"We've finally met. ”

Jiang He looked at the palace in front of him, which Han Yunfeng called the "initiator" of ghosts and sorrows, and took a deep breath.

At the beginning, he had heard the Nameless Sword Ancestor mention it in the True Martial Realm, and he had also seen it in the latter's memory.

However, meeting in the true sense of the word must also begin in the present.

Ghost sorrow, this ominous palace was quite jealous and disgusted in Han Yunfeng's tone, but in fact, it was built extremely elegantly, antique, faintly surrounded by fairy clouds, and contained countless memories of the nameless sword ancestor.

It is built on top of this main peak, as if it is natural, making people feel that it is integrated with this main peak.

It can be seen from the decoration of this palace that the Changhe Sect once attached great importance to this mountain peak and built it drastically.

It's a pity that after the bad luck happened later, the Changhe Sect gave up on this mountain.

There is no way, there is almost only this one palace in the entire mountain, and the rest of the buildings are nothing more than foils, saying that the Changhe Sect does not pay attention to it, it is fake.

Although this palace occupies the entire mountain, it is not very big, but it has a small and exquisite feeling of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, the palace is now full of dust, covered with spider silk, overgrown with weeds, and even sparrows have made their homes in it.

"Squeak!" walked in, and there was a screeching sound on the floor, which was particularly terrifying.

In such an eerie atmosphere, the more timid people will be frightened and run away.

Especially after walking here, a "pop" sound sounded, and countless bats flew up, which added a bit of weird atmosphere to it.

"This place used to be one of the important places of the Changhe Sect, but unfortunately, it is now completely deserted. As the master of the Changhe Sect, Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion on the side.

Not only was Hall Master Mo sighing, but even Jiang He couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

Back then, when the path of cultivation was long, and the nameless old ghost had not yet achieved the name of the Sword Ancestor, and had not yet crisscrossed the nine heavens and ten earths, whenever he stopped cultivating and began to rest, he would play the jade flute here and chat to relieve his boredom.

When Jiang He was in the real martial arts world, he once mocked the music of the nameless old ghost, which made people want to laugh, and he would die if others asked for money.

If he doesn't learn kendo, he should learn the way of music, and if he fights with others, he will be killed in seconds at the first time.

There is no nameless sword ancestor in the world, only a nameless junior who was killed in seconds when he was just starting out, and there is a broken flute by his side.

At the beginning, the Nameless Sword Ancestor couldn't help but laugh out loud at such ridicule, and then quickly fell silent.

When Jiang He inquired, he learned that there was an unknown vicissitudes of the past.

During this period of time that Jiang He recalled, Hall Master Mo and Han Yunfeng quickly sorted out the inside and outside of the palace.

When they cleaned up, the palace suddenly became much brighter, and the gloomy atmosphere was swept away a lot.

Despite this, it is still a bit eerie and uncomfortable.

"Senior brother, let's clean up hastily first, how about you take a look first, why don't I find a few more people to come over and wipe it inside and out?"

Han Yunfeng reported to Jiang He after he and Mo Yu arranged all the necessary items for Jiang He.

Glancing at Mo Yu and Han Yunfeng's arrangement, Jiang He nodded, "It's okay, you don't need to call someone anymore, besides, I sleep in the hall, so I don't need to get a special room for me." ”

Speaking of this, Jiang He paused and tapped his finger on his head, "Also, you go and get me a jade flute, the sooner the better." ”

"Ah, Jade Flute, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Jiang He's words, Han Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

Under normal circumstances, most cultivators take guqin and guzheng as their beauty, and the dream of many sword cultivators is to carry a qin and a sword, find two or three red faces, and wander the world.

Others don't say it, people like senior brothers who need jade flutes are too different.

"If you want to go, you can go, and ask so much what to do?"

Jiang He raised his eyebrows, Han Yunfeng shrank his neck in fright, and he didn't know where he had made Jiang He unhappy.

Han Yunfeng was speechless, a little panicked, Jiang He saw this, and explained, "It's nothing, it's just that this place used to be a palace, and the scenery here is unique, if you can enjoy the moon and play music at night, what an interesting thing it is." ”。

After speaking, he sighed in his heart.

The old man is not there, who listens to the jade flute?

"Uh, okay. ”

Han Yunfeng couldn't help but whisper: "Senior brother, here is a ghost, but it will be haunted at night, you, you, are you still in the mood to play the flute?"

"Stinky boy, don't spoil my interest, go quickly!"

Jiang He's nose was almost crooked, he laughed and scolded, and was about to kick him, Han Yunfeng smiled, turned around and ran away.

As soon as he slipped away, there was no shadow, and Jiang He and Mo Yu shook their heads and smiled.

When Han Yunfeng's master and apprentice were in charge, Shen Qingyi, who came along, also seemed to pay special attention to this palace, she observed this palace carefully and carefully, and seemed not to let go of any detail.

At this time, Shen Qingyi was looking at the walls in the hall and was fascinated for a while.

Shen Qingyi's beautiful eyes flowed in anticipation, only to see that the surrounding walls were covered by a huge and incomparably long gorgeous picture scroll, the picture scroll was gorgeous and bright, and the whole body was made of Kunlun cold jade, after countless years of baptism, but there was no decay and fading.

Every pen on the mural has tiny lines that cannot be checked, and it can even be said that the entire picture scroll is made up of the intricate fine lines.

And these small lines, all of them are inscribed magic arrays, gathered together, if they are detonated, they can destroy the huge Changhe Sect in an instant!

Its power should not be underestimated!

In the entire hall, not only the surrounding walls are covered with this dense pattern, but the entire palace is covered up and down.

It's just that the color of this texture is very light and light, and if you don't pay attention to it, it's not easy to find it at all.

Shen Qingyi herself is a peerless genius, and she of the Holy Body and Holy Soul, no matter where she puts it, she is the proud daughter of the sky.

However, when she took a closer look at this pattern, she immediately felt that it was extraordinary.

A genius is like her, and a martial idiot is like her, and she studied it carefully in an instant, wanting to see through the mysteries.

However, when she carefully contemplated it, she found that this pattern was neither a spirit pattern nor a dao seal, but she always felt that there was an unspeakable mystery hidden in it.

This esoteric feeling, ethereal, seems to be able to perceive something.

But when you want to reach out and grab it, you can't catch anything.

"I don't see any mystery. ”

Jiang He walked up to her, smiled pleasantly, and said to Shen Qingyi, who was studying the pattern.

"Nope. Shen Qingyi shook his head.

Looking at the little man in front of him, who was even smaller than himself, and looking at his calm and confident demeanor, Shen Qingyi understood that the little bastard in front of him definitely knew what this was!

"Say, what is this?" Shen Qingyi asked curiously.

Shen Qingyi, as the proud daughter of the sky and a genius, has never been presumptuous, but after studying it for so long, she still can't understand the mystery of this pattern.

But at this time, Jiang He was confident, which made Shen Qingyi feel a little helpless.

The little bastard in front of him, is it really "mediocre qualifications"!

"This is the flute sound pattern, whenever there is a great supernatural person, playing the flute and singing music, with the harmony of the avenue, falling on the wall, it will form a specific pattern. ”

Jiang He looked at the dense lines and said softly.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to become particularly mysterious and profound.

At this time, Shen Qingyi felt that the little bastard in front of him seemed to be a different person.

In him, it seems that he has gone through countless vicissitudes, the ups and downs of the Dao Sea, and his demeanor is everywhere in the years.

"Mountains and rivers meet bosom friends, mountains and rivers are still there, where to find bosom friends?" Finally, the little man in front of him said such an inexplicable sentence.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help asking, "How do you know that this is the flute pattern, and what is the mystery contained in it?"

As a genius, Shen Qingyi has a stubborn temperament, but at this time, he is like a student who obediently listens to his husband's speech.

"The mystery in this is a story. ”

Jiang He said with a smile: "As for how I know, there is writing in the book, you just don't like to read, you must know that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, understand?"

“......”

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little speechless, the little man in front of her was really unpredictable.

As far as the flute in front of her is concerned, she is not presumptuous, she dares to say that her enlightenment is not necessarily weaker than any genius, but at a glance at the river in front of her, she is confident, this is simply a demon!

This made her wonder, is the little man in front of her still a person? Maybe it's the same as the legend, which old monster is reincarnated?

......

In the end, Mo Yu's master and apprentice all helped Jiang He clean up, and Han Yunfeng didn't know where to get a jade flute.

Jiang He stroked the jade flute with his palm and nodded, Han Yunfeng's nervous face relaxed at this time, and he smiled.

"Okay, let's all go back, I want to be alone for a while. In the end, Jiang He said to Hall Master Mo.

Han Yunfeng was nothing, and Mo Yu, as the hall master, as the person who supervised the face of the river, he shouldered the responsibility of protecting the river, and hesitated.

Then, Mo Yu said in a deep voice: "However, you are not safe here. ”

"If it's not safe here, it's even less safe elsewhere. ”

Jiang He smiled, and then instructed Hall Master Mo and said, "Your task is not to protect me, but to keep an eye on Xu Ran, you know?"

Hall Master Mo looked at Jiang He for a while, and finally nodded silently.

Although he said little, in fact, he still had a delicate heart, and when Jiang He told him so, he immediately understood what to do.

"You can go back too, I'll be here alone. In the end, Jiang He also let Shen Qingyi go back, here, he doesn't need Shen Qingyi's protection, and Shen Qingyi stays here, and it is not convenient for him to catch big fish.

In the end, Shen Qingyi and Han Yunfeng both left.

Here, only the rivers are left alone, alone.

Jiang He stayed in the palace, doing nothing, just sitting in the hall, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Soon, the sun was setting in the west, and night was gradually falling, and the entire main peak was shrouded in a gloomy night.

At this time, around the palace, there was no sound, and outside the mountain peaks, there was a faint sound of wolf howling.

Under such a night, the depths of the dense forest in a dark place seemed to become hideous.

It seems that here things are starting to change.

Looking around, it seems that there is an extremely dark evil aura coming out of the ground here, as if something ominous is about to rise up from the ground.

"Whew!" At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind in the palace.

Suddenly, the black fog appeared in the palace, and the strange life that made people tremble seemed to be really haunted!

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the palace, as if some evil ghost in the palace was hiding in the shadows and staring at the river.

Jiang He, who had been sitting cross-legged and closed-eyed, opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were sad and joyless, "I don't want to do anything with you, just ask one question, where is the jade flute!"

At this time, Jiang He had already picked up the jade flute that Han Yunfeng had prepared for him, placed it horizontally under his lips, and covered his fingers on the flute holes.

"Humph!"

Jiang He was only echoed by a snorting and chirping laughter, followed by the sound of bones grinding.

At this time, when Jiang He opened his eyes, there was no palace, and the surrounding scenery changed completely.

At this time, he was in the middle of a nameless wilderness, and as far as the eye could see, there were only endless mountains and bad waters.

What's even more terrifying is that at this time, a venerable white bone actually climbed up on the ground.

The white bone skeleton of an unknown number of years got up from the ground and walked towards the river with the broken sword of the remnant soldier.