The sound of heavy footsteps, getting closer and closer, seemed to be a magical sound, like the roar of drums.

The voice sounded dull, but it resonated with everyone present at the same time, and the sound of stepping was unfathomable, lightning struck the mood, and tortured the heart.

In the world of cultivation, the talent and intelligence of the cultivator are of course important, but on both sides of the avenue, why do you want to cultivate, how to walk, and how far you will go, the most important thing is to torture the cultivator's Dao heart, and only those who are firm in the Dao heart can reach the top of the avenue.

The heart of the Dao, in short, is the meaning of practice.

A cultivator like Liu Mubai, the master of Qingyun Temple, whose Dao heart was as solid as a rock, was actually disturbed at this moment, and he couldn't concentrate and calm down, and even his Dao heart began to crack for no reason.

Liu Mubai's face was colorless, he looked around a little blankly, and for the first time he questioned the Dao he longed for.

The next moment, Liu Mubai closed his eyes tightly and sealed all his perceptions by himself, but the heavy footsteps were like drums in his body, and his heart began to chase the rhythm uncontrollably.

Liu Mubai suddenly asked himself: "Since the poor road came out of the mountain, he has kept in mind the teachings of his master, taking it as his responsibility to save the common people in the world, and treating money as dung.

He was answered with a heavy stamp.

Liu Mubai suddenly poked his two fingers at the center of his eyebrows, and a line of blood splattered out, he looked at Xiao Jiansheng with a firm gaze, and muttered: "Wrong is wrong, instead of going against your heart, it is better to have a great relief." ”

Liu Mubai raised the golden giant sword again.

Night had fallen, and there were a few dim twinkling stars hanging above the night sky, which seemed to be weak.

Somewhere on the top of Luofu Mountain, Dayming forced the old man surnamed Zhou and Huang Juesheng out of breath with absolute strength, each of them was injured, the old man surnamed Zhou was better, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured, but Huang Juesheng had vomited blood several times, and one arm fell down, and it seemed to have been broken.

At the moment when the footsteps came, he had already stopped his attack, stood up straight facing the direction of Wuji Palace, and let out a long sigh after bowing respectfully.

After the old man surnamed Zhou stopped attacking, he walked towards Yuan Lang with complicated eyes.

At this moment, Daylight looked gloomily into the crack, his eyes followed the sound of the script, and with a wave of his big hand, the five black coffin plates were recalled like flying swords, and then combined into a huge black coffin with lightning speed.

Daylight thought that this would be able to isolate the heavy footsteps, but the effect was not good, and at this moment, his Dao heart was also tortured in some way, and he felt a great shame.

Dawn looked into the cracks, and said sharply: "This seat pursues the supreme avenue, with blood and ambition, with white bones to build roads, it is not wrong to kill a few ants, no matter who you are, do not shamelessly interfere with the Dao heart of this seat, this seat has been yearning for darkness since childhood, and now follow the spirit lord left and right to fulfill the greatest wish of this life, and those who stand in the way will die." ”

Daylight shouted violently, and aimed at the direction where the footsteps came from, and the wind whistled above the dry palm, and a dark mist swept away in an instant. However, with a heavy response, Daylight's withered palm split in half from the middle, and thick black blood flowed freely, no matter how he urged the meridians to stop the bleeding, the blood still did not stop.

It seemed to be in his ear that a voice said, "For whom is your blood shed?"

Daylight said angrily: "This is the business of this seat. ”

The next moment, Dayming's cultivation was suddenly imprisoned, and he rolled away into the night along with the huge black coffin.

This tumbling may be ten miles or hundreds of miles, or it may be thousands of miles away.

This scene frightened many people.

At this moment, Zhu Min covered his ears with both hands and clenched his teeth tightly, but to no avail, the sound that should have entered his ears did not decrease, he was already sweating hideously, his Dao heart had been seriously tortured, and it had become fragmented.

Suddenly, he turned around with difficulty to look at Yuehua, whose face was as pale as paper, and said with a hideous expression: "What's the matter, quickly order someone to investigate." ”

Yuehua nodded colorlessly, but was indifferent.

At this moment, almost all of them were disturbed by the sound of footsteps, but the situation was different, it seemed that the expressions of those lowly Wuji Palace disciples were much more natural, but their eyes were already filled with the fear of tonight.

Liu Mubai is like this, and Dayming is like this, even his own elders have not been spared.

In addition to being frightened, they always had to find a way to vent, and they inevitably asked in their hearts, who was the owner of this footfoot, it was the rescuer Liu Mubai moved to save people, however, when they saw Liu Mubai's crazy sword splitting action, they began to shake their heads.

Huo Haizhan looked at Chu Feng not far away tremblingly, and said as kindly as possible: "Senior Brother Chu, do you know what happened?"

Chu Feng is higher than him, and Chu Feng has always been with Xiao Jiansheng, so it is normal for Huo Hai to have this question.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly, also puzzled.

......

Xuanwei's array eyes naturally closed as the day left with the dawn, and the two illusory and ethereal figures above the array slowly solidified a little, Xiao Jiansheng and Qin Moran reappeared in front of people, and both of them fell on top of the array eye, Qin Mo was dyed below, Xiao Jiansheng was born on top, Qin Moran was still holding Xiao Jiansheng tightly, which meant that he would never be separated.

In the crowd, I don't know who said "dog man and woman" fiercely, and was soon met with Shi Qianyu's white eyes.

Liu Mubai had forcibly calmed down, quietly watching this scene, looking around with trembling eyes, no one was seen, but people were moved.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jiansheng above the array seemed to hear some kind of familiar movement, his long eyelashes trembled, and his face showed a painful look, he was struggling, making a painful choice between some possibility and impossible.

After a few breaths, Xiao Jiansheng slowly opened his mouth and took a long breath, and after a few more breaths, his fingers moved, slowly grabbing Qin Moran's hand.

"Senior sister?" Xiao Jiansheng seemed to have a nightmare and suddenly woke up.

Xiao Jiansheng looked at Qin Moran at first sight after waking up, when he saw that Qin Moran was unconscious, and his body was as cold as ice, his eyes showed panic, he opened his mouth silently, and then got up with difficulty and hugged Qin Moran, and walked towards Liu Mubai with a sad expression.

The voice was low and hoarse and prayed: "Senior Liu, save my senior sister, Senior Liu, my senior sister can't die......"

Liu Mubai first glanced at Xiao Jiansheng from head to toe, and then his face was filled with infinite comfort, and his eyes looked at Qin Moran with heavy eyes, and he leaned less, Liu Mubai said with a straight face: "The meridians are all broken, the sea of qi is seriously damaged, and at the last moment, she gave you all the Yuanyang Qi." ”

Xiao Jiansheng said hoarsely: "Can you save it?"

Liu Mubai shook his head in disappointment and said euphemistically: "Look at the will of heaven." ”

Xiao Jiansheng bowed slightly, saluted Liu Mubai, and walked towards the footsteps.

Since Liu Mubai said that it depends on the will of heaven, it is the same for him to return to Wuji Palace.

......

A lot happened that night.

The Shenyang Palace was busy, and the hall on the first floor was neatly stacked with six blood-stained corpses, more than a dozen lightly injured and three seriously injured. The deceased and the injured were pulled by a carriage and drove back to Wuji Palace overnight after temporarily taking medicine, including Huang Juesheng and Elder Yuehua, the head of the sect after the broken arm.

The fourth elder, Zhu Min, was temporarily stationed in the Divine Sheep Palace in case of accidents.

Liu Mubai didn't move the place, at the edge of the crack, Xiang Yuanlang, Gao Youcai, and Shi Qianyu sat expressionlessly, and walked down the mountain in the middle of the night.

All the four formations of the Qingshan Cangmu Formation collapsed, and all the stone roads and wooden walls in the cracks collapsed.

Xiao Jiansheng hugged Qin Moran and walked between the gravel and the broken wood in a trance, and kept following the heavy footsteps.

Two days later, the Divine Sheep Palace returned to normal under the auspices of the Fourth Elder Zhu Min, and began to send people to contact the surrounding major sects one after another to discuss the next plan.

At this time, in a mountain col hundreds of miles away from the Divine Sheep Palace, Xiao Jiansheng gently put Qin Moran in a bush by the river, while rubbing Qin Moran's feet with warm river water, and at the same time seriously rubbing a few big points on the soles of Qin Moran's feet.

In the past few days, he has been doing these things very seriously.

When the sun rose in the morning, he took the senior sister out and put it on a rough recliner, so that the senior sister could absorb the essence of every grass and tree in the mountains, and at the same time, basking in the warm sun, he kept practicing the sword in front of the senior sister.

At noon, when the sun was at its hottest, he put the elder sister into a bathtub hewn out of a boulder, gave the senior sister a beautiful hot bath, and then began to massage her body.

Senior Sister's body is very white and pure, revealing a natural fragrance, however, Xiao Jiansheng's gaze is pure and flawless, without any blasphemy.

In the evening, Xiao Jiansheng learned from the senior sister when he dredged the meridians, washing the meridians of the senior sister with the Yuanyang qi in his body, and in the dead of night, he would talk about the bits and pieces that had happened at the mouth of the mud well to the senior sister.

After a few days, Xiao Jiansheng's collapsed qi sea slowly filled, the injuries on his body had healed, his breath after breaking through the five realms had calmed down a lot, and the most benefited was his understanding of sword qi, which seemed to have vaguely touched a subtle thing, Xiao Jiansheng didn't know if this was the legendary sword intent.

That night, outside the simple grass hut, the cold moon hung high, the insects hissed non-stop, Xiao Jiansheng reclined on the chaise longue, thinking back to the past, he had been following the footsteps to come here that day, and the footsteps were lost.

But he believed the man was around.