At the bottom of the valley, the former residence of the mountain ghost.

Bai Ze followed Linglu back here, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

He was always rude, jumping into the lotus pond to wash his body, and the spirit deer also followed, swimming twice in the lotus pond, and his spirit was tired. It's just that Bai Ze didn't expect that Mu Qingling, the county lord, would also be so open, and a little far away from Bai Ze, he also went down to the lotus pond to wash his body.

The thatched hut of the former residence is still there, but the former Mangu Yao flowers have withered. Because of the mountain ghosts, it seems that the aura has been lost here, and the four seasons are no longer like spring, and the lotus flowers on the other half of the lotus pond are also swept by the golden wind.

Bai Ze saw his reflection in the water, and the green mountain ghost mark in the center of his eyebrows was like his third eye. Thanks to it, Bai Ze is now smart and smart, and the sound of stroking water is crisp and refreshing.

The young man in the water remembered that day and night, the riverbank at the foot of Hengshan was full of lantern plants, and when he and the mountain ghost first met, she came out of the water and dust.

"Brother Lu, now you are willing to tell me, what is your relationship with her, right?" Bai Ze lay flat on the water, looking at the nine-colored spirit deer beside him.

Linglu looked at the mountain ghost mark on Bai Ze's eyebrows steadily, but refused to communicate with Bai Ze.

A man and a beast looked at each other like this, until Mu Qingling came out of the lotus pond, covered with wet hair, and the spirit deer swam slowly to the shore, went ashore, and went straight to the back mountain.

It can also smell the breath of mountain ghosts, just behind the mountain.

Bai Ze watched the spirit deer go away, plunged into the lotus pond, caught two big fish, dug two lotus roots, climbed ashore to make a fire, and prepared to deal with the hungry belly.

The morning sun is gentle, but winter is approaching, and the air is full of cold.

Mu Qingling sighed softly, with a thin mist. She rubbed her calloused hands together and kept warm from the fire, her hair full of green silk steaming with ethereal mist.

The girl looked at Bai Ze grilling the fish skillfully, and after a while, she asked him, "Xiaobai, are you with the nine-colored spirit deer?"

"An old friend of mine knows it well. Bai Ze grilled the river fish seriously, "This is where she lived before. ”

"Did she go out?" Mu Qingling is a girl after all, her heart is as careful as a hair, before entering the thatched house, she saw the withered bouquet in the vase in front of the bedroom window, and the small and delicate wind chime, she knew that the old man in Bai Ze's mouth was a girl.

"Probably, yes. Bai Ze smiled, but the smile was clearly far-fetched, not as far as the bottom of his eyes, and it was fleeting.

Mu Qingling looked at the surrounding environment quietly, and vaguely understood the meaning of Bai Ze's words.

She was very confused again, knowing that Ze was only a twelve-year-old child, but when she first met him in Heyang City, she felt that Bai Ze's mind was not like a child of that age.

Especially now, his bottomless eyes reflected the light of the jumping fire, as if he had experienced age, older than her.

"Is the fish grilled, taste it?" Bai Ze grilled the fish when Mu Qingling was stunned, handed it to her, broke a piece of washed lotus root, and handed it over.

"Well, wait a minute. Mu Qingling came back to his senses, tied his hair simply with a red ribbon, took Bai Ze's grilled fish, took a bite obediently, scalded his tongue out, but refused to spit it out, blowing heavily, his pretty face was slightly red, "It's delicious!"

Bai Ze smiled when he saw this, and took a bite of the white lotus root, but it was bitter.

He snorted, "Why is it so bitter?"

"Really?" Mu Qingling also took a bite and looked at Bai Ze strangely, "It's not bitter, it's sweet." ”

Bai Ze smiled lightly, looked at the grilled fish in his hand, didn't know what he was thinking, took a bite, chewed slowly, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Linglu came back when the sun was in the west, Bai Ze was meditating and pranayama, the injuries in his body had recovered seven or eight, and the pure yang true qi was running in the body Zhou Tian, the qi went to Ren Du, noticed the movement around him, opened his eyes, and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Linglu lazily lying on the ground, it has a special physique, and in the past two days, the external injuries on its body have almost healed.

He was waiting, waiting for Du Ming to show up.

A master of knowing the micro can lock the breath. Although Hengshan was big, Bai Ze was not lucky enough to think that Du Ming would lose their breath.

And counting the time, he should be almost there.

But until the evening, the people of the Du family have not yet arrived. As night fell, the weather grew colder. Mu Qingling lay on the wooden bed of the thatched hut, closing his eyes and recuperating. Bai Ze was meditating and practicing in the compartment, and Linglu was still lying on his side tiredly, drooping his head.

The sea of suffering is ninefold, and if you want to reach the sky in one step, daily penance is essential.

Xie Xuan said that the "Pure Yang True Scripture" has three heavens, the first is the sea of qi, the second is the golden pill, and the third is the primordial infant.

When he is a primordial baby, it is the time when the foundation of pure yang true qi is completed.

Daomen mental method to practice qi, meditation is the entry, breathing is to touch the threshold, truly achieve "whale swallowing", a breath of ten million qi, can be regarded as practicing qi transformation realm.

It's just that Bai Ze's time to refine pure yang true qi is only one season, and half a year has not yet arrived, and he is still far from reaching the realm of whale swallowing, and Tu Na has only touched the door, which can be regarded as half a foot to enter.

However, in less than half a year, he has broken through the Seven Heavens of the Sea of Suffering, and I am afraid that he is already a genius in Kyushu who has not been encountered in a century.

Although the mountain ghosts have contributed a lot to this, the Heavenly Dao Chance has always been a part of personal strength.

If Bai Ze wanted to, he would be able to cross the sea at this moment and try to break through the realm and land on the other side. But he didn't want to, and wouldn't do that. The bitter sea has nine heavens, one day is higher and one day is higher. Since the sages and sages divided this realm into nine layers, they must have their reasons. The secrets of the Heavenly Dao in this are not something that Bai Ze can understand now.

The waning moon rose in the east, Bai Ze heard the movement in his ears, and suddenly opened his eyes, beside him, the spirit deer had already stood up, glanced at Bai Ze, and let out a low sound.

Bai Ze understood its words, "It's coming." ”

He pushed the door open and strode out.

In this valley, the Yao flowers have withered, and half of the lotus flowers in the lotus pond have been cut off by the mountain ghost's sword, and their vitality has been cut off, half of them have withered, and only this thatched house is left.

Bai Ze didn't want this last thatched hut to be destroyed as well.

The moon shines like frost.

A man and a deer walked out of the thatched hut and stood still in the open space full of stumps of Yao flowers.

Du Ming came, carrying a spirit umbrella and a gloomy face. It's just that Bai Ze didn't expect that he was not alone, and there were more than ten servants of the Du family behind him, including Du Qian, the young master of the Du family, nearly twenty people.

"No wonder it's so slow. Bai Zexin said.

When Du Ming saw Bai Ze appear in front of him with a big grin, and there was a nine-colored spirit deer standing next to him that was half a head taller than him, he was suspicious.

In the previous fight, this young man's methods were strange. It seems that he has long expected him to come, is it a deception?

Du Ming is suspicious by nature, but in the vicinity, except for the young man and the spirit deer, only Mu Qingling in the thatched hut remains, and there is no one else.

He glanced around, this valley was normal, and he didn't see the hidden murderous intention, so he sneered and said, "Boy, why don't you escape?" Now I give you a chance to tie up the county lord and hand it over to me, I can consider sparing your life." ”

"It doesn't matter if you say it is tied or not. Bai Ze chuckled, like the faint smile of the mountain ghost before his death, and then his eyes changed, and his murderous intent was revealed, "But I have the final say whether you die today or not." You will die here today. ”

"What an arrogant boy!" Du Qian, the young master of the Du family, laughed angrily, and a Huangshan spirit sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, the sword was three feet and three inches long, the whole body was orange and yellow, and the mountains were densely covered, pointing directly at Bai Ze, "Second uncle, this son is just a bitter sea cultivator, and the little nephew can take care of him alone! ”

"Qian'er, this son is weird, I'm still here. Du Ming stretched out his hand to stop Du Qian, the true qi in his body was secretly agitated, and his eyes glanced at the thatched hut at the bottom of the valley, "The county lord is now in that thatched hut, you take someone to solve her." ”

When Du Qian heard this, his eyes showed lewdness, he smiled, put away his sword and stood, and said, "Second uncle, you have traveled abroad in the past few years, and you don't know anything. Mu Qingling, a little slut, relying on her status as the county lord, has a lot of disrespect to us and other children of the family! Today she falls into my hands, and my nephew will be humiliated before he will give up!"

"Whatever you want. Du Ming said, and then his body was like the wind, floating out, and went straight to Bai Ze, holding the spirit umbrella behind him with one hand, and handed it out with a blow, and the galloping true qi knife slashed directly at Bai Ze's head.

The mighty True Qi broke through the air, Bai Ze didn't dare to hold it up, and avoided it in one step, and the True Qi Knife cut a one-foot-deep ravine in the place where he was originally located.

"Where to hide?!" Du Ming snorted coldly, waved his left palm continuously, and three true qi knives burst out, crisscrossing and sealing Bai Ze left and right.

Du Ming took the Du family and the others to the thatched hut.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the Tao is natural. Asked, borrow the sword!" Bai Ze came out of the sheath without a blade, but secretly stimulated the three waterfall sword qi of the wrist chess pieces to fly out, heading straight for the true qi knife.

The knife net is vertical and horizontal, and the sword aura is like weaving.

The two collided, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"Boom!!"

The fierce True Qi Sword was smashed and scattered by the Waterfall Sword Qi, and the Benyi Sword Qi plowed the flat ground into a ravine, Bai Ze's face turned pale, and he was shocked by Du Ming's thick True Qi in his chest, and he took five steps back, and a scarlet bloodshot immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Du Ming was unforgiving and chased after him. The two of them are only ten feet away, and they are there in the blink of an eye. The man's long hair fluttered, the spirit umbrella in his hand was sacrificed, the black light flowed, and the head of the hood went to Bai Ze.

Bai Ze's face was calm, seeing that Du Qian was already approaching the thatched hut and stepping into the formation, the ghost mark of the Meixin Mountain became more and more demonic, swallowing the green light.

Three feet!

The strange spirit umbrella black light was approaching, suppressing the meridians around Bai Ze's body, and the pure yang true qi was stagnant.

"Brother Deer!" Bai Ze shouted.

"Chirp!" The front hooves of the nine-colored spirit deer stood high, and the antlers of the Cangxuan deer shone under the moonlight, and with a fierce step, the flat ground stepped out of the deep pit with the size of two bowls.

One foot!

Bai Ze's head was full of black hair and danced wildly, the pressure of the spirit umbrella made him unable to breathe, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh?" Du Ming suddenly sensed that something was wrong, but it was too late.

"Buzz——

The blue light that filled the valley, the huge array pattern was stimulated at the feet of the spirit deer, and the vast true qi rushed towards the mountain ghost seal, which was not controlled at all.

The bladeless sword flew out, shattering Bai Ze's tiger's mouth and levitating in the center of the spirit array.

"Hey, hey, demon Dao, how about the little master's hand to invite you into the urn?" Bai Zesen smiled, his fierce eyes full of murderous intent.

The Qingxuan Spirit Array was covered with the thatched house where Mu Qingling was. Du Qian's expression changed, and he saw that in the treacherous spirit array, Yao flowers were suddenly blooming everywhere.

"Finger Twisting!" There was a coquettish shout from the thatched hut, and the spirit sword cui smoke broke out of the window, and the true qi in Du Qian's body was suppressed, and he didn't have time to dodge, and was shot through his chest and abdomen on the spot.

"Kill!" Du Mingxin couldn't say well, but he was trapped in the formation, and he couldn't get out at this time, so he could only break the cauldron and kill the core of the spirit array—kill the weird boy!

The true qi in the body was severely suppressed, but Du Qian was a half-step Venerable after all, and the spirit umbrella continued to suppress Bai Ze, opening his mouth and spitting, the flying sword was invincible, and it attacked Bai Ze's eyebrows in an instant.

That's the real flying sword.

Bai Ze witnessed a burst of scarlet light shooting out, many times faster than his so-called Imperial Sword speed!

But Du Ming didn't get his wish.

When the Yao flowers of the spirit array were blooming, the bladeless sword was dazzling, and a white-haired woman stood in a daze, appearing in the spirit array out of thin air. With a face like frost, emerald green eyebrows and eyes, the confrontation between ruthlessness and tenderness is perfectly presented on her, stunning as a fairy.

The sword spirit didn't say a word, but she appeared, as if time and space were frozen. She glanced at Bai Ze coldly, touched the fluffy head of the spirit deer, and then shook the spirit umbrella with one finger of her bare hand, bursting on the spot.

Two fingers to fly the bright red flying sword.

The three-fingered sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a wild dragon going out to sea, Du Ming knelt down on the spot and died.

Peerless elegance.