Qin Shou went down to Guiyun Peak, but he was not besieged by those imaginary martial arts monks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The people of the Yuqing faction, the Xiaoyao faction, and the Kunlun faction seem to have disappeared, and there is no imaginary crusade.

It's just the calm before the storm, though.

Qin Shou was at the top of Guiyun Peak, showing super strength, I am afraid that if a god-level powerhouse does not come out, no one will be his opponent.

These people are also quite sensible, and they didn't do it at the first time, otherwise they might have died.

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In the depths of a cloudy mountain, there is an endless mountain peak, which is foggy all year round. There's a bit of mystery.

The highest mountain here, called Yuqing Peak, is estimated to be unheard of by many people, but this place is indeed rare, the scenery is beautiful, but the mountain peak is too steep, and there are some swamps and poisonous miasma on the periphery of Yuqing Peak. Ordinary people simply do not dare to come to this place.

Looking down from Yuqing Peak, there is a bottomless cliff, and on the opposite side of the cliff, is a huge waterfall.

The scale of this waterfall is comparable to that of Huangguoshu Waterfall, or even more majestic. But alas, few people have seen it.

And the peak of Yuqing Peak seems to be like a mountain made of white jade, hence the name of Yuqing Peak.

At this time, the Yuqing hall was above.

A middle-aged man who looked to be forty or fifty years old, sitting in the first place, he was Han Qingyun, the head of the Yuqing faction.

Although he looked only forty or fifty years old, he was already over a hundred years old. It's just that because the cultivation is too profound, it looks much younger.

On the other side of him was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, but his hair was completely white. Although he looks older than Han Qingyun, he is Han Qingyun's junior brother, Nie Hanhai.

Each of them had a serving maid beside them, almost fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were handsome and lovely.

At this time, the two of them were drinking tea and playing Go at the same time. It's very leisurely.

"Senior Brother Han, you seem to be a little restless today, you took this move, but you forced yourself to a dead end!" Nie Hanhai said with a smile.

"It may be that I haven't been able to make an inch of cultivation recently, so I'm a little impetuous for a while, this game doesn't count, let's have another game!" Han Qingyun said trickly.

"Senior brother in charge, chess is like character, you can't keep cheating, if you lose, you lose! Hurry up and hand over the Qingxin Mingjing Tea! ”

"No, no, I'm the head, if I say don't count, I don't count, I don't have enough of this Qingxin Mingjing tea!"

When the two girls were about sixteen years old, they heard this Qingxin Mingjing tea, and their hearts were a little fascinated.

This Qingxin Mingjing tea is a specialty of his Yuqing faction, and it is the only one in the world.

This tea is very miraculous, this special tea tree has grown on the peak of Yuqing Peak for more than 1,000 years. It was listed as a holy relic by the Yuqing faction.

It is said that before martial arts monks practice, they take tea and can see their minds. It can even cause people to have an epiphany.

After taking this tea, the cultivation, whether it is the understanding of martial arts moves, or the control of internal strength cultivation, is far beyond the usual.

Cultivating upper-level martial arts requires not only diligent study and hard training, but also continuous understanding of martial arts knowledge.

Therefore, this pure heart and bright realm tea can be described as extremely precious.

It is said that the head of the sect was able to break through the god level back then, thanks to this Pure Heart Bright Realm Tea.

At this time, a young white-clothed disciple ran into the Yuqing Hall in a panic.

"Oh no, boss, it's a big deal!"

"What's the matter? Yichen, didn't the teacher teach you to make you not surprised when you encounter problems? What kind of system is panicked? How can you be so unruly in the Yuqing Palace? Don't blame the senior brother in charge, my disciple usually likes to be frizzy when he does things! Nie Hanhai apologized.

"Don't you mind, young man? I haven't experienced any wind and rain, and it's understandable that I am a little impetuous. ”

"Senior brother doesn't have to excuse him, this kid, although he is my personal disciple, but compared with Yiheng, it is more than a star and a half worse. Whether it's cultivation, character, or dealing with people, it's too much different from Yiheng, this kid, if I can learn half of Yiheng, I'll be content! Nie Hanhai slapped a sycophant quietly.

"Senior brother, Yichen is also very good, although he is a little frizzy and irritable, he is not a few years younger than Yiheng, this cultivation has already reached the middle stage of the heavenly rank, and the junior brother can be regarded as a good teacher!"

"Oh, by the way, Yichen, don't you have something to say, let's say it now!"

"Master, Master, I just received a call from Elder Han, and Elder Han said・・・・・・ ・・・・・・!" Nie Yichen was submissive, and he stopped talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't spit out!" Han Qingyun seemed to have realized that something bad was about to happen.

"Boss, didn't Senior Brother Yiheng participate in Li Wushuang's martial arts competition today? On the ring of the martial arts competition, Senior Brother Yiheng was killed!"

Nie Yichen's voice fell.

Han Qingyun's face turned blue in an instant, and he slammed the table.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the table top made of blue jade was violently shaken into powder under his angry palm.

A terrifying momentum suddenly erupted on Han Qingyun's body.

"What do you say? Say it to me again!"

I saw that Han Qingyun's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of Nie Yichen, and a big hand grabbed Nie Yichen's collar.

The terrifying momentum frightened Nie Yichen's legs weak, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

"Master, I've already confirmed, Senior Brother Yiheng was really killed, and I heard Elder Han say that he was blown up in the head with a punch!"

"Who is it, who dares to kill my son?" Han Qingyun asked almost with a roar.

"It's a guy named Sikong Haoran, I heard that he is the son of Sikong Jue, the master of the Rakshasa Gate!"

"Very good, Sikong Haoran, time and space are extinct, Rakshasa Gate, if you dare to kill my son, I will let you pay for your blood debts, this revenge will not be avenged, I swear not to be a ・・・・・・"

"Senior brother in charge, please calm down, this Sikong Jue is a strong man in the world, although my Yuqing faction is not afraid of his Rakshasa Gate, it may not be able to defeat the old guy Sikong Jue! In case of a ruckus! ”

"Calm down? My son Yiheng was killed, how do you tell me to calm down? What about Sikong, am I Han Qingyun afraid of him? Check it out for me, I want to know all the things that happened to recruit relatives in the martial arts competition, and I want to know why my son Yiheng was killed. Blood debts can only be paid with blood! ”

Looking at Han Qingyun's almost crazy appearance, Nie Hanhai shook his head helplessly.

The senior brother in charge is good at everything, but he is too tired of spoiling Yiheng. High hopes have been placed on him since childhood. Now that Yiheng has an accident, there is no appearance of a faction of leaders who are not surprised when they encounter trouble.

His own son was killed, it is estimated that no one can calm down, not to mention that Yiheng still died tragically, and he was actually hit in the head alive!