"Flying feathers soar into the clouds, fluttering wings Ling Kunlun. Wade through the green water stream and row the nine peaks on your back! ”

The chic and elegant poem number brings a dashing and elegant wind.

Here is the handsome and elegant indigo wind lotus, which looks like a martial arts celebrity Qingxiang Bailian, but compared to the bitter and hateful face, it looks much younger and better-looking.

Swirl eyebrows, silver hair also seems to be plated with a light layer of blue, a light blue tulle shirt embroidered like a cloud pattern, like the wind passing through the clouds. His footsteps stepped on the blades of grass and dust, and indeed did not leave a trace, just like falling feathers, not startling the dust.

In the blink of an eye, the Indigo Wind Lotus had already crossed the invisible boundary of the Ghost River Valley, and stepped into the woods full of treacherous monsters.

Then I heard only the sound of the wind, and the whole forest staggered unconsciously for a while, and after a crackling sound, half of the sky suddenly turned black and white in an instant, and then a whirlwind swept the leaves from the treetops across the sky, as if a white velvet fan had been thrown up and broken a point. The black-and-white mysterious space swept through a small forest and then vanished.

The whole process lasted for about a stick of incense, and then the woods, which were rumored to be able to kill by the outside wind, fell silent.

An hour has passed.

Someone found a newly erected sign outside the woods with three simple words written on it: safe.

and Signature: Indigo Wind Lotus.

There was no longer anyone guarding the vicinity of the mysterious river, and several martial arts people who received the news cautiously entered together, and found that the poisonous insects and beasts in the forest were dead, and the black bones were rotten outside, as if most of them had been poisoned.

There is no ghost river, this martial arts Jedi is over at this time, and no one knows what the people who broke the level have gotten from here.

Waiting for the news of the three-person group of Qin Fake Immortals, Ye Tu Ling, and Shadow Corpse People rushed all the way, and the woods that originally covered the sky and the sun had been destroyed by the martial arts people who came one after another, clearly showing a road to the treasure behind, and at the end was an ordinary mountain cliff with its back to the light.

Ordinary and ordinary, there is no vision, only a line of words carved in stone on the cliff: Don't look for it, the treasure has been taken away by me.

The message is the same: Indigo Feather Wind Lotus.

After asking around, no one knew what the origin of the "Indigo Feather Wind Lotus" was, as if it was an identity that appeared out of thin air. However, there was a person who raised his hand, saying that he seemed to have seen Su Huanzhen in this vicinity...... I'm afraid that it wasn't because I couldn't solve the crisis here at the beginning, and I still think about Wulin.

"Woo woo woo ......" Ye Tu Ling raised his sleeve to wipe his tears, "moved ......"

"Pig's head!"

The shadow corpse man raised his hand and knocked over, indicating that the mountain man had something to say: "Maybe it was the fake death of Du Fanglin in disguise, the memorial service has been held, you tell me that Su is really not dead?" ”

"Where is this Indigo Feather Wind Lotus?"

Qin Fake Immortal took his two younger brothers and left the Ghost River, where nothing had been found, and continued to walk on the way to the Open Pavilion. The roasted vegetarian bean curd brought back by Ye Tuling last time was very delicious, Lao Qin was greedy, and this time he wanted to buy it and swallow it for himself, "At a glance, it looks like he is making up for his mistakes before, is it really a 'dead person'?" ”

The people who have died, in Qin Fake Immortal's mind, specifically refer to Su Huanzhen and Du Fanglin, who both died in battle. The other missing Yuecaizi was directly ignored by Lao Qin. Talking about no desire, he is really a real man who is easy to be ignored by Qin Fake Immortal in all aspects.

"I have a question." The Shadow Corpse raised his hand halfway.

"I have a question too!" Ye Tuling jumped up and replied: "Big boy, Su really didn't die, right?" ”

There is no corpse, it is too suspicious, there are too many traces of resurrection, and the karmic spirits are already experienced.

"That is to say, if it was really Du Fanglin who killed Su Huanzhen, why didn't he leave the corpse to blame others, why did he let Su Huanzhen come back to life?" The shadow corpse is puzzled, this is not scientific, the evil BOSS is not this way of playing!

"There is a page of the book and the predecessors of the three sects, he doesn't dare to go too far." Qin Fake Immortal had his own set of opinions, "Otherwise, if you look at Yundu Mountain, will there be any movement at this time!" ”

"Shi Nisaigao!" Ye Tuling waved his sleeves and expressed his approval, "Shock the martial arts!" ”

There's a word, nuclear weapons-like figures.

Yundu Mountain can be called "express".

Du Fanglin really didn't dare to really attack Su Zhen because of this, and at the same time, he was afraid that he would not be able to kill the other party at all. After entering the WTO, the "corpses" left by the fragrant white lotus are almost able to form a football team, and this is more than nine lives.

It's not funny.

Du Fanglin vetoed the voice in his heart that he proposed to go to Yundu Mountain to surrender, it was too dangerous, compared to getting the guidance of his hardcore predecessors on the path of life, it was more likely to be hanged, peeled, and cramped...... Maybe maybe there will be one more junior brother behind Qin Fake Immortal.

The Buddha Gate of the Suffering Realm seems to be better at physical transcendence, forget it, take people as a mirror, and continue to harass Storm Rain!

Day 7.

Northern Regions.

Next to the furnace of the earth lung forging platform, there was a young figure who came to serve in the dust. After Beichen Feng left the palace first, he reverted back to the costume of a wandering artist in a black coat of little phoenix, but in addition to the guitar he brought with him, and the sharp weapon in the amber translucent red sword placed in the sea of sand on the side, he now has a slender and flexible white single blade in his hand.

The wind swept the yellow sand, the Gobi Desert was depressed for thousands of miles, and the magma of the lungs was cast into a high platform, towering at the end of the northwest world. The high platform of the dark iron suppresses the magma-raised highlands on the western side of the desert, and golden gravel stretches down from the high platform. Now a fire outlet has been split out of the dark high platform, and there is an additional blast furnace that is constantly scorching the Demon Sword Creation.

Under the high platform, Shower Yusheng sat on a chair and instructed his apprentices to practice the single-edged sword. With the yellow sand as the blade, the wind rolls the sand grains as the rain, the wind and the breath seem to be out of order, but everywhere does not deviate from the artistic conception of the sudden single edge.

It is not an evil single front with the purpose of killing, but a sudden single front created by entering this barren land of yellow sand with rain and blood.

The single-edged sword flow was born from a sword mark on the cliff, and there was no certain law, and all the subsequent changes were due to the person who used the sword.

What kind of artistic conception can Beichen Fengxian comprehend from it, depending on his personal understanding.

But in the same way, Thunder Yusheng didn't think that learning Shan Feng would have to abandon the original swordsmanship and martial arts. The three realms of the single front that he comprehended in the later period were actually faintly separated from the single edge itself.

The single-edged sword is only one of the thousands of swordsmanship, one of the ways to enter the path.

"One sword is chanting nine songs, and one sword is written off to sentence life and death!" After repeated drills and taking the yellow sand as the opponent, the white single-edged sword held by Beichen Fengxian in his right hand has vaguely had some feeling of wings crossing the sky, disorderly and orderly, long and short, a little sword falling on the yellow sand, a horizontal and a vertical is freehand, "The sword points to the green mountains and white heads, and the sword paints the red face and crosses the trace!" ”

The extremely brief sword light only leaves a pale impression in the eyes of people, like a wing passing through the clouds, and only the traces of the clouds leave proof of existence.

This is a very fast and free sword, the left single edge of the sword is controlled by a man, the sword passes through the yellow sand, moved by the wind of the wings, and gradually turns into a golden sand belt, surrounding the single edge of the silver light wings gradually taking shape.

There was not a single suspended gravel in the clean airflow within a radius of ten zhang, Beichen Feng suddenly withdrew his hand, and the yellow sand suddenly shattered into a fine rain mist, "The shower will stop, this is 'Ao Danfeng'!" ”

The clouds and rain stopped, the wings were closed, and the sand and fog dispersed.

The single-edged sword refined by silver light is white, and the end of the hilt is decorated with gold lock plates to decorate the feeling of phoenix wings.

Beichen Feng first cherished this newly arrived single blade, first wiped the dust and dust on the blade with the cuffs, returned to the plain white scabbard with silver threads embellished with moire, don't return to the waist, and turned around to face the shower like a baby.

Da Ma Jindao straddled a large stone that was moved over casually, and Shower Yusheng folded and put away a page of stationery in his hand, "There is sand and no blood, it is not considered to have learned a single blade." But if you can think of integrating your own martial arts into it, you are qualified. ”

didn't get a compliment, Beichen Fengxian didn't feel disappointed, and nodded, "Shizun said before that you want me to go to the Central Plains?" ”

In the messy beard of Shower Yusheng, a not-so-good-looking face can be faintly seen: "Yes, but it is still as you like." He touched the letter in his sleeve and hesitated for a moment, "Go to the Heavenly Thunder Dome first, and get rid of a person for me, a sinner who has no scruples, who is good at thunder and lightning, you can take that 'Lieqi' with you...... I want you to remove the man's thunder for me completely, and not to be missing in the slightest. ”

The Column Lack Sword is a weapon that has been planned to be cast a long time ago, and the material is the remaining part of the Wolf Smoke Halberd, and there are no superfluous additives, and it has inherited the characteristics of the Wolf Smoke that can lead to thunder and use thunder and lightning, rather than just becoming a chopstick to endure hardships.

This sword was used as a resuscitation gift for Du Fanglin. Because this person's swordsmanship is really mediocre, he can only win by surprise from weapons, such as thunder and lightning that are lethal enough to be used with the gentleman's moves.

Today's letter no longer has any information on it that attempts to apologize, but an additional martial art called "Shennong Liuligong", which can turn the poison into medicinal power to a certain extent.

This martial art can only be used by Su Zhen at this time, and the origin is self-evident.

Not to mention a certain feature, it's actually really suitable for showers.

Even if he has a heart, he will repay the peach, so the slaughter on the heavenly thunder dome is crazy, and Lao Tie will help him give him a ride! Taking people's lives and leaving thunder tendons can also leave a back door for solving the Blood Spring Bugs in the future.

The crisis on the bright side of the martial arts is going to another one.

In the evening.

Heading southwest from the Ghost River, bypassing the treacherous land of the Western Miao tribe and following the murky waters, you will reach a gloomy swamp full of poisonous mist, and a mysterious place in the middle of the swamp called Mizutakikage.

Here are the last two descendants of the Southwest Descendants, who were once the partners of the former Ximiao ruler and the Qiangliu Black Sect, who were feared by their exquisite poisonous methods.

To find this place accurately, it was also Indigo Fenglian who contacted the old department in the ancient cave, and secretly ran back to the glass fairyland to flip through the books for a long time when the memorial service was held, and only then did she vaguely figure out a little way.

This is the disadvantage of just watching the play, only the result and process are deduced in the play, as for the most important time and terrain...... Time aside, what kind of terrain can there be based on man-made scenery alone!

A gust of wind blew away the poisonous clouds over the swamp, sending a message that the intruder had returned a day earlier.

If it is not necessary, Indigo Feather Wind Lotus really doesn't want to run again. However, in order to get the poison that can destroy the man-eating monsters in the Ghost River Valley from the hands of the southwesters, he has to take the risk of taking another medicine given by the other party, which happens to be the antidote to the poison of the beast, but it will turn into a poison that can kill people after a certain period of time.

The southwest is so difficult to deal with, full of malice towards human beings, especially beautiful men, if it weren't for Indigo Fenglian's temporary wit to make up a medical beauty story for herself, and take the opportunity to advertise, saying that there is a way to help people introduce doctors who are good at plastic surgery - that's how it is played in the play, and it is very simple to read from the script.

Otherwise, I am afraid that if I don't see the Tianlai Eye who can call the shots among the southwesters, I will first be poisoned into water by the hibiscus bone that refuses outsiders to enter.

"Babble~~"

The indigo feather wind lotus floated to the ground from the sky, as chic as a white cloud floating freely in the blue sky, stepping on the edge of the swamp and about to go inside.

A man with a straw hat on his face under the shadow of the tree next to him suddenly got up from the fallen leaves, and then began to sell dejectedly: "Sell the map, the road to Linggu Mountain, and come with a free package of beauty SPAs, the opportunity is not to be missed, and it will not come again......"

Indigo Wind Lotus paused, and immediately looked to the side.

The seller straightened the straw hat, with the undispersed aroma of dried beans on his body, his white hair was piled up on his shoulders, and he took out a scroll from the hat with two fingers, "Linggu Mountain Returns to the City Scroll, sold cheaply...... Do you want it, this guest officer? ”

"Hah!"

Indigo Wind Lotus didn't expect that someone who had not been found for a long time would take the initiative to appear here, "Babble~~ Road view map and package, all one!" ”

Spirit Gu Mountain, it was the doctor that Indigo Feather Wind Lotus was going to introduce to the Southwest Wanderer for plastic surgery, and he originally planned to delay for a few days, and then slowly find the location of that area, and then persuade the Gu Empress to help. Now it seems that someone did it for you in advance.

Two copper plates, a road view map, a piece of broken silver, a package volume, the transaction is gone, and each does not owe each other!

"Then I'll go to dinner." The white-haired man in the straw hat squatted and stood up, and then felt a strange-shaped fish from the ground: "Goodbye! ”

The ghost has no river, the southwester, and the killing madness——

The crisis on Wu Linming's face has been solved to the third.