Black Cliff Ridge is a very ordinary mountain range in the Qianling Mountain Range.

Among the thousands of peaks and peaks, Black Cliff Ridge can be said to be unremarkable, and even low and somewhat inconspicuous.

However, there is also an unusual place in Black Cliff Ridge, which is the headquarters of the Bloody Cloak Building.

The headquarters of the Bloody Clothes Building, known as the 'first floor in the world', actually does not have a pavilion, and there is not even a building that touches the building.

The headquarters of the Bloody Cloak Building is actually called Black Cliff Village, which is indeed a mountain village.

If outsiders came, they would never think that this Black Cliff Village was a famous bloody building, and would only think that it was just an ordinary mountain village.

However, Black Cliff Village is not as simple as it seems, the mountain village is just a bewildering appearance, and the real secret of the Bloody Clothes Building is hidden in the valley behind Black Cliff Village.

There are many hidden caves in the valley, and these caves are the real headquarters of the Bloody Cloak Building.

At this time, in the middle of a dimly lit cave.

Jin An was dressed in a green shirt and sat on top of an emerald jade stone.

His body looked thin, skinny and bony on his wrinkled face, and there was no trace of blood, like a dried corpse.

"Father-in-law!"

A burly middle-aged man came to the cave and called softly.

This middle-aged man is one of the owners of the four buildings of the Bloody Clothes Building, the owner of the Ink Knife Building, and the Golden Knife.

"What?"

A hoarse voice rang out.

"The plan to assassinate the King of Xin'an County failed, and Jin Yu and Jin Kang were both captured by Zhenwu Sisheng!" Golden Knife Road.

Jin An suddenly opened his eyes, and an icy chill suddenly spread in the cave.

"Jin Kang is exposed!"

"Hmm!"

"How was it exposed?"

"It should be Jin Yu who betrayed us." Golden Knife Road.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Jin An's eyes, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Zhenwu Division intends to let the major sects of Tianzhou encircle and suppress us!" Golden Knife Road.

Jin An was slightly stunned, a touch of blood crept up on his pale face, and then his thin body swelled up like a balloon, enriching his cyan clothes.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from a shriveled old man to an old man with crane hair and a childish face.

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely be dazzled.

However, the golden knife didn't seem to be surprised, and there was no surprise on Fang Zheng's face.

"What Zhen Wuji thinks is quite beautiful!" Jin An said disdainfully.

Obviously, he didn't think that the sect forces of Tianzhou would encircle and suppress their Bloody Clothes Building according to the will of the Zhenwu Division.

The golden sword bowed his head and said, "Maybe those sects are willing to accept the drive of the Zhenwu Division. ”

"What do you mean?" Jin An asked with a frown.

Only then did the golden sword tell all the contents of the letters sent by the Zhenwu Division to the major sects.

After listening, Jin An's face became calm.

"What a good idea!"

"Father-in-law, what should we do next?" Golden Knife asked.

Jin An pondered for a moment, snorted coldly, and said, "Since they want to come and send them to death, let them come!" ”

"Gather the landlords of the states, and let's fight them! It is also good to let the people of the imperial court know that there is a price to pay if they want to deal with our bloody clothes building. ”

He stood up, exuding a thick and bloody aura that made the entire cave gloomy.

……

Tianzhou City, inside the inn.

Qin Wei sat in front of Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "Why did Your Highness come to see me?" ”

He remembered that Qin Wei had said that he should try not to get involved with Zhenwu Division.

Qin Wei shrugged his shoulders and said, "You just helped the Zhenwu Division yesterday, if this king doesn't come, wouldn't it mean that there are no three hundred taels of silver here!" ”

He wanted to hide his relationship with Ye Gucheng, but with Ye Gucheng's help yesterday, he had to come to see Ye Gucheng.

An innate martial artist appeared in Tianzhou City, and he also showed his strength in front of hundreds of soldiers of the Zhenwu Division, and also helped the Zhenwu Division stop the fleeing prisoners.

If Qin Wei still pretended not to know, it would be too much to say.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to come, and it is unreasonable for him not to come.

"This king will leave after a cup of tea, you don't have to pay attention to this king!"

"When the king leaves, he will say that you have rejected the king's wooing."

Qin Wei took the tea and chuckled.

It doesn't matter if you see each other, anyway, as long as you don't expose Ye Gucheng as his person.

"Actually, I don't want to refuse Your Highness." Ye Gucheng Road.

Ye Gucheng actually wanted to follow Qin Wei and protect Qin Wei's safety.

Qin Wei looked at him, his brows raised slightly.

"No, you should refuse this king, because this king still has a lot of important things to do in the future."

"What's the matter?" Ye Gucheng asked.

"Enter Qingfu Mountain!" Qin Wei said.

Ye Gucheng pondered for a moment, "Qingfu Mountain is not something that ordinary people can enter. ”

"It's man-made, as long as your strength is strong enough, someone will invite you to go." Qin Wei said.

Qingfu Mountain is the place where the innate warriors cultivate, and all the innate warriors on the Qingfu Mountain are loyal to the Emperor.

It's a bit inappropriate to say loyalty, but they are indeed high-end forces that belong to the court.

Whether it is Lihuang or the court, they naturally hope that the more innate martial artists in Qingfu Mountain, the better.

Therefore, whenever there is a congenital warrior in the people, the court will send out an invitation.

Ye Gucheng's origin and identity are a problem, but Qin Wei has already helped Ye Gucheng think of his identity.

That's the South China Sea Loose Cultivation!

The South China Sea is the sea south of Dali, where there are many islands and many cultivators.

There are often some warriors from the South China Sea in Dali.

Ye Gucheng can use this origin to eliminate some unnecessary troubles.

"Okay, it's almost time, this king is leaving!"

Qin Wei got up and said.

Ye Gucheng also stood up and bowed slightly.

After walking out of the inn, Qin Wei got into the carriage.

Xiao Shunzi drove the carriage, Yuwen Chengdu and more than 20 soldiers guarded the carriage, and Mo Yan didn't know where to hide.

"Your Highness, is that really an innate martial artist?"

The carriage moved forward, and Xiao Shunzi couldn't help but ask.

"It should be!" Qin Wei said.

"And what's his name?" Xiao Shunzi was very curious about Ye Gucheng.

"The South China Sea Scattered Cultivation Leaf Lonely City!" Qin Wei said.

In this way, the White Cloud City Lord became a South China Sea cultivator.

"Then is he willing to join our Zhenwu Division?" Junko continued to ask.

"No, he doesn't seem to look down on the small temple of Zhenwusi." Qin Wei smiled lightly.

Although these questions were asked by Xiao Shunzi, Qin Wei said them to Mo Yan and the others.

……

The eastern part of the Qianling Mountains.

The junction of Tianzhou and Liangzhou,

The morning mist drifts like a light veil in the wind, enveloping the gorgeous mountains and forests, and the clouds and mist shroud them, as if to put a veil of mystery on the mountains and forests.

Walking in the mountains and forests, the hazy feeling gives people a sense of being in a fairyland, which is refreshing.

It's just that this coziness was quickly broken.

A few horses galloped along the narrow mountain path, like a sharp arrow into the mist and mist, causing the morning mist to churn slightly.

Just as the horse was galloping, the woman in the skirt riding on the back of the horse suddenly tightened the reins in her hand.

"Stop!"

The four or five horsemen stopped suddenly.

The woman's eyes scanned the misty mountains and forests around her like cold blades.

"Come out! It's no fun to hide! ”

She shouted with a cold face.

At the moment when her words fell, there was a commotion in the surrounding mountains and forests, and more than a dozen warriors in white shirts and armed swords jumped out of the forest.

The woman in the skirt didn't care about those warriors, but her eyes fell on a man with a long sword in his hand.

The man's face was square, his eyes were indifferent, and his body was full of fierce aura.

The sword in his hand was more than three feet long, with a silver-white scabbard, and a piece of snow-white jade hanging from the sword spike.

"Sword Xuanhuang!"

The woman in the skirt looked at the man and said in a low voice.

"That's right, it's down there!" Xuanhuang's eyes looked at the woman in the skirt calmly.

"Why did Your Excellency block my way?" The woman in the skirt asked.

Xuanhuang lifted the sword in his hand and said, "I want to invite the master of Ji Qing Mansion to take a trip!" ”

Ji Qing, the owner of the Liangzhou Bloody Clothes Building, a Jiupin martial artist, received a summons three days ago and was heading to Heiya Village, the headquarters of the Bloody Clothes Building.

"Where are you going?"

"Takeshi of Tianzhou Town!" Xuanhuang Road.

Ji Qing sneered, his pale face was full of mockery, "What? You Gu Jianmen also want to be a lackey of the imperial court? ”

"I just want to ask for a fortune, there's no need to say it so ugly!" Xuanhuang's complexion remained unchanged.

Qiang~~

The short sword on Ji Qing's waist was unsheathed, and his delicate figure jumped up from the horse's back.

"It just so happens that I want to see if your sword is really sharp!"

The long sword in Xuanhuang's hand flew out, and his sturdy body broke through the diffuse mist like a pengzi.

This sword is extremely fast!

Sharp!

In the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of the two collided.

Bite~~

The sword qi was staggered, and the crisp sound of collision completely broke the tranquility of the mountain forest.

The figures of the two moved back and forth in the misty mist, the withered yellow mountains and forests, and the sound of tinkling and clinking was continuous, like an intoxicating piano sound.

As the two fought, the subordinates brought by the two also fought together.

The fierce killing intent and the faint smell of blood spread in all directions.

Long~

The cacophony slowly subsided.

Ji Qing leaned against a thick maple tree, and looked at Xuanhuang with a cold temperament with a pale face.

She lost, and she lost completely.

She thought that even if she wasn't Xuanhuang's opponent, she could leave easily.

But the result was that she only walked more than thirty moves under Xuanhuang's sword before she was pierced through her collarbone with a sword.

Xuanhuang put the long sword into the scabbard, and then came to Ji Qing.

"I'm sorry!"

He whispered.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

Ji Qing closed his eyes lonely.

……

Shuzhou mountain road, bluestone stained with blood.

A man in a green shirt stood on a steep mountain road with a blood-dripping wooden sword in his hand.

He stood as straight as a sword that was gritty and unyielding.

Around, more than a dozen corpses fell at his feet.

Each corpse had bloody sword wounds on it.

That wooden sword seemed to be an incomparably sharp sword, indestructible and indestructible.

This green-shirted Taoist is none other than Wen Su, a descendant disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Standing on this steep mountain road, the emaciated Wen Su is like a powerful warrior, and he can't open a husband and a wife!

Wen Su slowly walked to a corpse, looked at the gray hair and dead eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity!"

He said a little dullly.

It seems that there is some dissatisfaction in my heart.

The next moment.

He swung the wooden sword in his hand again.

Flutter!

A huge head broke away from its body and rolled a few times on the bluestone mountain road.

Wen Su casually threw the wooden sword on the side of the mountain road, and then took out a black cloth bag to wrap the head.

The mountain road is steep, bloody, and lonely.

He carried the cloth bag and walked slowly down the mountain road.

The wooden sword was just an ordinary wooden sword.

It's not sharp, it's not indestructible.

It is not the sword that is truly invincible, but the man.

(End of chapter)