At dawn, the night was as dark as ink, and there were starlight reflections, and the sky was brilliant.

At the end of the sky, there is a shimmer of light swaying, which is very strange.

At the head of the ruined city, the Taoist chief looked up at the stars, his hands behind his back, and his waist was straight.

The wind blew in the night, blowing the long beard at the corners of his clothes, and two strands of long gray hair, hanging down on his shoulders, and holding a fairy wind bone, not like a mortal.

The night was quiet, except for the flames outside the city.

A city of corpses, burned overnight, but there is not much unpleasant smell.

After all, in this city, there is still spiritual energy gathering and dispersing.

The Ten Thousand Souls Array is buried deep here, and the aura infiltrates the earth.

Rao is evil array has been broken, the aura has been collected, and the remnants here still need some time to completely dissipate.

There was a faint sound of wind, fluttering behind the Dao Chief.

The slender figure also fell silently in the wind.

This hand is more and more subtle.

"Is the Taoist looking for me?"

Shen Qiu stepped into the ruined city wall, ten steps away from the road length.

He said:

"Daoist is leaving?"

"Hmm."

Huang Wumiao, who was immortal wind bone, withdrew his gaze from the star dome, he turned around and said to Shen Qiu:

"The war here is over, and I am of little use here, so Senior Brother Chonghe will take his disciples to stay and finish the unfinished business.

The people of the Jade Emperor Palace also have some losses, as the head of the poor road, I want to take their souls back to their hometown, and I also have some aura in my hands, seeing that the world is in turmoil, I want to go back to the sect and pass on the life-saving divine martial arts to more martial artists. ”

"The Taoist chief is kind-hearted, and he admires it."

Shen Qiu nodded and said a word, but then the conversation changed.

And again:

"I know that the door pays attention to the unity of heaven and man, and explores the principles of nature, and this blasphemy of the soul, the Taoist is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

But this matter of Qilu, the Taoist chief has also seen with his own eyes, the power of the Yin Soul of the Zhai, and the masters of the Daomen who died here are not all interested in Huangquan, and there is always some residual hatred.

In the Xuanmen Taoist Dictionary of the Jade Emperor Palace, there is also a saying that 'Yin and Yang are multiplied successively', and cultivating the Yang God and Yin God, strictly speaking, is not considered an evil art.

Before sending the disciples back to heaven and earth, the Dao Master might as well ask them what they think. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Qiu glanced at the change in Daoist Ziwei's expression.

He said:

"If you are born as a hero, why can't you become a ghost after death? At present, the situation is chaotic, and the Taoist chief led the heroes to have a fight with Penglai.

That kind of demon and evil must not talk about martial virtues, if the Taoist chief travels with Tai'a in the future, the sect has no one to support him... With these trusted yin gods secretly helping each other, they can also keep the sect safe.

What's more, if it is a decisive battle with Penglai, we will win.

After that, the aura revived the heaven and the earth, and the practice was restarted, which was also a good thing to go through this experience, and it was also a good thing to prepare early. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Qiu paused.

His tone was a little softer, and he said with a smile:

"Of course, Shen is just a suggestion, whether to adopt it or not, it is all in the mind of the Taoist."

Daoist Ziwei was noncommittal to this suggestion.

These masters always like to pretend to be deep, and they will not let others see through their thoughts.

What's more, he is still the head of a faction, with more than 2,000 disciples under his disciples, and if he really wants to reset the path of Yin God cultivation, he has to discuss it with the elders in the sect.

There is no need to say more about this topic, the Taoist chief is not looking for Shen Qiu to come over tonight.

When the greetings were over, he said:

"Huang Wu's remnant soul, the poor Dao wants to get it back."

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu blinked.

Rhetorical question:

"Is the Taoist serious?

There is no disturbance of the remnant soul, the Taoist and Tai'a can be united in their hearts, and now the Taoist and his lover are reunited, their mood is complete, and they cultivate their souls and open the sea of knowledge, whether there is him or not, it is all the same. ”

"Having said that, I already feel guilty."

Huang Wumiao sighed lightly and said:

"In the past 20 years, I have not fallen into the Demon Dao.

It all depends on the support of his invincible brother, and it is he who bears the sins of the poor road in the past with his own strength, although he was born because of the poor road, but he has not had a good day.

What I think in my heart and what I do in my hands seems to be reckless and domineering, but in fact, it is for the sake of me and Xiaodong.

In the eyes of Poor Dao, he is not an obstacle in my heart, but like my brother, and now that he has attained a complete state of mind, it is not difficult to bring him back to the sea of knowledge.

I couldn't bear to see him displaced. ”

At this point, pause for a few minutes.

Dao Leader looked at Shen Qiu and said:

"Poor Dao also heard that Shen Daxia has a secret method, so that the invincible brother can drive forward for you and kill demons.

It is indeed difficult for a strong man to make this request tonight, Shen Daxia is doing big things now, if it is really inconvenient... That's it. ”

"It's okay."

Shen Qiu waved his hand.

He said:

"The Seven Demons of Huangquan are just used to deal with trivial matters.

There are countless remnant souls in Shen's hands, and it is the same whether there is Huang Wushu or not, but Shen still needs to ask one more question, Dao Chief, are you sure you want to take him back at the risk of being in a chaotic mood? ”

"Yes."

Ziwei Daoren sighed.

He twisted his beard and said:

"The poor road was deeply trapped in the red dust, and he couldn't extricate himself, and at that time he knew that the demons in his heart had not dispersed.

The theory of the heart demon is not as simple as I think, on this cultivation road, you need to wipe your Dao heart from time to time, and never forget your original intention, in order to prove the way forward.

From this point of view, if there is an invincible brother, the practice of the poor path can be considered complete. ”

"Okay."

Seeing that the Dao Chief had made up his mind, Shen Qiu didn't need to say much.

He said:

"The Seven Devils of Huangquan are too slow, and this trip will be Qilu in the future.

The Taoist can go to Suzhou Yanyulou and his party in person to obtain Huang Wuyi's return, in addition, although the Qilu matter is temporarily over, but as far as Shen knows, the evil array is still in trouble.

In Lin'an City, there are still sneaky lurking, and now the old ghost of Hongchen has also been ambushed, and Penglai must have made a big move.

I will wait for the next battle, and I will be in Lin'an City, it will definitely be a tough battle, and the Taoist must prepare in advance. ”

"Hmm."

Huang Wumiao's face was not afraid.

He said:

"I just stargazing, occasionally gained, there is indeed a sign of bloody battle, blessing and misfortune are inseparable, according to your expectations, how long will it take to be in danger?"

"It's as short as two months, as long as half a year."

Shen Qiu said categorically:

"The terrain in that side of the city was shaped to make a Ten Thousand Souls Formation, and the Zhao family helped with it.

If you want to fight like this, destroy the evil array to break the enemy, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to do, and the only way to win is to rush into the city before the evil array is completely completed.

Once the Ten Thousand Souls Array rises in Lin'an, the entire Jiangnan will have the worry of subversion. ”

Ziwei Daoren's face was heavy.

He rubbed his fingers and said:

"Lin'an is not better than other places, but the capital of a country, it is surrounded by heavy guards, only relying on the people of the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to enter, do you have a way to break the city?"

"Yes."

Shen Qiu held a pair of wisdom beads in his hand.

He said:

"The Taoist chief doesn't have to worry, just wait for the general trend of the world to change.

In this battle, in addition to the Ziwei Dao Chief, we also have another master of the Great Perfection Realm, and I also invited Pure Yangzi to help in the battle, but I don't know the old way, whether I am willing to wade into troubled waters. ”

"Chun Yangzi is a person, and it's hard to figure out what he does."

Daoist Ziwei opened his mouth and said:

"No one can interfere with his decision. Poor Dao has several relationships with him, so when Poor Dao sends Xiaodong back to Xiaoxiang, he will go to Taiyue Mountain.

If it can be said that the pure yang son goes out of the mountain, it is a great good.

However, Shen Qiu, I see that your martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, your body has aura, and it is almost unblemished and leaky, can you break through in a short period of time? ”

"The path I have taken is different from that of the warriors in the world."

Shen Qiu shook his head, he no longer hid anything, and said:

"After the innate body, the body is tempered with aura.

When the physical tempering is over, you will be able to step into the realm of perfection like Zhang Moxie, the so-called immaculate and leaky, the heavenly list of the Great Perfection can no longer be applied to Shen.

The Taoist chief doesn't have to worry too much.

When the battle of Lin'an began, it was to encounter the heavenly list, and Shen also had the power to fight, in addition, after this battle, Penglai's face was on the rivers and lakes, and it was difficult to hide it.

Those who are hesitant should also choose sides to fight.

Qilu martial arts, now it can be regarded as a turnip, and the warriors who can survive are all usable people.

I knew that the chief was an outsider, and he didn't care about the false name of the martial arts alliance leader, so I asked the Taoist chief to use his own appeal to help the brave and virtuous people to reunite the Qilu martial arts. ”

"That's as it should be."

Huang Wuxiao smiled softly, and he asked:

"Then Shen Daxia has any recommended candidates?"

"It's good for me to look at Jinan Yang Fu."

Shen Qiu said:

"He has a chivalrous name.

In yesterday's battle, he was not afraid of ghosts and evils, and he had the ability to gather people, lead brave people, and fight all the way.

In the battle, he comprehended the sword intent of chasing ghosts and Shura, and the future martial arts is unlimited, which can be Qilu martial arts, the leader of the next generation! ”

"Okay."

Daoist Ziwei nodded in response.

He said:

"If Yang Daxia has a heart, the Jade Palace will do its best to help."

With that said, everything that needs to be said is done.

Shen Qiu clenched his fists forward and said:

"I won't send the Taoist chief."

"Let's see you again in Lin'an!"

Huang Wumiao also stretched out his hand to be a Taoist inspector.

"Well, I'll see you soon."

After speaking, the Taoist chief made a slight move with his left hand.

A purple light burst out in the night and fell into the palm of Dao Chang's hand.

In the faint moonlight, the figure of the Taoist chief rose and fell, and then disappeared into the night.

This scene reminded Shen Qiu of a few years ago.

In the city of Suzhou, he met Huang Wudi for the first time, and the Taoist at that time, as now, was galloping under the moon, with purple light, like a fairy among the gods.

At that time, he was a dragon soaring in the sky.

And Shen Qiu is just a small carp under the dragon gate.

Eager to turn into a dragon.

It was this Taoist who ignited Shen Qiu's mind to climb to the top and see the rivers and lakes.

And now, years of time have passed in a flash.

The white horse passed through the gap, unconsciously.

Shen Qiu had also come to this level.

There is only one step left before reaching the top.

Looking back.

There are all kinds of time, and you can't go away.

They seem to be as long ago as the last life.

There is even a hint of strangeness.

This is not a delusion.

After all, in Hongchen Yin, Shen Qiu has also spent more than ten lives, and those false life memories are still in his mind.

Although it is vain.

But it's like living ten lifetimes.

There are some different life experiences, if it weren't for the fact that he had already had the experience of reincarnation, I am afraid that he would really fall into that life cycle.

After all, who would have too many happy and fulfilling things?

Hearts and minds.

They are all greedy.

He stood alone on the ruined city wall, looking at the scenery under the dark night, and his mind was immersed in floating memories, like a sculpture beaten by the wind and rain.

Until dawn came, a ray of light pierced the darkness and woke Shen Qiu up from the memories of true and false.

He greeted the sun, let out a long breath, and exhaled all the breath in his chest.

And in the long breath, the mind is calm.

The next moment.

The figure dispersed from the city walls, swift and swift, like a sparrow.

Dragonflies flashed across several ruins and broken walls, which no longer looked like a longitudinal lift, but more like a volley.

Departure footwork. The sparrow dances in the sky.

and the fierce and domineering 'Denglong', which are completely two extremes.

The body method that was stuck in the bottleneck also broke through.

Ten breaths later, in the camp five miles away.

Shen Qiu walked into the camp tent on the edge and said to the old man in front of him who had been waiting all night and had a haggard face:

"Weihou, it's not a good habit for the old man to stay up late."

"The old man can't sleep!"

Zhao Lian's answer was full of anger.

This is normal.

A person with an identity has been hung out overnight, and anyone who changes him will be angry.

He turned his head, looked at Shen Qiu, and said:

"The old man doesn't talk nonsense with you! The old man wants to take the Qilu border army back to Lin'ancheng, do you want to stop me? ”

"Of course you can go back."

Shen Qiu said softly:

"It is normal for Weihou to worry about his nephew and grandson, and Shen is not a wicked person, how can there be any reason to prevent people from going home?"

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and popped out a wisp of true qi, penetrated into Wei Hou's body, and traveled through the Xuan True Qi for a week, dispelling fatigue and invigorating the old man's spirits.

Immediately after, Zhao Lian heard the next sentence.

"Weihou can leave if he wants to, but the border army that fought for the country is better to stay in Qilu, they are all good men and hot-blooded men.

It should do great things, do righteous deeds, and stabilize the world, and should not be buried for the decaying dynasty, what does Weihou think? ”

Zhao Lian has been a soldier all his life, so he naturally knows the meaning of Shen Qiu's words.

His eyes widened and his fists clenched.

Shouted:

"You're going to let my soldiers turn against you?"

"Not me."

Shen Qiu stretched out his finger and shook it.

Seriously explained:

"Shen has no interest in the world, those good men in the border army, the ones who want to be loyal are the descendants of Da Chu!

Nor is this called a defection.

It was a puppet dynasty built by usurpers, so what orthodoxy could it be? It should be called 'Toucheng'. ”

"Wishful thinking!"

Zhao Lian is as fierce as a tiger.

He took a step forward and reached out against Shen Qiu's chest.

Shen Sheng said:

"Even if you kill the old man, I won't give that messy life!"

"Why should I kill you an old man?"

Shen Qiu's tone became indifferent.

He reached out and grabbed Wei Hou's fingers, and pushed them out little by little, the old man's face flushed, and he tried his best, but he couldn't stop his fingers from being pushed away.

It's like wrestling with a beast.

"If you don't do it, then wait here with peace of mind, Shen will not want your life, you will see that your clown-like nephew has lost the last bit of national fortune in the southern country."

"When the city of Lin'an is broken and the southern kingdom is destroyed, no matter how stubborn you are, those soldiers will find their own way out! Will you be able to stop them then? ”

"Weihou, why don't you understand?"

Shen Qiu sighed, and he said:

"The moment your nephew Zhao Biao and Penglai colluded, the countdown to the destruction of the southern kingdom was already unstoppable. You've done everything you can, even if you die, and you're trying to protect just something that's doomed to collapse. ”

"You are its last backer, and now, the backer has fallen, and you can no longer protect it. Be a loyal minister of Da Chu and protect your Zhao family, this is the last dignity I give to Weihou on behalf of my family.

If you don't want to be decent... I won't stop you. ”

"Smack"

Shen Qiu's fingers let go, and Wei Hou stumbled and fell to the ground.

The white-haired old man slumped to the ground.

He was not struck down by force.

But at this time, his face was haggard, like a drooping old man with a bent backbone, bent over by the pressure of life.

"Zhang Chu will not let go of this good opportunity."

Shen Qiu said:

"Your Qilu border army is all fighting, and you can't stop the heavy troops of the northern country, the soldiers are loyal to you, and you, as the commander, should also think about the lives of the soldiers."

"That's all Shen said, Weihou, think about it."