Is this so-called cult cultivation legend all because of the order of the Ink Academy?" asked Liu Xunxiang.

He wondered if he was the only one in this world who could achieve the power of a monk through a mortal body.

Nangong Yixuan shook his head and sighed, and said: "I don't know this, what I know now is only from some wild history secrets, what is the specific situation, I'm afraid only Brother Liu, after you go to Zhongzhou, you will find out for yourself." ”

Liu Xunxiang sighed in her heart and changed the topic: "Then how much do you know about this senior Meng?"

"Speaking of the grievances between the Meng seniors and the Ink Academy, I found that there doesn't seem to be as superficial as the rumors are between them, as you saw before, Mr. Ji said that the Ink Academy owes him.

But if you owe it, why is the Ink Washing Academy still looking for Senior Meng all these years, and wants to correct the Fa on the spot, this is obviously contradictory, so I think that Senior Meng may have more secrets with the Ink Washing Academy, and there are more secrets that we don't know......"

The three of them walked and chatted all the way, for about a month and a half, the three of them finally returned to the realm of Daqin, looking at the familiar Nangong City, Liu Xunxiang and the three couldn't help but sigh.

Because the first taki, he was in a hurry to return to the sect to resume his life, so he did not return to Nangong City with the two.

"After more than ten years of separation, I didn't expect that after going around and around, I finally returned to Daqin. Liu Xunxiang sighed.

Nangong Yixuan smiled and asked, "Brother Liu, if one day, Great Qin and the Song State go to war, will you attack the Song State?"

Liu Xunxiang's eyes flashed with reminiscence, when Bai Xingtian asked him to take over as the young master of the God Killer, he asked him about something, saying that if one day, Daqin and the Song State went to war, who would he help.

This answer, he told Bai Xingtian at the time, and Bai Xingtian also let him go back to the Song Kingdom, but he didn't expect that Nangong Yixuan would also ask the same question now.

Liu Xunxiang said: "Nangong's eldest son has seven tricks, you might as well guess and see how I choose." ”

Nangong Yixuan stared at his eyes for a long time, laughed, and said: "Brother Liu will rest in my Nangong City for a day, and tomorrow, Yixuan will send someone to send Brother Liu back to Wanxiong Pass." ”

For Liu Xunxiang and Nangong Yixuan, what this choice is may not be so important.

One night later, Nangong Yixuan sent Liu Xunxiang to the city gate.

"Brother Liu, I have been away from Nangong City for too long, so I won't personally send you to Wanxiong Pass this time, and when you ask for the seal, Nangong will come to celebrate you again. Nangong Yixuan saluted to the willow in search of incense.

Liu Xunxiang returned the salute: "I'm tired of Brother Nangong, and I'm going to say goodbye." ”

"Brother Liu!"

Nangong Yixuan grabbed Liu Xunxiang and said: "Brother Liu, don't forget the agreement I made with you back then, when the blood moon appears, you must come to my Nangong City." ”

Liu Xunxiang looked at him with a cautious expression and nodded.

"Definitely!"

The distance between Nangong City and Wanxiong Pass is not too far, and it only takes about two days to take the official road.

Because Nangong Yixuan sent someone to send him off and arranged a carriage for Liu Xunxiang, Liu Xunxiang did not vacate it, but sat in the carriage and came to Wanxiongguan all the way.

Wanxiongguan is the same as back then, there is no change, looking at the familiar customs, Liu Xunxiang himself didn't notice it, when he saw the outline of Wanxiongguan, the corners of his mouth subconsciously hooked the arc.

Nangong Yixuan was obviously angry with Wanxiong Pass, and as soon as he arrived at the gate, people came to greet him.

It was none other than Liu Xunxiang's old acquaintance, Wan Xiongguan's Shaoshangzao, Wang Chang.

Wang often smiled, and saw Liu Xunxiang very affectionately: "Hahaha, I've seen Liu Gongzi, after ten years, Liu Gongzi is fine." ”

Liu Xunxiang didn't expect him to wait for him here, but he still felt a little emotion in his heart, and after a few words of greeting between the two, Liu Xunxiang came to the Yin Pass with Wang Chang.

As always, it is gloomy and depressing, full of dead silence and barbarism, but it is precisely because of these that Wanxiong Pass can become the strongest shield of Great Qin, able to resist the covetousness of the Eastern Regions.

"Young Master Liu, the general is waiting for you in the main hall, and the lower officials will not bother here. Wang often sent him to the door of the Killing God Temple and retreated.

Looking at the Killing God Temple in her memory, Liu Xunxiang took a deep breath and walked in.

"Liu Xunxiang, I have seen the white general. ”

Looking at the back in front of the dark gold chair above, Liu Xunxiang saluted respectfully.

This gift is also to thank Bai Xingtian for letting Nangong Yixuan enter the Song Dynasty to save him.

Bai Xingtian turned around, and his face was still as warm as a spring breeze: "Wu Da Niu, Liu Xunxiang, with their own strength, broke through the shackles, turned from a mortal to a monk, entered Qin alone, washed Nangong City in blood, made trouble in Wanxiong Pass, became famous in Jin Lingzong, won the identity of the disciple of the Eastern Wilderness Fog Hidden Sect, and resolutely returned to the Song Dynasty after refusing to kill the position of the young master of the gods." ”

"Liu Xunxiang, the master of this will still underestimate you after all. ”

Liu Xunxiang smiled and said, "Shouldn't the general feel gratified?"

"Relieved?"

Bai Xingtian looked at him with a smile and said: "How can the general be pleased, is it you slaughtering Qinghe City, or overstepping the level to kill the Transforming Spirit Realm overhaul, or you are using the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to suppress many old monsters in the imperial capital of the Song Kingdom and overthrow the imperial capital.... You're so proud. ”

Liu Xunxiang didn't care, and replied: "As the young master of the Thousand Killing Gods, the third generation of the Great Qin Killing Gods, the future guardian, always needs something to deter Xiaoxiao, isn't it?"

Bai Xingtian looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, and suddenly his expression was a little trance, when Liu Xunxiang first entered Daqin, he was just a little monk in the Qi Channeling Realm.

Who would have thought that now that he is in the field, he is already a powerhouse of the Transforming Spirit Realm who can command one side, and among them, it has only been twenty years.

The younger generation, who were in the same realm as him at the beginning, or even higher than him, have now been left too far by him.

"Then stay in the Yin Pass, and when you choose a good day, I will ask for a seal for you. ”

Liu Xunxiang shook his head and said, "Since I want to be the guardian of the future of this Great Qin, I should be sincere first." ”

"Sincerity? Bai Xingtian asked with interest.

"Give me three years, and at that time, I will come with my sincerity and give it to Daqin. ”

In the main hall, only Bai Xingtian was left listening to the aftermath of the band, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Lord, he is ..... Do you need the last general to follow secretly?"

"No, this general, why not wait for him for another three years. ”

.....

Wanxiongguan, pear orchard.

A young man with white hair and a black robe was sitting at a table by the window and slowly sipping tea.

"Senior Meng, you asked me to wait for you in Wanxiong Pass, this wait, it's only been half a month. ”

On the opposite side of the table, a young scholar dressed in black was Meng Zai.

Meng Zai gently shook the teacup in his hand and said, "Are you expressing your dissatisfaction to me?"

Liu Xunxiang smiled: "I don't dare, but I don't understand why Senior Meng takes such good care of me." ”

"I said that one day, I will find you to return this kindness, and now, your cultivation, hehe, don't think about it so much. Meng Zheng replied.

Liu Xunxiang smiled, changed the topic and said, "I don't know if my predecessors have heard of it, in this world, what can resurrect the spirit?"

Back then, the gray crow returned with the catastrophe in order to save Liu Xunxiang, and Liu Xunxiang has been trying to ask Meng Zao about this matter all these years.

"Spirit resurrection?" Meng Zai was surprised, but he didn't ask much, but said: "As far as I know, there is a thing in this world that can resurrect the dead, but whether it can resurrect the spirit body, I don't know. ”

Liu Xunxiang's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"The other side of the flower. ”

A touch of complexity flashed in Meng Zai's eyes: "According to legend, the peanuts on the other side are on both sides of the Lethe River, and they are born from the soul of the deceased, and there is a majestic obsession in them.

This obsession can awaken the consciousness that the user has disappeared, but this flower on the other side is a legendary flower, and no one has seen it so far. ”

Liu Xunxiang asked, "Where did the seniors hear about the other side of the flower?"

"Zhongzhou. ”

Liu Xunxiang muttered: "Zhongzhou ....."

Meng Zheng glanced at him and said: "Zhongzhou is far away, the road is dangerous and dangerous is not your thoughts, your current cultivation is not enough to go, when will you achieve the Yunxiang Realm, you are thinking about it." ”

"But I can't wait that long. ”

Meng Zheng thought for a while and said, "Then there is only one way, to join the Nine Nations Alliance and seize the Son of the Sequence, this is the only way for you to enter Zhongzhou."

In addition, I asked you to wait for me, because there is one more thing to tell you, this time I asked Mr. Ji for the place of the son of the sequence, and the countries of the Eastern Regions will soon take action, and even the Nine Nations Alliance will be advanced, and you must seize the time to improve your cultivation. ”

"I'll leave the Eastern Regions during this time, so be careful yourself. ”

Meng Zai got up, Liu Xunxiang looked at him deeply, and shouted: "Senior......"

"If you don't mind, later.... Call me brother. Meng Zai carried the wine jar on the table and said, "By the way, settle the wine money." ”

Liu Xunxiang's face was strange, looking at Meng Zheng's disappearing back, and muttered in his heart.

"Senior brother...."

In the year 208 of Great Qin II, the Eastern Regions were shaken.

The number of sons of the sequence in the legend will be used as a reward for the first place in the Nine Nations Alliance, and the Eastern Regions Cultivation Realm is rumored to be boiling, and the Nine Nations Alliance has also advanced from the original fifty years later to ten years later.

For this reason, countries have begun to prepare in full swing, and countless sects have begun to pile up the younger generation regardless of the cost.

Countless young generations, driven by this general trend, have successfully advanced to the Huadan Realm and started a decade-long retreat and training, striving to be promoted to the Soul before the start of the Alliance, and prepare for the Nine-Nation Alliance.

At the same time, there was also a big sensation in the Great Qin Cultivation Realm.

There are white-haired masked people, hunting and killing evil demon cultivators on the wanted list, and in just two years, the tenth, ninth, eighth, and seventh four great monks of the Soul Transformation Realm on the wanted list have bowed their heads one after another.

For a time, the people of Qin State all applauded, and even in some remote villages, they began to worship this white-haired mask man to repay their kindness.

On the bank of the Weishui River in the Qin State, Liu Xunxiang sat here alone, carrying a jar of rough wine in his hand, drinking from the river.

Now that there is still one year left before the three-year covenant, he wants to take down the last two people on the wanted list as his sincerity in accepting the position of the young master of the god killing.