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Qin Cang's body technique can be said to have pushed the word "movement" to the peak, but the things he saw and heard during his journey through many spiritual power storms and steep mountain peaks until he came to the area around Wujian Peak can be described as surprisingly quiet.

The vast heavenly vein, a vast land known as a hundred thousand mountains, except for the natural spiritual power storm, there is not a single disciple walking outside, and the basic guard patrol force has never seen the slightest.

If it weren't for Qin Cang's ability to sense the vitality hidden in the Heavenly Veins, he would have subconsciously thought that this place had become a dead and silent place that had been uninhabited for a long time.

But since the anger is still there, where have people gone?

Could it be that they all live in the mountains and live simply, without insight into the changes in the outside world, and only care about building cars behind closed doors and studying by themselves?

Such a strategy is really not like the teaching style of Qingyun Sword Pavilion!

"Could it be that there has been a change in the Sword Pavilion, or is it just the wrong time for me to come back, and I happened to meet a moment when the elders and disciples are not going out for activities?"

Qin Cang's heart was very suspicious, but the matter had come to this point, and he didn't have time to go to Demon Sword Peak, Blood Sword Peak and other places to investigate the situation first.

There are many peaks in Tianmai Mountain, but the specific location is nothing more than the east, west, south, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest directions.

The eight directions lead to the eight wildernesses, which is the original representative meaning of the name of the eight wildernesses.

Although the Eight Desolation Demon Beads in Qin Cang's body were incomplete, they still had a great effect in judging the direction.

Before entering the Heavenly Vein, the route he had conceived in his mind was already to travel to Wujian Peak, which was located in the north, and the five peaks of Qingyun belonged to different five directions, close to one peak, and it was bound to alienate the other four peaks. Moreover, his own cultivation has reached the upper reaches of the Dao realm, and the thaumaturgy he has mastered is innumerable, after the ghost shadow steps inherited by the ancestors of the Qin family have been improved and perfected by him, both the confusion and the speed have increased several times, and he has not returned here for many years, and he has thought very much in his heart, and after noticing the strangeness in the rest of the place, he and Qin Wuyi have already come to the foot of Wujian Peak.

The mountains are still thousands of feet high.

But people are not the ones who could only blindly look up to it back then.

Even if there is still a lot of Dao power in this, with his current strength, he can resist it head-on, unless Feng Zuichen personally controls the Dao power in Wujian Peak to stop him, otherwise it will only be a matter of time for him to go from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

But he hesitated.

The reason for his hesitation was very straightforward, that is, he could let Qin Wuyi, who had not cultivated, maintain balance in the void like a normal monk, but he could not still ensure Qin Wuyi's safety in the air under the interference of powerful Dao power.

It was also inappropriate to temporarily put Qin Wuyi in his spiritual ring, because it had become the place where Emperor Yan Jiang Yu had a soul and a soul, and the internal fire was too strong, which was beyond the capacity of a thin girl.

Therefore, if it is based on the principle of safety, it is undoubtedly more appropriate to take the normal mountain road up the mountain.

But that will also take more time.

The night is too long, and people are still prone to dreaming because of it, if it is still bright today, but the surroundings are like a silent night, how can people not have superfluous thoughts?

"Big brother, is there something wrong?"

Maybe it was because Qin Cang had been at the foot of the mountain for a little longer, or maybe the woman had a keen intuition at a very young age, Qin Wuyi, who was staying on Qin Cang's back, quickly asked out loud.

"It's a little different from what I imagined. No memory, follow me to a forest in front of you, I'll introduce a friend to you, and as for the summit, I'll talk about it later. ”

"Friend, what kind of friend?"

"You'll know when you get there. ”

Qin Cang turned his head sideways and smiled at Qin Wuyi on his back, but he couldn't help but secretly worry in his heart: "I hope that guy is still there." ”

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Although they were walking on foot, the speed of the monk's journey could not be measured by the standards of mortals.

For example, this period of time for ordinary people to walk for most of the day, Qin Cang only took less than a quarter of an hour.

Although Wujian Peak is named after the sword, there are really a lot of scenery on the mountain, most of them are places where flowers and trees are planted, and the relatively empty places are almost close to the spring and the stream, it is easy to hear the sound of flowing water like the resonance of the piano, if you are lucky, you can occasionally encounter three or five psychic beasts coming out to hang around.

Qin Cang took Qin Wuyi to this wood, and from time to time there were white apes jumping and climbing, Qin Wuyi had just arrived, even if it was just a quick glance, his curiosity was extremely strong, if he hadn't remembered what Qin Cang had said before, she was afraid that she would not be able to suppress her curiosity, and went up to talk to the white apes around her.

Of course, it is difficult to say whether they can communicate with each other normally.

Spiritual beings do not necessarily mean that they are good at communicating, especially when dealing with beings that are completely different from oneself in both physical and psychological structures.

Just as some smart people can understand, but can't say anything, they obviously have a seven-trick heart, but they have to put on a look of ignorance of the world, playing a deaf, dumb, and idiot.

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It seems that the air mixed with sugar juice is in harmony with the wind, and it easily penetrates the heart, spleen and organs of the comer.

When this wisp of fragrance hit her nose, Qin Wuyi smiled more truly, but Qin Cang's brows on her back furrowed even deeper.

It's so fragrant.

The fragrance made him feel extremely unreal, not in line with the way of nature.

Originally, he was also a person who often did not act according to the natural way of heaven, so he had a more acute perception and a deeper impression of those people or things who also rebelled against the way of nature.

The fragrance here just happened to awaken his acuity, that profundity.

So he won't get drunk, he will only wake up, he wants to use his eyes and heart to discover, to analyze, and to find long-lost familiarity in pieces of strangeness.

When his soul power and vision penetrated the rows of towering ancient trees and many strange flowers and plants, and finally landed on a banyan tree, he knew that he had found it.

The banyan tree is indeed a peculiar tree, whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, its leaves always look verdant, as if coated with greasy brocade and satin, always sparkling with a beautiful soft luster.

But it is probably because its leaves occupy too much glamour and brilliance that it leads to a profit and loss.

Its trunk looked so old, as old as a twilight walker from ancient times, wearing dark brown clothes, but not covering the body, revealing a piece of bones that looked like bronze splicing, without the vitality and blood of life, only indescribable exhaustion.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong.

What does it feel like to have more than enough heart but not enough energy?

Pain, uncontrollable pain.

Its weight is enough to crush the iron-clad tough guy to the point of hunching over, unable to support his backbone, and can only survive in the world on crutches.

The branches that drooped like dead willows were really like crutches clenched in its hands, digging deep into the ground as a transmission line for it to absorb the last nutrients.

Qin Cang carried Qin Wuyi on his back like this and looked at her.

He didn't remember how many words he had said to this banyan tree during the six months he had been in Wujian Peak, but he estimated that it would not be more than thirty sentences.

Thirty sentences in half a Chinese New Year's Eve, calculated as only six sentences a month, in this case, where can he get acquainted with it?

In addition to the wind and drunken dust, he is most familiar with it on Wujian Peak.

When he first began to practice the Drunken Dream Sword Sutra, he was always prone to falling into a state of deep sleep, and his body was not alcoholic, but he looked even more dull than a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol all day long.

There is a wind and drunken dust sitting in Wujian Peak, of course, he doesn't have to worry about the safety of his body after entering the sleeping state, but if he falls down at will every time, he will inevitably feel pain in his muscles and bones after waking up.

To do this, he began to look for a comfortable and secluded place.

After two days and two nights of non-stop searching, he finally found it.

In the past six months, Qin Cang has spoken no more than thirty words to it, but he has fallen asleep on it no less than three hundred times.

Every time he woke up, he would have an extra green leaf or two on his face.

Whether it's a greeting or a joke, he laughs and accepts them all, and he takes them into his pocket.

It wasn't until later that he accepted the task of stealing the Eight Desolation Demon Beads and left in a hurry, not returning for a long time, that this habit was not retained.

In the future, it will probably be difficult to keep it.

The moment the wind blew the hair on Qin Wuyi's forehead, Qin Cang had already carried her to the banyan tree and began to stroke its trunk with his hands.

Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes gentle, sometimes heavy.

Under Qin Wuyi's shocked and speechless gaze, a face that was not exhausted, but had also lost its youthful vitality, gradually appeared on the old trunk.

Qin Cang's hand was still on the trunk of the tree, and it looked as if he was touching its face.

Suddenly, a subtle arc was drawn on that face, as if he was laughing.

Qin Cang stared at it, did not smile back, but said in a tone of saying whether it is light or not, and whether it is heavy or not: "You are still old, I am also old, what about Shizun, is he also old, is he still here?"

He waited for an answer.

The other party was silent for a long time.

After a while, it seemed that the last remaining strength was used to utter a sentence, and it was not the answer he wanted to hear the most.

"It's ...... changed"

Click!

As soon as the three words of unknown meaning came out, the drooping branches immediately broke in two, and a liquid as red as blood flowed out of the trunk of the banyan tree.

Qin Cangran looked at everything in front of him, without stopping or reversing.

Because he knew he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't get it back.

He also knew that this did not mean that it was dead, but that it would have to be silent for a long time before it could be reborn.

Can trees regenerate, but can people regenerate?

And he didn't know.

Maybe someone knows.

Perhaps someone was secretly watching him.

Maybe someone has followed in the footsteps of him and Qin Wuyi and come to Wujian Peak.

In an instant, Qin Cang, who suddenly sensed dozens of sword qi approaching, suddenly motioned for Qin Wuyi to leave from his back, and then took her hand again, and the other hand was not empty, clutching the Canglan Sword that had just been taken out of the spirit ring.

"Big brother is going to do it again?"

"It's not about hands, it's about killing. ”

"Big brother...... Who are you going to kill?"

"It may or may not be Qingyun's person, but it should be the person who let me solve the mystery preliminarily. Don't call me big brother in the future, I will make a sword later, and only one sword, if you can understand the slightest from it, I will give you a chance to choose, either under my disciple, or wait for this matter, and I will send you to the Spirit Sword Peak to practice. If you can't, you don't have to choose, I'll take you down the mountain immediately and be a mortal who doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. ”

Qin Wuyi's face changed, she couldn't imagine why Qin Cang had changed so much in an instant, as if what he had said that he wouldn't leave her in a short time was just a joke.

But she's smart after all.

She knew that it was useless to ask questions or even questions.

Since he wanted to give her a chance to choose, she reached out and held on tightly.

The sky collapses, the earth cracks, the sea withers, and the stones rot, don't let go!

Qin Cang's long eyebrows twitched, and when all the sword qi and sword intent began to be released, she took his hand and whispered, "I will definitely comprehend it." ”

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