Chapter 371, Action

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak, Ancestral Hall.

The verdant woods were still as dense and vibrant as ever, and a faint morning mist was wafting through the trees, and everywhere you could see the branches of leaves, and the leaves of the grass and wildflowers, and the crystal dew drops fluttering gently in the breeze. In the distance, there is a crisp and pleasant birdsong in the depths of the dense forest, which makes people feel clear in the ears, as if they are in a fairyland.

In this earthly resort, Taoist fairyland, a short and fat figure slowly appeared on the path in the forest, it was Tian Buyi.

It seemed a little incongruous with the surrounding beauty, Tian Buyi's face was a little solemn, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and the expression on his face looked preoccupied. And at this moment, there is no one around him, and it also seems a little weird, although Tian Buyi is the first of the Great Bamboo Peak, he is one of the most important people in Qingyunmen, but with his identity, he came to the ancestral hall of the ancestor of the mountain behind the Changmen Tongtian Peak privately, which is obviously a little strange.

On the mountain road, there were no Qingyunmen disciples guarding them, and there was no sound along the way. In the breeze and the sound of birdsong, Tian Buyi turned the famous three-way crossing, and gradually saw the majestic cornices in the depths of the dense forest.

"When ......"

I don't know where the soft sound of bells and drums came from the direction of the front mountain, echoing at the top of Qingyun Mountain.

The empty and fluttering echo made Tian Buyi stop silently, look back, and look.

Heaven and earth are firm, and the sky is blue and infinite!

For thousands of years, it seems that nothing has changed.

Tian Buyi's face gradually calmed down, stood silently for a while, and then turned around again and walked towards the ancestral hall.

The empty stone steps were displayed in front of him, and the ancestral hall of the patriarch remained unchanged, like a sleeping beast. Gently sleeping, lying in the bosom of the forest. The door of the ancestral hall is still open, and it is still dim inside, and even the incense and candles in the depths of the darkness seem to be sleeping. It's all so quiet.

It's just that outside this ancestral hall, under the stone steps, there is still a young man standing at this moment, standing with his back to Tian Buyi. Tian Buyi frowned and walked over.

Hearing the footsteps, the young man seemed to be taken aback, he didn't expect that someone would come to this place at this time, and quickly turned around.

Tian Buyi was opposite the man. Both of them were stunned for a moment, and the young man was Lin Jingyu.

Tian Buyi immediately remembered that in the past, he had heard from his disciples that Lin Jingyu had been staying in this ancestral hall, and I heard that it was to ask someone for practice, but no one seemed to know who that "someone" was. However, Tian Buyi naturally didn't have the mood to think about this at the moment. The relationship between him and Lin Jingyu was not very good, and the two glanced at each other. None of them spoke immediately, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

In the end, Lin Jingyu coughed. He said in a low voice, "Uncle Tian, why did you come here so early?" ”

Tian Buyi glanced at him, and then his gaze moved to the darkness in the ancestral hall, and said, "I'm here to find someone." What are you doing standing outside the ancestral hall early in the morning? ”

Lin Jingyu's face changed slightly, and a wry smile seemed to pass through his face. glanced into the ancestral hall, but did not answer.

Tian Buyi said lightly: "Is there anyone inside, is it the senior brother in charge?" ”

Lin Jingyu nodded and said, "Yes, the master is on top of the main hall...... He ordered me to wait outside. Without his summons, none of the disciples on Tongtian Peak were allowed to enter. ”

Tian Buyi snorted and said coldly: "I remember that you are a disciple of Longshou Peak, why did you come to Changmen Tongtian Peak and take care of the portal for Senior Brother Daoxuan?" ”

Lin Jingyu's face turned pale, bowed his head slightly, and did not speak.

Tian Buyi ignored him, raised his legs, and stepped onto the stone steps.

Lin Jingyu next to him was stunned, took a step forward, and said, "Uncle Tian, what are you doing?" ”

Tian Buyi said lightly: "I came here, naturally I want to go in, I want to talk to the senior brother in charge about something." ”

Lin Jingyu frowned, and said: "Senior Uncle Tian, the head of the sect has said that no one wants to see it, without his permission to summon it, all the ...... under the Tongtian Peak Sect"

"I'm not a disciple of Tongtian Peak!" Tian Buyi coldly interrupted Lin Jingyu's words.

Lin Jingyu was stunned, and was choked by Tian Buyi for a while.

Tian Buyi didn't say much, walked up the stone steps, and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Lin Jingyu's body moved, as if he wanted to stop it, but then he stopped again, looking at Tian Buyi's short and fat body, his eyes flashed.

Stepping into the high threshold, a faint sandalwood fragrance suddenly greeted him, and a huge shadow gently poured out from the depths of the hall, gently blocking the light that was still there just now outside the ancestral hall.

Tian Buyi stood in place for a moment, and then slowly walked into the depths. As the footsteps slowly rose and fell, the expression on his face seemed to be slowly changing.

Huge pillars painted with red lacquer stand in a staggered manner in the main hall, supporting the majestic hall. The yellow curtains hanging from the ceiling dome hung quietly beside the columns, many of which looked a little worn, as if they were a vicissitudes of life, revealed in the aging yellow.

The past seems to be frozen here.

The ancestral hall was very quiet, and there was hardly a sound to be heard, only the footsteps of Tian Buyi echoed in the silent shadows around him.

Behind the huge offering table in the distance, countless incense burns brightly and quietly, just like mysterious and strange eyes, watching the figure shuttling through the shadows of the temple.

Turning the thickest pillar on the hall and walking behind the low-hanging yellow curtain, Tian Buyi finally stopped.

In front of him was an open space, and there were three rows of futons on the ground, seven in each row, and on the middle of the first row, a familiar figure sat there, motionless. In front of the futon, there was a large offering table, and the fruit offerings were placed all over the table, and in the middle was a large incense burner, but it was very strange inside, only three fine incense sticks were inserted, and the light smoke slowly floated up.

Through the smoke-filled offering table, in the deep darkness behind the table, countless spiritual tablets could be faintly seen. Each one seemed to have handwriting on it, placed squarely on the spiritual seat in the shadows.

Tian Buyi's face slowly became heavy and with a hint of respect, facing the spiritual position of the ancestors of Qingyunmen, his gaze first stayed on the once familiar back for a moment, and then walked up silently.

The body of a real person. Moved slightly, but didn't look back.

Tian Buyi slowly walked to the offering table, looked at the countless spiritual positions shrouded in the shadows, inhaled deeply, and then took out three fine incense sticks from the incense pouch next to the incense burner, carefully lit the candle next to it, took a step back, and stood three feet in front of the offering table. Respectfully held the incense and bowed three times.

The place where Dao Xuan Zhenren was sitting on the futon was only six feet away from the offering table, but the glimmer of light in front of him seemed to be unable to illuminate his location. In the dim shadows, he slowly raised his head, and Tian Buyi's figure stood in front of him with his back to him.

That dark depth, suddenly. Like a ghost fire in the depths of the netherworld, it rose with a "suddenly" sound. Two rays of light shone instantly. Almost at the same time, like an invisible ghost howling sound wave swept through the main hall, all the incense candles and lights, except for the three fine incense sticks held in Tian Buyi's hand, all lit up.

Tian Buyi has finished his visit at this moment, and he is about to insert fine incense into the incense burner when he takes a step. But his body suddenly stopped, and even the hand holding the incense paused in mid-air.

In the main hall, there was a dead silence in an instant, and two figures. Standing and sitting, they all seemed to freeze and did not move. The yellow curtain in the distance, somehow, seemed to be blown by a breeze in the main hall, fluttered lightly a few times, and then slowly stilled.

Outside the ancestral hall, Lin Jingyu was frowning and pondering, but suddenly he suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the quiet and dim ancestral hall, with a faint surprise on his face.

In a trance, this hall, which was once a quiet and sleeping, was like a monster that woke up, coldly, and opened its eyes.

I don't know how long it took, the mysterious ghost fire in the eyes of Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly disappeared again, it came suddenly, and it went quickly. As the strange eyes slowly closed, the originally solemn hall suddenly eased down, and the surrounding candle flames gradually lost their brightness and returned to their original glimmer.

The fine incense in Tian Buyi's hand was still lit in a curling manner, and three tiny incense sticks loomed in the dark. It's just that the fine incense trembled, but the white ash fell down lightly and fell on Tian Buyi's hand.

Tian Buyi's face was indifferent, he glanced coldly at the incense ash on the back of his hand, stood silently for a moment, shook his hand slightly, shook off the incense ash, and then stepped forward and respectfully inserted three fine incense sticks into the incense burner.

Six sticks of incense were lit in the incense burner at the same time, and the light smoke wafted and rose.

Tian Buyi didn't say a word, and bowed to the spiritual seat three more times, and then slowly turned around and faced the figure sitting on the futon on the ground.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan," he looked at that person deeply, for some reason, his eyes were surprised, sad, and even more faintly painful, and said slowly: "We meet again!" ”

Most of Dao Xuan's real face was shrouded in shadows, and he couldn't see it really. In the face of Tian Buyi's voice, he seemed to be deaf and did not react at all, still sitting quietly like that.

Tian Buyi stood and looked at him for a moment, and didn't say anything, but the expression on his face became heavier and heavier. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he stepped away, but he walked to Dao Xuan Zhenren's side, and sat down on another futon less than three feet away from him.

Above the main hall, there was silence.

"What else are you doing here?"

"I'm going to ask you two things."

Without any panic, Tian Buyi sat there as he should, just as he didn't know that Dao Xuan, who had been eroded by the evil qi of the Immortals, had already become a complete dangerous element... In the past, the more superb the cultivation of this Qingyun Sect, the more amazing his ability was, and now, the more damage he may cause! Even, if you make a move here, even if you have the Red Flame Immortal Sword in your hand, you probably won't be the opponent of this senior brother. But even so, there were some things that he had to say.

"The first thing, how was the matter of Senior Brother Wan handled back then, and what was the truth?"

As soon as he spoke, Tian Buyi didn't mean to go around in circles at all, and directly pointed to his heart!

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Legend has it that a person who has become an immortal can travel all over the three mountains and five mountains, five lakes and four seas in one day, and lift his weight lightly. It's effortless. This desirable realm is indeed amazing, but who has really been able to do it throughout the ages? The so-called traveling thousands of miles a day, compared with the vastness of the world, is only a drop in the ocean, since this is the case. Naturally, there will be many people who hesitate to see if there really is such a powerful god in this world, and whether there is really such a divine power to move mountains and reclaim the sea in one thought.

… Ha, this is the human race, narrow and incompetent, but it is such a race, every time between life and death, there will always be a hero who stands up and resists the frenzy of the times with his backbone. Pick up the future of mankind on one shoulder, and finally save the building from the future, and save the people from fire and water. Ah, humans, such an incredible race.

Overlooking the mountains in the distance, a qiē is as in the past, for the flowing shadow, a qiē here. It seems that it has not changed for thousands of years, although I have not been willing to set foot on this sad place again for thousands of years.

-- Southern Xinjiang. Still shrouded in a fog, unable to see its full picture, and revealing its truth.

After all, I still came back here, and after all, I still couldn't avoid turning back.

Mark time. It is also stepping on his own footsteps thousands of years ago, for people with gray hair, every step is a kind of torment, but also a kind of redemption.

"Forgive me for not coming back here to see you for a thousand years. I don't regret it. ”

Liuying's voice was low, as if he was simply confiding in himself, and it seemed that the mountains were his listeners. The white shadow struck, this time, the flowing shadow walked into the fog step by step, but he no longer had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, he was like a pilgrim pursuing some unattainable dream, walking alone towards the indistinguishable future.

…

I am back.

…

A low roar came from all directions, far away on the plains deep in the 100,000 mountains of southern Xinjiang, more and more strange beasts that could not be named appeared and gathered, and some monsters continued to roar to the sky. There were also six or seven demon beasts with huge bodies in the herd, far surpassing the ordinary beasts around them, and they were standing in the middle of the herd and turned their heads and roared, and the surrounding beast demons seemed to be particularly afraid of them.

The clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and gradually began to flash in the clouds at the edge of the sky, and after a while, there was finally a rumbling thunder.

The world of black oppression, the indescribable vicissitudes of life.

The lightning flashed in the sky, reflecting a vigorous shadow, the huge bird demon who had just returned from the head of Heyang City fell from the sky, with the afterglow of the lightning, the beast demons all saw that the big bird's claws were grasping two people, and for a while, hundreds of beast demons near and far roared loudly, the momentum was so strong, it was terrifying.

The huge wings fluttered in the wind and rain, the big bird hovered over the beast group for a while, and suddenly the claws were loosened, and the two figures fell down like stones, but they saw that although the figures were rolling in the air, they did not struggle like dancing and dancing, but they were very stiff, thinking that most of them were in the middle of the road, these two poor people could not withstand the strength of the giant birds and beasts, and they were born and died under these two giant claws.

The roar of the beast demon on the ground instantly rose, the sound of gnashing teeth came and went, and in a moment, at least dozens of fierce beast bodies jumped up and pounced, and in the desolate rain, only a few points of blood were faintly visible, and finally disappeared again.

The giant bird hovering in the sky screamed twice, flew again for a moment, and then, as if it had discovered something, its wings retracted, and it fell from the sky, falling into the depths of the dense herd. When its huge body was about to hit the ground, its wide wings suddenly spread out again, and it made a "whew" sound, and the powerful wind blew several fierce beasts near it to the ground, and screamed.

A strong wind blew, and the giant bird flew over the herd of beasts, and along the way, countless beast demons bowed their heads in awe to dodge, and occasionally encountered several huge demon beasts that were equally powerful, and they seemed to stare at each other, without showing weakness. The giant bird flew all the way, and its body also went up and down, or swept over the head of the beast demon, or flew over the branches of trees, and sometimes when it encountered a large and terrifying monster like a colossus, it also passed directly under the colossus monster.

The wind and rain were shaking, the sky was thunder and lightning, and the figure of the giant bird in the wind and rain was like duckweed, and finally, it let out a scream again and fell from mid-air.

It was the deepest part of the beast demon group, among the strange beasts under the black pressure, under the lightning light of the sky, a tarpaulin umbrella was suddenly revealed, and a few peach blossoms were painted on the surface of the cyan umbrella. Gently fluttering in the wind and rain.

The giant bird landed beside the umbrella, and then it was clear that a wooden rod had been tied to the handle of the umbrella, lengthened and inserted between a rock, and under the umbrella sat a young man dressed in a splendid silk robe. Holding a flask and a glass in his hand, he is pouring himself a drink. Beside the young man, the beast gluttony, who looked a little sleepy, was lying on the rock, and at this moment he saw the giant bird falling, and the glutton's eyes only opened slightly, looked at it, and closed it again.

The surrounding beasts let out a restless roar, and the giant bird fell to the ground, croaking twice. With a wave of his huge wings, he fanned out more than a dozen beast demons in the original place, and for a while he roared and screamed one after another, but he didn't see any beast demons dare to come up and challenge. The giant bird glanced sideways to the left and right, looking arrogant, as if he was disdainful of these beast demons, and then turned his head to face the young man. And for a moment, it seemed to be particularly respectful.

"Quack. Quack...... "At the young man under the umbrella, the giant bird croaked for a while, and the young man seemed to understand the bird's language, and nodded slowly. The giant bird chirped a few more times, then stood still, and after a moment stretched out its beak to clean its feathers. The rain had already drenched its whole body, and after a few cleanups like this, it quickly gave up its efforts and looked up at the night sky. Slowly shrink your head into your wings to hide from the wind and rain.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the boy drank one cup after another, never pause, only occasionally wandering, staring into the distance for a moment, and then silently bowing his head and drinking again. It's just that no matter how much liquor he drank, there was never the slightest hint of alcohol on his face.

Finally, the jug of wine was drunk, and it slipped gently from his hands in the wind and rain, and landed on the mud-covered ground. The young man slowly stood up, and the beasts and demons around him shook for a while, revealing an extremely frightened look. It's just that in the eyes of the young man, these countless beasts seemed to be nothing, and he didn't pay the slightest attention to them. In his eyes, he was only silently looking at the sky at the moment, with heavy black clouds and wind and rain.

Gluttony let out a low cry and stood up beside him.

The young man was silent, turned around and patted the glutton's head gently, and said for a long time: "Do you also feel lonely, glutton?" ……”

The young man looked up at the sky, and for a long time, he did not say a word, until the fog of the distant mountains finally drifted away, and even the dark clouds of the haze cracked.

… There was no warning, but the rain fell more rapidly and fiercely in an instant, as if it was about to drown and wash away all the qiē in this world, and it seemed to be just a random swaying mountain rain, which had no special meaning.

"Rest assured, it won't last long."

The young man looked into the distance, even without warning, he could still find the breath of the other party from the distance that was invisible to the naked eye, the kind of aura that had met thousands of years ago, but now it was so powerful, he would never admit it.

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First with the Blind-Eyed Tiger, and then he was secretly attacked by Cang Song with a hot hand, even though the shadow god cultivated to the superhuman level, and even over the years, he was fortunate enough to have a glimpse of the book of heaven by the side of the ghost king, but he was still too young after all... Ha, most people don't know about the Shadow God's Existence Zài, but even those who know the Shadow God's Existence Zài are mostly just regarded as the strongest and most loyal blade by the Ghost King's side.

What is his name, how old is he, where is he from... These things, but no one cares.

And he himself seems to have been content to maintain such a life, to live as a perfect, emotionless instrument... So, how can anyone doubt that he will turn into a ghost for the hatred of his entire people and take revenge on the enemies of this world?

Alone, dealing with such a huge force, even if he is a shadow god, he is walking on thin ice, like facing the abyss, but the flame of hatred has always driven him to dance between life and death, and has never stopped... In other words, I am afraid that the only thing that can stop him is the insurmountable boundary of death.

… That's right, it should have been.

He is alone, alone.

But why, at this most critical juncture, there is such an unknown character who appears, and even single-handedly saves him from the predicament. But what's even more strange is that this weirdo took himself to safety and then left without saying a word, as if he had never appeared. (To be continued......)