Just as Jiang Yunqi was pondering, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance.

He and Shen Junyuan immediately looked up and saw that it was Xie Changheng and Jiang Yunze.

It's just that......

Jiang Yunqi looked at the grinning and dull-eyed Jiang Yunze in front of him in surprise, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong.

Is this still the high-spirited and arrogant teenager of yesterday?

Xie Changheng's face sank like water, he never expected that in just one night's effort, Jiang Yunze would become the stupid he is now. Yesterday, he just sent a message to his father, saying that he wanted to bring back a young man with excellent qualifications, and today he watched Jiang Yunze lose his mind.

Now, the only way to bring Jiang Yunze back to the sect is to let the head of the sect make a decision.

With a set mind, Xie Changheng waved his hand to summon a spirit boat the size of a nuclear cover, which was completely black, and a mast was raised in the boat that could be hugged by two people.

Xie Changheng asked everyone to walk to the boat, and then carried the aura.

A huge sail suddenly spread out above the mast, and he then pinched his fingers and chanted, driving the boat to leap out of the clouds and fly towards the sect.

Jiang Yunqi and Shen Junyuan were slightly shocked, and when they came back to their senses, they saw that the boat had swept over countless mountains and rivers, and Jiang's village had already blurred into a shadowy black spot.

Jiang Yunqi sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, and suddenly saw Jiang Yunze on his side with a sudden expression and a smile.

With a thought, he raised his hand and patted Jiang Yunze's shoulder.

"Ahh Jiang Yunze trembled, and immediately let out a sharp cry, which was extremely poignant, as if an awl had pierced everyone's eardrums.

Jiang Yunqi stabilized his body, turned around, and saw Jiang Yunze's face pale, holding his forehead with one hand, and reading vaguely in his mouth: "Don't come, don't come......"

The voice caused Xie Changheng to look here, and almost instantly, Jiang Yunze regained his smirk, as if Fang Cai's panic was just Jiang Yunqi's illusion.

Jiang Yunqi was suspicious in his heart, and Jiang Yunze's expression revealed great fear, and it didn't look like he was completely lost.

He was about to take a closer look, but Jiang Yunze stood up and walked towards the handrail next to the boat. He rested his hand on the strings of the ship, as if his whole mind was drawn to the clouds in the distant sky.

However, only Jiang Yunze knew that he was just trying to avoid the intention of exploration in Jiang Yunqi's eyes.

Jiang Yunze exhaled softly, and he turned his back to him, no longer hiding the panic in his eyes. Jiang Yunqi patted him on the shoulder, which immediately reminded him of the fact that he was summoned to the main hall by the patriarch yesterday.

He had been asleep last night when he heard a knock at the door. He put on his clothes and got up, and saw Jiang Changxu looking at him with a warm face, saying that he had outstanding qualifications, and if he entered the sect, he would always have a suitable magic weapon by his side.

Jiang Yunze was overjoyed, thinking that his qualifications were outstanding, which made Jiang Changxu look at him differently. Therefore, he didn't think much about it, and walked directly towards the main hall with Jiang Changxu.

Who would have thought that as soon as he entered the main hall, Jiang Changxu's face was hideous, and the whole person was like a bloodthirsty ghost, clamping his neck tightly.

Before Jiang Yunze could react, he met a pair of scarlet blood-stained eyes. The next moment, he only felt a pain in his brain, as if someone had stabbed him into the skull with an awl, and his whole heart was so stirred that he almost fainted.

Faintly, Jiang Yunze heard Jiang Changxu angrily chanting something, "Is it a ...... to take away", "Now the only way to use the soul search method is to use it."

Hearing the "method of soul searching", Jiang Yunze was so frightened that his hands and feet were paralyzed. This kind of evil art has always been used by demonic people to search for news. The people who were searched were either turned into fools or simply became "living dead".

Jiang Yunze stepped back in despair, and unexpectedly bumped into a spirit card.

The next moment, a desolate and hoarse voice sounded in the depths of his mind:

"Do you want to live? If you give me seventy years of life, I will let you escape this fate! ”

Seventy years!

Jiang Yunze was shocked, but at this time, he was no longer allowed to think about it. He said eagerly in his heart: "I do, I do!" ”

The desolate and hoarse voice disappeared suddenly, but Jiang Changxu's mind had many more memories out of thin air.

The soul search has been completed.

Jiang Yunze was short of breath, but he forcibly stabilized his mind, pretending to be completely lost after being searched for souls.

His gaze quietly glanced at Jiang Changxu, but he saw that the other party's eyes were wide open, as if he was crazy, and muttered in his mouth: "Damn, it's not him...... No, who the hell is it! Chime, chime, chime......! ”

Jiang Yunze didn't dare to move, and the desolate voice sounded out of thin air again.

"You don't have any cultivation now, I won't take your lifespan. I will give you five years, and in five years I will take your seventy years of life. If you can cultivate three times and your lifespan will increase greatly, you will still have a way to live, if not......"

Jiang Yunze almost broke his fingers.

He was shocked and panicked in his heart, at his age, how could he ever think about aging. And right now, he doesn't even have a chance to grow old, and he is going to die directly!

Cultivation, cultivation, Jiang Yunze recited these two words fiercely, he originally thought that this qualification was God's mercy on him, but now that he thought about it, it was a life talisman.

"The sect has arrived." Xie Changheng's voice came from afar, Jiang Yunze was shocked, and he almost walked off the boat in a daze.

He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yunqi not far away, and with a "buzz" in his mind, a thought came to mind.

Heavenly fire body, chime.

Could it be that the person Jiang Changxu was looking for was him?

Jiang Yunze only felt an unwilling intention spreading in the bottom of his heart, his fingers were pierced into his palms, and there seemed to be a crazy voice shouting in his heart:

No one can stop him from cultivating, no one can stop him from living!

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Zhongzhou, Cloud Mirror Sect.

The Yunjing Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, green and quiet, and there are countless rare waterfalls. Its main peak, Izumo Peak, is more than 4,600 feet high and rises from the ground like bamboo shoots. In addition to the main peak, there are four other peaks, which are also directly inserted into the clouds, and they are very steep.

Legend has it that more than 5,000 years ago, Zhongzhou was invaded by demon beasts, and countless ancestors ran for their lives. A remnant of Zhongzhou fled here, and suddenly saw clouds and mist in the mountains, and smoke was thick.

The man ran all the way, and by this time he was covered in dust and tired, so he found a cold stone to rest for a while. At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from above the sky, as if an ancient fierce beast opened its huge mouth and let out a roar.

The man quickly got up and looked into the sky. But I saw that among the countless clouds of glow, a dazzling red light crushed Stratus clouds, and suddenly poured down.

It turned out to be sunrise.

The man exhaled softly, and the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

I saw a huge red sun as red as blood hanging in the air, and in the midst of the red sun, there was a huge eye. That eye seemed to be deeply embedded in the red sun, and when it suddenly closed, the light of the red sun immediately dimmed.

The mountains and rivers are silent, and the wind is as fierce as a sword, piercing people's faces.

The man clung to his shirt and looked at the strange red sun above the sky.

Smack.

A drop of golden liquid fell from the red sun's eye.

This drop of liquid, as if with the momentum of burning the river and scorching the sea, as soon as it fell into the dust, it burned the clouds and mist in the mountain to a red light.

Drop by drop, drop by drop.

The man had already held his breath and stared at the vision between heaven and earth in a daze. In his mind, the word "heavenly cry" suddenly appeared.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and the people are in chaos.

Creation is a furnace, and the common people are charcoal.

A desolate and sad aura suddenly rushed between heaven and earth, as if the unreachable heavenly dome also shed tears for this chaotic world.

There was a slight tremor on the earth, and the mountains froze for a while, only the clouds and mist between the mountains reunited and dispersed from time to time, and between the rotation and differentiation, they were bent and outlined, like a text that had never been seen before.

The man hurriedly gathered his mind, picked up the branch on his side, and wanted to write down the words formed by the clouds and mist according to the gourd. But as soon as he wrote a few words, the giant eyes in the red sun disappeared, and the gathered smoke clouds faintly dissipated.

He hurriedly threw away the branches, his eyes were round, and he looked straight at the smoke cloud that was about to dissipate, his lips moved, and he understood the Chinese words of the cloud with his heart.

Day after day.

The clouds and mist have returned, and the mountains and rivers have long since returned to eternal silence. But the man closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and in his heart he comprehended the words evolved from the Heavenly Cry over and over again.

He sat like this for 7749 days, and suddenly his eyes were wide open, and his sleeve robe was full of wind, and he stepped directly into the air.

Under a round of cold moon, the man suddenly stretched out his hand, only to see that the scorching fire suddenly lit up on his five fingers, and when the fire light converged in one place, it turned into a giant dragon, hovering straight up to the ninefold clouds, and the sound of a long roar shook the mountains and forests.

At this time, the man leaned down and saw that the water of the three rivers was like a snowdrift in the silver mountain, leaping and slapping on the shore, the smoke and water between the heaven and the earth were mighty, and the angry waves were shocking the sky. He suddenly realized in his heart, and immediately cut off a green bamboo and refined it into a sword with his bare hands.

When the sword is completed, the man will go up in the void, and the sword will dance with his heart, and everywhere he goes, it will be like a hundred rivers to the sea, and it will run through the nine heavens.

A strange light bloomed around that person's body, and the dignified sword intent had both the sharp aura of the river and the tenacity and upright aura of the green bamboo.

The long sword was swung down, and the sound of gold and stone continued for a long time, and there were bursts of smoke and sand wind.

The roar of demon beasts came from the depths of the mountains, and countless fierce beasts crawled on the ground, not daring to take a single step.

Countless broken rocks and dead trees were all shattered into powder by this sword. The beast fled in terror, boiling like a pot.

The demon beast surrendered, and Zhongzhou was determined.

This sword is the "Qingzhu Town Sword" that will be famous in all directions in the future.

Since this adventure had happened, the man no longer fled south, but founded a sect here and recruited disciples. His method of refining the sword is to look at the clouds and realize it, so he named the sect "Cloud Mirror Sect" and called himself "Wuyun Zhenren".

And because the cloud Chinese characters observed that day were very similar to seal books, but they were extremely mysterious, so they named it "cloud text seal books".

After another hundred years, Wuyun Zhenren felt that the catastrophe was coming, because he was worried that the incense of the sect would not continue after he left, so he used the "Yunwen Seal Book" he observed that day to refine on a smooth cobblestone on the top of the mountain.

Since then, the disciples of the Cloud Mirror Sect have all had a chance to observe the mirror and realize the Tao. But how many Yunwen seal books can be comprehended, it depends on chance.

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Thousands of years, once empty, there are still thousands of pine breezes in Yunjing Mountain. And the anecdote of Wuyun Zhenren watching the clouds and enlightening the Tao has been scattered into an old dream on the yellowing scriptures.

At this moment, in front of the cobblestone on the top of the mountain, there was a middle-aged Taoist man with wide robes and wide sleeves. This person is the current head of the Cloud Mirror Sect, Wen Guangyuan.

There was also another middle-aged Taoist with a scroll in his hand and an elegant temperament standing beside him, whose face was seven or eight points similar to Xie Changheng's, and even his gentle expression was the same.

Wen Guang looked at the round stone from afar and sighed leisurely: "Shaoyuan, this time Changheng went to Jiangjiazhai to retrieve the Qingzhu Town Sword, which was his chance. It's just that this sword didn't come to him after all, and I don't know how much power he can use that sword......"

Xie Shaoyuan smiled faintly and said: "Just now, my son sent a message, saying that in Jiangjiazhai's fire worship ceremony, a young man with a Jiuqu River turtle sky fire body appeared. It is not yet known who will fall into the hands of this Qingzhu Town Sword in the future. ”

Wen Guangyuan glanced sideways slightly, and said, "You, who are fathers, have a wide heart. ”

Xie Shaoyuan shook his head helplessly, revealing a wry smile: "Changheng is extremely talented, and he has almost never encountered an embarrassing situation when he has been cultivating since he has stepped up. His current temperament is not to put anyone in his eyes, and he can't tolerate others to be better than him, and he has to compete for the first place in almost every big competition. ”

Wen Guangyuan nodded and motioned for Xie Shaoyuan to continue.

"But no matter how high Changheng's talent is, can it be compared to the former Wuyun Zhenren? Not to mention it from afar, just talking about Shen Juntian, the first disciple of the inner sect more than five hundred years ago, his talent is far better than Chang Heng. Now Chang Heng is the first disciple of the inner sect, but he can't even realize a trace of sword intent in the round stone...... Alas, my disciple of the Cloud Mirror Sect is really not as good as a year. ”

Wen Guangyuan sighed lightly, pointed to the round stone in front of him, and said, "After so many years, no one has been able to comprehend the Yunwen Seal Book left by the ancestors. In the past few years, I have always had a hunch that the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao will make the Demon Dao rise again. ”

Cobblestone stood still, like a silent listener, and the two fell silent for a moment.

Wen Guangyuan waved the sleeves of his robe and motioned for Xie Shaoyuan to turn to the other side of the cobblestone with him.

On the other side of the mountain road, there is a thoroughfare built along the mountain.

The avenue is all made of bluestone, and there is a faint breath of murderous blood on the steps. A huge stone tablet two people high stands on the side of the stone steps, and the stele is engraved with three ancient seal characters of "Demon Destroying Steps", which is awe-inspiring, almost cutting through the boulder and flying into the mountains.

"A thousand years ago, there was a demon Dao attack, and I wanted to come here to destroy the Yunwen Seal Book, when the five peak elders joined forces to kill thousands of demons here, on this stone step, there was a mountain of demons and a sea of blood. Since then, this level has been renamed the 'Demon Slayer Level'. ”

Wen Guangyuan looked down at the endless stone steps and whispered to himself.

Xie Shaoyuan also looked at the stone steps, and said in a heavy tone: "In the past, there was such a saying in the world: 'South Cloud Mirror, North Xuanyin, Overseas Spirit Pagoda Tibetan Immortal Sound. 'It is said that the Cloud Mirror Sect and the Xuanyin Palace are one south and one north, respectively ruling the two realms of righteousness and demons. It's just that after that battle to destroy demons, the vitality of the demon path was greatly damaged, and the Xuanyin Palace collapsed once, and many demons became scattered cultivators, and there was no longer a sect to rely on. ”

Xie Shaoyuan's fingertips brushed the vigorous and sharp characters on the stone tablet, and said in a low voice: "Although the righteous path overwhelmed the demon path in that battle, many refining masters died, and some mysterious formations and magic weapons were missing. ”

Wen Guangyuan nodded, he flipped his hand, and a somewhat damaged tortoise shell appeared in his hand.

On the tortoise shell, there is a "Shen" character with the edge damaged.

Wen Guangyuan carefully looked at the Shen character, sighed, and said: "Back then, the old man Wen Xing spent countless efforts to refine this 'Yuansheng Tortoise Shell', and wanted to divinate who was the person who revitalized the Demon Dao, and in the end only occupied a Shen character. ”

Xie Changheng smiled bitterly and said, "Shen Juntian is very talented, and his brother is not bad. Back then, this tortoise shell divined the word 'Shen', so I wanted to follow Shen Junyuan and continue divination to find out the whereabouts of the mirage beads. But he never thought that Shen Junyuan would choose to blow himself up! ”

Shaking his head, Xie Changheng said again: "Although this 'Yuansheng Tortoise Shell' is mysterious, the deduction of heavenly opportunities needs to be interlocked. Originally, with the skill of the old man Wen Xing, this tortoise shell should be able to divinate nine times in a row, but Shen Junyuan suddenly exploded, and the heavenly machine was broken, and the tortoise shell also cracked. ”

Wen Guangyuan put away the tortoise shell, his eyes showed contemplation, and he said slowly after a long time: "Back then, Wuyun real puppet watched the Yun Wen Seal Book, which was the first to open the Righteous Dao Sect. However, the magic path also has a 'mirage bead', and it is rumored that when using that bead, there will be a vision of the heavens slowly emerging, which is hidden inside, no less than the Yunwen seal book. ”

Wen Guangyuan sighed and looked at the distant sky: "The way of heaven is hard to find, in this world, there are both good and evil. The cloud document and the mirage bead will eventually destroy one of them. I just hope that my Cloud Mirror Sect can produce more well-qualified teenagers! ”。