A week after Ning Yi left Shushan with a sword.

The boundary of Zhongzhou, not far from the sky, there is a small city with built-in mountains and waterfalls.

Yangping City.

During the day, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, and the sound of selling is endless.

A young man in a black shirt with a feminine face, not too tall, and somewhat thin, crowded into the crowd.

The young man's face was a little pale, his lips were rosy, and his expression was gloomy, and he looked like an unhappy rich kid.

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"Ning Yi" met a few interesting dough dealers when passing through the Li River, and heard that many "old people" who walked the rivers and lakes in the Great Sui Territory knew how to keep their eyes on Taoguang, and they carried a few dough skins around them, and changed their appearance when they went in and out, so as not to be recognized by acquaintances and get into trouble that should not be caused.

Ning Yi, who knew that he was "notorious" in Zhongzhou, spent some silver taels and tongues to buy three interesting and high-quality doughs.

One old and two young.

The one he is wearing now, when his expression is calm, looks gloomy, and he looks like a prince who is pampered by a certain Jiangnan palace.

There is also a young scholar in his pocket who has a completely different style from this one, with a kind face and an elegant temperament at first glance.

The last one, the so-called "old" face is not too old, and the immortal guest of Qiang Mountain, Jiang Yuxu, has a temperament that is seven points similar, and he is a middle-aged scribe after wearing it.

These three skins, that is, when walking in the Great Sui City, wear one on, and if you encounter a realm that is not as good as your own, you can make a fool of it, but if you meet someone with a high realm, if you have a strong perception, you can see through it at a glance.

Ning Yi turned into an alley, and when he walked out again, he was no longer the "prince of the palace" mask before, he was still wearing the black robe, but he looked like a thin middle-aged scribe, a cultivator, more than forty years old, and his eyes were young and sharp.

When he sent Liu Shiyi to leave Zhongzhou, he had settled in Yangping City, and he was quite familiar with the city's terrain.

A moment later, Ning Yi came to the waterfall.

The mountain and water waterfall that sealed Yinjun at the beginning, now has a radius of one mile, all of which are heavily guarded, and Ning Yi saw many law enforcement guards in gold armor patrolling.

After a distance, Ning Yi pulled the corner of the passerby's clothes and asked kindly: "This fellow Daoist, may I ask what happened in this city, why is the waterfall closed?"

When the passer-by saw the appearance of the middle-aged scribe, he thought it was a Taoist priest who had traveled from the surrounding Taoist temples, and he did not hide it, and told the story of Yangping City in 1510: "This Taoist chief, the waterfall has been sealed for a while, and the city lord's mansion posted a notice, saying that it is not allowed to step within a mile, and the Jin Jiawei of the Law Enforcement Division moved dozens of dry bones from the waterfall, you didn't see it, and these dry bones didn't know how long they had been stored, and they were dry and smelly when they were moved out...... It is said that there is a big devil who eats people's lungs hidden in the waterfall, and he has been hiding here for more than ten years, and those poor people who strayed into Yangping Waterfall have all died in it. ”

After Ning Yi heard this, his expression remained unchanged and he raised his head.

He silently stretched out a wisp of divine thought, trying to get past the edict and see what was going on at the waterfall now.

It's a pity that the mind has hit a wall.

There have been big people here, at least in the Destiny Star Realm, or even higher.

This incident caused quite a stir, and for a period of time people were panicked, and Lord Moshou came in person, saying that the devil had been ambushed, and this calmed people's hearts. ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and said softly, "The head of the Tiandu Law Enforcement Division is conformist...... Come in person?"

The man nodded, and said with a strange expression: "It seems that there is another lord from the Northern General's Mansion?"

After Ning Yi heard this, he didn't test too much, smiled and thanked him, and immediately turned around and left.

The matter ...... Even implicated the Northern General's Mansion?

Ning Yi knew that the waterfall was locked with "Yinjun", so it was very likely that Shen Yuanjun in the north held Yinjun's life card, and he also knew the death of "Yinjun".

Ten years ago, Yinjun was "stubborn" by the head of the Law Enforcement Department and suppressed here.

Moshou can't kill Yinjun, so he can only trap him here.

This mountain and water waterfall now has several layers of seals and prohibitions, especially restricting the entry of divine thoughts, so it should be to investigate this matter again.

The head of the Law Enforcement Division is said to be in charge of the law in Tiandu and is extremely powerful.

He couldn't kill "Yinrou", not just because Yinrou was the third monarch of the Great General's Mansion in the North......

The bigger reason is that Yinrou hides the immortal "shadow" in her body.

Mojo must have been very curious about the existence of the "shadow".

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The sword-wielder slays the unkillable, and the "shadow" is the so-called unkillable spirit.

His realm was too low at that time to resist, and the shadow was finally killed by the "Master Pei Min" in the girl's eyebrows and sword hides, with fine snow sword qi.

To be precise, it is the sword qi of the "White Bone Plain".

Ning Yi originally thought that as a sword bearer, he was a unique existence with a sword bone on his back.

Therefore, the "fine snow" that is blessed with divinity can only be driven and slashed by itself.

Now, it doesn't seem to be the case.

When "Master Pei Min" took over his "fine snow", he did it in one go, obviously not struggling.

After this incident, Ning Yi vaguely felt that it was not just Master Pei Min...... Other sincere-minded sword cultivators, if they need to "borrow a sword", "sword bones" may still be recognized.

The previous sword bearer had lent young Ye Changfeng a wisp of "sword qi".

But even so, there are still very few people who can swing the sword bone.

Ning Yi left the Shanshui Waterfall and walked towards the outside of Yangping City, with a complicated expression.

The mind is not at peace.

With the help of his ancestors, he found the entrance to the inheritance...... But the progress was stuck, and when he was in a hurry, Ning Yi tried many times, and then finally came to a reliable conclusion: it was not the picture scroll or his own problems, but the "divinity" conditions on his body, which were not enough to completely open the inheritance.

The moment of unfolding the scroll and evoking that bridge requires a great deal of divinity.

The Lionheart King Crystallization in Ning Yishen's Pool only gave "face" for the first time, and then lazily lay at the bottom of the pool without moving, resulting in the inheritance only opening a beginning.

Divinity is not enough......

Regarding this question, Ning Yi vaguely had a "feasible" idea in his mind.

He traveled all the way east to the imperial city of Zhongzhou.

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Fifteen miles outside the Imperial City of Tiandu.

On the outskirts of the city, there are many ancient cities, it is already dusk, the remnant sun is like blood, and the twilight is shrouded.

The sound of horses' hooves thundered.

Two young men in white shirts rode on the back of white horses, their bodies were extremely low, and they swept out of a dilapidated ancient city, like broken bamboos, in a straight line, into the old forest on the outskirts of the city.

One after the other, wearing open Taoist robes and white shirts inside, these two young people had purple thunder flashing in the heavenly court, and the clothes on their bodies, Taoist cultivation, and the aura that could not be concealed were all extremely conspicuous.

The identity of "Taoist disciple" is about to come out.

The face of the leading disciple was like an angry King Kong, and he said loudly.

"The Great Sui Law, the Daoist Edict! Wei Qingbat, you refine the Soul Banner and slaughter a hundred people, such a crime will never be repeated...... Even if you run for thousands of miles, you won't be able to escape death!"

As the voice fell, the disciple raised a finger and wiped it across his forehead.

Crackling thunder.

The sound is like King Kong descending into the world, rumbling and setting off a line of sound tide.

"Still not ambushed?!"

In front of the two of them, there was a ray of blue light, mixed with light blood, and the speed was extremely fast, obviously the "Wei Qingbat" in the mouth of the disciples of the Taoist Sect who should be "never recovered".

When the Dao Sect disciple raised his hand, thunder swept out and smashed on top of the blue light.

The secret technique of the Taoist Sect "Palm Thunder" specializes in restraining the Yin and Evil Cultivators!

Sure enough, Wei Qingbat let out a long roar, coughed up a mouthful of blood, the thunder light on his body bounced intensively, his body was stunned, he turned around, his eyes were scarlet and stared at the two Dao Sect disciples who had been chasing him for three days.

The Dao Sect cultivator who was the leader sneered, and the wind and thunder regained in his palm.

Catching a glimpse of the thunder light out of the corner of his eye, the demon stomped his feet again, and in the next moment, the blue light turned into a blood-red color—

The outlaw spell of the Eastern Ghost Cultivator.

I saw that its body roared like thunder, turning into a blood-colored rainbow rising from the ground, shooting out towards the depths of the old forest, along the way, all the things that blocked the way, dozens of old trees with extremely short spacing, two people hugging each other, and pieces of dense and upright green bamboos, all crashed into shattering and splashing.

The Taoist cultivator holding the "Thunder Light" was named Shi Qi, his expression was gloomy, and there was a touch of exhaustion in his eyebrows.

I've been chasing for three days in a row, and every time it's like this, my own thunder hits this old bat, it looks like the skin is open and the flesh is open, and it's miserable, but the other party has rough skin and thick flesh, and constantly performs "blood escape", which can always open the distance.

The bat's blood should be running out......

He took a deep breath, put his toes on the horse's back, and focused on the strong bamboo that was shooting towards him, and swept out with the force of the shock, constantly jumping like this, his body almost parallel to the ground, chasing into the old forest.

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When night fell, a faint layer of fog shrouded in the old forests of the ancient city.

The two Dao Sect disciples who chased them to the depths of the old forest stopped and stepped on the branches of the two ancient trees, frowning.

The blue light in the distance no longer escapes.

Shi Qi looked at Wei Qingbat, who was covered in blood red after revealing his body, and smiled: "It seems that you can't run." ”

Ghost Xiu, surnamed Wei, who stopped on the thick and dead branches of the old tree, was wearing a cyan cloak with a broken hole, and his expression was as white as a blank piece of paper.

He was originally a ghost cultivator who came out of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and he was suppressed in the east, and in order to break the border, he violated the law of the Great Sui and opened a killing ring in the Zhongzhou territory...... Therefore, it provoked the pursuit and killing of Taoist monks.

Wei Qingbat's expression was indifferent.

He looked at the two young Dao Sect cultivators whose cultivation realm was about the same as the Seven Realms.

The realm is not far from oneself, and it is a little tricky.

But...... Listening to what the man had just said, the information provided to them by the Dao Sect was not true.

He refined the spirit flag, and this matter is true, but "slaughtering a hundred people", this matter is different.

If you don't practice the art of ghost cultivation in southern Xinjiang, how can you know that the devil's path is difficult to do? Killing a hundred people is just the last step of the sacrificial flag.

Along the way, he was afraid of the wind and thunder attack of the Taoist Orthodox and wanted to escape, but these two boys chased after him.

The place was deserted.

Just right......

The cyan man hanging upside down on the old tree slowly drooped downward, his feet grasping the withered dry, and the whole person looked like a dried corpse bat holding his breath.

"Here, see you on your way. ”

Wei Qingbat narrowed his eyes, here and now, he killed two Dao Sect cultivators, no one would know.

He glanced around blankly to make sure there was no one, but then, he frowned and sniffed his nose, a strong smell of human flesh.

The "old bat" hanging upside down from the tree, his eyes slowly moved down, and he saw a head with a hairpin, facing the top of his head.

One person in a tree.

One person under a tree.

The person under the tree slowly raised his head, and what met Wei Qingbat's eyes was an elegant and gentle smile.

The man asked only four words.

"Dongjing, ghost cultivator?"