In April, spring is deep and summer is shallow, and there is still a lingering coldness in the southwest with high mountains and lofty mountains. When I was walking in the morning, the wind was still howling, and white air came out of my nose when I breathed out. But when the sun rose, the dazzling sunlight hit my head and face, and it was like a knife constantly grazing my skin. If it were an ordinary person, my cheeks would Layers of sunburned skin flakes curled up early in the morning.
Su Qingxue's current cultivation level is not yet at the level of self-contained heaven and earth. She has been wearing the stars and the moon all the way, eating in the wind and sleeping in the open. Gradually, it becomes too much for her, and Feijian gradually falls behind others.
He began to have regrets again. It would have been better if he had not been so light when he made the decision. The days after entering Kunlun were completely different from what he had originally imagined. Just the coursework of the external professors was very different from what he had studied at Tianshan Snow. The categories were wide and difficult, and the competitive pressure of the elimination system also made him accustomed to it. He is quite uncomfortable with the undisciplined life.
But the paradox is that contrary to his procrastination in schoolwork, and for some unknown reason, the realm that has been slowly rising for many years has inexplicably improved by leaps and bounds, breaking through the foundation building in one fell swoop. At first, he was uneasy but also a little lucky, because he had attracted so much attention. Some peaks from the inner sect even extended an olive branch to him in advance, and the senior brothers and sisters who taught him from the outer sect analyzed the situation of each peak for him. , In fact, judging from his temperament, a place like Jianfeng, where all the elites of Kunlun are gathered together, is not a good choice, but he has never been the kind of person who takes decisions at will.
Even though he himself is lazy, there is always a voice reminding him that he should not be content with the status quo even if his revenge has not been avenged. In addition, many times he himself did not want to admit it, but the title of Jianfeng "Kunlun's No. 1 Peak" did evoke deep in his heart the nostalgia for the days when Tianshan Snow was noble and privileged.
As he wished, when he first entered Jianfeng, he did have a brilliance that attracted everyone's attention. Elder Yu, who had reached the stage of becoming a god, deigned to personally accept him as his disciple. He had not yet formed an elixir, but he was already qualified. Enter the Sword House to choose your own flying sword and practice sword flying in a specific airspace.
But the short-lived vanity quickly dissipated like smoke. He soon discovered that Jianfeng's coursework was even several times heavier than that of the outer sect, and most of them were summed up in the past thousand years, which he had never heard of before. The senior brothers and sisters around him are all talented, and their enthusiasm for studying and practicing is no less than that of the outer sects who are eliminated fiercely. He is a person who is easily affected by the external environment, and messing up his homework again and again makes him sensitive by nature. He often felt that he couldn't lift his head, so that familiar feeling of anxiety returned to him.
Fortunately, his new "master" was not a harsh person. When faced with his academic difficulties, he just smiled kindly and said he would just work harder next time. He also generously gave him spiritual herbs and elixirs every time. After several times of fighting for him to get various opportunities and rare trials, everyone in Jianfeng knew that this real person had high hopes for his new disciple.
Even though a senior sister with seniority had secretly told him in private that he had chosen the wrong "camp", although this real person was an elder of Jianfeng, he also held a high-level position in the Sixth Hall. Some people in the upper echelons of Jianfeng already suspected that he was From Jinmu Yuanjun's faction, the current peak leader of Jian Peak is Zhenjun Hengwu. It is not a smart choice to seek refuge under the enemy's camp. But Su Qingxue thought it was not that serious? Political struggle should be far away from him, a young monk in the foundation-building period.
But this time, he still had some complaints about the trial arranged for him by his "master". Go to a small village under the jurisdiction of Huafan City on the southwest border to investigate an outbreak of an epidemic that only occurred among ordinary people. Apart from the hard work on the road, what kind of exercise can I get from this trip? What's more, Kunlun and Huafan City are thousands of miles apart. Although he can wield a sword, the distance is far away, and the spiritual power in his Dantian alone cannot be used up at all.
But he was not good at rejecting others, so he had no choice but to come.
"Axue, what's wrong with you?" The female swordsman who noticed him from the front quickly turned around and hurried back to him.
Su Qingxue held her knees with both hands and kept breathing heavily. Her small face had been sunburned so that her cheeks were red, and her temple hair was stuck to the side of her face with sweat. He tried to straighten his waist.
"No...it's okay. Senior sister, you don't have to worry about me...I will follow you later..."
"How can that be done?" The female swordsman frowned, "We are a team and we won't let anyone fall behind."
Other sword cultivators also turned around and came back. Some male cultivators were not as gentle as the female cultivator, and they spoke straightforwardly.
"How long has it been since he flew before he can't survive?"
"That's right, where is this?"
The female cultivator glared at them and said, "Junior brother Su has just established the foundation. It's already remarkable that he can follow us with a sword and fly such a long distance. It's thousands of miles from Kunlun to Huafan City, so you senior brothers can Can't you understand him?"
"So I said, only those in the Golden Core stage are qualified to go out on missions. Children who are just building foundations should not join in the fun!" The leading male cultivator muttered.
Su Qingxue lowered her head in shame, but the female cultivator next to him raised her voice to fight back on his behalf, "Junior brother Su has Tianshui spiritual roots. He was admitted by Jianfeng from the outer sect in less than half a year. The fifteen-year-old Zhuji Monk. You are so arrogant, but would you rather tell me what you were like when you were his age?"
"You..." The male cultivator was at a loss for words, and finally waved his sleeves impatiently, "Okay, okay, okay, I can't compare to your sharp teeth, so I won't argue with you, okay? You women like it anyway. He has such a delicate skin and tender flesh. If you are afraid that he will bump into you, you are right no matter what!"
The female cultivator was so angry that she almost rolled up her sleeves and rushed to fight with him. Su Qingxue managed to hold her back, "I'm so useless. Don't quarrel because of me..."
"It's good to know——" The male cultivator deliberately prolonged his tone, as if he was worried that the world would not be in chaos.
The female cultivator blushed and was so angry that she walked away from Su Qingxue, "Axue, you are right! I don't want to teach him a lesson today..."
There was a lot of excitement at the scene, but most of the others were not surprised. The young junior who was so talented that he was admitted in advance by Jianfeng despite the exception of the rules. He was originally a very talented person and attracted attention, but what was waiting for him was the rumor that this young genius was dull in his studies. Jianfeng has always had a complex of admiration for the strong. , some people were just curious about him at the beginning, but gradually turned into contempt and disdain.
However, Su Qingxue's appearance is very eye-catching, which makes many female cultivators prefer him. You must know that since Kunlun changed the academy system back to a seated teacher system 150 years ago, more and more women can enter Jianfeng. The less they have, the more likely they are to encounter "more monks and less rice" at the age when young people are ready to take action, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. Many male cultivators gradually began to make sarcastic remarks against Su Qingxue. The female cultivators who couldn't stand it would stand up and retaliate, which made the male cultivators even more angry. In the end, they would always lead to a full-on martial arts show between men and women.
After going back and forth like this many times, some people will inevitably lament, "How can Jianfeng recruit talents?" It’s simply inviting trouble!
"Okay!" There was a sudden shout from behind, and the leading male cultivator descended from the sky with a flying sword, "Junior Brother Su is accompanying me this time on the wish of Master Qingxu. If anyone has any objections, why not tell him in person! "
His words seemed to be more majestic than the others. The male cultivators who had been eloquent and sophistical just now all shut up this time, and each of them remained silent for a long time.
Su Qingxue murmured, "Senior Brother Zhong..."
Zhong Ziqi patted him on the shoulder. He slowly looked around the crowd and said loudly: "Junior Brother Su's spiritual roots, talent and age are all here. He has real talent and learning. It's not easy for us to fight against those without talent." The unscrupulous people have achieved a staged victory, why should they start internal strife at this time and make people laugh at it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the faint ringing of eaves bells floated from high in the sky from far to near. Everyone present was attracted to look up - they saw a luxuriously decorated cloud car flying far above them. The light of the gems inlaid on the car wall could dazzle people from half a mile away. Eye.
Along the way, they saw this ostentatious cloud car more than once. It was a coincidence that someone happened to be returning to his hometown with an illness at this juncture, and he would definitely have to pass through Huafan City at the border of the two states. Their routes would most likely overlap.
"It's her again! Why is she always there?"
The female cultivator who just wanted to stand up for Su Qingxue turned angrily. This time her disgust aroused the recognition of the whole team. Zhong Ziqi perfectly completed a conflict transfer——
"In the past, when I thought about someone like her entering Kunlun and holding the title of head disciple, I was so disgusted that she was about to die and go home. It's so damned that I still have to go with her all the way. !”
"Oh, it's okay, we are generous people, just treat her as if she is carrying a coffin back to her hometown, nothing to worry about!"
"The road to hell is long. Is she wearing enough clothes? If not, I can burn some for her now!"
The harsh words quickly made people laugh, and the atmosphere between the men and women was filled with joy, as if the little disagreement just now had not happened.
Su Qingxue was caught in the middle and could only laugh awkwardly with them.
He probably knew that the "she" mentioned by this senior brother and sister should be Ziguang Zhenren from Wangyue Peak. He had seen her once before entering Kunlun. Over the snowy forest at dawn, a group of monks wielding swords were circling around them. It was the first time in his life that he had seen so many high-level monks. One of them The female cultivator with slightly curly hair and clear facial contours directed them to carry out the aftermath work in an orderly manner. He was surprised that her realm was not much higher than others, but she seemed to be the leader of this group of high-level monks. Observed twice more.
Later, the Southern Jin branch was thoroughly investigated and the disciple selection was reopened. After he was selected in the primary election, he heard that those people were all selected by the Kunlun Inner Sect, and that beautiful and distinctive female cultivator was Their boss, a high-ranking official in Kunlun, and most of the primary candidates who were supplemented at that time, were very grateful to her and called them Qingtian alive. Therefore, his first impression of Ziguang Zhenren was actually not bad.
But I didn't expect that after entering Jianfeng, I found that Ziguang Zhenren had a lot of bad reviews. Jianfeng simply rebelled against her to the point of being crazy. No matter what the occasion, whether it was related to her or not, there would always be one or two voices that would force "Purple Light" into the topic. If there were some senior brothers and sisters who usually If you perform abnormally in a competition, people around you will laugh and say, "The way you draw your sword is as beautiful as Ziguang." Or if you fail in a quiz, someone will say, "Isn't your subject taught by Ziguang?"; even more exaggerated. Even when the guys were tired from sword practice and sat on the edge of the cliff to watch the sunset, the topic didn't change twice, "When I saw the slightly purple glow, I thought of purple light. When I thought of purple light, I thought of purple light." Haixi, in the first half of last year, Ziguang evacuated heroically in the battle with Haixi and was gloriously wounded. He was successfully promoted to the rank of Minister of the Sixth Hall with zero kills. He is worthy of being the leader of Xuanhuang's disciples and a role model for me in Kunlun..." Then Everyone held hands and laughed together, and the friendship between teachers and brothers was sublimated in the laughter.
He was very puzzled about what heinous crime Ziguang had committed, so he asked his senior sisters, who he had a good relationship with in private, to ask. Those senior sisters who were usually gentle and gentle to him all gritted their teeth, as if Ziguang had slaughtered eight generations of their family's ancestors. generally
"Why should a vase with no strength be the leader of Emperor Xuan's disciples? Damn 'political considerations'. When our Emperor Xuan opened the sky with a sword and shocked the world, he didn't know where to put it in Zhuzhou to play in the mud! Above, Some people are really shameless and will do whatever it takes to gain power, and her existence is an insult to Emperor Xuan!!"
"You still insist on going to Haixi when you don't recognize your own strength. In the end, you can't even make a single move, and you are frightened by the battlefield and run back in despair. Emperor Xuan conquered all the wastelands, and Jiuzhou came to Kunlun and Junzhou. I kicked the sign of the sick man of Xiuzhou into pieces, only to be picked up by this kind of person!"
"Furthermore, the world often has stereotypes about female cultivators. This woman is simply a typical example of the prejudice in their hearts. Sisters work hard to practice, but in the end, they may be ridiculed because she brings us together. We don't hate her. Who is disgusting?!"
"..."
He just felt dizzy after hearing the abuse. In the end, the clearest impression in his mind was... It turned out that the Shangqing Lord had a really high status in everyone's hearts.
In this way, according to such an exciting statement, it seems to have some truth.
The high-level monks at Jianfeng never seemed to express their opinions on Ziguang's attack in the words of the young people under him. He thought that everyone in Jianfeng was united until news came from Wangyue Peak that Ziguang was terminally ill. On the festival day, he received an invitation from his senior sisters to have a feast, but was locked up in the cave by his "master" Qingxu Zhenren and was not allowed to go out. That day, the "Master", who had always been gentle, elegant, upright and self-sufficient, poured himself a glass of wine for the first time. The cheers on the other side of the mountain and the red light of the bonfire were faintly visible, and he sighed deeply:
"What they hate is Zi Guang herself? What they hate is that things are not the same as they used to be! There is no Zi Guang, there is also blue light, red light and white light. She is just a target set up for everyone to attack in the struggle between the two forces."
But Su Qingxue didn't understand what he heard, and after being called "Male version of Ziguang" maliciously behind his back several times, when he heard these two words, he reflexively felt as if he had been stabbed. .
However, she is as proud as Jianfeng. Earlier, most people could only talk about her behind her back. Due to the fact that half of the Presbyterian Church stood behind her, few people dared to confront her head-on due to their own path. It is said that Senior Brother Zhong Ziqi and several fellow seniors once blocked her in front of the Law Enforcement Hall, which resulted in punishment from the Presbyterian Council. As a result, he gained some prestige among the seniors at the same level as Jianfeng. Some time ago, he and several senior brothers and sisters planned a "big event", which was said to be related to Ziguang. Although his realm has not risen and he has not made any achievements, his position has been slightly promoted by one level, and he has a faint sword peak. The attitude of a disciple and a little leader.
The cloud car passed over their heads and quickly disappeared into the distance, leaving only a long white cloud trail. The people on the car never seemed to notice the few small dots below her.
Zhong Ziqi clapped his hands, "Everyone, let's continue on our way. I just checked and found that Huafan City is only over two hundred miles away from us. If we hurry up, we should be able to arrive before dark!"
Then he turned to Su Qingxue and said softly: "Junior brother Su, just ride with me and share the same sword. It won't be a big deal if I take you with me."
Su Qingxue said she didn't dare several times, but Zhong Ziqi persisted. He had no choice but to hold Zhong Ziqi's extended hand and use his strength to jump behind his flying sword.
"You'd better hold me tight, otherwise your balance will be unstable and it will be bad if you fall!" Zhong Ziqi turned to tell him.
Su Qingxue bit her lip, feeling a little awkward, but after all, they were two grown men, and it seemed that a hug would be okay. Finally, she tentatively put her arms around his waist, but she didn't expect that the other party suddenly clasped her hands. Moving forward, he was caught off guard, and his front body directly pressed against the opponent's back.
"Tighten it tight, I can fly very fast." There seemed to be a smile in the other party's voice, and the flying sword seemed to fly out of the string, and indeed it rushed towards the team that had been advancing for a long time at extremely fast speed.
In the howling wind, Su Qingxue heard Zhong Ziqi in front of him ask loudly: "Hey, let me ask you, have you ever been to the bamboo forest in the back mountain at midnight?"
He felt inexplicable, "Back to senior brother, I've been meditating all night!"
The person in front seemed to smile and stopped talking to him. But Su Qingxue didn't know what was wrong. She only felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what made him not feel that something was wrong.
The wind is blowing and the red sun is setting in the west.
In the evening, they were indeed about to arrive at Huafan City. Su Qingxue was a little uneasy, "Senior Brother Zhong, I...I heard that Huafan City is the territory of the Mo family. They have been here for tens of thousands of years and have always been very difficult to mess with..."
Anyway, when he became the head of Tian Shanxue, the Mo family was already a huge family divided into one party, and it was also one of the families that took the lead in disobeying orders. His Mahayana period and one vote of senior elders in the sect couldn't do anything to them back then, let alone now...
Zhong Ziqi laughed and was about to explain to him, but he didn't expect that the senior sister who was very close to them had already preempted him, "Hahaha, junior brother, what old antique did you listen to? The Mo family did not exist more than a thousand years ago. !”
He was stunned and found it a bit unbelievable. In his impression, although the Mo family was not the most prosperous family in Junzhou, they made a lot of profits from trade because the city site was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it was a strategic point between the two continents. , and its people are famous for being cunning and unscrupulous. Even though Junzhou has changed hands several times over the past ten thousand years, Hua Fancheng and the Mo family have never fallen.
But he didn't expect that one day, he would hear the news of the Mo family's fall from the mouths of future generations so easily.
Someone at the front shouted "We're here". He looked up and was stunned in surprise - he saw Hua Fan City's fortress-like fortress towering into the sky, but half of it was cut off from the diagonal corners, and the edges were cut off. Smooth and smooth, as if a god had casually cut off half of the clay sculpture with a knife. This funny shape contains a terrifying power.
The surrounding brothers and sisters all stopped flying swords, clasped their hands together, some chanted something, and some bowed again and again. The senior sister on the side pulled him, "Quick! This is a rare opportunity. This is one of the few Kaitian Sword Intention ruins left on the Junzhou Continent. If you have anything to ask for God's blessing from the Master, hurry up and grant it now!"
Su Qingxue couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Is this the work of... the head of the company?"
"Otherwise?" Senior Sister said as she closed her eyes and bowed, "Who can use this sword that has never been seen before or since, except our master? I suggest you read "The Legend of Lord Shangqing" several times in detail when you have time. "If you don't have it, I'll lend it to you..."
Su Qingxue was in a trance and couldn't hear what she was saying. He stared blankly at the half-cut city wall. Under the sky filled with burning clouds, the incomplete magnificence struck his heart. No matter how bad it is, he was once in the Mahayana stage, so he naturally knows better than anyone else how powerful and terrifying this sword would be if it really existed.
At this moment, he finally felt personally how much everyone in Kunlun respected Emperor Xuan... But it was really hard to imagine that the evil disciple who was pierced through the chest by his sword on a rainy night still had the strength to climb out of the mire. , as a human again, he can no longer reach the height of that person.
Because they had been delayed outside the city for a while, it was already nightfall when the Jianfeng team entered the city.
Su Qingxue had never really been to Huafan City in her entire life. Before she had time to take a closer look at the city's scenery, the disciples of the Kunlun Southwest Branch had already quickly led them to the lobby of the Southwest Branch located on the former site of Mojiabao in the city. Inside.
"Seniors, please rest for a while," the disciples from the branch enthusiastically served them tea and water. This man was at least in the late stage of foundation building, but his attitude was completely low.
Su Qingxue was a little frightened now when she received the tea that he bent over and handed to her with both hands, and she was even more surprised in her heart. Kunlun really should not be underestimated, not even an ordinary outer disciple.
Zhong Ziqi frowned and asked dissatisfiedly: "Where are your principals? Why haven't you seen any of them?"
"Returning to the seniors, the principals have just been busy cleaning up Zi Guang Zhenren Ye Yan, who came earlier. The real person is weak, so everyone escorted her to the mansion where she is staying. At this time, it is estimated that there is still half a stick of incense before she can come back one after another. ."
The Jianfeng team never expected that they would meet Ziguang on a narrow road. Seeing that they could return to their hometown after crossing this city, she would actually go out of her way to rest by the border?
The impatient swordsman immediately expressed his dissatisfaction——
"What a joke!"
"Why is it always her?"
"Is it over yet?"
"..."
Zhong Ziqi slapped his sword directly on the desk, "Please clarify the priority. We are here to investigate, and she is just a passerby! Can you afford to delay the case of the inner sect because of her?" !”
But no matter how hard the Jianfeng team went, the branch disciples just laughed and said some unhelpful remarks. No matter how annoyed the Jianfeng disciples were, they couldn't do anything serious. What's more, their mission this time was just to investigate and take samples, and they had no official status. He has no position, and although the Southwest Branch is an outer sect, it is still an organization within the Kunlun official system. If he really provokes people and causes trouble, he is afraid that he will be punished after returning. As a disciple of Jianfeng, he is protected by his masters. Damn, this group of elite seedlings don't care, but Tiangang's martial arts performance is about to happen, and Hengwu Yuanjun is still out on an expedition. If they are caught by the political affairs hall, it will cause huge trouble.
In the end, they were noisy and dragged on until late at night. Only then did a branch director arrive late. The first thing he said when they met was, "It's late. Let's take a rest for the night and discuss it tomorrow."
Then, without waiting for others to speak, he called to the branch disciples who came over and asked him to take a group of people to the vacant room that had been packed. He turned around and evacuated as if someone was in a hurry.
The collective anger of the Jianfeng team has reached its peak.
"How far is Suhe Villa from the main city of Huafan City?" On the way back to the guest room, the female swordsman who was obviously holding back her anger said stiffly and grabbed the branch disciple who was leading the way.
The poor branch disciple stumbled and was almost dragged away. He said in a panic: "It's not far, it's just fifty miles to the east from the city. But now there's an epidemic in that place, and more than 300 households in Zhuangzi have died. The lockdown has been in place for more than half a month now.”
"The situation has reached such a serious level, how can you still be in the mood to party and have fun?!" The female cultivator's anger was obviously in direct opposition to the previous branch's behavior of collectively exposing them to Ziguang.
"Oh, you are so wronging us!" The disciple complained endlessly, "It's not that we can't cure it, it's just that this epidemic is too weird. Apart from sealing off Suhe Village and evacuating the residents within ten miles, we really have nothing to do. The chief had no choice but to ask the inner sect for help."
The female cultivator snorted coldly, turned around and left with her sword in hand without even looking at him.
Zhong Ziqi called after her, "Yishan! Where are you going?"
"Go to Suhe Village! Now!" The female cultivator said expressionlessly, "How long will it take just to take a sample? Be quick and I will be on my way back to Kunlun tomorrow!!"
As he spoke, the flying sword on the sole of his foot took the person to the sky in the blink of an eye. The branch disciples were shocked and hurriedly went to take out the jade slip to contact his immediate superior, but they didn't expect a stream of spiritual power to hit his face, leaving him unprepared. He couldn't avoid it, but he was tied tightly by the fairy rope with just one move.
"Zhiyong, what are you doing?!"
Zhong Ziqi always knew that Yishan was reckless, although deep down he actually felt that her simply leaving would only show Jianfeng's arrogant nature. However, he was now promoted to squad leader and had great responsibilities, so he had to pretend to chase her out, but he never expected to turn around. When I saw that my own people were fighting among themselves first, their heads were about to burst.
"Ziqi, actually I think Yishan is right this time." The full name of the sword cultivator named Zhiyong in Zhong Ziqi's mouth was Li Zhiyong. The male sword cultivator who met all the way said, "Anyway, you have seen the attitude of the Southwest Branch. They only recognize realm and backer. Ziguang can live in a separate mansion, but we only have a few guest rooms. Are we doing things according to orders?" Do they care?"
His words, coupled with the previous female cultivator's determination, successfully incited many people in the Jianfeng team, and everyone was excited.
"Why should a dignified Jianfeng sword cultivator suffer from the snobbery of such a snobbish person who can't stand up to the table? We don't have to live in this shabby house!!"
"It's just that they don't want to see us, and we don't even look down on them!"
"Ziqi, let's go! It's better to be a girl like Yishan than any other big men!"
After all, Zhong Ziqi still has little experience. As the leader of a small group, he can easily be led astray by the opinions of his subordinates.
Li Zhiyong continued to say indignantly: "Besides, after all, more than 600 human lives are at stake. Every day the epidemic in Suhe Village is not cured, it threatens the lives of the people in the surrounding villages and even the entire Huafan City. Let's act faster. Yifeng’s schedule for developing symptomatic drugs has been moved earlier, to save the lives of the people and benefit the Taoist heart, Ziqi!”
Zhong Ziqi looked hesitant, "Then...Junior Brother Su is young after all. He stays here, and we can go take a look first..."
"Sooner or later, the Immortal Binding Rope will use up all his spiritual power. If he is captured by the Southwest Branch, it will be even more troublesome!" Li Zhiyong rarely considered Su Qingxue for a moment, and other people in the team were willing to make suggestions when they saw this. , "At worst, you can take him for another ride. After the sampling is over, we will go back to Kunlun directly!"
Senior sister Yishan, who had always protected him, was not here now. How could Su Qingxue dare to do anything special? Although she was so tired that she fell asleep after two or three days, she could only cheer up at this time, "Senior brother, I'm fine. Keep up, keep up!”
Now there seems to be no obstructive voice, and the collective boiling will is like an arrow on the string that has to be fired.
Zhong Ziqi hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
It was deep in the middle of the night, and the flowing clouds covered the last waning moon and the stars in the sky. At first, there were scattered lights on the ground, but as we got further and further away from the inner city, there was only darkness in the sky.
The fifty-mile journey only took half an hour to fly, and soon the Jianfeng team saw a small patch of faint light on the distant land and a gray-purple mist swirling around the light source.
According to Kunlun's ranging instrument, Suhe Village has arrived.
"Junzhou Fengwu Zhi" records that Suhe Village is directly affiliated with Huafan City, but the village was established much longer than Huafan City. Legend has it that the Mo family that once dominated one area originated from here, because the largest river in the southwest The Su River, a tributary of Lan, is named after it flows here. It was once prosperous, with a population of tens of thousands. Later, Emperor Xuan destroyed the Mo family and established the southwest branch. Suhe Village gradually declined, and wealthy households moved out in large numbers, so that no one cared about it and became unknown.
About half a month ago, a fatal disaster suddenly broke out in this ancient village that had been lonely for a long time. First, a spring thunder set the mountain forest at the south end of the village on fire. The village chief led the brave men in the village to put out the fire, but The fire was not saved, but the person who put out the fire was lost.
"They were not burned to death, nor were they choked to death by the smoke..." The person who luckily did not die on the spot described as he lay dying on the bed, "Many people started to have wounds on their faces that looked like they had been burned by a branding iron before they even got close to the fire. Immediately after the burn wounds, they began to vomit, and suddenly they vomited out a large pool of blood, and then the person fell down and was completely gone..."
And this survivor did not escape the shadow of death. When he died, he was covered in blisters, and the bed was stained with blood and pus.
And this disaster has just begun. The next day, the fire in the mountain forest was still burning, and no one dared to come near it. The wind brought a lot of smoke and dust produced by the burning. The children curiously reached out and started to play with it, and the farming in the fields was busy. The farmers and peasant women were all disgraced, and some of the smoke drifted into the wells and into the bowls of the people who were eating in the yard... On that day, villagers throughout the village began to suffer from dizziness, diarrhea, and vomiting. In some severe cases, the skin becomes red and ulcerated, as if it has been thrown into a flame without temperature and color. Everyone began to panic, and the barefoot doctor was helpless. Those who could still run ran desperately to the outside of the village to seek help from the monks in Huafan City. As they came and went, there were countless casualties in Suhe Villa, with children and the elderly being the first to let go. In this world, parents and children are crying and burying their loved ones. When they are digging the earth, they suddenly fall to the ground and gather with the deceased under the spring.
However, the monks who had high hopes were unable to find out the cause of death, let alone find a countermeasure. Even the elixir could not save the person's life. In just one or two days, Suhe Village became a mass grave with corpses scattered everywhere.
Seven days after the incident, Suhe Village was completely helpless. A continuous spring rain came and the fire in the forest was under control. However, at the same time, villages and towns downstream of the Suhe River soon began to suffer from similar symptoms. The disaster began to expand uncontrollably.
According to the report from the Southwest Branch, they had no choice but to urgently evacuate all the settlements in the lower reaches of the Suhe River. The three leaders of the late Jindan stage personally set up a barrier and sealed off the entire Suhe Village, waiting for rescue from the inner gate of Kunlun.
Zhong Ziqi stopped his flying sword in the night sky and signaled everyone to stop moving forward. He was surprised and said: "My consciousness seems to be unable to enter that purple mist. Do any of you have a similar situation?"
"It's probably because the barrier is blocked, so it's not a problem if the spiritual consciousness can't enter." Li Zhiyong answered before everyone.
"This...it's better to be cautious..." Zhong Ziqi pondered.
"It's not necessary. This is just an ordinary overseas sampling. Didn't the above table of the Southwest Branch make it very clear that the disease is only contagious among ordinary people and will not affect monks." Li Zhiyong said with an obvious expression. Not caring.
"It's natural. A monk's yin is short and his yang is long, and he is immune to all diseases. If there is any disease that even monks can catch, the seniors in the god transformation stage of the Medical Peak would have sealed off this hundred-mile radius." Others also Couldn't help but agree.
Zhong Ziqi was about to speak when he suddenly felt the fabric of his clothes being tugged behind him. He turned around and saw Su Qingxue, who was sharing the sword with him, shaking her head gently at him with a pale face.
Don't go, can you not go in?
Even his invincible consciousness was like a mud cow entering the sea when it touched the barrier. It was not blocked at all, but was dissolved the moment it entered, as if it had never existed. This was an extremely terrifying thing for Su Qingxue, who had always relied on the capital left over from his previous life.
But for a moment, he didn't know how to explain it to Zhong Ziqi, and could only pray that they wouldn't fall into the tiger's den so easily.
He seemed lucky, because Zhong Ziqi actually hesitated, "But I still feel..."
"Help!" A shrill cry broke through the quiet night.
Everyone turned around and saw a figure wielding a sword flashing past quickly in the purple mist, followed by a huge and ferocious shadow chasing after him.
"What was that just now..." someone said in surprise.
"It's Yishan!" Li Zhiyong shouted urgently, "Go and save people quickly!!!"
With that said, he took the lead and rushed into the mist with his flying sword. Jianfeng has always been brave. Everyone has grown up together as brothers and sisters. Moreover, Yishan is the only girl in the team. Someone was immediately taken by Li Zhiyong. My head felt hot and I rushed in.
The herd effect is difficult to overcome, especially when everything happens in an instant and without warning, people's thinking is more likely to be carried away. Zhong Ziqi was not able to stop it in time and effectively. Instead, he watched his teammates disappear into the purple mist one by one. He knew that this was reckless, but the wavering thoughts were still fiercely competing in his mind.
Why has Ziguang been ridiculed by the crowd for so long? He felt that it was because she ran away from battle a year ago and ignored her fellow disciples. This shows that such behavior in Jianfeng is the most contemptible, and as the squad leader, he should set an example at this time——
"Brother, don't -" Su Qingxue shouted in horror, but it was too late. The flying sword was like a shooting star, taking him and Zhong Ziqi into the purple mist. The next moment, they felt their bodies were heavy and they lost support at their feet. , with the world spinning, they fell down without any resistance.
This is a height of nearly ten feet. Even if the monk is no longer a mortal body, this fall is enough to cause serious injury in an instant without any protective measures.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Su Qingxue struggled to wake up. He coughed up a mouthful of blood in agony. He felt that all his internal organs had shifted. The severe pain all over his body made him burst into tears. He didn't know how many ribs were broken.
"Senior brother? Senior brother?" He tried to call Zhong Ziqi, but when he touched his elbow, he touched a ball of soft flesh. When he lowered his head and looked closely, he realized that Zhong Ziqi was underneath him. No wonder he was still building a foundation. After such a fatal fall, he was still able to consciously support himself until he woke up. It turned out that someone had made a backrest.
But Zhong Ziqi was not as lucky as him. He suffered a double blow and now he could only breathe weakly. He was already unconscious.
Su Qingxue had no way to save him, nor could she heal herself. All their supplies were in the Qiankun Bag. The Qiankun Bag could only be opened with her own consciousness and spiritual power, but the problem was that no matter how Su Qingxue endured it, Severe Pain tried to use the two, but found that he was just like an ordinary person, unable to feel the flow of spiritual power in his body, and unable to look inside his Dantian and Lingtai.
He was extremely frightened, with chills running down his spine. The last time he was so desperate was when he was just reincarnated. As soon as he closed and opened his eyes, he found that his cultivation and sect were all gone, and the world had passed. millennium.
"How could it be possible...how could it be possible..." Su Qingxue wiped away her tears with trembling hands while forcing herself to look at the surrounding environment. Through the faint gray-purple mist, she could only see dimly. Loess, withered vines, deserted villages... this is probably Suhe Village. It is indeed as completely deserted as described in the description of the southwest distribution. And the purple mist and light source originally came from the fire that had not been extinguished in the mountain forest in front of the oblique front. It has been spreading from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. Cover the entire village.
More than both of them who come in, but also other brothers and sisters. He must find them to have a line of vitality.
He gritted his teeth and began to call for help in the most stupid way. The sound of his voice was echoing in the silent village. This seems to be really effective. he.
"Help-" He seemed to grab the felling water in the last straw, climbed away from the body of Zhong Ziqi, climbed towards the increasingly taller shadow, "Brother rescue ..."
The second half of the help of the help was stuck in his throat, and his whole person was suddenly stiff in place because he saw the true appearance of the shadow.
The protruding beak, the dense scales, the long -mopped snake tail, and the joints of joint anti -curved limbs ... are quietly staring at his eyes with a pale golden red color.
This is not a "brother" at all, it is not even an individual.
"Lingyu ... magic dye ..." Su Qingxue was incredible.
The mausoleum fish that smelled the blood slowly opened the large mouth of the blood basin. The sharp tip of the inside was standing like an arrow cluster, and the hind limbs were squatting to accumulate power. It jumped into Su Qingxue.
The smelly and warm blood splashed his face with his face. It was an instant split out of the first separation of Lingyu's body. The moment when the head and the huge body fell to the ground, countless cracks spread, and instantly It turned into two piles of vague flesh.
The beautiful and very distinctive female practiced fell slowly from the half of the air. Her skirt was like a cloud, and her long hair was like a cloud.
That's ... Ziguang live
In the purple fog, more and more shadows are approaching. Their calls are like weeping. The sharpness seems to be scraped on the eardrum and in the center of the surrounding circle. .
……No! Don't think, it's really erected! It seems that there is something invisible to suck the little sweat on his skin. He squeezed his hair on his head blankly, and he heard a crackling sound during the period, just like holding a comb in winter, combing his hair, He raised his hair and suddenly snored, his fingertips were as paralyzed, and he seemed to see the little Mars that flashed through the friction of his sleeves and hair.
Then, suddenly the eyes were lit-
Electric light falls like rain, each of which is accompanied by a deafening explosion. It is so densely connected, as if to shake the heart and lungs of people, the ground underneath is bombed, and the loess crusher splashes into the air in the air in the air. One after another, it became a scorched soil. This is like a natural punishment, and even the painful hiss of Lingyu's pain have become small and difficult to hear. Their bodies were full of flammable fats. As long as a thunder fell on them, they would immediately rise up and they will rise immediately. The fire was finally turned into a scorching corpse, and the burning shadow of the fire twisted in the fire.
Su Qingxue suddenly witnessed the purgatory on the world, and she almost curled up on the ground under the fear. In the past and present, he has seen more than once in the past and present, and even participated in person, but did not seem like that, as if the gods were reduced. Although there is no electric light that can hit him, it seems that there is an invisible enchantment around him to help him avoid this terrible electric shock, but there are still countless electric light burst in front of his eyes. It seems to be trying to impact this. Enchantment. For a while, he didn't even dare to determine whether all the people manipulated all of this over his head had or not to include it in the range of slaughter.
its not right! !
He collapsed, didn't he say that Ziguang's real people were sick?
... No, even no matter what else, isn't she a Yuan infantile period? But the posture of this enlarged move is that he may not be able to release it easily!
After touched the half -scent of incense, it seemed to flow from the fingertips in a lifetime of life and death. This continuous large -scale destruction came to an end. The wind was spreading, the corpses on the ground were all over the field, and the scorched smell of people had tears in tears. The land of the entire Luohezhuang was turned over again. It was originally a deserted village, and now it is completely ruined.
"Is there a way to use spiritual power?"
The clear female voice suddenly rang from her head, Su Qingxue stunned reflected, and finally shook her head honestly. Suddenly he felt the power of pushing upwards, and raised his face.
Rong Tong looked at the little face of this pear blossom with rain, and he was so embarrassed that it was the little suprem in the sweet pet text. He was so embarrassed, and the face was the largest as the Korean drama Rouguang specially opened.
"Open your mouth."
Su Qingxue was forced to swallow a pill, and the elixir became a warm current as soon as he entered the mouth, which instantly cured the bruises on his body and recovered physical strength. He finally got up from the ground. Throw it into his arms.
"Go to the brothers who are looking for you.
After speaking, Rong Tong would not live on the died of these sword -peak disciples on the ground, but slowly rising.
"Two, is it enough to observe it secretly?" She twisted her neck and raised her.
Su Qingxue, who was working hard to move Zhong Ziqi, looked at her direction in surprise. I saw the emptyness of Luohezhuang. Where is anyone?
Rong Tong laughed, "Don't think that when you use God, you will be foolproof. Do you need me to repeat your" heaven and seamless "plan?"
No one still appeared, so she cleared her throat and sank the sound. "Are everyone coming in?"
Then pinch the sound thin, "Well, come in all."
"This time, there is nothing to lose, and no one is still ... how about Ziguang?"
"There is a teleportation array in her mansion, which is the handwriting of the elderly and the elderly of the gods. "
"Do a good job of sweeping the tail, and confirm it again.
"No problem, all 'evidence' has been ready in advance, and the entire Southwest branch will be our" evidence '. "
"..."
"Ziguang is here ... strange she has no recruitment? Can she still use spiritual power?"
"... No, where is this magic virus in the ointment? We have been deceived! Why?!"
"There is no way to make a message to Kunlun in this damn place, let's hide it first!"
Two flying swords suddenly broke the air, and Rong Tong's ripples in front of the enchantment rose to the ground. Obviously, there were long preparations. "Dang" and "Dang" twice, the echo was long and shocked. Cracks appeared. Rong Tong immediately removed the enchantment, and the splash sword air instantly penetrated her, but it was just a virtual shadow. The acceleration of He Ying Feihong was enough to let her disappear in the eyes of the enemy hiding in the dark.
This area was silent again, leaving only Su Qingxue and the Zhongzi period of lying on the corpse.
In the next moment, Su Qingxue's stunned things happened. I saw two familiar figures who were born in shape and suspended from not far away.
"Sister Yishan ... Brother Zhiyong ..." He couldn't say.
In the past, the sister who had always maintained his maintenance and the brother who always raised his nose with his nose and raised his nose. A pool of chills.
There is no way to show up. The two hiding positions are too far away and have always communicated with consciousness. Since Ziguang can intercept their consciousness information, it means that they have been exposed. Continue this way, she will only let her know of more.
At this time, the direction of the night breeze suddenly changed, and their faces were stunned, and they were separated instantly. The wind blade was overwhelming in the next moment, wrapped in the momentum of sweeping thousands of horses. Once again facing the blade of the wind, they stepped on the Longbu, and each time they seem to be dangerous, they cleverly avoided dense offensives, and they were tacitly like an old partner who had cooperated for many years.
"Well, if you don't let go of a ruthless words, you are doing it. This is the excellent literacy of a villain."
At the end of the wind blade, Rong Tong couldn't help applauding them.
"Old, I before you-" Li Zhiyong shouted to Yi Shan loudly, and then he really accelerated, blocking in front of Eshan, and sword light flying, blocking most of the wind blade attacks.
And when he temporarily received a safe area of a safe area, he condensed and gathered. The middle finger index finger brought together. Her right hand was painted with a flying sword as a round heart. In the moment, a row of flying swords appeared. Li Zhiyong waved a blade and turned to retreat, and he came against him. It was the sword that tears the air to return to the Zong. The posture of breaking through the sword with the sword seemed to have the ability to get over the level.
This is what the Kunlun Jianfeng elite should have. It is brave and good. Even if you are trapped in adversity, there is no panic, and you will always have the will and strength of defeat.
Pity……
"It's over, I advise you not to struggle."
A cold voice suddenly sounded behind the two -person group of Jianfeng. In fact, they couldn't struggle at all. Two bundles of clues had tied them tightly.
Wan Jian returned to the front of the army in front of him, and the brightness of the Zong Zong immediately lost the brightness, and it fell to the ground from high altitude.
Rong Tong accepted the wind blade slightly, and this fierce battle was ended like thousands of troops.
"I can't beat them both, why are you shooting?"
"If you hit this village again, you will disappear," the piano noodles dragged two trapped tightly dumplings to Rong Tong, "Do you remember that you will come here to find something here to find something ?”
Wow, can you not fight like this? Her micro -exercise has improved, okay? She came two months ago, and this village has been blown into the sky!
Rong Tong shrugged, "But what exactly do these two people want to do? I am also curious!"
She looked at these two new captives. "It sounds like a unlucky cannon fodder in your plan?"
The two captives refused to answer all the questions and were silent.
Rong Tong did not continue to ask more, but just looked at it, and suddenly he found out with both hands and dragged one thing on the neck of the neck.
This dragging is not tight. The two people instantly fell like a sand bag filled with sand. Fortunately, the piano eyes quickly performed floating spells.
"This is the reason for everyone. Only the two of you are not stiff?" Rong Tong dumped the two tags of the black ravioli hanging on the finger.
The moment of the eyes of the two changed.
Haoqin took the two tags, and after closing her eyes closed, she opened her eyes in confusion. "The amount of spiritual power on it is very small. Most of them are just ordinary graphite with high purity."
graphite? Is the graphite used to make a pencil?
This has touched the blind spot of Rong Tong's knowledge point.
She always felt that there seemed to be a ridiculous and similar image in her mind.
"This time you are really impulsive, and you blame me without thinking." Hangqin shook his head, "If you know that this place can make the monk's spiritual power fail, we should not rashly break in."
"Yeah, but no one knows, the weirdness of Zhuangzi has no effect on us."
Baoqin and her two pairs, they all realized that their lives became more and more confusing.
"What about these two people?" Silently, Haoqin spoke again. If the future is uncertain, pay attention to the present.
"For so long, pit on both sides, the people behind it are not easy. It is impossible to pry out something directly from their mouths." They do not know too much about this ordered executors, but they are always better than that they are not better. After finishing, they throw them into a 100,000 mountains and cure their bodies with their way. "
Holding the piano dragged them down, Rong Tong landed slowly.
And Su Qingxue, who had repeatedly weighing for a long time, finally greeted the courage and greeted him, "Sorry, seniors ... that, I'm ..."
"Now, after the remaining few brothers remaining, they will tell them that they must withdraw all from Luohezhuang." Rong Tong floated forward with the ground, and he ordered his head. Leave the southwest at the fastest speed. The person who wants your life is still in Kunlun. I guess they will not explain to you the ins and outs of this conspiracy, you will die unknown first. If you are smarter, go for yourself and find yourself A backer, or is willing to keep you temporarily keep you as a weapon to deal with some people. "
She drifted into a dilapidated ancestral hall, and she finally stopped, behind the panting Su Qingxue who was running for her.
"I remind you that you are the only one who sees my true strength here now. What should I say and say that I should not weigh clear." She whispered, "I forgot to tell you, I feed you the one you eat The ban on the elixir is the one dedicated to the assassin. Once some key information is triggered, what is the end ... You can weigh it yourself. "
"I ... the juniors understood ..." Su Qingxue lowered his head, and he suddenly remembered the unbearable words that the brothers and sisters said to Ziguang on the way, worrying that Ziguang may hear all of them. Senior ... that ... really sorry ... "
Rong Tong waved his hand, and she always thought that the disappointment in her mouth was actually a manifestation of counseling. There was a kind of early touching it offline. After staying at the political storm center where the conspiracy was frequent, she was It doesn't matter, dare to hide behind people Beeping Lai Lai can hurt her?
Furthermore, she has more important things to be busy--
Su Qingxue seemed to hear a sullen noise in the place where the feet were deep, and then a small soil bag was arched in front of them. To her hand.
It was a copper -made square box, which was already glowing with a light blue color, obviously the age. The box is sealed. There is a symbol of the Tianxian Di branch as a password lock. Rong Tong pursed his mouth, picked his fingers, and pulled out a new arrangement. Just listening to it, the bronze box was automatically opened.
The original silk fabric in the box was already decaying, and the quiet lying on it was a white jade.
She raised Yu Jian, and easily invaded the consciousness.
Everything is very smooth.
After about the kung fu of tea, she opened her eyes and took a deep breath.
She was wrong, and it was too outrageous.
In "Sinic", a family in the southwest was a Mo family. In the era of the snow in heaven, he attacked Shangqingjun. At the beginning of the text, they had become a powerful force in the party. In order to ensure the prosperity of the family generation, they strictly screen each newborn in the family. If there is no spirit root, they will be directly abandoned. In the first fifty years of the schedule at the beginning of the text, the Mo family abandoned a newborn. The child grew up in the volatile, and he learned the magic method. Later During this period, he also took the blood of the family he had abandoned at that time. In the corpse, he sat in the high position of his owner. The word "Feng Qing".
However, at this timeline, Mo Shi was destroyed by the Xuanhuang eight hundred years ago as he passed to the seventy -two generation more than a thousand years ago. , According to the book records, the family biography of the family in the book records is clearly clear in the world -drawn of the world.
Mo's 98th generation Sun: Mo Ci
Pingshi: Feng Qingqing
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