"The immortal road returns to the ruins, winding and twisting, like an endless fog."
“Only if your heart abides by the Tao can you obtain supreme rewards!”
"You are the heir to my legacy. I have taught you everything. You must walk alone in the future."
"Destiny is all part of the mortal world. You should leave the mountains and go to the bustling world to find a glimmer of hope..."
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In Northern Qi, that land of blooming flowers, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.
The snow as white as goose feathers fell one after another, gently covering the young man's body.
Qian Tu was wearing a black feather satin cloak. Although he was still young, he had an outstanding appearance. With sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a high bridge of nose, and lips as thin as cicada wings, he is an extraordinary knight in the world.
However, his eyes were eroded by endless fatigue, and covered with red blood, as if they were marked by the precipitation of time and the hardships of the world.
Many years ago, he embarked on this long and arduous journey, but now he is still alone, walking alone on the snowy official road.
When he was young, he embarked on the journey of cultivating immortality and seeking the Tao with high spirits, persistence and yearning.
He climbed mountains and traveled through dangerous roads, fearless of hardships, just to pursue a higher realm and a deeper path; but the trick of fate caused him to encounter endless ups and downs and setbacks.
His life is like a meandering river, constantly flowing forward through the years, but still unable to escape from the starting point.
The wind and snow became more and more fierce. Qian Tu slowly raised his hand, gently pulled his hood, narrowed his eyes and looked around, eager to find a shelter from the wind and snow.
However, the uninhabited ice and snow, the land covered with white snowflakes, is like a pure and flawless world.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but a pair of black boots crushed the ice and snow on the ground, but they still could not destroy this vast and lonely world.
Finally, on this land covered with snow, Qian Tu finally caught a glimpse of an inn hidden in the ice and snow.
Standing in front of the inn, Qian Tu looked up at the sign hanging on the lintel. However, it was almost blurred by the snow, and he could only barely make out a vague word '客'.
He stepped in, the soles of his feet stepping on the fluffy and thick snow, leaving crisp and rhythmic footsteps.
"Hey, sir, please come in. You may be freezing. Come and warm yourself up."
Oncoming was a woman in a coat and skirt. She had a charming face, holding an exquisite embroidered cattail leaf fan in her hand, and greeted Qian Tu warmly.
Although the inn is not vast, it is large enough to accommodate ten people.
As soon as Qian Tu came in, he immediately felt a warm wave of heat hitting his face.
I saw a blazing stove burning in the center of the inn, the flames were dancing, and the fragrant hot wine was boiling on the stove.
The woman obviously belonged to the shopkeeper. With a smile on her face, she asked gently: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"
The cold wind was biting, Qian Tu rubbed his frozen hands and replied calmly: "Let's have a bowl of soup first."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"
The shopkeeper left with a smile on his face, and winked at Qian Tu before leaving, with an elusive ambiguity.
Qian Tu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and ignored the ambiguous eyes.
After a while, the enchanting woman came out of the kitchen with a ladle of boiling soup. She handed one bowl to Qian Tu and placed the other bowl next to the stove to keep it warm.
"Your Majesty, here we come."
The woman's sweet voice is like honey, and her eyes are full of tender attachment.
Qian Tu took the bowl and took a sip. He suddenly felt something strange, which made him frown slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just looked up at the shopkeeper and asked softly, intentionally or unintentionally: "Shopkeeper, I want to go Lingcheng, how long will it take?"
The woman smiled, her eyes twinkling brightly, and then she laughed softly. She answered softly:
"Your Majesty, are you going to Lingcheng? That's far away. It will take about a month and a half anyway. But now that the mountain road is covered with snow, you can stay here for a few more days. It's not a bad idea to wait until the weather gets warmer before setting off. No, besides, I have special services here."
"Oh?" Qian Tu asked lightly, "What service?"
"Of course it's what men want to enjoy most." As she said this, she walked up behind Qian Tu, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and leaned close to his ears, saying softly, her breath condensing in the cold air. heat.
"I guess Sir, you are tired from traveling around, and maybe you haven't experienced the tenderness of a woman for a long time, right?" After she finished speaking, she gently licked Qian Tu's earlobe.
This move made Qian Tu feel disgusted, but he did not rush to make any response. Instead, he sneered, "It's really amazing. The boss lady does have a skill in this industry and has attracted a lot of businessmen, right?"
"Hahaha, I also want to live, but these businessmen are not as handsome and unrestrained as you, which is really exciting. I will do my best to let you experience unprecedented satisfaction and intoxication."
The woman smiled slyly, and her words and deeds unabashedly seduced Qian Tu. She walked straight in front of him, slowly sat on him, and wrapped her slender jade fingers around the young man's shoulders, teasing him constantly.
"Let's forget about this." Qian Tu said softly.
"Haha, how could you not want to? I have some unique skills." The woman slowly retracted her hand, lightly touched the tip of Qian Tu's nose with her index finger, and then slid it onto his chest.
However, at this moment, Qian Tu suddenly grabbed her hand tightly and said with a smile: "Yeah, then will I end up with the same fate as those merchants?"
When the woman heard this, her smile disappeared instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
However, in an instant, she regained her composure and said enchantingly: "Look at what you said, it seems like you are saying that this place is a black shop."
"Haha, your place is much scarier than a black shop." Qian Tu said lightly, and he seemed to have figured out something: "I guess your bowl of soup is made from human skulls, right?"
"You..." The woman's expression instantly turned frightened, her brows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness and suspicion.
"Who are you?" Her voice trembled, full of alertness.
"What do you think?"
Qian Tu said lightly, suddenly slapped the table, rose into the air, and punched her in the face like a tiger descending from a mountain.
That punch was like a thunderous force, smashing her beautiful and delicate facial features into disarray. However, strangely, no blood spattered on the spot, but she recovered quickly. Then the woman suddenly twisted her body, With quick and sharp movements, she covered her cheek that was shrouded in severe pain with her trembling hands. The corners of her eyes were red, and she stared at Qian Tu sharply. Anger burned in her heart like a blazing fire, and her emotions were churning.
"Are you actually a practitioner?"
she asked angrily and incredulously, her voice full of passion.
"So you just found out now?"
Qian Tu chuckled, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his smile.
"Unfortunately, it's too late now!" As soon as his voice fell, he turned his fingers into swords. In an instant, a sharp sword light flashed across the sky and pointed directly at the woman. It was dazzling and unstoppable.
The cold aura exuded by the sword light made the woman immediately nervous. Her eyes were fixed on the sword light, feeling that death was approaching.
The woman was as agile as a swallow, erratic like a phantom, narrowly dodging the fatal attack.
Then, she reached out and fired dozens of hidden weapons from her sleeves.
Those hidden weapons were as fast as lightning and contained strong demonic power, locking on the key acupuncture points all over Qian Tu's body.
Faced with the sudden and fierce offensive, Qian Tu did not panic. With a thought in his mind, he gathered the true energy flowing through the body's meridians into his Dantian. His figure was like lightning, and his wonderful Qinggong was vividly displayed.
He stepped lightly on the wall, his body was perpendicular to the ground, and he ran as fast as clouds and flowing water.
Behind Qian Tu, hidden weapons lined up in a row along his footsteps, making a dull "duh" sound.
Those hidden weapons penetrated the solid wooden wall, and the hole was quickly swallowed up by endless darkness. The poison then spread like a demon and spread rapidly.
Qian Tu frowned slightly and appeared behind the woman in a flash.
Taking this opportunity, he turned his fingers into a sword and pierced the woman's back coldly and mercilessly. With a dull "pop" sound, blood gurgled out from the wound, and red splashed quietly in the air.
A shrill scream came from the woman's mouth, and her body fell weakly to the ground. Blood mixed with tears poured out of her mouth, and her face was as pale as paper and became weak in an instant.
Resentment emerged in her eyes as she stared at Qian Tu. She gritted her teeth and cursed with all her heart:
"You can't kill me. I am the younger brother of the third head of the Blood Clothes Pavilion..."
Unfortunately, her words did not end well. Qian Tu waved his sword, and red blood gushed out from her neck like a fountain, and she fell to the ground helplessly, transforming into a snow-white hedgehog.
"What does it have to do with me!"
Qian Tu responded in a cold and biting tone. He looked down at the corpse that he had turned into a hedgehog with his own hands, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You will suffer for yourself, you should use this as a lesson."
"Woooooooo..."
At this moment, there was a sound of struggling in the kitchen.
