Floating Pass, is the fourth level outside the Ghost Valley, from here, there is no longer any obstruction, ghosts out of this place, you can sweep to the Central Plains unscrupulously. There are all kinds of ghosts gathered outside the gate, which are blocked by natural dangers.

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Half a month ago, in front of the gate of Changqingmen Mountain, four hurried backs. Yi Chen looked back at the floating peaks that were haunted by turbidity, and the bluestone steps that were gradually soaked in stagnant water, and everywhere he passed, they were all barren. The blue color of the Shangqing Palace was also swallowed by darkness, and the horizon where the line of sight was already showing signs of turning ink.

"Reed, can't we find a way to stop this catastrophe? Cultivators should defend the way to eliminate demons and uphold justice, aren't you an immortal?" Senior Brother hesitated a little, and when Yi Chen and Luo Xin heard this, they both stopped.

"Heaven and earth have begun to change, the heavens are dead, and this time we can only look at the creation of mortals. "The reed didn't look back, and walked away on the mountain road alone.

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"Well, half a mile ahead, there's a cave where we can rest for a little night. Reed waved his hand, motioning for them to quicken their pace. The warm glow of the fire reflected on the smooth cave walls made it look extraordinarily warm. Senior Brother and Luo Xin sat on the edge of the fire pit and fell asleep, the eighty-mile journey had already made it unbearable for these two cultivators who had just gone up the mountain path.

While the two of them were dozing off by the fire, Yi Chen pulled the reed to the side and asked, "Why did you take us to Qindi, why didn't you use the magic circle on the dragon vein to pass it over?"

"Have you found that the simplest fire spell can't be used? Wei Shu looked at Yi Chen with blazing eyes.

"Huh?" Yi Chen said he didn't know what to say.

"The five elements of heaven and earth, yin and yang encompass all things, all things are in the five elements, and all things have the attributes of the five elements. The changes of all things also have the attributes of the five elements. And the yin and yang between heaven and earth ......"

Yi Chen interrupted him: "I think "Lao Tzu" said: "All things are negative yin and embrace yang." Further, the yang side of all things in heaven and earth contains the yin side, and the yin side of all things in heaven and earth also contains the yang side. Suddenly, Yi Chen missed the days when the old man forced him to endorse, and those times seemed to pass very quickly.

"Yes, the imbalance of yin and yang has caused the original order between heaven and earth to be chaotic, and we can't use spiritual power within the scope of the turbidity qi, and the speed at which it spreads is very fast, judging from our speed, we can probably rush to Kunlun to use the large-scale spell of the dragon vein. ”

Yi Chen nodded.

"I'll just say it bluntly, the heavenly court will collapse, and the yin and yang between heaven and earth will be out of balance. In ancient times, the imbalance of yin and yang led to chaos in the order of heaven and earth, there were natural disasters and monsters everywhere, the source of southern Xinjiang was the ruling place of the best demons among ghosts, and with the cooperation of ancient monks, nine out of ten demons in heaven and earth were killed, and most of the rest were also sealed. The monks of that era were far more powerful and more powerful than they are now, and all the famous people worked together to establish the Heavenly Court, dividing the turbidity, source and clear qi. This is the origin of the human world, the fairy world, and the demon world. ”

"For example, the pure qi in the court today is mixed with the source qi, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is the most abundant. The progress of the monk's practice will be shortened, but it will be too late. As soon as the ghost thing is out of the customs, the entire Central Plains will be swept away, and the heavenly court no longer exists, and it can only rely on the power of mortals to resist the ghost thing. ”

"Why don't you high-ranking immortals face these things, didn't you say that kind of thing, even failure is the fate of the defenders!" Yi Chen thought of those words that had made his blood boil in the book, and suddenly felt a strange feeling welling up in his mind, and inexplicably began to hate the reed arts, the so-called immortals.

"As I said, the heavenly court collapsed, and the rest of the scattered immortals in the world were less than thirty percent at most, and the power of the immortals was given by the laws of the heavenly realm, and the pure qi of the heavenly court overflowed, and the Dao line had already shrunk, far less than the original one.

Except for this indestructible flesh and blood, they are no different from ordinary monks, not to mention, how many people have the determination to defend the Dao? Everything in this world has changed. ”

Wei Shu looked at Yi Chen dejectedly, frustrated and lonely and helpless, Yi Chen silently turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look at his appearance as a loser.

"We have to go to Qin Land to get the assistance of the White Ape Prince. The Boundary Stone of the Heavenly Realm has the effect of a forbidden magic stone, and within this range, monsters cannot use turbidity, and it also prevents mortals from being enslaved by turbidity.

This is how the ancient monks slay demons, and at that time, at the junction of turbidity and forbidden magic stones, they used the sword halberd in their hands like mortals to defend the Tao fearlessly. ”

"This is a mortal war. I know it's cruel, but I have no choice but to walk the path that the ancient monks poured with their flesh and blood again. ”

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"Tomorrow we will walk another hundred and ten miles, we can get to Chengguan, rest for two days first, from here we will rent a carriage and walk the road, change horses every two hundred miles, day and night, so that the speed will be faster, get to Qindi early, and rest a day earlier." ”

"Huh?" Senior Brother and Luo Xin obviously couldn't accept this "good" news.

"Ahh Reed was expressionless.

Yi Chen stared at the eyes of the reed technique that were as deep as an abyss, and felt that the reed technique was hiding and dodging. In the abyss of the unknown, an unknown beast lurks.

What the Reed Shu Institute didn't tell Yi Chen was that the border pass they were about to cross was the Floating Pass, the last barrier outside the Ghost Valley.

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In the tavern, a miscellaneous soldier wearing a hat came in, took out a few coins from between his belts, and threw them on the counter, "Green Worm Wine." ”

Behind the dusty curtain of the barracks was a sturdy wooden shelf, on which were a mess of swords, crossbows, and other standard weapons, and even swords inserted in the sheaths of precious shark skins.

This country is located in the southern part of Xinjiang, the region is remote, and it has not experienced war for 50 years, and the army has long been useless. It is a real sword soldier into the warehouse, and the horse is put in Nanshan.

They were not afraid of ghosts at all, just because the ghost valley outside the Sword Gate was jointly suppressed and sealed by the monks of all dynasties. Fuyouguan is a city with its own prohibition, which is a gift from the Qingdi and symbolizes honor.

The invasion began without warning, and Jianmen Pass, Chikan Pass, and Qianling Pass were lost one after another, no, they fell. Nothing came out.

A cloud of turbid gas went straight up from the horizon to the clear sky, from far to near, and suddenly fell on the city wall, and the pale ink-colored crystal lines on the wall all peeled off, and the wall began to loosen. In the distance, the black oppression is cannon fodder, a person soaked in turbidity, also known as ghost servants.

They were still alive, but their limbs were deformed from the breath of a body that no longer belonged to them, and they struggled to make their way to the floating pass in various strange positions.

People will always be more or less able to be a hero once in their life, well, for example, the floating guard will be the Marquis of Beiding. This second ancestor, it should be said that the third ancestor, is not very mixed.

He did not experience the most bloody troubled times, and he did not win the battle in the Jin Ge Iron Horse. can only hang the hereditary title of a seemingly majestic Marquis of Beiding, guarding the border of Fuyou, Jianmen, Chikan and Qianling Pass. seems to be a confidant and important minister guarding the four borders, but in fact, it is a big trouble that the emperor wants to get rid of.

In fact, the third ancestor who held the military power did not have such great ambitions, he only rubbed the sword left by the former old Beiding Marquis day after day, looking forward to one day he could win the battle in the Rong Ma and the green onion, and be crowned a wife and son.

At the end of the moat, the terrible chirping of an arrow pierced the silent city. Beidinghou's hand was still on the bowstring, and the blood of his ancestors seemed to begin to burn. He drew his sword and swung it, and in an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired, and the ghost servants in front of the battle roared and wailed in the rain of arrows.

The drawbridge was lowered, the city gates were wide open, and he led the halberd to slaughter everywhere in the death battle, as if he was the gray-haired old Beiding Marquis who shocked the army.

With a wave of the sword, the three armies rushed into the enemy formation together to fight, invincible, and invincible. The posture of a person shuttling and slashing among thousands of enemy troops at will is permanently frozen in the cold and sandy battlefield of Beiling. The former army of tigers and wolves was supported by the prestige of the Marquis of Beiding.

Today's Beidinghou is also immersed in this kind of happy pride, and under the horizon in front of him is the figure of a monster scroll carrying turbidity.

The Marquis of Beiding drank a sip of turbid wine, and the sheepskin bag was handed to the attendants next to him casually, and everyone drank the green worm wine, which was cheap and lowly, but it was given the name of a coin pronoun, which was drunk by the foot sellers, but was used as the strong wine of this group of soldiers.

"I'm afraid the old man won't see the son of the world ascending the throne, and this battle is the last battle I will fight for the son. I'll drink this wine for the son!"

"Drink this wine for the prince!" the surrounding sergeants shouted, and gradually, the entire army began to shout: "Drink this wine for the prince!"

"All the troops, kill the enemy with me!" Beiding Hou drew his sword and shouted, just like Beiding Hou back then;

"Kill!" all the armies shouted in unison, and the entire battlefield was filled with a boiling blood.

Each sergeant killed himself with a tragic look, and behind the banner of the Marquis of Beiding, and the figure of the death of the pestle and sword was a neat corpse. The monsters still walked forward, trampling their corpses, only the banner was independent, and the splendid banner with iron hooks and silver was still hunting in the wind.

He guards a city with his own figure, he is the Marquis of Beiding, the third ancestor of a soldier on paper.

"He's a sad hero, it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, but he doesn't fail after all. ”

Yi Chen and his party entered a quiet empty city, just like the group of monsters, they didn't see any ghost servants, and they didn't kill any people.

Yi Chen looked at the flag, and suddenly his nose was a little sour. The senior brother called him from afar, but was stopped by the reed technique: "Let him be quiet for a while." ”

"Eh, you also turned around, why didn't you pay any attention to me...... Don't you want to cry heartily?"

Teardrops in the void seemed to point out ripples in circles, circles and circles, silently plucking the heartstrings.