The first to come out was the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, there were eight people in total, the first one was Qin Wansheng, at this time his white hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he seemed to be quite depressed, and the remaining seven disciples were also all colored, Yuguan walked out of the cloud cave, sat cross-legged under the banner of Xuantian Zhan, and was silent,

Of the thirty disciples who entered the valley, only eight people survived, and the two Zhuji elders of the Xuantian Sword Sect glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes, only the head of Zhou always looked indifferent, and he looked light.

Lin Yuzhou was shocked, but at this moment, six disciples of the Tianxin Sect supported each other and slowly walked out of the cloud cave, looking miserable, their clothes stained with blood, and they looked embarrassed.

Lin Yuzhou was shocked, took a few steps forward, grabbed the placket of a disciple's clothes, held it in his hand and said, "How can this be? What about Liu Longyang's people? ”

The disciple said in a panic: "Master, Senior Brother Liu has fallen!" ”

"What?" Lin Yuzhou's face changed greatly, and he lost his voice and said, "What about the Cold Light Blade?" ”

"Disciple... The disciple doesn't know! The disciple was hung in the air, unable to breathe, and his face flushed.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Lin Yuzhou threw him on the ground, his face was extremely ugly, although Liu Longyang was the favorite concubine of the Yin and Yang Zhenren, but his life was not a pity, but it was a pity that a low-grade magic weapon, in the entire Tianxin Sect, there would be no more than ten lower-grade magic weapons, and it was difficult for the sect to afford to lose one of them.

But at this time, the brilliance of the cloud cave flashed, and people continued to come out of the valley, the first to come out were three Feiyunmen disciples, the leader was Zhu Ziming, he broke an arm, and his spirit was a little sluggish, although Pan Yulong was not injured, but he was depressed and embarrassed.

Lin Yuzhou's mood improved, although he lost a low-grade magic weapon, but the bet with Feiyunmen was won, and he could naturally make up for the loss.

But this thought started, his face became more and more ugly, there were three Qinghe County monks who walked out of the cloud cave together, all of them were disciples of the affiliated sect of Feiyun Sect, one in front of him was lightly robed and slowly belted, with five willow captives under his cheeks, his face was like a crown of jade, and his face was righteous, it was Li Wangqing, the head of Huaxian Sect; There was a person on his left, with a short figure, a thin face and narrow eyebrows, a pair of thin eyes narrowed slightly, and a panicked look flashed inside, but it was Ren Pingzhi, the head of the Huijian Sect; As for the person on the right, he was born with a wide forehead and a handsome face, although he is not the head of the sect, but he is quite famous in Qinghe County.

Since the three of them walked out, after a long time, the cloud cave has not changed much, Lin Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said with a smile: "Master Xu, now there are six people out of the valley in this gate, and Qingyun County is also six people who survived, how about a draw?" ”

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Xu Tianji shook the feather fan lightly and laughed loudly: "Master Lin, there are still disciples who haven't walked out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the cloud cave flashed, and a person stumbled out of it, this person's hair was scattered, his face was panicked, there was a big blood hole in the mouth of a bowl on his left shoulder, and his clothes were stained with blood, looking embarrassed.

Li Wangqing said happily in the crowd: "Master Mo, it turned out to be you, it's okay, please come here!" ”

This person was Mo Wentian, he raised his eyes and looked around, his face was blank, and when he heard Li Wangqing's greeting, his face surged with gratitude, and he staggered over.

When Ren Pingzhi saw him step forward, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he snorted coldly: "Master Mo has a long life. ”

At this time, there were already seven Qinghe County monks out of the valley, Lin Yuzhou's expression changed greatly, he took a few steps back, and looked around at the six disciples on the left and right sides with death-colored faces, standing stiff like clay sculptures, with a look of lost soul.

Since Mo Wentian came out of the valley, suddenly the wind blew fiercely, the dark clouds as black as ink covered the sky, the whole Kunshan was shrouded in it, the eyes were blind, the scenery was blurred, but after a while, there was a piece of almost transparent in the clouds in front of him, and gradually brightened, the bright sunlight stole down the crack in the clouds, the gap expanded rapidly, and a wind came from the west, driving away the dark clouds in the sky.

Everyone looked at the unpredictable sky in amazement, a moment ago it was still a bright moon in the sky, the moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, at this time, the stars shifted, the sun and the moon changed, the scorching sun hung high, illuminating the whole heaven and earth, the top of Kunshan, restored to the scene a few days ago, the cliffs, waterfalls and cloud caves all disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Master Zhou stroked his long beard, shook his head and sighed: "A few fellow Daoists, the entrance to Wanling Valley has been closed, and ninety monks from our three counties have entered Wanling Valley to hunt for treasure, and only more than 20 people survived, so the loss can be described as extremely heavy." ”,

Several foundation building monks were concerned, and Xu Tianji bowed his head and said: "What Master Zhou said is right, although there are many disciples who have fallen, but the old man thinks that the cultivator is the first to recultivate his heart, if his mind is firm, then the avenue can be achieved, and after this catastrophe, it will be of great benefit to the surviving disciples." ”

Lin Yuzhou snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Master Xu doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, although only three disciples of your sect survived, only nine people fell inside, and there are enough twenty-four disciples of this sect who fell inside, if you want to talk about losses, it is not your turn to fly to the cloud gate." ”

Xu Tianji said with a smile: "Master Lin, I don't know if our gambling contract counts?" ”

Lin Yuzhou's face changed, as the leader of a faction, if he betrayed his words in front of everyone, the Tianxin faction would be faceless and become the laughing stock of Feiyun City, but if he wanted to give away a low-grade magic weapon to others, he was absolutely unwilling in his heart, but which was more important, he still knew it clearly, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and made a decision, patted the storage bag, and flew out a long sword full of aura, Lin Yuzhou grabbed it in his hand and threw it out reluctantly.

Xu Tianji laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to take it, and took it in front of him to take a closer look, only to see that the long sword was as shiny as an autumn water, and the blade of the sword was flashing with a sensen aura, which was obviously a low-grade magic weapon of good quality.

"It's a good sword!" Xu Tianji held the sword in his hand, he was amazed, suddenly turned his head, put his eyes on Zhu Ziming's body, and said solemnly: "Ziming, you have been in this sect for forty years, and now that you have lost your left arm in Wanling Valley, the old man feels a pity, this spirit sword can be regarded as compensation for you." ”

Zhu Ziming's eyes widened, he almost couldn't believe his eyes, he thought that if he lost his left arm, he would not be taken seriously in Feiyunmen from now on, and the future would be bleak, maybe it would be hopeless to build a foundation for life, but he didn't expect the head to be so relieved and benevolent, he immediately wept with gratitude, knelt on the ground, respectfully took the spirit sword, and thanked him repeatedly,

The other two disciples of Feiyun Gate looked at each other in surprise, and a trace of jealousy inadvertently flashed in their eyes, and they were quite puzzled, Zhu Ziming was already crippled, why did the head of the sect still favor him?

Lin Yuzhou's face was like frost, and his voice was cold: "Master Xu is scheming, and he has good means, and the old man admires it so much!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he angrily scolded the disciples on the left and right: "You bunch of waste, why don't you die in the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls? What are you still doing? Is it embarrassing to see the old man conspicuous? Go back and be fined for half a year! ”

After that, he didn't say hello, flicked his long sleeves, flew on the back of the golden feather eagle, and left Kunshan in a few crisp and loud carving sounds, and flew in the direction of Qingyang County.

The six disciples of the Tianxin Sect looked at each other, the head of the sect was unkind, they all looked disheartened in their eyes, and under the scolding of the sect's Zhuji Elder, they slowly stood up and walked towards the bottom of the mountain in turn.

After the disciples of the Tianxin Sect left, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect did not seem to want to stay for a long time, and said goodbye to Xu Tianji with a fist, leading the disciples to leave Kunshan, and naturally wanted to go back for an investigation.

Xu Tianji looked around and instructed the fifth elder Miao Sanjiang: "Senior Brother Miao, Senior Brother must return to the sect first, as for the three disciples of this sect, as well as the four monks of Qinghe County, they will be handed over to you to dispose of." ”

Miao Sanjiang grinned, revealing his sharp teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Please rest assured, senior brother in charge, what should I do?" ”

Xu Tianji stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Miao, you have always been cautious in doing things, but there is one thing you must keep in mind, before entering the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, Senior Brother once said that as long as the monks of the affiliated sects of this sect enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, if they are intended, they can become disciples of the inner sect of this sect, and the junior disciples must follow it, and they must not ruin the reputation of this sect." ”

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