There was only one last night left until the night of the full moon, but here in the Kunlun Mountains it was still dark and heavy, and after it got dark, it even rained again from the sky. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This rain, it seems to be a little heavier than yesterday, mixed with the cold wind blowing from the north, there is a chill that penetrates the skin. Heaven and earth seem to be filled with a cold breath of slaughter, in the bleak wind and cold rain, the mountains and forests seem to be trembling in the dark night.

In the forest, a dark shadow came out of a dark corner, and a little ghost fire burned in its eyes, it was Ah Tu.

At this moment, for some reason, the black dog's body had expanded and more than doubled in size than usual, and at the same time, a pair of snow-white sharp fangs emerged from its mouth, emitting a chilling light in the night.

There was crimson blood, dripping from between its lips and teeth, and behind it could faintly see a demon beast that had fallen to the ground, and the blood was washed by the rain and flowed to the ground. And Atu's footsteps were also a little unsteady, and it seemed that the battle that had just been fought was not easy for it.

It was drenched in blood, mixed with the rain, staining its fur red. Half of the blood was the blood of the dead demon beast, and the other half was from the fleshy wounds on Atu's body.

In the cold night, these blood flowed, but it gradually exuded a mysterious aura, fierce and powerful, but there seemed to be a little temptation aroma, just like the sacrifice sacrifice on the altar of the ancient demon god.

The aroma, diffused with the wind, drifted through the dark night, drifted through the rain that kept falling, wafted over the mountains and forests, and gradually, let the dark night begin to stir.

There was a beast's roar in the distance, high and low, and Ah Tu stopped, turned its one eye to look into the distance, and then looked back at the wounds and blood on his body.

The rain grew heavier, and the cold wind blew bitterly, carrying the cold rain like a knife on its body. The darkness in front of him surged, as if attracted by the sudden appearance of the "fragrance", and in the vast dark night, there were suddenly countless terrifying and ferocious breaths, and they approached this nameless mountain forest together.

The green fire in Ah Tudu's eyes flickered, and then he shook off the rain on his body and continued to walk forward. As the night grew darker and the wind and rain more rapid, it slowly rose and began to gradually walk to the highest point of the mountain.

It's just that when it looks up at the night sky, in the cold sky and the dark sky, there is only the wind and rain and the dark clouds in the sky, and there is not a shadow of the moon in sight.

On this night when the moon was only one day away, in the middle of the night when it should have been abundant and bright, only the cold rain obscured the world, and with the terrible aura of endless darkness and shadows, it pounced on the black dog.

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It was late at night, and it was raining heavily on the Kunlun Mountains.

It was unexpectedly cold that night, and even the monks who had always practiced the Tao and were not afraid of the cold and heat would feel a chill. Therefore, with the exception of those who patrol the mountain and guard the disciples, most of them stayed in their own residences, either meditating on meditation or listening to the sound of the rain, waiting for this heavy rain and this dark night to pass.

Shinto is alone in his room.

Because of his special status, as the head of the Kunlun Sect, he neither had his own cave mansion like most of the Yuanying Realm real people, nor did he live on the Winter Peak in the Sky Dome Cloud because he was the eldest disciple of Bai Chen Zhenjun. Although logically speaking, he can get both treatments.

Since he is the head of Kunlun, of course there is only one place where he lives, and that is the Zhengyang Hall of Tiankun Peak. This is the place where the heads of the Kunlun faction lived in the past dynasties, and it is the center of the power of the entire Kunlun faction.

However, time passed, geniuses came and went, but only the silent peaks and majestic halls always stood here, never changing.

In the dead of night, Xianyue Zhenren had no intention of sleeping peacefully, so he lit a candle and closed the doors and windows. When the wind and rain outside were beating on the closed window, he was in front of the bronze mirror in the room, wearing a solemn dress that only the head of Kunlun could wear.

This dress is solemn, magnificent, beautiful and atmospheric, and there is no chance to wear it under normal circumstances, unless it is a special festival or major event, the head of Kunlun will wear this dress. The Kunlun sect has been calm and peaceful all these years, so Xianyue Zhenren only has one chance a year to wear it.

Just tomorrow.

His hand gently caressed the grand and solemn gown, and a hint of smug pride appeared on his face. In this life, although he has had twists and turns and pain on the road of cultivating immortals, in general, he is still going very smoothly, and the achievements he has achieved at his age have far exceeded most people in this room.

He can indeed be proud.

However, in front of him, there was still a long way to go on the seemingly endless road from ancient times to the present, but Xianyue Zhenren felt that he had seen the tall and broad back of his master, and maybe one day, he would really catch up.

How will it feel when that happens...... Xianyue Zhenren smiled, looking at his majestic self in the bronze mirror.

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The Heavenly Soldier Hall is one of the most important and powerful halls in the Kunlun Sect, and the first Dukong Zhenren is also highly respected and famous in the sect.

On this night, Dukong Zhenren stayed in his own cave mansion, which was similar to the Xianyue Zhenren on Tiankun Peak at this moment, and Dukong Zhenren was in a good mood. He has supported the head of the Xianyue Zhenren for many years, and in these years, although the Kunlun faction has been peaceful and peaceful to the outside world, there will always be some battles that will not be seen by the characters at the level of Yuanying Zhenren.

Some people don't like Xianyue Zhenren, and they don't want Xianyue Zhenren to sit in this position, but Xianyue Zhenren himself is very good, not to mention that he also has a True Monarch Master who is second to none in his sect in terms of Taoism and prestige. So from the very beginning, Dukong Zhenren unswervingly stood on the side of Xianyue Zhenren, being his pawn, as his left and right hands, waving the flag and shouting for Xianyue Zhenren, and finally won the trust of Xianyue Zhenren and the god true monarch behind him.

This trust quickly gave Dukong Zhenren a huge reward, allowing him and his Heavenly Soldier Hall to be prominent in the sect for a while, and also obtained more and greater cultivation resources, there was nothing better than this.

Dukong Zhenren is very satisfied with his choice over the years, and has never wavered in the slightest, seeing that this night has passed, at tomorrow's sect council, he will still stand next to Xianyue Zhenren again, waving the flag for him, and making a strong impression for him.

Of course, before that, he would work with his most beloved disciple, He Yi, to arrest that hateful demon sect traitor.

Soku closed his eyes with a smile in the cave and began to meditate.

At the same time, not far from his cave mansion, He Yi, who was also born in the Heavenly Soldier Hall, did not fall asleep. He stood quietly under one roof, watching the rain falling from the cold and dark night sky, dripping from the eaves in front of his eyes, rustling into his ears, turning into thousands of crystal clear water droplets fluttering in the wind, and finally falling to the bluestone slab on the ground, and then quietly bursting apart, turning into powder water in the darkness, and flowing into the dark depths of the distance again.

His face was a little pale, probably from the chill of the cold wind, and the rain powder hit his face, and he didn't move. He stared into the distance of the night, his mouth moving slightly, as if he were whispering to someone.

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This night, Su Qingjun stayed in the guest room on the side of Liuxiangpu, because Dongfang Tao really kept his promise and brought her a elixir antidote that was said to be able to cure Su Mo. After taking that elixir, Su Mo immediately fell asleep and remained asleep.

According to Dongfang Tao, this is all normal, and he usually has to sleep for at least two or three days, and at the same time, he explained some things that need attention and taboos to Su Qingjun.

Su Qingjun was naturally grateful for this, Su Mo was sleepy and injured, and it was difficult to move, so she stayed here to take care of him, and Kunwucheng's family also sent someone to send the news back, so you can imagine how happy the parents would be.

She walked to the bed and looked at Su Mo, only to see that he was sleeping very quietly, even a little like a child. She was suddenly in a trance, but she suddenly remembered what her younger brother looked like when he was born many years ago, and when he grew up later, there were so many lovely moments.

Her eyes gradually softened, and she gently covered Su Mo with the quilt, thinking that after this incident, she would take time to teach Su Mo well, he was so cute since he was a child, and his nature would not be bad.

A cold wind suddenly blew open the window and blew out the candles in the room.

Su Qingjun walked over, closed the window and closed it again, before closing the window completely, her eyes also glanced at the deep night outside, and suddenly thought in her heart, where is that person now and what is he doing on such a rainy night?

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In a dark and silent forest, the damp rain poured into the dirt incessantly, mixed with the smell of decay, and there was a creepy feeling.

A venomous snake slowly crawled out of the grass and bent forward, but when it reached the ground covered with rotten leaves, the snake suddenly stopped. It erected its triangular head and spat snake letters in front of it, a ghostly glow flashing through its cold vertical pupils.

After a few moments, the snake suddenly changed direction and crawled away.

And on that silent earth, under that rotten leaf, a small hollow branch, trembled slightly, and then quieted down again, hidden in the darkness, waiting quietly.

The coming dawn!(To be continued.) )