Chapter 347: The Truth

The moonlight is bright, and the wind is pulling shadows.

In the darkness, the infiltration continues. Under the cover of ink, nothing can stop the footsteps of the flowing shadow, whether it is the gray dolphin, the sentry post, or the incense valley, although it is one of the best sects in the world, but even so, the layers of obstacles they set up in advance cannot stop the footsteps of the demon fox who has cultivated for thousands of years. After spreading full speed, in less than a moment, the Flowing Shadow had already reached its intended destination.

Looking up, there are two towering rock walls, which seem to have been measured in a straight line, extending from one end of the canyon to the other, not at all like a naturally formed landform, simply, it is as if it was split by someone, but just thinking about it, I am afraid it is enough for ordinary people to feel creepy! With such appalling skills and such groundbreaking methods, even these "real people" and "immortals" who call themselves wind and rain today may not be able to do it.

Liuying narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze for a moment, but he didn't show any reverence or incredulity. For him, the scene in front of him is like a memory, a past that is fresh in time.

He held his palms in vain, and it seemed that he could still find a little bit of the touch, that indescribable roughness and peak experience, even now that he thought about it, it was difficult to calm down.

… Yes, that's right, this place was indeed cut open by a sword.

To be precise, this strange landform that almost completely separated the Valley Lord's Retreat Forbidden Land from the rest of the Incense Valley was precisely because of the wounds left by Liuying and Longweitai Tianzun Beichen Yin when they fought here!

And the result of that battle was naturally that the Liuying Shadow who held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was superior, not only defeated the famous Beichen Yin, but even hit the latter hard, and even almost burned the entire foundation of Longweitai! That battle, although it was affected by the evil aura of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. But it can't be completely said that Liuying doesn't mean to be selfish, after all, for himself, Zhong Miaotian, who he grew up in, was completely destroyed overnight because of Long Weitai's attack, so the enmity between the two sides is naturally self-evident, in this case. Liuying is naturally willing to use the power of the Zhuxian Sword to eliminate his enemies in one fell swoop.

"Hey..."

Sigh. This idea, which seemed fine at the time, is not always true in retrospect, a thousand years later. Perhaps, it was from the moment he defeated Tianzun Beichen Yin that he really went from a fox demon holding the Zhuxian Sword to a puppet mastered by the Zhuxian Sword...

If it weren't for this first indulgence, maybe in the days that followed, there wouldn't have been so many innocent people who died in vain for their mistakes, and maybe he would have noticed the secrets of Zhong Miaotian earlier. and would not have committed such an irreparable mistake.

Shaking his head, Liuying forced himself to sober up, in the night breeze, his expression was as strict as when he first met, and he couldn't see the slightest confusion and hesitation - that's right, it was precisely because the previous incident was his own fault, and the current calamity was also his own fault, then he had more responsibility to end this qiē! No matter what the cost. What kind of risk to take, today's Liuying. Nothing to fear!

For this unique terrain, it is obviously impossible to completely avoid all detection, so what Flowing Shadow can do now is not only to try with all his might, but also to fight quickly!

Get in shape!

The white shadow that was still in place was crushed by the night wind, and the bright and clean match. I also plunged headlong into this straight canyon and headed for the final destination!

The neatly cut rock wall quickly receded backwards, a passage that might have taken a long time for ordinary people to traverse, but for Liuying, it was only penetrated in the blink of an eye. When I stopped, there was already a huge stone platform in front of me.

… Compared to the rest of the Incense Valley, it can be described as shabby. There are neither stone pillars that reach to the sky, nor a splendid hall. On the other side of the stone platform, which seems to have been formed naturally, is a small thatched hut, and the materials used are not very rare, but at first glance it looks more like the work of a farmer.

The wind blew, bringing up a fine layer of sand and dust, which made people blink, but after recalibrating their sight, a middle-aged man in a plain robe was already standing silently outside the simple thatched hut.

The three major sects of the righteous path, each of which has been inherited for thousands of years, are all eye-popping, even if the current incense valley really hides any secrets, or even has deviated from the righteous path, but in this incense valley, they are still not enemies that can be underestimated at will. There is no need for the abbot of Tianyin Temple, Puhong Buddha, to be compassionate, nor as grand and calm as the Qingyunmen Daoxuan Zhenren, but this incense valley also has its own style.

The person in front of him didn't speak, but Liuying had already guessed his identity. This was originally a forbidden place, in the Incense Valley, unless summoned by the valley master, ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter, in other words, the identity of the person in front of him was naturally about to come out.

"Long Yang, Lord of Cloud Valley."

Stopping and stopping, Liuying appeared in front of Yun Yilan, but there was no panic at all... Before that, he didn't want anyone to find out his whereabouts, but in the dark, he could act more conveniently, and it was easier to find the answers he wanted. And now it seems that his disguise is not as good as he imagined, or rather, the muddy water of the Incense Valley is deeper than he imagined before.

Now that it's been discovered, there's no need to cringe anymore. Because I didn't notice how any of the other party found out about me, even if I was lucky enough to avoid it this time, I would miss the next opportunity... But it's a pity that Liuying still miscalculated the news that the other party already knew.

"Lord Yungu, there is no malice here, but there is something I want to ask you for."

Liuying was leisurely, but in front of him, Yun Yilan's eyes were half-closed, but she also seemed to be in her chest.

"Excuse me?"

He spoke, but there seemed to be a three-point ridicule in his voice, and he shook his head, in front of Liuying, Yun Yilan didn't look like a stranger he met for the first time, but like an old friend he hadn't seen for several years. Of course, his words. It's not over yet.

"Hahaha, when does the little God of the Wonderful Heavens need to consult with others?"

“！”

said it casually, but it made Liuying's whole person nervous!

The history of the name Flowing Shadow, like those other heroic deeds that have been obliterated by the wind and dust, has long since disappeared, for the people of the present. Don't say that it was the dispute between the little gods in the back of the year, and even the more terrible catastrophe of the "Sealing the Sky Stone Carving" may have been forgotten.

But now, why did Yun Yilan know so clearly about her identity as a little god back then!?

For a moment, the demon fox frowned.

"Why be surprised." Yun Yilan stepped forward, and after shaking his hand slightly, he turned his back and walked slowly towards the wooden house again.

"Compared with most people in the world, the old man knows the events of the year quite clearly, and haven't you noticed the reason for this qiē?"

"You've found a way to control 'him'?"

Liuying's tone became even lower... Because it is not a power that mortals should touch. For the grasp of people's hearts, that guy is far more terrifying than the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, once he makes a comeback, I am afraid that there will never be peace in this world!

"Huh... Hahaha! ”

Yun Yilan laughed, then raised her palm slightly

"The stone carving of the sky is a nightmare. I didn't expect you to be here. I still can't see this qiē clearly. ”

Fengtian stone carving... Seal the sky stone carving!

Back then, the old fox did not hesitate to kill his old friend with his own hands, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life to seal the secret. Now, when this word broke into Liuying's auricle again, he found that he didn't seem to be as firm as he imagined, because he still clenched his fists at the first time.

It's good for all the wonderful heavens, and it's good for human beings. For Liuying himself, this is a past that he absolutely does not want to be mentioned. And today, he once again had the urge to end this qiē with his strength.

"What else do you know?"

This time, Liuying no longer has his usual good temper.

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Zhang Xiaofan walked in this mountain forest for a day. Only then did he get out of the realm of Kongsang Mountain, originally if he was in the sky, he could come out in half a day, but he was still willing to walk a little more because of the injury on his left hand, but this Kongsang Mountain has always been sparsely populated, and he couldn't even see a figure on the road. After all, after leaving that Jedi, he still had the illusion of being a different world.

After staying overnight in the barren mountains and mountains, Zhang Xiaofan walked on the official road, not to mention that the road was wide, and the number of people gradually increased. He asked pedestrians on the road, inquired about the direction of the road, and headed north.

At noon on this day, the day was in the middle of the day, very hot, Zhang Xiaofan rushed for a long time, his mouth was quite hungry and thirsty, and he saw a small tea stall on the side of the road, which was supported under a big tree by the roadside, and there were already five or six guests sitting in it, looking at the shade, he walked over, bought a bowl of tea to drink, and sat down to rest by the way.

Not to mention, the tea in this small tea stall is really cool and thirst-quenching, Zhang Xiaofan drank a bowl, and he was comfortable up and down, as if the day was not so hot, and he thought in his heart, seeing that the injury on his hand had been healed, and he found a secluded place where no one was in the afternoon, so he flew back in the sky, which was also faster, and he could see the master earlier.

Thinking about it, he naturally thought that he was about to be able to see his senior sister Tian Ling'er, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. At this moment, I heard a gentle voice on the side of the road: "Boss, bring me a bowl of tea." ”

At noon, a rare breeze blew, causing the branches and leaves on the big trees to shake, and a little bit of broken sun was scattered to the ground. The owner of the tea stall in his fifties agreed, leaned over to pour the tea, Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently, looked at the past, and could not take it back.

A middle-aged scribe, with thin eyebrows and square face, eyebrows look elegant, but his eyes are blazing, and his forehead is full, but he has his own momentum of not being angry and powerful in this elegance, wearing a Confucian robe, with a piece of light purple jade pendant pinned to his waist, exquisitely clear, faintly auspicious, and he knows that it is not ordinary at a glance.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was actually broken by the demeanor of this middle-aged scribe, and only felt that when he walked in, five or six guests who were drinking tea together at the tea stall, including himself, were silently speechless, and were suppressed by this person's momentum.

Zhang Xiaofan retracted his gaze, but he was slightly amazed in his heart, and at the same time he was greatly heartbroken by the bearing of this middle-aged scribe. Although he doesn't look very handsome at this time, this temperament that comes from the inside is really rare.

The scribe entered the tea stall, took the tea handed by the boss, sat down casually, and began to taste the tea slowly. The guests around were still talking and laughing. Now they all fell silent, and in this tea stall, the atmosphere was a little strange for a while, but only the middle-aged scribe was calm, and he didn't notice the situation around him at all, and he was alone there drinking tea and resting.

After a while, the other guests either had enough rest, or finished their tea, and left one by one. The boss came over to clean up the bowls, and under the big tree, there were only Zhang Xiaofan and the middle-aged scribe left.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel uncomfortable, but after sitting for a while, he felt that he had rested, and when he was thinking about checking out and leaving, he suddenly heard a voice behind him:

"Little brother."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, and heard this voice gentle and familiar. Turning his head, he saw the scribe smiling peacefully at him. He said, "This gentleman, do you call me?" ”

The scribe smiled and nodded, "Exactly." Saying that, he stood up and walked over slowly, Zhang Xiaofan stood up, and when he got closer, he hugged his fists and said, "Is there anything wrong with Mr.?" ”

The middle-aged scribe looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down. said: "No, it's just that the journey is lonely, and I look at the little brother with a pleasing eye, come over and chat a few words, the little brother doesn't mind." ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shook his head and said, "There is nothing to do." Sir, please be seated. ”

The scribe smiled and nodded, and said, "Come, little brother, you can also sit." ”

The two sat down, and the scribe looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "May I ask the little brother's name?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan grew up in Caomiao Village since he was a child, and later took him in for Qingyunmen, except for the same door as Dazhufeng in Qingyun Mountain over the years, he has hardly said anything to outsiders, of course, the days ago when he was trapped under the necromantic abyss with the demon girl Baguio is not counted. He spoke to this scribe at this time, and somehow in his heart, he had a little respect for this person, and said respectfully at the moment: "Don't dare, in the next Zhang Xiaofan, may I ask what is the name of Mr.?" ”

The scribe read a sentence first: "Zhang Xiaofan," nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "My surname is Wan, and the cursive character is gone." ”

"Ten thousand people!" Zhang Xiaofan read it again in his heart, this name reads ordinary, but it makes people feel like a golden iron horse, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look at him, these ten thousand people are gentle on their faces, but the power between the eyebrows seems to be born, it is extremely heavy, with this name, there is a faint meaning of the king.

Ten thousand people looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said with a smile: "Forgive me for asking one more question, may I ask if Little Brother Zhang is a person who cultivates the truth?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, after he and Qi Hao and the other four went down the mountain, in order to make it convenient on the road, they all changed out of Qingyun clothes and wore ordinary clothes, which looked no different from ordinary people, and I don't know how this middle-aged man saw it.

He was surprised, and just wanted to ask how the middle-aged man knew, but he saw that the middle-aged man smiled slightly, pointed to the north, and said, "May I ask Junior Brother Zhang, but is it now under the Qingyun Mountain Sect, the number one faction of the righteous path?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan was even more surprised, he couldn't help but stand up, looked at the ten thousand people, and said, "May I ask Brother Wan, you, how do you know?" ”

Ten thousand people shook their hands with a smile and said, "Please sit down, please sit." ”

After Zhang Xiaofan sat down slowly, ten thousand people smiled and said: "I saw that Little Brother Zhang, you are full of energy, and you have no fatigue all the way, looking young, but you are better than many people in the prime of life." In this world, the wind of cultivation is prevalent, and you must be a person with unique skills. ”

Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and thanked him, but he couldn't help but say, "Then how does my sect, Mr. know?" ”

Ten thousand people smiled casually: "Without him, I see that the little brother is in the dust, and he doesn't stop looking north, with a look of longing on his face, as if he is returning to his heart like an arrow, and in the north, the closest and most famous Xiuzhen sect from here is Qingyunmen." Speaking of which, I also speculated randomly, casually talking nonsense, which made Brother Zhang laugh. ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly said: "Where is it, Mr. is so discerning, you and I have never met, but we can see it at a glance, I really admire, admire!" These words were from the bottom of his heart.

Wan Xiang smiled slightly, and said: "Qingyun Sect, has been famous in the world for a long time, has a long history, profound Taoism, admired by the world, the little brother entered the famous family at a young age, and the future is promising." It's limitless! ”

Zhang Xiaofan heard the words "unlimited", his heart moved, and he inexplicably remembered Qi Hao of Longshou Peak, and at the end of his mind, Lin Jingyu's shadow flashed, and he shook his head and said: "Mr. has won the award, the disciple of Qingyun Sect is Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger." In the lower part belongs to a rotten wood, not a vessel. ”

Ten thousand people were stunned for a moment, and laughed silently: "I didn't expect you to tell jokes, Little Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so he asked him: "Brother Wan, I don't know where he is going?" ”

Ten thousand people stood up leisurely, put their hands behind their backs, looked up at the sky, and said, "This world is so big and boundless. I travel the world, the mountains and ancient Ze, and go at will. ”

"Ahh Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed and said, "I see." ”

Ten thousand people glanced back at Zhang Xiaofan, and suddenly a strange smile flashed on his face, and said, "Since Little Brother Zhang is a member of the Qingyun Sect, he must be a profound Taoist. ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No." No, he is an unsuccessful person in the Qingyun Gate. Where can it be said that the Tao is profound. ”

Wan Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Brother Zhang is polite, I have a reluctant request below, and I hope that Brother Zhang will fulfill it." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Wan, please speak." ”

Ten thousand people said: "I have admired your Excellency since I was a child, but I don't have enough opportunities. Not allowed to enter the door, and in the next pair of masters can be the magic weapon and travel for nine days, it is even more dreamed, for decades, there is no day not to desire to get a fairy magic weapon and watch it. Brother Zhang is a famous disciple. I wonder if I can fulfill this little wish? So saying, he bent down deeply and made a great salute.

Zhang Xiaofan was dumbfounded, watching the ten thousand people salute, he was even more panicked, and hurriedly held on, he was really embarrassed in his heart, hesitated for a moment, looked at the ten thousand people and still looked at himself expectantly, sighed, and said: "I'm not afraid of Brother Wan's jokes, it's not that I don't want to show Brother Wan, it's just that the magic weapon is not in front of the court, I'm just afraid that it will hinder ......."

Ten thousand people immediately said: "What is this, the magic weapon of the immortal family, how can there be no reason not to be on the table." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's face was slightly red, and after all, he couldn't let go of his son, so he pulled out a burning stick from his waist and handed it over. Seeing him hand over such a thing, the look of surprise on the faces of the ten thousand people also flashed, but then it disappeared and solemnly took it.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at him in his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Don't say it's you, even if you are a member of my master's sect, you often laugh at me." Saying this, Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he only felt that he was so strange today, in front of this unknown person, how could he seem to be willing to say anything to him.

The ten thousand people didn't notice Zhang Xiaofan, their eyes were on the burning stick, originally his face was solemn, but there was still a little casual in his eyes, but gradually, he seemed to see something, not only did his face sink, but a pair of eyes stared at this black ugly stick.

Zhang Xiaofan watched from the side, only felt that these 10,000 people looked so strange, took the one-foot-long burning stick in front of him, looked carefully, held it with his right hand, and gently stroked the slender five fingers of his left hand on the stick, clicked lightly, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Wan, is there anything wrong?" ”

Wan Xiangru was awakened by a dream, hesitated for a moment, returned the burning stick to Zhang Xiaofan, and said: "Little Brother Zhang, because I admire the fairy way, I have read some books in this regard, and I have some words, and I have to ask Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiaofan said: "Please say it." ”

Ten thousand people glanced at the burning stick and said, "May I ask Brother Zhang, this magic weapon was smelted by someone else?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, and in an instant, the scene in the valley behind the Great Bamboo Peak floated in his mind, Huo Di stood up, pointed to ten thousand people and said, "You, what did you say?" ”

Ten thousand people glanced at him and said slowly: "May I ask Brother Zhang, this magic weapon, but two things are combined into one?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan's secret of one of the deepest secrets hidden in his heart was now told by this person, this surprise was not trivial, I only felt a buzz in my head, and I couldn't speak.

Wan Xiang looked at Zhang Xiaofan's stunned expression, and he understood that what he expected was good, but he seemed to bow his head slightly, as if he remembered something, sighed vaguely, and said, "You don't know, the beads on this stick were originally holy relics of the Demon Sect." ”

Zhang Xiaofan became more and more shocked, almost holding his breath, but there was a voice in his heart, as if he was sneering: "You already knew, you already knew, this stick is so evil, it is naturally an evil thing of the Demon Sect." ”

"Y-What did you say?" Zhang Xiaofan gasped, stared at him, word by word.

"This bead is a relic of the black-hearted old man of the Demon Sect Patriarch eight hundred years ago." Ten thousand people's words were like nails, which were driven into Zhang Xiaofan's heart word by word, "The name is 'Blood Devouring Bead'." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's whole person was stunned and held his breath, but there were thousands of thoughts and thousands of turns in his mind, but there was always a picture lingering: the skeleton in the dense cave in the belly of Kongsang Mountain!

Wan Xiang looked at him in shock, paused for a moment, but said lightly: "Little Brother Zhang, you know the origin of this bead, but I don't know if you still want to know the origin of this black short stick?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked, he couldn't speak, just stared straight at the ten thousand people.

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PS: Thank you for the reward and support of the green shirt wooden swordsman, mirror hanging, and the contradictory spiral ma~ Thank you, the old man will continue to work hard, the story will end soon, and the next will enter the climax. There will be obvious deviations between the next story and the original book, will Zhang Xiaofan's secret be revealed, and what will be the result of the conversation between Liuying and Yun Yilan? Thousands of years ago, what happened in the wonderful heavens? Next, we will answer them one by one. (To be continued......)