Early in the morning, foggy.

The first cultivation house of the Inner Sect.

The sky has just dawned, but for slightly more advanced cultivators, there is no difference between night and day. Their abundant energy and physical strength allowed them to repair tirelessly for several days on end. Only some health preservation schools, like the secret method of longevity in Yuanshou Mountain, still pay attention to normal work and rest.

In the past, at this time, there were many disciples in all the major sects who meditated. But these two days were completely different. The disciples of the middle gate tend to have a low level of cultivation, and they do not often stay awake all night, and they usually sleep. And in the past few days, the five generations of masters have all gathered on the Twelve Spirit Mountains, and no one cares, who wants to meditate early in the morning. In fact, even for Xia Fanxing, who has changed the foundation building period, when his spirit is not particularly good, lying in bed with his eyes closed is definitely several times more comfortable than going to meditation early in the morning.

At this time, there were only two people in the First Cultivation Mansion.

Since the second day of Su Qiao's arrival in Tu Feng Sect, he had hardly left this vicinity. After the schoolwork of the five generations of teachers was completed every day, she lived in the cultivation mansion, meditating at night and practicing swords in the morning. But the spirit has always been so full, there is no sign of tiredness.

Another small girl, sitting on the meditation platform with a sword in her hand, was surrounded by a blue aura. Li Yunhan came to Su Qiao early in the morning to discuss the sword, and at this time, under her guidance, he was trying to activate the sword vein with the "Seven Spirits Second Style".

Since she has been practicing swords since she was a child, the Zhongrong Mai Sword Vein has already met all the conditions, and it has long been a real Sword Vein.

"It's not an easy process. I can only teach you some of the techniques of pulse control that I have learned. The main reason is actually that your Qi refining cultivation is not high enough, and your breathing strength is not enough. Su Qiao glanced at the meditation platform, her cute little round face was tense, and she comforted her.

Li Yunhan smiled bitterly and whispered, "Try again... Try again......"

The Seven Shadows Sword Technique is a high-level sword technique that needs to be cultivated to a high level. The problem that Li Yunhan encountered when cultivating the second sword style was that it was difficult to control his sword veins to reach the realm mentioned in the sword spectrum. The Seven Shadows Sword Technique is known for its unpredictability, and there are more than 20 sword styles in the sword book treasured in the Tu Feng Sect, and from the second style, it has implemented a concept of unpredictable breath. Generally speaking, the important requirement of this sword technique for the sword vein is that the strength of the sword qi it bred can change regularly, and the main part of each sword style is formed through special techniques. Because of this fickle style, each move of the Seven Shadows Swordsmanship is very creative, and it can very well reflect the monk's swordsmanship attainments.

Regardless of Li Yunhan's level of the sixth layer of condensation qi, how much control he had over the Zhongrong Pulse. Even if she was already proficient in controlling the meridians in her body, if she wanted to make the sword qi in the sword veins retract and release freely, and form a unique sword qi conversion in each move on the sword spectrum, the requirements for the monk to breathe in a whole were very high.

Taking the foundation building period as an example, the birth of Lingding can greatly improve the level of the monks. The control of the sword vein will also be improved a lot. And Li Yunhan's cultivation is only six layers of condensation, and it is not easy to be able to practice the first form. Su Qiao could only teach her some techniques for controlling the sword vein, but it was almost useless in the face of the lack of cultivation. She looked at Li Yunhan's very sad expression on her face, and she was also moved by her persistence.

In fact, it made sense that the Xinyang Daoist would not let his beloved disciple continue to cultivate. At the age of seventeen, she really needs to strengthen her cultivation. But... Su Qiao, in her every move of raising her sword and meditating, saw her former appearance from this small and lovely girl. Fifteen years of experience in the Arctic Imperial Palace, she used a spirit sword as a friend and spent the most difficult days of her life. The two of them are both complete sword idiots, and Su Qiao can't bear to disappoint her.

"Alas... It's so hard. Sword Master, you're right, the disciple's cultivation is really not enough. After a moment of trying on the sword vein, Li Yunhan sighed and said with a sad expression.

"Don't be in a hurry. Cultivation is the foundation of all Taoism. But, Yunhan, do you know that interest is a person's best teacher. You are destined to have a fate with sword cultivation, and you began to cultivate advanced sword records such as the Seven Souls Sword Technique at a young age. It's already hard. It's not that your cultivation can't be improved, but that you have put too little thought into it. Su Qiao said softly, stretching out her hand, "Come, give me the sword." ”

"You can continue to try your hand at sword cultivation while spending more time meditating and breathing every day. I'm sure your master will be willing to help you prepare some elixirs for the sake of your cultivation. At your age, before the age of thirty, it is the easiest time to improve your cultivation, but it is also the time when the Dao heart is the most unstable. Believe in yourself and there is nothing difficult about improving your cultivation. Don't let the conflict between kendo and cultivation become demons. Su Qiao told me eloquently, and Li Yunhan was ignorant.

"It would be nice if I could make such great progress in two months like Senior Sister Hou. After a pause, she nodded, then sighed.

"Other people's talents in the path of cultivation have become extraordinary in you. Everyone has their own chances. Your chances will come sooner or later. ”

Li Yunhan glanced blankly at the spiritual sword in Su Qiao's hand. She yawned and sat up straight. He said in a daze, "Sword Master Su... What should I do when I want to sleep when I meditate......"

Su Qiao smiled and patted her shoulder, "If you cultivate higher, you won't be so easily tired." Go for it!"

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In the early morning of this day, the fog was cloudy, and it spread from the towering sky halfway up the Twelve Spirit Mountains to the small courtyard of Xia Fanxing and Zhou Zhu.

Xia Fanxing was half-leaning on the bed in the bedroom, holding the Yuqing Sword in his hand, thinking about the swordsmanship knowledge he had learned a few days ago. At the same time, it is also calculating which of these two days it may be when the Great Array closes.

Zhou Zhu was holding a book in his hand and was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Strange to say, if the two brothers had the leisure to stay in the hut three months ago, they would have done the opposite. Zhou Zhu usually spends a lot of time studying things like cultivation, but what he is holding in his hand is the Zhiwei novels that Xia Fanxing used to like to read. And now Xia Fanxing seems to have lost his interest in reading as before, and he will spend a little time on more and more schoolwork recently.

Xia Fanxing gently put down the sword in his hand and glanced at Zhou Zhu, this book was still lent to Zhou Zhu by him. Since Zhou Zhu, who was in the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, was broken by Shoujun's disciple last time and regrew with Shoumen bone grafting insects, his whole personality seemed to have changed because of this. In the past, he was honest and steady, and his temper has become more honest, but he is not as serious as in the past.

"Senior brother......" "Huh?" Xia Fanxing looked at the sword in his hand, and the sound of closing the book came from the side, and Zhou Zhu's lazy voice called him.

"On this day... So boring. Both of our masters are on the Spirit Mountain. Didn't you say that the ceremony should have been held a long time ago......?

"It's coming. If it weren't for that, why would they all gather on the Spirit Mountain?" Xia Fanxing didn't look up and said perfunctorily.

"Isn't that right, Senior Brother, didn't they go to Fan Yang to set up a formation? What does it have to do with us? Let's just say that those people outside wanted to come to our sect some time ago, and now the ceremony is going to be held in Fan Yang, why don't you go to An Lushan and them?" Zhou Zhu said suspiciously.

Xia Fanxing suddenly reacted. By the way, there are many disciples who don't know that the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony requires the Tu Feng Sect Protector Sect Formation and the Fan Yang Heaven Sacrifice Array to jointly generate induction before it can be practiced. However, Zhou Zhu is indeed right about one thing, wouldn't those people go directly to An Lushan?

recalled what Xuan Neng said to him, as well as the "guests" who came to Lingshan these days. He did not doubt that someone would stir up trouble on the day the Great Array closed. But... Is Fan Yang necessarily safe?

Xuan Neng also told him that An Lushan would send troops to guard the sect's manpower... Xia Fanxing suddenly realized that An Lushan, Xuanneng and other old slippery heads all understood a truth that they had just understood - before the mediocre Majesty officially regarded An Lushan as a traitor, everyone in the sect world would not go to Fan Yang's Heaven Sacrifice Array to find fault.

The enemy of the sect is the sect, and he will act against An Lushan in advance, and he will not hesitate to act for the most stupid and meaningless act. For the disciples of the sect, only after the imperial court started a war with An Lushan, did it be necessary to be an enemy of Fan Yang. Of course, there are still many people, including sect disciples and court officials, who collude with them privately and curry favor with both sides. However, for the sect world, before that, everything about An Lushan was an excuse, an excuse to take the opportunity to suppress the Tu Feng Sect fiercely!

In troubled times, people's hearts are extremely sinister. No one is not a villain who is two-faced and stabbed while the fire is burning. Xia Fanxing frowned tightly. Human nature is sinister, and it has really broken through the bottom line of his thinking again and again.

"Senior brother, I have something to tell you. This is also what the senior brother learned by chance. These two days... The reason why the entire sect is so nervous......" Xia Fanxing let out a long sigh and looked at the junior brother who was full of doubts, intending to tell him about the imminent closure of the Great Array.

“... It is precisely because their Heaven Sacrifice Array can only have the effect of Heaven Sacrifice if it is done together with our Sect Protector Array. This is a unique method of worshipping the heavens in the heart and Shi Bo Heavenly Machine. It requires the large arrays on both sides to exert force at the same time. Therefore, before the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is carried out, the Great Array will definitely be closed. It is precisely because the Great Array needs to be closed... Therefore, the sect let all our six generations of disciples stay in the inner sect. If other sects send people ...... then"

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Guanmei Peak at the foot of the mountain, in the cave.

Shortly after the lantern on the dome suddenly went out every day, the soft and beautiful light beams sprinkled down the bottom of the cave, and the quiet and peaceful scene remained the same for nearly a thousand years.

In the early morning, two men stood in the cave. One was dressed in a black robe, the other was dressed in a bold manner, his shoulders exposed. The muscles are very strong.

Coming to the cave early in the morning under the fog, the brothers Wang Yunming and Wang Yunhai did not come to have fun. Instead, Wang Yunhai has a matter on his mind.

Xinzhao Daoist and Wang Yunming went to Beihai a few days ago to temporarily bring Wang Yunhai, who had betrayed the sect for many years, back to the sect. This news was only told to some elders trusted by the sect master, and then Wang Yunhai's true face was covered up with superb disguise methods. The five generations of disciples who had gathered around Lingshan in recent days completely regarded him as a mysterious master of cultivating the Purple Micro Star Technique in the Arctic Emperor Palace.

"The sect master said that he is buried here?" The two brothers didn't know how long they had been standing here, Wang Yunhai, who had lost much handsomeness after changing his appearance, frowned, stared at the pool of water in front of him, and asked.

"That's what Master said. Although, the Xuan Neng Immortal Master did not admit that your matter was related to him, brother. However, after all, it was a mess in the secret realm of Yongmei, which led to the death of innocent people. When Su Daoyou came to the sect, he buried him in the Tianxue Qing Pond. ”

Wang Yunhai sighed deeply, "Brother, my brother knows that you believe me. But how I want to hear you tell me out loud that I can't have been so stupid as to do that!" He pointed indignantly to the holy and immaculate vault above his head.

Wang Yunming's ugly face showed a hint of unbearability, but he said very calmly, "Brother, you know, since I am a disciple of the Tu Feng Sect, it is impossible for me to say such things. I believe that you didn't destroy the Seven Killing Star Palace because of some winter peach root, but I also don't think that this is the Immortal Master's intention, he has made you miserable, what can you get? Finally, although this place is seventy-nine miles away from the peak, the Immortal Master and his old man are probably listening to us. I think he should have known about your coming, too. Brother, pay attention to the words. Don't let him get you in trouble. ”

Wang Yunming said it, and Wang Yunhai kept his head down. After he finished speaking, he raised his head, patted Wang Yunming's shoulder, and pretended to be relaxed, "I'm just talking." Don't live up to my expectations, and make a good career in the Tu Feng Sect!"

With that, he walked slowly to the clear pond, and suddenly fell to his knees, ignoring the wet flowers and plants on the ground. Wang Yunhai closed his eyes, silently reciting the words he had already thought of in his heart.

He has changed, he is no longer the same eighteen years ago, killing innocent people in order to vent his anger.

Back then, with the permission of Xuan Neng and Xinheng, Su Qiao buried her favorite man in this clear pool, which has a spirit for thousands of years, and could not carry a corpse full of grievances, and the bottom of the pool sank hundreds of meters, and the corpse was separated from the coffin. I don't know when, the bottom of the pool was sealed by Xuan Neng again, leaving only a coffin board at the shallow bottom. When Sect Master Xinzhao told them this, Wang Yunhai felt deeply tired.

Eighteen years ago, he experienced the greatest pain in his life. The feeling of falling from the clouds still makes him feel palpitations now. Then it is to be the enemy of the entire sect, betray the sect, and hide into the people. Alone and cultivating the Purple Micro Star Technique, which is very difficult to get started. Hatred, frustration, incomprehension, anger, tiredness, all kinds of negative emotions dragged him into the abyss, which dragged on for two years, until he made up his mind to leave Yungui.

At that time, Wang Yunhai, in that deep mountain, humiliated Su Qiao with his personal grudge and brutally killed her lover. He knew that there was no reason for him to do this, just because these two people had a close relationship with Xin Heng, and Xin Heng was the elder of the Tu Feng Sect, and everything about the Tu Feng Sect was his enemy, except for the only sect master who understood him.

During his years in the North Sea, he changed. In these eighteen years, he has experienced more things, more blood on his hands, and he has become truly mature. In the end, he had already established himself in Beihai, and he had a group of scattered brothers in the county, and he even became friends with the demons of Beihai in Bohai. All the sects and sects around, no one knows the name of his king Yunhai. But no one knew about his past. Everything was exchanged for the nickname of "Little Viviolet", and there was a real wash of lead and finally matured.

I was very wrong about this back then. But I didn't regret it at all, and I didn't feel a trace of guilt. But now he's not so cowardly. Especially when he heard that the beautiful girl who was forced to sleep in the mountains and cried so much that her eyes were red. Now he actually has the cultivation of the Dan period, and he is also in the Tu Feng Sect. Wang Yunhai wants to give an explanation for the wrong things back then. Then this is the only way.

He knelt on the ground for a long time, silently reciting the words of repentance in his heart. After a long time, he slowly bowed to the ground, rest in peace.

He got up slowly, and his face seemed to be much haggard all at once. Wang Yunming looked at him with some reluctance, his brother was not a pitiful person. He comforted, "If he could hear, he would forgive you." ”

Wang Yunhai smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How is it possible? He will be an eternal ghost in my Dao heart, and he will linger for the rest of his life." I really don't have the qualifications to seek forgiveness from him and Su Qiao. But ......"

He paused, his eyes became extremely cold, and his voice was lowered to a minimum, "Everyone had better understand." The past is in the past. The road ahead, everyone walks their own. No matter who wants to stop me in the future, I will never have any guilt at all, only life and death under the sword!"

Wang Yunming's heart trembled. At this time, a very obvious tremor suddenly came from the feet of the two of them. But the ever-bright lights around the sides are still bright. Wang Yunming felt a feeling of dizziness coming, and Wang Yunhai hurriedly grabbed him. The dizziness became stronger and stronger, and even Wang Yunhai felt it, and he carried his younger brother behind his back. But the two of them could clearly feel that the tremor of the earth soon disappeared, and the feeling of dizziness was getting stronger and stronger, seemingly... It's from themselves!

Wang Yunming didn't know why, his head was dizzy, and his face was uncomfortable. Wang Yunhai seemed to suddenly realize, and said solemnly, "This is... The Great Sect Protector Array is about to close! It seems that the time decided by the sect is today. Those people must have been eyeing the mountain gates......"

Wang Yunming shook his head with difficulty, wondering in his heart why his brother didn't seem to feel this terrible dizziness at all. After Wang Yunhai muttered a few words in shock, he gently put the groggy Wang Yunming in the corner of the heavenly cave, "You rest first." My brother must go and help the sect master!"

"I want to help Master too!" Wang Yunming just lay down on the ground and shouted with a headache.

Wang Yunhai just ran a few steps, as if he thought of something, and shouted, "Take a break, it should feel better." If you can fight, you can go to Beishan Gate!"

......

"Senior brother, do you feel it?" When the big array closed, a momentary feeling of dizziness spread to all the disciples of the entire sect. But it was really only for a moment, and it was completely different from Wang Yunming. Zhou Zhu and Xia Fanxing in the bedroom obviously felt it. Before Xia Fanxing finished what he said just now, he was interrupted by Zhou Zhu.

He immediately frowned, pondered for a moment, and half-guessed, "I think... This is most likely the reaction of the Great Sect Protector Array when it was closed! The Great Sect Protector Array protects all of us, and anyone who kills a disciple of our sect with Dao techniques within the sect will be punished by the Five Decays. So the Great Array is related to each of our bodies. That's for sure!"

Zhou Zhu blinked nervously, "So... Someone's going to attack you?"

"Senior brother, you stay here, don't go out of the inner sect. After a while, you can go to the Inner Sect Mountain Gate and help guard it. You can't let any of the six generations of disciples go out!" Xia Fanxing inserted the Yuqing sword into the scabbard, stood up from the bed suddenly, and pressed Zhou Zhu's shoulder and commanded.

"But... Senior brother, are you going out?"

"My cultivation is no different from that of Senior Brother Liang, who is ranked sixth. You don't have to worry about me. You have to do what I say. Xia Fanxing said hurriedly. He didn't give Zhou Zhu an explanation why he had to go to the Twelve Spirit Mountains to participate in the sect war that was about to break out. Because he himself didn't know why he was so adamant about going. And this idea came about immediately after talking to Xuanneng.

He didn't delve into it, leaving his junior brother with an unbelievable face, and walked out of the courtyard with his sword raised.

When he went around to the Inner Sect Mountain Gate at a very fast speed, there were only a few sixth-generation disciples in the aisle he passed by. As Xia Fanxing expected, each of them had surprise on their faces, exchanging with each other the strange dizziness just now.

Outside the gate of the West Mountain of the Inner Sect, there is the familiar Guanmei Peak and Zhixuan Peak. However, after the big array was closed, there were no people on the Spirit Mountain on this side. It should be that the disciples of the five generations have gathered at the various mountain gates on the other side of the Twelve Spirit Mountains, waiting for the uninvited guests who came from afar. And what they bring, "judgment."

Xia Fanxing immediately felt a sense of nervousness. I didn't expect this day to come so soon. However, the real problem immediately gave him a headache. At the gate of Neizong Mountain in front of him, two fifth-generation disciples of the foundation building period held spears in their hands and strictly guarded the mountain gate. Beside the two tall disciples, there were three or four guards dressed in iron armor, but there was no trace of aura on their bodies, Xia Fanxing thought that these should be the so-called An Lushan's help. These guys were in the way, and there was still a long way to go to the mountain gate, and Xia Fanxing had clearly felt the scrutiny of their gaze.

At this moment, a sense of coercion suddenly descended from his head and quickly disappeared. Xia Fanxing raised his head at the same time as the guards in front of him. With a puzzled expression, he saw a white light and shadow, rising into the air at a rapid speed. The figure was no longer visible, only a spirit sword with a faint purple aura under his feet could barely be seen. Seeing this figure, he flew over the mountain gate and went in the direction of Guanmei Peak. The mortal guards immediately panicked. The five generations of disciples led by him coughed, interrupting their conversation

- "Don't stop her. I can see clearly, this is the second Hou Ying of the sixth generation, the half-step Dan period. Even if the two of us were combined, we wouldn't be able to stop her. ”

"Two uncles......"

"Ding-" The two spears immediately intersected, and the broadswords in the hands of the other guards also collided together, stopping Xia Fanxing's eager footsteps.

"Fanxing, go back quickly! Things outside are no joke!"

Damn, this difference in attitude is really big enough. Xia Fanxing smiled wryly, thinking in his heart. My mind was also spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get out of the mix. Unconsciously, his hands had already stroked the hilt of the Yuqing sword on his waist several times......