Above the clouds, there was a vast expanse of blue sky, and a small boat was gently paddling through the clouds.

This is a simple light boat, the red paint has fallen off slightly, like a touch of red lips in the sky, disappearing in the sea of clouds. It didn't seem much better than the dilapidated fishing boats on the ground, which seemed to be just a random patchwork of planks and only two seats that weren't quite spacious.

"Miss......" someone called out under the clouds.

A short time later, a woman dressed as a maid flew up and landed firmly on one of the seats. Her cultivation should not be low, her demeanor is calm, and a pair of eyes are staring at the young girl sitting in front of her, and her expression naturally shows respect.

"How's it going?"

The young woman did not open her eyes, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate, and a pair of red lips were particularly eye-catching like a light boat in this sea of clouds.

"This place is located in the Xia Qiu Kingdom, and that sect is called Wandan Sect, but although this sect is small, a big event has just happened."

"Summer and Autumn Country ......" The young woman frowned slightly, as if she had thought for a long time before remembering that there was such a country. And the Wan Dan Sect was directly ignored by her. In her eyes, what kind of sect can a small country like Xia Qiuguo have, even if something big happens to this kind of sect, it is just a little ant planted by a little ant, so she can't arouse any interest.

However, the maid's next sentence made her open her eyes suddenly, and for a moment the sea of clouds retreated to both sides like a tide, and the Qingxia Mountain Range was lined with peaks, as if she could step on it with her feet stretched out.

The maid said: "This sect is related to the whereabouts of the young master. ”

"Speak."

The maid then briefly told her about the conflict between the Wandan Sect and the Miaoxi Ghost Clan.

It turned out to be just two groups of ants fighting......

The young woman returned to her fugue expression and frowned habitually.

The Miaoxi ghost clan doesn't seem to have heard of it.

She has come into contact with hundreds of alien races, and this one is called the Miaoxi Ghost Clan, but she can't remember anything. She only knew that there was a group of purple-eyed green demons living in the barren land beyond Miaoxi, those demon clans were not good, and the shocking scar on her chest was the meeting gift given to her by the demon patriarch princess not long ago. Thinking of the beautiful figure of the green demon, the strange and unpredictable cultivation, it seemed that everything was better than her, she lowered the corners of her eyes and sighed.

"Miss?"

The maid interrupted her thoughts, since the young master's whereabouts were a little eyebrow-raising, she was waiting for her to give an order.

The young woman sighed softly and said thoughtfully: "Do we have a distant relative in southern Xinjiang?" ”

"Like...... There was a ......"

"Very good, then there is no need to bother, since they want to climb our family as our relatives so much, give them a chance to perform. As long as they are told to send people to this summer and autumn country quickly, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they can't let go of any of the people from the Wandan Sect and the ghost clan, and capture all the living people and ghosts until they find my brother. Her voice was suddenly cold, her face became hideous for a while, and she suddenly said sharply: "If my brother has three long and two short, I will want everyone in this summer and autumn country to bury him!" ”

The maid nodded, and asked with some trepidation, "What if they don't obey?" ”

"Just tell them that I'm here with Mu Yujin."

The clouds closed again, and Qingxia Mountain was once again submerged in the clouds.

The main peak of Qingxia went east for 300 miles, and it had passed the boundary of the Qingxia Mountain Range. This place is a low valley, warm and melting, once the peak thaw in early spring after the trickle of the spring trickle into a place, into a stream and river snake meandering through, is the huge valley is verdant, quiet and comfortable, as if the cold wind outside the valley can not blow in, the killing and strife outside the valley can not blow here.

It's just that at this moment, there is a small black spot in the green, as if a black stone has fallen to shatter the originally peaceful and flawless lake. I saw the black spreading like ripples, from deep to light. It is like layers of brightly colored concentric circles, spreading the black to the farthest places.

Yun Qianman lay quietly in the black center.

Like a fallen leaf that is about to rot, it lies soft and weak, as if the heart has stopped beating, as if the blood has stopped flowing.

At this moment, what she saw and knew was the same pitch black, black mountains, black earth, black vast sky, it seemed that the whole world had no edges and corners, and it was as empty as a dead domain. Had it not been for another black book slowly opening in her sight, the ancient yellowed pages coming into view, she would have felt like she was dead.

On the brown and yellow pages of the book were written the words "Taixu Chapter", and then the page was turned over, and four more words came into view:

The road is gone.

Is there no avenue?

Yun Qianman is puzzled, what is the avenue, and how to return to nothing?

Even if there is a great way in this world, it is also the great way of the wicked. This made her suddenly think of the old immortal, the stone, or Xiaobei, and when she was angry in her heart, the dense ancient characters filled her brain, stretching the debut silk thread like a cocoon, and integrating it into her divine sense. She felt a lot of spiritual energy gathered from outside her body, echoing with the remaining spiritual power in the dantian, turning into a whirlpool, and then fusing with her body little by little.

The speed at which she sucked spiritual energy was staggering, and her tired body was like a dead tree in spring, and she gradually gained some strength.

She didn't know why this black book had reappeared, just like the original Taishang Dan Sutra, or maybe it was some powerful exercise.

She thought to herself that these things should belong to the original Yun Qianman, if this is the case, this is also the only gift left to her by this body.

Time flies, and before she knows it, two days have passed, and after continuously replenishing her aura, her body has improved a lot. Although I still can't open my eyes, I can already sense the movement around me, hear the sound of water trickling nearby, and feel the coolness of the breeze. As long as it lasts for another half a day, the backlash of chasing the wind can be restored, and she will not be able to die. However, by now, the aura around her had become thinner and thinner, and it seemed that she had already absorbed it cleanly.

It's a pity, it's only a little bit less.

But then someone came from a distance.

Yun Qianman was shocked in his heart, could it be someone from the Wandan Sect who chased after him?

However, the already depleted aura was thick again, and she knew that it was that person who had helped her.

She continued to swallow the aura, and after another half a day, she finally opened her eyes. When the long-lost sunlight reappeared, there was a dilapidated meadow in front of me, and the grass and trees in sight had already turned black and stinky, and turned into scorched dust all over the ground when the wind blew. Not far away, a giant beast died unusually thoroughly, and even its blood was sucked clean.

She remembered that before she fell unconscious, it was still a lush green space, why did she wake up like this?

Has all life been devoured by her?

Before she could figure out her current situation, a sword was already pressed against her forehead.