Snow falls on the ground and the cold wind howls.
On the white steep mountain path, two figures suddenly emerged from the frost and snow swords and climbed up the steps.
There was a man and a woman coming. The man was wearing ink, holding an umbrella, carrying a sword on his shoulder, and wearing a gray mink fur coat. His waist was straight and his back was straight. His feet seemed to be rising and falling slowly, but his figure swayed slightly and he was already three or two feet away.
As for the woman, she was dressed like a Miao woman, covered in silver ornaments and many rings that were jingling like wind chimes. Her pace was also extremely fast, bringing out bursts of fragrant wind wherever she passed.
The two are naturally Li Muchan and the Heavenly Lady of Paradise.
Now that the demon sect is advancing eastward, catastrophe is about to occur. The leader of the demon sect has erected a "green jade wand" on the "Golden Summit of Emei".
This staff is the status symbol of the leader of the Demonic Path, and is also the "treasure of the Demonic Cult". It was introduced from the West by the founder of the Demonic Cult, and has been passed down from generation to generation by every leader of the Demonic Cult.
If this staff comes out, all the demons will kowtow.
If you have this staff in your hand, you can make people from the demonic sect come to worship you, including three mountains, five mountains, seven caves and nine secluded places.
Compared with the Blue Dragon Society, the power of the Demon Cult is equally ancient. People like Dao Twelve were dormant in the Central Plains, waiting for the opportunity. Some even stayed anonymous for decades. What's more, they might even have started a family, established a sect, or established a sect.
No matter how they change, they will never change their identity as disciples of the Demon Cult.
This staff is to command these demons who are dormant in all directions. If they don't come, it means apostasy. When the demons advance eastward, no one will be left behind.
Li Muchan was already going up the mountain. Frost and snow were flying along the way, and the mountain road was slippery and narrow. On one side of the cliff, a biting cold wind blew against the current, like a steel knife scraping bones, and the sting was unbearable.
Along the way, you can still see some signs of fighting.
Who would have thought that the head of the Emei Sword Sect, which was once so famous in the world, would now be killed, the gate lost, and the remaining disciples all fled to death. Only a few people were left, together with Huashan, Kongtong and other four factions gathered together and survived by luck.
The two of them were speechless all the way, and their emotions went away very quickly.
But when he arrived at the "Yuye Spring", Li Muchan found a person sitting on a large bluestone next to the mouth of the spring.
A handsome young man with bright clothes and a beaded crown, and a face like a crown of jade.
This man was full of energy and grace, with an exquisite sword hanging on the jade belt around his waist, and the scabbard was studded with pearls and precious stones.
But this man did not draw his sword, but was sharpening it, lowering his head to sharpen a three-inch flying knife.
The spring water gurgled between the rocks on the side, and there was actually warmth spreading in the ice and snow.
The young man was scrubbing the blade of the sword that had been polished with silver light. Behind him lay the corpses of two Demon Cult disciples, both of whom had been killed with a single blow.
Seeing the flying knives, Li Muchan and Paradise Girl both stared at each other. After all, the famous flying knives in this world are a bit unusual, especially the one with the biggest reputation. Everyone has to be afraid and moved. One or two.
Fortunately, this person's surname is obviously not Li, nor Ye, nor Xiao.
But since he dares to explore the base camp of the Demon Cult alone, it is enough to prove that he is a master.
Li Muchan didn't stop, and said softly without any smoke in his mouth: "Get out of here!"
The young man raised his head with a smile, his blue shirt swaying in the wind. He looked at Li Muchan with interest, and his eyes brightened: "Hey, wait for a big fish."
Although he was smiling, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the flying knife in his hand suddenly disappeared.
Looking carefully again, Li Muchan already had a ray of light in front of him.
It's a pity that this inch of light neither killed anyone nor hurt the enemy, but was blocked by a section of the umbrella handle.
Li Muchan moved the umbrella handle away from his face expressionlessly, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.
But he saw that the sword light was followed closely by the sword light.
This man raised his hand and held up a set of fast swords. The sword light moved swiftly and continuously, blocking the wind and snow in the sky from the force of the sword.
Seeing the fierce and sharp sword in his hand, Li Muchan moved around, said softly, "Hey", and suddenly said: "It turns out to be the third young master of the Ding family."
The goddess of bliss reacted: "Is he Ding Lingzhong?"
"So what," the young man's smile remained unchanged, and his sword became more fierce: "Are you the Ghost Master? You must accept your fate."
It turns out that this man is Ding Linglin's cousin and Ye Kai's half-brother. He was born to the former "Baiyun Fairy" Ding Baiyun and Bai Baiyu, and has exchanged identities with Lu Xiaojia since childhood.
And this Ding Baiyun was one of the masterminds who teamed up with Ma Kongqun, the master of the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall", to design the assassination of Bai Baiyu in "Meihua An".
As Li Muchan walked around, a phantom appeared around him: "Aren't you going to retire from the world? Why are you still out here fooling around?"
Ding Lingzhong stabbed the sword ten times in a row, but the sword failed. He was shocked and suspicious in his heart.
Li Muchan suddenly raised his chin: "Mr. Ding, take a look around."
When Ding Lingzhong heard the sound and took a look, his face suddenly darkened, but he saw several figures of different heights standing in the wind and snow on all sides. They were obviously men and horses of the Demon Sect.
Ding Lingzhong rolled his eyes and spat: "Bah, what kind of ghost master? Bullying the few with more is nothing. If you have the ability, let's fight alone."
"There will be a chance." Li Muchan smiled, turned to the demon sect members and said, "Entertain him well."
After that, without looking at Ding Lingzhong, who looked ugly, he took the Paradise Girl and walked away.
"Li Muchan, don't run away, you are not a hero," Ding Lingzhong was furious from behind, but he soon changed his tone, "Forget it, I'll run away."
But this person came here to inquire about information.
The goddess of bliss glanced somewhere behind her: "Ding Lingzhong is not the only one coming."
Li Muchan said casually: "It's probably some half-dead old bone. After all, this person has a special status. It's not surprising that his mother suddenly jumped out."
"Ding Baiyun?" Paradise Girl was stunned, "That is the most ruthless and poisonous woman in the world."
The reason why she said this was because this person cut off the other person's head after Bai Tianyu's death and used it for drinking. Not only was he cruel to others, but he was even more cruel to himself. He also cut dozens of knives on his pretty face. His life was worse than death, and he suffered from hatred day and night.
Li Muchan said calmly: "In the end, Yu was a great hero in the daytime, but in the end, I'm afraid he never dreamed that he, who is invincible in the world, would die without a burial place because of his romantic affairs. Moreover, he also underestimated this woman in the world."
The goddess of bliss gave her a flirtatious look and teased: "I heard that the young master is already married to the leader of the Money Gang. Now that you are with me, are you not afraid of becoming the next Bai Baiyu? After all, women are the most jealous beings."
Li Muchan glanced at her and showed a creepy smile: "Then you have to be careful, because you might be the first to die. No, if you fall into her hands, you won't die, you will only live worse. die."
The goddess of paradise's smile froze. Thinking of the domineering power and unfathomable martial arts displayed by Shangguan Xiaoxian in the inn that day, she couldn't help showing a look of deep fear on her face.
"My Gu King has been fed hundreds of poisons since she was a child. One bite is so poisonous that it can knock down four to five hundred powerful men in the world, and they will definitely die. She is actually still alive and well. It is really amazing."
"It's very powerful." Li Muchan did not deny what the Paradise Lady said, but his eyes darkened, "However, I have already found a tomb for her, and sooner or later there must be an end."
The two of them walked a little further while talking and walking.
The top of Mount Emei is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Summit, followed by the Golden Summit, and then the Thousand Buddhas Summit.
The higher you go, the more people you see along the way.
These people were meditating on the snow. Some were dressed in Central Plains clothes, and some were dressed in exotic clothes outside the Great Wall. Some were Hu people, some were Yi women, some were blond and blue-eyed, some had peach cheeks and snow-skinned skin, and some were as black as carbon, with protruding foreheads and wide mouths. Kunlun slaves, each one looks weirder and rarer than the last.
Seeing the two of them, a group of people looked sideways.
"The young master is finally here!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from the wind and snow.
On top of a stone Buddha, an old lama in red clothes opened his eyes in trance. He was the great elder of the Demon Sect.
As soon as this man opened his mouth, all the demons who were surrounding him were all excited.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The snow is too heavy, so there were many delays on the way here."
The great elder jumped down from the top of the Buddha with his hands behind his back, and said gently: "It's okay, the demons haven't arrived yet, it's still early, I just want to bring the young master to meet with the members of the holy sect, and discuss the matter of marching eastward, young master. please!"
Seeing the great elder being so polite, Li Muchan couldn't help but sigh a lot. It was no accident that this person was a veteran of the Demon Sect for three dynasties and had such a powerful position today.
As the group went up further, they saw more demon disciples on the side of the mountain road.
And the higher up, the momentum of these people becomes more and more powerful. Each of them either has a long and deep inner breath, or has a tall and strong body, and has extremely advanced external martial arts.
The Great Elder said from the side: "These are just the vanguards marching eastward. There are still tens of thousands of demon disciples coming from the west."
Li Muchan's eyelids twitched: "Tens of thousands?"
The Great Elder nodded and responded: "Yes, this time we will wash away the shame and bring peace to the Central Plains."
(End of chapter)
