Chapter Ninety-Three: Tearing Through the Light of Hypocrisy

Before the hour, the genius was hazy and bright, and outside the school palace on the top of Yaqi Mountain, more than 100 white-robed Confucian students stood with their hands in their hands.

"Two. Ning Zhumang carried Su Mu'an as if he was asleep, and looked at Mo Chenzi and Yuan Guilong beside him.

"Brother Ning doesn't need to say much. Yuan Guilong waved his hand, "You and I are both people over half a hundred years old, and there are gatherings and dispersions in the world, as well as joys and sorrows, which is not enough." ”

Ning Zhumang's body shook slightly when he heard this, and after a long time, he bowed deeply to the two of them.

"The two of you... Ning kept it in mind, if this trip is profitable..."

"The two of you must remember to come to Ning, and talk about wine at that time. ”

"If it is unfavorable, Ning is fortunate enough to ascend to the realm of immortals, and he will do it again!"

After saying this, Ning Zhumang no longer hesitated, he took a deep last look at the two people in front of him, carried the young man on his back, jumped into the sea of clouds on the mountainside.

Wait until Ning Zhumang's back disappears from everyone's eyes.

At this time, one of the hundred white-robed Confucian scholars stepped forward, walked up to Yuan Guilong, bowed to him, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

When he asked this, Confucian had a warm smile on his face, just like the sun slowly rising in the distant mountain col.

"Please lead the way, sir. Yuan Guilong also respectfully returned the salute to the Confucian student.

Suddenly, the smile on Confucian Sheng's face collapsed in an instant, and it was replaced by a bitter cold like a harsh winter.

"Please. He stretched out his hand and spoke, and a hundred Confucian scholars lined up behind him, making way for him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi walked along this road, and the black-robed man behind him hesitated slightly and followed.

......

They walked to the gate of the Taiyin Palace.

As before, the palace gate of the Taiyin Palace slowly opened.

The sun rose at that time, and under the sunlight, the white Taiyin Palace emitted an intoxicating white light.

Passing through the courtyard with palace walls, Yuan Guilong and the three of them came to the big hall called Fenglai Pavilion in Taiyin Palace.

An old man in white sat in the main hall of the Taiyin Palace.

His wide white robe covered the white jade floor beneath his feet.

Sunlight poured down from the windows on both sides of the main hall, reflecting dappled spots of light in the room.

"Won't you two go?" the old man lowered his head, and his long snow-white hair fell down in front of his forehead, looking a little messy.

His hoarse, dry voice echoed through the silent hall for a long time.

Mo Chenzi and Yuan Guilong glanced at each other, and the look in their eyes suddenly turned cold.

Zheng!

Clang!

With two clear sounds, the sword and sword were unsheathed at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man behind him retreated very consciously.

"That's a shame. ”

The old man muttered to himself.

His head slowly lifted to look at the two of them.

A divine light gradually lit up in his cloudy eyes, and his body slowly stood up.

The sun seemed to dim at that point.

The spots of light that shone through the windows in the hall were extinguished one after the other like candles.

The sunlight fell on the sky above the Taiyin Palace, as if something blocked it, so that he could not shine in.

And the wide white robe on the old man's body also spread from top to bottom at that time, and its speed was extremely fast, and the whole white robe was soaked into black in an instant.

But it didn't stop there, the black poured down from his robes, and spread like ripples along the white jade floor, gradually soaking the white hall, and then spreading until it enveloped the entire Taiyin Palace.

The wrinkles on the old man's face began to reced, and a face that was unimaginably handsome appeared.

His eyes began to turn scarlet as he looked at them, as if his lips were bloodstained at the moment.

He opened his mouth and whispered, "There are two more immortals missing in this world. ”

The cold breath spreads, and the spring moon and the sun shine at any time, but the Taiyin Palace is like a harsh winter, cold to the bone marrow.

The two people with swords in their hands did not hesitate for a moment, and made a brazen attack at that time.

One person's knife is like a dragon, and the knife is full of strength.

One person stepped on the lotus, and the sword was like a glow.

They are like the only starlight in this infinite darkness, dazzling and bright, yet humble and small.

But at the same time, he rushed to the source of darkness without hesitation.

......

Ning Zhumang could clearly feel that the world behind him was undergoing some earth-shaking changes.

But he couldn't turn back.

He knew that if he turned back, perhaps some of his sacrifices would be in vain.

And he was not willing to live up to such sacrifices.

He urged the true yuan around him, and the young man on this body walked forward quickly.

The way down the mountain is very smooth, there are no obstacles.

With his cultivation in the Great Yan Realm, coupled with his all-out hurriedness, he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain in just half an hour.

The black stuff spreads from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

The once lush mountains and forests now seem to have been cut out of this world, shrouded in endless darkness. Even when he came to the foot of the mountain, Ning Zhumang still did not escape from this darkness.

He took a deep breath, calmed his disorganized internal breath, and was about to take another step.

But at that time, the young man on his back let out a dream-like murmur, and then his eyes slowly opened.

"Uncle Ning... Where are we?" asked the newly awakened boy softly, as if he had not yet understood what was going on.

Ning Zhumang gritted his teeth and did not answer the young man's question, he walked quickly into the distance again.

The young man, who had not received a response, hesitated slightly, he turned his head to look behind him, the towering mountain peak was covered with black clouds, and the dark evil aura continued to linger on the top of the mountain, and the ground under his feet gradually turned into a strange black, faintly exuding a disgusting smell of rot. The young man suddenly came to his senses, he struggled to jump off Ning Zhumang's back, and said loudly: "Uncle Ning let me down, Master and Senior Mo are in danger!"

But the man below him seemed to have heard of his shout, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Su Mu'an's hand, and continued to walk forward quickly.

The boy panicked.

He didn't care about the other people who began to struggle frantically, Ning Zhumang was caught off guard, and as soon as the two of them were crooked, they fell to the ground, rolling all the way down the hillside, rolling out of a hundred zhang before stopping in a relatively flat corner.

And Su Mu'an, who stood up later, was even more embarrassed, and wanted to run towards the top of the mountain quickly.

Ning Zhumang naturally knew that it would be impossible for him to go to the top of the mountain with his cultivation, but now the changes in the Taiyin Palace were extremely strange, and no one could say what would happen to Su Mu'an if he went there so recklessly, so when he saw this, he hurriedly grabbed Su Mu'an.

"Mu An, you can't go!"

"Why?" the young man asked in confusion, his brows almost furrowed, and his expression extremely anxious.

"You're going to die! You can't help them. Ning Zhumang explained loudly, but he also felt pale when he said this.

"Then why do they have to go..."Su Mu'an became more and more confused, he couldn't understand why people who could live with good looks had to fight to the death.

At that moment, the expression on Ning Zhumang's face became miserable.

"For the true darkness of this world is always hidden under the light. ”

"There are those who can see him, but because of some tangible interests, they are willing to agree and live in the sunshine of hypocrisy. ”

"And there are some people who not only saw him, but are willing to risk everything that will never be recovered, but also to tear open the false light, and show the world what is behind the world..."

"Your master... The Ink Sword Immortal of the Sword Tomb... Unfortunately..."

"They're all such people..."