Zen Sword Pavilion.

Outside the newly repaired tall mountain gate, the martial arts of the various sects in the Northern Regions were constantly gathering here, and their fierce eyes were full of extremely greedy looks.

The reason why the Zen Sword Pavilion has become the target of public criticism is precisely because of the existence of the spiritual vein, and the current turmoil of the Mu Clan, and the loss of the Divine Guardian Gate, which also provides an opportunity for these sects to snatch the spiritual vein.

In the face of such a seductive baby, all of them show the darkest side of human nature at this moment, and they can give up everything for their own *, or they can destroy everything.

But the reason why these people gathered outside the Zen Sword Pavilion and didn't dare to enter was because there was a thick poisonous miasma around the Zen Sword Pavilion.

The turquoise poisonous mist enveloped the Zen Sword Pavilion and blocked the martial cultivators from the outside.

This poisonous miasma is naturally Liu Yiyi's masterpiece, as early as not long after the earth and fire clans launched a war, just in case, Liu Yiyi used all what he had learned, and it took 14 days to exhaust 368 kinds of highly poisonous things before he planted this thick poisonous miasma at the entrance of all the same Zen Sword Pavilion.

Although Feng Bo was sitting in the formation, Huo Qing knew that this time the Zen Sword Pavilion would face all the sects in the Northern Regions, including nearly ten powerful sects ranked among the seventy-two sects, and it was not even ruled out that strong people from other regions would come to compete for the spiritual vein, so Huo Qing had to act carefully.

But even so, the safety of the Zen Sword Pavilion was only temporary, because the poisonous miasma would dissipate one day, and according to Liu Yiyi's estimate, this poisonous miasma would only last for a month, and this was still in the absence of wind.

Once there is wind interference, the miasma will quickly dissipate within ten days.

This is undoubtedly a fatal threat to the Zen Sword Pavilion that has just been re-established, no matter how strong Feng Bo is, he is only alone, and the Zen Sword Pavilion is mostly new disciples, such strength is simply unable to confront all the sects in the Northern Regions, and the powerhouses of the seventy-two sects alone are enough to easily kill the disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion other than Feng Bo.

Therefore, the people in the Zen Sword Pavilion have always been panicked, especially those new disciples, who have no stoic mentality, and at this time, they can't help but be timid in the face of this crisis, if there is no poisonous miasma to stop it, more than half of the disciples will choose to flee.

In just a few days, Huo Qing and the others' faces were gloomy, and even those young black hairs had silver threads on them.

And Liu Yiyi was more worried about Qin Qi's safety, at this time, the Zen Sword Pavilion had cut off news exchanges with the outside world, and he hadn't even figured out what had happened to the Mu Clan.

The beast and the disease were left in the Eastern Regions by Chinich to continue to search for the whereabouts of Sanshui and the Divine Guardian.

At this time, Qin Qi was on his way to the Southern Regions, but at the same time, Qin Qi's heart was extremely heavy, his aunt had not yet been found, but the Mu clan had such a big turmoil, and what he saw and heard along the way also made Qin Qi extremely sure that the initiator of all this was Jumang.

But after Qin Qi killed a few idle martial cultivators he met on the road, he resolutely decided to return to the Zen Sword Pavilion.

Because the target of these martial cultivators is the Zen Sword Pavilion.

Qin Qi wiped the blood that was dripping from the Tiangong Sword, his face became more and more gloomy, and at his feet were four mutilated corpses.

Putting away the Tiangong Sword, Qin Qi's eyes did not dissipate the killing intent, and he looked at the four corpses on the ground and sneered: "Just because you are also worthy of robbing the spiritual vein?!"

After saying that, Qin Qi didn't look at it again, and instead rushed towards the Eastern Regions.

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Haoran Villa.

Haoran Ancestor meditated cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed and his face was slightly pale, completely regaining the radiant and dignified state of the previous few days.

And Ao Ziyou had an anxious look on his face, he didn't know what happened to the ancestor, since the second day after he killed the people of Juliufeng with the power of thunder outside Canglan City, he became like this.

Without saying a word, he meditated quietly here, but his face became more and more pale.

Ao Ziyou didn't dare to disturb, but he was worried about the ancestor's body, so he had to stay by the ancestor's side all day and night.

For several days in a row, Ao Ziyou didn't close his eyes, and he didn't even eat a meal properly, at this time, he saw that Ao Ziyou couldn't support it anymore, and fell asleep on the bed next to the ancestor.

At this moment, I saw Haoran Ancestor slowly open his eyes, looked down at Ao Ziyou, a trace of love appeared on his face, and reached out to gently cover a quilt on Ao Ziyou's body.

Haoran Ancestor walked off the bed gently, his movements seemed a little sluggish, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden, even his face had wrinkles, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Wang Ergou!" Haoran Ancestor called softly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the door was pushed open, and it was the housekeeper Lao Wang.

"Old Ancestor, you call me!" Lao Wang didn't dare to raise his head, and said respectfully with his head down.

"Ergou, raise your head!" Haoran Ancestor said softly, as if he had become weak even to speak.

Lao Wang naturally sensed the abnormality of the ancestor, and immediately looked up, and was immediately frightened by the ancestor's haggard appearance.

"Old, Ancestor, you, your life!" Lao Wang exclaimed, and two lines of tears instantly overflowed in his eyes.

"Hehe, Ergou, who gave you this name, it's really ugly!" Old Ancestor smiled casually.

"Ancestor, you took it from you! You personally took it when Tianxiong's father picked me up from outside! You, what's wrong with you? How could Mingyuan be so damaged!" said Lao Wang with a wipe of tears in his voice.

"Oh, that's right, Tianxiong, Tianxiong is a good baby, and he also gave birth to such a talent for my Ao family!" Haoran Ancestor glanced at Ao Ziyou with a smile and smiled.

But when he saw Lao Wang's nervous appearance again, Haoran Ancestor couldn't help but smile even more: "Hehe, don't worry, this time I forcibly went out of the customs and injured some life yuan, but it didn't come out in vain, Qin Qi's baby is good, not only has the appearance of an emperor, but also the body of an emperor, I have only seen two people who can meet these two conditions at the same time in my life!"

"One is the Sword Emperor of the Sword Sect of the Western Regions, and the other is the Heavenly Emperor of the Great Wilderness, after I leave, you have to assist Ziyou to keep this foundation, and at the same time don't be too close to that Qin Qi, but don't be too distant, for this kind of natural imperial momentum, whether you are too close or too sparse, it may affect your fortune!"

"But Old Ancestor ......" Lao Wang looked anxious, and was about to speak, but was blocked by Haoran Old Ancestor's hand.

"You are also a person who has lived for more than 100 years, and you have been personally taught by me for 30 years, why haven't you seen through life and death? The Buddha said that life and death of a person are just entering another reincarnation!" said Haoran Ancestor slowly.

"The great kindness of the ancestor and the old man, the second dog is toothless and unforgettable, but the villa can't do without the ancestor!" Lao Wang sobbed in a low voice and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Hehe, no one can do it in this world, with the power of the Heavenly Emperor, even the fate that can't avoid the fall, let alone me!" As he spoke, he saw Haoran Ancestor hand the eighteen prayer beads he had been holding in his hand to Wang Lao.

"You give this to Qin Qi, if he goes to the Western Regions in the future, taking this will make him a lot less trouble, if he doesn't go to the Western Regions, this will be a little thing I gave him!" said the old ancestor.

Lao Wang took the rosary with both hands and carefully put it away, but the tears in his eyes involuntarily slipped again.

"Okay, I'm going to meet someone outside the city now, whether I come back alive or not, you can't take revenge!" Haoran Ancestor said and then glanced at Ao Ziyou, and then resolutely pushed the door out.

"Old Ancestor!" Seeing this, Lao Wang was about to go out with him, but he only heard Haoran Old Ancestor say coldly: "Don't come with you!"

"Old Ancestor is good, I will wait for you and the young master to come back!" Lao Wang fell to his knees and turned to the back of Haoran Old Ancestor, and kowtowed three times, the sadness on his face was indescribable.

Haoran Ancestor's back slowly disappeared outside the door, and the housekeeper Lao Wang wiped his tears, and gently retreated after closing the door.

Outside the city.

Although it is also called outside Canglan City, but here is already ten miles away from Canglan City, here is a lush bamboo forest, green bamboo shade, the sound of birds in it into the ear, people are suddenly refreshed.

In the middle of the forest was a small clearing, a low table, two futons, a pot of spirits, and two copper bottles.

Haoran Ancestor sat cross-legged on the futon, stretched out his hand and poured a glass of wine, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

On the opposite side is a middle-aged man dressed in a cyan robe, with a wide robe and a three-foot silk silk silk that twists his black and thick hair into a bunch, looking simple and elegant.

The eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows flashed with a strange look, and this person was the wood god who had disappeared for many days.

The two of them were relatively silent, just poured each a glass of wine, and then drank it all down.

"You're old, you're dying!" said Ju Mang lightly.

After hearing this, Haoran Ancestor smiled slightly and said, "You will die too!"

"But you died before me!" Ju Mang continued.

"I'll be liberated before you!" Haoran Ancestor shook his head and said.

"Counting, we haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, and when we see each other today, we don't expect to be separated from life and death!" Ju Mang poured the wine again, and then drank it all.

"At least we can finish drinking this pot of wine!" said Haoran Ancestor, not showing any sadness.

"I didn't expect you to get out, so I'm here to ask you to help me. Jumang's tone was a little sentimental.

"Do you think I'll help you?" asked Haoran Ancestor after taking a sip of wine.

Hearing this, Ju Mang's face was a little decadent, and he sighed and said: "I know that you still hate me for what happened back then, if I hadn't framed you, the Green Emperor would not have expelled you from the Blue Emperor City, but you yourself know that your character is not suitable to be a wood god!"

"Hahaha! Jumang, I didn't expect you to be so self-righteous a hundred years later!, but ......" Haoran Old Ancestor laughed loudly, and then continued: "But what I admire most about you is your shameless temperament!"