Wintersun City, suburbs.

Among the ruins.

Pei Qiong's divine thoughts are still in the mysterious era of the Deserted Dynasty, attached to a character who looks the same as herself.

At this time, in the long pavilion in the lake, Tuoba Mu glanced at the old woman, looked at Tuoba Ling, and said with emotion:

"Speaking of which, Yan Po has also been with Rong'er for more than ten years."

"Well, Granny Yan has watched me grow up since I was a child." Tuoba Rong said with a smile.

"can let the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes willingly guard for more than ten years, it is enough to see that Rong'er has real skills, which is really enviable."

Tuoba Mu seemed to think of the past, and laughed at himself: "Unlike me, I have no ability at all, after my father died of a serious illness, his personal guards were scattered, and no one was willing to follow me." ”

"In the end, I ended up uprooting my hometown, and I could only take some belongings to take refuge in the Wasteland, and I was really miserable."

"By the way, I heard that Brother Pei is the son-in-law of Dongjinghou, I don't know if you have learned the martial arts of the Sword Pavilion?"

Tuoba Mu didn't sigh too much, quickly adjusted his mood, and his tone changed, pulling on the fake "Pei Qiong".

When the fake "Pei Qiong" heard this, he said without thinking: "Let Brother Tuoba laugh, I am stupid by nature and failed to comprehend the martial arts of the Sword Pavilion. ”

While the three of them were talking, the old woman had already boiled the tea and poured a cup for everyone.

"Brother Pei, please."

Tuoba Mu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, looking enjoyed.

The fake "Pei Qiong" glanced at the tea overflowing with fragrance, subconsciously held his breath, and did not rashly taste other people's tea.

This move attracted the attention of Tuoba Mu and Tuoba Ling, but the two didn't say much, but Yan Po, who was standing on the side, suddenly asked:

"Why don't you taste tea?"

"This tea is all Western domain tea, which is very valuable, and has the effect of dredging qi and blood and activating the meridians."

The fake "Pei Qiong" rolled his eyes slightly, and said: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that I don't have the habit of tasting tea, and I have lived up to the kindness of my predecessors." ”

Yan Po's brows furrowed, her eyes burst with essence, and she saw that the fake "Pei Qiong" didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to drink tea, and she didn't say anything more.

[In the eleventh year of Jing Chong, the twenty-seventh day of Guiyue, Emperor Huangping stayed in Wuge to receive the Western Regions mission, refused to taste tea, and avoided the catastrophe of poisoning death. 】

At this moment, a line of golden handwriting appeared in front of Pei Qiong's eyes.

There was a lot of information in his head.

"Looks the same as I thought."

"I entered the past of an emperor of the Wasteland Dynasty, and it is estimated that he was the last emperor who sealed the demon god."

"I have to say that this emperor's means are also high, and being able to change his personal image to me makes my sense of substitution a lot stronger."

Pei Qiong's eyes flickered, and she continued to watch the changes in the situation in front of her.

He wanted to know how the last emperor of the Wasted Dynasty would cope with the danger of life and death.

Especially where is the opportunity that the emperor of the Desert Dynasty said is hidden.

While his thoughts were running, Tuoba Ling's beautiful eyes looked at the green peaks on the opposite bank, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Brother Pei, the mountain scenery on the other side of the lake looks pretty good, can we go over and enjoy the scenery later?"

Looking along the gaze of Tuoba Ling, the mountains on the opposite bank are covered with green and tall ancient trees, and the mountains are full of bright flowers and plants.

But there is basically no trace of Wuge students on the mountain, it belongs to a remote mountain range, and there is not even a trail to walk and climb.

The fake "Pei Qiong" swept his gaze over the three people in front of him, and said apologetically:

"Three guests, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to deal with, and I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the mountains on the other side."

"In this way, I'll go find other martial arts pavilion students to accompany you, or will the envoys visit the martial pavilion on their own?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Tuoba Ling and Tuoba Mu looked at each other, their eyes swept over a look of surprise, and they were slightly stunned.

The two groaned slightly, did not forcibly hold back, and said: "Since Brother Pei has something to do......

Before the words were finished, a figure was as fast as lightning, and I saw the old woman standing next to her with an indifferent expression, bursting with blood all over her body, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour.

Suddenly, the old woman appeared in front of Pei Qiong, her palm was clawed, and the aura of her whole body was injected into it, like an eagle's claw that could crush iron and stone, and it poked towards the neck of the fake "Pei Qiong".

She obviously sensed that the fake "Pei Qiong" wanted to leave, so she didn't choose to hide anymore, but made a decisive move to kill the fake "Pei Qiong" on the spot.

It was at this time.

The body of the fake "Pei Qiong" suddenly did not move at all.

At this moment, Pei Qiong had a realization in his heart that he needed to control his body.

Meet the crisis ahead.

Most likely, this is a test before getting an opportunity.

A test from the Emperor of the Wasteland.

Thinking of this, Pei Qiong's face was very indifferent, and she manipulated her divine thoughts to control her body to fight back.

I saw the figure of the old woman reflected in his eyes, and the aura in his body was running rapidly, converging his fists along the meridians.

But at the moment of the shot.

Pei Qiong noticed that "herself" was currently very weak, and she only had a hundred years of Taoism.

And the old woman in front of her has thousands of years of Taoism, and the realm of the two is ten times different!

"The Tao is very low, and it has been suppressed."

"It seems that this test is not as simple as imagined."

"With a hundred years of Taoism, facing an old woman who has practiced Taoism for a thousand years, this is a very difficult thing for ordinary monks."

"It's a pity, the monk who is facing the challenge is me, although the Dao is a little lower, but I have mastered the Heavenly Dao Sword Technique, who can be my enemy?"

Pei Qiong stood with his hands in his hands, turned his aura into a long sword, and threw out a sword lightly.

Time seems to stand still.

This sword qi seemed to have come to life, as if it had gone through a hundred years of fighting, tempered for a lifetime, and all kinds of experience, methods, and skills in killing the enemy were all familiar with it.

A fluttering sword, as if containing a living sword spirit.

It's terrifying.

Click!

The sword claws collided, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the ground in an instant, and the old woman took a few steps back, looking at Pei Qiong in shock, but she didn't expect the person in front of her to be so hidden!

Fighting with her, you can actually take her tricks hard!

You know, she's a thousand-year-old monk!

And the person in front of him is only a hundred years of Taoism!

This move also shocked Tuoba Rong and Tuoba Mu, and the martial arts students along the way were all shocked, and they all retreated.

"This old woman's strength is okay, and it is estimated that she has about 1,100 years of Taoism."

With the help of spare strength, Pei Qiong widened the distance between her and the old woman, her eyes were like an eagle, staring at the old woman tightly.

"Heh, you are worthy of being the sister-in-law of Dong Jinghou, and your martial arts attainments are not shallow, but I underestimate you!"

"With such strength at a young age, if you are given a period of time as a monk, I am afraid that you will be expected to leave a great reputation in the Wasteland."

The old woman snorted coldly, and her speed was as fast as a shadow, and she was about to attack again in a blink of an eye.

"Granny Yan, stop! What are you doing! ”

Seeing this, Tuoba Rong finally came back to her senses, her expression changed suddenly, and she hurriedly spoke to stop her.

The old woman turned a deaf ear, and the aura in her body surged, passing past the martial arts pavilion students along the way, and a mysterious pattern appeared on her fist, attacking Pei Qiong's heart.

"Bold!"

At this time, the movement attracted the attention of the strong man of the Martial Pavilion, and the chief priest of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion of the Martial Arts Field quickly arrived.

He is burly, with a majestic aura, holding a long black iron stick, and his eyes are blazing, like a King Kong who is not angry and self-imposing.

The figure of the chief priest of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion flashed, blocking in front of Pei Qiong, and the dark iron rod in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and hit the old woman mercilessly.

One inch long, one inch strong!

As a famous figure in the Wild Dynasty, the chief priest of the Martial Pavilion was strong, and the long black iron stick in his hand hit the old woman's abdomen in an instant, pumping her out, blood spurting out of her mouth, and she staggered to her feet.

At this moment, Pei Qiong's figure appeared beside the old woman, raising her palm and killing her.

The power of this palm is amazing, the strength is continuous, like a continuous wave, the moment it hits the old woman, her bones are shattered, and the meridians are broken.

Poof-

The old woman's figure flew away and slammed into the stone bridge, and her whole body was embedded in the cracked stone.

"Granny Yan, why did you attack and kill Dongjing Hou's sister-in-law?!"

Seeing that Yan Po was seriously injured and didn't move again, Tuoba Rong's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen, and asked in disbelief.

"Please don't blame the young lady, the old woman is also forced to act in desperation." Yan Po's tone was slightly apologetic, and the next moment she raised her palm and hit her heart, decisively committing suicide.

The whole process was very fast, and everyone present did not react, just to see Yan Po's head tilted, and there was no breath at all.

"The attack failed and he committed suicide decisively, which seems to be an organized and premeditated operation."

"The suicide method is brutal, there is no possibility of treatment, it is estimated that he is afraid of interrogation and instigating behind the scenes."

The Chief Sect of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion had a solemn face, turned his gaze to Pei Qiong, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, thank you for your help." Pei Qiong thanked him.

"It's okay."

The chief priest bowed his head slightly, looked at Pei Qiong's eyes, didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

At this moment, the surrounding scene gradually became illusory.

The original real Wu Ge and the people became blurred.

"Not bad, not bad."

"Being able to easily block my first calamity is enough to see that you are still very strong."

"And his own talent is also very high!"

Pei Qiong's eyes became blurry again.

When he regained his gaze, he realized that his mind had returned to the ruins.

A mysterious voice came to my ears.

"Boy, remember that I am the last emperor of the Wasteland Dynasty, and I respect the Emperor of the Wasteland."

"You have passed my test and can receive my inheritance."

"Remember, those who have my inheritance can be greedy, but they must not kill innocents indiscriminately, bully men and women, and do evil."

The mysterious voice came again, and said: "I have stayed in Wuge since I was a child, and before becoming the emperor, I experienced countless calamities, and every time I was able to survive the calamities, I relied on my connections and by taking advantage of the situation. ”

"This Underworld Tablet is given to you, not only does it have my inheritance, but it also allows you to summon the Terran Grand Monk of the Underworld to act as a helper, which is equivalent to your special 'connections'!"

"Back then, I was able to seal the Demon God, and it was also thanks to this underworld monument."

In the end, the mysterious voice seemed very emotional.

"Oh? The Monument of the Underworld? ”

"Sounds pretty good."

When Pei Qiong heard this, her eyes flashed with a hint of interest, and she arched her hand towards the air, and said:

"Thank you seniors for the inheritance."

Although Pei Qiong himself does not need to inherit, his own forces do.

And the last generation of emperors of the Wasted Dynasty sealed the big demons and demon gods, which can be regarded as a merit, and he is relatively old, even if he is a senior, he still has to have the number of etiquette.

It was also at the moment when Pei Qiong's words fell.

The stone tablet that originally had pictures and handwriting appeared, the light instantly converged and floated towards Pei Qiong.

Pei Qiong did not hesitate at all, ran his divine thoughts, and left his mark on the Underworld Monument.

After doing this, he didn't linger too much in the ruins.

Turning around and running the aura, Pei Qiong headed towards Dongyang City, preparing to find a vacant place to survive the catastrophe.

........

Here, in the Pei family in Dongyang City.

Shen Xue will stay in the empty detention room, and his divine thoughts will always envelop the Luanque Demon and a group of betrayed monks next door.

Eavesdropping on the conversation between the monks and the great demon.

"It's been a few days, why is it that every day is limited to communication and no action?"

"I'm getting a little impatient to wait."

General Xue Shen sat on the chair and noticed that the Luanque Demon and a group of betrayers were still discussing the plan to deal with the Pei family, and his expression was very unhappy.

Beep so many days.

Damn, you guys do it!

Do you know that there are people outside who are guarding the door day and night, just waiting for you to act!

What are you doing with such ink, can you be a little more refreshing!

Xue Shenjiang was full of complaints, and became more and more unhappy with the Luanque Demon and a group of betrayers in the detention room next door.

"That's it, it's over, I can only continue to stay here and wait for the opportunity."

"This kind of thing, I still can't rush it!"

After complaining in his heart for a while, Xue Shenjiang's expression became helpless, and he could only sigh faintly.

......

At the same time, in the remote place of the Pei family.

A group of coverbacks sneaked around in a side room.

Their excuse was that they were cultivators hiding in the secret place of Jing Dynasty, and they were resisting demons on weekdays, and when they learned that the Pei family in Dongyang City, Qingshi County, was very strong, they all came over to defect.

Because Pei Qiong is not at home, and looking at the realm of the Hidden One, it is not bad.

Therefore, the Pei family did not slack off, and without knowing their details, they took them to the side hall and prepared some tea.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is tea, please taste it slowly."

"As the saying goes, everyone comes from afar, but our Pei family still has some unwritten rules. If you don't have permission, please don't wander around to avoid misunderstandings. ”

"In a little while, there will be a steward coming, and I ask you to wait a while."

In the waiting room, several monks of the Pei family prepared tea, gave a simple explanation, and turned to leave.

A group of advanced monks came over, and the monks guarding the door of the Pei family have already reported it to the higher-ups.

According to the high-level transmission, it is estimated that there is still a quarter of an hour left, and the Pei family will send a high-level monk to come over to meet with the Hidden One.

"Fellow Daoists of the Pei family, go slowly."

"We all know how to measure, and we won't walk around."

Several of the Hidden Ones smiled and spoke.

Seeing the monks of the Pei family leave, their faces changed instantly.

"Head, are we really going to stay here forever?"

A short, cloaked man whispered to a burly man.

"Don't worry, the leader has an order, let me wait to stay in the guest room of Pei's house first, and wait until I receive his transmission before acting."