The Fuhai Sect suffered a heavy blow. After a rough inventory, nine out of ten descendants were missing. The "Sword Pavilion" was missing the two flying swords "Wan Ren" and "Sin Ji". The losses were immeasurable. The Buzhou Mountain was devastated, and the mountains were left with water. Unable to find a place to live, they used their great supernatural powers to control mountains and waters and rebuild their sect. Zhi Qihe and others thought that they were not capable of that, but abandoning Buzhou Mountain and moving to another place was not easy. Zhi Qihe was restless and thought about it. He took out the red beads that Wei Shiqi gave him when he was leaving and rubbed them around. He couldn't make up his mind for a while.
Fragments of memory floated here and there, like snowflakes accumulating thicker and thicker. Zhiqihe sat dry for a long time, and his heart was blessed. He remembered many things. The head of Fuhai Sect passed on word of mouth, some unknown spells, until Zong Saiteng cast a spell. Only after his magical powers completely disappeared did he truly understand the secrets hidden within. From the beginning to the end, Sword Spirit Wanren was the insider, the key, the key, but he was arrogant and said nothing. He would rather betray to outsiders than say a soft word to the sect.
Luo Yaohuang is a murderer with blood on his hands. He seizes the fortune of Fuhai Sect and takes the first step with Wanren. Zhi Qihe is unable to save it and can only watch the decline of Fuhai Sect. Without Buzhou Mountain, it is gone. With an entire generation of disciples, he could imagine how difficult the next few decades would be. They would withdraw from the top ten sword sects and linger on, moving to remote places to quietly accumulate strength and seek opportunities for a comeback.
He was unwilling to give in.
What Fuhai Sect cannot obtain must not fall into the hands of that murderer! A trace of determination flashed in Zhi Qihe's eyes, and he pinched the red bead hard with his thumb and index finger, and a wisp of blood was fleeting. The message had been sent, and there was no way out. Zhi Qihe took a deep breath, stood on the third floor of the "Sword Pavilion", looked at the only remaining disciples of the Fuhai Sect, and gradually calmed down.
Qi Hong sorted through the essence and blood in the jade bowl and picked out the deceased disciples. There were not many left. She felt slightly sad. She looked up at her senior brother and saw him standing alone outside the cliff, holding the railing with his back to her. , the cold wind and rain rushed towards her face, mostly covered by her senior brother, and only a little bit of it hit her. The Fuhai Sect was in a state of crisis. Whether to stay in Buzhou Mountain or go to another country, it was necessary to make a decision as soon as possible. The heavy responsibility rested on the shoulders of his senior brother. Qi Hong felt the same but could not help.
The sky was getting dark, and the night was like a tide flooding Buzhou Mountain. Qi Hong lit the oil lamp, and the light and shadow swayed. Just as he was about to step forward to say something, he suddenly saw a flash of blood on the horizon, thousands of miles away, coming towards the "Sword Pavilion". Zhi Qihe turned around and took the oil lamp from his junior sister, and ordered her to go down to the ground floor and guard the door tightly. No one was allowed to greet him or disturb anyone. Qi Hong glanced at his senior brother and saw that he had a serious look on his face, as if he had made some determination. His heart trembled slightly and he hurriedly got down the wooden ladder.
Where the blood fell, Wei Shiqi and Ding Ning appeared quietly. Zhi Qihe stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying solemnly: "Mr. Wei, a laborer, has traveled thousands of miles, and Buzhou Mountain has suffered such a disaster. The hospitality is not good, but we still hope for Haihan." "
Wei Shiqi waved his hand and said casually: "It was Luo Yaohuang's handiwork. A blow from Xingtian's giant shield destroyed all the eggs in the nest. Fortunately, the leader of the branch escaped in Luojia Lake."
Zhi Qihe sighed and did not want to talk more about Fuhai Sect's experiences. He changed the topic and said: "After returning to Buzhou Mountain, Zhi remembered many old things again, but it was passed down by word of mouth from the successive heads of Fuhai Sect. Outsiders’ ears have never known the secret until now.”
Wei Shiqi glanced at him, guessing something in his mind, and said: "I would like to hear the details."
Zhi Qihe led him to the altar table, looked at the token "The position of the Supreme Elder Zong Saito", burned three sticks of incense, silently prayed a few words, and said resolutely: "I will not hide it from Mr. Wei, the Supreme Elder Zong Saito" Before ascending to the upper world, he left behind a 'Wanren Sword', placed restrictions on the sword spirit, and ordered it to guard Buzhou Mountain and guard the important place of 'Sword Pavilion'. Zong Shangzun left a message, the reason why he had a glimpse of the way of heaven and was able to use this world A treasure that was born at the beginning of the world. If there are successors of the Fuhai Sect, they can practice sword techniques and reach the state of transformation. When they reach a point of no return, they can go to the third floor of the 'Sword Pavilion' and pull out the 'Wanren Sword', and go to the unknown. Seek opportunities in the land.”
"Luo Yaohuang destroyed Buzhou Mountain and slaughtered the disciples of the sect. He is the sworn enemy of our Fuhai Sect. Zhi also knows that the great powers in the upper world regard us as ants, so there is no way to retaliate for this hatred. But the Supreme Lord Although we cannot defend the opportunity left behind, we cannot allow it to fall into the hands of the enemy. As the head of the Fuhai Sect, Zhi Mou gave the treasure to Mr. Wei in front of the tablets of the ancestors of all generations, hoping that Mr. Wei would seize the "Wanren Sword". ', took the treasure of heaven and earth, and carried it away to prevent Luo Demon Emperor from succeeding."
Zhi Qihe had already guessed that Wei Shiqi also came for the legendary treasure, but he had a bottom line in his actions and was never aggressive. The ghosts and spirits of the lower clan have been causing trouble for hundreds of years, and the war has been endless. He was sent out of this world to avoid A life-and-death fight saved the lives of countless sword cultivators. Sword sects in this world, big and small, all benefited from him. This empty promise to give the treasure to Wei Shiqi was to vent the bad breath, and to clear away the cause and effect. From then on, the two Don't owe each other.
The treasure has no owner, the heaven and the earth are actually its owners, "gifting" it is just a joke, Wei Shiqi did not try to expose it, it is a good thing that he has a famous teacher and less attention from the world. He immediately nodded and accepted the cause and effect. Zhi Qihe breathed a sigh of relief, took out a crumpled "Edict of Sin" from under the red copper incense burner, and solemnly handed it to Wei Shiqi. The "Edict of Sin" and the "Edict of Sin" came from the same furnace. , Qi and machine are integrated, and they can sense each other from a distance. With this thing in hand, catching up with Demon Emperor Luo is a piece of cake.
After giving him a peach and repaying him with a plum, Wei Shiqi thought about it a little and asked: "Buzhou Mountain was destroyed in one day, what is the next plan for the leader?"
Zhi Qihe looked lonely and sighed: "The earth's veins are broken, the earth's energy is in chaos, Buzhou Mountain is no longer a spiritual place, and it is not conducive to our practice. If we abandon the ancestor's homeland and move the sect to another place, even if it hurts our muscles and bones, it will It’s imperative…”
Wei Shiqi said: "The broken earth veins can be restored, and the disordered earth energy can be sorted out. If you intend to stay in Buzhou Mountain, this is a trivial matter."
Zhi Qihe's breathing stopped suddenly. After a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, saluted seriously, and begged: "It's hard to leave our homeland. Mr. Lao Wei can use the heaven-reaching method to renew the earth's veins, regulate the earth's energy, and overthrow the Hai Sect." I can’t thank you enough, but if you are driven, you must try your best.”
In Zhi Qihe's view, rebuilding Mount Buzhou is too difficult to achieve, and he doesn't know where to start. But for Wei Shiqi, it's just a piece of cake. He doesn't even have to do it himself. He calls Ding Ning to give him a few words of care, and starts from the "Scroll of Creation" A "Qing Qi" was taken out of it and handed over to her for consideration. Ding Ning's eyes lit up, the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile, and he put away the "Qing Ling Qi" generously. His figure disappeared into the night in a flash, passing over Buzhou Mountain like a breeze, exploring the damaged areas of the earth's veins, and smoothing out the earth's Qi.
Luchuan Realm is the lower realm after all. Ding Ning was born in the Holy Spirit Clan and has great supernatural powers. By dawn, she had straightened out the earth's energy. She pressed lightly against the rising sun, and the "clear spirit energy" penetrated into the earth's veins and healed the damaged areas. As soon as it continued, there was a rumbling sound deep in Buzhou Mountain, and everyone in the Fuhai Sect was alarmed.
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