The moment after the white storm fell.

There were a lot of people in this alley.

The first to come was Chen Huaifeng, then Bai He, and the three people from Heavenly Prison, and finally the late ones were Mr. Xie of the Hanging Courtyard and Mr. Mingyu of the Witch Ghost Courtyard.

Although Bai Fengyu entered the Taoist world with the black-robed man.

But at the moment of dying in the end, those sword intents that escaped from their hearts and mouths also alarmed many people.

After receiving the notice, the catcher in Nanyi City hurried over and blocked the alley.

The old Taoist who only walked out of the tomb mountain yesterday is lying miserably in the alley of Nanyi City today.

It was as if a young man with good intentions bought a horse and a sword today, and the next day he fell to his death in the gutter outside the city.

But this is not the impermanence of life.

It was a premeditated killing.

What alarmed everyone was those sword intents, so Bai He and the others later frowned and looked at Chen Huaifeng, who arrived in the alley first.

Chen Huaifeng stood beside the old man with a sword on his back and a cup of wolfberry tea, sipping lightly, and said calmly: "See what I do?" I admit that these sword intents are the sword intent of the Human Sword Sect, but if I want to kill him, I will have to wait many years. ”

The implication is simple.

can't kill, can't do anything, don't look at Lao Tzu.

Bai He said softly: "It's not that I suspect Senior Brother, it's just that with such a sharp sword intent, the Human Sword Sect must know why." ”

The crowd also nodded.

Chen Huaifeng smiled, looked at Bai He, squatted down and turned the old Taoist over, and said softly: "Then he still has traces of your Daomen's Taoism, do you want to call all the eight hundred Daomen in the world to recognize it?" ”

There are no more than 800 gates in the world.

Back then, there was a conflict between the Daomen and the Grinding Sword Cliff, and the eight hundred Daoists went to the Sword Cliff and were killed by the cliff master of that generation.

Chen Huaifeng's words naturally have some irony in them.

Mr. Xie prevented the two from continuing to fight, and he could see that neither of them seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Huaifeng looked at the world instead of Zhang Xiaoyu, but there were always accidents in the world, and it was inevitable that he would be unhappy, and Bai He was forced to hand over the 300,000 Qingjia warrant, so naturally he would not be happy.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Chen, you take a few sips of tea first, and the white girl should not be angry." Mr. Xie stepped forward and stopped the two with a slight smile.

Mingyu also interjected and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

Then all eyes fell on him.

Mingyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that he is very famous in Huai'an?" ”

Mingyu is a great witch of Huangliang, so naturally he is not very clear about many historical events in Huai'an.

Lin Erliang said with a solemn expression: "He is a wind and rain in all directions. ”

Only then did Mingyu understand who the old man who died in the alley was.

However, Bai He on the side was also stunned.

Lin Erliang turned his head to look at her, and said with a strange expression: "Could it be that you don't know either?" ”

Bai He looked at the old Daoist on the ground with a complicated expression, and said softly, "Qingtian Dao people rarely mention ancestors. ”

Lin Erliang laughed and said, "It's really interesting. ”

It's really ruthless.

The crowd looked at the old Taoist in the alley in silence.

"Didn't you do it from hell?"

After Bai He knew the identity of the old Taoist, he asked the Heavenly Hell again.

Di Qianjun said indifferently: "If the Heavenly Hell wants to kill, it will be killed many years ago. ”

Jian Shijin smiled and said, "Then things get interesting, who killed him, and why did he kill such an old man who had given up everything and planned to look at the world?" ”

"Since the Heavenly Hell has been excluded, then the Natural Human Sword Sect must also be excluded." Chen Huaifeng drank wolfberry tea and said calmly.

Everyone looked at Mr. Xie and the others.

Mr. Xie said with a smile: "There is only one person in the Hanging Courtyard who can kill Bai Fengyu's predecessors, you can go and ask the dean of the lower minister." ”

So all eyes fell on Bai He.

So what about your Qingtian Dao?

Bai Fengyu did such a thing back then, causing Qingtian Dao to be divided into three, and he has not recovered his vitality so far, so Qingtian Dao doesn't hate it?

Bai He faced everyone's eyes and said softly, "I don't know. ”

Bai He naturally didn't know.

It's like when she came here, she didn't represent Qingtian Dao, but the City Lord's Mansion of Nanyi City.

Chen Huaifeng squatted down beside the old Taoist, carefully observing the remaining sword intent in his heart.

"Master stabbed him many years ago." Chen Huaifeng said slowly, "Someone induced that sword again. ”

Chen Huaifeng looked up at Ming Yu and said, "Mr. Ming, can you do me a favor?" ”

Ming Yu nodded, knowing what Chen Huaifeng was going to do, his cultivation of the power of witches and ghosts was inherently incompatible with Daomen Dao Technique.

The long sword behind Chen Huaifeng was unsheathed, and the mighty sword wind shuttled through the alley, blocking the entire alley.

Mingyu pinched the witch trick in his hands in the wide-sleeved robe.

The power of Huai'an Styx is not strong, but fortunately, Nanyi City is close to Yunmeng Daze, which also makes the power of Mingyu's witches and ghosts fill the entire alley.

Black gas surged.

And so there were golden sermons everywhere.

It was a remnant of the previous Dao technique.

It's like dusting the picture.

The traces left by those Dao Yun were exposed one by one.

Everyone stepped aside and looked at the two figures imprinted by the Dao Yun surging in the power of those witches.

"They didn't fight." Chen Huaifeng said softly.

The figures stood on both sides, and there were signs of the beginning of the Dao Technique around Bai Fengyu's body, while the other person seemed to be hidden in his robe, and the ripples of the Dao Technique around his body spread out, like rippling water.

Then the sword intent erupted.

The story ends in a sloppy end.

Everyone looked at Bai He, and Bai He looked at Mr. Xie.

Mr. Xie said softly: "It's the Qiankun hexagram, that person accurately calculated the point of the sword intent on Bai Fengyu's predecessor, and the slight stimulation triggered those old sword intents and killed him from the inside out." ”

There are many people who know hexagram art in the Taoist sect.

But when people think of this technique, they often have a person's name in their minds.

Fortune operator.

He is the most calculating man in the world.

Counted as a person who is three feet away from his fate.

Does the fortune operator have a reason to kill Bai Fengyu?

Yes.

The crowd was silent.

If it's really that kind of person, they can't do anything about it.

Chen Huaifeng put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, and said softly: "If I remember correctly, the people of the Mountains and Rivers are also very good at calculating. ”

But there are no people here.

"There are more people in the world who can calculate, but it is rare to calculate so well." Lin Erliang said lightly, turned around and walked out of the alley, "At least there is no such person in my Heavenly Prison." ”

The three of them left the alley.

This matter has nothing to do with the Heavenly Hell, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Hell.

Bai He watched in silence for a long time, and then turned away as well.

Qingtian Dao is suspicious in this matter, but she is from Nanyi City.

Chen Huaifeng looked at Mr. Xie and Mr. Ming.

The two looked at each other and sighed, and together they carried Bai Fengyu's corpse, planning to go outside the city to bury him.

Chen Huaifeng saluted the two and left with his sword.

......

Somewhere outside the city of Nanyi, under the green hills.

A new mound of earth arched abruptly there, without a monument or signature, and two radishes and a half pound of pork were placed on the side.

Mr. Ming sang the Nanchu Soul Trick on the side.

Mr. Xie stood in front of the grave and was silent.

For a long time, he looked up at the drizzle in the sky and sighed softly.

"Mr. Xie should have been a protégé of Qingtian Dao back then?" Mr. Ming walked over and looked at the mound side by side with Mr. Xie.

Mr. Xie nodded and said softly, "Yes, it's just that the story of Bai Fengyu's predecessors is much earlier. In a hundred generations of life, he is one of the few people who has not turned into a demon and witnessed a hundred years of life. ”

"I haven't heard his story."

Mr. Xie smiled and said, "There are too many stories in the world that you and I have never heard, not to mention that this kind of thing has become something that will be forgotten in history." ”

"A generation of overhauls, desolate death, can't help but make people sigh." Mr. Ming said with a sigh.

Mr. Xie looked at Bai Fengyu's grave for a long time, and said softly: "Which major repair in the world is not desolate and dead?" ”

The two looked at the tomb in silence for a long time.

"Monasticism." Mr. Xie took one last look at the new mound of mounds, "Why bother? ”

The two turned and walked away in the light rain.

So the story of the last hundred years in the world was forgotten by the world in a light rain that did not alarm the world.

......

Bai Fengyu is dead, so what about Liu March?

In the foggy jungle in Daze, the three of them sat cross-legged in the forest and breathed.

The people of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect had one of their ears cut off by their own sword, and they were dripping with blood.

The man of Edgeworth, hidden in the fog, was beside him, with his sword in his shoulder.

The black-robed young Taoist is the most miserable, the Taoist technique is reversed, and he is covered in blood-colored holes, and it seems that he can't survive anymore.

The two people with swords calmed down for a long time, and looked at the young Taoist who was twitching on the side in silence.

The people of the Liuyun Sword Sect stood up, took their swords and began to dig graves on the side.

The man of the sword sighed, raised his hand and pulled out the sword on his shoulder, stabbing it cleanly into the young man's throat.

So the young man tilted his head and died.

The two buried the young Taoist in the pit they had just dug and filled it with soil, only then did they remember that they did not know the young Taoist's name.

So the people of the Liuyun Sword Sect cut a wooden board, stretched out their hands and dipped the blood on the ground, and wrote the words thank Cangsheng.

The life of the young Taoist was buried in the Daze wetland, which few people cared about.

The two of them walked out of the forest, stood on the wetland plain, and looked ahead.

There was a passage in the fog that was slowly closing.

Liu March fled from this direction.

The two of them watched in silence for a long time, and the man of the sword said softly, "The Qingtian Dao Peerless Sect is indeed powerful. ”

The people of the Liuyun Sword Sect said calmly: "After all, he was the leader of the Dao Sect back then. ”

Just a quarter of an hour ago, the three of them had already cornered Liu March.

However, Liu March seemed to have been hiding all the time, and when the three of them approached, they suddenly opened their eyes for Qingtian.

Above the cloud and mist sky, a huge eye appeared, and the three of them didn't have time to dodge, they were hit by that gaze, and the Dao technique and the sword wind rolled upside down, and all fell on themselves.

"Absolute learning is naturally to do everything." The man of the sword said slowly, "Before he entered the Great Dao, he forcibly used this technique, which naturally caused him to be extremely heavy. ”

The left ear of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect was still dripping blood, but he didn't care, and looked at the person of the Imperial Sword.

"Chasing?"

"Chase!"