There seemed to be ten fingers in front of him grabbing an old man's back, and he didn't seem to want to let go even if the sky collapsed.

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the old man.

A sword tip peeked through the chest of the man who spoke!

It was an ancient stone sword that pierced through his chest.

Behind him, a white-clothed young man held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and the only remaining hand kept trembling.

His face was distorted with unspeakable pain.

It was as long as a world had passed, and then, slowly, let go of my fingers.

The ancient blade of the sword stuck in the old man's chest.

Then slowly light began to emanate from the sword, and it didn't take long for countless darkness to wail together in this body, and then it was ruthlessly squeezed out.

The light is getting brighter and brighter!

The darkness recedes gradually!

Frightened, screaming!

Eventually, all of them dissipated under the unstoppable light

The wind became more and more intense, and the darkness was like a wave.

————

In the Tongtian Peak,

Dao Xuan's eyes widened suddenly.

There was a constant feeling of powerlessness in the body and mind.

It seems that he is a person who has cultivated for his merits and has penetrated the heavens and the earth, and it stands to reason that there is no sign of a midnight nightmare at all.

Even, everything can be classified as foreknowledge!

"Uncle Boss! Do you need to call me? ”

The disciple of the night vigil outside the door asked softly.

"Let's all go their separate ways! I'll go to the ancestral hall. ”

Negligence only existed for a moment, and the next moment he had suppressed the wind and waves in his heart.

After tidying up his clothes, Dao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and appeared in the hall, where five or six Nagato disciples and rotating disciples had gathered.

After whispering the order, he didn't pay any more attention to them, and walked straight in one direction.

A few disciples bowed and saluted, and then dispersed!

————

Qingyun Mountain,

There are two important places in the back mountain, one of which is the most important holy place of Qingyunmen - Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, where the amazing and brilliant Qingye Patriarch was retreated and enlightened thousands of years ago, and since then Qingyunmen has been the best in the world, and the leaders are heroic.

After the Qingye Patriarch, the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion became the most sacred place in the Qingyun Gate, and only the head of the sect could enter this place for thousands of years.

The other place is the ancestral hall.

As the name suggests, it is naturally a place to worship the ancestors of Qingyunmen.

From Qingyunzi, who founded Qingyunmen, to Qingye Patriarch, to the ancestors of the past dynasties, there is a spiritual position in this ancestral hall, and the incense is endless every day.

And every important day, Qingyunmen will be under the leadership of the head of the family, and come here to pay grand respects to the ancestors, which can be regarded as an important place in Qingyunmen.

However, except for the days of ancestor worship, it is extremely deserted here.

At this time, this deserted place seems to have begun to stop being deserted.

Dao Xuan's tall and not sturdy figure was blown by the mountain wind in the middle of the night under the wide Daoist robe.

The pace was steady, and there was no repeated eagerness.

This is the bearing of the righteous leader of the world.

As you walk, you can see it.

I saw a huge open space, towering a majestic hall, four corners of the cornices, glazed tile roof, antique red pillars, as if in this tranquility to tell the history of the past.

Bursts of light smoke drifted out of the deep and somewhat gloomy hall.

Looking from the outside, I saw candles lit inside, and there were even everlasting lights swaying slightly, hanging in the air.

Add a bit of laid-back boundlessness.

Except for an old man in plain clothes who was silently sweeping the floor in front of the hall, he couldn't see anything else.

It's just weird that at this hour, the other party is still cleaning.

At this moment, as if he heard footsteps, the old man only stopped slightly, and continued his work.

I didn't look up, and even my movements didn't change too much.

This breath, this pace, there is only one person in a hundred years!

"You're here!"

The old man is still sweeping the fallen leaves, autumn has arrived, and all the bright greens are showing signs of decay.

Dao Xuan frowned, and his tone was slightly awe-inspiring: "You guessed that I would come?" ”

"It's not that hard! That change has happened in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion again! I thought you'd come! ”

"I just didn't expect you to pick at this time!"

The old man said this casually, and suddenly noticed the tiredness in Dao Xuan's eyes, and looked at Dao Xuan meaningfully: "Do you want to disturb the cup of tea?" I recently picked a new pick! ”

Silence lasted only a moment.

It seems that since the change in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion three years ago, there has been more conversation between the two of them.

Without hesitation, Dao Xuan walked towards the inside of the ancestral hall: "It just so happens that I also want to talk to you!" ”

……

…………

The mountain peaks in southern Xinjiang are completely different from the mountains in the Central Plains, which are less beautiful and quiet, and more are majestic and steep.

Under the night, the rolling mountains stand majestically, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and from a distance, it actually reveals a sense of slaughter.

Lift up your eyes and look,

After two lower hills, a relatively flat wilderness, four tall peaks suddenly rose above the earth, interlocking and forming a valley.

Behind these four tall mountain peaks, under the vast night, there are countless shadows, which are the boundless 100,000 mountains on the border of southern Xinjiang.

Among the four peaks at the forefront, there is the world-famous Incense Valley.

The night was deep, the moon hung high, and there were a few faint stars in the sky.

Under the cold and clear light, there seemed to be a hidden mist in the valley in the distance, floating faintly, looking like a light veil mist, with a bit of mystery in the beauty.

With the fog channeling,

I saw the back of a row-dead wooden ground walking slowly, holding a wooden pole twice his height, step by step, his steps slightly staggering.

If you look closely, you will find that behind him is a small gap!

The gap was big enough for a man to walk through.

Presumably, his majestic figure came from this.

Only halfway through the walk, the figure suddenly stopped.

Because as he walked, he was blocked by a figure.

Suddenly raised his head, only to find that his whole body was also wrapped in a layer of black clothes, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, which were extremely cloudy, as if there was no focus.

Wrapped in a mouth and nose, he squirmed, and his hoarse and harsh voice sounded with a little relief: "Does Yun Yilan know that you are doing such a desperate job?" ”

The dark light flowed and gradually became prosperous.

A figure moved to the hoarse voice, causing a noise among the birds in the distant woods.

The other party lifted a fairy sword, and the sword was sparkling.

Standing there, chilling!

It seems that from the time this fairy sword appeared, everything here was covered up in the past.

The other party spoke lightly, as if answering the old man's words.

"The valley master is not necessarily hiding dirt and dirt, and vainly trying to use the evil art of the "Soul Leaving Curse" to control the disciples of the lineage, the old gentleman should be ready!"

Hearing what he said, the old man's only exposed eye was actually looking at him suspiciously.

The next moment, he involuntarily took a step back, shocked and abnormal: "You are not his person, nor is it Yun Yilan's person, who are you!" ”

At this moment, he actually straightened up a little bit.

"Then I can only wait for you to be reincarnated and ask the ghost!"

Before the words fell, I suddenly saw people and swords explode instantly, and the entire night sky was shrouded by swords in an instant, and the sky was swept to the ground.

With a sharp roar, the fairy sword in his hand galloped out of the man's hand, like a flash of lightning, and rushed away.

Seeing that the man's momentum was so great, the old man had long been on guard.

At this moment, he shouted, and at the same time attacked with the wooden battle in his hand.

At the end, there is a constant strange howl, which is strange and difficult to find.

"Bell—"

The fairy sword collided with the wooden battle, and there was a loud bang.

The immortal sword master did not move like a mountain, and the old man did spurt out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

I had the intention to come up with other means, but unexpectedly, the light was like a mountain roaring tsunami, and with the power of the anti-earthquake, it rushed again, and occasionally it was mixed with an indescribable momentum, like lightning flying by, chasing straight down.

The old man's hand shook suddenly, and he faintly saw a flash of black gas, and spewed out black gas from his eyes, and the sword light in the sky actually paused in front of him.

"Old horseman, give me death!"

Suddenly shouted!

The fairy sword turned into a pillar of light, and it attacked directly.

The old man was sensed by the sword qi, and the wrapped turban instantly fell apart, but at this time, he was shocked, and his face was so distorted that he couldn't see the original appearance.

instantaneous

I only heard a crisp sound, like chopping ice and snow, and cut the wooden battle in two, without the slightest pause, and cut off the head.

The blood rain is falling, and the night light is like a shuttle.

There was almost no rest, and in the bloodstained sky, there was only a cold corpse.

At this moment, the almost demonic sword light rolled upside down, turned into the appearance of the fairy sword in the blink of an eye, and quietly returned to the man's side.

Silently walked over to the corpse, picked up the severed head, and looked at it in amazement for a moment.

"There won't be any more magic that can transfer souls, right?"

He spoke indifferently, but suddenly found that the voice was not as old as he imagined.

Throwing out the other party's disgusting head, he rummaged through some accompanying packages.

Bang Dang –

A strange red pen, about the length of an ordinary person's palm, fell to the ground.

I don't know what the red pen is made of, and it is engraved with all kinds of strange charms.

At the very front of the pen, there is a pinch of fine hair evenly inlaid with it, and the original color is not visible, only the residual dark red is attached to it, which looks weird.

"This thing should be of some use! Let's take a closer look when Xiaoxiao comes back! ”

Picking up the package casually, the fairy sword resisted on his shoulder, and disappeared into the night.

Only the sound of the wind can blow into the heart of the man who is not old, and now, he is constantly babbling, and his heart is restless: It's not in vain that I brought this old guy out, it seems that what Senior Sister Jia said is true, and it is really related to Shizun!

The wind in the Incense Valley is getting more and more chaotic!

There is really a bit of mountain rain coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Senior Brother Li, if you don't come back, Xiaoxiao and I may not be able to keep Senior Sister thorough.

"Alas!"

Sigh deeply, don't think about it!

——————————

Don't be discouraged and don't give up! The girls will also have a lot to do with pig's feet!

Therefore, all the fools who try to rob women with pig's feet, I don't need you to sanction them, I will kill them myself! Ask for a wave of tickets! And collectibles! Collect more! It's only fast to get on the shelves! Of course, if you want to prostitute for nothing! That..... It's really fragrant! Forgive me for talking too much! Grandpa!!