The morning sun is rising, and wisps of golden-red sun shine on the earth.

The vitality that infects heaven and earth is infinite, and everything that is silent in the dark night seems to come to life in an instant.

At the gate of Qinghe County, the purple-gold and white-haired young man walked out and walked in the direction of the rising sun, as for where to go?

The rivers and lakes are so big, where can you not go?

On the road of the young man, there is an additional woman who is touching and glamorous.

And in the middle of this world, news was sent to the major hundred branches, which caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes for a while.

Whether it is on the temple or the so-called mountain gods, the heroes are shaken.

Because of the incident of Wenxiufeng in Qinghe County, Meng Yuze's reputation became famous.

But it was all unfavorable to him, and in the midst of listening to it, the Confucians were so angry that they wanted to go to Qinghe County to kill this rebellious scholar.

And everyone in the Zhengyang Sect of the Legalist Family was trembling, because their ancestor came out, but they did not go to Wenxiu Peak in Qinghe County at the first time, but began to clear the sect and stabilize the situation.

Because of the nowhere of the eunuch covering the sea, many elders in the gate have begun to fight for power and profit, and they want to control the Zhengyang Gate in their own hands.

However, the Lingxi Sect of Taoism was quiet, and the disciples were cultivating on their own, as if everything had nothing to do with them, and they only sought their own supreme avenue.

In fact, the Lingxi Sect is not a branch of Taoism that strives for the authenticity of the Guhuai National Dao, because they are 'sects', unlike the 'views' and 'gates' of Tingheguan and Zhengyangmen, compared to these branches of the hundred sects, the status of the Lingxi Sect among the hundred sects is much higher.

As for why Feng Nai, the sect leader of the Lingxi Sect, made a move, it was just an invitation from another Taoist branch, and this time the heaven and earth chessboard game was just a favor.

When he heard that Meng Yuze was contrary to their avenue, he did join forces to calculate Meng Yuze, but that's all, before he met Xia Ziyu, he had murderous intentions for Meng Yuze in his heart.

But later, he gave up directly, because Xia Ziyu's appearance made him feel an extreme sense of crisis, so he didn't make a move in the back, and chose to leave directly, even to watch the battle.

When he heard that above Wen Xiufeng, Li Mo and Gongxiu Zhou and others died, he didn't feel much surprised, not to mention that Meng Yuze was originally an immortal of the Five Realms, coupled with Xia Ziyu's unfathomable means, all this was expected by him.

They also knew about the rest of the matter, Meng Yuze directly released the news that he was going to start a sect in Wenxiu Peak, and this news attracted worldwide attention.

At the same time, the image of the divine sword was also imprinted by an unknown person and spread out.

In the rivers and lakes, above the temples, the gods on the mountains are ready to move, with the idea of the sword, there are many discussions in the rivers and lakes, and there is a hustle and bustle.

Meng Yuze also received the news, and when he saw that picture, his heart trembled, and he realized very clearly that a bigger storm had just begun, and it might be even more violent than the luck battle in the Guhuai Kingdom.

Others don't know, but he knows who the owner of that divine sword is, and according to Xia Ziyu's character, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

At that time, I really don't know whether the people of the rivers and lakes and those so-called mountain immortals asked for more blessings, or whether the heroes came out together and killed the young man.

Meng Yuze was not worried about the young man at all, he stood on the top of Wenxiu Peak, looked into the distance, and his eyes fell on the figure of the young man who traveled far away.

If you want to kill that young man, I am afraid that it will be impossible to do it by relying on the people above the rivers and lakes to join forces with the branches of the hundred sects.

Although the young man's heart is compassion for sentient beings, it is only for those mortals, and for monks, he may not be the slightest softer.

Not only Meng Yuze, but even the Lingxi Sect, which was far away from the Guhuai Kingdom, Feng Nai also frowned slightly, not sure what kind of situation this was?

A storm sweeping the rivers and lakes is brewing and is about to start, has the distant teenager already calculated all this?

Feng Nai didn't know, all of this had nothing to do with him, in the vast rivers and lakes, he didn't want to go again, he just wanted to deal with the things behind him now, and tell his unobtrusive disciple well.

Next, he went to Shangzong to find the road to the Great Qin Divine Dynasty, as for what will happen to this river and lake? That is no longer his concern, it is enough to have a Meng Yuze in this world!

This red dust scroll is not what he misses, all this is just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, only the higher avenue immortality is what his heart desires.

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The young man and his party are getting farther and farther away from the Guhuai country, as for the matter of the Guhuai country behind him, the young man didn't care at all, and everything he did was just because he saw a few interesting people and helped him.

A few people walked on the river like this, simply walking, where was the front, no one thought about it, only felt that all this was very beautiful, as if this world should be like this, carefree.

Not far from the road is a babbling stream, and the sound of the stream is delightful.

There was Qin Hongyi's pistachio along the way, and no one felt tired, and there were countless farmlands around, and there were hard-working mortals in the fields.

Time passes, the sun, moon and stars continue to change, along the way a few people are like scholars in the rivers and lakes, every time they go to a post station, there will always be strange eyes looking at them, but they have never encountered anything annoying.

People walking on the roads of the rivers and lakes are very desperate for their lives, and they will not easily provoke right and wrong, let alone provoke Xia Ziyu, who is still neatly dressed after traveling thousands of miles, although they have a sense of being dusty, but that kind of temperament can't be concealed.

As a person who often walks in the rivers and lakes, he naturally knows that this kind of person is the most difficult to provoke, and if he doesn't get it, he may not be able to say that even the gods on the mountain, if he offends such a person, then they will be unable to move an inch in the rivers and lakes.

Some people, seeing the Zijin boy and his party, spread the news in secret, they can't afford to provoke the young man and his party, but there are always some people who don't want to die and are willing to provoke it, the point is that the young man also has an earth-shattering magic weapon.

Xia Ziyu was naturally aware of all this, but they didn't take it to heart, as long as they didn't provoke them, everything was easy to say.

They just want to walk through this world, that's all.

On the edge of the river, Qing Geng and Phantom Yunshu looked at the three people and one beast who were fighting in the river.

Xia Ziyu, Qin Hongyi, He Lao, and the three of them will continue to run in the water, and Bai Qing will also turn into a zhang high, constantly making splashes in the water, and while several people are playing, there are fish thrown ashore by them.

Obviously, tonight is ready to grill fish to eat.

The sun was only half half left, and half of the setting sun poured the last rays of afterglow on the earth, illuminating the ground red.

"Poof!"

Qin Hongyi kept running in the water, her white and flawless little face was full of happy smiles, and she stepped on Bai Qing's back, and Bai Qing kept turning in circles with the little girl on the water.

Xia Ziyu was smiling on the side, looking at the sunset that was about to set in the distance, then at Qin Hongyi, who was playing, and then at He Lao, whose clothes were soaked all over his body, his smile became even richer.

Phantom Yunshu sat on the ground, dangling her legs on the side of the road, looking like a little daughter.

Qing Geng smiled and said, "How is it? I haven't seen him like this, have you?"

Phantom Cloud smiled: "Do you think he will never laugh happily once?"

"There are too many things backlogged in his heart, so he maintains a mature appearance at all times, and it is estimated that even he has forgotten his own, and he is just a teenager!"

Qing Geng also sat down, looked at the young man in the water, and said faintly: "Actually, it is very good for him to do this now, relax well, don't hold back your nature, it is conducive to the improvement of his mood!"

Phantom Yunshu supported his head with both hands and said, "Actually, sometimes I still envy him, at least there are people who care about him, but I ......"

She stopped, did not continue to speak, always felt that something was said as if to ask for sympathy, she shook her head slightly, and just stared quietly at the sunset in the distance.

Qing Geng chuckled, looked at the young man in the water with a confused gaze, and muttered in his heart, who in this world has never had a secret in his heart?

When night comes, a full moon hangs above the sky, the bright moonlight pours down, and the starlight gathers in the sky, embellishing the blue night sky with extraordinary beauty.

Xia Ziyu stood on the shore with his eyes closed, feeling this piece of heaven and earth, under the moonlight, his mind was extraordinarily peaceful, he threw away all the distracting thoughts in his heart, calmed down, and thought about how he wanted to reunite and cultivate.

These days, he can already feel the presence of a trace of qi, and his body is repairing faster and faster, and he is wondering whether to continue on the previous path, or to walk out of his own path again.

It's like I rebuilt "The Flood and the Catastrophe" a hundred times, maybe now is a good opportunity.

He opened his eyes, looked at the stars in the night sky, and his heart was running the "Flood and Ten Thousand Tribulations" and "Chaos Qiankun Jue", pulling the energy of all things in heaven and earth to wash his body.

He felt a gentle force flowing through his body, making him feel the comfort, and he felt the power in his mind, and his tattered body was like water in a parched desert under that soft force.

The feeling of a long drought and a rain shook his heart, and he stood there quietly like a stone statue, knowing that the sky was gradually white, and he felt that the power of the Tao was gradually disappearing.

He whispered, "Is it Yuehua or Starlight?"

Xia Ziyu gently turned the storage ring on his finger, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a brand new avenue, if it was really as he had guessed, then the speed at which he repaired his body would speed up a lot.

But he had to wait until the evening, when the stars appeared again, and as long as he made sure that his idea was feasible, then he could return to the path of monasticism as quickly as possible.

He was in a good mood, looking at the gradually rising red sun, and infinite pride rose in his heart.

When I return, the heavens and the earth will tremble!

Everyone continued to move forward, and the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers were a picture scroll, allowing them to come and go.

The red sun is rising, the vast mountains are black like divine iron, with a heavy, solemn, and solemn feeling, and the peaks show different postures, and Xia Ziyu and they are walking towards them, stepping into the mountains and rivers.

Under the heat of the sun, the dew condensed last night began to evaporate, forming the milky white mist, and the haze rose up, like layers of silver veil blocking the mountains.

At noon, the scorching sun was shining, and Xia Ziyu and they finally saw a post station.

But at this moment, outside the post station, there was a group of monks dressed in white, all of whom held swords in their hands, and there were a dozen or so of them.

They stood at the door of the post station with solemn faces, looking at the post station, and some of them were pale with a hint of fear.

"Is there something going on?" He Changming looked at the group of white-clothed monks strangely.

He Lao didn't choose to use his divine sense to investigate directly, because it was very impolite, but looked at Xia Ziyu, wanting to see how Xia Ziyu decided.

Xia Ziyu's eyes condensed slightly, and said, "Go and see, I guess something happened?"

Xia Ziyu and the others walked to the post station not far away, and at this moment, two white-clothed monks ran out of the post station.

The body trembled and looked at the middle-aged monk standing in front of him, and said, "Elder, all the people inside are dead, and they are in a miserable state, and there is no one alive!"

The middle-aged monk nodded expressionlessly, and walked into the post station alone to check the wounds of the deceased.

When the white-clothed monk outside saw Xia Ziyu and them, he immediately glared angrily, with alertness in his eyes, holding the hilt of his sword, as if as long as Xia Ziyu and them made any move, they would make a move.

Xia Ziyu glanced at them lightly, ignored them, but looked at the post station, which was full of corpses, and the death was terrifying.

A few people were about to walk into the inn, but the white-clothed monks were instantly angry: "Stop!"

The white-clothed monk at the door also stretched out his hand to stop them, and said, "Who are you?"

Xia Ziyu turned his head to look at the white-clothed monk who opened his mouth and said, "Pedestrian!"

"You are not allowed to go in here, so you should go elsewhere!" said the white-clothed monk haughtily.

Xia Ziyu didn't ask anything, but said lightly: "Get out of the way!"

The white-clothed monk was instantly angry, looked at Xia Ziyu and said, "Don't you understand people, this is not the place where you should come, hurry up!"

Xia Ziyu sneered, shook his head and said, "Ask the person in charge of your affairs to come out and speak, I guess you can't be the master!"

"Presumptuous!"

A group of young white-clothed monks shouted angrily, and instantly surrounded Xia Ziyu and the others in the middle, and the sword in their hands was already unsheathed, pointing directly at Xia Ziyu and the others.

Da!

There was a sound of pacing from the upstairs of the post station, and the middle-aged monk walked to the first floor, looking at Xia Ziyu and the others, his eyebrows were slightly sunk, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

The middle-aged monk spoke, "What's the matter?"

The disciple at the gate of the post station said: "I don't know who these people are, they want to break into the post station, the disciple suspects that they have bad intentions, and they may even be the murderers of the post station!"

Xia Ziyu stared at it, Phantom Cloud relieved her pretty face, He Lao's eyes were full of anger, Qin Hongyi's little face was cold, and Qing Geng was calm like water!

The middle-aged monk looked at Xia Ziyu and said, "Do you want to explain?"

Xia Ziyu smiled and shook his head, are these people really stupid, or are they really stupid!

He looked at the middle-aged monk and said, "We have nothing to do with you to play boring games, we just want to go into the post station to have a look!"

"What? This caravanserais your private property?"

The middle-aged monk said: "Naturally not, but you have also seen it here, the people in it have been killed, and we are investigating this matter, so I think it is necessary for you to reveal your identity!"

The middle-aged monk said arrogantly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, and the disdain in his eyes was like an ant under his feet, high above.

Xia Ziyu didn't care, anyway, he was already used to it, but said: "We have already said just now, pedestrians, pedestrians in the rivers and lakes, is this identity okay?"

In fact, he could have broken in directly, but he didn't want to do it for the time being, and now he couldn't make a move without making a move, and his mood was much calmer.

And he can't mention the interest of these people in front of him, although he has some cultivation, but it's too bad, the middle-aged monk in front of him is only the strength of the martial arts realm, and the strongest of those disciples is only the soul refining realm monk, even if he is now, with a punch, these people may not be able to stop it.

The middle-aged monk's eyes moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally signaled his young disciples to put down the sword in their hands, get out of the way, and let Xia Ziyu and the others enter the post station.

Xia Ziyu and the others only saw the specific scene clearly when they entered it, these corpses had bloody holes in their necks, pierced by sharp teeth, and their internal organs were hollowed out, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different.

They all died in sudden fear, despair, and helplessness, as if they had been killed suddenly, without even the slightest sign of resistance, and there were many monks in the inn, but the flying swords and narrow knives had not yet been unsheathed.

The person who started it or the monster was extremely fast and cruel, and he hollowed out the internal organs of the deceased, this kind of method would not be used by ordinary human races, even if it was an evil cultivator.

Now the biggest possibility is that this mountain demon beast or a fierce beast is moving, and the cultivation is not low, but what do you do with these people's internal organs?

Xia Ziyu carefully felt the residual power in the corpse, and after making sure that it was not the human race, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if the human race killed the human race like this, then it would definitely set off a storm on the rivers and lakes, and he would be hunted down by all the mountain immortals.

He Lao covered Qin Hongyi's eyes to prevent the little girl from seeing this bloody scene, even he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach in this kind of scene, and his face was a little pale.

Phantom Yunshu gently covered his mouth and nose, the pungent smell of blood and the scene were really chilling, this method was simply appalling.

There is not a trace of blood on her pretty face, and this place is like a purgatory on earth.

Xia Ziyu turned his head to look at the middle-aged monk and the others, and said in a cold voice, "Is there any big demon in the mountains here?"

A young monk sneered, "Cut, even if there is, you want to subdue demons and subdue demons?

Xia Ziyu ignored the man, but instead set his eyes on the middle-aged monk, and the killing intent permeated out, and the atmosphere of the post station instantly became cold.

He was really angry, the anger in his heart was like a long-suppressed volcano, and his anger was naturally not because of a word or two from the whitefriar, but because so many people were brutally killed in front of him.

His fury rose like a tidal wave, and the waves swept through the nine heavens, wanting to break through the heavens and the earth.

Murderous intent surging under the calm face.