Leaving the Poison God's mansion, the Ghost King and Qinglong blended into the crowd in Heyang City.

The Ghost King suddenly sneered and said, "This old monster is really getting more and more difficult to deal with. ”

This sentence was inexplicable, but Qinglong seemed to understand what he meant, and nodded: "Yes, three hundred years ago, when our Ghost King Sect fought to the death with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, the old monster was the most fierce and impulsive, and he always rushed to the front, even a hundred years ago, the battle with Qingyun was also the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate." It seems that he also lost a lot of sharpness in that fiasco back then. ”

The ghost king shook his head and said, "This is not called killing the spirit, this is called growing ability." After that battle, the old monster seemed to wake up, and the temper of the whole person changed all of a sudden, Taoguang Yanghui, in the past hundred years, except for our Ghost King Sect, the fastest recovery in strength is the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. It's just that he refuses to sit in this seat, but it is very troublesome. ”

Saying that, the ghost king frowned, and said lightly: "Okay, anyway, we have to wait for those two people to arrive before we can discuss big things, let's wait a few days Well, by the way, Baguio doesn't seem to have seen her all day today." ”

Qinglong said: "I didn't see it either, but Youji has been with her all the time, so there should be no accident, you can rest assured." ”

The Ghost King shook his head, sighed softly, and said nothing more.

After watching the ghost king and the green dragon disappear, the poison god, who had always been peaceful and even a little kind, gradually became gloomy, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

As for the young man next to him, his temperament seemed to be even more eccentric, and the poison god did not speak to him, but he was also contented, and patiently brewed tea on the table, without any impatience at all.

I don't know how long it has passed, the poison god suddenly let out a sigh and said, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves." ”

The young man named Qin Wuyan turned his head, glanced at the poison god, and said lightly, "Oh, is that person very powerful?" ”

The poison god snorted and said, "His cultivation is naturally extremely high, but no matter how high the Dao is, we are not afraid of him, but this person's city is too deep, you must be careful in the future." ”

Qin Wuyan smiled slightly, but his tone was still so calm, and said, "Got it, Master." ”

The poison god glanced at him, and suddenly sighed: "If your unsuccessful senior brothers can have your qualifications, why should I endure so many years?"

Qin Wuyan was praised by the poison god, and there was no smug look on his face, and he said lightly: "Several senior brothers are doing their best for you, Master." And ......."

Qin Wuyan glanced at the direction of Qingyunmen and said, "If you talk about qualifications, the recent reputation of Qingyunmen is known to the world, so I might as well do it." ”

The poison god frowned, thinking of the recent legends on the rivers and lakes, and he was speechless.

Suddenly, the poison god reached out and lifted the blanket covering his legs, and actually got out of the chair and stood up, only to see that he was actually quite tall, with a straight back, where did he look a little sick, it seems that all the actions just now were to deceive the ghost king and the green dragon.

The Poison God paced back and forth in the middle of the room, as if he had encountered some problem, but Qin Wuyan seemed to be much quieter than his master, and only the footsteps of the Poison God echoed in the room.

At this moment, suddenly, a strange sound sounded from Qin Wuyan's side, which seemed to be the kind of harsh sound that summer cicadas chirped in summer.

The poison god's face changed, and he turned his head to look.

Qin Wuyan took out a small yellow box from under the chair, one foot square, and this strange sound came from here.

The poison god walked over, stretched out his hand and gently opened the lid, and in front of the two of them, on top of the yellow soft silk in the box, there was a colorful centipede, but the most bizarre thing was that the tail of the centipede had seven branches.

At this moment, if Zhang Xiaofan and Li Qingyun saw this thing, they would be shocked and inexplicable, because they had seen this thing when they were children, and it was the "seven-tailed centipede", one of the world's most poisonous people.

Qin Wuyan frowned and said, "Since we came to the vicinity of this Qingyun Mountain, Xiao Qi doesn't seem to be very comfortable, as if he has been stimulated by something. ”

The poison god looked at the seven-tailed centipede carefully, then took out a small lilac pill from his arms, put it in the box, and then closed the box. Soon, the strange sound that came out of the box gradually subsided, and then disappeared.

After Qin Wuyan carefully put away the box containing the seven-tailed centipede, the poison god said lightly: "This seven-tailed centipede is a rare thing in the world, there is only one pair left in the world, it has always been accompanied until death, if it is separated, but within a hundred miles, there will be induction." Xiao Qi is restless these days, it must be because of this matter. ”

Qin Wuyan glanced at the poison god, and suddenly said, "So, that person is now on Qingyun Mountain." ”

The poison god smiled and said, "Yes, the seven-tailed centipede is a unique xenomorph in the world, you can't be mistaken, with him, no matter who it is, you can't escape the sword behind it after all." ”

As he spoke, his expression relaxed, and he turned his head away, staring slowly into the distance. In the distance, the towering Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City is straight into the sky, almost mighty, surrounded by white clouds, and the fairy spirit is fluttering.

"It's been a hundred years, and in a blink of an eye, it's been another hundred years." The old man muttered to himself in a low voice.

......

Three days later, on a silent night, on the summit of Dazhu Peak in Qingyun Mountain.

Li Qingyun and Tian are not easy to look at the sky and the bright moon.

"Life in the world, nine times out of ten, it is not satisfactory, but I didn't expect that my field is not easy to grow old, and I will encounter such a difficult problem." Tian Buyi sighed.

Li Qingyun glanced at Tian Buyi, who sighed about life, and couldn't bear to say what made him even more worried.

"By the way, Seventh, is there anything wrong with this late hour?" Tian Buyi looked at Li Qingyun, his daughter was not worried, his disciple was not worried, and now the only thing that made him proud and glorious was Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun pondered for a moment, but still said, "Master, do you have a good heart?" ”

"Huh?" Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, then stared at Li Qingyun with a rather ugly face, and said weakly: "Your master, I still have a good heart, you can just say anything, now your master and I have more lice and I am not afraid of itching." ”

Li Qingyun nodded, looked up and down, and said softly: "Master, you also know that I am precocious, so when I was very young, I had the ability to recognize people and things. ”

As soon as Li Qingyun spoke, Tian Buyi was shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt that what Li Qingyun was going to say next was even more terrifying than Zhang Xiaofan being a demon sect spy.

"Do you remember how I got up the mountain?"

Tian Buyi nodded, and said in a somewhat reminiscent tone: "The tragedy in Caomiao Village, you, Xiaofan, and Lin Jingyu were taken up the mountain by Daren and them, and in Yuqing Palace, you became my disciple." ”

"You didn't show much talent at the time, but I still look at you differently because you're like me when I was a kid...... Lonely and unrecognized. ”

"However, now that I think about it, your master is right, you are not like me at all......" Tian Buyi turned to look at Li Qingyun and said, "You are more like Ancestor Qingye." ”

Li Qingyun smiled and said, "Thank you, Master, for your compliment." ”

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and there was an invisible family affection circulating in the forest.

At this time, Li Qingyun's smile retracted, and he said quietly: "Actually, I know what happened to the tragedy in Caomiao Village, and I really saw it that night." ”

Tian Buyi's body was shocked, he didn't say anything, just looked at the bright moon in the sky, and quietly waited for Li Qingyun's narration.

"It was a stormy night, a special person came to Caomiao Village, a monk of Tianyin Temple, a monk of the Four Great Monks, he came to Caomiao Village for some reason, maybe it was just to rest, but wherever a character like him goes, where is the rivers and lakes, not to mention that he has a treasure that the Demon Sect has coveted for a long time, the blood devouring bead."

Tian Buyi trembled all over, and his mind was in a trance, as if he understood everything.

He looked at Li Qingyun, Li Qingyun also looked at him quietly, and said slowly: "I think Master knows why he appeared in Caomiao Village." ”

Tian Buyi nodded, his tone was filled with endless sighs, and said: "Back then, Puzhi came to my Qingyunmen with the inheritance, and wanted the two factions to study Buddhism together, in order to understand the secret of immortality, this matter was ridiculous, so he was sternly rejected by the head, but I didn't expect that he didn't let it go after all, I think, Xiaofan's Dafa Prajna was taught by him." ”

Li Qingyun nodded slightly, and continued: "The arrival of Pu Zhi attracted the peeps of the 'Demon Sect Demons', and the battle they had in Caomiao Village, there were me, Xiao Fan and Lin Jingyu, Pu Zhi was very strong, but he fell into the demon trick and was injured by the seven-tailed centipede, and finally Pu Zhi did everything to repel the demons. ”

"Seven-tailed centipede?" Tian Buyi groaned and said: "The most poisonous thing in the world, the one in it is said to be incurable, and can only wait for death." ”