Chapter 372: The Past

"Ahem..."

Although someone rescued him, the previous wounds would not heal uncured, and the consumption of the retrograde essence blood to urge the "forgiveness" dagger would not be smoothed out. For the current shadow god, in fact, most of the situation has been extremely bad, and the only luck is just to save a life.

Yes, since you've survived, why bother about it.

Shadow God no longer thinks about who is helping him, because no matter how much he thinks about it, he won't get an answer, so it's better to put it aside and do what he can do. Of course, the shadow god has no intention of asking for help or help at all, for him, the person who can be trusted never exists, even for the ghost king, he is just loyal because of the other party's life-saving and cultivation grace... Yes, for this man born in southern Xinjiang, the Central Plains is an enemy.

Taking a deep breath, the Shadow God finally began to recuperate from his internal injuries after making sure that no one would find out about it... He has a good foundation, and with the help of the Book of Heaven, he is not slow to recover at the moment, but this action failed, and I don't know when he will have the opportunity to take revenge next time.

… Thirty years, a full thirty years have passed.

It has been so long since he hibernated in the Ghost King Sect to recuperate, the scars of the year have long since healed, and even the cultivation of his face has long been the same as before, but the pain and hatred that remain in the blood really cannot be wiped away at will with the passage of time. To this day, he is still him, even if he gives up his name and incarnates as a "shadow god", he has no way to forget the resentment of being slaughtered by the Holy Witch Sect and the Burning Incense Valley back then!

Those simple and kind mortals who had no quarrel with the world were all stained red with blood overnight. Those painful, inexplicable, doubtful, angry, and hateful faces are buried in the depths of the mountains with irreconcilable resentment, and until now, no one will complain about them, and no one will seek justice for them... Not even one will remember their zài.

Because of their weakness, they were erased as defenseless, simply because of the greed of some "big man". They deserve to be slaughtered and ruined like this. Ha, this is such a cruel and real world.

"Hmm..."

Qi and blood recoiled, and on the way to heal the wound, Cang Song secretly attacked and applied the secret injury of the divine thunder to break out again... Qingyun Zhengfa is infinitely powerful, although this divine thunder guide is not as good as the famous secret legend of the Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique, but it is better than the sudden move, and the destructive power is not to be underestimated, and the most important thing is to attract the thunder to attack the enemy. As long as the other party is hit, there will inevitably be residual thunder power in the body, and once it is touched when it is healed, it will inevitably let the true element in the body touch the power of the thunder counterattack, and it will naturally be difficult to heal when the time comes.

Generally speaking, if you want to recover, you can only use gentle methods to slowly evacuate the remaining energy of the moves in your body. And then do the rescue... Of course, if you cultivate to the realm of Dao Xuan or even a beast god. You can also break the skill and forcibly kill it, but then again, if you really reach such a realm, I'm afraid you won't be hurt by such a small skill again. Or, like Liuying, because of several reincarnations, it has undergone great changes in the world. Spit in all things and don't hurt them... It's just that all of the above is actually not so troublesome for the shadow god.

The Heavenly Thunder Power had just appeared, and in the blink of an eye, a red light appeared in the Shadow God's arms, and a blazing flame completely different from his own cold killer aura suddenly appeared. However, in an instant, the thunder positive force that escaped from that wound was attracted by the mysterious flame, and it was all swallowed up before it could erupt!

Although Cang Song's methods are not as good as Dao Xuan and the others, he is not an easy person, and the divine thunder cast by his hands really shouldn't be so fragile... It's just that this time the divine thunder he cast was met with a natural nemesis - an immortal treasure that originally belonged to the witch clan in southern Xinjiang, thousands of years ago, the witch Linglong even relied on this thing to fight the beast demon, and even hit it hard... After several tosses, although even Longweitai, which is located on the edge of southern Xinjiang, once obtained this thing, but in the end, fate still let it return to the hands of the descendants of the Wu clan.

Yes, the supreme artifact Xuanhuo Jian, which has been unavailable in Incense Valley for a long time, is now on the Shadow God!

In front of this object, even the shock and thunder cannot be compared, and as soon as the two sides touched, they were taken at that time. And the healing process of the Shadow God himself naturally continued, without interruption.

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"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!

These heart-wrenching words are definitely enough to shatter the balance and stability that we are barely trying to achieve... The day before yesterday, just mentioning the name of Wan Jianyi was enough to make Dao Xuan go berserk, but now Tian Buyi is chasing his past deeply, but it is worrying...

However, the expected conflict did not break out, and the cold and unapproachable Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly calmed down... It seems that the truth of more than 100 years ago really involved too many entanglements, even if it has been demonized, it still can't be let go.

"The truth... What truth do you want? ”

Hesitant words, but the deepest helplessness, for Dao Xuan himself, this is not the past he is most reluctant to mention, Cang Song only knows how to anger him for being selfish, and others only know how to blame him for being ruthless, but who knows how much pain and torture his senior brother has endured when the relationship between the brothers and sisters is sandwiched between the righteousness and the safety of the world.

"Did Senior Brother Wan really not die back then?"

Still sitting across from him, Tian Buyi didn't move lightly, and he didn't want to leave, all he wanted was the ending of the accident that day. It's just a relief that I can't let go of for a hundred years... Now, the real answer is just around the corner.

"No, as soon as Wan Jian died, that peerless Wan Jian was already dead when someone cut off one of his arms... What survived was just a laughable remnant. ”

With sorrow in his words, Dao Xuan lowered his eyes. But he silently clenched his fists... At that time, Qingyun knew that the next Lord of Qingyun would inevitably be born between him and Wan Jianyi, but who understood that there was a strong friendship between this peerless duo that no one could see through - he had always been proud of having such a junior brother, and the person he admired the most was not his senior brother... The trial that day was wrong, but even if it was wrong, for the sake of Qingyunmen's reputation, and in order to stabilize the victory of the righteous demon war at that time, he had to endure the pain. personally buried his junior brother with the name of Wan Jianyi.

Was he wrong? Is the master wrong? Or is Qingyunmen, or is this world wrong?

… I tried to ask questions, but no one answered.

“… Where is he now? ”

"He won't want to see you."

"But..."

"Enough!"

The howling wind was instantaneous, and it swept through the entire ancestral hall in the blink of an eye, the candle flame swayed, and a heavy breath came out of thin air... At this moment, Dao Xuantai's cultivation was revealed in an instant! After the First World War. Although he was not lightly injured, his roots were still there. In addition, at the same time that the Immortal Ancient Sword entered the body, it also carried the supreme sword qi Yuan Gong, and after recovering from the injury, Dao Xuan Zhenren not only cultivated to the next level, but also went to the next level, but the demon heart has also taken root in his body since then.

Tian Buyi, who was sitting opposite, seemed to know what was going on. At the same time as Dao Xuan swayed his true power, he forcibly raised a breath of vitality to protect the main body, and the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao method at the peak of the Shangqing Dynasty appeared at the same time, and the Tai Chi diagram behind him disappeared in a flash, and finally temporarily protected himself... Right now, there can be such a means in Qingyunmen. In addition to Dao Xuan in front of him, I'm afraid there is only Tian Buyi alone.

"I have another question."

"I've already said that's enough!"

Without saying a word, Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was still as calm as water just now, suddenly rolled his hair, showing a state of anger, he suddenly got up, and even the candlelight in the entire ancestral hall was extinguished for a while...

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At the same time, outside Qingyun Mountain, there was a young man in gray robe stepping step by step, he looked at this green mountain from afar, but he sighed and was speechless for a long time. Yes, he is back, in the past three years, he has been thinking about this all the time, not thinking about his master and mother, but he has never thought of coming back, but now, he is back.

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Southern Xinjiang, Qilidong.

The last time he landed here, Liuying was just a little demon fox in the transformation period, he was still very young at that time, although his cultivation was already outstanding among his peers, rare in ancient and modern times, but after all, he still couldn't turn out a few waves in the tide of this era... Even if there is a heart to bloom, it is just an overnight fragrance, which is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

has been thousands of years, but now he is the strongest in the world that no one can be underestimated, every move, every line and stop are involved in the life and death of countless people, and the rise and fall of countless forces. But even so, when he stepped back here, he felt only the same sadness as when he was white-headed a thousand years ago.

The so-called saints are not those who sweep the heavens and the earth, turn over their hands, and swallow the sun, moon and stars, but are just those who do not discriminate and do not leave their joys and angers in their hearts... The saint, almost the way of heaven, is the most benevolent and ruthless, so he can grow old with the sun and the moon, and live with heaven and earth.

It's a pity that even if Liuying's face has not changed for thousands of years, he is still not a saint, so he is still trapped by the human feelings in this world.

Qilitong is still yesterday's Qilitong, and even the house seems to have not changed. Thousands of years of time seem to be unable to change the grass and trees here, but the old man is not there, and turning his eyes is already a matter of fact.

Liuying didn't know if the wooden house he lived in back then was still there... Perhaps it has long since weathered and decayed, and now other places have been rebuilt.

He didn't know if the inscription that had been soaked in the blood of his heart was still there... Maybe it's long forgotten, but now it's filled with a new tune.

“… Ziyan. ”

Calling that name, you can still faintly hear her laughter in the mountain wind, but the person to whom the joy belongs has long since disappeared.

"Who are you?"

Standing between Miao Village, a little girl wearing silver jewelry boldly walked to Liuying's side and looked at this traveler strangely. The Miao language in her mouth is probably indistinguishable, but it is very familiar to Liuying.

A thousand years have passed. Along with the irretrievable fate, but time is actually going on... There are more important things waiting to be done for future generations.

As soon as he thought of this, the demon fox finally restrained his last bit of sadness, and he spoke, with a familiar and bright smile, as if he was telling someone a thousand years ago.

"My name is Flowing Shadow."

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Qingyun Mountain. Tsutenbon.

On the Yuqing Palace, the solemn scene of the past seemed to have changed on this day, and the chaotic footsteps resounded inside and outside the Yuqing Palace, and the suppressed but panicked whispers spread here like waves. In the distance, there seemed to be a loud noise, which was unimaginable in the past and would have happened openly on Tongtian Peak, but at this moment, the noise seemed to be getting louder and louder. And he kept approaching the Yuqing Palace.

The Yuqing Hall is extremely high, towering above the sea of clouds, even if it is over the Hongqiao, from the stone steps by the blue water pool, you have to walk for a while, but listening to the sound of the volume, most of them are already half of the stone steps.

Xiao Yicai, the eldest disciple of Tongtian Peak Changmen, who rushed to hear the news, walked into the Yuqing Hall surrounded by several junior disciples. For some reason, there was a bit of tiredness on his handsome face. I don't know what it is that can make this leader of the young generation of Qingyunmen, who is highly profound, bothered so much.

However, although his face was tired, Xiao Yicai walked into the main hall, his face was still solemn, his brows were furrowed, and he said slightly angrily: "What's the matter?" It's not enough trouble. Who is so bold to make a noise here! ”

Beside him, several young disciples who were guarding the door of the main hall hurriedly walked over. Dao Xuan Zhenren has been in retreat for a long time since the battle with the Demon Dao, and his temper has become incredibly weird, and he has become a big and small affair of the Nagato of Tongtian Peak. Most of them have been taken care of by this highly regarded senior brother, and in the eyes of the young disciples, there is also a lot of awe for Xiao Yicai.

It's just that the noise is still getting louder and louder at this moment, but most of the young disciples have strange looks on their faces, and one of them came up to Xiao Yicai and lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, it's Senior Uncle Su from Dazhufeng who is here." ”

Xiao Yicai was stunned and said, "Uncle Su Ru? ”

Everyone next to him nodded.

Xiao Yicai was surprised: "What is she doing here, since she came, why didn't she report it, and she made such a noise......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the noise outside the Yuqing Hall suddenly increase, as if someone had finally lost his patience, and a clear whistle came from afar, like a phoenix, and rose leisurely.

Xiao Yicai's face changed, and he hurriedly walked towards the gate of Yuqing Palace, and said, "Oh no, go quickly...... Wait, Senior Brother Cao, Senior Brother Xu, you go to the backyard immediately, and ask a few uncles to come over to dissuade Uncle Su, we are all juniors, it's not easy to talk, go quickly! ”

The two young disciples next to him nodded hurriedly, turned around and ran towards the apse of the Yuqing Palace.

Xiao Yicai strode towards the gate of the Yuqing Palace, and when he was about to walk to the gate, the sound of a clear whistle suddenly became urgent, and a sharp sound was made.

Xiao Yicai's face turned pale, and his figure flashed and floated towards the door, and at the same time shouted in a deep voice: "Uncle Su, we have something to say, don't ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "oops, ouch......" suddenly, and Xiao Yicai's figure was suffocated, and he froze suddenly.

I saw that at the entrance of the huge hall of the Yuqing Palace, under the back of the gentle blue sky in the distance, more than a dozen figures fell from outside the hall, and no one could stand firmly, all of them kept turning, and after a while, they fell to the ground in an uproar.

There was an uproar in the Yuqing Palace.

"Hey!"

With a cold snort, I saw a slender and slender figure, who appeared on the door of the main hall of the Yuqing Palace, it was Su Ru.

This sound instantly shocked the audience, and there was no sound in the huge Yuqing Palace, and everyone's eyes were focused on the woman who suddenly became powerful.

The black and shiny hair is coiled in a bun, and a red jade eye-dotted golden phoenix winged hairpin is inserted obliquely, and the phoenix mouth hangs down three points of glazed jade bells, shaking gently. Two willow eyebrows, cold with glamorous, clear and more charming; The red lips are closed, the cheeks are like snow, and the eyes are extremely clear, with a three-point anger. The loose clothes that she has been wearing on weekdays are gone, and Su Ru at this moment is dressed in plain clothes, tightly wrapped around her body, and she is less charming. A little more enthusiastic; At the same time, he was holding a sheathed dark green fairy sword at hand, the sword light was shining, although there was a scabbard outside, but the layers of sword qi were invisible and diffuse, which made people have a kind of spirit in this fairy sword. It seems that he wants to jump out of the feeling of waving wildly.

Xiao Yicai's eyes jumped a few times in a row, and he subconsciously felt a little chill behind him.

Su Ru's face was like frost, his eyes were cold, and he swept towards the people in the Yuqing Palace, and at that glance, although his face was beautiful, no one dared to look at him.

Xiao Yicai looked at the young disciples who were moaning in their mouths and slowly getting up from the ground at this moment, and saw that although their noses were a little blue and their faces were swollen, they were only suffering some minor injuries outside the skin. Not to mention hurting muscles and bones, even seeing blood is rare.

It seems that although this Uncle Su Ru Su suddenly made this thunderous power somehow, he still cared about the feelings of the same family after all, and did not make a ruthless move, otherwise he would have said that "that woman is really powerful" when those elders talked in the past. These fellow disciples are afraid that they will suffer even more.

It's just that Rao is like this, Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly cooled. But it was Su Ru's gaze that finally fell on him.

Xiao Yicai laughed dryly, took a step, bowed, and at the same time secretly glanced at the dark green fairy sword in Su Ru's hand, and said, "This ...... Why is Uncle Su so free today, and he came to our Tongtian Peak. ”

Su Ru looked at Xiao Yicai coldly. snorted coldly, didn't pay attention to Xiao Yicai's question at all, and didn't mean to return the salute to Xiao Yicai, he still stood there arrogantly, with a frosty face. Han said in a cold voice: "Don't talk nonsense, you call Dao Xuan out for me!" ”

As soon as these words came out, nearly a hundred disciples of Tongtian Peak in the Yuqing Hall were in a commotion.

Xiao Yicai's face also changed, he was stunned for a while, and said, "Uncle Su, is something wrong?" The old man has been in retreat! By the way, Uncle Tian! Why didn't he come with you? ”

It was okay for him not to mention Tian Buyi, as soon as he said this, Su Ru's face changed, and the expression on his face changed, including three points of sadness, three points of anxiety, and even three points of anger and a trace of cold killing intent.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a burst of rich floral fragrance actually came from this Yuqing Palace-this fragrance was strong, but it faintly revealed a cold and murderous aura, which made people chill. Everyone was taken aback, and then found that the fragrance actually came from the somewhat weird dark green fairy sword in Su Ru's hand, only to see that Su Ru's five fingers holding the sword were pale, and the slender knuckles were even more bloodless because of the force.

Such an outstanding and elusive fairy sword, in the hands of Su Ru, a woman who usually seems gentle and submissive, did not have the slightest feeling of being out of place, but rather a scene like a tiger with wings and even more murderous intentions.

Xiao Yicai subconsciously took a step back, his scalp was numb, but he didn't know where he said the wrong thing, but this was still his elder uncle, and her husband Tian Buyi was the head of the high-ranking and powerful Dazhu Peak in Qingyunmen, and he was not something to offend in any case.

It stands to reason that Su Ru has already made a big mistake by trespassing on the Yuqing Palace this time, but looking at Su Ru's appearance, there is the slightest hint of fear, and it is clear that he not only wants to make trouble, but also makes a big deal.

In the weird and low roar of the dark green fairy sword, Su Ru looked at Xiao Yicai and said coldly, word by word: "Call Dao Xuan to come out, I want to ask him well, what will happen to him?" ”

Xiao Yicai's body shook violently, and he suddenly raised his head, and everyone in the Yuqing Hall was instantly silent.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the back hall, and an old voice came from afar: "Senior Sister Su, is it not easy for Senior Brother to have something wrong?" If you have something to say, let's say it well, everyone is under the Qingyun Sect, you must not mess around! ”

As the words spoke, I saw several old men coming out of the back hall, one of them was black, the other was white, and at the same time they had white beards. It's just that the old voice was made by the old man with darker hair, as for the white-bearded elder, it was Elder Fan who had been a martial arts judge when Zhang Xiaofan was still in the Seven Veins on Qingyun Mountain. (To be continued......)