That day, an earth-shattering battle broke out over the mountains where Holy Soul Mountain is located, and dozens of mountains collapsed.
Under the full force explosion of several powerful auras, the disciples with lower cultivation levels in Holy Soul Mountain all hid in the dark and did not dare to move or show their heads at all.
Among the four elders, Smiling Yan Luo Wen Sanxiao went to Shazhou to take charge. Han Mo Sheng, the seducing ghost sword, rebelled four years ago and was deprived of his cultivation by the Holy Lord. He was imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom of Holy Soul Mountain. Never to see the light of day again.
So when Xiao Tianxiong came to the door, among the four great elders, only Fan Wushe, the Suo Ming Wuchang, and Yan Tiehao, the judge of life and death, were still in the Holy Soul Mountain.
Including the Holy Lord Duan Jiuzhou and a previously unknown master, there were only three or four people with cultivation levels at the same level as Xiao Tianxiong.
Although the other masters of Holy Soul Mountain are not weak, they are inferior compared to them. They cannot intervene in the battle where several masters are fighting with all their strength.
The battle lasted for half a day. Just when Xiao Tianxiong, Xuan Hai, and Xuan Huo were about to be overwhelmed by three against four, a blue light suddenly flew from the sky and struck Fan Wushe with an unstoppable force.
Fan Wushe had no time to react, and was directly slashed on his left arm by the green light.
The green light came very quickly, and by the time everyone reacted, only half of Fan Wushe's left arm was left.
Just listen to Fan Wushe roar:
"Gu Qinglin!"
No one responded, and the green light chopped off Fan Wushe's left arm, then circled around everyone before flying away in the direction it came from.
This was a naked provocation. Several masters from Holy Soul Mountain immediately launched several attacks at the green light, but most of them failed. Only Fang Tian's painted halberd from Duan Jiuzhou hit the green light.
When Fang Tian's painted halberd hit the green light, the speed of the green light slowed down slightly and the light dimmed, but it disappeared from the sky in an instant.
It was at this moment that everyone saw the true face of the green light.
That is a long and narrow knife!
After the long sword flew away, everyone stopped. Now Fan Wushe has broken his arm. Even if everyone in Holy Soul Mountain manages to capture Xiao Tianxiong and the other three, they will not be left unharmed. It is more likely that both sides will be injured, and it will be in vain. Let the other three sects of the Demon Sect take advantage.
Duan Jiuzhou looked at Xiao Tianxiong and asked coldly:
"Xiao Tianxiong, are you crazy?"
Xiao Tianxiong did not answer Duan Jiuzhou, but looked at Fan Wushe, who had his arm cut off and turned pale, and asked in a deep voice:
"Fan Wushe, where is my disciple?"
Fan Wushe had stopped the bleeding from the broken arm. Although his face turned pale from the pain, the look on his face was still cold, and he said in the same cold voice:
"I don't know! After he escaped from my hands that day, I never saw him again!"
After Fan Wushe finished speaking, he saw Xiao Tianxiong still looking at him expressionlessly, knowing that he didn't believe him, and then said:
"I, Fan Wushe, never tell lies, and there is no need to lie to you. If you don't believe it, let's continue the fight!"
Duan Jiuzhou saw this and said:
"Xiao Tianxiong, enough is enough! If you retreat now, today's incident will be over. If you really want to continue fighting, we will accompany you to the end!"
Seeing this, Zeng Xuanhai and Master Xuanhuo also looked at Xiao Tianxiong. Although they did not want to continue the fight, if Xiao Tianxiong insisted on continuing the fight, they would not leave him alone.
Xiao Tianxiong looked at Zeng Xuanhai and Xuanhuo and understood the meaning in their eyes.
He nodded slightly at the two of them, then turned to look at Duan Jiuzhou and said:
"Duan Jiuzhou, I don't care how my disciple offends you, but if you dare to hurt his life, I, Xiao Tianxiong, will definitely take his life!"
After Xiao Tianxiong finished speaking, Zeng Xuanhai and Master Xuanhuo said, regardless of their reactions:
"let's go!"
Then the three people turned into streams of light and left here.
After Xiao Tianxiong and the others left, Duan Jiuzhou and others also fell back to Holy Soul Mountain.
A moment later, in the main hall of Holy Soul Mountain, Duan Jiuzhou sat in the main seat without speaking.
Yan Tiehao looked at the silent Duan Jiuzhou and said angrily:
"Holy Lord, are we just going to forget it?"
When Duan Jiuzhou heard this, he looked at Yan Tiehao and asked:
"Otherwise? Do you want us to open the Yuxu Gate?"
After hearing what Duan Jiuzhou said, everyone looked a little ugly.
Counterattack Yuxumen? Are you kidding me?
Yuxumen has stood in Xuanzhou for three thousand years, with countless masters and a powerful demon-slaying sword.
Since the fall of the Holy Lord Qiu Tianren, the Holy Cult has split into dozens of strands, with constant internal fighting and external suppression by the three major sects. It has long lost its strength as it was three thousand years ago.
If you really attack the Yuxu Sect, you are completely seeking your own death!
Everyone was silent for a while, and then someone other than Fan Wushe and Yan Tiehao suddenly asked:
"What's so special about Xiao Tianxiong's disciple? That he allowed Xiao Tianxiong to attack my Holy Soul Mountain?"
Duan Jiuzhou muttered slightly:
"He is Bu Yunxiao's son."
Hearing this sentence, the man's face showed a look of surprise, and then he straightened up and said in a deep voice:
"We must catch him!"
Fan Wushe, who had a broken arm, had been silent until now, and then he spoke:
"Don't worry, Elder Taishang. I have given orders to all the branches hundreds of miles away from where the kid escaped to capture the kid alive."
After Fan Wushe finished speaking, the man known as the Supreme Elder nodded slightly and stopped talking.
Duan Jiuzhou saw that everyone was silent again, so he said to Fan Wushe:
"Elder Fan, I can't blame you for what happened today. You go find a ghost doctor to reattach the broken arm first, and then you can rest and recuperate for the rest of the time."
Fan Wushe used his remaining right hand to salute Duan Jiuzhou and said:
"Yes, thank you Saint for your understanding!"
After saying that, he left the main hall.
After Fan Wushe left, Yan Tiehao also saluted Duan Jiuzhou and said:
"Holy Lord, I'm going to calm down the panicked disciples first."
Duan Jiuzhou nodded and said:
"Well, you go ahead!"
When only Duan Jiuzhou and the Supreme Elder were left in the hall, the Supreme Elder suddenly asked:
"How are things prepared?"
Although the Supreme Elder's question was confused, Duan Jiuzhou seemed to know what he was referring to and answered without much hesitation:
"It's almost there. In three months at most, we can work together with the Holy Religion to regain the glory it had when the Holy Lord was still alive!"
The Supreme Elder nodded slightly when he heard this and said:
"That's good. This last period is extremely critical. You must be careful. Let's put aside the matters on the sandbank for now. As long as our plan succeeds, everything you are fighting for now will be meaningless."
Duan Jiuzhou nodded and said:
"Well, I understand."
Then the figure of the Supreme Elder disappeared into the hall.
Duan Jiuzhou sat alone on the main seat, looking at the empty hall, his eyes seemed to be shining with light.
One day later, Xiao Tianxiong returned to Purple Thunder Peak.
When Xiao Tianxiong returned to Purple Thunder Peak, Black Donkey had already woken up, and everyone from Purple Thunder Peak and a group of disciples from Yuzhu Peak were about to go down the mountain to find Bu Xiaotian.
Seeing Xiao Tianxiong's sword light falling in the direction of Zhenlei Palace, they rushed to Zhenlei Palace.
When everyone arrived outside Zhenlei Hall, Xiao Tianxiong was standing at the door of the hall, seemingly waiting for them.
Seeing so many people coming, Xiao Tianxiong didn't show any surprise on his face, but his eyes lingered slightly on Situ Xue, who was at the front of the crowd, and before anyone spoke, he said calmly:
"Lao Liu is not at Holy Soul Mountain, but he must have been injured in the fight with Fan Wushe, and he will not be far away from the place where the fight took place. You should go down the mountain quickly to search for him!"
After Xiao Tianxiong finished speaking, he disappeared from everyone's eyes. Although they also wanted to know what happened after Xiao Tianxiong went to Holy Soul Mountain, they had no chance to ask. After all, finding Bu Xiaotian was their top priority now.
They had already packed up, but had Xiao Tianxiong suddenly returned, they would have already set off.
So the group of people left Purple Thunder Peak with their swords without any further delay.
When he heard that Bu Xiaotian had not fallen into the hands of Holy Soul Mountain, time became even more pressing.
If the people from Holy Soul Mountain find Bu Xiaotian first, things will be difficult to handle.
At the same time that everyone left the mountain, Xiao Tianxiong appeared in the thatched hut at the back of Purple Thunder Peak.
Gu Qinglin, who was sitting at the table, raised his head and glanced at Xiao Tianxiong, then set his eyes on the two cups of steaming tea on the table. He reached out to pick up one cup and asked calmly:
"How about it?"
Xiao Tianxiong sat opposite Gu Qinglin, picked up another cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and then replied:
"His life is not in danger, but if you cut off that guy Fan Wushe's arm, aren't you afraid that he will come to trouble you?"
Gu Qinglin snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"Hmph, if he really dares to come, it will be his neck that will be broken next time!"
Xiao Tianxiong looked at his proud junior brother, did not continue the topic, and instead said:
"Judging from the looks of Jiuzhou and Fan Wushe, they should already know Lao Liu's life experience. I'm afraid they won't let him go easily."
Gu Qinglin was not worried at all and said:
"What is there to worry about? As long as he is walking outside, something like this will eventually happen. You can't let him stay on Purple Thunder Peak for the rest of his life, right? If something happens to him, at worst, I will accompany you to Holy Soul Mountain next time .”
Xiao Tianxiong shook his head slightly, said no more, and asked again:
"She came to the mountain too, you didn't go out to meet her?"
Gu Qinglin knew who Xiao Tianxiong was referring to, shook his head slightly, and said in a slightly complicated tone:
"More than a hundred years have passed, so what if I see you?"
...
Three days later, Cheng Yunliang and his party finally arrived at the place where Bu Xiaotian had stopped Fan Wushe under the guidance of Hei Lu.
But there are no useful clues except the ruins that were completely destroyed.
The search for Bu Xiaotian seems to have reached an impasse.
Cheng Yunliang couldn't help but frown as he looked at the messy mountain forest.
After a long time, Chu Yungong finally couldn't help but ask:
"Second Senior Brother, what should we do?"
Cheng Yunliang pondered for a moment and said:
"Search separately. Junior Brother's cultivation is no match for Fan Wushe. Although he was able to escape from Fan Wushe's hands, he must have been seriously injured. He shouldn't be too far away from here."
No one could think of a better way, so they could only act according to the method proposed by Cheng Yunliang.
Soon everyone dispersed and started looking for any possible clues in different directions.
But so much time has passed that all traces have been erased.
Everyone searched for a whole day but couldn't find any trace of Bu Xiaotian, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
It was nightfall in a blink of an eye. The light was too dark at night. Although it had little impact on them, it was still not suitable for searching for people. So everyone gathered in a forest to rest.
After driving around the clock for several days and searching for a whole day, even if they had good cultivation, they would inevitably feel a little tired.
Since Situ Xue arrived here, the worried look on her face has not diminished, and her whole person looks haggard.
Lan Yunxin looked at Situ Xue's pale face and finally couldn't help but walked to her side and comforted her softly:
"Auntie, Junior Brother Xiaotian will be fine."
Situ Xue looked at the woman with a cold face, seemed to think of something for a while, and suddenly asked:
"Are you Miss Lan Yunxin?"
Lan Yunxin didn't know how Situ Xue knew her, and the look on her face was a bit astonished.
Seeing the change in Lan Yunxin's expression, Situ Xue knew that she had guessed correctly, but she didn't say much, but the expression on her face softened and she said softly:
"I'm fine. You should go and rest first. You've been traveling for several days and searching all day."
Lan Yunxin felt a little distracted after Situ Xue guessed her identity. She nodded slightly when she heard Situ Xue's words, said "hmm" and returned to the Yuzhu Peak disciples to meditate and rest.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, everyone separated again and continued searching along the boundaries of the previously searched area.
Although there is little hope, you can't just give up.
It was almost dusk when everyone suddenly saw a white light exploding in the distant sky, which took a while to extinguish.
This was what they had discussed before. Once someone discovered something or encountered danger, they would use this to notify others.
Just a moment after the white light exploded, more than ten sword lights flew from all over the place and went straight to the bottom of the white light.
Soon, everyone rushed to the place where the signal was sent.
Here is a small courtyard built in the middle of the woods, with a path extending from the entrance of the small courtyard into the distance.
Chu Yungong stood in the middle of the yard, talking to Cheng Yunliang.
A Yuzhu Peak disciple who came later asked:
"What's wrong? Have you found Junior Brother Bu?"
Chu Yungong heard her question, turned around and answered:
"I didn't find my junior brother. There was no one in the yard. I took a look and it seemed that he had just left not long ago. But I found some medicine residue here and there was some blood outside the yard."
Cheng Yunliang added:
"I just took a look. The medicine residue is specially used to treat internal injuries. It was probably left by my junior brother. The blood stains outside the hospital look very fresh. It should have been left there not long ago."
Situ Xue, who rarely spoke, suddenly said:
"We have to find the people who lived here before. They must have saved Tian'er!"
Another person asked:
"What's going on with these blood stains?"
Cheng Yunliang guessed:
"There are seven or eight bloodstains in these places. They are not from the same person. They may have been found by people from the Demon Cult. My junior brother may have killed them and left with the people who originally lived here."
The female disciple who asked the question before said:
"Then let's chase him quickly! Junior Brother Bu is injured, and he has a few people with him, so he shouldn't be able to walk fast."
Cheng Yunliang nodded and said:
"good."
So everyone followed the latest trace of someone leaving and searched for it.
Before Lan Yunxin left, she glanced at the bloodstained ground and frowned slightly.
Although there are bloodstains here, there does not seem to be any trace of a struggle, and there are more footprints around. Is it really what Brother Cheng guessed?
However, Lan Yunxin did not speak. Now only by finding the people who originally lived here can we find out what happened. Before that, it was difficult to get the truth based on just guessing.
