On the long street, Ji Weiyu stood with his hands in his hands. The posture of anticipation is indispensable. The Xuanhuang Sect members all knelt on the ground, and only a few people under the Fine Willow Gate stood there. Hu Yanlang looked at Ji Weiyu, with envy and resentment in his eyes, which was quite complicated. Finally, he sighed, stepped forward, and said with a salute: "Hu Yanlang has seen his predecessors. I haven't seen him for many years, and my predecessors are still majestic and enviable. ”

Ji Weiyu was puzzled when he saw a white-haired old man saluting him. When he heard his name, he suddenly said, "It turned out to be Huyan." It's only been a few years, and you've grown so old? Time is fleeting, it's really terrifying!" Hu Yanlang smiled bitterly: "I can't compare to my predecessors' cultivation and profundity, and I have the ability to stay there." Hu Yan regretted not listening to his predecessors at this time. ”

But in the bottom of my heart, I was secretly sighing: Thirty years ago, he was in the prime of life, he was like this, and thirty years ago, he was dying of old age, he was still like this. At that time, he persuaded himself to practice internal skills in order to prolong his life. It's a pity that at that time, I was enthusiastic about my career, and I was handsome, so how could I have time to listen and practice. Now Fang Jue's time is ruthless, but time is short, and it is too late to regret it when he looks back.

Ji Weiyu also sighed in his heart when he saw that the fierce and incoherent generals were now gray-haired. Unwilling to talk about his sadness, he changed the topic and said: "Huyan, why are you here?" Hu Yanlang woke up from the memory of the past, looked back, but only had a wry smile: "Originally, I was going to escort a prisoner back to Beijing to ask for the crime, but now I ......"

Ji Weiyu also saw the prisoner cart scattered all over the place, and said: "The affairs of the imperial court are the most troublesome! In this way, I will repair a book, and I will ask you to bring it to the emperor. It is a pure accident to explain today's events. I think the emperor will not blame you for this. ”

Hu Yanlang shook his head: "Thank you seniors for your kindness." It's just that it's happened, and it's useless to run away. I don't have to bear any of the blame. Farewell. After speaking, he turned around and left, and didn't ask Yang Xibao and Sun Qi why they were here. Ji Weiyu looked at him and laughed: "It's still the same!" waved his hand, "Xuanhuang people, the injured are good to recuperate, and the rest will clean up the battlefield with me." After I go back, I will celebrate the joy of the longevity of the Dharma Protector!" "No!" everyone replied in unison.

The realm of Middle-earth, the fine willow camp. When General Chung Da came back, he walked into the main shrine without saying a word, and instructed his disciples not to approach if they had nothing to do. In fact, there is no need for him to say that when there is nothing to do, the disciples do not dare to take a step close to the Soldier Master Ancestral Hall. Because several disciples disappeared a few days ago, they were finally found in the Soldier Master Ancestral Hall. It's just that at that time, their whole bodies were already dried up, their essence and blood were sucked up, and they turned into several dried corpses.

The disciples all clearly remembered the look of consternation on the faces of the patriarchs at that time, and they also knew that the investigation of this matter was fruitless. In the end, I had to announce to the public that it was because of the battle that day, there were too many souls in the Soldier Master's Shrine, which attracted a trace of evil qi in the holy knife. Those disciples are not bad for a while, so they will be like this. The disciples are not allowed to approach the Soldier Master Ancestral Hall, and after a long time, the evil spirit will naturally dissipate, and there will be no trouble. In the past few days, Zhong Dalai has also ordered his disciples to stay at the gate of the courtyard.

In the quiet room, Chung sat on a futon. In the incense burner in front of him, the red incense was burning. Wisps of green smoke are all attracted by the withering bones and surround it. After a while, there was a buzzing sound of ten thousand bones, absorbing all the green smoke. Chung Da was not in a hurry, and ordered three more bunches. After doing this three times, the black qi suddenly appeared, slowly condensing into a figure, floating above the ten thousand bones.

Zhong Da bowed down and said, "Senior brother in charge!" The black shadow showed his face, it was Sun Xiang. I saw that he couldn't move, and his voice was already ringing: "What is the matter with me?" Zhong Da recounted the matter, and finally said: "In this situation, this kind of thing happens, Zhong Da is difficult to decide. I'm here to ask the senior brother in charge. ”

Sun Xiang said: "The thousand-year-old foundation of fine willows must not be sent! Hu Yanlang still wants to stir up the wind and rain at this time, he really deserves to be killed!" Zhong Da said: "I don't think like this." It's just that Ouyang Zhenyuan is a general of the imperial court, and once he is investigated, Xiang Yingshi can't say it clearly. Can you only abandon it bitterly?" Sun Xiang smiled and said: "Don't worry, this matter will be arranged by itself." He was scheming, and Hu Yanlang took the initiative to provoke him, but he was just asking for his own hardships. ”

Zhong Da was relieved at this time, and found that Sun Xiang's soul body seemed to be different, and hurriedly asked: "Senior brother in charge, your soul body seems to be sick?" Sun Xiang snorted: "The three old immortals will only rely on the power of the dead wood to embarrass me!" Zhong Da said: "Then I will burn a few more bundles of blood soul incense to help senior brother recover." Sun Xiang nodded: "It's okay." ”

The blood-red incense burned again, and Sun Xiang's soul body became more and more condensed. Zhong Da remembered the Yellow Sand Realm in which his body had spoken, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother in charge, you fought that day, but you have already thought of today?" Sun Xiang smiled: "That's natural! But it's also mostly for the sake of Fu Li's traitor." I will destroy him!" he said with a hideous face like a demon.

It was the first time for Chung Da to see him like this, and he was shocked. Thinking of something again, he asked: "If there is a soul of Fu Li in the Yellow Sand Realm, is there Senior Brother Li?" Sun Xiang sighed: "Li Man asks for benevolence and benevolence, his heart is unhindered, and his soul is difficult to detain if his bones are withered." When he said this, he glanced out the window intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly asked Zhong Dadao: "Senior Brother Zhong knows how a general's success is a forbidden technique, and why is it called Ten Thousand Bones?"

Zhong Da was stunned: "The classics in the door record that if you succeed too much, you must first hurt yourself and then the enemy, so it is a forbidden technique." And the ten thousand bones are dry because the four ancestors of our sect participated in the battle of Youdu, and they saw corpses all over the field, which was indescribably tragic. Three of the four patriarchs fell as a result, and only one of the patriarchs survived. Under the heartache of the patriarch, the head of the sect changed the name of the holy knife 'Shenwei Wangu' to Wan Gu Ku, and personally listed the success of a general as a forbidden technique. It is hoped that our descendants will remember the pain and tragedy of the war and stop fighting for war. ”

"Hmph!hahahaha......," Sun Xiang sneered, "You have to keep in mind that the history that can be written down is the most unreliable. The secret of success and dry bones is only passed down secretly among successive generations of leaders. At the beginning of my succession, because this history was too bloody and dark, I did not want it to be passed on to future generations. Therefore, the jade slip that recorded this secret was destroyed, and this history was buried deep in my heart. I only hope that after a hundred years, let it disappear with my passing. ”

"Oh?" Chung Da curious. What a secret that can't be admitted? Sun Xiang closed his eyes and sighed, as if he didn't want to mention the past when he first heard about it, and he was so frightened that he wanted to shoot the case and came out of the door: "But now I understand that no matter how prominent the appearance is, there is a dirty side, so dirty that it is difficult to speak." But history is history, and no one can change it. Passing it on is a kind of helpless commitment and redemption. Today, let me speak to you as the first leader!"

The realm of Taihang, Yecheng. With horses' hooves, Hu Yanlang led the soldiers out of the south gate and walked along the official road. Behind him, the horses were half empty, and they were all the mounts of those who had died in battle. The surviving disciples of the Hosoliu Sect held the ashes of their fellow disciples with solemn expressions.

The prisoner's car was destroyed, Xiang Yingshi was nowhere to be found, and only a pool of blood remained on the ground. Although he knew that Xiang Yingshi was alive or dead, it was all done by Yang Xibao. But Ji Weiyu was here, Hu Yanlang had no choice but to bring the book that Ji Weiyu had forced into him, and pretended to tell Yang Dezhao to track down Yang Xibao's whereabouts, and report it as soon as there was news. He led his men and horses to leave the city and march south towards the capital Yangxu.

Ji Weiyu personally cleaned up the battlefield, and only after finishing did he lead the sect members back to the thick earth to divide the rudder. Fang blamed himself all his life, he didn't expect the enemy to be accurate, and he actually caused the Moon Demon Protector to be seriously injured and unconscious, Yang Xibao went crazy, Sun Qili lost his strength, and the sect members suffered heavy casualties. As soon as he sat down, he got up and knelt down to ask Ji Weiyu for his guilt.

Ji Weiyu waved his hand: "Today's battle, I can see it clearly. If it is not a sudden change, the plan is determined. Well, you are not at fault in this battle, drink and go! Discouragement at this time will only make the enemy laugh. "Thank you, Sect Master!" Fang Sheng bowed his head again and turned to go out.

Ji Xiuqian was waiting at the door early, and when he saw him coming out, he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" Uncle was angry?" Fang Shengsheng shook his head: "No." But I really didn't expect that the young master had already told the sect leader, and the sect leader and his old man would come in person. Ji Xiuqian smiled: "Such a big thing, do I dare not tell my uncle and my father? Fortunately, under the drive of today's witch, Sun Qi's performance is eye-catching, which makes my uncle excited." Otherwise, you and I will wait to go to the quicksand Xuanhuang Pagoda to be punished!"

When Fang Shengsheng heard the quicksand Xuanhuang Tower, he shuddered. He also began to regret his recklessness and shouted for luck for today's events. The two of them went to the front hall one after the other. Not long after, Yang Xibao took the three of Yushan into the courtyard gate. When the disciple guarding the gate saw him coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Yang Feng, you are back! Please wait a moment, the little one will go and report to the sect master!"

"Sect Master?" Yang Xibao was stunned, how could he come? Yushan saw that his expression was wrong, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yang, is there anything wrong?" Yang Xibao shook his head: "No, it's just that this sect leader loves talents very much." Senior Brother Sun and I were firmly tied here by him and couldn't move. If Allure and Huashang hadn't withdrawn early, I'm afraid they would have to be like us. ”

As if she had heard something astonishing, she exclaimed, "What do you say, they're gone?" Is there something wrong?" Yang Xibao was puzzled. Yushan already understood why Qin'er didn't give herself a good look when she heard that she came here, so she couldn't help but smile and pinched her little hand hard. Qin'er blushed and lowered her head. The disciple had already reported back, bowed down and said, "Sect Master has invited you!"

The realm of Middle-earth, the main shrine of the fine willow battalion. In the dim hut, green smoke curled, and between the people and souls sitting quietly opposite each other, the most disgraceful history of the Xiliu Camp was slowly revealed. Sun Xiang said: "The catastrophe of the ancient secluded capital, the emperor's soldiers are mighty, and no one can stop it. At that time, the head of our sect was a descendant of Yiye Jiaoyang, Yiye Bingge, who led the three ancestors and elite disciples of the first line of the Mandate of Heaven, the Heavenly Rite and the Art of War at that time to participate in the battle.

At that time, Youdu wanted to get involved in the Eight Formations, and Yiye Bingge was ordered to stop it. The Eight Array Diagram is the secret realm of heaven and earth, and it is very mysterious. Emperor Zhuanwei had already sent Jiangdong Mengme and Iron Horse Jiaoxiong, one of the ten commanders, to lurk among them long before he raised his army. The two demons have been in the formation for a long time, and they have glimpsed one or two mysteries, leading Yiye Bingge and others to the door of death, intending to use the power of the formation to wipe them out.

The patriarch didn't notice it, and sure enough, he was trapped in the battle of death and couldn't get out. At that time, the art of success was still an unpassed secret that only the master could practice. Yiye Bingge was in a hurry, and was confused by the demons in his heart, and he actually urged the heart method, and the holy sword god Wei Wangu slaughtered, and the soul was imprisoned into the knife, intending to break the formation in one fell swoop with the power of the soul.

By the time he sobered up, Shenwei Wangu had already changed his form because he was full of souls, and he had become what he is now. And the same sect, including the three ancestors of the Mandate of Heaven, the Heavenly Taboo, and the Three Ancestors, also died under the knife. Yiye Bingge blamed himself in grief and almost wanted to kill himself with a knife. But at that time, the Heavenly Jealous Patriarch and the others were actually dead, and they were only angry. Death under the holy sword is a hundred times stronger than death in the hands of the hidden capital. Therefore, he did not have any resentment, but used the power of his soul to force a leaf soldier to break through the door of death and kill the monster with the soul power of everyone gathered in the holy sword.

However, Yiye Bingge was distracted after all, although he broke through the door of death and went out, but he was defeated and injured in the battle with the two demons of the hidden capital, Jiangdong Mengme, and the Iron Horse Jiaoxiong. The two demon forms are shattered, and only a trace of the natal soul escapes; The body turned into white bones and disappeared, the spirit remained on the armor and was trapped in the array, and the spiritual wisdom attached to the corpse of a disciple, changing its appearance and returning to its own door. Later, as contained in the classics: the patriarch of the head of the sect was heartbroken and the pain of the soldiers, and listed the method of success as a forbidden technique, and changed the name of the holy sword god to ten thousand bones through the ages. Take the meaning of "one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither", and I hope that the disciples will remember to convince people with virtue and stop fighting. ”