The river flowing higher is flanked by rocky beaches.

The higher you go, the larger the rocky beach becomes, and the view becomes wider because of the separation of the trees. The two of them walked on the river beach, and there was no sound around them except the sound of running water and rustling footsteps. In the woods on both sides, there was not even the sound of leaves, let alone insects and birds.

Bai Jiu suddenly remembered a sentence, the world is never peaceful.

All the way, until now, the two of them did not know how far they had walked the mountain road, but when they looked back, the dense woods blocked the view, and they could no longer see the road they had come, only the gradually widening rocky beach told them that the road had been walking, and it had been a long walk.

There were blood stains on the river beach, and the expressions of the two became more and more solemn as the mountain road became deeper and deeper.

As before, the blood stains were getting denser, and this time they were more red, and there were people in the distance who were injured or dead.

And not so long ago.

Bai Jiu lifted the sword at his waist, and his pace quickened a little.

The sword on his waist is not a night tour, but as the top of the hidden dragon test, the prize given by the imperial court - the hidden abyss.

Afterwards, Vice President Mo mentioned that this sword was originally from the Ministry of War rather than the Ministry of Engineering, and it was made of extraterrestrial stars and iron, which took hundreds of days to cast.

The quality of this sword has not been judged for a long time, because Hua Jin once said that it is better to pick one at random in the library building, which is also an exaggeration. Vice President Mo said that this sword is also a medium-grade sword in the library, and if it is forged for a longer time, it may be a high-grade sword. So Bai Jiu felt that this sword was okay, and the weight it lifted was just right.

The long sword is tied around the waist, and the green clothes are fluttering. For some reason, Bai Jiu didn't take the night tour, since he used the night tour sword to use the absolute knife in the hidden dragon test, he always felt that this sword was a knife, and when he used it in the future, he didn't have the feeling of a sword anymore, but the knife technique, Bai Jiu can't use it now. What's more, before coming to Tangling, Hua Jin sent a message to him to bring this sword to prove his identity, although Bai Jiujue was unnecessary, but seeing that this sword was still sharp, he brought it.

The weapons of the world, the sword comes and the battlefield is iron-blooded, and the sword comes and the rivers and lakes have grievances.

Bai Jiu didn't realize that he was a person in the rivers and lakes, but he had grievances and had not yet been involved in iron and blood.

.........

The sun is shining, and the river reflects the light of the sky, but the forest on both sides of the river is gloomy.

The two of them looked at the surrounding woods from time to time, and they always felt a little cold, and the sense of forest continued more and more, and even the sun was not warm.

Up to the high mountain, suddenly a steep slope appeared, and a smooth stone staircase appeared on the rocky bank, leading down the river to the steep slope.

The two looked at each other without speaking, and walked directly up the stone steps without making too many stops, and soon came to the steep slope.

A lake appeared in front of the two of them, and the river had reached its end here.

The lake is green, I don't know if it's because of the green mountains and forests in the distance, or the stout weeping willows by the river. The green water of the lake should be full of spring, but at this time, it gives people a more solemn feeling.

On the other side of the lake is an even steeper cliff, with a long stone staircase rising from the cliff to the green forest hidden in the mist.

Under the mountain cliff, the corridor cornices, the pink wall fan window, there are several low courtyards built according to the mountain, from a distance, a few bright red plants bloom from the courtyard, and there are birds singing like music and singing around, it turns out that this is a garden.

For a hundred years, the Tang Tomb has never been opened, but this garden is still the same as new, seven points of tranquility, three points of luxury, there is no trace of worn, as if there are still people living here in the courtyard.

The green water is surrounded by green mountains, the courtyard is still plum, and the beauty of the garden is good.

It turns out that the purpose of the water to the high place is this green lake, which is to create green water and green mountains to compose this scenery.

But why? The beauty of the garden is only known to the people who live there, can the mausoleum be built like this?

It's weird, and it's even weirder, but neither of them thinks about it.

Their gaze skimmed over the lake and then landed on the courtyard on the opposite bank.

The blood trail began on the stone steps, leaving a thicker puddle in front of the lake, presumably for a brief pause, and then skirted the lake and entered the courtyard.

Tang Chun looked at Bai Jiu, holding the scabbard in his hand.

Bai Jiu squinted his eyes and looked inside seriously, wanting to see something from the small door.

However, without divine sense, the naked eye cannot pass through the courtyard, and naturally cannot see the scene inside.

The two of them stayed for a moment, then walked around the lake and walked towards the courtyard.

Pushing open the courtyard door, I suddenly heard a scream coming out of it.

The faces of the two were instantly solemn, and they were drawing their swords almost at the same time, and a bright sword light rose in the courtyard, carrying a strong killing intent to directly cut open the courtyard door, breaking through the spring sunshine, and falling fiercely towards the two.

The shouts rang out at the same time, and the two of them held their swords in both hands across their chests.

All I heard was a very crisp crash.

The air waves on the lake are wild, the water surface is in an uproar, the green water is set off, the waves are rippling, the lake water is shocked countless times, and the uproar flies and falls on both sides of the lake, the willow branches fly, and the smoke and dust come out in all directions.

There was no one in sight, but a sword through the door, as if it was about to cut the entire lake open, the two of them retreated at the same time, directly crossed the lake, and landed on the other side of the shore, only to finally resist the bright sword light.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard had been shattered into sawdust, and it was no longer possible to hide the view of the courtyard, and a person walked out of the courtyard.

The man was dressed in a black robe, and his face was covered with a mask, which was golden.

I couldn't see his hands, because the sleeves of the black robe were very long, and a bright sword blade stretched out halfway from the sleeve of his right hand, while blood was slowly dripping down the sleeve of his left hand.

This scene is very weird, and even more terrifying, the power of this sword is like a random slash by that person, but it is so sudden, so that Bai Jiu and Tang Chun resisted together in a panic, until they fell more than ten zhang, and then they completely took it.

The sword qi dissipated, and the wind flowed endlessly, blowing the weeping willows on the shore of the lake, and also blowing the sleeves of the man's clothes, and the black robe lifted up, revealing the things in the left sleeve.

The cyan, withered hand grasped the same thing, the thing was red flesh, from which the blood flowed, and then slowly dripped down the strange palm.

Bai Jiu looked at Tang Chun, both of them were pale, but they were still calm.

If I am not mistaken, what the person holds in the palm of his hand is nothing else, but the heart, which the practitioner calls the Hidden Mansion.

It was only at this time that the two of them finally understood why the disciple of the South China Sea Sword Sect on the rocky beach was so desperate to die, and why there was a deep wound in his left chest, which turned out to be not stabbed to death by the sword, but cut open by the sword and took out the heart.

Without saying a word, the black-robed golden-faced man seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then resolutely stopped hesitating, and rushed directly towards Bai Jiu and Tang Chun, raising the long sword in his hand again, and the sword light rose to the shore of the lake again.

Bai Jiu did not hesitate to raise his sword to greet him, the abyss whispered, the wind rose with the sword, and for a while, the cold fragrance of red plum was rich, and a proud sword intent was born in the air. Then Tang Chun did the same, but he didn't meet the sword light like Bai Jiu, but handed forward the sword and stabbed it into the man's chest, followed by the taste of Youlan, and the sword intent was deep and deep.

The two of them shot, it was the gentleman's sword with the strongest killing intent in Qingfeng Temple, they didn't leave their hands, and they didn't dare to keep their hands, this battle was not only a matter of victory and defeat, but also life and death.

........

The mountains, forests, rivers, and cemeteries in the Tang Tombs.......

Almost at the same time, countless sword lights rose from different places, and battles took place all over Tangling.

Less than a day after the opening of the Tang Tomb, someone had already crushed the bell and was taken back to the outside of the Sword Gate by the formation.

Those cultivation forces who stayed outside the pass got the news of Tang Lingzhong for the first time.

There was a lot of chaos in the woods, and the elders of the sect, the leading division of the academy, and the responsible officials of the imperial court all poured into the undispersed clouds outside the sword gate.

There are practitioners who lie in front of the clouds, dying in their lives, and desperate before they are seriously injured and die.

This is the disciple of the Great Yu Ling Mountain Sect, the seriously injured disciple has a higher cultivation level, and he already has the strength of the Divine Deficiency Middle Realm, and the young disciple who died should have just entered the Divine Void.

The elder of the Spirit Mountain Sect had an extremely ugly face, and his face turned even paler when he saw the wounds on his disciple's body.

Their injuries were strange, the chest of the seriously injured man was a blur of flesh and blood, and the dead disciple was even taken out of the secluded mansion.

Someone was constantly teleported out of the Tang Tomb, and there were exclamations and cries for help outside the sword gate.

"Black robe? Gold Noodles? ”

Lord Zhuge and Zuo Tang Shen will stand at the front, looking solemnly at the cultivators who are constantly being teleported out and wailing bitterly, and they can naturally see the strangeness of those scars in their eyes, and when they hear someone mention the black robe and the golden face, their brows are unnaturally furrowed.

"Isn't the rumored 300 dead soldiers of the Tang Emperor that year described it like this?"

Zuo Tang Shenjiang said slowly: "But those rumors back then have never been confirmed, not to mention that now the Tang Emperor has disappeared a hundred years ago, and those three hundred dead soldiers have no owner, and it is impossible to survive in the Tang Tomb." ”

As the words are said, but the atmosphere in the forest has not eased in the slightest, because some people have died, some people have been seriously injured, the secluded mansion has been broken, the heart has disappeared, and there is something stronger in the Tang Tomb, killing people.

What exactly? What kind of things exist in this Tang Tomb?

Vice Dean Mo stood in front of the seriously injured disciple, and there was an old doctor from Baihua Lane who was dealing with those wounds, and he lowered his head and asked something.

Sudden shot.

Strong.

Dressed in a black robe, with a gold face on his face, he didn't breathe.

With a sword in his right hand, his swordsmanship is weird and tricky, and his moves are all fatal, and he can't stop feeling the flow of true qi.

It's not a person, it's a killing machine.

Kill people, and then take the heart.

........

With these descriptions, Vice Dean Mo's face became more and more solemn, and the melancholy on his face became more and more intense.

He remembered one thing, the dean said that the three hundred dead soldiers in Tang did not dissipate, but also disappeared in the world with Emperor Tang.

Tangling is a separate small world, it does not belong to the category of the human world.