When night fell, the heavy clouds obscured the moonlight and the stars, and the five fingers could not be seen in the mountains.

In a dimly lit quiet room, two people sat opposite each other, one on the left and one on the right, but silent. The aroma of tranquil incense still lingered in the quiet room, but above the green case, the incense burner had been extinguished for a long time, and only the ashes of the furnace were scattered with a little residual warmth.

The man on the left had a handsome face and an elegant bearing, staring indifferently at a huge pearl of the still sea night on the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

The person sitting on the right looked like an ordinary young man in appearance, but his hair was mottled with silver stars, his expression was quite dignified, and he was dressed in a loose robe, which was obviously different from the person opposite him.

The dripping leak leaked bit by bit, and the eyebrow of the person on the left hand moved slightly, and he seemed to be a little impatient. He turned his gaze back from the Night Pearl, but he didn't look directly at the person opposite, only lowered his head and said, "If it's okay, the disciple will retire first." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed the sword-like gaze of the other side piercing his face, as if it were piercing his own head. But he was not moved at all, and thought absurdly in his heart: "The Yuanying Monk's magical powers are unpredictable, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably have no life at this moment." Speaking of which, there seems to be a swordsmanship in this sect that cultivates two eyes, but it has a lot of restrictions and is not powerful enough, and it has become a chicken ......."

Thinking of this, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, remembering who said this chicken rib swordsmanship, and his eyes suddenly revealed a faint sense of confusion.

The white-haired Taoist on the right hand saw his expression change slightly, thinking that the other party had taken it for himself, and said, "You should also receive the news, let's talk about it." ”

The elegant man put away the trace of confusion, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently skipped a trace of mockery: "What is there to say?" He lowered his head and seemed to be very respectful: "It's just that Qingyan taught a good apprentice, Yuquanfeng...... Hehe...... I am very relieved that there is a successor. ”

"Boom!" the whole chamber seemed to shake, and it was as if nothing had happened. Only the slightly falling ash on the case showed the abnormal movement of Fang Cai.

The white-haired Taoist put away his anger and said lightly: "That's a traitorous sect disciple." ”

"Traitor?" the elegant man's sarcasm intensified, "How he rebelled, you and I both know it. Yuan Xi's kid is also enough to make a decision immediately, knowing that Shao Heng has no chance of surviving in the midst of survival. I asked why he didn't try to cancel the 'kill order' for Shao Heng, and now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's just to confuse us and others, and Taoguang is obscure. ”

"Hmph! The white-haired Dao had no different color on his face, and continued: "In just six years, no matter how talented he is, he will never be able to compete with you and me, and the rumors have always been unpredictable. What's more, this source is from Yuxu Mountain, they have always been on bad terms with Cunwei, and there are many people who want to see our jokes. As for the Star Luo Sect, hehe, that's the Demon Dao! That kid dares to borrow the power of the Demon Sect, which is to provoke the Ten Sects of the Xuanmen and the entire righteous path!"

"Yes. The elegant young man replied unhurriedly.

"Shao Heng is alone, don't worry. But you need to pay more attention to those who have befriended him in the door. ”

"Oh, that's not going to be easy. Ning Yatou is Qingxuan's person, you know Qingxuan's temperament, especially after Qingyan's death...... "Elegant young man closed his mouth in a timely manner," ...... Shangguan Chengtai is the treasure of Uncle Taiyue, Nangong Beidou was born in the Nangong family and is the beloved disciple of Senior Brother Qingning, as for Shen Yuanxi, he is even more in the spotlight, and now he doesn't know where to go. Please also ask the teacher to teach you. ”

"I naturally know this, but I just want you to pay more attention to them, and use them to find out Shao Heng's current movements. As for Won-hee...... According to the feedback, he went to the north, perhaps to Tsz Wan Zhai. Find a reason, go to a letter, and take him

Return. The white-haired Taoist looked murderous, "The rest of the people are just that, Yuan Xi...... I can't stay any longer. ”

Hearing this, the elegant young man raised his head and stared at the other side for a while: "...... Uncle Shi, do you really want to do this? Even if you don't resent the decision of the head of the family, you shouldn't forget Yuan Xi...... Yuan Xi, no matter his talent or heart, is the most outstanding disciple of my sect for hundreds or even thousands of years. ”

A trace of wavering flashed in the eyes of the white-haired Daoist, and he immediately became firm and indifferent: "Among the sects, there are not a few outstanding disciples, and in time, they will not be weaker than Shen Yuanxi." He's gifted, but he's too young......"

The elegant young man sneered, and there were a thousand sarcastic or blocking words in his belly, which rolled through his throat like strong oil, but in the end they all melted like snow in the cold and indifferent gaze of the white-haired Taoist.

The room was silent for a while, and the elegant young man spoke again: "You know...... Senior Brother Qingning has successfully retreated, if there are no accidents, he should have broken through to the Yuan Infant Cultivation?"

The white-haired Daoist's eyes flickered, and he bowed slightly, indicating that he knew about it.

After a pause, the elegant young man looked a little playful: "Since you already know, why do you want to keep going?"

The white-haired Taoist closed his eyes, and then looked at the other party indifferently: "What if Qingning breaks through?" He is Yuan Xi's master, not Yuan Xi's master. After seeing that the elegant young man suddenly realized the meaning of his words, he said: "To this day, it is useless for you to regret it. From the moment you decided to deal with Qinghuai and Qingyan, you had no way out, and with your heart, you should not have the behavior of today's woman. ”

"You don't need to remind me, I know that. It's just ......" The elegant young man put away all his emotions, smiled lightly, and walked out of the quiet room directly with some rudeness.

He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and when he stepped out of the cave, he realized that it was already dawning, and the morning glow in the east was bright and brilliant, and it was gradually cranking towards the mountains.

He saw the figure of a young disciple on the top of the mountain in the distance, dancing his sword against the rising sun.

The shadow of the sword is extremely fast, swaying like a silver thread, like a swimming fish shuttling.

The figure was somewhat familiar, making him subconsciously get closer. When he saw the young disciple's face clearly, the elegant young man couldn't help but stop.

He didn't know the disciple, but he had guessed who the other person was.

At this moment, the voice of the two brothers discussing the various classics in the library building with him resurfaced in his mind.

At this moment, he had an impulse to tell everything with Qing Ning and Qing Jing.

The elegant young man fixed his eyes on the young disciple newly recruited by Yuan Xi in the distance, turned around and drove away. The slightest apology in my heart, like this thin layer of ice and snow melted away in the morning sun.

And on this day, not only white-haired Taoists and elegant young people stayed awake all night.

Among the inner disciples of the same generation as Shao Heng, some are struggling with their faces, and some are holding a cup of tea and thoughtful.

And Shao Heng is also walking towards Fu Anning, who is dying, step by step.

Ciyunzhai did not have a cell, and in order to prevent Fu Anning from having any possibility of escaping, Shui Ming'an personally intervened and imprisoned him.

The Kunlun Divine Sword pierced the injury and was temporarily suppressed, but Fu Anning could still feel the destruction of the white sword qi raging in his body.

Fu Anning never thought that he would have such an embarrassing day, he who had successfully lurked for many years, and played many people and even Yuanying Monk on applause, never expected that he would have today.

He had thought that he might fail this time, but he never imagined that he would lose so completely.

Fu Anning guessed that Ciyun Zhai had the intention of luring them into the urn, and arranged a trap to deal with the Liuyue monks.

He calculated everything, but he didn't count people's hearts.

He didn't expect the perseverance of the Liuyue Monks, and he would rather die than drag them down, and he didn't expect Pan Xiaoyun, who was as worthless as a feather, to disregard his life.

However, what Fu Anning really didn't calculate was that Shen Yuanxi and Shao Heng had grown up so far over the years.

Jealousy ate away at his heart, even more than the pain of flesh and bones.

Being trampled on the soles of his feet by people he once regarded as ants is probably the most unbearable thing for people like Fu Anning.

Gou You stared coldly at the man who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog and gasped, without saying a word, until Shao Heng's footsteps came from behind. He turned around and saluted Shao Heng, but when he saw Shao Heng's expression, he couldn't help but feel a chill behind him.

Since calling Ciyunzhai and meeting Shen Yuanxi and Xiao Yu, Shao Heng that Gou You has seen is gentle and elegant, and he has almost forgotten what kind of coercion his lord's suffocating indifference and evil aura has brought to him.

At this moment, Shao Heng has faded from gentleness, as if he is the sharp knife of the people in the Star Luo Sect who blocks people and gods.

Gou You quietly retreated, closing the door to block out the light.

The room was dim again, Fu Anning barely raised his head, his eyes collided with Shao Heng, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hehe...... Hehehehehe......"

He laughed and gasped: "Really...... It's hard for you, it's still ...... Leave me a ...... Life. ”

Shao Heng's body did not move at all, and he looked coldly at Fu Anning who was prostrate at his feet.

He had thought about today's scene day and night, and stabbed this person in his mind countless times, but when Fu Anning really fell into his hands, Shao Heng was not so happy.

The master is gone, and I can no longer laugh with him. And in the past six years, everything he has experienced, as well as Xiao Yu's injury, cannot be changed back no matter what.

“…… You don't kill me...... I want to know who it is...... Kill your master Qingyan, right?" Fu Anning tilted his head, his eyes red from bloodshot: "Or ...... Wonder...... Who else is behind me?"

He seemed to have some fun, so he got so strong that he struggled to sit up.

Fu Anning stared at Shao Heng, who was expressionless, grinned, took a few quick breaths, and said in a rather coherent voice: "Speaking of which...... I still admire you, you must know that your Qinghuai uncle is almost the same as you, but the result is ...... ......Seeing that Shao Heng's eyes had changed, he was extremely happy, and then reluctantly pointed to his head: "You should know...... Ahem...... A level like me...... You don't need to search for gods...... The Dharma...... Why don't we make an exchange?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Anning felt that his whole body was tight, and there was a sharp pain in his body everywhere. He bit the tip of his tongue sharply and looked at Shao Heng angrily. I saw Shao Heng slightly raising a hand, as if there were countless silk threads in his hand, pulling his whole body.

Shao Heng's fingers moved slightly, as if he was carrying a puppet, setting up Fu Anning and lifting him to the air.

The severe pain made Fu Anning's whole body spasm, and he looked at Shao Heng in disbelief.

"I'm not here to ask those two questions. Shao Heng said word by word, and the words seemed to pop out of his teeth: "I already know who participated in the killing of Shizun, and I also know who is behind you." I'm here to tell you that you're not worth mentioning to me. ”

After speaking, his five fingers tightened, Fu Anning was divided into countless flesh and blood in horror, and the Yuan Shen was also cut cleanly.

Shao Heng looked indifferently at the blood-drenched ground, and said to Gou You, who came in after hearing the voice: "This place is a quiet place for Buddhism, clean it up." ”

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