Above the Gobi Desert, between the yellow sand oases.

The dust and wind blew up, and in the distance, I saw two people coming, from a small black dot, to two figures.

But in fact, there was only one person walking, a man who looked like a teenager, his hair was scattered, his body seemed to have been slashed by a sword dozens of times, his clothes were ragged, tattered, and the blood stains all over his body were now congealed together, black and hard, and turned into blood scabs.

It was as if he had walked a long way, and the young man's feet were long gone, stained with blood and mud.

It's so tiring.

Rao is his body that dominates the world, and now he also has an indescribable weakness, internal injuries, external injuries, poison, illness, everything, plus day and night pursuit, open guns, hidden arrows, those people in order to get the pure yang iron box, almost unscrupulous, do everything, little by little forced him out of the Central Plains.

But the most fatal wound was the ram feather's sword, which not only broke his hand, but also broke his body, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have fallen into such a bleak situation, it was such a powerful sword.

Sure enough, there is no easy person among the top masters in the world.

The scorching sun in the sky is slanting in the west.

"Water—"

On his shoulder, a little man lying on his stomach leaned weakly into his ear and spoke.

On the young man's dusty face, a pair of clear and dim pupils were inexplicably raised, and he looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, his eyes flickered a few times, and he ran again with his feet, and his hoarse throat spit out two words. "Wait!"

"Hmm!"

The man on his shoulder hugged his neck tightly, buried his head, and answered with some indistinct words.

After running for three or four miles in one breath, he was already gasping for breath, and then crawled towards the front not far away with the person on his back.

I saw a shallow meandering stream, stretching down from the snow-capped mountains in the distance, stretching in front of them.

"Water, quick!"

The young man hurriedly hugged the person behind him, carefully put it on the side of the stream, and when he saw the girl swallowing it, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he also drank it with his head down, like a cow drink, and the "grunt" sound in his throat kept rising, and he drank like a whale swallowing it.

Xu drank too quickly and choked in his throat.

"Ahem, ahem—"

A heart-rending cough came out, and then "wow" was another mouthful of blood, and as soon as the blood was vomited, the young man's body was weak and the whole person simply fell into the stream.

The girl on the side was startled.

"Ah Qing ......"

"Ahem, I'm fine!"

With great difficulty, Su Qing sat up straight, let out a deep breath, and sat quietly for a long time, until he had recovered some physical strength, and then took out the pure yang iron box from his arms, the initiator of all this.

Seeing that he was fine, Ah Xue breathed a sigh of relief, then leaned his head over and looked at it curiously. "Ah Qing, is there any treasure in this iron box?"

Su Qing held the iron box, but felt that this box was heavy, the surface of the box was uneven, full of fine seams, vertical and horizontal twenty-six, if the several sides were disassembled, the box surface could be cut into seven hundred and twenty-nine small squares, each square, there was a hairpin flower deeply engraved, beautiful and neat, there were many scratches on it, I was afraid that the former winner also had to work hard to open it, but unfortunately, the material of this iron box was strange, but it was in vain.

He exerted his strength with both hands, his five fingers were as clear as ice, and he only clucked the entire iron box, and the wounds on the back of his hands were cracked, and it was still difficult to break them, so he avoided the thought of breaking it strongly.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Su Qing was still exploring the pure yang iron box.

Just noticed something, as soon as he looked up, he saw Ah Xue sitting on the side crying silently, only daring to sobble quietly, seeing Su Qing looking over, he was busy wiping his eyes, and he was a little cramped and panicked. 678

He asked, "Why are you crying again?" ”

Ah Xue was disgraced and whispered: "The master is dead, and I will have nowhere to go in the future!" ”

But seeing that Su Qing's mind was all attracted by the iron box, he ignored him and was a little at a loss.

Su Qing looked at the tear-eyed girl in front of her, a smile appeared on her face, and she said softly, "Have you forgotten?" I said that you will be my founding disciple in the future, I have taught a lot of people in my life, but I have never done anything to accept disciples, and you are not allowed to call me Ah Qing, you want to call me master, and if I go there in the future, you will go there! ”

Hearing this, Ah Xue blinked her eyes and wiped her tears.

"Then you are not allowed to leave me!"

Su Qing sighed and chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't!" ”

After speaking, he lowered his head to look at the pure yang iron box again

"Then what's the name of our sect?"

Ah Xue seemed to be interested, and she was full of excitement on the side.

"Name? Let's call it the Blue Dragon Club! ”

Su Qingshun subconsciously answered.

"The Blue Dragon Society?"

But after speaking, he reacted, but he saw that Ah Xue had repeated the name with great interest, as if he wanted to remember it firmly.

It was getting late, and the wind was howling in the Gobi, turning from hot to cool, and then to cold.

Ah Xue shrank her shoulders, looked around with bright eyes, and subconsciously leaned over to Su Qing, and whispered, "Master, where is this?" ”

Su Qing looked at the undulating snow-capped mountains and said, "Kunlun, we have already left the Central Plains, we want to stay here for a while, and when we go back, we will be the first in the world!" ”

waited until the night was getting deeper, but the two of them saw that the pure yang iron box was shining from the inside out, and the light was faint, but it was already mysterious.

Su Qing has been waiting for a long time, waiting for this moment, the brilliance is hidden from time to time, bright and uncertain, but not together, but one piece in the east, one piece in the west, scattered and scattered, under the faint light, if you look closely, it is hidden into handwriting strokes, Su Qing's subordinates do not stop, and they have quickly turned the iron box.

There are countless small pieces of iron on this iron box, and I saw that under Su Qing's rapid rotation, the strokes made of those millimeters of light have been pieced together into small characters in regular script.

Only under Ah Xue's wide-eyed gaze, there were already purple, mansion, and sect ......

Until Su Qing spelled out the word "yuan" again.

The four-character sentence is "Zifu Yuanzong".

In an instant, inside the iron box, the abnormal sound of the sudden mechanism was like the sound of a piano and a sword, and then it suddenly cracked, and the light was great, only in Su Qing's hands, scattered into twenty-six cubic pieces of iron.

There is a luminous ball in the box that falls out and is connected to Su Qing's hand, but I see that the diameter of this ball is about two points, clear as crystal, and then the color is black and white, and the color is two points, the black one is secluded, and the white one is blazing, just like the yin and yang fish on the Taiji diagram, but these two colors are like living things, sometimes see white and black decay, sometimes see black strong and white weak, complementary, endless.

"It's done!"

Ah Xue exclaimed in surprise.

saw Su Qing open his mouth and wrap the ball in his mouth, and then put away the full subway blocks one by one.

"Let's go, let's find a place to spend the night first!"

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