan's body also seemed to be contaminated with the source of night ghosts.
Yu Zhi thought he could give it a try.
Green flowing clouds flew out from Yu Zhi's chest and hovered over Yan Muyan.
Suddenly, a warm force rippled through the attic. Yan Muyan's frowning brows also showed signs of relief.
To other people, the blazing heat of Biluo Qingyan was not comfortable, but to the cold Yan Muyan, it was the complete opposite.
"Bi Luo Qing Yan?" The fisherman looked at the green flames in the sky.
"Is this thing still in your hands?"
The fisherman was also surprised that Cangshan did not take back the Biluo Qingyan.
This is a treasure. If the treasure of Shenyin Pavilion had been robbed, the whole pavilion would have gone out to seek revenge.
Yu Zhi used the "Fire Control Technique", and the Zhiyang power of Biluo Qingyan slowly flowed into Yan Muyan's body.
At first, the burning pain made Yan Muyan look miserable. The coldness and heat on his body were all the yin and yang power in the world, which was unbearable.
But as the yin and yang merged, the coldness and the heat merged, Yan Muyan's expression calmed down.
"It really works?" the woodcutter asked in surprise.
In just a few breaths, sweat was already pouring from Yu Zhi's head.
As soon as Biluo Qingyan came into contact with the coldness, Yu Zhi felt something strange.
Biluo Qingyan also felt extremely difficult when swallowing this cold power.
After a cup of tea, Yu Zhi's body was soaked with sweat.
The cold power in Yan Muyan's body has been reduced a lot, but Yu Zhi still can't completely swallow it.
Yu Zhi took back the Biluo Qingyan and said: "It's strange, the cold power in Pavilion Master Yan seems to be a mixture of many kinds of power, not just the source of night ghosts."
Biluo Qingyan was also gesticulating at the side, and then leaned against Yan Yi affectionately.
It also remembers Yan Yi.
It was the first person it saw in the Cangshan cave.
