Chapter 351, Face

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhou Xian retreated without delay, leaving Zhang Xiaofan, who was stunned, stood in place in a daze, not knowing what to do. And Xiaohuan also smiled at him, and quickly grabbed the sugar gourd in his hand and left.

After walking a few steps quickly, he found a thick tree, the old man and the little girl hid at the same time, turned around and poked out a little head to look at Zhang Xiaofan, only to see that the young man seemed to be still stunned in place and did not ease up, and then he finally felt at ease - it was already the middle of the moon at this time, and the forest outside the ancient road was not big, but it was still difficult to find two people.

"Hehe, I got another four taels of silver." The old man suddenly changed his demeanor, took out the silver in his waist and looked at it carefully, he couldn't stop laughing, but the little girl's face was calm, she glanced at him, and said, "Grandpa, why do you look like this again?" ”

The old man smiled, put away the silver, and smiled at his granddaughter: "Xiaohuan, I really didn't give birth to your granddaughter in vain, I am not yet ten years old, and I can actually see the first half of a person's life. ”

The little girl named Xiaohuan snorted and said, "What's so difficult to understand about those superficial photo books, it's obviously grandpa, you don't have to work hard in the past, but you're embarrassed to say it!" ”

It turned out that the grandfather and grandson, but the one who really had the ability was the little girl, who understood Zhang Xiaofan's life statue a little, and took the time to sue her grandfather.

The old man obviously doted on this granddaughter very much, and she didn't care about it, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the photo books that grandpa showed you, 'Numerology Nine Calculations' and 'Jade Pillar Physiognomy', which are all handed down by our ancestor Qingyunzi, that is, you are talented and intelligent, and you have a unique talent for this physiognomy." It's an ordinary person, hehe, like my grandfather and me, I don't know what's going on after watching it for a lifetime! ”

Xiaohuan took a bite of him, turned his head, but saw that Zhang Xiaofan had already disappeared. He turned around and said, "Then what did you just say about his difficult future, and what is going on?" ”

The old man laughed and said, "Naturally, I lied to him, but you see what his future looks like, but what is the real disaster?" ”

Xiaohuan shook his head and said, "I only understand the 'afterlife', and as for the 'afterlife', it only touches the fur, so I can't say!" ”

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, the past life is a certain number. It can't be changed, it looks good; The future is an unknown and uncertain number in the future, and it is the highest level of my physiognomy study, how can it be so easy. ”

Xiaohuan shrugged his shoulders, walked forward with his grandfather, and said, "But as far as I know, looking at that person, the numerology seems to be very weird, and it is the most difficult to calculate the number of lives recorded in the photo book - 'Chaotic Demon Life'. This is extremely rare. ”

"Regardless of him, the money is in hand anyway. Come, grandpa will take you to eat..."

"Cut... By the way, grandpa, just now you mentioned Patriarch Qingyunzi, don't you often say that we and Qingyunmen are of the same lineage, why don't you recognize your relatives. With the status of Qingyunmen today, plus your seniority, you can't eat and drink spicy food, you can choose? ”

"Shhh Seeing that no one was paying attention, he put his mind at ease and whispered, "Little girl, what do you know, Qingyunmen is now a world-famous cultivator, but what we know is only a little physiognomy of the original Qingyunzi patriarch, and I am afraid that I will be regarded as a fraudster and locked up on Qingyun Mountain for one or two hundred years, and I may not say it,"

He smiled faintly, and his expression actually appeared again with the temperament of the crane bone fairy when he talked to Zhang Xiaofan just now, and said: "How can I be the kind of person who tends to be inflammatory!" ”

Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Grandpa, I didn't expect you to have this kind of backbone, it's really difficult..."

As soon as he said this, Zhou Xian's face suddenly became bitter. Xiaohuan's granddaughter is good at everything, but she is too smart, and she poked him in the sore spot all of a sudden... If it is said that Qingyun Mountain will not recognize his relatives, in fact, it is really not that Zhou Zhou Xian does not dare, but he is unwilling, then the favor that Liuying once promised him, he really has no intention of asking for it at all.

To put it mildly, who else in the world knows better than him what the Shadow can do? For this kind of ruthless character who has dominated the world thousands of years ago, stained with countless blood, and is both good and evil, he is not willing to provoke lightly... Even if the other party wants to return him a favor!

Time will not pass in vain, for Zhou Zhou Xian, although he has never reached the top of the common people, his experience in this life is definitely no worse than anyone else. Through the ages, many things cannot be determined by their original intentions, and in the end, the will of God cannot be disobeyed. Don't say that it is an ordinary person like him and Xiaohuan, even if he can really have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, what about the method of reversing the world?

Black heart, green leaves... Even the shadow themselves, they are invincible and invincible in the legends of future generations, but who knows how much they have lost and how much they have missed in the real history that has been submerged... And how much was hurt?

Therefore, if you are not prepared to lose the consciousness of a qiē, don't take it lightly to get close to these living legends, because the more you get involved in the center of the legend, the more you will be crushed.

"What do you know about a child... That guy is not a normal person at all, so even if we meet in the future, don't say hello, you know? ”

Zhou Zhou Xian taught earnestly, Xiaohuan was even more curious, she took out the jade piece that Zhou Zhou Xian regarded as a treasure from her arms, and waved it in front of her casually.

"Grandpa, in that case, why do we still have to come here according to what we say?"

Xiaohuan had just taken the "Chengtian Jade Book" that he got from Liuying that day, and Zhou Zhou Xian immediately took it over in a hurry-just kidding, Xiaohuan was dangling this thing just now, if it was accidentally broken, the old man would have to feel distressed for decades!

Ahem... Although he said before that he wanted to keep his distance, how could Zhou Zhou Xian refuse this kind of benefit that has been sent to the door? Besides, the record in this Chengtian jade book is not a dispensable big road goods! Even compared to the secret books of the exercises that each sect and faction treasured, it is not bad at all!

"You don't care about this, as long as you promise your grandfather to learn the spells recorded here, in the future. Grandpa will rely on you to support his old age! ”

This small piece of jade, but Liuying himself wrote, which recorded all the strange spells passed down from generation to generation by the fox clan, if it was placed thousands of years ago, he would not dare to accept this thing if he killed Zhou Xian... After all, once the news leaks, he understands the truth that the husband is not guilty and guilty. But this is no longer the case. Time flies, and in today's world, everyone has long forgotten all the wonderful heavens, forgotten the demonic and once-illustrious ones, not to mention the secret treasures of the fox clan - of course, there is no record of exercises such as inviting the moon to use the void in this Chengtian jade book, but only the spells within the fox clan.

But it just so happens that Xiaohuan is a genius who learns magic, and this kind of good thing that is rare in a thousand years can be encountered. Nature can't be let go.

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhou Xian regained the appearance of the old god before, shaking his head, obviously very proud.

"Xiaohuan, as long as you learn the ability of Sancheng in the Chengtian Jade Book, we will not be afraid of those half-hung cultivators in the future~"

After speaking, he took the jade book into his arms, turned around and pulled Xiaohuan step by step towards the destination this time. Their goal is also the ancient road. It's just the entrance to find, but it's different from Zhang Xiaofan.

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The other side. Although Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a while, he finally came to his senses, and he could only take Zhou Xian's instructions to heart, and secretly cheered up, but it was impossible for him to turn back immediately.

Mo said that the disciples of Qingyunmen have always taken it as their responsibility to kill demons and eliminate demons, and since they have already promised the residents of Xiaochi Town. Naturally, the things that are faithful to people are stones and ... and Baguio's current safety made him feel at ease. After thinking for a moment, he could only set up the magic weapon, groped for the direction, and touched the entrance of the passage just now...

It's just that he didn't expect it. This time, he was going in the wrong direction.

Maybe it was just blown away by the gust of wind and sand, or maybe it was because Zhou Zhouxian's fortune had a subtle effect, maybe... This qiē was all fate, Zhang Xiaofan did not advance towards the northernmost passage after setting up the Soul Eater Rod, but rushed all the way to the southernmost passage.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan has not yet realized that after all the experiences in the Necromantic Abyss and the Dripping Blood Cave, some unforeseen changes are slowly happening in his body, and when this change finally blooms, what kind of waves will it set off?

The moonlight, swallowing his back, leaving no aftertaste...

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"It's you!"

There is hatred in Liuying's words, but there seems to be a little helpless...

In today's situation, he has been tricked!

Or rather, from the very beginning, he simply thought in the wrong direction ... Looking at Yun Yilan, who was seriously injured and dying in front of her, but still had a hideous smile, Liuying gritted her teeth, but she was helpless.

"I should have expected that in this world, how could there be a way to trap you."

The voice of the flowing shadow almost poured out from between his teeth, and on the other hand, Yun Yilan, who had just torn his family elder to pieces, laughed extremely happily!

Standing in the distance, he was far away from the Flowing Shadow, and he opened his hands, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world into his arms. He raised his head wildly and laughed loudly at the inky sky, as if even the moonlight had dimmed a lot at this moment...

Around, the other elders of the Incense Valley had already lost their bearings.

Everything that happened tonight exceeded their expectations and their tolerance. Up to now, this group of masters who have cultivated well and are also standing on people on weekdays are at a loss, and they don't know how to get better-the demon is strong, and the valley lord is crazy, is it true that the incense valley is exhausted?

"Yes, you should have thought about it a long time ago, but unfortunately, you still understood it too late!"

At this moment, Yun Yilan's voice is no longer as loud and decent as before, the hoarse and sharp tone of the voice is human, closer to some kind of terrifying demon, but in the eyes of everyone, he is... Or at least, it's still Yun Yilan's skin.

Suddenly, in front of everyone's eyes, Yun Yilan actually stretched out his right hand and reached into the place where his left shoulder had just been pierced by the sword light of the flowing shadow, the lingering and squeezing sound of flesh and blood made people chill, but he himself seemed to have no pain, and always maintained that weird smile.

"Such a strict zhòng injury... Tsk, the Taixuan Sword Sutra really lives up to its reputation, and your tricks are even sharper and more terrifying than back then... It's a pity, it seems that the Incense Valley is going to lose a talented valley master! ”

Take your eyes off your own blood-stained hands. He grinned and redirected the direction of the Shadow.

"And you, I'm afraid, will not be able to escape this catastrophe... Rest assured, this is just the beginning, and the thousand-year-old debt will not make it so easy for you to pay off. ”

"No more nonsense!"

The long sword was drawn, and it was urged with all its might. There was no hesitation between the attack and defense of the Flowing Shadow, and at some point, the Moxue Divine Sword swung out of monstrous ink in his hand, as if the heavens and the earth were all in the picture, and the only thing that could be painted in this long scroll was the incomparably sharp Divine Sword itself!

Silent, formless, and shadowless, but as long as it appeared in front of him, it could never escape his control, between breaths. Danqing outlined, raised his hand for a moment, and splashed mountains and rivers. Everything you see is black and white.

The top style of the Taixuan Sword Sutra - Ink and Wash Garan!

Heaven and earth are in the painting, and all things are wasted. For a while, the sun, moon and stars turned into a foil, and the tide and waves were just laughing and talking, the only one that continued to shine. There was only the sword that constantly exuded a heavy ink, and the white-clothed figure that was enough to decide life and death.

Chop.

In a completely still space. Who can resist this god-like authority, and who dares to provoke in front of them and raise their swords to fight?

In the blink of an eye, it is also eternal...

When everyone came back to their senses again, the ink snow in the hand of the lingering photo was still faintly pointing in the direction of Yun Yilan. And on the latter's face, some kind of extremely distorted expression has already appeared... The life that was extremely painful and sad to the extreme, finally bloomed, and after that terrible roar, the body belonging to Yun Yilan finally really fell from mid-air. And the one who confronted the Flowing Shadow had already become the dark figure shrouded in robes.

At this moment, the Incense Valley, which had been high above and boasted of being the authentic of the world, was silent, as if it had been grabbed by a terrible big hand - I am afraid that even in the most ridiculous dreams, these elders would never have imagined that one day, they would witness such a terrible scene with their own eyes. Right in front of them, from the body of the valley lord Yun Yilan, the figure formed by the condensation of a cloud of black smoke appeared in front of everyone.

He wears a high hood that makes it impossible to see his eyebrows. However, the cold aura that leaked from time to time was still able to make cultivators feel his terribleness. The man in black who suddenly appeared in front of them like a ghost was actually hidden in Yun Yilan's body all the time, and he didn't even show any flaws...

So, how long did he hide in the Valley of Incense?

A year? Two years? Decade?

Or... Yun Yilan's identity is simply the other party's creation out of thin air, and even a qiē action in the Incense Valley is just to achieve this monster's own purpose!?

This kind of speculation instantly made people feel creepy, after all, Yun Yilan, one of the three righteous path leaders in the world, had such an encounter, it was really incredible, elders, I didn't know what to do for a while.

"How did you get Yun Yilan's body?"

Lowering his voice, Liuying looked at the face that finally appeared in front of him, but a monstrous wave was set off in his heart... Although it has not yet been fully restored, even the most critical Sealing Stone Carving should still remain in a damaged state. But back then, the demon who almost single-handedly destroyed the world finally appeared in front of him again.

In the past thousand years, Liuying has always regretted that he had personally smashed the barrier that sealed this monster, and that he had finally taken a wrong step. Yes, for the person in front of him, Liuying has only hatred and anger in his heart.

"I've already said that this old fellow is indeed a very eloquent valley master..."The man in black paused, then chuckled lowly, his voice full of disdain and pleasure, "But it's a pity that he is too confident in his abilities. If he had imprisoned me in the Xuanhuo Altar all the time, exercising the power of the Heavenly Fire, I am afraid that he would not be so wolfish, but unfortunately, he thought that he already had a way to completely subdue me, and as a result... Haha, as you can see, it is this poor worm himself who has become a prisoner and is forever sealed in his own body! ”

"What did you say!?"

"Bold and wicked!"

As soon as the words fell, the people of Incense Valley, who had just calmed down, became excited again, but the protest and crusade had no effect on the black shadow in front of him at all, he just smiled, and then opened his arms, and the cold black wind suddenly poured out from his sleeve robe, hitting the two elders closest to him.

This sudden black wind, like his existence itself, is also very strange. It's unpredictable. Although it didn't seem to be too exaggerated, no matter how the elders in the Burning Incense Valley urged their true essence of life, the magic weapon in their hands did not react, and the black wind that they had been waiting for was blowing in their faces, and one of them finally narrowly avoided it at the last moment. And the other person didn't have such good luck, and in the blink of an eye, he was already hit head-on by the black wind, and he fell far away uncontrollably.

I only heard the sound of "boom", and the red-robed old man who was originally standing in the sky, as if he was an immortal, had been pressed into the hard ground, and he was full of bones, and he didn't know how many were intact, but from this side, it was obvious that he was already angry. There is less air intake ... It is unimaginable that the monks of the Liberation Realm, which was originally extremely precious and powerful, would be so vulnerable in the forbidden land of the Burning Incense Valley tonight.

In front of the Flowing Shadow, they were like ants without the power to resist, and in front of the mysterious man in black who appeared later, they were no better. It's just a photo, and one person has already been lost. And the rest. Naturally, I won't stand here stupidly anymore. The suffocating atmosphere had already made them endure to the limit, and since they were destined to be no match for any of them, even if they continued to stay here, they would only be sent to death in vain.

At this moment, instinct finally made a decision instead of reason, and I don't know if it was that streamer that first went away from this killing field. In the blink of an eye, the originally ambitious Incense Valley masters, as long as they could still move, ran away... Under the bleak moonlight, only the flowing shadow and the man in black in front of him remained. Still silently opposed.

"Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Mo Xue Guanghan, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been shocked by the brilliance on the Flowing Shadow Sword at this moment, but this time, to the man in black in front of him, this terrifying divine sword did not seem to be a threat to him at all.

Under the rendering of the night wind, Fang Cai's raised hands were slowly lowered, and the pale skin was a little illusory, as if his entire existence was swaying with the night.

Yes, how could he be afraid of being killed by the Flowing Shadow? Because now, he hasn't really been "resurrected"! He is far from the giant who was enough to overwhelm the common people and even hold the heavens and the earth a thousand years ago... Of course, a full thousand years have passed, and although he doesn't care about continuing to wait, that opportunity is actually close at hand.

"The sword intent is good."

He opened his mouth to praise, but his tone was full of mockery

"It's just a pity that Zhuxian is no longer in your hands."

"Without Zhu Xian, I can kill you as well!"

"Oh?"

He seemed to have finally gained some interest, and when he raised his head slightly, he could still see only a short bearded chin and the slightly curled corners of his mouth in the moonlight.

He raised his hand and stroked it to his chest... In the center-to-left position, in front of the atrium, there is no beating sensation there. It's just because, a thousand years ago, when he was about to annex the world, a divine sword was deeply inserted here, ending his dream and ending all the qiē. As a result, human beings can continue to live for a long time, and can continue to brazenly enjoy the beauty of the world.

As far as he is concerned, he will never forget the divine sword called Zhu Xian, and he will never underestimate any opponent again, but he is extremely sure that the flowing shadow in white in front of him will definitely not be able to kill him.

Shaking his head, his tone was cold, as if he was stating an unchangeable truth

"No, even if you hold the Immortal in your hand, you will definitely not be able to do it."

Unconsciously... The high-pitched, hoarse voice changed again, and this time, the constantly changing voice began to gradually approach the image of a memory.

It's just that for Liuying at this moment, no words can calm the anger in his heart, and the Moxue Sword, which has not been wielded for thousands of years, has been amazed several times in the Incense Valley tonight, and this time, in the face of an old enemy, Liuying will naturally not be soft.

Out of the sword.

The blade of the sword is sharp, breaking through the void.

The flowing shadow that rose up did not hesitate at all, and the sharp edge also brought up a terrifying wind blade, and swooped straight towards the opponent... Finally, the black hood slipped slightly, and what had been hidden under the hood was a familiar face...

A long, long time ago, when he first came to this world, it was this person who brought him to the Wonderful Heavens, and after that, no matter what happened, for his thoughts, for his guilt, Liuying never forgot jì.

Gentle eyebrows, a high nose, and that smiling face with a little cynicism, and, that short scum...

Yes, and to whom can this face belong but the old fox? (To be continued......)