Yunze, the sea on land, the dividing line between Northern Qin and South Vietnam, the center of the three major sects in the world, in addition to this, it is now a hunting ground that attracts much attention.

More precisely, it was a public trial conference initiated by one of the three sects, Zhengyi, to pursue the righteous rebellion named Bi Yuntao. Coincidentally, this person was born in the Yunhai Sect, which is also one of the three sects.

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Above the clouds, a black shadow sticks to the lake and faces north, it is difficult to find a trace between the light and shadow, but there are many birds in the sky, one of them is really outstanding, after looking around at the birdless, swooping down, the iron feather is like a blade, the claw is like a hook, and the moment of intersection with the lake, it suddenly comes out of the claw.

The broken black shadow turned into a white wave and splashed away, and the dazed bird lost its dream and splashed sluggishly, but the black shadow grew rapidly and ate its shadow in one bite.

Less than a foot above the bird, a figure scurried by, this person's plain white robe was full of mud and yellow stains, black hair was tied up, eyes like eagles, the body was ghostly, a few ups and downs had disappeared into the lake waves, leaving a flying bird to bow to the fleeting bird senior.

Bi Yuntao looked at the outline of the city in front of him from a distance, and finally stopped.

"Senior Brother Yan, there is Yunjiang City in front, and Zhengyi will not miss here. ”

Yunjiang City is the first big city in the north of Yunze, and the north of this place is the sphere of influence of the Tianwu Sect of the Qin State, as long as you break through here, you can quickly get rid of the pursuit of Zhengyi and fish into the sea. In other words, Zhengyi will definitely be heavily deployed here.

"I can't go any further, there are big people, even if I am so far away, I can faintly feel the heavy spiritual pressure"

A piece of rune paper floated up from in front of him, glowing with silver.

This is a four-grade star talisman, not too high grade, the star power contained in the talisman can not only provide a tonic for one's own true qi, but also borrow a spell to use directly, this shield in his hand can release the power of the star condensed, for a Xuanyuan-level monk like Bi Yuntao, it is a very convenient universal charm.

The star talisman circulating in each faction may be slightly different, but it is impossible to be like this one in his hand, the power of the star flows in the rune paper and is constantly reorganized, all the way to the pursuit and killing journey, this talisman has cast the thunder method, the water escape method, and now it has simply become a communication talisman. Even if it is constantly consumed, the power of the stars in the talisman does not decrease in the slightest, and there is a tendency to become more and more condensed.

Of course, he couldn't do it with the Great Road Goods Talisman he purchased, unless there was a monk who could control the star power in the talisman from a hundred miles away.

Senior Brother Yan in Bi Yuntao's mouth, who is regarded as Tianjiao by Yunhai Sect, is constantly impacting the concept of three generations of young monks in his heart.

"Fake. Bi Yuntao muttered.

The majestic star power once made him suspect that he had brought the wrong spell, and the familiar aura melted into this sea of star power, and the Yandao people traveled hundreds of miles.

For a monk who was still thinking about how to draw a sword faster, what kind of spell combination was more effective, and fought hard for more than 20 days just to break through two hundred miles, it was difficult to understand the realm of using other people's charms to cast the Dharma.

"The avatar doesn't have to be too delicate. The puddle of silver mud at Biyuntao's feet said.

At the same time, a small boat came out of the reeds, and on the boat was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with his black and fluffy hair soaked in dew, and he was holding his back against the head of the boat, half leaning and half lying, with his feet together, holding a brand new book in both hands, patiently smoothing the rattling pages, unaware that a man and a mud were staring at him.

"Senior Brother Yan, is that him?"

Looking at the previous divine might, Bi Yuntao reluctantly made a respectful etiquette Facing this mud, Yandao people are not unable to appear as a human body, but he feels that the form of the mud is not in the way, so let alone appearance, he doesn't even bother to carve out his hands and feet.

"It's him, fate can't be wrong. ”

"Fate, brother, don't you know him?"

Bi Yuntao doesn't believe in this, or except for a very small number of people, most of the cultivators don't believe in fate, compared to this ethereal thing, he believes more in the sword in his hand, the spiritual power of penance, and the transcendence of life is really worth looking forward to.

"Your vitality was originally on him, and you will also use your Hon Hai Order to give it back, now I can take over all this, I will deal with Zhengyi and help you open up a way to live, and what you have to pay is your fate with this young man, how about this deal?"

"Trade my fate? Sounds like you've lost a lot of money, Senior Brother Yan?"

Bi Yuntao was a little curious, in his impression, his senior brother was by no means a righteous person.

"Yes, fate, you can also understand it as the fate that belongs to you in relation to this teenager. I will change the direction of the long river of fate and choose a fate that suits me better, no one will make and no one will lose. ”

Even if what he was talking to Bi Yuntao was just a puddle of mud, Bi Yuntao still felt a drowning-like suffocation enveloping him, small and weak, like a chess piece that opened its eyes, looked at the chess player picking him up with a smile, pointed to a certain place on the chessboard and said, "This is fate." ”

The sound of the sword was clear.

Bi Yuntao raised his head, his blade-like gaze pierced through the obstacles, crossed the boat, pierced through the mountains, and reached the end of the intersection of heaven and earth, and after a long silence, he spoke.

"Well, let's do it. ”

The voice was hoarse and muffled.

This turmoil is too big, in the confrontation between the two major sects, even if this young man's identity is noble, he is just a young bird in the storm, and there is a great possibility that he will be swept by the huge waves and sink to the bottom of the lake.

"I've been to Xiaolangdi. ”

The silvery sludge suddenly sounded.

Xiaolangdi is a high gorge of more than 300 miles to the south of Yunze Lake, the mountains are high and the water is urgent, and it is also the beginning of Biyuntao's escape.

"There are more than 800 sword marks on the twelve corpses, and the breath overflowing from the wounds is indeed from your Liuyun True Qi, do you have a personal vendetta against them? ”

Bi Yuntao was silent.

"Senior Brother Bi, you are usually practicing at the mountain gate, and those twelve people are a new generation of disciples, you should have no intersections, huh, Senior Brother, why is your killing intent so heavy?"

If he hadn't sensed it wrong, along the way, the junior brother in front of him had already killed him three times.

Bi Yuntao's expression changed slightly, he stroked the bamboo sword in his hand, and finally sighed: "Senior Brother Yan still mentions what these things are doing, what has been done cannot be changed, and what has not happened will not happen." ”

"You're right. ”

Yandao replied casually: "Even if you were controlled by the people of the Wraith Soul Sect to do such a big case, Zhengyi would not accept this result, and the sect would not be able to protect you on the bright side." I asked you, firstly, to give an explanation to the sect, and secondly, to satisfy my curiosity, I have seen many cultivators who have been injured under the magical powers of the Wraith Soul Sect, some are crazy, some are demons, and some are self-abandoning, but it is the first time I have seen you with a clear expression and pure killing intent. ”

Bi Yuntao lowered his head, stared at the quagmire, and said slowly: "Maybe no one controls my mind, everything comes from my own heart." ”

Yan Dao people no longer answered, turned into a pool of stagnant water, he far surpassed his peers on the road of cultivation, and he was a rare celestial machine in heaven and earth, the traces of the erosion of the nightmare curse in the soul of Biyuntao were like fire in his eyes, how could he not guess what he was thinking?

He just doesn't want to admit that he is a poor worm who has been manipulated, and prefers to believe that he is an avenger who goes along with his heart and goes to a dead end, as for how far can this hatred catalyzed by others support him to go?