In early spring, the mountains and forests are shrouded in night, and a thin cold mist fills the grass and trees.

Liuxian Lake is like rain, but the mountains and forests on the other side are as deep as ink.

Qing Fang Zhenren held the dust with one hand, and the other behind his back, stopping in the dark, looking at a bamboo house in a remote corner of Liuxian Lake.

Before the sting came, the forest was still extremely quiet, except for the occasional wafting and weeping wind.

Qing Fang Zhenren didn't know what was waiting for, and didn't move, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Suddenly, Qing Fang Zhenren's ears moved slightly, as if he had heard something, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then with a resolute expression, he walked towards the bamboo house he had looked at earlier.

With every step, the bitter smile faded a point, and the killing intent on his body increased by a point.

However, in the darkness, someone suddenly blocked the way of the Qing Fang Zhenren.

A trace of moonlight in the sky leaked from the thin branches and leaves, shining on the faces of the people who appeared in front of him, and the sculptural expression of the Qing Fang real person suddenly changed: "Ji'er?!"

Lu Ji was dressed in the formal clothes of his own disciple, with a lotus crown on his head, his hair was meticulously fixed in the crown, his eyebrows were lowered, and he said to Qing Fangzhen: "Master, don't go again." ”

Qing Fang Zhenren's expression changed again when he heard this, and his eyes stared at Lu Ji with complicated eyes.

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When the other party spoke, Shao Heng did not stop exploring the surroundings with his divine sense.

This space seems to be extremely wide, but there is no sun, no moon and no stars, only chaos, and there is some kind of prohibition around it, which is like a black fog, suppressing the exploration of divine consciousness to a certain extent.

Shao Heng felt a stagnation when he released his divine consciousness out of the surrounding ten zhang, and then he received a heavy rebound force, blocking and bouncing back his divine sense. He tried to contact the Futu Pagoda with the control technique taught by Shui Ming'an, but there was only a vague connection.

If what the enemy said was true, something must have gone wrong with Shen Yuanxi's side.

But Shao Heng didn't have a flustered mood, and after retracting his senses, he turned his gaze to the person opposite who was still hiding his appearance, and his smile was a little cold: "It's okay." ”

I saw that there seemed to be an invisible energy around Shao Heng's body, and the black fog was forced to disperse into the distance. The shallow marks between his eyebrows lit slightly, and a vast white light jumped out, like the brightest star in the night, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

The brilliance jumped into Shao Heng's right hand like a fish, turning into a snow-white sword qi, which lasted for a short time and swallowed cold light.

The light emitted by the sword qi of the Kunlun Divine Sword was reflected in Shao Heng's deep pupils: "The policy set by Master Qingjing is not willing for me to persecute the sect too much after all, but I am different. ”

The snow-white sword qi suddenly exploded, and suddenly purple thunder spread out like a spider's web, surrounding the surface of the sword qi, and it was the divine purple thunder condensed on the Kunlun Divine Sword sword qi.

Shao Heng raised his head and said: "The enmity of the master, I will personally ask for it, it is really good, thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

The reason why the Kunlun Divine Sword was able to communicate with Shenxiao Purple Thunder was not clear to Shao Heng. First, it may be that the Divine Sword has an extraordinary origin, and it can communicate with the Heavenly Thunder itself, and secondly, it may also be caused by the residual aura being accommodated by the Kunlun Divine Sword when the Heavenly Machine Sword was destroyed.

No matter what, Qing Yan died under the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique, and Shao Heng naturally had to settle this account back.

Before the words fell, the Kunlun Divine Sword had split into several purple and white giant swords, like the sky and the earth, staggered towards the person in the black mist opposite.

"Hmph, arrogance!" The opposite side snorted angrily, and the space on this side shook violently, and the speed of the Kunlun Divine Sword slashing down seemed to slow down slightly.

However, the coercion contained in the Excalibur originated from the primeval period, and even if it was banned here, it was only a reprieve for a while.

The man didn't panic, he raised his hand and pointed, and the flying sword shrouded in black mist responded

Jumping up, eight flying swords that were condensed like essence were separated, and they all met in unison.

Above the eight flying swords, the purple light and thunder swam, and it was the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique.

The two swords staggered, and in an instant, the thunder of the heavens and the earth exploded together, and a large area of thunderclouds gathered above the head, the lightning was like a snake, and the rich purple contained the breath of destroying the world, and then it was annihilated.

The eight flying swords shook in unison and flew back upside down.

The Kunlun Divine Sword is like a towering mountain and river, standing in the center of this heaven and earth, standing still. But Shao Heng himself took three steps back, and a trace of blood oozed from his ears and nose.

In this battle, Shao Heng borrowed the power of the divine sword and was undefeated, but the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Technique was already extremely powerful, and it caused a great burden to himself under the collision.

The person on the other side didn't know if he was also injured, or if he didn't expect Shao Heng's current ability. There was a full pause for three breaths before he let out a cold snort that was much weaker than before.

After that, the other party shot again, as if he was bent on killing Shao Heng.

Shao Heng moved with his fingers, attacking against attacking, and the pace under his feet was like the flow of stars.

The enemy is the first of a peak, and Shao Heng, who is a swordsmanship, naturally does not dare to underestimate it, but he is vaguely surprised in his heart that whether it is the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique or the Vientiane Phantom Star Sword Technique, the other party seems to be very familiar with it.

In the vast rain of swords, Shao Heng found that no matter what trick he used, he seemed to be expected by the other party to score exactly the same. With just such a distraction, in just a few breaths, the enemy's eight flying swords had been pressed step by step.

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Qing Fang Zhenren looked at his disciple and nephew, and slowly spoke: "I thought that you were really eager for quick success and quick profit, which led to a mistake in your cultivation, so that your temperament changed and you made no progress, but it turned out that it was caused by a knot in your heart, and it was my dereliction of duty as a master." ”

"After Uncle Qingyan died, Shizun was indeed in a bad state of mind, and he didn't care too much about it. Lu Ji laughed to himself.

"When did you guess?" Qing Fang Zhenren looked at Lu Ji's face with a smile, felt a thorn in his face, and asked.

Lu Ji raised his head, looked at Qing Fang Zhenren and replied, "It's very early." In the Lingji Cave Heaven, I had some doubts about Fu Anning's death, and after I returned, the master thought it was a trivial matter and let it go gently. Although I listened to your words, when I returned to the clan, I accidentally discovered the connection between the clan and the Fu clan......"

Hearing this, Qing Fang Zhenren said lightly: "Although you are clothed and fed, you have been cautious and thoughtful since you were a child, but I have not left a handle, how much can you know?"

"As a descendant of the Lu clan and a nephew of your master, it is naturally easy to check the changes of the Lu clan in the past fifty years. You really don't have any handles, but ...... It's just a few passenger movements and casualties, and I guessed seven or eight points. But at that time, I just suspected that Uncle Qinghuai of Yuquan Peak was killed, and Uncle Qingyan fell into the trap of Wanfa Gate and was seriously injured in the end, which was related to my Lu family. Lu Ji's smile was a little miserable, "But immediately after Uncle Qingyan died in Jinquan Bay and Shao Heng ran away from the sect, I knew everything." ”

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, it is a matter of the Lu family's whole door, and from then on, Lu Ji was silent, closed himself in the door, and did not come out.

Qing Fang Zhenren's eyes flashed: "You have long recognized me, but you have been silent for six years, why are you here today?"

After six years of silence, the Yuquan family and the Lu family are more important, Lu Ji has already made a choice, not to mention that he has no friendship with Shao Heng and Shen Yuanxi.

As a descendant of the Lu family, it was naturally easy for Lu Ji to perceive the abnormal manpower transfer in the clan, but in addition, it was difficult for others to connect the events of the year with the Lu family from the vast scroll.

"The disciple has something to say...... No vomiting, no pleasure. Lu Ji raised his eyes, looked directly at Qing Fang Zhenren and said, "The disciple wants to ask the master,

If it's just for the Lu clan to go further, why is it attached to that person?"

Qing Fang Zhenren's face changed slightly, and Lu Ji's words meant that in the past six years, he had not really closed himself in the door. Thinking about it at this time, Qing Fang recalled the time when Lu Ji had left the mountain several times in recent years, and his face couldn't help but sink like water.

Lu Ji took a step forward and forced Qing Fang to look at him: "If it is a wrong step, a wrong step, but does the master know that that person is just using the family, and once the incident happens, he will be regarded as an outcast." At that time, not to mention that the Lu family will be knocked into the quagmire, and the lives of all the people will be worried. Master, is this really what you want? Disciple doesn't believe you can't think of this, but ...... Why? Why do you insist on letting that person take advantage of you?"

Qing Fang Zhenren was silent.

Seeing this, Lu Ji lifted his robe and knelt down, knocking his head three times, ignoring the dirty dirt and sharp stones on the ground.

When he looked up again, muddy water mixed with blood meandered down the bridge of Lu Ji's nose, looking a little hideous.

"Master...... Although the disciples are overwhelmed, they can't compare to others...... Selfishness also looks ahead, but also knows what to do and what not to do. ”

Lu Ji was silent, because the Lu family was full of people, and from then on, his heart was entangled, the road was cut off, and it was difficult to rest day and night.

What Zhou Zi'an can perceive, how can Lu Ji, who is now more and more delicate, not notice?

But this time, Lu Ji didn't plan to be silent.

"Master, now...... For the Lu family, please bind yourself to Guiyuan Peak......" Lu Ji's voice was hoarse.

Qing Fang's real eyes were sharp, revealing a bit of killing intent and struggle.

It's just that before the Qing side could make any decisions, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded from the side: "What a righteous annihilation, what are you hesitating about?"

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The surrounding fog was turbulent, like a raging wave, all of them were swept up by the sword qi of Shao Heng and another person, and they were forced to roll away into the distance.

After several fights, Shao Heng faintly sensed that something was wrong.

The sword light composed of these eight flying swords was overwhelming and impenetrable. The sword shadow traveled back and forth, like countless meteors crossing the sky, and under a closer look, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dizziness.

Shao Heng felt depressed, and he had a feeling of nausea, and the sword light of the Kunlun Divine Sword held him in the center in a ring, but he did not fight back.

The sword light formed by the eight flying swords formed a curtain like a dark night, slowly pressing down from above, like heaven and earth opening and closing, about to strangle the creatures in it.

If the shadow of the sword in the night is allowed to fall, anyone will be slashed by the blade of the sword.

The strange feeling that existed from the beginning has always lingered in Shao Heng's heart. In the face of the countless sword shadows that were slowly approaching like this, knowing that he would be dizzy at the first sight, Shao Heng still couldn't help but cast his eyes on it, unable to resist.

The speed of the sword light was getting faster and faster, but Shao Heng's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and the aura of the Kunlun Divine Sword was becoming more and more peaceful.

Seeing that the sword light in the sky was about to engulf Shao Heng, the sword formation formed by the eight flying swords suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you resist?" the voice was very old in the thick black mist.

Shao Heng pursed his lips tightly, his expression changed several times, and his voice trembled and puzzled: "Disciple...... I don't understand ......."

He paused, his gaze returned to clarity, and his tone was much calmer when he spoke again: "Master, the disciple doesn't understand. ”

The sword light in the sky suddenly turned, and the eight flying swords also disappeared without a trace, but in its place was a vast starry sky, with brilliant stars and free circulation.

The black fog dissipated, revealing a thin figure in mid-air, Tai Hao Zhenren was full of white hair, far older than six years ago, but he looked at Shao Heng with a faint smile on his face.

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