North of Xuanyuan, there is a secret place in the valley.
The poisonous miasma spread and the swamp gas rose. The two entangled and merged, forming a thick gray and black cloud with a radius of dozens of miles, shrouding the valley. There is no life in the valley, not a blade of grass grows, and the sun has not seen the light of day for thousands of years.
Suddenly there was a roar, the fog sea rippled, and then a giant light pillar fell from the sky. The spiritual pressure was majestic and the brilliance was dazzling. It penetrated the dense clouds, leaving a hole of dozens of feet.
After a few breaths, the spiritual light disappeared and the beam of light dispersed into nothingness. A woman appeared, about thirty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, embroidered with purple bamboo, half-rolled Taoist bun, and green silk like a waterfall.
His big sleeves moved slightly, and a purple ball floated into the air. After a slight pause, it shot through the air like an arrow from a string.
Lifting his feet and stepping lightly, one step fell, and lotuses grew in the sky. In just a few steps, he was already more than ten miles away. Along the way, lotus shadows curled up, disappearing as soon as they were born. The Taoist nun's clothes were flying, like a fairy left behind in the world.
The clouds and mist rolled and merged into one in a moment, the sunlight was cut off, and the valley returned to its former silence.
North Liangshan.
After flying for more than a hundred miles, Yuan Qing and others suddenly stopped, but they finally saw the two Dan-Jie stage brothers again. The two stood quietly in the void: Zhao Wen looked calm, while Wei Jizhu looked proud.
Wei Jizhu raised his head, scanned the crowd with his peripheral vision, and said with a click of his tongue: "How slow."
Zhao Wen flicked out ten golden lights with his fingers and fell into everyone's hands. It turned out to be a small sword with golden light. It was neither gold nor jade, with runes engraved on it. It was exquisite and complicated. At the same time, his spiritual mind transmitted a message: "This is the Ten Ultimate Killing Formation. I have marked the location of the battle on the map, all you need to do is follow the order and stab the magic sword, and then inject magic power into it."
At this time, a timid voice sounded, but it was Wei Shan who asked cautiously: "Senior, senior brother, what should I do?"
The little girl was empty-handed and quite at a loss.
Zhao Wen glanced at her, said "alive" lightly, then took out a celadon vial and threw it to everyone.
"Although monsters in the pill-forming stage have no spiritual power, their five senses are keen, especially the sense of smell. They can detect the slightest smell within a hundred miles. The bottle is a beast-like pill. Within six hours of taking it, the smell all over the body will be muddy. Like a wild beast, with the help of concealment, there should be no danger."
Yuan Qing poured out a pill and saw that the pill was like a longan, with a grayish-yellow color and a faint pungent smell. I raised my head and took it. There was nothing unusual at first, but after a while, a faint fishy smell came out. He frowned and couldn't help but hold his breath.
After everyone took the elixir, Zhao Wen took back the vial and whispered "action". Then he moved, turned into a faint black shadow, and fled forward at low altitude.
The Mighty Pearl smiled and fell into the forest. Together with the spiritual light on its body, it sank directly into the giant tree and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Although the others felt strange when they saw this, they did not hesitate much, each cast their spells and scattered away.
Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er fled to the southwest together, but the light was shining brightly, and their figures became lighter and lighter, becoming almost invisible.
Wei Shan thought about it again and again, and finally turned into a faint shadow, following the two of them from a distance.
A few hours later, next to a low hill.
Yuan Qing's figure was dim and he looked around warily. Duanshui lay in front of him, ready to move.
In the tree crown not far behind, Wei Shan huddled up, holding a palm-sized banana leaf tightly in his hand, looking nervous.
"Do it."
Zhao Wen's cold voice came from the token, and immediately, ten brilliant light pillars rose from the ground, and suddenly connected into a piece, turning into a semicircular light curtain and falling down. Zhao Wen also appeared high in the sky, chanting mantras and making secrets, with murderous intent boiling over.
The next moment, the roar of beasts shook the mountains and forests, and a five-foot-long tiger rose into the air with wind on all four legs, facing Zhao Wen from a distance with a fierce expression. Then came tigers and wolves, all of different sizes, the big ones were more than three feet tall, and the small ones were less than five feet tall, all roaring and roaring, and a rough calculation showed that there were more than fifty of them.
The demon tiger squinted his eyes and looked around for a moment, then let out a low roar and raised his claw to take a picture. A claw shadow of more than ten feet in size appeared out of thin air, surrounded by green energy, and hit the light screen menacingly.
There was a roar, and the two met. The light curtain only flickered slightly and then continued as if nothing had happened. Then several golden ropes were produced, tightly binding the giant claws in place.
Zhao Wen had an expressionless face and was focused on chanting a curse; Yuan Qing and the others, on the other hand, all trembled with magic power under the blow. Regardless of hiding his figure, his whole body was filled with spiritual light, and the magic power in his body surged towards the magic sword like a flood.
The group of demons suddenly became aware of it and rushed towards everyone in twos and threes.
The tiger demon roared angrily, and in a flash of blue light it grew to a size of more than ten feet. After a slight pause, it rushed towards Zhao Wen.
A trace of ridicule flashed in Zhao Wen's eyes, the curse stopped, and the magic formula in his hand was fired. The golden light flourished, and golden runes the size of rice grains emerged from the light curtain. They swelled in the wind, gradually becoming a sword-shaped shape about a foot, densely packed. ,countless.
"disease!"
With a soft drink, thousands of swords were fired! Everything he looked at was dazzling sword light, and the sky was covered with sharp sword energy!
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, wailing all over the field, earth and rocks flying everywhere, and sawdust flying.
After a stick of incense, the sword light gradually stopped and the golden light dissipated. Looking at the formation again, the mountains are flat, the trees are destroyed, demon blood is everywhere, like red lotuses blooming, but there are no corpses.
Zhao Wen reached out and gently removed the magic circle, and then with a slight hook, a palm-sized cyan ball rose from the ruins and flew into his hand with a swish.
After a brief glance, Zhao Wen looked happy and then turned his palm to put it away.
The rest of them fell to the ground, breathing heavily, and their magic power had already bottomed out.
Wei Shan stood up at some point and looked at the scene in front of him, dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.
At this time, Zhao Wen raised his hand and released a flying car, and said lightly: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Get into the hearse and adjust your breathing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Mighty Pearl that had disappeared from the beginning appeared out of nowhere, and said with a flattering smile: "Senior Brother Zhao is really thoughtful and thoughtful, and his Taoism is mysterious! There is a senior brother here, and there is only a tide of beasts. It’s not just a snap of the fingers!”
Zhao Wen sneered and replied: "It's a small skill, not worth mentioning, but Junior Brother Wei's 'Oil on the soles of the feet' technique is truly well-deserved."
Wei Jizhu chuckled, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm at all, and didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked a little proud.
While the two were talking, everyone was boarding the flying car one after another. Zhao Wen snorted coldly, ignored them, drove the flying car and left in the form of a rainbow.
Wei Jizhu smiled nonchalantly, and chased after Dun Guang, neither too fast nor too slow, hanging just one mile behind the speeding car.
The two flew in tandem and flew more than ten miles away in just a moment, disappearing in a flash of light.
Five years later, Beiliangshan, small courtyard.
In the hazy silver light, the young man is sitting upright with his eyes closed, his energy is lively and his sword intention is vigorous. After a moment, the silver light entered his body. The young man slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of cold light flashed away.
It had been several months since the last raid on the beast's nest, but the door seemed to have died down, and no orders had been sent yet.
Speaking of which, after several years of running, everyone has changed a lot, especially their character.
He gained bravery through life and death, gained composure when encountering surprises and changes, and cultivated his murderous intention by killing himself, and then remained calm in all situations, and killed decisively, even Wei Shan was no exception.
Speaking of Wei Shan, although the little girl is timid, she is truly worthy of the name of genius. In just a few years, she has made continuous progress and is now in the middle stage of perfection, with only a thin line between her and the later stage, which greatly amazed Wang Qing and others.
The rest of the people have not improved in cultivation, except Yuan Qing.
The young man was brave and diligent, fearless of life and death, and dared to sharpen his sword with demon blood. Finally, one month ago, the sword sounded for six rounds, completing the sixth refinement and officially entering the later stage of foundation building.
Now the sword embryo is no more than an inch long. It is shaped like a chicken, with a rounded body, gradually becoming crystal clear, but even sharper. With a slight twist, a dragon-like sword energy will be generated, and it will move around the sky, and then return after a second thought.
After thinking for a moment, Yuan Qing waved his hand to remove the restriction, and suddenly the aroma of wine entered his nose, clear and gentle, which was very different from Chi Yan.
The young man raised his lips slightly and walked into the courtyard. He saw Wang Qing taking out a small sapphire jar and patting open the mud. The people around him, including Li Yang, Liu Han, Jiang Shangzhen, Huang Shuo and others, had reddish faces and were already tipsy.
Yuan Qing laughed and said loudly: "Okay, Brother Wang, you have good wine and you didn't even call me!"
"Junior Brother Yuan, you're here!" But it was Liu Han who spoke out first.
Wang Qing laughed when he heard this, and said in a rough voice: "How can I do that? I'm just watching you go into seclusion, so I didn't bother you. You just happened to be out of seclusion too, come on, come on, have a taste of this 'drunk breeze'."
Huang Shuo shook his head at the side and said: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. I waited for a long time before Brother Wang took out this wine. I gave Brother Yuan a free advantage."
Li Yang smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "Junior Brother Huang's words are wrong. This shows that Junior Brother Zhongyuan is destined to have this wine."
Yuan Qing listened to everyone's teasing and walked forward quickly. After greeting them one by one, he sat down at the table and waited for the wine.
After Wang Qing served everyone, he did not pour himself wine. Instead, he held the wine jar and said loudly: "Come on, let's do it!"
After saying that, he raised his head and drank. After a few sips, half of the jar of wine was already at the bottom.
"Ah, so happy!" Wang Qing put down the wine jar and praised loudly.
The others were not as generous as Wang Qing, so they all took a sip and tasted it carefully.
Yuan Qing is not so particular about it. After drinking half a bowl in one gulp, I feel mellow and sweet, clean and soft, and then the essence of grass and trees rises up, wandering around the bones, like the breeze blowing on my face, I can't help but close my eyes slightly, and my mind Follow the wind and drift into the clouds.
After thinking about it for a moment, the young man opened his eyes and sincerely praised "good wine", and then asked: "Where did Brother Wang get such fine wine?"
Wang Qing's face was already red, and he said drunkenly: "Where else can I get it? Of course it was given to me by Fatty Chen from Tongyi Pavilion."
"Chen Mu?" Yuan Qing had known for a long time that Tongyi Pavilion also opened a Tongbao Tower here, and he went to visit it once. However, his bag was empty, and all the animal materials were exchanged for merit, so he didn't buy anything.
"Isn't this person just a peach fairy wine?"
Wang Qing chuckled: "Brother, I don't know. That peach fairy wine is the favorite of a girl named Wang Yue beside him. Fatty Chen pretended to flatter her in order to please her. If he really liked it, how could he have so many jars of it? What’s the reason for sending it?”
Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed at himself, secretly thinking that he had not expected this, but then he asked again: "Brother Wang, why are you so happy to gather everyone to drink together today?"
Before Wang Qing could say anything, Huang Shuo was the first to reply: "It's not because of these monster beasts that have been hiding in Tibet for more than half a year, and there is no news at all! We are not like that little girl Wei Shan. Rijin was bored, so he had to discuss drinking to pass the time."
Li Yang put down the wine bowl and said slightly drunkenly: "Don't say it, these monsters are really smart. At first they were divided and destroyed without any reaction, but gradually they learned to form a group and set up ambushes. Now they have disappeared without a trace within a thousand miles. I think there will be a big war next!”
"Old Li's words make sense." Liu Han nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Yuan Qing after speaking, then stood up with a drink and said respectfully: "Junior Brother Yuan, I haven't been able to thank you for saving my life. Today I will lend you flowers to offer to Buddha, please."
Yuan Qing sat upright, accepted the gift calmly, then picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Wang Qing, who was already in a daze, suddenly woke up when he saw this. The boss shouted reluctantly: "Liu Han, you thanked me for lending me the wine, and you didn't even ask me if I would agree!"
Liu Han grinned and said nonchalantly: "Hey, Brother Wang, a manly man, it's just a drink, how can you disagree!"
Wang Qing kicked his bull's eye and replied in a loud voice: "Come on! This jar costs five hundred spirit stones at least. You think I, Old Wang, am a rich man. No, you have to pay me half anyway."
"Brother Wang, not to mention how much you have to pay, even if you have to pay, the drinker will have a share, why do you accept me? Looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, is it possible that you are a profiteer?"
"Hehe, I, Old Wang, invited the others to drink. You are the only one using me as a favor. If you don't, who will?"
"No, no, no, Junior Brother Yuan didn't say anything. Why are you, Old Wang, so excited?"
"I am here to fight for the injustice of Junior Brother Yuan!"
"Good old Wang..."
The two of them were chatting and fighting, and the others were laughing and talking with great interest.
Suddenly, a cold male voice sounded: "After a stick of incense, gather at the gate."
Everyone's expressions became solemn when they heard this, they used their kung fu to dispel the smell of alcohol, and their royal weapons galloped away.
Halfway through the journey, they saw Zhu Ling'er and others coming from the Zhao family courtyard. After a slight pause, they merged into one and flew forward together.
When everyone arrived, they saw Zhao Wen and Wei Jizhu standing three feet apart with their hands behind their backs. There were five other people nearby, wearing gray robes, with sharp temperaments and sword-like postures.
The first person with a clear face smiled slightly when he saw Yuan Qing and said:
"Junior Brother Yuan, long time no see."
