"Well, let's go down the hill and play. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhuo Xian said with a smile, "It's rare for you to have such free time, otherwise if the master and senior brother are there, the two of them will be old-fashioned, and they will only ask you to cultivate." ”

Bai Lian was still a little surprised, but she was a little happy in her heart. Since she entered the Kunlun Sect, especially after worshipping under the throne of Bai Chen Zhenjun, most of the time she has actually stayed on the high winter peak between the heavens and clouds, except for sneaking down by herself in private, she has not had much contact with the ordinary people in the sect on weekdays.

Of course, the three people who have the most contact with her are Bai Chen Zhenjun, but Bai Chen Zhenjun is busy with cultivation, and Xianyue Zhenren, as the head of Kunlun, has complicated and busy affairs, and he takes the most care of her and meets her the most on weekdays, which is this second senior brother.

In fact, for Zhuoxian, Bai Lian's impression is not bad, but it is just good. Although in real terms, Zhuo Xian is a veteran Jindan monk in the Kunlun faction, and his reputation is extremely high, but on his head, a master and a senior brother are too dazzling, which makes Zhuo Xian look a little bleak.

For ordinary people and ordinary monks, the Jindan realm for decades has long been the pinnacle of dreams, but for Zhuo Xian, the world often changes its opinion: Your master is a peerless personified god true monarch, your senior brother is a little worse, but he is also a real person, and he also inherited the position of the head of the Kunlun faction, and his fame moves the world. Compared to these two geniuses, Brother Jindan? What is that?

In the world, there are always people who feel that others have not met the expectations that they have arbitrarily set in their hearts, that is, that person does not work hard and has poor talents, it is all that person's fault, but no one has ever wanted to really understand why that person is.

Bai Lian is a young and old child, and it can even be said that she is terrifyingly mature in private, but after all, she is too young, and there will always be some things that she has not experienced and thought of. For example, now, she always compares the second senior brother in front of her with the master and the senior brother together, intentionally or unintentionally, and then comes to the impression that "he seems to be worse".

However, although the achievements are poor, he is still a good person, Zhuo Xian is still good to Bai Lian on weekdays, and he is probably the best person to her on this winter peak.

Bai Lian showed a rare smile, nodded to Zhuo Xian, and thought to herself, this second senior brother can still be a man, so she walked quickly.

Zhuo Xian watched Bai Lian leave, and his eyes remained gentle. From beginning to end, he saw the change in Bai Lian's demeanor in his eyes, but it didn't have much impact on him.

For many years, how many people have belittled him like this, intentionally or unintentionally.

That's normal, isn't it?

Zhuo Xian could even guess some of the thoughts of the little girl Bai Lian, he knew that she shouldn't mean it, no matter who it was, after having a master who turned into a god and a senior brother who was the head of Yuanying Zhenjun and Kunlun, everyone's expectations for him would become very high.

It's so high that if you only cultivate to become a Jindan monk, it seems like a sin!

The wind and snow in the distance blew in, and the figure of the white lotus disappeared in the distance. The smile on Zhuoxian's face slowly dissipated, and his expression gradually faded away, looking at it as if it was the wind and snow on this winter peak.

Cold, and stinging!

He quietly looked at this familiar white world, every cliff, every icicle, every mountain road, and even every piece of wind and snow that had blown here, he felt so familiar to him.

He spent a long time here.

He raised his head and looked up at the blizzard at the highest point of the mountain, which seemed to be above the nine heavens, as if it were forever unattainable.

After a moment, he suddenly smiled, with a bit of self-deprecation.

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There are many, many more traces left by that stormy night last night. Under the hazy sky, the clouds gathered into a thick blanket and slowly swirled, as if something was brewing.

And on an unnamed peak outside the Kunlun Mountains, a dark shadow was slowly walking towards the highest peak.

That's the black dog Atu.

As the night passed, it seemed to have endured another terrible battle, and the appearance of being covered in bruises returned to its body, and the blood kept flowing, staining large swaths of the land red.

But Ah Tu is not the worst, there are many worse than it, such as those who died on both sides of the mountain road, or rolled directly into the cliff and died.

There was a smell of slaughter and blood in the air, and some heavy wheezing echoed through the shadows of the mountain. Behind Ah Tu, in the crevices of the grass and trees, behind the branches and leaves of the woods, you can see some bright or murderous eyes everywhere.

At the same time, in the middle of these terrible eyes and Atu, near the mountain road, a mess can be seen, blood is flowing everywhere, and fragments of flesh and bones can be seen everywhere, like a feast of slaughter.

Atu's sharp teeth and the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood.

The closer he got to the night of the full moon, the more he felt the throbbing of power in his body, like a wild volcano, about to erupt and roar horribly towards the heavens and the earth.

It felt as if something was about to change.

However, the "Holy Blood" that followed the Holy Beast flowed out, and the many demon beasts who were attracted by the strange scent of blood were also very excited to surround it.

It is the most coveted delicacy in the world, and it is the supreme treasure that is enough for the monsters to gain great power and advance to the ranks, this is not a legend, this is the instinct of all monsters from the depths of their blood.

Therefore, when that terrifying and strange smell of blood diffused, all the demon beasts within a radius of a hundred miles went crazy, the boundary between life and death seemed to be less important at this moment, and instinctive desire seemed to have taken over.

Do you want to get ahead? Do you want to get to the top?

Wave after wave, like a furious wave, the hostility is desperately pulling you, dragging you, hurting you, murdering you, why can you go, why can't I?

Eat your flesh and drink your blood, or maybe I can do the same?

So the wind and clouds converged, and the sky and the earth were hazy, and every step out seemed to be accompanied by blood.

The black dog had never been so lonely, even when it was young, after following the man, it thought it would not happen again, but now when it looked up at the gloomy sky and breathed the cold and terrible wind, it finally understood.

This section of the road, it is the only one, and it can only be walked alone.

The black dog, Ah Tu, glanced back, and his eyes were full of murderous light.

The aura hidden in the shadows of the shadows suddenly flinched, as if they were intimidated by the ferocity, but that was all. Before the bloody feast, before the king has not yet reached the top, who will abandon this bloody feast?

The cold wind blew, and Ah Tu suddenly remembered Lu Chen, was that person still on that mountain at this time?

Ah Tu didn't know the answer to this question, and maybe the person didn't either.

It wagged its half-cut tail slightly, and the sight suddenly looked a little bleak and comical in the midst of a fierce blood.

Then it turned around again, and although it was a dog, it seemed to have its eyes on the world, ignoring all the greedy gazes, the covetous gazes, and the blood-soaked scars on its body, and step by step, up the wind, to the top of the highest mountain.

Looking forward to the coming of this night.

Looking forward to the full moon that will eventually appear!

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There are two people standing on the head of the towering Kunwu City, looking out at the majestic Kunlun Mountains in the distance.

They are Fan Hui and Chen Yan.

The dark clouds in the hazy sky hung low, stacked on top of each other, accompanied by gusts of cold wind blowing from the mountain, making this piece of heaven and earth highlight the meaning of slaughter.

The mountain was so tall that it stood as tall as a god, as if it were unattainable.

The expressions on the faces of Fan Hui and Chen Yan were not good-looking, and they were a little gloomy, but in comparison, Fan Hui's eyes were a little more fierce, while Chen Yan was relatively calm.

In the cold wind, Chen Yan was the first to speak: "Over there on the mountain, is it the annual sect conference of the Kunlun faction?"

Fan Fei nodded and said, "Yes, this is the most important event of the Kunlun faction in a year, and important people of all sizes will participate." Saying that, he suddenly snorted and said, "If a piece of meteorite suddenly rains down from the sky today, you can take away all this damn sect." ”

Although the original atmosphere was serious and heavy, but suddenly hearing Fan Hui's words, Rao is Chen Yan has always been calm, and he couldn't help laughing, then shook his head, and said after a moment of silence: "In other words, today on Kunlun Mountain, it can be said that the Kunlun faction is the strongest and most concentrated day of the year?"

Fan retreated: "It's almost." ”

Chen Yan said, "What arrangements do you have?"

Fan Hui was silent for a moment and said: "The enemy is strong and I am weak, and there is nothing to be done, so I can only let those insiders watch carefully, and don't act rashly." ”

Chen Yan nodded and said, "This is also a wise move. After a pause, he glanced at Fan Hui again, and said, "Speaking of which, I suddenly had an idea recently and wanted to discuss it with you." ”

Fan retreated: "Please speak." ”

Chen Yan said: "The land of the Western Continent is very vast, and there are also a large number of cultivators, although the Kunlun Sect is very powerful, it seems that our Holy Sect does not need to put most of its energy here. What do you think?"

Fan Wei frowned and did not speak.

Chen Yan smiled and said: "Although we have had temporary setbacks before, we have not hurt the fundamentals, now it is better to develop secretly, let's endure for a while, and when the Holy Sect recovers and becomes strong again in the future, we can naturally come to trouble these people again." ”

Fan Hui looked at Kunlun Mountain in the distance, and suddenly said, "But there is a brother on that mountain that we haven't been in touch with?

Chen Yan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Speaking of which, I have been thinking about this matter from beginning to end for the past two days, and I always have a feeling in my heart that this matter is a bit weird...... )