Curled up in the deepest corners of the room, he buried his head deep in the crook of his arm. I like this pose very much, because the light does not fall into my eyes, and the only thing I can hear is my own heartbeat.

The deep feeling of depression mixed with the stench of the corpse was suffocating. The bewitching bloodstains, repeating the shocking trajectory and flowing slowly, wet his messy broken hair.

A slender but powerful hand suddenly touched the back of his hand, and looked up at the hand, just in time for a pair of dark eyes. He shook it in a ghostly way, drowning out the slight coolness of his fingers, and becoming noisy in the silence.

"Senior brother, it's okay, senior brother, I'm here. There were only breath in his ears.

He looked up at the only person standing in the room.

This person was wearing a gray and black immortal robe, but his eyes were flashing with the blood from the killing, and he was swinging the long blade of the gray mist in his hand at the person curled up in the pool of blood at his feet without pause.

The man's death was full of unwillingness, but it made him feel the joy of revenge.

Is he next? In his clear vision, the red lotus blooms in one moment, and the darkness in two moments—perhaps death is the best destination.

The ensuing fire burned a qiē here to ashes, burning his memories to charcoal.

After a while, a light fell into his eyes, and there was no longer darkness around him, and he struggled to sit up, quietly listening to the sound of his left chest throbbing, feeling the only proof of survival, and intertwined ambiguously with his breath in silence.

"Senior brother, we are saved!"

With this call, he saw that many of his imprisoned disciples of the same rank had escaped together.

Finally, free?

Many years later, when the two of them worshipped the sword madman they met by chance as their teacher and entered the school with a dead face in their wanderings, they learned that they had slaughtered all the high-ranking monks of the Baiyue Sect and burned their corrupt powerful names-

Desert.

******

"Master?" Xian Zhiyu found that Master was rarely distracted when he was practicing the sword, as if he was caught in some memory.

"Ah," Zhao Zhao was slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly replied, "What did you ask just now, can you say it again." ”

"The six pillars of the heart are the first and second lines for the earth, the third and fourth lines for people, and the fifth and upper lines for the sky. The way of heaven and earth is rigidity and softness, and the way of heaven is yin and yang.

Xianzhiyu first ascended to build the foundation, looked back at the cultivation method of refining qi, looked down, and suddenly had questions.

At that time, in the Lai Sect, he comprehended the method of protecting the body of the reiki of rigidity and softness, and the method of applying the aura of yang and yin.

As if he had already understood, he replied with a smile: "This benevolence and righteousness are literal." ”

"What Master said literally, but is it the benevolence and righteousness in 'killing oneself to become benevolent and sacrificing oneself for righteousness'?" Xian Zhiyu continued to ask.

"I know what you're wondering about," Yu Zhao's expression suddenly faded, "A long time ago, when I was still in the Qi refining period, I often wondered, in this cultivation realm where murder and treasure grabbing, deceit, and cultivation of Ding Furnace are commonplace, does true benevolence and righteousness still exist?"

Xian Zhiyu didn't expect that his master, who didn't care about the world and seemed tepid about anything, would have such thoughts.

"Later, when my master passed on me to talk about the way of man with the Six Hearts Sword Technique, he said that only benevolent and righteous people know that benevolence and righteousness are the greatest benefits, and those who are not benevolent and righteous can only seek profit from other ways, so there are methods of cultivating people and treasures, deceiving themselves, and raising the Ding Furnace. ”

With a light wave of his hand, hundreds or thousands of sword shadows that could not be caught by the naked eye were stacked, and the sword light flew and swirled around him, and the turbulent wind brought up the snow on the ground, and the momentum was uproaring.

"Benevolence and righteousness are not benevolence, not vanity, not fame, just the way of seeking in my heart, I am a disciple of the Pavilion, the way is different......" He stared at the idle island in front of him, and handed a long sword to him, "What is the Tao in your heart?"

******

What am I seeking?

Sitting on the back of the giant crane "Yangyang" raised by Yu Zhaoying, Xianzhiyu couldn't help but think about this problem.

However, for a person like him who is full of "becoming stronger, stronger and stronger", this kind of topic of tracing back to the source, he can't think of it even if he grabs three thousand green silks in vain.

Let's put it aside for now.

"Brother Dasi, are you sure you are not lost?" Sansi raised his head and sniffed vigorously, "Why do I smell a smell of seawater." ”

Saying this, it is true that Xianzhiyu also sniffled vigorously, this salty and bitter moisture.

Luoyao Valley, doesn't it sound like it should be in some deep mountains and old forests?

Standing at the front of the crane body, he looked up from his thick "notes" and said quietly: "People who have been lying there and sleeping are not qualified to comment on my ability to recognize the way, and the direction I am walking is what the invitation I sent before." ”

"It's better to get lost and don't want to go. The squatting crane tail muttered sullenly.

"Master, it was your old man who brought us here to participate in the Nine Gates Controversy, and we didn't force you to come, you must remember this. When the time comes, don't make trouble in front of the elders of other sects, good. ”

Xianzhiyu patted Yu Zhao's shoulder and coaxed kindly, but was dumped by the other party, and in desperation, he had to scold Xu Yingtang, who didn't know where he was fooling around, from head to toe.

"Here we are. Xingzhi said affirmatively.

"Indeed...... Are you sure?" Sansi asked very, very skeptically.

Xianzhiyu looked down along their line of sight, and after the clouds dispersed, it was actually black...... Birds.

This beast has a black body, the body of a blue bird, two pairs of wings, and a double snake head; although it is only a low-level demon beast, the scene of tens of thousands of them gathering in the air at the same time is unique.

Looking at the flock of birds gathered into a black sea, Xianzhiyu couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"Wu Wai Shuang, according to legend, the Emperor of Heaven hid the immortal medicine in Wushan, and ordered this bird to guard outside, in order to prevent other demon beasts from stealing the elixir, and then there is a formation power to create a famous array called 'Wu Cry', after the formation is formed, tens of thousands of Wu Cry double hovering on it, covering the sky and covering the sun, where the formation guards the area, there are those who escape the sky will attack it in groups. ”

Xingzhi explained to the other two while he quickly recorded it with a brush.

"Four or four want us to rush down directly!" "Sansi picked up her Xuantie Greatsword, looking eager to try.

"How is it possible, the famous big array, you think it's an ornament, you can't pass from above, so you can find a way to go around it from the side. Xianzhiyu pressed Sansi's head with his hand and forced her to look at the birds, "So many, can you bear it when you rush down and be attacked by the group?"

"Like...... Fourth, no. He replied with a wink.

Yu Zhaoyi also leaned over to them and looked down, nodded and said, "Very good, so let's go back!"

"Shi ......" Xianzhiyu was just about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by a sudden cry from overhead.

"Haha, look at where this hillbilly faction came from, just a big cry scared them out to go home. ”

Looking up at this arrogant voice, Xianzhiyu found that all the other sects that had come to participate in the dispute had arrived.

At a glance, I saw the jade plover boat of the Lai faction slowly approaching from a distance, accompanied by a flock of cranes—compared to the one they were riding, it was very small.

And laughing at them was a burly disciple in the Burning Sword Sect, a cursory look, the door is all blue-robed sword cultivators, dozens of people are coming by a bronze giant sword, the leader of the team is actually a heroic female cultivator, after hearing the disciple's voice, she frowned slightly, squinted her eyes to stop it, and arched her hand in the direction of Xianzhiyu and them:

"Senior Brother Yuan, Qingsui is polite. ”

He smiled back at it.

"The Cheapest Gate, what an invincible name. Xianzhiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows behind his back and mocked.

The sound of wings fluttering buzzed, and not far from the side of the Burning Sword Gate, a huge six-winged flying centipede flickered left and right, and the one sitting on it should be the Shanhai Sect, which mainly domesticated spirit beasts.

Sitting cross-legged at the head of the flying dragon was a scrawny old man, who stroked his beard and said with a smile: "When you first came to Luoyao Valley, you naturally didn't know that this first level was to rush into this black cry array...... Of course, the test is only for these foundation building juniors, and we can wait for the people who guard the valley. ”

He saluted and thanked each other.

Xianzhiyu knew that he was absolutely reluctant in his heart.

In addition to the various sects, there are also a lot of scattered cultivators, who gather or scatter on the big array, and they should be quietly watching the changes.

Xianzhiyu was pondering the words of the elders of the Shanhai faction in his heart at this time, since there are people guarding the valley in Luoyao Valley, it means that this array can be artificially controlled, if everyone has to break through every time the nine gates fight, it will definitely take a lot of time to repair, so the gains outweigh the losses, so there must be a shortcut to the way to enter the valley.

How to enter the valley?

Take out a thing from your bosom, Xianzhiyu Wan'er, that's right.

Valley tokens.

Each formation will have a "back door", that is, a spell or token that can allow people to enter.

Just as he was about to remind him to think twice and stop acting, he saw that the disciples of the Sword Burning Sect had already jumped down in unison, and when they passed by them, they laughed at them with "cowards" and "hillbillies".

Since ancient times, it has only been said that literati are inferior to each other, and now it seems that sword cultivation and sword cultivation sects are not much better, and they are disgusted with each other.

Carrying the valley token back into his arms, the sea of qi in Xianzhiyu was stacked, and in an instant, the aura was running all over the body, and he glanced at Sansi.

"Senior sister, how about letting them see the sword cultivation in the city and see the power of our sword cultivation in the countryside?"

"Brother Hungry, let's just wait for your words. "After thinking twice, he untied the Xuantie heavy sword behind him, and went straight down the sword.

Hey, run so fast, wait for me to get ready.

Xianzhiyu stepped on his toes, like a falcon embroidered on his robe, and jumped briskly to the black cry array.

The rest of the line sighed on Yang Yang's back, "I'd better use the safest method, Uncle Yuan, you can be on it alone, I'll see you later." ”

After that, he took out the Entering Valley Token, and waited for the protective barrier after the injection of spiritual energy to unfold, and then he was not in a hurry and the sword slowly fell.

In this way, all the monks above the great array were submerged in it one after another.

When he first passed through the large array, the demon bird with the head of the two snakes did not react, and when Xianzhiyu continued to fall down for a few feet, the birds gathered together as if they had received an order, and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards him.

couldn't help grinning, Xianzhiyu hurriedly flipped in mid-air, stepped into the air several times with his feet, and dodged a wave of onslaught with the power of the counterthrust.

After building the foundation, relying on the method of cultivating to perfection during the Qi refining period, Xianzhiyu no longer needed the imperial sword, and with the aura attached to the soles of his feet and the reaction force of the rapid stepping into the air, it was enough for him to look like a Jindan monk "floating" in the air.

He raised his hand and summoned the shadow of the sword around his body, repelling the black cry shuang that sprang out from all directions one by one.

Half a cup of tea later, Xianzhiyu saw an acquaintance—it was the burly Burning Sword Sect disciple who had just laughed at them.

I can't help but have a plan.

Slowed down a little and waited for the flock of birds chasing from above, and after visually seeing that the number was sufficient, Xianzhiyu suddenly accelerated, and the wind swept towards the disciple of the Burning Sword Sect.

"Hey, this junior brother, come and pick up the meeting gift that senior brother gave you. When he was approaching, Xianzhiyu also reminded him in a friendly voice.

This Burning Sword Sect disciple turned his head to look, and saw a group of demon birds dragging behind the buttocks of the comer, rushing towards him, and couldn't help but panic.

"Bye-bye. Xianzhiyu waved his hand, and a flash disappeared, leaving the disciple alone to fight against the flock of birds.

"Hahaha, Brother Hungry, you're amusing me. "Sansi Imperial Sword leaned over, struck with both palms, and a whole wall of earth appeared out of thin air, easily resisting the impact of the demon bird.

Think twice, in the early days of foundation building, the cultivation of the Five Elements Exercises was soil, because she was a fake, and the soil was the root of the heavenly spirit.

Xianzhiyu also laughed non-stop, so he wandered freely with the wind, throwing away a dull depression in his chest in the clouds and smoke.

So giggling passed through many people.

As he passed by a few loose cultivators, Xianzhiyu caught a glimpse of a gray-clothed figure.

Turning his head to look, the other party was also looking at him.

The eyes are facing each other.

Time stands still.

Even after ten years, the person can still be recognized at a glance.

Someone who has been tossing and turning in my mind for ten years.

Qin Yan Xiu.

Xianzhiyu felt that except for his eyes and sight, all his other senses were lost at this moment.

The other party didn't mean to look away at all, just stared at him quietly.

Qin Yanxiu held the Gu Token in his hand, and his body was shrouded in a light-colored protective barrier.

There were no ripples in his eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger.

He slowly raised his hand, and suddenly released a murderous aura and attacked Xianzhiyu.

There's no way to dodge.

Xianzhiyu just subconsciously closed his eyes.

The puppet line wrapped in Qin Yanxiu's icy aura swept past Xianzhiyu's left ear and circled behind him, splitting the several black cries that rushed towards him into pieces.

Retracting the puppet line, and also retracting his gaze, Qin Yanxiu urged his aura and quickly flew towards the platform that was already visible below.

Leaving Xianzhiyu to stop in place and look at his back in a daze.

I didn't expect that I could find it so lightly -

It's like it,

A miracle sent from heaven.