The multicolored pillars of light rising from the Hall of Stars scattered the dark clouds in the sky, and the clouds saw the imperial capital in the future, and the goose feather snow slowly disappeared. The unwitting people thought that it was a magnificent deed done by the Star Officials to keep the capital away from the terrible snow disaster.

The warm sunshine once again came to the earth, kissing people's smiling faces.

In the tomb of the ancient gods of Zuichuan, a child with a belly pocket whispered: "Is my wife responsible for causing trouble, and my husband is responsible for cleaning up the mess?" Poor little doll, although she has escaped the wheel of fate for the time being, whether she can return to this world again depends on the will of God. ”

Xuan Tong looked at the colorful heavenly pillar in the distance, turned over, and lay lazily next to the Five Aggregate Talisman Monument, playfully looking at the three-wisp long-haired man wearing a blue Taoist robe beside him.

"Dao Jian, why don't you speak?"

"I don't want to pay attention to you. ”

"Oh, that hurts people's hearts. You don't learn to learn how to be more empathetic. deliberately broke Mo Qiuhuai's heart, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back, and he didn't want the people he cared about the most to worry about him. ”

Dao Jian's straight body shifted slightly, and the scabbard behind him trembled, emitting a subtle soft sound.

"Xuantong, I have to say that you are right. The multicolored pillars of light in the Hall of Stars not only eliminated the heavy snow brought by the sand in the world, but also made the yellow flowers and three falls have a slight resonance. ”

Xuantong turned over again, straightened his little red belly pocket, and said: "The opening of the underground palace is not in vain for your foolish behavior in front of Gong Weijin many years ago, by the way, your precious apprentice seems to have returned home." ”

Dao Jian sneered and said, "Home, it is not his home, it is a cage that traps his hatred. Fate plays tricks on people, but I didn't expect that the baby I saved many years ago turned out to be Huang Thirteen thousands of years ago! If I had known about it a long time ago, I would have thrown him directly into the stinky ditch and left to fend for himself. ”

Xuan Tong laughed and said, "What a ruthless heart!"

Dao Jian rolled up his sleeves, and a cloud flew out of his cuffs.

Xuan Tong's eyes instantly flared, and he said: "Astragalus is really good to you, I got you such an interesting thing, although the control of the wings is strong, but when you are in a hurry, it is still this cloud that can come." To be able to create such an awesome weapon, should it be said that he is worthy of being the master of the ghost market?"

Thousands of miles of clouds, the craftsman's weapon.

In an instant, it can fly 18,000 miles.

Dao Jian's legs were frivolous, stepping into the air and climbing the wind, standing steadily in the clouds.

Yunzai Dao Sword, after a whistling wind, disappeared from Xuantong's sight in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Tong muttered to himself: "Speaking ruthless words, it seems that Huang Thirteen is still at ease in his heart? After all, after many years of master-apprentice relationship, no matter how hard the heart is, there is always a weakness. ”

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Emperor Zhou Yu's Palace, the royal back garden.

The garden was originally a place for women to play and relax, but today it welcomed an uninvited guest, a richly dressed black-haired man with a high crown on his head, carrying a wooden sword, waving, cutting down those beautiful cherry blossoms, setting off his handsome and delicate face.

The women who dodged and peeked in the distance screamed and shouted and cheered for the beautiful men, so it was not lively.

Suddenly, they saw an old monk in a red robe in the distance, and the ladies knew that they could not stay here any longer, so they dispersed in a hurry, leaving a young man and a monk.

"Confession and non-rest, meet His Highness the Thirteenth. ”

The old monk twisted the Buddha beads in one hand, put the other hand on his chest, and bowed slightly.

His Royal Highness Thirteen returned the salute as if he was repentant, and the wooden sword in his hand flew out and fell into the water of the gurgling stream, washing away the dust on the sword's body.

The two didn't speak, just exchanged looks, and went to Qingcheng Mountain together for a long time.

His Royal Highness the Thirteenth in a yellow shirt,

transformed into Huang Thirteen.

In the sky above Qingcheng Mountain, there are two people with wings, standing firmly in the air.

Huang Shisan opened his mouth and said, "Master, don't you have a convenient place to talk in Qingcheng Mountain?"

Confession Wuxiu shook his head and said: "The sky is the safest place, and I don't have the silent babe in your mouth." Even if there is, that thing is just a treasure, and there is no guarantee that it will be foolproof. What's more, Qingcheng Mountain was originally a mansion given to me by your father, and although we are both Qiyao, we have our own thoughts, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not put his people in it. ”

"Master, I hope that when you mention the old thief Huiming in front of me, you will not use the title of 'your father'. ”

"But you have his blood in you. ”

"I'm ashamed of the blood!"

"Okay, let's not mention it. I asked you to spy on the boy with the scroll behind him, what was the result?"

Huang Shisan scratched his cheeks and yawned, "That's it, that kid's original name was Mo Qiuhuai, his pseudonym was Mo Wait, and he used to be a heaven-level apprentice in Zangxu Mansion. When he woke up halfway, he detected the physique of waste wood, but it didn't take long for him to become a genius again!"

Confession Wuxiu shook his head and said, "I'm not asking about this, I'm asking if he is a member of the Seven Sages of Takeyin?"

Huang Shisan smiled: "No, I just wanted to tell you, this kid is very weird, a star picking realm master, actually killed the famous Sirius." No matter what I thought, it didn't feel right. Recently, he has had a conflict with Zhuyin and started a new sect, it seems that he has his own ambitions. ”

Confessional nodded, and a smile flashed across his lips when he heard the news of Sirius' death.

"I know for the teacher. Since he is not from Takekure, and he is ambitious, maybe we can woo him. ”

Huang Shisan raised an eyebrow, thinking that his master was stupid, Mo Qiuhuai had killed two masters in Qiyao one after another, and he actually wanted to win him over, dreaming, right?

Although I know that Confession Wuxiu is not really doing things for "Xuan", but the minimum principle must still be there, right? "Xuan" that guy, I heard Confession Wuxiu mention that this person's current realm can give full play to the strength of the peak of the Guiyuan Realm.

Confession Wuxiu opened his mouth, and Huang Shisan only planned to listen, not to question and refute.

Confession Wuxiu said: "Very good, the heavy snow has stopped, I think it will not be long before the Xingluo Dajiao Festival will start, so prepare with peace of mind." Hui Ming knows that although you are his son, he also knows that you are not very loyal to him, so he will not fight for this place for you, so everything depends on himself. As for that Mo Qiuhuai, you don't have to worry, you will personally take care of him for the teacher. ”

Huang Shisan spread out his hands and said speechlessly, "I said Master, you don't plan to kill him, do you?"

Confession Wuxiu shook his head and said, "I will make a condition that he can't refuse, if he can't win over, he has to ......."

Confession Wuxiu didn't finish speaking, but just sneered twice.

Huang Shisan smiled perfunctorily, but he began to worry a little about Mo Qiuhuai in his heart.

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In the dim dungeon, there was a coquettish shout.

"Brother Qiu Huai, where do you put your hand?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought there were two steamed buns in the dungeon. ”

A slap in the face rang out.

"Woo, junior sister, I was wrong, don't hit me. ”

"Who told you to play a hooligan, you deserve it!"

"I can't blame all of this, it's dark here, and it's not even bright, so I'm panicking for a while, and I want to find a sense of security. ”

"Excuse, don't you have an ever-bright lamp? I heard that you relied on that to illuminate the night when the sword mound was dark?"

"I used it, but it didn't work! And the glowing fish Luo is in the painting, and now the painting can't be used, huh...... My face hurts...... Boom ......"

"Oh, your sister!"

"Alas, I originally thought that your personality had changed, but I didn't expect it to be the same as the first time you met on the Kunyi Cloud Boat, no different from a shrew!"

"The first time we met was in Boshan Town, and I was obviously a little lady at that time!"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

After a long time, in the darkness where the five fingers could not be seen, the lonely man and widow held hands, felt the temperature of each other, and slowly calmed their panicked hearts.

"Brother Qiu Huai, are you there?"

"In. ”

"Let's ...... What to do...... Didn't Master say that you are a person of destiny? Since you are the person who the old palace master said, there should be a way to make the underground palace light up. ”

Mo Qiuhuai thought for a moment and shouted, "Master...... Master...... Are you there?"

No response.

The two men were silent.

Mo Qiuhuai subconsciously touched the ground, it was smooth and dry.

Generally, this kind of feel only exists in luxuriously decorated houses, and the outdoor ground is mostly paved with large rough stone slabs or turf, and if you are a little lazy, it is a more uneven layer of dirt and dust roads.

In the quiet darkness, there was the sound of footsteps.

It's slow and light, but it's extremely smooth and rhythmic.

Mo Qiuhuai and Qing Luchen pricked up their ears, and the hands they were holding were nervously clasped together, and their palms were sweaty.

Now that even the human spirit is not moving, and the Yan device can't be used, Mom, what should I do if it is swollen?

The footsteps of the key man were getting closer, closer and closer, clearly coming in his own direction.

"Ahhhhh......h

When the footsteps came to him, Mo Qiuhuai and Qing Luchen jumped up, pounced on the unknown person in front of them, and beat them fatly.

Seeing that the man seemed to have fallen to the ground, the two felt that there was a play, so they stepped on it for a while.

"Hey, it hurts, you two white-eyed wolves, are you going to trample to death as a teacher?"

"Huh?" Mo Qiuhuai and Qing Luchen heard Master Mo's voice, and their movements suddenly stopped.

A coral-shaped lamp suddenly lit up a bright snow-white flame, illuminating the entire palace as bright as day. The coral lamp in the sky is like a white sun, a brilliant fire, and a sense of holiness.

The ink master who looked like he was beaten into a pig's head looked at Mo Qiuhuai and Qing Luchen with apologetic faces.

There were still people in red robes floating in the air on the side, wearing red skull masks, and a pair of dark eyes full of smiles.

The red robe spoke: "It's been a long time, Brother Mo." ”

This voice has a bit of vicissitudes, and Mo Qiuhuai has no impression of such a distinctive voice. Could it be that he is a person like "yellow" in Kunlun Mountain, and he keeps saying that he knows himself.

Master Mo got up, rubbed his face, and said, "You better take off your mask." ”

The mask was removed, revealing a serious face, a shallow scar across the right eye, but the eyes were normal, not like they had been hurt.

He looks like he is in his forties, with a mustache.

"Forehead ......"

At this time, Mo Qiuhuai felt even more embarrassed than leaving his own master, and muttered, "Who are you?"

"I've changed my voice in the ghost market, so naturally you can't hear it. To be honest, when I saw you at the auction, I wanted to say hello to you, but I endured it. ”

Mo Qiuhuai covered his mouth, as if he was trying to think.

The ink master was worried about the IQ of his apprentice, so he opened his mouth and prompted: "This person is the auctioneer Wanbao Lingyan. That is, he is ......"

Mo Qiuhuai exclaimed: "The chief disciple of the Five Poisons Palace, Qin Ming!"

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