Chapter 357: Qingyun Change (2)

Who is it!?

A kind of horror that rises from the bones makes the old spicy poison god can't help but change color. In this world, is there anyone who can completely avoid his perception and enter and leave freely in his own residence?

Who is it, who the hell is it!?

Shocked emotions turn into anger, and then even more quickly turn into panic... Regardless of the identity of this person, this time, since he was able to leave this note unconsciously, does that mean that if he wants to, he can take their lives so casually next time?

Once this kind of thought appears, it can't be calmed down, and the poison god who has dominated the world for more than a hundred years even has to subconsciously urge a body of Yuan Gong to stabilize his mind in front of him.

Looking at it again, the note that was at most a few inches wide was just a simple sentence from top to bottom, but at this moment, it was like the deadliest sword, instantly inserted into the heart of the poison god.

- Those who trespass on Qingyun will be killed.

Qin Wuyan's master and apprentice glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep shock in each other's eyes.

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At this moment, the whole world seems to be swept away by an invisible storm, and the conflict between the righteous and the demons is only in an instant, and the fate of countless living beings seems to be decided on Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City. But it is precisely in such a tense situation that thousands of miles away from Qingyunmen, the hub of the world, the glory of the Incense Valley, which belongs to the Incense Valley, has been crumbling.

The lone lamp, flickering with flickering candles, and the night breeze penetrated through the open window, and when it blew to the old man's side, although it was only a few strands of gray hair, it seemed as if it were going to blow him all away... Who could have imagined. Yun Yilan, who had become the valley lord of Incense Valley, would end up like this.

Yes, the old man in front of him is withered, like a candle in the wind, as if he will die at any time. It was Yun Yilan herself.

In the battle that day, Yun Yilan, who was controlled by the Dire, had long since lost the ability to control his own behavior, all he could do was to watch a qiē happen, but he was powerless to stop it - the most painful thing for him was not that his own cultivation and even his life were harmed by this terrible devil, but that this body controlled by people could only push the Incense Valley into the abyss of no return step by step according to the strategy arranged by Dire earlier.

The thousand-year-old foundation is now destroyed in his own hands, and Yun Yilan is considered to be dead. It's hard to have the face to see your ancestors and ancestors...

"Ahem..."

As soon as he thought of this, the old man under the lone lamp suddenly coughed again, and a few traces of red blood slipped from the corners of his mouth, which seemed so dazzling compared to the bleak background.

"Master!"

On the side of the bed, as in the past, kneeling in front of Yun Yilan was his most proud disciple... If it weren't for such an accident, decades later, the foundation of the Incense Valley would sooner or later be handed over to this child named Li Xun. But nowadays. I don't have time anymore. Even the entire Incense Valley is running out of time.

Yun Yilan raised her eyelids with great effort, and stared at Li Xun who was kneeling in front of her with a slightly moist gaze. It seems to be thinking about what to do next, or what decisions are being made that will affect the fate of the Incense Valley for thousands of years.

"Xun'er, the limit for the teacher is approaching... You don't have to be sad, people are inherently dead, but the inheritance of the Incense Valley must not be broken, and you... Ahem. It is also necessary to take on the important task of revitalizing the Incense Valley. ”

"Master, you!"

He stood up and held Yun Yilan's body with one hand, but he was shocked to find that the old man who had originally cultivated the incense burning jade book had reached the realm of transformation, but there was not the slightest temperature on his body at this moment. On the contrary, it is endlessly cold. In the past, this was absolutely unthinkable, the cultivation of the Yuyang realm is in the body, even in the extreme northern cold land, the master should be like a warm jade, it should never be like this. Moreover, for Li Xun, who also cultivates the incense jade book, he also knows very well that at this moment, the master is afraid that he has really run out of oil.

Even if there are more eyes above the top and arrogant temperament on weekdays, how can Li Xun be hard-hearted for the master who raised him single-handedly? He hated himself for being incompetent, hated the demon who occupied the body of the master, and even hated the demon fox who hit the master with one hand!

But at this moment, the old man, who was about to come to the end of his life, just shook his head... He also touched on the complicated feelings in Li Xun's eyes, but he couldn't say any warm words.

"Xun'er, time is running out for the teacher, but there is one more thing I have to explain to you..."

"Master, you don't have to worry, Uncle Shangguan and they have already gone to find Uncle Lu Shun, I believe they will be back soon!"

Yun Yilan sighed... Now, what he was worried about was no longer the disciples who had been sent to Qingyun Sect to discuss countermeasures with Dao Xuan, but disappeared halfway, and this was no longer the point as far as the Burning Incense Valley was concerned, which was already scattered.

He tried hard to reach out his withered right hand from his arms, and for a moment, Yun Yilan's originally obscure and decadent eyes actually glowed with amazing brilliance again!

Suddenly, a faint and flickering fire like himself appeared from the palm of his hand, and the flame that constantly stirred the darkness was like the most beautiful flower blooming in the night, and it seemed to be the crystallization of the long-cherished wish of the Incense Valley for thousands of years... Yes, no one would doubt the power of this thing, because just looking at it, Li Xun actually had a trace of unbelievable fear, if it weren't for his trust in the master, I'm afraid he would immediately have to sacrifice his magic weapon to feel at ease.

He asked as a matter of course, his eyes staring at the pale flames that kept beating.

"Master, this is..."

As a disciple of Incense Valley who specializes in the flame technique, Li Xun instinctively felt the extraordinaryness of this flame, and even vaguely, he already had some guesses about the identity of this flame.

Yun Yilan did not answer Li Xun's question directly, his eyes were chaotic and dim, and he seemed to be looking into the distance of history.

"Where the flames of the world belong, there are still differences in their power..."

His voice was low, like a whisper in his ear.

"Mortal monks, with their own spiritual power, so that all kinds of magic, between the trees and trees. regarded as a mortal fire, at most, it is only a few decades, and it is insignificant; On top of this, the vision of heaven and earth is born, lightning and thunder roar, and then collection and cultivation. Regarded as karmic fire, it burns the enemy in an instant, and with one enemy, the gods and ghosts are easy to destroy..."

Yun Yilan paused slightly, coughed twice suddenly, and when she sat up again, her tone was even weaker.

"There is another flame in the world... It is born of heaven and earth and cause and effect, and is not destroyed by the magic of feng shui. The universe burns everywhere, but this fire is rare to see for eternity, and it is regarded as... Skyfire! ”

As he spoke, he gently moved the flame in his hand in the direction of Li Xun a little.

"This is the only achievement of the teacher's life."

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The next day, early in the morning.

When the moist air in the mountains was still wafting on the Big Bamboo Peak, everyone in the Big Bamboo Peak had already gotten up.

Tian Buyi stopped and walked slowly to the open space in front of the Shoujing Hall with Su Ru. I saw that everyone was already waiting here, and Zhang Xiaofan stood in the last position among the people.

Tian Buyi said lightly: "Da Ren." You come with me, and the others don't have to go. ”

Song Daren nodded in response, and the faces of the others showed disappointment, but Tian Ling'er stood up and said to Tian Buyi: "Dad, I'm going too." ”

Tian Buyi frowned and said, "What are you going to do." Chaos! ”

Tian Ling'er clenched her teeth, glanced at Su Ru with a pleading gaze, and shouted, "Mother." ”

Su Ru sighed and said to Tian Buyi: "Forget it, just let her go!" ”

Tian Buyi frowned. Finally, he nodded reluctantly. As he spoke, he flicked his robe, picked up the fairy sword, and flew away first, Su Ru immediately followed, and then Song Daren followed-in the end, Xiao Fan still had no news.

The color in the sky is getting bluer and bluer, as if it is the beginning of the original Seven Veins Martial Arts, but it is not as excited as it was at the beginning.

Tongtian Peak, towering into the clouds, standing majestically, still so ethereal, still so untainted with half of the world's vulgarity, as if also open its arms to welcome their arrival.

Tian Buyi and his wife took the lead, and landed on the sea of clouds with Tian Ling'er, and on the Yuqing Hall on the top of the mountain in the distance, there was a distant sound of bells.

It's just that the sea of clouds, which was calm in the past, seems to have changed color today, and countless whispers are floating around above the sea of clouds, like those drifting clouds.

Song Daren and Tian Ling'er both tightened their faces, pretending to ignore the gazes of the people around them. A moment later, a man stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the two of them. It was Chang Jian, a disciple of the Nagato who he had seen when he was at Tongtian Peak last time, and he was also the one who had fought with Song Daren in the Seven Veins Martial Arts.

Song Daren also knew this person, and when he saw him coming over, he arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Chang, don't come to harm?" ”

Chang Jian hurriedly returned the salute, and then said: "Senior Brother Song, just now Uncle Tian Buyi Tian has already arrived here first, and specially instructed the junior brother, once a few people are here, let me lead them directly to the Yuqing Palace." ”

Song Daren nodded and said, "Then it's troublesome Senior Brother Chang." ”

Chang Jian smiled faintly and said sideways: "Those guys, please come with me!" ”

Saying that, he walked first, Song Daren and Tian Ling'er followed him, passed through the sea of clouds, passed through the eyes of countless Qingyun disciples, came to the edge of the Hongqiao, and walked up.

At this time, the first ray of sunlight in the morning finally shot into the world, softly sprinkled on the Tongtian Peak, the clear water waves on both sides of the Hongqiao, and in the rippling ripples, a beautiful rainbow emerged.

They walked like this, walked through the Hongqiao, came to the side of the blue water pool, and also saw the wide steps leading directly to the Yuqing Palace, but they didn't see the spirit beast water unicorn in Qingyunmen Zhenshan, I think most of them are still in the blue water pool!

"Bell! …”

In the Yuqing Hall on the top of the mountain, there was a crisp sound of bells and tripods.

Chang Jian smiled at them and said, "It's almost there, let's go!" ”

This place is far quieter than the sea of clouds, and along the way, there are almost no Qingyun disciples. A few young trails that were cleaned up, when they saw Chang Jian, they all raised their palms in greeting.

One step, one step.

On the Yuqing Hall of Tongtian Peak, there was a distant bell ringing, floating between the peaks...

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, in a remote place, there are four people standing side by side, three men and one woman, quietly looking at Qingyun Mountain.

After a while, the eldest poison god suddenly smiled and said, "I can't imagine that I will be alive." Will come back here. ”

The ghost king standing beside him smiled faintly and said, "With you in charge of the overall situation, how can you return here, after a while, it will not be surprising that we will reach the top of Tongtian Peak." ”

The poison god immediately shook his head. smiled: "Brother Ghost King, haven't we already discussed it?" This time, Brother Yuyangzi of the Immortal Hall is in charge of the overall situation, we are all pawns, and there are things I mentioned before..."

It is impossible for the poison god to act as if it did not happen, but it is also impossible to give up this plan just because of this.

"Senior, don't worry, my Ghost King Sect has already taken care of this matter." Thousands of people responded. Bow slightly.

As he spoke, he turned his head and said to the man on the other side, "That's right! Brother Yuyangzi, hehe. ”

One of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, Yu Yangzi, the master of the Immortal Hall, has eyebrows and sideburns, and his appearance is extremely handsome, looking like a person in his early thirties. In fact, he has been cultivating for hundreds of years.

Among the Demon Cults, the Immortal Hall is a very special faction. Because it has always been this faction responsible for guarding the most important holy place of the Demon Cult in the wilderness, the temple, and the purpose of this lineage, as its name suggests, is only to pursue immortality. It's just that they are among the four major factions of the Demon Sect, and when they act. Unscrupulous means are diametrically opposed to the way of seeking immortality that is passed down in the righteous path, which will be discussed later.

This time, the Demon Sect secretly came to Qingyun Mountain, and Yuyangzi arrived here, and after several secret discussions. Being elected by everyone as the person in charge of this Demon Sect event, he was inevitably a little proud in his heart, and said with a smile: "Qingyunmen has been bullying our Holy Sect everywhere for the past hundred years, and I will definitely seek justice from them today." ”

The Ghost King smiled, "That's a good point. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and smiled at the woman who had been standing next to him, that is, the only female sect master among the four major sects, the Sanmiao Fairy of the Hehuan Sect, and said, "Wait a while, it will also depend on the fairy your wonderful Dao method." ”

Sanmiao Fairy was born in one of the most notorious Hehuan factions in the Demon Sect, and his appearance is extremely beautiful, but he has no lustful meaning in the past, his face is pale, and he does not apply fat powder, but there is a kind of beauty of frost and dust, which is somewhat similar to Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhu Peak on Qingyun Mountain.

Hearing the words of the ghost king, the three Miao Fairies smiled faintly and said: "The three Dao brothers are all big people who have seen the world, far better than me, a little woman, but we have all made a heavy oath in front of the throne of the Holy Mother. ”

The three ghost kings glanced at each other and said, "Don't worry, fairy, we don't have two hearts." ”

Fairy Sanmiao smiled slightly, then turned to the Ghost King, and said, "Brother Ghost King, I've been here for a few days, why don't you see my niece?" ”

The ghost king was stunned for a moment and said, "You said that Baguio girl, the child is playful, and she doesn't know where she went, and she doesn't know what the fairy is looking for her?" ”

Fairy Sanmiao said lightly: "It's nothing, but I recently heard that Ling Qianjin got a treasure, which is a strange treasure Hehuan Bell passed down by Mrs. Jinling, but is there such a thing?" ”

The Poison God and Yu Yangzi were both slightly moved, and it was obvious that the name of Mrs. Jin Ling, even for a demon Dao giant like them, could not be treated with caution.

The ghost king's face changed, and there was a faint glint in his eyes, and he said, "I don't know where the fairy got this news?" ”

Sanmiao Fairy stretched out her jade-like hand, combed it lightly on her sideburns, and said expressionlessly: "I naturally heard it." Brother Ghost King Dao, Mrs. Jin Ling is the ancestor of our Hehuan faction eight hundred years ago, and the Hehuan bell she left behind has always been the treasure of our Hehuan faction, this, you must also know, right? ”

The ghost king stopped talking, but he stood with his hands in his hands, his bearing was dignified, and he did not have the slightest hint of evasion, and there was a harmonious atmosphere just now, but in the blink of an eye, there was some tension.

Yuyangzi coughed and glanced at the poison god, but unexpectedly, the poison god turned his head and looked at the Qingyun Mountain in the distance, obviously not wanting to meddle in things. Yu Yangzi secretly cursed in his heart, if it was a change of the past, he himself would have wished that these two opponents would fight you to the death first, but since he was already the person in charge of this time, he had to take a step forward and said, "Two, why are you angry when you talk about it?" The two of them are also masters, and now that the major events are present, it is better to suppress this matter first, and then the two of them will solve it by themselves, how about it? ”

The Three Miao Fairies glanced at him. Nodding slightly, he looked away; The ghost king was expressionless, but he sneered in his heart: This Yuyangzi is really not a good person, and he has to persuade because of his identity, but he has a faint intention to provoke the two factions to fight each other after the big event.

But the acacia bell is really a treasure of great importance. It has always been known as the four great treasures of the Demon Sect together with the "Fulong Ding" of the Ghost King Sect, the "Blood Devouring Bead" of the Blood Refining Hall and the "Ten Thousand Poisons Returning to the Sect Bag" of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Such a heavy treasure, no matter how stupid the ghost king is, he will not be willing to hand it over, and after Baguio got this strange treasure from the blood-dripping cave under the necromantic abyss, he also specially instructed him not to make a noise. didn't know that these three wonderful fairies had a lot of magical powers, and they actually inquired about it.

In this moment, the ghost king thought about the people around him, but a slight smile appeared on his face, and said, "What Brother Yuyangzi said is very true, we might as well talk about this matter after the matter has passed here." ”

Yuyangzi saw that these two people who had always been unruly in the past actually listened to his words this time, and he couldn't help but feel proud again.

At this time. The poison god suddenly said, "Ah! The sun is out. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at Qingyun Mountain together. Sure enough, I saw a round of red sun shining brightly, slowly rising from the top of Qingyun Mountain in the distance, sprinkling sunlight into the world.

The warm sunlight also shone on the four of them, pulling out a long shadow behind them.

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Qingyun Mountain, walked the last step of the stairs. Tian Ling'er and the rest of the disciples finally came to the outside of the Yuqing Hall again. This tall and solemn hall stood in front of him, majestic, and people stood in front of it as if they were ants.

Chang Jian said: "Let's go in!" ”

Song Daren and Tian Ling'er both nodded yes. As soon as he wanted to walk, his body suddenly shook, and he looked to the side, only to see that in the other corner of the steps, there was a person sitting on the ground leaning on the railing, and his clothes were still clean, but because he sat on the ground at will, there was some dust on the hem, and a pair of eyes looked at them blankly, and whispered something in his mouth?

He is the second uncle of Wang who has been crazy for many years.

Tian Ling'er thought of Zhang Xiaofan's childhood and felt sour, and was about to walk over, but was pulled by Song Daren and said in a low voice: "Little junior sister, let's go in first!" Don't keep you waiting too long. As for Second Uncle Wang, it's not too late for you to come out and visit him again. ”

Tian Ling'er paused, but still nodded slightly.

However, when she took another step, Tian Ling'er frowned and said, "Senior teacher? Senior Brother Chang, are there any seniors from other factions here? ”

Chang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, there are several monks from Tianyin Temple, and in addition, there are also seniors from Incense Valley, all of whom have come to discuss the situation of the Demon Sect. ”

Tian Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and Song Daren also frowned.

Crossing the threshold, a solemn aura suddenly came, and the most sacred place in Qingyunmen was still as majestic as before, which made people marvel.

On top of the huge hall, there were many people standing and sitting, but somehow, the first thing I saw was not these people, but the Sanqing God statue in the shadows that was so far away in the deepest part of the hall.

In front of the main hall, the lit incense candles burned silently, and wisps of light smoke floated up.

In the middle of the main hall, above the main seat, the Daoxuan Zhenren who is highly respected and has a crane bone fairy wind sits there. On his right-hand side, in a row, was the head of the various veins of Qingyun Sect, and everyone, including Tian Buyi, was sitting there. And the elder disciples of the rest of the Qingyun Sect, sitting or standing, were all behind them. As for Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and others they were familiar with, they were also present, and Lu Xueqi was also standing silently behind Master Shuiyue at the moment, and next to Song Daren's longing Wen Min was standing.

On the left hand side of Daoxuan Zhenren are many people that Tian Ling'er has never seen, including kind-looking monks and old men with gloomy faces. She swept away with her gaze vaguely, and only saw a few familiar faces in that group of people, among which only the Faxiang and Fashan of Tianyin Temple who had come to Qingyunmen a few years ago, but at this moment, they all stood respectfully behind an old monk sitting at the top, it seems that this kind-looking old monk is probably also a monk of Tianyin Temple.

PS: Recently, I have been a little miserable to ask for support~ (to be continued......)