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Sad.

This was originally a negative emotion that would never appear in Su Liu's heart.

Until Su stayed on the edge of the secluded long river dozens of meters below, among the countless white bones piled up, there was an old man who knelt on his knees, but leaned his head high, as if asking the sky.

That irrepressible sense of desolation suddenly emerged from Su Liu's heart, and it started for a while, and there was no end to it.

This desolation also directly affected his mood, as if the whole person had become depressed and fallen. Not only Su Liu, but everyone on this stage is all related, and they don't know where to start.

Maybe who can be calm and not shocked when they see millions of white bones in front of them, that is the embodiment of the extreme cultivation of the state of mind.

Su Liu forcibly suppressed the low loss that he was up, and also took his gaze back, swept around everyone's faces, and finally stopped at Yin Zhonglu and Mingyue Xin, who were slightly gloomy but explosive.

"That's not right."

Su Liu breathed softly, his heart was also a chill, his true qi was mentioned, and he went straight to the heavy building, and instantly entered the magical realm of viewing the gods and not invading the demons, and the spiritual platform was also clear, it was really an indescribable clear spirit, at this time, he took his eyes to look again, only to see that on the long river of accumulated white bones dozens of meters below the railing, there was a trace of invisible black gas floating. Entangled, tangled like a black dragon, lingering and gathering under this railing.

"Duh!"

Once Su Liu's mind was clear, he was able to instantly abandon all kinds of distracting thoughts. Carrying the Daomen Xuangong, the purple qi thunder roared in a low voice, like a spring thunder blooming in the mouth, shaking everyone's hearts and bodies, just like waking up from a big dream, only to feel that he had just lost his mind.

"The yin qi in this place can affect people's emotions. It's really weird and weird! ”

Yin Zhonglu pressed his sword and locked his eyebrows and said lightly, although the sword qi on his body shone through the world, his face at this time was not very good-looking. It refers to the Xuanjian Sect as an obsessive sword cultivator, but he has never refined the spiritual secret arts, and only relies on a clear sword intent to control his heart, and he has won Su Liu's spring thunder. Yin Zhonglu held the spiritual platform steadily. Not affected by this black gas, others, but it is still unbearable, some dead soldiers are already tight~ gritted their teeth and sweated profusely, except for one person.

Mingyuexin, only she doesn't know why, seems to be unaffected. Instead, he raised his bright and beautiful ~ eyes and glanced at Su Liu meaningfully.

Suliu was aware of it. But he had no time to care, the scene behind the vicissitudes of life and heavy bronze door in front of him was really said to be thousands of white bones gathered into an extremely terrifying scene, and the secluded river on the side was not an exaggeration to say that it was the ancient Styx.

The most terrifying thing is that there is no sound at all, such a quiet atmosphere and such a strange black atmosphere, seeing this deep place outside Longyuan like a ghost mansion, very secret and treacherous, plus the hollow ~ hole eyes on the white bones and skulls, it seems to be very unfriendly to look directly at the people on the cliff.

"Is this coming to the underworld?"

Mingyuexin retracted his gaze, his face was as white as the moon, but Zhou Dabeard muttered, even if he was ambitious, he had killed half his life with iron and blood, but he had only killed more than 100 people, and what he saw at this time was countless white bones, and there were tens of thousands of people in the room. His heart was shaken, but the impact was not small.

"Childe!"

Zhou's bearded tiger body was shocked, the spear in his hand was clenched, and the knuckles of his fingers crackled, and he couldn't help but reach out to pull it, just because Su Liu at this time actually stepped out of the wooden fence in one step!

Although he wanted to stop him, Su Liu was not something he could catch up with at all.

Su Liu floated down in one step, and his light skills also made Yin Zhonglu look sideways.

But it is not a direct step to climb the wind and go to the air, directly down, if it is really that kind of play, it is impossible to say that you have to fall into a broken bone, and after more than a hundred years, it is similar to the accumulated white bones, Su Liu is one step to sweep, when the body falls in the air, there is an extremely subtle moment of condensation, and then it is like an autumn leaf, and it is like a cliff wall.

This cliff is not as good as the way down the mountain, but it is a strange right angle falling, such a stage and off the stage, it can be said that it is extremely difficult, but Su Liu is like a smooth road, his body stands on the cliff and flies down, almost parallel to the ground.

Yin Zhonglu and the others followed, a little slower, and also followed, the white bones in this place naturally exuded a cold and piercing feeling, long white bones, there was no place to stand, naturally there was no road, both feet stepped on it, making a crisp sound, the more you walked, the more cold your heart became.

After a while, between the white bones, everyone looked at Su Liu's purpose, and his body suddenly stopped moving, and he was standing in front of an old man.

The old man was dressed in a simple robe, kneeling on the ground, with his head held high to the sky.

"So here it is."

Hearing Su Liu's mellow sigh of vicissitudes, Mingyue's heart trembled, at this time, Su Liu's calm face showed some rare emotional fluctuations, there was absolutely no trace of fear, not thick or glamorous, but a little lonely in the calm, she saw Su Liu's clothes move, his hands were on his back, and he looked up at the sky in the direction that the kneeling old man was looking at, but with a glance of his bright eyes, he saw that his handsome cheeks were as good as Qingqiu, and he was lonely.

In fact, there is no sky or stars in the sky above here, just a boundless and dark color.

"Childe!"

Zhou's beard is a little inferior, but it can be regarded as barely using a spear to pick up the wall and fall, as for those dead soldiers, they are still on this cliff, as soon as he landed, his body was shocked, such a terrifying and impactful scene in front of him, logically speaking, it should never be made Su Liu to get off this cliff alone, in the mysterious and gloomy white bones.

Who knows what happened here?

There are so many white bone remains, even if they stick out their heads and necks, they are cut and killed. It's not something that can be cut off at a moment, the weird thing is that these white bones seem to be flesh and blood one by one, and they are very intact.

"People from the Yellow Springs Esoteric Sect. There must be a purpose for coming here. ”

Yin Zhonglu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up and continued; "I don't know her purpose, and I don't know what place this is, but that holy woman of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect said an inexplicable word before she died, 'Kill Huangquan, and die immortal'."

"Kill the Yellow Spring. Immortal in death? ”

Mingyue frowned lightly and said softly.

"The Yellow Springs Esoteric Sect is the Yellow Spring of 'the Yellow Springs that go up and the poor fall down the Yellow Springs'. This person who falls into the sky is a real mysterious and never comes out, in contrast. The people of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect are really unscrupulous. Unscrupulous means to achieve the end are much more terrifying, and I also believe that this Holy Maiden of Huangquan must have her own purpose when she comes here. “

The dead soldiers who cautiously climbed down the cliff, and the words of Yin Zhonglu and Mingyuexin's blue yellow springs, could not arouse Su Liu's interest at all, and even the desolation of the white bones in this place had nothing to do with him.

Su Liu stood alone in the white bones, looking at the old man who knelt down on the ground. The old man was immortal, and his death was indifferent. There is no pain, no sorrow and no joy, just a soft murmur word by word:

"Close, fly, cross."

Guan Feidu.

This name is ordinary, and it is not famous in this world, at least Mingyuexin and Yin Zhonglu don't recognize it.

Any old man with the surname Guan can call this name, but for Su Liu, this name alone already means a lot.

He still remembered the gentle but somewhat stern gaze that was still in the purpose, the warm and rough hands, the punctual and strict medicinal baths again and again, and the helpless sigh of the old man looking up at the moon.

Su Liu bent down and stomped on the old man's withered wrist, and the gentle and pure divine qi slowly entered his body. If a person's meridians can be said to be the rivers, lakes and streams of Fengze, then Guan Lao's body is like a dry riverbed at this time, and the veins in the body have a trace of cracks.

Haoran's true qi entered the body, but it had no effect at all, Guan Lao's whole person melted little by little like dust and stars.

"Kill the Yellow Spring, is it immortal when you die?"

Su Liu still maintained the posture of his hands outstretched, looking at the scattered stars in his hands in amazement.

Guan Lao's whole person seemed to be built up by sand, and once he touched it, his body dissipated.

He obviously didn't die recently, although I don't know why his body can preserve the appearance of his life and not decay, but Su Liu stands in the position of an innate master, a martial artist who is not weak in cultivation, and the vein is so miserable, it is not only the exhaustion of true qi, but also means that the vitality is exhausted, and it is clear that he suffered a supreme blow before death, resulting in ten deaths, and it is difficult for the true pill to return.

Su Liu's Shenzhao True Qi is claimed to be able to bring the dead back to life, but in fact, it is only better than the purity, which can arouse people's potential life ability, even in the city, Ding Dian once used the pure characteristics of the Shenzhao Sutra to save the dying Di Yun in prison, but if a person's full potential has been volatilized, then how can he save it?

It is beyond the reach of man, and the gods are difficult to save.

Su Liu rarely showed some sadness, in fact, the medical books left by Guan Lao are profound and profound, and his own medical skills must not be weak, but the doctor does not save himself, which is not a kind of sadness.

"Who is it that killed the Guan Lao meridian with the internal qi shock?"

"The meridians are cracked, not only the heart is broken, but every inch of the veins in the body has been shattered."

Su Liuzhen drove Zhou Tian, only to come to this conclusion, look around, the ground here is like a trough, there is really a crack in it, the cold and deep water flows, converges like a river, exudes a palpitating coldness all the time, this lonely long river is more than ten steps in front of the old man, there is a huge monument standing by the river, black as jade.

In this situation, Su Liu was in a mood, and only silently wrapped Guan Lao's ashes. The brain center thought about it, but there was no answer, first, although I don't know when Guan Lao died, but the body was not damaged at all, and the killing of Huangquan was really immortal?

Second, who hurt Guan Lao? The three dragon armors are not realistic, if these three dragon armors are done, Guan Lao has already been corpsed, and he will never keep it so intact, his human skills are so deep, and his control is wonderful, even if he is now Su Liu, he is not completely sure that he can win it.

Guan Lao has completely dissipated in this world, and there is only one scroll of silk on the ground that is discarded to the ground.

Suliu picked it up. Looking quietly, the words are made of blood and ink, and the iron is painted with silver hooks.

"I feel like it's here. It's time for Xiaoliu. You're finally here, are you okay now? It may not be very comfortable, that Moon Divine Breath is the most powerful secret technique in the world, it is born like this, it cannot be solved at all, even if the Northern Dao System is a Xuanmen Divine Wonder, it cannot solve the negative impact of the Moon Divine Breath. However, it is not good to say that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. ”

Su Liu's fingers lightly touched the blood-stained word by word, and he was silent. It's just that a strange scene seems to have emerged in front of me, an old man with gray hair, sitting in the middle of a mountain of white bones, word by word. One blood, one ink. He whispered his name as he wrote, and his face was kind.

"Thousands of moon breaths have not yet fully grown, and they can't be suppressed by medical treatment alone, and they can only hope in this ethereal medicine god valley. This place is the entrance to the Valley of the God of Medicine, and it is also the place of the great battle in the past, and the casualties are not counted. You should have seen the white bones withering all over the land. It is said that it is the Supreme True Pill of the Medicine God Valley, but in fact, it does not really exist. I don't know, so I never dare to tell you, because you're still a little short of ready until the eighteenth spring and autumn season is completely complete. ”

Su Liu's mind is lively, and the eighteenth spring and autumn period is leading, referring to the very regular and uninterrupted medicinal baths at that time? Although I don't know its effect, but pondering the meaning of Guan Lao's suicide note, it is clearly a kind of domineering magic pill, no wonder I was extraordinarily tenacious when I was a teenager, I remember that no matter what kind of injury I suffered, as long as I recuperate, I can recover immediately. The same is true of the night when I knelt in the snow at the first arrival.

18. Spring and Autumn Lead.

"You follow the giant slave of the dragon armor in the north and go back, it is enough for me to die. Tongyou River is the gateway to the Valley of the God of Medicine, and it is difficult and sinister, far from what you can imagine. Sure enough, it is where the heavenly machine is, but it is not available to mortals in the end, you can come here, you can see this letter, you should also have a martial arts foundation, but further, it is impossible, that person is too terrible, that is, congenital, but also fall here, remember to remember, don't take risks in person, just go down according to your own path, and wait for the eighteen spring and autumn to lead the machine The merit is about to be completed, and there will be a magnificent road ahead in the future. ”

"Although I can't see you on the top of the list, dominate the world, if the old master can see you like this, but it is enough to comfort his life, this dragon armor giant slave, is the art of the north of the micro end, compared to the five elements of the divine armor, and only the lower way of the rune armor, just use the soul search grass, just fit your breath, close to your soul, a little thought, you can control it like an arm, this is also the last thing the old man can leave you, you can also bring it out together, there is a poisonous North dragon armor to take you out of the bottom of the mountain, it is expected to be fine."

Su Liu's fingertips had begun to tremble, and his mood was obviously not so calm, and the silk silk had reached the last stage.

"I use millions of white bones as coffins, and the Styx River as a wall, and the dragon guards the tomb, and the world does not enter. My burial coincides with the Northern Heavenly Dao Dashu. ”

Su Liu's words were silently recited in his heart, his nose was slightly sour, and at that time, Guan Lao's voice, smile, and sigh were still echoing in his ears, until the last gloomy words "Guan Feidu, a disciple of the True Martial Arts Heavenly Master of the North."

The signature that fell at the end was really vigorous with one stroke at a time, with only eleven small characters, as if he had used all the old man's heart to write.

The others had already seen that this old man who had died but dissipated for no reason had something to do with Su Liu, and he didn't say a word, so Zhou Dabeard and Lin Pingzhi asked everyone to scatter along the Yin River to search for strange places.

"What kind of white bone coffin, Guan Lao didn't forget Beibi Road before he sat down, I will bury you in Beibi Mountain in the future."

Su Liu only thought firmly, and didn't care about the profundity of your world's righteous path leader.

The complexity in his heart, but no one knows, in fact, the impression left by Guan Lao is also in his memory, at this time, it is the first time he has met this old man since he wore it, but he can't think of it, when he meets, it is already Yin and Yang forever, as for the old master that Guan Lao said, he faintly feels that he can't get rid of himself, and he can't say that it is his relatives in this world, and there is no way to verify it at this time, but Su Liu only remembered such an existence.

"Those who walk a hundred miles are half ninety."

Su Liu's eyes flashed after all, and he put away the ashes of Guan Lao, and quickly completely eliminated the sad thoughts in his heart.

Guan Lao's martial arts cultivation is not weak, but he has definitely not reached the innate realm, he is only afraid of how to think, and he can't imagine that Su Liu, a young man who knows nothing about martial arts, is already a first-class master of the innate nature, and in this short period of five years or so, he has run through the innate since the day after tomorrow, and he is about to impact the realm of Dongxuan, which is originally impossible, and ordinary people with mediocre qualifications will not be able to achieve such an achievement in a hundred years.

No matter who it is, they will think that this is a crazy thing, but Su Liu, with the help of Bai Yujing, shuttles through the worlds, but he really does this impossible thing, and there is an information asymmetry between him and Guan Lao, so Su Liu only attaches importance to the danger in Guan Lao's mouth, and refuses to retreat.

The so-called nine thousand people for the mountain, must not fall short, this is the truth, now only this last step is missing, how can you stop.

Su Liu's hands moved slightly, and the true qi flowed and flowed, and the qi energy was added, and the scroll in his hand was completely shaken into dust, and the useful information here had already been clearly left in Su Liu's mind.

The white bones in front of him are vast, and the yin river is swinging.

This underground river is only a few zhang wide, and it can't be compared with the Barring Dragon River, but he doesn't know how deep it is, Su Liu casually threw a piece of glowing jade into the Yin River, only to see that piece of jade swirling and falling, and he couldn't see the bottom of this hidden river at all.

"Bottomless river?"

Mingyue's heart was slightly moved, and the strange and unknown place always made people feel a different feeling in their hearts.

This one is called the Tongyou River, and both sides of the river are full of white bones and mourning, only in this long river, there is a loud sound on the ground.

I saw that in the lonely but calm river, at the beginning, the waves gradually rose, and later, a dark whirlpool suddenly appeared.

In the shallow whirlpool, there were two giant pupils the size of lanterns that shimmered with green and faint light, like demons from the Nine Ghost Prisons.

In the gaze Suru.

(To be continued.) )