A few days later, at dusk.

Murong Yunyao traveled for more than a month, and finally arrived at Tongling Gorge at dusk on this day. In front of the gorge is a vast forest, the ancient trees in the forest are towering, the high ones seem to reach into the sky, the short ones are just above her feet, and there are many thick and long vines entwined in them, making every step very difficult.

The trees show not the slightest sign of being pruned, and it is clear that the place is inaccessible. "Could it be that the cult people will really gather here?" Murong Yunyao even suspected that he had misheard the location.

She walked through the crevices of the trees, looking for clues from the cultists. Soon the light darkened completely, and the forest was dead silent, except for the occasional birdsong of the mountain wind passing through the treetops. Fear often comes from the unknown, no one knows whether there is danger lurking in the dark forest, facing the scene in front of him, Murong Yunyao felt unprecedented gloom and fear, and even shuddered.

Murong Yunyao has always been very courageous, but in such a primeval jungle where he can't see his fingers, how can he not be afraid? She probed the way with a long sword in hand, and every step was extremely cautious, for fear that if she stepped on the wrong step, she would startle the evil spirits in the forest, or step on poisonous snakes and beasts, and thus make herself doomed.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of "squirming" in the forest in front of her, Murong Yunyao stopped vigilantly, and the instinct of a martial arts practitioner made her feel that along with the sound came a burst of killing intent. This kind of killing intent will never come from a beast, but from a person, a person with extremely high martial arts. Murong Yunyao couldn't help frowning slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out.

She was about to meet her sword, but suddenly heard several muffled sounds of "dong dong" in front of her, which seemed to be the sound of several people being injured and falling to the ground at the same time. As this muffled sound passed, the awe-inspiring killing intent that had just come on his face disappeared in an instant, and the forest became silent again.

Murong Yunyao was stunned and said secretly, "What's the matter?" There was obviously a master lurking in the forest, and that killing intent was obviously coming at me, but why did it dissipate in an instant? Even if they leave, it should be the sound of footsteps, not the sound of falling to the ground! ”

She couldn't resist her curiosity, and her steps became faster than ever, and she scurried to the source of the sound in a few steps. At this time, the moonlight shone obliquely into the forest, through the dense branches, and poured hazely on the ground.

Murong Yunyao took advantage of the blurred moonlight to see five or six people lying on the ground, several of them were all dressed in black, their high collars blocked their thin cheeks, and their loose hair covered their faces, looking like ghosts in the middle of the night. But this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that they are all dead, and they were actually strangled to death by their companions!

She looked at the extremely shocking scene in front of her, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves, and she couldn't say a word for a long time. She couldn't figure out how such a master could die in an instant, let alone why they killed each other.

Is their death due to infighting in the sect? Or did they kill their companions by mistake because they were blind? Or is it a strange and bloody ritual? These thoughts kept appearing in Murong Yunyao's mind, but they were immediately denied by her one by one, and in the end, only a moment of confusion, a burst of confusion, and a burst of fear made her tremble.

It took Murong Yunyao a long time before she gradually calmed down and continued to walk forward. As she got closer and closer to the canyon, she faintly heard the sound of waterfalls falling from the canyon, and the whimpering sound of the mountain wind blowing through the canyon, but she never heard a human voice.

Suddenly, her already calm mind tensed again, as she felt a monstrous murderous intent coming from above her head. She hurriedly raised her head and looked at the tall tree in front of her, trying to spot the master lurking in the tree among the branches and leaves.

Suddenly, the branches in front of him moved slightly, and Murong Yunyao determined the position of the other party, and suddenly the long sword was across his chest, ready to guard against the enemy's sudden killer.

As soon as she put on a posture, she saw the branch on her head shake slightly, and then the three black-clothed people fell straight from the tree, their bodies did not change in the air, and they fell heavily on the ground with their heads down. After they fell to the ground, their bodies remained motionless, and even their heads hit the stones, and blood kept gushing out, and they did not react in the slightest.

Murong Yunyao took a few steps forward and looked at the three black-clothed people, and her heart was deeply shocked again. She saw that although the three of them were all dead, and they died at the same time, they had different ways of dying, as if they were not killed by the same martial arts, or even belonged to the same sect.

"It's weird!" Murong Yunyao looked at these corpses and opened her mouth wide, thinking, "Who killed them?" Why kill them? Does he want to fight like this girl, or does this person have an enmity with a cult? It seems that those people did not kill each other to death, but were killed by what means this person used! ”

Murong Yunyao knew that these were by no means something that he would be able to figure out in a while, and it was better to save people first! I had to temporarily suppress the doubts in my heart and continue to walk forward. Not far in front of her was Tongling Gorge, but fortunately there were no obstacles on the way, and she successfully reached a temple.

This temple is not old, but it is not too new, and it was probably built during the founding of the Great Song Dynasty. The whole body of the temple is painted with black lacquer, the bottom is square, the top is round, and the top of the temple is high and pointed, which is very strange. The most strange thing is that the whole temple does not even have a single window, as if it is afraid of someone peeping into it, and it seems that something will flow out of the window.

Murong Yunyao looked at this strange temple, her hand pressed on the long sword, and she clenched it very tightly, as if she was afraid that the temple would give birth to a suction force and suck her sword away. At first, her steps were a little hesitant, but remembering Ah Nian's pitiful appearance, she turned her heart sideways, simply didn't do anything, and walked quickly towards the gate of the temple.

In a moment, Murong Yunyao arrived at the door.

The temple's gate is also bizarre, made of pitch-black stone, so black that it seems to absorb the moonlight. On the two doors are also carved two identical, extremely beautiful totems.

At the top of the temple gate is carved a monster with long hair and a very similar appearance to a dog, but with four bear claws. The most bizarre thing is that this monster has no eyes and ears, and it has bird-like wings on its back, which makes people feel very awkward. Beneath the monster is carved an old man dressed in strange clothes, who seems to be praying to the monster. There were also three middle-aged men standing beside the old man who were also dressed strangely, and their devotion to the old man was like that of the old man to the monster, and their status was obviously below the old man. Below the three of them are nine people dressed in the same clothes as the previous one, who are the people who connect the past and the next in the whole painting. Below them are the messengers and messengers, and at the bottom are countless believers who look up to the heavens and pray, and the heavens in their eyes are undoubtedly the old man and the monster in the painting. Their souls seem to be led by the old man, and their movements are full of piety and madness.

Murong Yunyao wanted to push the door and walk directly into the temple, but she was attracted by this picture, and whispered to herself: "I finally figured out their nonsense!" As the sacrificial wine had said, the monster at the top must have been the Lord of their mouths. The old man is the leader of the sect, and in turn there are the big sacrificial wine, the small sacrificial wine, the leading envoy, the messenger and the believers. ”

After looking at it for a long time, she pointed at the old man in the painting with the tip of her sword, "This monster must be used by you to deceive those ignorant believers, and it is you old thing that really harms people!" I want to see if you're a human or a ghost! She said as she pushed the heavy door open and walked briskly inside.

There was no smell of incense in the temple, only a few burning candles, and the light of the fire reflected a little hazy in the temple. Murong Yunyao held the long sword upside down, and his steps were extremely light, lest he arouse the ideas of the cultists and be attacked by them.

She took a quick look around. Although the temple is not too big, there is a huge stone offering table in the center, and a statue more than two people high is enshrined on the table, which is actually the monster on the door. Murong Yunyao had entered countless temples, and it was the first time she had seen such a strange temple as in front of her.

She glanced at the statue with disdain, and said, "This is clearly a cult!" It's really strange that such a strange thing is believed by some people! But her voice was interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from outside the temple, and the footsteps were so soft, so light that they did not seem to be made by a human being.

Murong Yunyao looked out vigilantly, only to see a middle-aged man in a strange and gorgeous robe, slowly approaching with a large group of white-clothed envoys, obviously they had already set a trap, just waiting for her to drill into the trap herself.

"You have to pretend to be a ghost in front of this girl, and you have the ability to fight with me!" Murong Yunyao said and put the sword across his chest, and was about to walk out of the temple. But the black-robed strange man didn't seem to want her to leave the temple, so he took people into the temple first, blocking Murong Yunyao's way.

The black-robed strange man stared at Murong Yunyao with his eyes firmly through his scattered hair, his gaze was very bright, and it seemed to release two strange rays of light. He only stared at Murong Yunyao quietly, his gaze seemed to look through her body and see her soul.

Murong Yunyao was uncomfortable with him, and there was a hint of anger on his face. She pointed her sword at the black-robed strange man and asked, "Who are you?" Where have you imprisoned all the deceived people? ”

The black-robed stranger's lips moved up and down, letting out a strange moan, and his hands followed with a few strange gestures. He seemed to be a mute, playing dumb riddles with Murong Yunyao. Although Murong Yunyao couldn't understand what he was saying, she could feel his anger and pride through his tone.

"The Great Sacrifice Wine said, you are so bold that you dare to kill the believers of our Holy Sect, and today you will die without a place to be buried!" An envoy standing beside the black-robed stranger loudly translated the sign language of the black-robed stranger, his voice was low and hoarse, so cold that there was no trace of emotion, if a dead person could speak, it must be his voice.

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly and said, "Just because of these demons and monsters, you also want to kill this girl?" It's just wishful thinking! As she spoke, a sword stabbed straight at the black-robed stranger with a strong wind, and the sword was swift and sharp, and suddenly it reached the throat of the black-robed stranger.

When the black-robed strange man saw this sword, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his hands did not shy away, reaching the blade of the sword towards Murong Yunyao. Murong Yunyao originally thought that this sword would definitely be able to pierce his right hand, but the sword was about an inch away from his right hand, and it was suddenly blocked by an invisible force, and the last inch could not be stabbed forward no matter what.

"You're a human or a ghost!" Murong Yunyao's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at the black-robed strange man in disbelief, the surprise in his eyes was as if he had seen a ghost. She knew that the strength of the other party's internal strength was by no means comparable to herself, so she hurriedly withdrew her sword to change her moves, but was stunned to find that the long sword had been sucked by the black-robed strange man's internal force, and it was equally difficult to withdraw the sword.

When Murong Yunyao saw such martial arts, a thought suddenly appeared in her mind, a thought that surprised her herself, I don't know whether it was excitement or fear, her voice became a little trembling at this moment, "Hey, the internal power you practice is the Ten Thousand Demons Covering the Heavens Dafa of the Nine Ghost Realms?" ”

The black-robed strange man nodded, shook his head again, his eyes became resentful, and he made a few quick gestures with his left hand. The envoy hurriedly translated: "Lord Sacrificial Wine said that you are almost dead, so it doesn't hurt to tell you!" What he practiced was not the Great Law of Ten Thousand Demons Covering the Heavens. However, the Holy Sect used to belong to the Nine Ghost Realms, so it was inevitable that the moves would be similar. ”

Murong Yunyao knew that he was not the opponent of the black-robed monster, so he hurriedly said, "Since you are a subordinate of the Nine Ghost Realm, why don't you bow down when you see this girl?" ”

The black-robed strange man seemed a little surprised when he heard this, and made a few more gestures with his left hand. The envoy translated again: "Who are you?" What is the relationship with the Nine Ghost Realm? ”

Murong Yunyao smiled and said, "This girl will not change her name or change her surname, she is Murong Yunyao, the granddaughter of Murong Zhang, the Nine Ghost Realm Hades Venerable in the past!" Since you were my grandfather's subordinate, how dare you be rude to this girl? ”

Hearing this, the black-robed strange man not only did not stop, but instead strengthened his right hand, attacking Murong Yunyao like a mountain, and at the same time made a few gestures with his left hand. The envoy translated: "Lord Sacrificial Wine said that in the past, your grandfather used to use the power of the ghost realm to oppress our Holy Sect and kill and injure our believers, and today he wants you to pay for it with blood!" ”

Murong Yunyao was stunned for a moment, and then cried bitterly in his heart, "Grandfather, you were famous and famous back then, and you were so majestic when you unified the evil way. But have you ever thought that your granddaughter would die because of you today! ”

"Click! Click! Click! ”

The internal force from the palm of the black-robed strange man became more and more powerful, and there was a soft sound from the long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand, and then it was broken into several sections. Although this long sword cannot be compared with Murong Yanzhao's saber Yuan Tu in the past, it can be regarded as a relatively good sword of the Murong family, but it is so vulnerable in front of this black-robed monster.

Murong Yunyao hurriedly threw the hilt of the sword at the door in front of him, and the black-robed strange man smiled slightly, and casually knocked the hilt of the flying sword to the ground, and then hit Murong Yunyao with a palm. Murong Yunyao hurriedly took a few steps back, and only then could he avoid a blow, but his cheeks were still hot and painful from the palm wind he brought.

"If you dare to kill me, be careful......" Murong Yunyao made a threatening remark as she stepped back. But after she said the word "be careful", she didn't know what to follow and what to say.

Yun Zixiao is far away at the border, Zhao Defang is in Bianliang, Wan Jianfeng's whereabouts are unknown, and the only one in the Murong family who still admits that his brother Murong Defeng is in Ezhou, how can anyone stand up for her now? Whose name should she use to threaten this strange man in black with extraordinary martial arts?

Murong Yunyao thought about it, and the person had retreated to the offering table, and there was no way to retreat behind him. The black-robed strange man also arrived at the table in an instant, and Murong Yunyao saw that although he couldn't see with his eyes, he could accurately find his position with the ability to hear and distinguish the position, she was speechless in surprise, and her body trembled slightly.

The black-robed strange man swung a palm at Murong Yunyao, only to see that his palm was extremely strong, and the air seemed to become distorted under the power of this palm. Such a terrifying palm, let alone Murong Yunyao, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the martial arts celebrity, who has been famous for many years, to take it. At this time, the only thing she could do was to close her eyes and wait for death.

The black-robed strange man let out a strange laugh, and the internal force of his palm seemed to have increased by a few percent in the laughter. Murong Yunyao only felt suffocated for a while, and then his mind went blank, and his body seemed to fall straight from mid-air to the eighteenth layer of hell!

Murong Yunyao seemed to feel that her soul was out of her body, she saw Brother Yun's handsome face, saw her father's kind smiling face, tears couldn't help but appear in her eyes, she was about to say something to them, but suddenly felt that the oncoming wind disappeared, and her soul returned in an instant.

She slowly opened her eyes, where was this still the temple full of murderous intent, and endless surprise and shock instantly surged into her mind, making her stunned for a moment.

At this moment, I saw that the black-robed strange man was already dying and collapsed to the ground, and the powerful palm hit him in the chest inexplicably. The envoys behind the black-robed monster were beaten by the martial arts of different sects, and their bones were broken, and corpses were everywhere. The blood stained the black bricks on the ground, making this already strange temple even more strange at the moment. Everything seemed like an absurd nightmare.

It took Murong Yunyao a long time to come back to her senses, and the first thing she did was to squat beside these corpses, put her hand in their arms, and skillfully took out their money bags. As she counted the money, she thought to herself, "Anyway, these people are dead, and I can use their money as a pester." ”

She looked at the dozen or so copper plates in her hand, her face was as if she had eaten bitter melon, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Poor ghost! You have bewitched so many believers, but you only have so much money on you, which is not enough for this girl to return to Yongfu County! ”

Murong Yunyao kicked the black-robed stranger heavily, and the black-robed stranger was kicked by her, and suddenly his eyes rolled up, his legs kicked, and he died of anger. When she saw that the black-robed monster was dead, she walked out of the temple and looked around for the believers.

Behind this strange temple is the mysterious Tongling Gorge, with a magnificent waterfall hanging between the canyons, constantly emitting the sound of "booming" like thunder, and nothing else.

Murong Yunyao stood in front of the canyon and looked at it for a moment, and then stepped into the valley with courage. But she searched for a long time, but not only did she not even find a single believer, but she didn't even see a figure. But she didn't want to give up, and still walked to the bottom, searching all the way.