The exclamation on the edge of the cliff rang out, and the people of the Qingcheng faction took two of the three and lifted the rope up, this kind of gold clues are all specially made, there are six strands, five of which are obviously cut by sharp weapons, and only a small half of the strands are frizzy.

Someone exclaimed, "What's going on?" Could it be that someone wants to harm the head of Tang? ”

Wu Weizi was also shocked and said, "Who is it?" Who helped Tang Tie the rope just now? ”

Danyangzi sat on the side and breathed, jumped up sharply, rushed up a few steps, and said, "What are you doing in a daze!" Go down and save people! Hurry up and save people! It's too late! ”

The people of the Qingcheng faction looked at each other, and then Wuweizi gritted his teeth: "Take the rope long!" Go down and save people! ”

Several Qingcheng disciples hurriedly connected the rope, but when it was time to jump, they hesitated again, and no one dared to go down.

Danyangzi grabbed one, tied it around his waist, and jumped down. His apprentice Yuan Jiu also jumped down, they had all been under it once before, although they were not injured, the dantian was also agitated, after going down, his expression was a little painful, especially this kind of refining liquid is not like water, even if he dives in, he can't see anything, he can only scratch on it, which is even more difficult. I went back and forth several times and found nothing.

When Danyangzi Lao Dao came up again, the whole person was exhausted, and Chu Tianqing also took his disciples and gritted his teeth to go down, but still found nothing.

Someone sighed: "I'm just afraid...... There is less bad luck. ”

The rope is long and short, but who knows how deep this refining liquid is? They sank in, could not float, and in a moment they suffocated to death.

Everyone quieted down, the atmosphere was a little depressed for a while, and some people seemed to be at a loss, muttering: "Who cut the rope?" So many of us are watching, and the head of Tang is said to be extremely cultivated, so close, why can't he notice it? ”

Everyone looked sideways together, it was a Taoist priest wearing a colorful Baina Taoist robe, with a full beard and a pair of eyes with a bit of glamour, he looked down: "I don't know, what will be down here?" ”

No one answered him, but there was a little muttering in his heart, and someone said: "After Master Tang entered, he didn't look in any pain, cough...... The cultivation should be very high. ”

Another said: "Why did she slide down so quickly when the rope broke?" The kid and the female friend were not tied with a rope, and they also struggled for a while. ”

The corner of the You Fang Taoist priest's lips hooked, and suddenly said, "By the way, who is the person next to Master Tang?" Who knows? ”

Everyone looked at each other, and finally a disciple of Zhengyangmen said: "His name is Shao Zhan, and it is said that he is not from the Xuanmen, but just a friend of the head of Tang." ”

You Fang Taoist said: "Not from the Xuanmen? is not a person in the Xuanmen, but he can be in the refining liquid...... In one's element? No pain? Even if you are a saint, you will not be without half selfish thoughts! ”

"Enough!" Danyangzi said angrily: "The life and death of Master Tang and Shao Gongzi are uncertain, but you are speculating here!" What the hell is the intention! ”

"Brother Dao is angry," Daoist You Fang sighed: "Actually, I also believe that the head of Tang is a person." I just think this Shao Zhan is a little weird. I hope I'm too careful! He stepped back.

The scene was surprisingly quiet for a while, and it took a long time before someone said: "Brother Wuwei, you still have to ...... Do you want to continue? ”

Wu Weizi smiled bitterly, glanced at the pool of blood, and gritted his teeth: "The dead are gone!" Let's keep testing! ”

Danyangzi sighed, asked the people of Qingcheng for a rope, and went down a few more times with Chu Tianqing from Tianyimen, but still found nothing.

It wasn't until dusk that all the Xuanmen Middle School was finally completed, and everyone discussed it and prepared to go down the mountain overnight.

The Taoist priest also got out of the refining pool, sat and breathed for a while, and when he saw that everyone was packing up their things and leaving, he suddenly said: "Fellow Daoists, poor Daoist suggestion, it is better to bury the Taoist friends who died unexpectedly here, and set up a monument here to warn future generations." ”

Everyone looked back at him together, and Wu Weizi said, "Dare to ask Daoyou, what do you call you?" ”

He smiled: "Poor Dao Lan Du." ”

His name is Lan Sigui, and his name is lightly, but someone has heard of these two names, and it is easy to expose his identity, so he simply changed it to Lan Du.

Wu Weizi said: "It turned out to be Lan Dudaoyou." He muttered, "This suggestion...... Poor Dao thinks it's not bad. Qingcheng is willing to do the same, warn future generations, and also wake up itself! ”

After all, at such a time, dying in the pool of blood is a great shame for the sect, and it is just that they have to collect their corpses. Therefore, it is a good choice for them to be buried here, so except for those fathers, sons, masters and apprentices who are really close, they all agreed to bury their bodies here.

Everyone worked hard to bury the dead people, and there was no coffin, Lan Sigui kept wandering around, stretching out his hand from time to time to help, and no one noticed him.

There was already a big stone on the edge of the cliff, Lan Sigui looked left and right, picked a piece, jumped up, and said: "I see that this piece is very good, just use it to make a monument!" ”

As he spoke, he stood with his palms and slapped it down, and the stone the size of a room opened in his hand, and fell half of it with a bang, revealing a flat stone face.

Everyone was moved, it was really a person who couldn't be seen, but he didn't expect a sloppy wandering Taoist priest to be so high.

He immediately jumped off the ground and raised his hand: "Please give the word to the head of Wuwei." ”

Wu Weizi shook his hand and said: "Poor Dao is not good at calligraphy, let's invite Lan Dudao friends to come!" ”

Lan Sigui was not verbose, and said with a smile: "In this case, Lan Duxian is ugly!" ”

He jumped on the stone, pulled out the long sword from behind his back, and wrote three big words: "Trial Heart Pool" and note: "In the autumn of the tenth year of Xianning, the world's Xuanmen tried to be here" Yunyun. Moreover, the most special thing is that he even signed his name at the back, so many people in the Xuanmen, he actually remembered them all.

The handwriting is very elegant and beautiful, and his colorful Baina Taoist robe is like a flowing firefly, always flying around on the stone surface, without borrowing strength, and without pause at all.

Everyone applauded again and again, he took out a few gold leaves from his arms, made a small spell, turned into gold dust, and raised his hand lightly, and plated it on those words.

The body is light and fast, the Xuangong is exquisite, and the final signature is extremely flattering, this is not gilding, it is putting gold on the face of the Xuanmen, and seeing his name appear on it, so that the embarrassed Xuanmen people suddenly felt like they had completed a feat, and felt that they were much greater. also made everyone instantly remember this rising star, Lan Du.

Lan Sigui jumped down to the ground and said, "It's ugly." ”

Wu Weizi patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "What a hero is a boy!" He looked at the sky, "It's getting late, let's go down!" ”

The group staggered down the mountain and found a clearing in a nearby valley to rest. After a trip to the blood pool, everyone was greatly injured, but there were also many people who had gained some understanding in the refining pool and urgently needed pranayama, so that it became a difficult task to be on duty at night.

Everyone trembled, for fear that the devil would come again, and then wouldn't they be slaughtered by others?

But I didn't expect it to be safe for three nights in a row. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and discussed that they would set off for Qingcheng Mountain the next day to discuss how to deal with the fallen demons and immortals.

Early the next morning, before dawn, everyone was still asleep, they heard a scream, everyone woke up, and saw a Taoist priest running over in a panic, and said from afar: "Oh no! Do not act as the master! The people of Kunlun Ruins...... All dead! All dead! ”