"It's just the simplest fire energy that has such power, no wonder people in the world yearn for cultivating immortals. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xie Yan glanced at the dozens of black-clothed people who had scattered into ashes, and walked towards the blacksmith shop below the mountain without looking back.

He won't forget how he got up the mountain before.

When Xie Yan came to the bottom of the mountain, there were no more people in the town below the mountain, and only the cold wind was left in the empty streets, and the dead leaves were silly, doubly bleak.

"It's supposed to be the old guy's people living here."

Xie Yan discovered this after killing a group of people in the mountains.

Along the way, no one stopped him this time, they just hid in the shadows and stared at him tightly. Xie Yan didn't care, these people were no different from ants to him now, and it didn't matter if they killed or not. Soon, Xie Yan came to the blacksmith shop again.

Bang dang!

Xie Yan kicked the door open.

Shout!

An extremely chilly feeling erupted from behind the door.

Dangerous!

Xie Yan's pupils contracted, and from this force, he sensed the threat of death. I didn't think about it at the moment, and raising my hand was a punch.

Rumble!

The powerful power burst out from the body in an instant, and the two forces collided together brutally, making a bang, Xie Yan took a few steps back, and the person who attacked in the house directly let out a scream, followed by the sound of something shattering.

"Qi Refining Realm?!"

After a sound of shock, the force of the sneak attack weakened sharply.

Inside the room, it was still pitch black, the only difference was that next to the black iron coffin, Yuan Kuhai with a wrinkled face was sitting there, holding a broken mirror in his hand.

It was this old ghost who attacked him before he came.

"I'm here to thank you for sending me up the mountain."

Xie Yan calmed down the violent energy in his body and walked in.

He could already see that the old fellow had run out of oil and was at the end of his life.

"Perfect physical body, true immortal spiritual root."

As if sensing Xie Yan's gaze, Yuan Kuhai opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at Xie Yan standing opposite him, the old monster actually showed a hoarse laugh.

"It's a please, it's a pity!"

Xie Yan looked at this person with a slightly cold gaze.

"Success and defeat, you should know this truth better than me."

This old monster is definitely not a good person, in order to become an immortal cultivator, he deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and killed his fellow disciples, which can be described as doing all kinds of evil, but from another point of view, this person is a genius, he is an ordinary person with no foundation, and he has cultivated to the realm of refining qi and became an immortal cultivator, which can definitely be regarded as going against the sky, but unfortunately, his luck has been extinct, otherwise, this person's mind will definitely not stop here.

"Hey, hey"

Yuan Ku smiled hoarsely.

"Boy, I can only say that you are lucky, if it weren't for that old thing's death-defying blow, how could my Shouyuan be exhausted in advance?!" Speaking of this, Yuan Kuhai glanced at the iron coffin beside him hatefully.

This iron coffin was used by him to imprison the soul of the master, he never dreamed that the old thing actually left a hand, after he took away the ice soul, the old guy directly burst out, and when he was about to die, he gave him a fatal blow, causing his Shouyuan to come to an end in advance, and the whole plan completely failed.

"Ahem......" Yuan Ku coughed for a while before he regained his breath.

"I wasn't wronged to lose to this old thing, he could endure it better than me, and the last blow was withheld for so many years, until I took out the ice soul, and he didn't burst out."

Xie Yan stretched out his hand, and his palm turned pure gold again, and a faint wisp of fire surrounded his palm.

Maybe Yuan Ku's defeat was related to his master's sneak attack, but even if his strength was still at its peak, Xie Yan would not necessarily lose to him, the three-day preaching of the mysterious ancient temple was not in vain, in addition to taking the golden body technique from the great monk, he also had a means, but the price of that method was too great.

Boom!

Xie Yan waved one hand, and endless flames flew out.

In an instant, the entire blacksmith shop was in flames. After doing all this, Xie Yan didn't stop for half a step, and directly turned around and walked out.

The black-clothed people who were gathered outside saw Xie Yan walk out, and their faces showed awe.

Until Xie Yan walked out of the town, no one dared to stop him, but he just watched the blacksmith shop being burned to ashes along with Yuan Ku's ambitions.

......

An ancient road in the western suburbs of the capital.

This is the last post station passing through the capital, many tourists who go to the capital will stop here, catch up with the wanderers, the traders are not uncommon, and even occasionally see one or two prisoner cars escorting felons, those who can be escorted to the capital are some vicious felons, ordinary prisoners, the local authorities have long dealt with themselves.

It was nearly dusk, and the remnant sun in the west reflected the whole world in blood red, which looked particularly sad.

Jingle Bell ......

The crisp sound of a series of iron chains breaking the silence, looking at the situation, you can see a row of tightly sealed prisoner cars, the first one, it is the 'Liang King Xie Chong' who raised the flag to rebel not long ago, that is, Xie Yan's cheap father, on the prisoner car behind him, the escorts are basically important people in the Hou Mansion, such as the eldest lady, and Xie Yan's nominal brothers.

"This person seems to be King Liang, right? I heard that his rebellion failed and was captured alive by the court's offerings. ”

"Tsk! This kind of person is cheap, the good Taiping Marquis doesn't do it, he actually wants to rebel and stand on his own, let me see, this kind of person is completely innocent. ”

"You know what? Do you think Old Marquis Xie wants to rebel himself? It's not forced, I heard that this incident is related to the dispute between the princes......"

.....

The tourists who played at the post station were talking about it, and there were some well-informed people, but these people were just point-to-point, and they didn't talk about it at all. Trouble comes from the mouth, and these traders know better than anyone that they will not get into trouble for the sake of a momentary pleasure.

"Conspiracy?"

In the corner, a man with a black hat raised his head slightly, and through the black veil of the hat, he could see the person's appearance clearly.

This person is none other than Xie Yan, who has just arrived here!

The main purpose of his return to the capital this time was to meet his teacher and ask about the reversal of the exercises, but he didn't expect that he had just moved in here and encountered this incident. He originally thought that Old Marquis Xie had already been beheaded, but now it seems that something must have happened during this period, and it took a lot of time to delay, so that now this group of people has been escorted into Beijing.