The evil spectrum of the nine sons reappeared, and the boneless and the weeping mourner had to stop fighting and look at the people quite vigilantly. You must know that the two of them have never been recognized by the righteous path, and they are wicked people who kill them quickly.

"Who the hell are you, how dare you trespass into the Happy Valley of the Happy Boss!" asked the boneless first.

But the Nine Sons Evil Spectrum did not answer, and the palms of the two responded, mocking the wind and evil spectrum slapped the boneless and the crying mourners with one palm, and the negative one took the lives of the two children with one palm.

"My medicinal herbs, my heart and liver, you can't hurt my medicinal herbs!" Ignoring the ridicule of the wind, the bone-loving child quickly ran towards the two of Xiaoyu, waving the magic trick to resist the palm momentum, but unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the side of the two, he took the lead in the palm qi.

Blood is splashed, people are poured, and they enter the Yellow Spring.

"You, you, you actually killed the medicinal herbs I have cultivated for months with one palm, you, Gu'er will kill you. ”

The hard work of the past few days was destroyed, and the boneless lost his mind, and regardless of whether he was the enemy, he directly killed the nine sons.

"I can't help myself!" mocked the wind impatiently, and the grand palm power pressed again, and the bone-loving child was invincible, and his bones were shattered and died in an instant.

"It's rare to cry and mourn and escape. The negative evil spectrum seems to be asking whether to chase and kill.

Mocking Feng waved his hand and said: "Our mission is to kill people who turn against death, now that Feng Yuyi is dead, our mission is over, it's time to go back." ”

Mocking Wind turned to leave, and sighed helplessly, "In the end, you still haven't escaped." ”

Early the next morning, Happy Valley was still the same as before, poisonous weeds, snakes and insects outside the fence, and Yaohuaqi grass inside the fence, but the difference was that this time there were no living people, only dead people left.

Suddenly, a moon-white robe stepped in again, walked to the side of the boneless with broken bones, and said helplessly: "Senior brother, you have always been like this, doing everything for the so-called medicinal materials, and the master praised you for your persistence, thinking that only you can learn the trick of swallowing the sun and the evil spirit." But I never thought that you would die today for the sake of medicinal herbs. Haha, but that's fine, from now on, the master's codex belongs to me alone. ”

The person who came was the crying mourner who fled last night.

The weeping mourner squatted down and stretched out his hand to grope around the weeping mourner a few times, and finally took out a codex, flipped through it, and made sure that it was the handwriting of the happy old monster before getting up and wanting to leave.

But as soon as I walked to the entrance of the grass house, a different feeling spread throughout my heart. The crying mourner looked back and exclaimed, "Something is wrong!"

What did she see?

Last night, she clearly remembered that there should have been two medicinal herbs killed, but now why was there only one corpse here?

"With such a powerful palm technique, even a bone-loving child can't escape death, but the little medicinal herb boy can escape?"

"How is that possible?"

Crying and bereaving, this incident has become a mystery in her heart. But she didn't explore, got the codex, and now she is full of ambition, just waiting to restore her cultivation, Shangqing Pinghu Cuiwei Peak Xiaoliuyun Sect, decisive battle against Yuyangzi.

This Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak Xiaoliuyun Sect, what kind of sect is it?

It turned out that as early as the spring of the 200th year of the Great Yang Empire, the disciples of Prajna from the islands of the East Ocean invaded the borders of the empire. The imperial warriors are brave to kill the enemy, but the disciples are good at using the evil law, millions of soldiers are fighting and dying, and the coast of the East China Sea is ruined for a while, with thousands of dry bones and blood-stained rivers, like purgatory of heaven and earth, and the end is coming. For this reason, Emperor Wude Wenzong personally visited the Four Peak Sects and asked for assistance.

However, the four major sects had no intention of doing this at all, not only did they not meet with the Wude Wenzong, but they only sent some disciples to participate in the war. Therefore, the two sides fought for more than ten years. Later, Song Changfeng, a disciple of the Liuyun Sect of Ziwei Peak, gained the understanding of heaven and earth, created his own seven-star heavenly formula, and killed the leader of the disciples of Praruo, Blood Praruo, in one fell swoop, before completely ending the chaos of Prajna.

Song Changfeng saved the world and should have been rewarded by his master, but the Ziwei Peak Liuyun Sect expelled Song Changfeng from the master for no reason, and the world was puzzled, and Song Changfeng was also puzzled. Emperor Wude Wenzong remembered his exploits, and feared that the East Land would re-establish a cult and cause chaos in the Central Plains, so he led his ministers to invite Song Changfeng to establish a sect.

After several deliberations, Song Changfeng finally agreed to Wude Wenzong's request. So, in the beautiful land of the East China Sea, there is a faction on the Cuiwei Peak of Qingping Lake - Xiaoliuyun Sect.

The reason why it is called Xiaoliuyun Sect is because Song Changfeng is grateful for the cultivation of his master, so he took this name. Song Changfeng has worked hard for more than 80 years, and there has been no more cult invasion on the Dongyang Islands. At the right time, the East China Sea excavated soft gold and strange iron, and the Wude Wen Sect ordered people to cast the Seven Stars of the Strange Sword as the treasure of the Xiaoliuyun Sect.

Because of the full support of the empire, and because of the merits of the Prajna Rebellion, the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect soon became a well-known sect in the cultivation realm. Along with the reputation of the Qingxuan Sect, the Dongyue Sect and other thousand-year-old sects in the East China Sea area, they have been compared.

In the mid-spring of the 310th year of the empire, the Xiaoliuyun Sect opened the mountain gate again, including spiritual disciples. Countless heroes from all over the world rushed to it, and even the imperial family sent many descendants to come.

Cultivating the truth, caring about talent and chance. Just as the soldiers are not expensive, just as back then, Song Changfeng's army singled out the bloody Prajna, and the rebellion of Prajna was able to end, so the Xiaoliuyun Sect opened the mountain for only three days, and received no more than 100 disciples.

The first day of the opening of the mountain was the most lively, everyone had illusions, hoping to be able to worship the Xiaoliuyun Sect, but how many people in the world had the talent of cultivating the truth? What's more, there were countless cultivation sects, and those geniuses with good roots had already been included in the names of the four peak sects, so there were thousands of people who came on the first day, but the Xiaoliuyun Sect only accepted seventy-five people.

On the second day, the number of people was reduced by half, and those who had illusions no longer had any luck, and most of the more than 100 people who came were just to watch the fun. The Xiaoliuyun Sect only accepted twelve disciples, not even one-fifth of yesterday's.

By the third day, there were basically no one. After waiting for a day, only one or two people occasionally came over. The old man looked at it and shook his hand helplessly and frustratedly. At the end of this day, the disciples were basically confiscated.

There are only a few people left at the foot of Cuiwei Peak, and at one table, there is an old man who is about the age of a sixtieth year, his eyes are still looking into the distance, hoping that there will be a genius with a heavenly and earthly show, and next to him are three disciples, who are already lazy and restrained, if it weren't for the old man's still being, they would have to go back to the mountain a long time ago. It was nearly dusk, and just as the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect was about to end this apprenticeship, a young man hurriedly ran over.

"Who is here, but you are here to join my Xiaoliuyun Sect?" asked a disciple of the Xiaoliuyun Sect.

"Yes, yes, this senior brother, I came here to join this Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak Xiaoliuyun Sect. The man replied.

"What's your name?" At this time, the old man sitting next to him glanced at the visitor, and his eyes flashed.

"Wind Dance!"