When Yun Wanggui stepped into the realm of the remnant forest, he was bumping into Mu Shaoai, who was swallowing clouds and spitting fog on the periphery. After the consultation with Aoxiao Hongchen, the pharmacist actually did not leave the remnant forest, but only deliberately avoided Ah Jiu.

The golden light illuminates the mountain woodland below the hillside, reflecting the crystal lake behind the remnants of the forest.

The healer, dressed in tawny clothes, was blown by the wind, his long white eyebrows were blown by the wind, his eyes were contemplative, and the dark blue shape on the side of his cheek was strangely shaped. Few people will ask Mu Shaoai about the origin of this seal, and after a hundred years, few people in the martial arts know that this is a symbol of the expulsion of the felons from the Central Plains.

But Yun Forgetfulness still remembers.

The Confucian disciples, who have been away from the Defeng Ancient Road for many years, have been traveling around the bitter realm to increase their experience, and by the way, they can't help but touch the sword on their shoulders, recalling the few criminals who have fled from the sword, and let out a "pout" sound in their mouths, which woke up Mu Shaoai in contemplation.

"Huhuhu, it's rare to have guests from afar."

Mu Shaoai raised his cigarette pipe, turned back leisurely, his eyes unconsciously paused slightly, and naturally took another puff of incense mist, "Your Excellency doesn't look like a disabled person......

"Well."

Yun Wanggui himself is a Confucian swordsman with a dashing bearing, since what he practices is a swordsmanship, compared to scholars such as holding a book fan, pen and inkstone, it is naturally more atmospheric, "May I ask if there is someone surnamed Du here, whose name is Du Fanglin?" ”

After the spirit of Fuyan Mountain reunited with his soul, it was the Lord of Fuyan Mountain who had a deeper connection with the leyline. Although the fish swallows ink can guide the direction where Du Fanglin is, the mountain lord's famous words are not allowed, and the mountain spirit cannot be violated. However, the little fish demon who follows the evil spirit to learn the treacherous way can sense the location of the teacher Dust Liumeng at any time, and Dust Liumeng is staying in the remnant forest at this time.

So Yitian Feng searched all the way.

Yun Wanggui intuitively felt that he had met an acquaintance, but he was three points unsure.

Oops, the trouble didn't come from me.

"Du Fanglin, huhu...... This is indeed a friendly neighbor! ”

Mu Shaoai's cigarette pipe turned and pointed, "Starting from this place, going over the mountains and valleys for a hundred miles, there is a wasteland, and the name of the populated place is the realm of nothing." If the foot is faster, maybe there will be fewer twists and turns, otherwise ...... "A few old friends of the Infinite Realm have always wanted to meet the partners of the Glass Wonderland, and the determined time should be these two days. Jufengli is located in the Northern Regions, but its business is in the Central Plains, which is quite helpful in fighting demons.

"Is that so?"

Yun Wanggui glanced at the white clouds pointed to by the cigarette pipe, "The wind is endless, the scenery is long, and the dead leaves and lamps are still there." Weeping willows, a little sad, looking back on the past is difficult to collect......"

The mountains are misty, the clouds are misty, and the wind and rain in all directions stop tonight; The world is smiling, people are lonely, who stays in the evening with a strong heart!

"If you don't leave, a storm is coming."

Mu Shaoai sighed and reminded seemingly kindly.

"It's time to go." Yun Wanggui nodded, "Farewell." ”

The realm of nothingness.

The white clouds are returning, the wilderness is boundless, the people are lonely, and the wandering clouds are heading to the end of this journey.

Du Fanglin had already drunk a cup of tea under the hospitality of no mourning and no one else.

If he had come a few days earlier, he would have been able to see the Troubled Knife of Troubled Times, one of the righteous paths that had been healing his wounds in the same place. The Crazy Knife in the Troubled Times, Ye Xiaochai, Qu Shitu, and even the current Proud Laughing Hongchen are all diehard people who are Gong Wei's side in the fragrant white lotus suzhen. These people have been through ups and downs together and have long been inseparable.

Just as he was born with the shower.

"The origin of that Demon Realm Road Observation Map is true."

Du Fanglin said, "But it's not available." ”

In fact, the white-haired swordsman also means this, otherwise he wouldn't have been without movement.

"I want to hear about it."

No mourning is a person who likes divination, but he is not too keen on scheming. After being separated from his wife and children, his face was withered and he only wanted to live peacefully, and if it weren't for the invitation of the sect master, he would not easily step into this river and lake.

"Yes!"

Ebisu is also an acquaintance, the son-in-law of Kim Ba Jin, the lord of the laughing Penglai. Although this divine acupuncture doctor, who is one of the few in the martial arts, is born short, his facial features are upright, his small beard is neatly groomed, and he also reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "That person in Jufeng has been preparing, just wait for your order, you can directly open the road to Yuanjiao Village through Yin Wu Duyang Coincidentally, this is what was said before!" ”

"If there is any change in the Demon Realm, it will be a two-pronged approach, focusing on eliminating the Demon Lord, trying to break into the interior of the Demon City and then explore the virtual reality." There is no mourning for one person to say, "It is better to have a road view map in nature, why not take action?" On the bright face, Hongchen was injured, and Jianzi Immortal Trace, Lin Wushuang and others were restrained. But in the Jufeng hidden in the shadows, there is Linghu Shenyi in the middle of the dispatch, and there is another killer weapon that has not yet come out, with the white-haired swordsman, there is still the power to fight in the face of the Flame Demon City.

"The Demon Realm sends out the road view map, which makes people dare not move lightly."

Du Fanglin solemnly said, "Because, the magic dragon is a living creature!" ”

Before seeing it with their own eyes, no one could have imagined that the Demon Realm, which had been hidden in the other dimension, was actually a huge living Demon Dragon.

It's as if before the truth of the Rigpa Zen Forest was revealed, who would have thought that among the golden Buddhas who seemed to suppress the calamity, there was actually a knife with ill intentions hidden?

Ebisu thought about it for a while, and immediately "hissed" with a toothache. This kind of deceit is a fact that makes simple doctors feel pain in their brains...... This means that it is possible that the road view map is a decoy released by the Demon Realm?

Du Fanglin was not sure.

The white-haired swordsman sent the pot over, which also represented that Su Zhenzhen's opinion was uncertain. The two temporarily changed their approach and decided to wait a little longer!

"So about the Demon Realm, is there still action?" The heavenly danger knife with a bamboo basket on his head was hidden, and his voice was dull.

"Wait a minute." Du Fanglin said, "Wait for someone!" ”

Wait for the Buddha sword to say.

There are also waiting for feathers to be non-badgers! The ink fracture fan knocked into his palm in an instant, and he said slowly: "Is Shower Yusheng already set off?" ”

From the Silent Courtyard to the realm of nothingness, it is another day to the end.

The setting sun hangs over the mountaintops.

A river is turbulent, but it is gentle in the open area.

Shower Yusheng stepped on the rocks with one foot, leaned over to look at the water flow under the cliff, busy and idle, his hands kept moving, flicking his ten fingers with a strange rhythm, supplemented by medicinal oil to polish a pair of iron chopsticks.

There are calluses on the ten fingers of the Heavenly Casting Hand, which have long been fused with medicinal oil and are very easy to corrode the metal. This pair of iron chopsticks flashed with electric light, and the material was a little special at first glance, gradually introverted in a circle of thunder, and a light purple halo in the setting sun.

The wolf halberd was broken into three pieces, all due to improper operation by the user.

Shower decided to take responsibility and personally cast a bright future for Little Wolf Smoke. He even thought about the object he was about to give, and this pair of chopsticks was called "Smoke and Water Food Halberd". There is smoke, water, food and halberds, it is so beautiful!

But the wind has slowly sent the river to move.

The grinding movement pauses for a moment.

Shower Yusheng picked up the page in his arms with one finger and gently stroked the three numbers engraved on the spine: 007.

The bamboo raft comes from upstream and gently collides with the river.

This rhythm of water and wind forms a special sound wave that is captured by the swordsman's sensitive eardrums. Shower Yusheng seems to be rough, but in fact he is careful. Because casting is an art in itself, seeking the balance of all things in the smallest details.

"The signs of the nightmare entering the sky are obvious, and your body is weak and walking on the edge of the dust, not according to the injustices of the world, and the shower moves forward with the wind sword!"

An unpretentious sword, with bronze threads, no sheath, and no edge, but it vibrated slightly with the sound of singing, and swayed in the air flow with thin lines like cicada wings.

The lines are imprinted into the eyes of the swordsman, like a long time in the past. The rivers and lakes are in full swing, the sword has left the hand, and the sword is not centrifuged! A sword slashed, and the sky suddenly cracked, and the bladeless blade gave birth to an extremely sharp light, which instantly responded to the light reflected in the Sichuan Gorge.

Ren Shen Chuan who went down the river was not the slightest guard.

It was too far away, and it was a headwind, and no matter how keen the senses were, they could catch the glimmer of joy from the left side of the sky downstream. At that moment, the boat did not let the ups and downs go up, but felt that the sun seemed to be brighter than usual at this moment. And this river valley he has been back and forth dozens of times!

The sound of the wind piercing through the bloodstream.

The bamboo raft has completely left the canyon, but Ren Shenfu's vision suddenly changed, and the scenery in the valley reappeared in front of him, and he was slightly stunned for a moment, and there was a roar in his head!

"Peach Blossom Flowing Water Mandarin Fish Fat ......" Shower Yusheng easily wiped out the non-existent blood on the bladeless sword with one finger, "The slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return!" ”

The move of the oblique wind brings the rain of death, which is very light and fast and captures the entrance of the wind, and becomes a front with the wind against the wind, silently cutting flesh and bones, like a whirlwind of joy.

Ren Shenfu died with his head cut off, his head rotated and faced the coming, and there was no way out, no way back.