Shen Yu had already determined that Zhang Xujing and himself had the same reason for being pursued by that person. .
As for the owner of the gun, Shen Yu has already speculated that three thousand years ago, the only person who had the ability to block the deduction and layout of Master Taixuan was the palace master on Cangqiong Mountain, and he was the palace that merged with the way of heaven. host.
A large part of what Shen Yu has done over the years is to determine what kind of existence the palace master is now.
Because he is too powerful.
First of all, the academy definitely knows the identity of the master of the Cangqiong Mountain Temple. The dean also visited once. After that, there was very little news about the dean.
Master Dao Yan also went there. After his battle with the palace master, he chose to agree to the hundred-year agreement with Song Nu in Qingdi City.
The strongest practitioners in the world have all been to Cang Qiong Mountain, and then each made different choices.
Shen Yu knew that with his current state, it was impossible to reach the top of the mountain.
Therefore, he chose to endure it and first find out the origins of the three immortal treasures.
Unfortunately, many things have changed now. Qingxuan Sword was born first, Zhang Xujing died, and then Lingyin Temple provoked a sea of blood to invade the spiritual wilderness.
The storm will come again.
In the past, Shen Yu wouldn't be too worried, but now, he is too weak.
He looked at his hands and was silent for a long time.
The slender fingers have an inexplicably shocking power.
Like a magical flower, it has an intoxicating aura.
Practitioners yearn for perfection, so many of the younger generation disciples of Dao Sect are extremely handsome, and the women are even more beautiful.
Because this is in line with the outline of the innate Taoist body.
As for Shen Yu, she was very pretty, but her face was like a perfect sculpture that no one could find a single flaw in.
The hands were like warm jade, but now they have become a little crooked, a little messy, and not slender enough.
After resting in Jianfeng for half a year, the situation was only slightly better. At this rate, it would take hundreds of years for him to completely repair the damage to his body.
Shen Yu's face showed a trace of depression for the first time, an emotion that rarely appeared.
Of course, he rarely had any emotions.
Back then, he had chopped most of the monks in Lingyin Temple with one sword. How could they be like now, being fettered by a guy who died thousands of years ago.
He thought of the spiritual treasures on Fenbao Cliff and asked, "After you, is there anyone else who has obtained the flying sword from Fenbao Cliff?"
Yang Liu said: "No."
Shen Yu was silent for a while and said, "Let's go."
Yuansheng Temple is not on Feilai Peak, but on a remote solitary peak. It is very cold. Most of the peaks are hardy pine trees. It doesn’t look very nice. Mainly because it is too monotonous and it took too long to look at it. It's always a bit boring.
Shen Yu and Yang Liu stood at the foot of the peak and could already feel the cold wind coming from the front.
Yuansheng Temple is the most strict place among the four halls, and ordinary disciples are strictly prohibited from entering and exiting at will.
However, their identities are not ordinary disciples.
Yang Liu thought about the rules of this place and said, "Do you want to tell Uncle Dao Fan?"
Dao Fan is in charge of the general affairs of Yuan Temple and is very close to the two of them. If you want to get in here, all you need is a word from him.
"No need to look for him."
Shen Yu led Yang Liu towards the peak. Instead of following the mountain path, he walked directly into the pine forest.
There were gusts of cold wind blowing the branches, and there were many sparse shadows. He was indeed very familiar with this place. Although there were no roads and there were thick pine needles everywhere he looked, he could easily find the direction. Soon he came to a cliff on the mountain peak and found a cave.
The temperature here is even colder than at the bottom of the peak. If you are not a practitioner, you will probably need very thick clothes to withstand the cold.
Yang Liu followed him into the cave and found that there was nothing inside. It must have been abandoned for many years.
There was a stone wall in the deepest part of the cave. She reached out and touched it.
It turned out that there were bursts of water vapor on the surface, which was extremely cold. Yang Liu was surprised to find that this cold wall was actually made of ten thousand years of cold jade.
There was a restriction attached to the stone wall. Shen Yu waved his hand to remove it and led her to continue walking inside, passing through several narrow stone cracks and entering a dark passage.
The deeper you go into the passage, the lower and colder the temperature becomes, and the frost on the stone walls becomes thicker and thicker.
I don't know how long it took, but the passage finally reached the end, where it was a cliff.
In front of the cliff is an abyss, or a large hole leading to the ground. A ray of skylight falls from a very high place and illuminates the bottom of the hole.
A huge pot lid like a mountain lay quietly at the bottom of the cave.
The skylight illuminated, and what came into view was a young man wearing a gray gown. He had a slightly awkward beard at the corners of his mouth. At the same time, he was carrying a huge pot lid behind his back.
Shen Yu floated down with Yangliu.
The boy's eyes widened, full of excitement and a trace of long-lost relief.
"She is Feilaifeng Willow, and it is Bai Zhe."
Shen Yu introduced them.
The young man said, "Oh, I've seen him before."
Yang Liu saluted seriously.
Bai Zhe first opened his mouth to say hello to Shen Yu, but seemed to think of something again and hurriedly covered his mouth, his eyes rolling.
Shen Yu glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the prison.
It's also very cold in the prison, and the air is very dry.
The smell emanating from the cells on both sides of the passage was terrifying.
Some of these prisoners are terrifying demons, some are demons from the demon realm, and some are evil cultivators with hands stained with blood.
With Yang Liu's temperament, she should be very curious about the stories of these prisoners, and maybe she would like to find an opportunity to come over and try the sword. But today, for some unknown reason, she didn't even look at the cells.
"What is locked in this cell is Jian Lu, Master Shouxu's junior brother. You should call him your uncle."
Shen Yu found that Yang Liu didn't respond, turned around and saw that she was thinking about something and was in a trance.
"What's wrong?"
"No... I just suddenly felt that the guy just now looked like a turtle."
Yang Liu woke up, looked at him and asked seriously.
Shen Yu thought for a while and said, "It was originally a turtle."
Yang Liu groaned, and then said in disbelief: "Shen Yu, are you telling me that the person responsible for guarding the most mysterious Taoist prison in the Taoist sect is a turtle?"
Shen Yu thought for a while and replied seriously: "Yes, to be precise, it is a little turtle that has lived for fifteen hundred years."
"Fifteen hundred years, it's still a little turtle? Then doesn't it live longer than the spirit carp at Feilai Peak? How about I take it to Feilai Peak to raise it?"
Yang Liu said: "There are cats, fish, turtles, and an old yellow dog. Feilai Peak is much more lively."
"Why do you have such thoughts?"
"A flash of inspiration."
"besides."
"I heard that drinking Bastard Soup can lead to a long life."
…
The two talked casually and came to a hall deep in the prison.
The floor of the hall is paved with bluestone, and there are lights around it. It is much brighter and warmer than other places in the prison.
There is a passage to the right of the two people, which leads to the very depths under the light of the lights, and there is a cell at the end.
The passage and the outside of the room were filled with extremely eerie sword energy.
Feeling those qi forces, Yang Liu's expression changed slightly and she glanced at him subconsciously.
"That guy didn't learn the essence. He just liked to doodle everywhere."
Shen Yu took her towards the room at the end of the passage.
When he came here a few years ago, he only glanced at that room and did not go there.
Because he didn't want to see the scene in that house.
Since it was Zhang Xujing's original sword energy, it naturally unlocked itself as he stepped into it.
It didn't take long
, he and Yang Liu walked to the house, pushed the door open and entered.
The room was well-furnished, with a stone bed, a table, various daily utensils, a spiritual spring, and even a few flying swords flashing with sword light.
There is only one room like this in Dao Prison.
Yang Liu looked at the white bones on the bed and already guessed who was once imprisoned here.
It’s just that the patriarch has been dead for three thousand years, why are there still bones?
Shen Yu walked to the bed and found that the skeletal body seemed to be somewhat mutilated.
"I see."
In the entire Taoist sect, he and Zhang Xujing had the deepest understanding of swordsmanship.
Shen Yu looked at the white bones quietly, as if he had seen many scenes.
In this isolated room, Zhang Xujing practiced silently, using the sword energy accumulated over countless years to continuously temper his body, or to put it another way, using those flying swords to hurt himself, thereby alleviating the pain in his heart. .
Then, for countless years, his body had been riddled with holes from sword energy.
How much pain the physical body can bear means how much pain that person was enduring in his heart.
All this pain, now that I think about it, has turned into hatred.
Yang Liu couldn't understand the meaning in front of him, but he saw a hint of sadness in Shen Yu's eyes.
There are more speculations about the identity of this white skeleton, whether it is the founder of the sect or a certain senior sword cultivator who is sitting here.
But Shen Yu seemed to know him, but Yang Liu knew that there were some things she shouldn't ask, so she chose to remain silent. .
Returned to Feilai Peak.
Shen Yu saw Su Mo standing in front of the bamboo forest, looking at him with a smile.
Thinking of this gentle and jade-like man who had accomplished something, Shen Yu smiled for the first time, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, long time no see."
The woman on the other side also smiled like a flower.
The sky at Feilai Peak instantly became bright, and a light breeze blew in, blowing the clothes of the three people.
The most casual brothers of the younger generation of Daozong gathered together again like this.
Su Mo looked at the restrained man in front of him and praised sincerely: "My junior brother's cultivation has improved further. Perhaps you should have moved up one spot on the Lingyun Ranking."
Shen Yu said lightly: "No, two."
Su Mo thought for a while, then sighed and said, "It turns out that you are already the number one in the world among the younger generation."
