. Qinghai is the mysterious existence of heaven and earth, isolated from the continent at the other end, it is rumored that there are ancient emperors who cultivate the road here, leaving the strongest Taoist system, and there are also rumors that this is the heart of an ancient emperor, before death, the heart will turn into the sea, and the blood will turn into water, endlessly, I don't know where it flows, where it will flow.

Qinghai has witnessed miracles in the world, and from the beginning of its existence, miracles flowed, and the cliff is one of them.

The cliff stands on Qinghai Qimu Island, dead wood all the year round, no grass grows inside and outside the radius, life is afraid of extinguishing, but it does not affect its mystery, a cliff wall is picturesque, more than 1,000 zhang high, here seems to be washed by the heavenly fire, a piece of red, set off its weirdness.

Jiuyan picked up a rock, the rock was red and strange, as if it had been washed in blood, it was very beautiful, but despite this, Jiuyan didn't find anything.

"What's there to see" Yang Liu muttered, very uncomfortable with this place, as if she was being watched secretly.

"Bang...".

"You're going to die" Yang Qingqing was slightly angry, and gave him a blast on the spot, this place has been guarded by the Yang family for generations, although it has no effect for thousands of years, but it is listed as the most important area by the ancestors.

"......" Yang Liu was speechless, a woman is always so explosive, and she doesn't understand how to talk about marriage in the future.

"Did you hear anything?" Jiuyan said, hearing a cry in his heart, hearing someone shouting, as if someone was tearing and killing, and it was a blur.

"No," someone responded.

What is going on?" Jiuyan wondered, he clearly heard something, it was just for a moment, but it was difficult to catch, but it made his heart skip a beat.

"Fellow clansmen, let's meditate here, it's dangerous to enter further," a young man in Tsing Yi in his twenties spoke.

"Then let's be here" Jiuyan, Yang Qingqing looked at each other and nodded, he felt that this place was very ominous.

"Ah!!h

When the man in Tsing Yi heard this, he stepped out: "What's the matter, what's wrong with you?".

"A white bone, a moving white" He didn't finish, but the person had already fainted, obviously overfrightened.

The man in Tsing Yi frowned, he approached the young man, looked at it, and stared at the painting wall deeply.

"Ah!!h

The man in Tsing Yi stepped up to his side: "What do you see?".

"Yang Gu is a senior brother, a white bone, go quickly" He foamed at the mouth and fainted.

"Impossible, how is this possible?" Yang Guwei's heart sank, and he felt depressed.

"Retreat, retreat immediately, everyone retreat to the periphery" Yang Guwei's face was extremely solemn, he felt a certain depression, he lifted the two people who had fainted, and took one step.

"Ahh

Everyone's faces turned pale and creepy, this is the third person, is that legend true?

"Yang Qingqing, inform the patriarch" Yang Gu was anxious, and anxiety and uneasiness gathered between his eyebrows: "Disciple of the Yang family, set up the formation".

The "soldier" quickly drew a sword qi and lit up the void.

"Person" is another teenager, exhibiting sword energy.

"Pro" one person burst into drink.

"Brave".

One after another lights up, instantly sprinting into the sky, the glow of the sun soared into the sky, and a star word in the void was lit up and slowly enlarged.

Jiuyan's face changed greatly, what is going on? What is going on? He only felt that his head hurt, and green tendons jumped out, this soldier word made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

Suddenly.

His eyes were throbbing, and he saw the white bones, and he saw the empty eyes of the white bones, the few drops of blood.

"He's crying" Jiuyan was stunned in his heart, and a cold sweat flowed, is he still alive? Jiuyan couldn't suppress his thoughts, and thought of some possibility.

"Stop, stop for me" Jiuyan shouted, he couldn't bear it, clenched his hands and couldn't help but snap out with a palm.

burst

Jiuyan flew out upside down all of a sudden, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and there was a purple glow in his eyes, but no one noticed.

Jiuyan hurriedly stood up, he turned to star, what was wrong just now? He didn't understand what was wrong with him, his mind seemed to have lost itself for a moment.

"Poof" Many Yang family disciples spurted blood, the formation was difficult to perform, and their minds were captured.

"What's going on?" Yang Guwei instantly shouted, because his cultivation level was higher, and the backlash he suffered was greater, making his face even paler than others.

"He seems to be alive" Jiuyan spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

Everyone was stunned, raised their heads suddenly, and looked at Jiuyan incredulously, are they really alive? .

Jiuyan turned around and walked into the cliff, he stood there with his head held high, looking at this bright red painting very seriously, he was thinking about what was the purpose of all the arrangements of the old man? .

In front of the painting wall, he didn't speak, everyone didn't speak, they all looked at him quietly.

Long

Jiuyan frowned, because he didn't see the white bones anymore, he sat there with his surname crossed, waiting for him to appear.

Suddenly.

Jiuyan looked up suddenly, he heard those voices again, but for another moment, he glanced back at the crowd and found that they didn't seem to hear it, and his face gradually became solemn.

What was going on? He kept asking himself that only he could hear? This time it was clearer, and he made a pen with his hand and drew on the ground.

"Shu Ming".

Suddenly, a strange cry came out again, Jiuyan's face turned pale in an instant, his fingers couldn't help but tremble, he turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.

"Poof" Jiuyan spurted out a mouthful of blood, just to the periphery.

"What's wrong?" asked Jiuyan, wanting to know the answer, this is definitely a big secret, and no one is not impressed, they all want to know what kind of existence the cliff is.

Jiuyan raised his head, he knocked his head hard with his hand, trying to make himself sober, and said, "Didn't the patriarch come?"

"Coming, leaving again" It was Yang Yefeng who spoke, he walked out and hugged Jiuyan, and said: "He left you a message, on this piece of paper" After speaking, he handed Jiuyan a piece of paper.

"Thanks, I'm fine" Jiuyan nodded and took the paper, and then asked seriously, "Do you all know the rumors about the white bones?".

Everyone was stunned, and there was a look of hard words, and no one was not silent, but their hands trembled slightly to betray the fear in their hearts.

"I saw a tear" Jiuyan said to this Yang Guwei, "I also heard a lot of interesting ".

"Don't say it, I don't know anything" Yang Guwei stared at Jiuyan and said, paused and said: "The patriarch said that this cultivation was for you".

"Then you should tell me what you know, don't you?" Jiuyan smiled, not looking worried at all.

"I'm sorry, we don't know, this is also what the patriarch said" Yang Guwei said gloomily.

Jiuyan rubbed his forehead, he seemed to be very annoyed, he was annoyed with this old man, why did he pick the door so much, just pick it yourself, and bring others to pick it together, it was really speechless.

Jiuyan sighed and said, "You guys are just practicing here, Yang Gu is the senior brother, or you are in charge."

Yang Guwei didn't respond, and looked for a place to sit down.

Jiuyan also found the closest place to the painting wall and sat down, and he opened the paper.

"I'm cao" Jiuyan was startled, jumped up all of a sudden, and almost couldn't help throwing this piece of paper away.

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