On this night, Qingxuan Mountain, which is located 300 miles away from Biluo Valley, also ushered in a sudden and majestic rain.

The clouds are thick like ink over the main peak, the wind is raging, and the thunder is rolling. Huge silver dragon lightning burst and tore the sky, and the water of the heavenly river poured down continuously. The rain roared and whipped the ground, and the rain splashed and was confused.

Countless large and small puddles have accumulated on the muddy mountain road, shining like stars in the dark night.

"Whoa!" An iron hoof stepped over the puddle and shattered the silver light that swayed in the puddle.

Before the splashes of mud had fallen, the fast horse had galloped by, like a sharp arrow off the string, and plunged headlong into the heavy rain curtain

The guest house, which is quiet and sparse on weekdays, is already noisy and crowded with people at this time.

The eight heads of the nine major sects spread out two tables of mahjong, crackling in the dim light and wasting time, leaving only the abbot of Shaolin Huishi sitting alone with his eyes closed.

"Seven pairs! Hey, hey, everybody, agree. The head of Zixiao slapped the table, and the whole line of cards was shaken open.

"Tsk, why are you Qin Lao Monkey again?" The Danhuang faction is gone, "All the luck leaders are there today, the old man is not with you, go to sleep"

"Hey, let's go, how do you fight three missing one?" The remaining three shouted by pulling their necks.

The beggar helped an elder with a bag full of clothes leaning over: "A few, can you play on credit?" The market has not been good lately"

"Go, go, there's no money to make a fuss! You beggars are all poor ghosts, you dare to take credit for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling," Jin Sanniang of Changchun Gate rolled her eyes.

She turned her head and noticed the abbot in the corner, and beckoned amorously: "Master doesn't come to play two?" ”

Hui Shi shook his long eyebrows, and said, "Amitabha, the plaything is demoralized."

The Fang master of Qiankun Pavilion sneered: "Don't pay attention to that old bald donkey, don't you see that everyone avoids him?" This is about to start a war, Hui Shi, will die of bad luck. ”

Hui Shi suddenly opened his eyes, rolled up his sleeves and said: "It's good, if you don't make a move, you don't know what a bird Buddha is!" Start, go! ”

This room is chaotic and lively, but the other room is cold and calm.

The man in the ge-robed robe stood expressionlessly under the window, and as soon as his eyebrows moved, he heard a burst of neighing horses outside. Someone hurriedly knocked on the door: "Alliance leader, there is an urgent letter." ”

Gu Jing reached out from his cuffed sleeve and slowly closed the two large open windows, isolating the mountain and wind and rain from the world.

He took the letter wrapped in the oilcloth in the messenger's hand, opened it and wanted to read it, but it was empty and there was not a word. Only the lower right corner of the silk paper has a bright red seal like blood, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow, bright and fresh, no fragrance is better than fragrance.

Gu Jing smiled, and a few fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes.

White Sand Castle, Yin Meixue is really an interesting boy. Lin Zhengxuan was injured at this juncture, but he had to give him a credit.

As soon as I put away the letter, I heard someone report again: "Alliance leader, the three saints of Qingxuan are invited." ”

Gu Jing nodded, walked to the door, listened to the surging rain, and couldn't help but sigh: "This rain has washed many people's heads." ”

The wet messenger looked at his disappearing figure in the thick darkness, shivered, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe it's flooded."

The Yuqing Hall is full of cigarette smoke, and the candle shadow is brilliant.

The head of Qingxuan, Min Yunzi, Yan and Xu, the two elders, all wore black and blue robes and sat on the main seat in the north. The eyes are clean and dusty, and the aura is elegant, if it weren't for the fact that the color on his face was as wonderful as opening a dyeing workshop, Gu Jing really thought that these people had already become immortals.

"The three Taoist leaders invited Gu to come at night, I don't know why?" He removed his hat, revealing a kazuri robe.

"Master Gu Meng, please sit down, disturb late at night, I have something important to discuss." Min Yunzi's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at this martial arts alliance leader carefully.

Gu Jing is forty-five this year, tall and thin, and his complexion is slightly dark. With a plain scarf on his head and a pale jade waist, he was dressed like a weak and elegant teacher. However, if you look at his face closely, you can see that the tips of his eyebrows are as cold as a knife, his temples on his forehead are full like drums, and his eagle eyes also contain a refined light.

Xiaodao Tong served tea smartly, but the three Taoist chiefs sat upright in the middle of the stage, silent as a rock.

Gu Jing didn't say much when he saw this, his slender hand was holding a turquoise green crane pattern cup steadily, and he looked at the tea in the cup with a light smile, as if he could see a flower from it.

The old Dao sitting on the left couldn't help but snort: "Master Gu Meng, the poor Dao is a quick temper, and there are some words that the senior brother in charge can't pull his face, but I want to say a thing or two to you." ”

Gu Jing stopped smiling and raised his eyes: "I don't know where Gu Mou has offended, and it doesn't hurt to ask Elder Yan to say anything." ”

"The righteous division of the Wulin League passed by the door, and Qingxuanshan should be the friendship of the landlord, and it is convenient for you. But why is this swearing-in ceremony held here? Could it be that it is to tell the world that my Qingxuan faction has also joined the gang? ”

Inherited from the Xiuzhen sect thousands of years ago, Qingxuanshan is located at the junction of the territories of the good and evil sides of the martial arts, and is the watershed of the Central Plains in the north and south, and it is also the only neutral force in the rivers and lakes.

It is true that the Wulin League wants to pass through this place to attack the Ghost Gate Sect, but it is not kind to bring all the nine major sects to the foot of Qingxuan Mountain to make a blood alliance.

Seeing that people from all walks of life are gathering more and more like rivers, Min Yunzi's blood pressure is also higher day by day, and if he consumes it any more, he will have to cross the tribulation and soar in advance.

Gu Jing shook his head: "Elder Yan has misunderstood, this is the only way to enter the Demon Dao territory, and we are gathered here, and we don't want to startle the snake." Moreover, Qingxuan Mountain has been a blessed land since ancient times, and the Bad Alliance also wants to get some immortal spirit of the precious land, in order to win this battle. ”

Yan Xuzi sneered: "But from the perspective of others, I, Qing Xuanshan, have supported the Martial Arts Alliance, and I can't be alone anymore." ”

Gu Jing said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes are everywhere, among the five aggregates and six dusts, who can be alone?" ”

Xu Zhenzi lowered his face: "The five aggregates and six dusts are what the Buddhists say, my Taoist has always regarded himself as a born man, and he does not want to be contaminated with martial arts affairs, so why should the master of the Gu Alliance be strong?" ”

Gu Jing put down the teacup and said: "I heard that Qing Xuanshan and the Ghost Sect have always had well water and no river water, and Qing Xuanshan is an orthodox Xuanmen Taoist sect, but it is vague and unclear with the head of the Demon Gate, is there any secret that cannot be used by outsiders?" ”

Yan Xuzi frowned: "Qingxuan Mountain has always been different from external disputes, not only the Ghost Sect, but also with the people in the righteous path. How can you say that you have anything to do with the devil? ”

"Oh? But the leader of this alliance heard that forty years ago, there was a Huang Zhenren in your sect who had a cough with the former sect master of the Ghost Sect, and the relationship was unclear."

When the three of them heard this, they froze for a moment, and then realized that time flies and the world is absurd.

Yiren is like a dream, and in a trance, forty years have passed

When the frost is thick, the butterfly is drunk, and the pillow is yellow in the depths of the golden clouds. The spring breeze welcomes bamboo outsiders, and the peach blossom does not know the young man.

That year, Zhu Moran was not the sect master of the Ghost Sect. A light and light person, standing in the midst of the demons without dust, is as dazzling as a bamboo.

It was this young man whose smile was cleaner than the white clouds on Qingxuan Mountain, like the Nine Heavens Immortal Demon who had fallen into the mortal world, breaking into a colorful peach forest with a lot of scars, and easily disturbing a Dao heart like stopping water.

Zhu Mo is weak in nature, does not provoke red dust, but has grown a pair of troubled water skin, and has successively "abducted" Qingxuan Zhenren and Miaoshou Doctor Immortal, which was also drunk for most of the rivers and lakes back then.

At that time, it was rumored that this person was the embodiment of an evil demon, and he was good at * demon arts, and he would lose his soul at a glance. There are also light and thin ones, named "bamboo charm".

However, the legends are varied, and the dust has finally settled. Twenty years later, the Si people have passed away, and this old thing has long been made of loess. I didn't expect that to this day, there are still people who use it to make a fuss.

Min Yunzi kept silent with a calm face, and sent a secret message to the other two elders: "Supreme Heavenly Venerable, this surnamed Gu is really gossipy!" ”

Yan and Xu echoed and preached: "Senior Brother Amitayus is not in a hurry, we will overtake him." ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the respect of the Lord of the Gu Alliance would also listen to those rumors." Xu Zhenzi stroked his immortal hair and said with a slight smile, "Forty years ago, there were indeed disciples who failed to break through the heart barrier and fell into demons with one thought, which was because he was uncertain and could not escape. The master has expelled him from the division, and there is no such person as Huang Tui in Qingxuan Mountain for a long time. ”

Gu Jing nodded: "Hmm"

Yan Xuozi also helped: "This bird is so big that there are all kinds of forests, how can you close the coffin and conclude the entire sect because of one person's affairs?" There is absolutely no connection between Qingxuan Mountain and the Ghost Sect. ”

Gu Jing continued to nod: "Huh? ”

Xu Zhenzi said again: "Poor Dao also heard that the seventh lady of Gu Meng's Xinna, Mrs. Ru, was born in the Qinglou, and that brothel is inextricably linked to the Ghost Sect. ”

Gu Jing's face twitched: "I thought that Elder Xu was a master outside the world and didn't care about the world, but I didn't expect that it was like a torch and insight into all things, and even Gu someone's private affairs were involved." ”

"Don't dare to be" Xu Zhenzi smiled modestly, and took out a crumpled copy of "Jianghu Gossip" from his robe, "I didn't take it from an unscrupulous disciple a while ago, but I didn't expect that the things in it really taught the poor Tao and opened his eyes, and even your little son looked like my apprentice and dared to talk nonsense." ”

Hua Wuxin this bastard

The joints in Gu Jing's hands rattled, and he asked with a blushing face, "Who is the high disciple who dares to ask Elder Xu?" ”

Xu Zhenzi put away his smile, and his eyes were full of snow: "The inferior is stupid and ignorant, he is not good at learning and unlucky, and he died in a battle with the female demon Jiang Mochou, I don't know if Gu Mengzhu has an impression of such a little person?" ”

"Yan doesn't leave?!" Gu Jing was stunned, "Isn't he a disciple of Zhengyang Palace?" ”

"When he was seven years old, he followed the poor Taoist to learn martial arts, but the young apprentice was lazy and wandering by nature, and it was not suitable to enter the Qingxuan Mountain Cultivation Dao, so he did not enter my door. It wasn't until two years ago that he was arranged by the Yan family to worship in Zhengyang Palace. Xu Zhenzi looked at Gu Jing coldly, "Yan Buli is not from the Qingxuan Mountain Sect, but he is my disciple of Xu Zhenqing." ”

Min Yunzi slowly opened his old eyes, and finally opened his mouth: "Gu Alliance Master, Ming people don't say dark words. Why Zhengyang Palace fell, everyone understands in their hearts. Why Yan Shaoxia is righteous, how many people here are also clear. Everyone has a fate, and there is a catastrophe in fate, I Qingxuanshan does not do anything against the sky, regardless of the calculation, and I don't want to get into this troubled water, do you understand? ”

Gu Jing was stunned for a long time, but he smiled bitterly: "Those in the game are confused, and the bystanders are clear, and the three saints are really masters." It's just that this game of chess has been played so far, and it is difficult for Qing Xuanshan to get rid of the involvement. ”

"Why?"

"Because Yan Buli is in Biluo Valley at this time."