The water in the pool tends to be calm.

Calm symbolizes goodness and sometimes portends misfortune.

Because too quiet water has no life, and too still water can hide the truth.

Only when the wind blows can the sleeping pool be awakened and rippled.

And now, the wind is already rising......

Ten days later, the Lingxiao faction hall.

Long Xingyun sat on the stone chair with no expression on his face, while the expressions of the disciples and elders were full of surprise and fear.

None of them spoke, but all looked at the three people standing in the hall quietly.

The people who can cause such a big sensation are, of course, people who have just experienced life and death.

Except for the three of Feng Jiutian, who had just returned from the village of no return, how could they be others?

"Master, we're back."

"Senior Brother Shang, is it really you? Are you still alive? ”

Huang Haotian stared at the three of them in disbelief and asked word by word.

Shang Qingtian nodded at Huang Haotian and replied in the affirmative.

"Senior Brother Huang, we are still alive."

"But Brother Priest said you went to the Ancestral Mountain!"

"Fortunately, with Senior Brother Feng, we can return safely."

Feng Jiutian saw that Huang Haotian was a little strange, and couldn't help but ask.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Huang knows about Ancestral Mountain?"

"I ...... I do not know. I just heard that it's very dangerous there......"

"So you all thought we were dead?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha, with my phoenix nine heavens here, even if there are evil spirits, he will be dead and alive!"

Long Lingxue didn't pay attention to the conversation of several people, but walked straight to Long Xingyun.

"Father, thanks to the fool to protect me along the way, otherwise I'm afraid I'll really ......"

"Lingxue, don't talk nonsense!"

Long Xingyun interrupted Long Lingxue and turned his head to look at Feng Jiutian.

"Nine days, you're doing a great job!"

"Sir, our mission has failed......"

"Shi Jingjiao is treacherous and cunning, and the failure to rob the congratulatory gift is also expected by me."

Mu Xuantian couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw that Long Xingyun didn't blame Feng Jiutian.

"Master, he single-handedly killed Li Zuolin, and the details of it are not clear to the disciples."

"Mu Xuantian! Are you saying I got the treasure map and kept it private? ”

"Isn't it impossible?"

"You don't want to spew blood!"

"I'm spewing blood?"

"That's right, I, Feng Jiutian, do things only for justice, not for money!"

"You're just talking about it!"

"Bloody mouth! What evidence do you have? ”

"If you want people to know, unless you don't do it, I will find evidence!"

"You don't even have evidence, so you talk nonsense, aren't you spewing blood?"

"I'm spewing blood? I'm afraid it's you Feng Jiutian who has a ghost in your heart, right? ”

"People speak with conscience, I am worthy of others, worthy of my heart, and worthy of the world!"

"You don't have a ghost in your heart? Do you dare to say in public how Li Zuolin died! ”

Long Xingyun was already extremely impatient at this time, and waved his hand and shouted.

"Don't be noisy! If all my disciples were like nine heavens, how could there be any more evil spirits? ”

Mu Xuantian stopped making a sound when he heard this, and glared at Feng Jiutian hatefully.

"Master, if I really want to make the demons doomed, I must go to the village of no return again!"

Feng Jiutian took a few steps forward and firmly suggested to Long Xingyun.

"You're still going?"

"I'm going, and I have to!"

"Nine days, the village of no return is a ghost village, you will affect all of us!"

"Master, even you don't agree? Do you just let the demons run rampant? ”

"The old man has his own arrangements for this matter, but the candidate is not you."

Seeing this, Long Lingxue hurriedly said something to help, wanting to change Long Xingyun's decision.

"Father, a fool is the best candidate, and we can see his ability along the way!"

Elder Lin glanced at Feng Jiutian and solemnly opened his mouth.

"Head, Feng Jiutian is impetuous, and he is not proficient in yin and yang, and he will make a mistake if he goes again!"

"What Elder Lin said is extremely true, very much in line with my opinion!"

"Father, but these disciples and elders of Qianhua Mountain, who else can beat him?"

Long Lingxue continued to insist, making Long Xingyun a little hesitant.

"Dragon girl, this matter is definitely not okay......"

Elder Lin was about to continue, but was interrupted by Elder Xu.

"Elder Lin, Elder Yiben thinks that Feng Jiutian is indeed a good candidate!"

"Elder Xu, usually you just let him go, how can such a big thing be a joke?"

"So what are we going to do? You can't pretend that nothing happened! ”

"Of course not, it's just that this person chooses ......"

Just when everyone was holding on to each other, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

"Master, let's ask the disciples of the Zhengyi faction to come to help."

When everyone heard this, they all praised it, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the person who spoke.

This man is a burly man, his eyes are as deep as an abyss, his expression is very cold, and his body is full of murderous intent. Although he is just an ordinary disciple, he has a kind of domineering spirit that dominates the world, whether it is his appearance or temperament, he is extremely outstanding, he should be a very conspicuous person, but there are not many people in the faction who know him.

"What is the surname of His Highness's disciple?"

"Back to the master, disciple Murong Zhang!"

"You have a very reasonable point, the Zhengyi faction is proficient in yin and yang feng shui, and it is indeed an excellent candidate."

"Master, if Qianhuashan doesn't send people, it will make the people in the rivers and lakes laugh?"

Feng Jiutian was anxious to find out the truth, and when he saw that Long Xingyun wanted to ask the Zhengyi faction for help, he hurriedly said.

Mu Xuantian looked at Feng Jiutian with great disdain, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Feng Jiutian, you escaped by luck last time, and you still want to steal the merit this time?"

"Mu Xuantian, I think you have to steal the credit!"

"Haha, I've got it!"

Long Xingyun nodded when he heard this, and pointed his finger at Mu Xuantian.

"Well, let Xuantian accompany you this time!"

"Master, Brother Pastor is not familiar with it, let me accompany him."

Shang Qingtian seemed to be a little uneasy, and took the initiative to ask Ying to accompany him.

Seeing this, Long Xingyun thought for a moment, and then showed a relieved smile.

"Qingtian, if you can walk with Xuantian, you will be relieved to be a teacher!"

"Master, if I don't go, I'm afraid that these people will all die in the village of no return!"

Feng Jiutian saw that Long Xingyun had decided like this, and said very angrily.

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to say it anymore!"

Long Xingyun finished speaking, waved his big sleeves, and slowly walked out of the hall.

He has always spoken like a mountain, and on Qianhua Mountain, what he said is a holy decree.

No one can disobey, dare not disobey.

There is only one way for violators, and that is to expel them from the division and drive them down Qianhua Mountain!

On the big stone on Tan Bian, I haven't seen that unruly boy for several days.

Now although others have returned, it is difficult for the heart to come back.

"Senior Brother Shang and Senior Brother Huang are a little weird, is there any secret......

Feng Jiutian lay on the boulder, frowning.

Today's sunshine is very good, but it finally illuminates the mystery in his heart.

"Senior Brother Feng, you are really here again."

"Senior Brother Huang, you came just in time!"

"You're looking for me?"

"That's right."

"What?"

"That's what you came to me to ask."

"I ...... I don't have anything to ask you. ”

"You don't follow the master to practice, but you come here secretly, not just for small talk."

"Well, since you can see it, I won't hide it from you."

"We're friends, you shouldn't have hidden it from me."

"I'm here to not return to the village."

"You already knew that there was no return to the village?"

"Yes, but I don't know the details."

"Why would you be interested in that kind of place?"

"For one person."

"Who?"

"Don't say, you may know later."

"We are friends, and friends should not hide from each other!"

"But he's also my friend......"

"Okay......"

Feng Jiutian shook his head and sighed, telling him everything he had experienced.

Friends are friends after all, and friends should understand each other, but not too well. If you really get to know the other person thoroughly, then he will no longer be your friend.

Friends should have trust and their own secrets, and only enemies must know each other and know each other clearly.

Half a month later, the disciples of the Zhengyi faction arrived.

Their arrival means that the journey of exploring the village of no return has begun.

This suggestion was obviously made by Feng Jiutian, but he was not qualified to accompany him.

He repeatedly asked Long Xingyun to go to the lonely village together, Long Xingyun's expression was cold, his attitude was stern, and no one was allowed to disobey him at all, he could only watch Shang Qingtian and the others leave in his sight one after another.

Feng Jiutian had no choice but to sigh in his heart.

That night, it was the night of the full moon again.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, shining on the vast earth.

It is precisely because of the moon at night that we can see the good, evil, beauty and ugliness in the darkness.

But the moon can only illuminate the heavens and the earth, but not the hearts of people, especially a confused heart.

Feng Jiutian's heart has a lot of confusion at this moment.

He was in no mood to drink tonight, just quietly staring at the full moon in the night sky.

He suspected that his father's death was not so simple, but there was no sign, no clue, no evidence, only his father's cold corpse and two delicate wine glasses on the table.

What does a wine glass represent? He doesn't know, most people in the world don't know.

But right now he knew one thing, something very important.

That is, the village of no return must involve important people and things in the rivers and lakes, and finding out the village of no return means that it is one step closer to revealing the truth.

The decision of the head of the house is tantamount to cutting off the only clue.

Shang Qingtian and Huang Haotian should be the most reliable people, but when it comes to the village of no return, it seems that they have changed.

What is the origin of that weird black shadow, the strange old man, and the abnormal Lin Jinsheng?

And these people seem to be controlled by an invisible silk thread.

Who is behind this......

The wind was strong tonight, and it wouldn't stop.

Huang Haotian was holding a wine jar, and his expression was the same as usual.

He slowly walked to the big stone, but Feng Jiutian had already left.

Huang Haotian was not surprised, because he knew Feng Jiutian too well.

Feng Jiutian is not afraid of the sky, the earth, and people.

Although the head of the family does not let him revisit the village of no return, will he really be obedient?

Feng Jiutian is Feng Jiutian.

The more he is not allowed to go, the more he will go, and the more he is not allowed to do what he will do, the more he will do.

Ten days later, he followed a few people and came to that strange place again.

He didn't see the bustling village and town, but walked straight into the ruins.

There is a longevity shop at the entrance of the dilapidated village, and a few birch coffins are prominently placed.

Although Feng Jiutian was puzzled, he couldn't stop.

It's daytime, and naturally there are no ghosts.

But the scene in front of him was even more terrifying than a ghost, and it completely shocked him.

The distance between him and those people was only half a mile.

Soon after entering the village, the men suddenly fell to the ground.

These people are rare masters in the world, and they all fell silently in an instant.

This sudden change shocked Feng Jiutian?

He couldn't take any more of it, and walked quickly closer.

The disciples of the Zhengyi faction were all breathless, and Shang Qingtian and Mu Xuantian were also dying.

And there is still a little black-purple powder on the surrounding grass.

It is clear that there was no fierce fighting in such a scene.

So what happened in just a few moments?

Feng Jiutian vigorously woke up the two of them.

"Senior Brother Shang, Mu Xuantian, how did it become like this?"

"Feng ...... Senior Brother Feng...... You're late......"

"Feng Jiutian, we met Liao Chusheng, since you are here, you can't see death without help!"

"Liao Chusheng! Is it the Hades Venerable of the Nine Ghost Realm? ”

"I didn't ...... That's right...... It's the Hades Venerable of the Nine Ghost Realms......"

"What? How did he end up here? Is it ......?"

Feng Jiutian groaned slightly, then came back to his senses and said to the two of them.

"Don't talk yet, your injuries are very serious, I'll help you heal."

"Feng ...... Senior Brother Feng, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it......"

Shang Qingtian's body was trembling all the time, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out as he spoke.

The stench of blood was incomparable, in stark contrast to the black-purple powder on the grass.

The powder has a rich fragrance, although there are many poisons in the world, there are never too many that can have such an effect, and there are very few such masters.

But the Hades Venerable of the Nine Ghost Realms is just one.

Feng Jiutian was still skeptical of what the two of them said, but at this moment, he was convinced.

"Senior Brother Shang, you hold on!"

"Haha, don't ...... It's been a waste of effort, you might as well save Brother Priest......"

"I can't watch you die!"

"I won't forget your kindness, if there is fate, we will see you again in the next life......"

Shang Qingtian slowly closed his eyes after speaking, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Shang!"

Feng Jiutian roared, his eyes moistened a little.

They have experienced life and death together, they have taken care of each other, and they have laughed and played.

At this time, Feng Jiutian's various doubts about Shang Qingtian turned into guilt and sadness.

"Feng Jiutian, if you don't save you when you see death, do you want to declare a personal vendetta?"

"Mu Xuantian, if you weren't a disciple of the Ling Xiao Sect, I would have killed you with a sword!"

"Do you really want to die?"

"Do you think I'm you?"

"If I were you, I'd make up for it now! Isn't it? ”

"Of course not!"

"You want to save me?"

"Of course I'm going to save you!"

"I don't believe it!"

Feng Jiutian no longer spoke, but helped him with his exercises.

Is there a better explanation for the doubter than to show him?

For a long time, Feng Jiutian temporarily suppressed the toxicity in Mu Xuantian's body.

Mu Xuantian looked at Feng Jiutian stupidly, a little incredulous.

"Why did you save me?"

"Because I don't want to be accused of killing my fellow disciples!"

"I won't thank you for your kindness!"

"Do I need your gratitude?"

"You really don't need to?"

"I just need you to help me bury the corpses of Senior Brother Shang and the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect."

"And where are you going?"

"Of course, it's to finish what you haven't done."

Feng Jiutian got up as he spoke, walking towards the familiar and unfamiliar ruins.

Suspicions start from the Buddha Hall, and the investigation naturally starts from the Buddha Hall.

Feng Jiutian came to the Buddha Hall again, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

In the huge Buddha hall, there was no clean place, and it was covered with dust, even in the drawers, but the pen and paper and cinnabar that Shang Qingtian brought that day were only slightly stained with dust, and Feng Jiutian didn't have time to think about it at that time, and it was very strange to think about it at this time.

But no one in the world will include their own death in the ulterior plan.

Unless he is not the mastermind, and his death is someone to kill someone.

Feng Jiutian didn't want things to be like this, he didn't want his deceased friend to be his enemy.

Memories flooded into his mind like a flood and lingered.

He thought for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and was worried for a long time.

After a while, he came to his senses and slowly looked at the drawer, but there was nothing in the box except for dust, and there was nothing, which often meant that nothing had been found, but sometimes there was a hidden mystery.

For example, this drawer in front of you is exactly like this.

The drawer is made of flat sheets, but the inside of the drawer is exquisitely carved.

The carving depicts a general, a majestic general.

The general was saluting the emperor, holding a dagger in both hands, which was not supposed to be the general's weapon, but was in the general's hand.

This dagger is extremely delicate and extremely sharp.

There are never too many such good daggers in the world.

But the most striking thing is not the sharp blade, but the odd handle.

The handle of the dagger should have been flat, at most it was only carved with a pattern or a beast's head.

But there is a skull carved on its handle, exactly the same as the one on the porcelain pot!

"Why do wind chimes, porcelain pots, and drawboxes have skulls?"

Feng Jiutian's brows were furrowed very tightly at this time.

He knew that in order to find out the secrets of the village of no return, he had to first find out the weird skull.

But what these skulls represented, he really couldn't figure out.

Death? Curse? Martial arts? Sect?

It seems likely, but what is it?

Suddenly, he saw a row of extremely small characters on the carving.

"Fan Yang Jiedu made Shi Siming, and was ordered by Emperor Dayan to establish the Nine Ghost Realm."

Although it was only a short twenty-one words, it dispelled the haze in Feng Jiutian's heart.

"Nine Ghost Realms! It turned out to be the Nine Ghost Realms of the First Evil Dao! ”

The Nine Ghost Realm, known as the head of the world's evil paths, is marked by a skull, which is normal. And this extremely weird village of no return, if it is the rudder of the Nine Ghost Realm, it is really normal.

The reverse is always so conspicuous, and the skull is the opposite.

Feng Jiutian inadvertently stretched out his hand to twist the skull, the wooden plank carving would never be twisted under normal circumstances, but the skull was biased, and a loud noise suddenly came out of the huge Buddha hall, and with the loud noise, the room was full of dust, as well as his hanging heart.

The white wall moved, the secret door opened, and hope came.

Feng Jiutian pulled out the Flowing Cloud Sword and slowly walked into the secret door.

He thought that he must not be able to see his fingers in the door, but it was brighter than the outside.

But where the secret door is located, sunlight can't get in at all.

Where does this light come from?

Nature is a lamp on the table, a delicate everlasting lamp.

Behind the table stood a locked wooden cabinet, delicate and huge.

As soon as Feng Jiutian entered the dark room, he smelled a fishy smell.

He sniffed carefully for a long time, only to realize that the breath actually came from the everlasting lamp.

"It seems that this lamp must be fueled by whale oil, so it has not been extinguished for a long time."

He said as he walked over to the lamp and took a closer look.

As soon as he glanced at it, his brows tightened again, and doubts hit his heart again.

Although the lantern is not common, it is not unusual, the strange thing is that the inner layer of whale oil and the outer layer of water, although whale oil and water are durable, but they will also be consumed, but the two things in front of me are full, and the full ones are about to overflow, so full of water and whale oil, no matter what, it is impossible to exceed ten days.

This undoubtedly indicates that someone has entered this secret room since he left last time.

Such a deserted lonely village, such a dilapidated Buddhist hall, who would come here for no reason?

Strange is not only that, but also some dirt and iron filings on the ground.

Feng Jiutian thought as he came to the wooden cabinet.

The wooden cabinet is made of hard material and has a clear wood grain. The texture of this wood is somewhat similar to that of huanghuali, but the color is not yellow, but bright red like blood.

Feng Jiutian vaguely remembered that he had seen this kind of wood from his father, and he tried to remember it, but because he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and it was naturally difficult to remember it after a long time. In desperation, he broke the iron cable on the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and looked inside.

He had expected that there would be something of value in the cabinet, but he was wrong.

There were no blades, no gold or silver, no calligraphy or paintings, only a stack of letters.

Feng Jiutian opened these letters one by one.

These letters contain announcements, directives, and letters exchanged between sects.

The furthest dates back 100 years, and the most recent one was 10 days ago.

These letters are all related to the Nine Ghost Realms, and they all have a skull smiling on the envelope!

Feng Jiutian put all the letters back, and left the lonely village silently.

These letters make everything clear.

The Nine Ghost Realms established the Village of No Return for the Hidden Letters, and killed the trespassers in order to prevent leaks, which seems to be the best explanation for everything in front of them, and the evidence is conclusive.

Although he didn't know what kind of swordsmanship it was that killed his father, the wound was just and peaceful, it must have been done by a righteous person, unless Liao Chusheng was also proficient in righteous martial arts, the murderer was definitely not him.

Feng Jiutian thought in his heart that he had arrived at the entrance of the village.

The few coffins that were originally placed in the longevity shop were all gone at this time.

Although Feng Jiutian was very sad in his heart, his footsteps still walked towards the entrance of the village.

Outside the village, there are a few more newly erected graves at this time.

It is incredible that such a delicate grave bag can be erected in such a short period of time.

Feng Jiutian had always been disgusted with Mu Xuantian, but this time a smile of appreciation appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, it turns out that he also has something extraordinary, no wonder the head likes him."

Feng Jiutian wanted to praise him a few words, but found that Mu Xuantian, who should have been nearby, was long gone.

Suddenly, his smile retracted, and his expression was full of murder.

The person who can make Feng Jiutian show his murderous aura must be a master, a first-class master.

Soon, ten people came out of the woods.

The ten of them were all equipped with long swords, dressed in black, and the murderous aura of their whole bodies was heavier than his.

They were all wearing masks, so Feng Jiutian couldn't see their faces clearly.

But Feng Jiutian didn't need to see it clearly, he already knew it in his heart.

Because in the entire rivers and lakes, there will be no one else in this dress except for the Nine Ghost Realm.

These people stopped at six or seven zhang away from Feng Jiutian, and none of them took another half step.

"Feng Jiutian, it's time to settle the account between us!"

The voice of the speaker was cold, as cold as ice that would not melt for ten thousand years.

And his sword across Mu Xuan's heavenly neck was even colder, so cold that people wanted to suffocate.

The other men in black didn't draw their swords, just stood there quietly.

They are like terrible statues, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"You're looking for me for revenge? Or is it to kill people? ”

"Both! Either of these two would have to make me kill you! ”

"Well, I've thought of it a long time ago!"

"Then you should have thought that you would die today without a place to be buried, right?"

"I've thought of everything!"

"Then do you choose to kill yourself, or do we do it?"

"What would I gain if I killed myself?"

"We can let your fellow men go!"

"You use Mu Xuantian to blackmail me? This was really unexpected. ”

"Aren't you all in the same house?"

"Of course, but I would have liked him dead!"

"Really?"

The sword of the leader lightly slashed between Mu Xuantian's neck, and blood dripped down.

"Feng Jiutian, you actually declared a personal vendetta! You despicable villain! ”

"Can you really bear to see your fellow disciples die in front of you?"

Feng Jiutian didn't seem to hear the words of the two, just laughed and didn't say anything.

"One, two, three, four......"

"Feng Jiutian, do you want to fight or commit suicide, make a quick decision!"

"Five, Six, Seven, Eight......"

"Feng Jiutian, what are you going to do!"

"Nine, ten!"

"Feng Jiutian, what the hell are you counting!"

"I'm counting, how many swords will be needed to kill you guys!"

"Have you counted?"

"Count it clearly."

"How many swords do you need?"

"Ten Swords!"

"Only ten swords?"

"One person, one sword, fair and reasonable!"

"Hahaha, even Hahaha doesn't dare to boast of this Haikou, it's up to you to ......"

The man in black suddenly stopped talking, and could no longer speak.

He saw blood, blood dripping continuously.

This blood is not Mu Xuantian, let alone Feng Jiutian, so where does it come from?

The man in black suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and hurriedly lowered his head.

He saw the most ironic answer in the world.

The blood that was rolling down came from his own neck.

Why does blood drip from his neck?

Because at this time, an air-cold sword had already penetrated his throat.

"Your hands are too fast......"

The black man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the body slowly fell.

When Feng Jiutian came out of the sword and how he came out of the sword, no one knows.

But everyone knows that the god of the sun who has been traveling for decades has died like this.

It's clear that everything is happening right in front of my eyes, but nothing seems to have happened.

"It can't be! There's no way he can kill the Sun Wanderer God with a single sword! ”

The other nine people all exclaimed, and they all felt a mortal threat.

Feng Jiutian was like a god who judged life and death in their eyes at this time.

They couldn't resist in the face of death, and even thinking about it was an extravagant hope!

"I said one person and one sword, you don't believe it, are you credible?"

The corners of Feng Jiutian's mouth flashed with a smile again, a smile of enjoyment.

Ignoring the lives of the wicked is the greatest pleasure in the world for him.

He didn't know how many demons there were in this world, and no one knew. But every time he kills a wicked person, he is one step closer to his dream, which is enough to make him happy.

"Feng ...... Feng Daxia, don't ...... Don't kill us! ”

"Are you willing to forsake evil and turn to good?"

"No...... Not ......"

"If you don't want to, why say more? Evil demons are outside, and there is no forgiveness for killing! ”

Since he is greedy for life and afraid of death, he still hurts heaven and reason, this is the most unbearable thing for Feng Jiutian.

His sword does not show mercy to these so-called weakling, his sword shows mercy only to the righteous.

The cold light of the Flowing Cloud Sword flickered, and a gust of wind swept up.

The wind swept by, and nine living people became nine corpses.

"Feng Jiutian, you saved me again......"

"Of course I do."

"It's an insult to me to be saved twice by you!"

"You just have to die, I won't stop you!"

"I still have big things to do, but I'm not willing to die like this!"

"Big deal? What's the big deal? ”

"Big deal! Bigger than the sky! I won't tell you! ”

"How big are you going to do? I don't want to know at all! ”

Feng Jiutian only stood quietly, as if looking at Shang Qingtian's tomb and as if looking into the distance.

Mu Xuantian's eyes silently looked at the ten corpses on the ground, his eyes were complicated.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

It seems that the small village of no return is involved in the biggest evil sect, and I am afraid that no one can imagine it.

This means that the peaceful martial arts will cause another catastrophe due to the village of no return.

Like a pool of stagnant water, swept by the wind, there are monstrous waves......