"They all survived."

"I was born with the right heart." Sui Zaihua said casually, the whole skeleton was completely flattened, and he was about thirty years old when he died, standing on the second jade step of the Xuanmen, which can be called young and promising.

"But it didn't save my life." The old man said.

The man was not thinking about playing dead at this moment.

He turned his back in a rage, and two friends of the same age and a similar future fought to the death at this moment, but only four rounds later, Qu Candle once again coldly stabbed the sword into his chest, and at the same time, a cold wind stopped behind him, Sui Zaihua's heart shrank, and a cold palm had pressed the back of his heart.

The skin burst open like a light bubble, and the blood soaked through the clothes in an instant, Sui Zaihua staggered two steps, and fell silently with his mouth open, like a tattered cloth bag.

"Did you survive like this?"

"I've stepped into the Xuanmen."

“.”

Sui Zaihua lowered his head and smiled: "That's really the feeling of stepping on both sides of the Yellow Spring." They took everything with them, and in that hour I felt like I was getting stronger, dead, and freezing at the same time. ”

"In the end, I was lucky to hold that wisp of Xuan Qi first, and fortunately, my heart did not completely collapse." Sui Zaihua said, "Just like that, I was gasping for a long time." ”

"I remember that this unsolved case was very violent at that time." "The government can't find out the real culprit, and Xianrentai and Kongtong haven't found too many clues - at that time, the 'Happy Death Building' was still hidden under deep water." ”

"Yes." Sui Zaihua said, "I can't wait there to freeze to death, I went to find something to hibernate, drank some hot blood and fainted and woke up from time to time, and finally was taken home by a hunter family and raised for half a month, which is considered alive." ”

The old man continued: "After I was almost able to move, I returned to the valley, but the avalanche had drowned everything. I didn't go back to Fucheng, because after thinking about it in bed for half a month, I was sure that this butcher's knife was chopped down from the Fucheng. Knowing that my body was not found, they would surely have prepared a trap and a response. ”

"You can come to the Immortal Terrace at that time."

"It's a pity that I didn't know the name of the Tsuru-kin at that time."

"At that time, I was still a goose inspector."

Sui Zaihua lowered his head and smiled.

"Anyway, I didn't trust anyone at the time, just a flame. I returned to Bowang again, starting from Qu Candle's Jingxing residence, and turned to the traces of his connection with Huan Death Building. The old man stretched out his long arm, "The rest of the matter is in the case file." They originally wanted to put the 'surviving' Qu Candle into the government office in exchange for killing Lord Yu, and Qiao Changyue wanted to spare no effort to promote Qu Candle upward. Unfortunately, since I survived, they had to suspend the project for the time being. ”

The old man told him very lightly about climbing up from the abyss and dragging his injured body to solve the case with a single sword, perhaps because in later years, he himself was trying to dilute this memory.

"Later, I killed Qiao Changyue, and this matter couldn't go on at all." Sui Zaihua said, "And Qu Candle. Since this matter has been frustrated, it must have completely entered the Happy Death Building. Over the years, I have been paying attention to the news of Huan Death Building, just to find him. ”

"Any progress?"

"Progress is Cao Sun Liu." Sui Zaihua smiled, "However, I don't think he's [Cao]. ”

Wudong looked at him.

"That's what I want to tell you, about the 'drama master' you met in Bowang." Sui Zaihua retracted his calm face, "Shaolong Huan Death Building has its powerful drama master, far before Qu Zhu entered Huan Death Building. ”

"You're saying that Qu Candle didn't enter the hierarchy? He's a real force. ”

"That's my reasoning." Sui Zaihua looked at him calmly, "In addition to these four color noodles, there may be a shadow of the master of the Happy Death Building." ”

Wudong narrowed his eyes.

"You know, there is a kind of faceless drama ghost in the Happy Death Building." Sui Zaihua said softly, "They have no relatives and no reason, and they have also thrown away their old identities, and since then they have completely disappeared from this world and become a tool for killing, or an actor of someone." ”

“.”

"I have been paying attention to the traces of Huan Death Building over the years, but in the clues of plausibility, the whereabouts of this drama master have been confusing, and there is no gap."

"So you're saying that Qu Candle made this shadow?" "Willing to erase your own face, mold into someone else's appearance, and help others live for twenty years?" ”

"Seeking skin with a tiger always has to pay something." Sui Zaihua said, "I don't think he cares about this, after all, Happy Death Lou has the same purpose as him, maybe he has a sense of the same way." ”

He smiled.

"So. He has been in the Happy Death Building for 20 years, can we find the trace of the Happy Death Building through him? ”

"Not at the moment, but I'd like to make a guess that the six ears won't be transmitted." Sui Zaihua looked at him.

Wudong squinted.

This sentence was not even spoken, and it seemed that he had already understood it.

"I'll send it." He slipped the note into the letterbox.

——

In the shadows, Pei Ye sat and waited.

Pei Li knew that this was a crucial departure.

The man who was about to leave for the last time came back to take a look at what had bound him all his life, and he had not returned for ten years since that day.

In the past ten years, the valley of lakes and mountains has still come and gone, no different from those years in the past, except that two children who are four or five years apart have grown up day by day in the forest and by the lake.

They walk, they are naughty, they are literate, they practice martial arts. When the little one was almost above the table, the figure reappeared in the valley.

He was not alone, and they did not inform Qu Zhoufu.

The man who was already in the second order of the Xuanmen stepped into this place like a bag, and he was not the strongest one.

Pei Ye slowly stood up, and when he saw them for the first time, he knew where he had been in the past ten years.

The dark and heavy robes, like a cloud of shadows, only showed a bright scene under the hood. There were four people, a purple [Sima], a plain face, a white face, and Qu Candle was clasped with a simple unpainted green face, each carrying a rather thick columnar cloth wrapped, and stood on this high cliff at the same time.

Pei Ye looked at it with a cold expression, his heart beating slowly, "Happy Death Building", this mysterious and hidden organization, now the entire high-level is revealed in front of him.

So this is what the "Happy Death Building" has been secretly plotting for more than 20 years.

It's just that they are also like the Tianshan Mountains, they can't find its location, until ten years ago, Qu Candle and them who walked out from here were like two tentacles looking for each other, and finally met one day.

Without any words, the four black robes were like four silent ghosts, quietly came to the outside of the mound hall, untied the things they were carrying and put them on the ground, Pei Ye saw that the things inside were not cast into one, but were tied up by many individuals, and the heavy stirred up a slight snow dust.

Then the last three scenes slowly retreated backwards, leaving only Qingmian standing in front of the cliff.

So it was he who found a solution to it.

The Happy Death Building is not the answer to everything, it is still just a ladder, and Qu Candle has obtained enough support from them to face this flawless immortal array.

It was still the middle of the night when the wind was blowing and snowing, and Qu Candle stood quietly at the front, looking up at this high cliff.

Pei Li doesn't know what kind of quest he has experienced in the past ten years, and he doesn't know what traces he has left in this world. A man of such genius who is obsessed with something must be able to accomplish many amazing feats.

But it all came down to the night before the cliff.

Qu Candle suddenly raised his hand, as if he wanted to take off the green face on his face. Pei Ye resonated with the man's emotions at this moment, but this hand still stopped in mid-air, Qu Candle paused and lowered his arm, lowered his body and unwrapped the cloth in front of him.

Pei Ye's body suddenly froze.

It was a bundle. Sword.

Qu Candle reflexively untied the remaining three cloth wraps, all of which were bundles of identical swords.

It's just that they are extremely "simple", and they do have exactly what a sword should be, but at the same time there is nothing to spare.

The handle is not polished for a better grip, the sword grid is just a simple prism, only the sword body is tempered and polished to be extremely tough, and the whole sword has a cold abstraction that is simple to the extreme.

But it is indeed of the best quality, a total of sixty-eight, Qu Candle arranged them neatly on the ground, head to tail, Pei Ye didn't know what he was going to do, and there was no real Xuan Erqi involved in this process.

But when the first sword and the last sword were connected, a familiar sense of perfection reappeared, but it only stayed for two breaths, Qu Candle stroked them with a handle, and after completing the inspection, he stood up and turned his head, and the sixty-eight swords behind him were held up by True Qi.

He took the first of them, stroked it, and threw it into the rock beside him. It's really a good blade, and it's like cutting rot into a stone.

The rest of the process is like a quiet walk.

Qu Candle walked down the cliff, walking through this valley after ten years of absence, he looked up at each tall tree, touched each side of the mountain rock still in his memory, and threw his sword at the place where he went.

Some pierced the trunks of trees, some plunged into rocks, some sank into lakes, and some were thrown on the ground, as if he had pondered every position in his mind a thousand times, so that when it did come, it was only left with almost random precision.

Walking through the sword field, passing the razed courtyard, looking at the snow-covered graves on the peaks, and the bronze hall standing in the darkness, the black robe walked through the entire valley step by step.

When he came up from the other side of the mountain and returned to the cliff, there was only one sword left in his hand.

He inserted it next to the first sword.

Siye was quiet, Qu Candle held the hilt of the first sword, and slowly injected true qi.

There was no sound, the four of them just stood silently, and there was no Xuan Qi and formation patterns. But the sword slowly sank into the stone.

In the entire valley of lakes and mountains, sixty-eight swords, at this moment, the mountain rock seemed to turn into water, and the sword seemed to turn into ink, so it sank into it quietly.

I haven't seen it for ten years, and the man who is forty years old has really reproduced the miracles of the immortals.

But this was only the beginning, and the next moment, these sword-shaped streams floated out of the rocks in front of them, without the support of true qi, they were like well-behaved elves, and they were suspended in front of the man on their own.

There is no need for any movement, just as the leaf buds will grow into rounds, the buds will spread out and open in all directions, and now it is some kind of inner observance that makes them go where they need to go.

Pei Ye really felt the subtle beauty of the array at this moment, in the hands of a grandmaster who had returned to his true attainments, it was not the brilliant flowing Xuan Qi, it was not a tough blockade and outburst, everything was natural, there was no need to add any special power, the heaven and earth themselves were already wonderful.

Sixty-eight swords, like a sundial standing in front of him, form a total of four layers of ring swords.

The first three layers of hilts are facing inwards and the blades are facing outwards, nested in layers, as if cast in the air, with four handles in the first layer, twelve handles in the second layer, and twenty-eight handles in the third layer. On the fourth layer, twenty-four swords chased each other head and tail, slowly flowing around the outside of the three-layer sword.

Pei Ye looked at this scene in a daze, and suddenly understood where the familiar feeling of perfection came from.

What flowed in these swords was clearly the formation that the man had been dreaming of for months and nights seventeen years ago, and he was ecstatic after drawing it.

Now that the night was cold, Qu Candle raised his head quietly, and in the flow of the sword array in front of him, a silent light pierced through the dark clouds and snow and sprinkled down.

Starlight.

Everything became extremely harmonious.

Only the cold starlight can be infused with such a uniform shape, and only such a simple and extreme sword shape can be parallel to the starlight.

Next, Pei Ye dilatated his pupils speechlessly.

There is nothing more beautiful than creation and birth.

Qu Candle slowly stretched out his hand, and when a sword on the periphery swung over, he gently held it down and pulled it outward.

"The journey of heaven and earth, the stars bestow its spirit." Qu Candle recited.

So under his hands, the entire sword array was moved, and a sword flowed out. They ran parallel at will, but never collided, and just flowed into a river of swords, or a sword snake.

Qu Zhu raised his hand, and under the starlight, the "creatures" formed by the silver blades wandered leisurely around him, it had no head, tail, eyes, and could never see the muscles and bones, but it was agile, like a baby that had just been born.

Pei Ye was almost speechless in front of this cold beauty, but there was no reaction in the four black robes, Qu Candle patted it lightly, and the sword snake turned its head and sank into the mountain rock again, as if nothing had happened.

Then, in silence, the man repeated everything he had done back then.

Accurately find the huge bronze body, and this time there is no need to depict that formation, because as soon as he raised his hand, the silver light in the green wall has swam like a fish. As seventeen years ago, in the starworm's invisibility, a passable portal was opened, leading to the high temple.

It was still a heavenly canopy, and the immortal-like creatures climbed above the high-walled dome, and from this perspective, whether it was the vein realm or the Xuanmen that walked in had no effect at all, and the four black ants walked slowly below.

Maybe ten years is only a breath for it, and the giant that "just" woke up once has discovered the invasion countless times faster than the last time.

This time, you can obviously feel that it is active, and almost the moment you step into the hall, the grinding sound between the gold and iron echoes in this space.

Pei Ye had a question for a moment—why didn't a guard who couldn't even crush an intruder of Eight Lives to death with a single blow?

Now the answer is in front of us, like a sophisticated instrument, it has the ability to sniff out a person's strength, so as to determine how much to mobilize the colossal energy in the body.

Now facing the four people who came in, the entire hall resounded like a tsunami!

Without relying on magic or fighting, in a pure impact, what kind of power can crush the four Xuanmen with one blow? The bronze body that has descended is showing the answer in front of you.

The air erupted with a wail, and the entire hall was forced into a raging wave that shattered bones. Pei Ye couldn't capture this green shadow at all, when hundreds of millions of tons of bronze were faster than the sword light of the [New Corpse], it was the disaster itself.

The three scenes stopped at the same time, [Sima] held the hilt of the sword, and the momentum of [Que] had been aroused by Huo Ran, even if it was a few feet away, Pei Ye could see that the three bodies were obviously tightened.

Only Qu Candle is still slowly moving forward.

He seemed to be walking in the invisible world like Pei Li, and the raging tide in front of him tore and lifted his black robe, and the blue shadow that covered the sky and the sun was the first to fall on him, but the man didn't realize it. He looked at the still beautiful jade pendant on the high platform from afar, and walked towards it step by step.

The impact of a mountain fell from the top of his head, and the ground was stirred up by dozens of feet of air.

Then it froze in place.

Everything seemed to be paused, and a silvery-white, fish-like light appeared on the surface of the insect's body like a moss, and in its body, the power of the ancient starlight accumulated collided and exploded at sixty-eight joints.

These thousands of years of invincible and indestructible sacred giants were crumpled like origami at this moment, the entire lake and mountains were wailing, the lake was agitated, the cliffs collapsed, and half of the body of the star insect was cracked and stiffened, and it was frozen on top of the main hall.

Qu Candle didn't look up the whole time, and before he came to this high platform, the jade pendant floated quietly here, just like seventeen years ago.

"Long time no see." He sighed softly, his voice a little hoarse.

(End of chapter)