The wind and snow are vague, scattered and falling, comforting the solemn atmosphere of heaven and earth, making this piece of blood-stained snow even more lonely and miserable.

Zhuge Xingyun staggered, covered in blood, but he looked up to the sky and pointed at Su Shaoqing: "You lost because you ......"

Halfway through his words, Zhuge Xingyun suddenly spasmed all over his body, and the blood veins swelled in the visible part of his skin, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, his arm suddenly became weak, and with a "ding" sound, the long sword in his palm fell to the ground.

This sudden change caused everyone to look sideways, Qi Wuyang looked panicked, and said to himself: "This ...... What's going on?"

"Rebel. Zhuge Shenzun's expression was shocked, and his figure suddenly flew up, landing in front of Zhuge Xingyun, and struck at the eight big points of his body, before he said coldly: "Disperse qi and concentrate your mind!"

Zhuge Xingyun only felt that the muscles and veins in his body were in pain like tears, and he hurriedly listened to his father's guidance, and crossed his knees on the ground to disperse his breath and concentrate.

I saw a trace of gas emitted from the inside and outside of Zhuge Xingyun's body, and his whole person was like peeling off a cocoon, and he instantly collapsed on the ground.

After a while, Zhuge Xingyun got up with difficulty, but found that the whole person couldn't lift his breath, and hurriedly ran the true yuan in his body, but found that there was no trace of it, and the tendons and veins seemed to be broken.

"How can this be? How can this be?" Zhuge Xingyun grabbed his father's arm in horror and said in a panic: "Father, what's going on?"

Zhuge Shenzun shook off his arm and said angrily: "Rebel, if you hadn't stolen the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, how could you have lost all your muscles and veins?"

Zhuge Xingyun trembled, he secretly studied the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, he thought that he would only be punished by the door rules, but he never thought that there would be such a trouble, the whole person collapsed instantly, and shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, even if the muscles and veins are damaged, it will not be insufficient to lift the qi?"

"If it weren't for the sect master to control the eight big acupoints in your body in time and scatter the true yuan, I'm afraid that I would ......," Qi Wuyang came to the stage to explain, and added: "The Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect can't cultivate unless it is a profound cultivator, otherwise it will be broken and you will die." ”

Zhuge Xingyun was stunned suddenly, recalling that the man in black deliberately lured him to get the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, just knowing this to harm himself?

"Elder Qi, how should I be punished for stealing the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect according to the rules of the sect?" Zhuge God looked up to the heavens and was saddened, and he was also heartbroken when he said this.

Zhuge Xingyun trembled, staggered back two steps, looked at his father with teary eyes, shook his head and said, "Father, I didn't steal ......"

"What is this?" Zhuge Divine Venerable suddenly stretched out his hand and sucked the secret book in Zhuge Xingyun's arms into his palm.

"I ......"

Zhuge Xingyun wanted to explain, but he could get both the stolen goods, and he practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, even if he told the truth, just one side of the story was not enough to wash away the grievances.

In addition, once the truth is revealed, not only will he not be able to clear his name, but he will also be involved in Qi Yuyan.

Zhuge Xingyun looked at Qi Yuyan in the distance, and smiled lonely, even if she couldn't stand herself, but she was in love with the old and couldn't bear to affect her.

Zhuge Shenzun also waited for him to have a reasonable explanation, but seeing this, he could only shake his head and sigh deeply: "What explanation can you make?"

Zhuge Xingyun didn't explain it, because he couldn't explain it, and he didn't even need to explain it.

From the moment he opened the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, he understood what the result would be, but he had no hesitation, just to win Su Shaoqing once.

This time he did win, but he also paid a terrible price-

"In view of Zhuge Xingyun's theft of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, he abolished the cultivation and expelled the Tianshan Sword Sect. ”

Zhuge Xingyun's muscles and veins were damaged, and he dispersed the true yuan of his body, which was no different from ordinary people, no different from abolishing cultivation.

"Xing Yun, what are you going to do next?" At the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, only Jing Hao gave him a ride.

Zhuge Xingyun felt deeply desolate, smiled miserably, shook his head and said, "What can a homeless person do!"

Jing Hao was also depressed for a moment, before he took out a pill and handed it to Zhuge Xingyun, saying, "This is the Feng Ling Pill that the sect master entrusted me to give you, you will be better faster if you take the injury." ”

Zhuge Xingyun took the Feng Ling Pill, and there was a trace of warmth in his heart, and he was soon drowned in the cold of Tianshan Mountain.

In the distance of the high mountain, Zhuge Shenzun looked at his indifferent back and left with a little old tears, and shook his head and said, "You still have a long way to go......

The road away from his hometown is long, Zhuge Xingyun didn't expect to fall to this point, maybe he will die to be a hundred-

"Zhuge Xingyun-" A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Su Shaoqing's face turned pale and he shouted softly and weakly.

Zhuge Xingyun took a deep breath before turning to stare at him, and only after a while did he sigh lightly and sneered: "Isn't it surprising that the young sect master can't do it?"

Su Shaoqing didn't have the slightest look of surprise on his face, slowly stepped forward to face Zhuge Xingyun, and said with a smile: "As long as you leave, the position of the young sect master will be in my pocket sooner or later." ”

Zhuge Xingyun couldn't deny this, but he suddenly thought of something, and clenched his fists: "The man in black is you?"

Su Shaoqing didn't admit it, but he never denied it, but smiled lightly and said, "None of this seems to be important, but there is one thing, at least you should know ......"

The moment Zhuge Xingyun fell into the abyss, he could still see Su Shaoqing's smiling face, the sentence "The more you know, the faster you will die", but it seemed to be very gentle when it popped out of his mouth.

Death is everyone's ultimate destination, Zhuge Xingyun has lost everything, and death may be a relief for him.

But life and death, like the laws of life, are often inscrutable.

When Zhuge Xingyun woke up, he was lying on a bed, with a full white cloth belt wrapped around his body, and except for his eyes, he was basically wrapped in airtight.

He wanted to shout but couldn't open his mouth, but he couldn't move at all when he wanted to get up, and slowly a figure came into view, an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest had a white embrace, looking like a fairy wind and bones, he bent down and looked at Zhuge Xingyun on the bed, and saw him wake up and stroke his beard with a smile, his face was full of relief, and nodded: "It can be regarded as waking up." ”

In his impression, Zhuge Xingyun seemed to have seen the old Taoist, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and he couldn't help but ask when the restraints were lifted: "Where is this? Who are you?"

Zhuge Xingyun, who was already covered in injuries, was knocked off the cliff by Su Shaoqing, even the Daluo Immortal had to be crushed, but Zhuge Xingyun was really alive.

He could feel the flow of air and catch his own shadow, but he didn't understand - why was he still alive?

The old Taoist priest sat under a maple tree, just looking at the chessboard in front of him in a daze, without the slightest intention to answer him, as if there was no room for anything else in his eyes except this endgame.

Zhuge Xingyun moved his muscles and bones, and the strange thing was that the previous injuries had miraculously healed, even if he had not recovered his previous True Yuan cultivation, the whole person was refreshed.

"You can live because of that phoenix spirit pill. The old Taoist priest fell down, but when he said this, he didn't look back at Zhuge Xingyun.

"Feng Ling Pill?" Zhuge Xingyun frowned slightly, although he knew the efficacy of this pill, but with just one pill, it was impossible to bring himself back to life, shook his head and said: "The predecessors are a little evasive, and they are still arrogant." ”

The old Taoist priest turned his back to him and smiled slightly, turned around and said, "You go!"

Zhuge Xingyun felt a little inexplicable, since he saved himself, why didn't he want to reciprocate?

Of course, he didn't leave, because he had nowhere to go, but sat down opposite the old Taoist priest and said sincerely: "You saved me, I have to repay you." ”

"You're just an ordinary person, you can't save the poor. The old Taoist priest shook his head as he spoke, put away the white zi that had just fallen, and muttered to the chessboard: "Still not good!"

Zhuge Xingyun is indeed an ordinary person, and he really can't repay him for saving his life, so he can only sigh lightly: "Being a cow and a horse has to be repaid." ”

The old Taoist priest was concentrating on studying the chess game, and suddenly stared intently at the young man in front of him, and said: "You are suffering from a strange disease, even if you are a cow and a horse, there is not much time, why waste food if you are poor." ”

Zhuge Xingyun frowned and moved his muscles and bones, and said with a smile: "The seniors said that they were laughing, their lower body bones are very tough, how can they suffer from a strange disease?"

The old Taoist shook his head helplessly, and then took it back after falling into the field, before staring at Zhuge Xingyun and asking: "If the poor Dao is not mistaken, the little donor often suffers from high fever and fever, even if he cultivates the Ice Heart Sword Decisive of the Sword Sect, he cannot resist the invasion of heat poison in the body. ”

Zhuge Xingyun was shocked and inexplicable, these were his own secrets, but they were broken by the old Taoist priest, his heart was magnificent, he suddenly got up, and said, "How do you know?"

The old Taoist priest smiled indifferently and said, "In your opinion, it is a secret, but for the poor Dao, it is just a matter of exploring the pulse at a glance." ”

Zhuge Xingyun's heart fluctuated, but he sat down indifferently, took a deep breath, and said, "The predecessors are immortals, can there be a solution?"

These secrets have never been passed on except for his father, and even the elders of the Tianshan Mountains do not know about them, but the old Taoist priest can bring himself back to life with one word, which really makes Zhuge Xingyun shocked.

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said: "This is the destiny of heaven, the law of life cannot be broken, but it is only caused by the life of the little donor, but it can be used for the rest of his life, and it will definitely be blessed." ”

Zhuge Xingyun was confused, but the last sentence of the old Taoist priest seemed to indicate that there was a turn for the better, and he couldn't help asking: "Is there a way to save the seniors?"

The old Taoist priest just smiled lightly and said, "The little donor has been in a coma for seven days and seven nights, is he having the same dream?"

Zhuge Xingyun couldn't hold back the horror in his heart anymore, stood up with a "Teng" sound, and said, "You...... Predecessor...... , you can actually understand the dreams of your juniors?"

If a person knows everything about the other party, it can only mean that he has done his homework to understand in advance, but the dream is ethereal, and it can be well understood, what is it if it is not a fairy?

Zhuge Xingyun swallowed his saliva fiercely, bowed deeply, and said extremely respectfully: "I still hope that the immortals will teach you." ”

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and chuckled, dropped the white son in his hand again, and suddenly laughed: "It's been three years, and the poor Dao has finally broken the chess game." ”

Zhuge Xingyun felt helpless, seeing that the old Taoist priest was overjoyed, and he didn't want to sweep people's interest. After a while, when the old Taoist priest's joy gradually dissipated, he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask the name of the immortal?"

The old Taoist priest was overjoyed, and said casually: "Yuan Tiangang is also!"