After a long time, Bai Ze regained his composure, took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling Qi in his body, wiped away the blood and tears, and then stood up from the snow.
"Master, how do you feel?" Xiaoman asked with concern.
"It's okay." Bai Ze said with a heavy tone, "I didn't expect it. You have to rush here, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to destroy that guy's soul power and blood pupil."
"How could this demon's soul be so strong?" Xiaoman subconsciously looked at the long-dead demon, unable to believe that Bai Ze's powerful soul could actually be hurt by him.
"It's not him." Bai Ze's eyes darkened and he said: "Just now I used my soul power to enter the memory of this demon, and saw a figure. The soul power of that person was extremely terrifying, and he was able to revive in this demon's memory, possessing With independent consciousness, a pair of blood pupils directly countered me, and the soul power rushed into my soul sea, almost causing a catastrophe."
When Xiaoman heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
There are people who can release soul power in other people's memories. Such methods are simply unbelievable!
Bai Ze looked at the broken armor on the demon man and said: "It seems that Handan has indeed fallen. This time the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Yan Kingdom go to war, if the Yan Kingdom's cavalry are all such demons, even if Gu Mingyuan is the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid that It’s not an opponent, it’s going to cause big problems.”
"In that case, why don't you tell Gu Mingyuan the news?" Xiaoman said.
"It seems that it must be so." Bai Ze said, "Now it is certain that foreign races will intervene in the national war. With such a situation, the Immortal Sect cannot sit idly by and ignore it. A letter must be revised and sent to the Sword Holding Hall for Senior Brother Xue to consider what to do. deal with."
"There will be chaos in the north today." Xiaoman sighed.
"Elder brother sneaked into Handan, but no news has been released so far. I hope everything goes well and nothing happens." Bai Ze sighed.
Xiaoman naturally knew that the senior brother Bai Ze mentioned was not Yun Wanggui from Tianzhu Peak of Yunhai Xianmen, but Zhao Xin from Siwang Peak.
"Don't worry, Young Master." Xiaoman reassured him, "Elder brother went to Handan with Chu Yang, the 'Wanli Fengjiang' from Jixia Academy. Both of them are the leaders of swordsmanship in the North, so nothing will happen to them. "
"I hope so." Bai Ze said, suddenly thinking of something, he looked at Xiaoman, "Speaking of which, Ye Qiu told me that the three of them were known as the Three Swords of the North. I had never heard of this name before. Pass."
"Perhaps the poster named it himself." Xiaoman said with a smile, "To be honest with you, I have never heard of the name Three Swords of the North."
Bai Ze didn't know what to say for a moment and laughed dumbly.
This Ye Qiu did not follow the rules and acted in a way that could not be inferred by common sense.
"Speaking of which, the poster has already handed over the Blood Shadow Token to Young Master." Xiaoman looked at Bai Ze and said, "Seeing the Blood Shadow Token is like seeing the poster in person. In fact, there are many things that Young Master may not have to do personally. Blood Shadow Tower, It’s not like it can’t be used by the young master.”
"I understand the truth." Bai Ze said, "But with my cultivation level, Ye Qiu directly threw the Blood Shadow Order to me without even saying hello. How can those people in the Blood Shadow Building be convinced by me, the acting building owner? "
"It turns out that the young master is worried about this." Xiaoman laughed, "I thought that the young master thought that the Blood Shadow Studio was just an assassin organization and was unwilling to use the Blood Shadow Order to mobilize us."
"How could this be so?" Bai Ze said, "Ye Qiu must have had his considerations when handing over the Blood Shadow Order to me. But right now, asking me to take over the Blood Shadow Tower is too exaggerated."
"Young master, there is no need to worry." Xiaoman said, "With your talent in cultivation, you have been promoted to the fifth realm, but it has only happened in the past few years. When the time comes, your confidence will naturally become stronger."
"You think too highly of me." Bai Ze laughed dumbly.
"How could it be?" Xiaoman asked again, his eyes full of smiles, "Actually, there is another way to silence the big shots in the building, but I don't know if the young master is willing to do that."
"Tell me about it." Bai Ze said with a smile.
"Our Blood Shadow Studio is an assassin organization." Xiaoman said, "In the final analysis, the art of killing is the foundation for our survival. If you can pass the assassin test in the Blood Shadow Studio, you will naturally be able to convince everyone."
After that, he took out three classics and stuffed them into Bai Ze's arms. Without waiting for Bai Ze to say anything, he walked away and said, "It's snowing hard. Master, let's go back to the inn quickly. It's very cold outside."
As he spoke, he shrank his neck, looking very cold.
Bai Ze had no choice but to look at the three classics in his hand, one "Poison Sutra", one "Medicine Sutra", and one "Blood Shadow Killing Sutra". It seemed that they were the three major signboards of the Blood Shadow Tower, poisoning and detoxification. , killing techniques.
Bai Ze thought of the poison Xiaoman had given to the old man in gray. That kind of strange poison is so powerful that a master of the Five Realms cannot directly remove the poison and can only choose to suppress it with his own true energy.
It can be said that the death of the old man in gray was mostly Xiaoman's work.
"You little girl, you are walking so fast, are you afraid that I will reject you?" Bai Ze put the three classics into the ancient ring, looked at Xiao Man's retreating back, shook his head, and returned to the inn.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and climbed in through the window, so the innkeeper had no idea what they were doing in the latter half of the night.
Bai Ze and the others stayed in this dilapidated city for five days.
During this period, Bai Ze unexpectedly learned that there was Weicheng on the official road dozens of miles away. After checking the scroll that Xue Xing gave him, he found that there was a stronghold of the Sword Master Hall in Weicheng.
So five days later, when the heavy snow stopped for a while, Bai Ze drove the spirit boat and turned to Weicheng first. He handed the letter he had already written to the person in charge of Zhijiantang's stronghold here, and told him not to make any mistakes and to send it to Weicheng as soon as possible. The letter was delivered to Xue Xing.
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ze decided not to visit Gu Mingyuan in person. On the one hand, it wasted time, and on the other hand, he suspected that this move might completely expose his whereabouts going south and cause unnecessary trouble, so he asked the person in charge of the stronghold to send someone to inform the general of Zhou Zhuguo about the strange behavior of the Yan cavalry.
After arranging all this, Bai Ze set off immediately, avoiding the frontline area where the Great Zhou Dynasty and Yan State were in confrontation, and continued southward.
There is no need to say more about running all the way.
When the New Year was approaching, Bai Ze finally returned to his hometown and came to the southern region of Yan Kingdom.
This place holds so many memories for him.
When Liuzhuang first got a glimpse of the path to cultivation, Xie Xuan took him to introduce Qi into the body in the back mountain, open up the sea of suffering, and get acquainted with Master Liu and Yuan Fang. Later, when he entered Dushan Mountain for the second time, he got the Broken Sword without Edge, made a contract with Lu Hao, met Qinglin among the bones of the big snake in the Hot Spring Valley, and got the black and yellow dragon soul in the dragon cave.
Heyangcheng got acquainted with Muchen's brother and sister, met Yu Youwei, and met Tao Hongjing for the first time.
The demonic chaos in the southern region and the Battle of Weicheng were revealed overnight under the guidance of Grand Duke Zhao Dun. In the bloody battle at Hulao Pass, the names of Shen Mojun and Mu Suifeng who died alone and bravely are still etched in my heart.
Even now, when Bai Ze thinks of Xian Zhen, Li Tianxing, and that mysterious man, he still feels like a lump in his throat.
The horror of the demonic chaos, the dead returning from the underworld, and conquering all directions, these mysterious scenes are enough to leave a lasting impression on everyone who witnesses it.
Now that he was back in his hometown, Bai Ze had mixed feelings for a moment. Many thoughts came to his mind, making him sigh.
Baize crossed the southern region and returned to Liuzhuang.
The once cozy village had long been abandoned in the chaos. Withered weeds are everywhere, and the collapsed houses silently tell the story of the past.
Bai Ze returned to the village chief's house. The old tree in the courtyard was still there, but the stone table under the tree had long since fallen down and was buried in the dirt at the corners, full of vicissitudes of life.
Bai Ze looked at the square stone table in trance, as if he had gone back to the time when Xie Xuan and Liu Ling played chess on the stone table under the tree. At that time, he and Chen Yuanfang were practicing swordplay in the courtyard, and Caiyun, the little girl, was leaning on the fence and watching them. After they finished practicing their swordsmanship, they went to play with her in the back hill.
But now everyone is far apart and no one knows where they are.
Thinking of this, Bai Ze felt even more disappointed.
"Xiao Man, you are right. Time never stops for anyone as the dead are like this." Bai Ze said, suppressing the chaotic emotions in his heart, he looked towards the back hill of the village, where because of the cold winter, It is all withered and yellow, and the vitality of the past is gone.
Xiaoman didn't answer, just looked at Bai Ze silently, with a solemn expression.
Some people will always reminisce about the good times in the past and heal the pain along the way.
But some people don't even deserve to have the past.
"Come with me for a walk in the back mountains." Bai Ze said.
"Okay." Xiaoman nodded.
The two of them arrived at the back hill of Liuzhuang, one behind the other.
The clear pool at the foot of the mountain was full of water, and the extremely cold weather froze the waterfall. The cliff was covered with silver-white ice, like a glacier waterfall, reflecting the crystal halo under the snow-white sky.
Bai Ze looked up at the top of the mountain. There, Xie Xuan passed on to him the "Chun Yang Zhen Jing" and taught him another secret skill of the Sword Emperor lineage, asking to borrow a sword.
The first sword he picked up was this waterfall.
Jianyi came into being from this.
Bai Ze sat cross-legged at the bottom of the mountain facing the glacier waterfall, and then felt his first sword. This waterfall was frozen due to the bitter cold in the northern winter and is no longer as dynamic as it once was. But Bai Ze today is no longer the same person he was then.
Xiao Man quietly stayed with the sword cultivator in black.
She thought that Bai Ze would get up and leave after just a few moments. But he never expected that Bai Ze would sit there for three days and nights, gradually escaping into the clear sky, and the aura around him would exude a mysterious Taoist charm, which made the pretty woman secretly feel frightened.
Naturally, Xiao Man did not expect that Bai Ze would enter a state of enlightenment when he revisited his old place.
She didn't dare to disturb Bai Ze, so she just stayed by the young man in black, watching the stars come and go around the sky, and let the biting cold wind blow around the fields.
Two days later, an extremely cold sword energy began to emerge from Bai Ze's body, freezing Xiaoman's whole body to the point of freezing. He had to stay slightly away from the black-clothed sword cultivator, but still stayed by his side.
Another day, the Iron Curtain closed the sky and heavy snow fell.
Seeing the heavy snow flying in the sky and falling on the world, Xiaoman couldn't help but stretch out a white finger to catch a falling snowflake.
The snowflake only stayed on the woman's fingertips for a moment, then melted away, leaving only a vague chill on the white fingertips.
At this moment, the young man in black who had been sitting facing the glacier waterfall for several days quietly opened his eyes.
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