In the Bashu region, the blocked roads have always cut off the traffic between here and the Guanzhong region, and the towering Qinling Mountains are cut off in the north of the land of abundance, and even the clouds and mist in the north cannot pass through the mountains that connect the sky.

From Kunlun in the west, through Longnan in the middle, to Dabie Mountain in the east, the mountains are like a natural barrier to divide the north and south of the Fuxia land, and it is particularly unattainable in the Bashu region.

Walking on the rugged path between the lofty mountains, you can't see the day, and the trail on the Taibai Mountain in the west can only be walked by birds, and from there, you can reach the top of Mount Emei.

It is said that once Xihe's six dragon cars ran aground here, and the yellow cranes, who were good at flying high, could not fly. Below, the torrential waves emptied the twists and turns of the river, and the Qingniling winds and turns, and there are nine roundabouts within 100 steps.

No wonder Taibai Sword Immortal once said that the difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky.

And here, there are several figures leaping between the mountains as if they were walking on the ground, and even the apes on both sides of the river cannot reach them.

The snow in Chang'an was still falling, and the thousands of demons and ghosts wandering around also smelled the oppressive breath coming from the air, and they couldn't pass the defense of Chang'an City, so they hovered outside, just waiting for Chang'an to overturn, fishing in troubled waters.

At dawn on the second day, the heavy snow that had fallen for a day and two nights finally stopped, and under the snow, the prosperous Chang'an was also a lot lazy.

A black line crossed the snow, like a foraging bird, and it scurried past the low eaves, burrowed through the cracks in the windows, and shot into the mosquito nets.

A steaming towel wound around it, intercepting the black line, and after losing the momentum to move forward, the black line also revealed its true nature. It was a long black needle, not only exuding a cold air, but also a purple poison on the tip of the needle, but after a short period of effort, layers of frost had formed on the towel.

As Qingya focused on the long needle in front of him, the sharp blade was silently close to his back. The black blade does not reflect, it hides under the blind corner of the green cliff's sight, like a poisonous snake, waiting for the opportunity to see blood and seal its throat.

A pair of eagle-like eyes stared closely at Qingya's neck, and at the moment when the man was about to make a move, his chest felt as if he had been hit head-on by a mountain. No amount of subtle killing was to avail in the face of sheer power, and the man flew out and crashed into the wall, sliding to the ground and losing the strength to get up again. Scarlet blood seeped out from under his visor, accumulating into tiny pools on the ground.

No hidden trace could escape the tracking of the needle at such a close distance, but before Qingya could counterattack, the white dragon hidden in the sword could no longer hold it.

"Senior, go to Qing'er's side."

was attacked on his side, and Qingya subconsciously worried about Hua Qing'er's safety.

"I know, I know, you're in a hurry."

Before the words fell, Di Xi had already appeared in Hua Qing'er's room. But the other party's target seemed to be only Qingya, and Hua Qing'er, who was only separated by a wall, was rubbing her sleepy eyes and pushing the doors and windows.

On the other side, the Assassin was hunched over and on the ground, unable to breathe.

When the dust of the universe falls, it is a mountain that weighs on everyone's shoulders. For Di Xi, she just gave a gentle push and landed on the human body, but almost took the person's life.

Of course, for those who want to kill their own lives, Qingya will never be merciful. But he also knew that this assassin was just a pawn at best, who was it that wanted to get rid of him?

Few people know his foothold in Chang'an, and this assassin can sneak in quietly with the doors and windows closed, he must not be an ordinary person, and the person behind the scenes must have an extremely large intelligence network, and at the same time, he is either in high power or rich and rival the country.

"One life for another, say what the Lord has made, and you may depart."

Qingya stabbed him in each of his arms, making him lose the ability to pick up a weapon to fight back, and then condescendingly pointed the tip of the sword at his chest, piercing his heart with a slight force.

But Qingya saw that the living person in front of him suddenly turned into a shadow, and slipped out like a stream of water along the gap under the door.

Moreover, Qing Ya didn't know if he was mistaken, he seemed to see his shadow holding a sword and slashing at the fleeing assassin, who fled without a trace after leaving a few drops of black inky blood.

"Green Cliff!"

The door was pushed open, and Hua Qing'er broke in in a panic without washing her hair or combing her face, until she saw Qingya standing there unharmed, and the hanging heart in her chest was put back.

"Oh? It turned out to be the Imperial Shadow Technique, I never thought that today, 10,000 years later, I could still see the stunt of the West Xuan Cave Heaven, which is really nostalgic. ”

Di Xi saw the few drops of black shadow blood on the ground, and then remembered the mystery.

Ten thousand years ago, the aura in the world was very abundant, and countless caves and blessed lands were born, and the Xianjia Langyuan was born.

Xixuandongtian is also known as the "three-element extreme true heaven", so far no one knows where it used to be, only in the ancient book "Yun Ji Seven Signs" There are a few records.

According to legend, there are two exercises in the West Xuandong Heaven, the sun is said to be "Yu Yi", the Taiyin is said to be "Neighbor Knot", the scriptures are engraved on the jasper slip with purple and gold cloud patterns, the jade is like the green cloud water, the word is like the light of the sun and the moon, and the light is like the blue cloud, therefore, the West Xuandong is also called the Blue Cloud Cave.

The male and female disciples in the sect practiced the two sutras of Yu Yi and the two meridians respectively, and when they were cast, they complemented each other, far beyond the effect of the combined efforts of ordinary two, so the disciples of the Western Xuandong Heaven were usually a man and a woman walking together.

And this shadow technique, is one of the techniques of the West Xuan Cave Heaven, the cultivator can refine his own shadow, become a puppet with all his own power, assist himself in fighting, and can also be used as a fake body to hide from the sky and the sea, the puppet conjured by the shadow has the same breath as the deity, and it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the authenticity.

As for which part of this Imperial Shadow Technique came from, Di Xi couldn't remember clearly. Back then, the Qingling True People of the West Xuandong Heaven could only look up to themselves from afar, so Di Xi only had some vague impressions of this.

"Did my predecessor say that the one who came to assassinate me just now was just the shadow of a person? If you learn this shadow technique, you can do whatever you want, anyway, it's just the shadow that gets beaten and hurts. ”

Qingya's cognition of the world has been refreshed again, there are thousands of martial arts in the world, and his knowledge is really too short-sighted.

"How can you think of good things, everyone is one and the same as their shadow, and any damage suffered by the shadow will be returned to me as it was. However, it is also beneficial to send your own shadow over, and if you can't beat it, you will slip away. ”

Although he repelled the attackers, Qingya couldn't relax the more he hung his heartstrings. Those who can master the exercises of 10,000 years ago, either from a profound sect or family, or have obtained the inheritance of the Western Xuandong Heaven by chance, no matter which one they are, they are not easily driven by others.

Obviously, I already thought highly of him before, but I didn't want to, his origin was still bigger than I imagined. And such a person is just an assassin sent by the other party, what kind of authority will he have behind the scenes.

Which immortal did you offend? Dealing with a small foundation-building monk, the other party was willing to pay such a bloody foundation.

If such an assassin has one, will there be a second or a third?

Looking into the distance through the window, the entire Chang'an City was covered in a white snow, which seemed so peaceful and peaceful, but under this heavy snow, I don't know where there were many dangers.

"It's not safe here, let's move to Sister Qiu during this time."

I have Di Xi by my side, but I am not very afraid of these secret enemies, but what if the other party is targeting Hua Qing'er, what if they are more ruthless and target the mother-in-law and the old couple?

If there is anyone who suffers an unjustified disaster because of himself, then the object that Qingya cannot forgive is himself except for the person who did it.

"Okay, let's go to Qixia Mansion immediately."

On this journey from the West City to the East Market, Qingya had never walked so slowly and carefully, as if at the next corner, there would be a sword and sword shadow ambushing him.

Qingya had never felt that this road was so long, usually less than a quarter of an hour, but today it was half an hour. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way, everything was as calm as before, and if it wasn't for the assassination in the morning, today would be another pleasant day.

Dragons are a bit more lazy than humans, especially in cold weather like this. Now that the hour has passed, but the gate of Qixia Mansion is still closed, if there is nothing to do today, Qiu Chiyu will not get up all day.

Gently clasped the knocker three times, and after waiting for a while, the door of Qixia Mansion slowly opened.

The person who opened the door had long brown hair, like a pine tree in autumn, and Qingya seemed to be able to ask for a faint pine fragrance. The man was wearing a light red Xiangfei skirt, and his tall figure had a different style that the girls in Chang'an City did not have.

At this moment, her violet jewel-like eyes reflected the figures of the two Qingya, and then she smiled and pulled the two closer to the door.

"Miss Shushu, you look so good in the Central Plains dress, you are so tall, this skirt shows that your waist is so thin, and your legs are so long......"

The two girls chatted all the way, and Hua Qing'er never hesitated to praise her, until Tana Shushu praised her and lowered her head with a red face.

"Miss Qing'er, don't laugh at me anymore, the woman we grew up outside the gate has rough skin and thick flesh, and she can afford the word beautiful there, otherwise, Qingya Gongzi will not dislike me that day."

Well?

Why did you talk about me again, where did I not want her to come?