I don't know how long it took, but Han Shuang slowly woke up from the endless pain, opened his eyes, and found himself lying in a cave.

The cave was very simple, except for an unknown animal skin spread under him, a small pearl of the night, nothing less, but the faint fragrance in the air implied that the owner of the cave was a woman.

Han Shuang struggled to get up, and before he could climb to the entrance of the cave, he fell to the ground again, and when the cold stone made him feel unbearable pain, he woke up a little again, thinking of the senior sister, and the screams of Senior Brother Qian, the complicated and indifferent eyes of the master who practiced with him on weekdays, and the vicious sword of Ke Wudaunt, and finally, he was knocked away by the master with a palm...

Han Shuang suddenly had a cold war, he was actually in the Demon Prison Peak now! Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and now he is miserable.

At this time, a shadow floated in from outside the cave silently like a ghost, and stopped in front of Han Shuang, the fragrance on his body was exactly the same as that in the cave. Han Shuang raised his head with difficulty, but it was a pity that this woman was wearing a * and couldn't see her true face clearly.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life. Han Shuang prostrate on the ground, only to find that because of Ke Wuxing's Red Sun Thunder Sword, his throat was damaged, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

The woman looked at Han Shuang at her feet, raised her hand, and brought a gust of wind to roll it to the place where she was lying just now. Han Shuang knew that this was the black wind that he was struggling to resist outside, and then he was ruthlessly invaded into his body, and finally swept himself into the Prison Demon Peak.

Seeing that the woman stretched out her finger again and pointed at herself, Han Shuang's intuition was not good, and he hurriedly twisted his body, "Don't!"

The woman withdrew her hand before she spoke, "The demonic qi has invaded your internal organs, if you don't let me cast the Netherworld Demon Finger, after half an hour, the demonic qi will enter the brain, and you will turn into an unconscious demonic beast, and you will implode and die in a few days." ”

This woman's tone was extremely light, as if she was telling something completely unrelated to herself, but Han Shuang somehow felt a hint of concern.

After a long silence, Han Shuang asked, "What if I let you cast the Netherworld Demon Finger?"

"If the aura in the body is completely transformed into demonic energy, then under my guidance, you can practice the demonic path exercises and become a demonic cultivator. "The woman is not finished yet.

Han Shuang shouted angrily on the ground, "No, I don't want to be a demon cultivator, I want to be a righteous path monk of the Ziyang Sect!"

The woman seemed to have expected Han Shuang's reaction, so she drew a circle casually and walked away.

Han Shuang watched the woman fly out of the cave, and the circle she drew casually turned into a mirror, reflecting her own face: the uneven, flesh-and-blood face made her shudder, and her eyebrows burned out;

"Ah——" Han Shuang was like a fish lacking water, he screamed hoarsely, his body twisted softly on the ground, and then he was silent again.

The woman, floating back to the cave, looked at Han Shuang, who had been unconscious again, was silent for a moment, and finally walked over, slowly stretched out her right hand, and pointed to the wind, enveloping Han Shuang's whole body.

..

Outside the Imprisoned Demon Peak, Li Mingshan cried like a tearful person. The disciples of the Ziyang Sect were all immersed in grief.

Although the upper and lower levels worked together and used the Yin Gathering Spirit Array to repel the True Dao Ke Fearless, what was the use? Senior Brother Han Shuang had already entered the Demon Trap Peak, and he was nowhere to be found.

Yue Feiyang's face was gloomy, his sect disciple Han Shuang had fallen into the demon, and he was forced by Ke Wuxing to have to beat him into the Prison Demon Peak, no matter what, it was not a glorious thing. After a few words of relief to Li Mingshan, Yue Feiyang flew to the sky above the disciples of Ziyang Sect, "The six peaks of Lushan Mountain are dangerous and abnormal, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time." As the suzerain, I order you to return to the mountain gate immediately. After a pause, he glanced at Li Mingshan affectionately, "Elder Li will lead the team." ”

"Senior brother?" Li Mingshan wanted to speak and stopped.

Yue Feiyang waved at Li Mingshan, "Senior sister, I will accompany you to escort everyone back first." When the time comes, if there is anything here, I will inform my sister and all of you about it. The tone was sonorous and powerful, with a hint of unquestionable.

After a while, the monks on Lushan saw the Ziyang Gate up and down, and under the leadership of Yue Feiyang and Li Mingshan, they slowly flew out of the big array, descended from Lushan, and flew in the direction of Yandang Mountain.

The small hill where the Ziyang Gate is located is empty. The many monks who stayed behind looked at the Imprisoned Demon Peak, and they didn't want to get involved in this bad luck. This hill has been empty.

..

Rakshasa Peak, under a cliff, a thin middle-aged man, floating in the air, dancing like transparent palms, is constantly hitting a gray hole in the cliff. The half-man-high entrance of the cave stretched outward, and there was a small narrow clearing, like a hanging coffin, and at the edge of the clearing, there sat an old man in black robe, facing the young man and the mouth of the cave that was constantly bubbling black.

It was Na Lu Yeqing and the Black Dragon Envoy.

Suddenly, the black dragon snorted coldly, and Lu Yeqing's face changed, revealing a ruthless color, and puffs of black smoke rose from his palms, gradually turning into crystal white bones, as if all the flesh and blood on his palms had gone with the black smoke. Raising his crystal clear ten fingers, like palms and claws, wrapped in thick black smoke, Lu Yeqing slapped it fiercely towards the entrance of the cave.

With a snap, the entrance of the cave opened in response, and a strong corpse gas rushed to the face. Seeing this scene, Lu Yeqing hurriedly took two deep breaths, sat aside, and recovered.

Ten breaths later, the voice of the black dragon envoy came from his ears, "Come with me." Han Shuang hurriedly stopped his movements, stood up, and saw that the figure of the black dragon envoy in the cave was gradually blurred, and he didn't dare to stop, so he also flew in.

Along the way, Feifei stopped, and Lu Yeqing followed behind the Black Dragon Envoy, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more envious he became. The front of this true spirit ghost cultivation, it seems to know everything, no matter what kind of prohibition, at a glance you can know where the key is, the practice of cultivation is even more mysterious, often casually chic, it has the effect of breaking the sky, and the ghost is strict, the bearing is extraordinary, it is obviously an extremely superior authentic ghost road exercises.

Halfway up the mountain, the Black Dragon Envoy stopped, stopped and looked back at the direction of Qingjing Peak, without saying a word. Lu Yeqing stood respectfully behind him and stood with his hands down. At this moment, I am on Qingjing Peak, there is a prohibition and barrier, and my cultivation is not enough, and I don't know what happened on Qingjing Peak, is it true that the True Sect and the Zhengyi Sect are fighting again?

Lu Yeqing could only think about these in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything to disturb the old man in front of him. However, soon, Han Shuang saw a sharp sword light coming from the direction of Qingjing Peak, and this sword qi was accompanied by a faint sound of dragon groaning, piercing through the layers of black mist of Rakshasa Peak, and in a flash in front of his eyes, it disappeared.

The black dragon envoy standing in front of him smiled, "Yellow Dragon Sword!" Then he waved his sleeves again, took Lu Yeqing, and walked forward, turning his back to Lu Yeqing and saying, "The ghost path also has a fairy fate." Before, you were reluctant to sacrifice the bones of your master and brother, so you had to spend your own hands and flesh. Wen, I don't like it, I like it again. But you have to have a choice for yourself. ”

Lu Yeqing looked at his sparkling hands with a complicated expression.

But he heard the black dragon envoy slowly fly forward while chanting, "There is no home three thousand miles away, and there is a cloud and water body for seven hundred years." The line is full of Penglai as an annex, and the road is full of rubble and gold. There is always wine in Binzhen, and there is no spring in the medicine furnace.

There is no trouble in accumulating virtue and seeking teachers, and the origin of heaven and earth is not private. He looked like a literati and a writer, and what he sang was Lu Chunyang's poems.

..

On Qingjing Peak, a giant sword was horizontal there, and the dragon shadows around it were flying, and its vertical and horizontal sword qi rushed straight into the sky, and after a while, it disappeared after making a light dragon roar.

Between Qingzhu View and Guanyue Lake, there is a hundred-zhang stone wall, which is extremely smooth, and seems to be formed by the sword swing of the immortals in the upper realm.

Tianjizi, Yu Zhenzi, Lingbaozi and others looked at the slowly revealing hole in the stone wall, glanced at each other, nodded, and walked in.

Deep in the cave, a middle-aged Taoist priest sat on a stone platform, with a golden sword on his knees.

It wasn't until the three of Tianjizi walked up to him that the Taoist priest raised his head and said, "Xuanjizi thanked the three seniors!"

Tianjizi replied, "Xuanji Daoist, there is no need to thank you for your efforts." Since Daoyou and Huanglongjian are fated to each other, we should go with the flow. ”

This middle-aged Taoist priest is none other than Xuan Jizi, Tong Yuchun. After the Lushan Great Array was opened, Xuanjizi refined the Yellow Dragon Sword in his body, and suddenly gave birth to an induction. Xuan Jizi, taking advantage of the war between the Quanzhen Sect and the Zhengyi Sect, lurked into Qingjing Peak. As soon as he entered the cave where he got the Yellow Dragon Sword that day, the Yellow Dragon Sword automatically flew out, and Xuan Jizi flew up, just holding the handle, but the Yellow Dragon Sword broke through the air, and directly flew towards the huge sword qi vortex above the peak with Xuan Jizi.

Fortunately, Tianjizi and Yu Zhenzi appeared, stopped the sword, and helped Xuanjizi hold the Yellow Dragon Sword and retreat into the cave from the annihilation space at the peak. Together with Lingbaozi, who arrived later, he protected the Dharma outside the cave, and Xuanjizi regained control of the Yellow Dragon Sword.

The Lushan Great Array is running, and the six peaks are opened, waiting for the destined people This Yellow Dragon Sword is a key to Qingjing Peak. Holding it, you can dominate the Qingjing Peak for one or two. Yes, after a few attempts, there was such a big movement. Xuanjizi, overjoyed, the heart is finally immortal, and the Huanglong Sword that day is his biggest opportunity.

At this moment, holding the Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand, and the three true spirits of the Zhengyi Sect are overhauled, on an equal footing, Xuan Jizi is quite fluttering, fortunately, after cultivating for a long time, he immediately pressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said respectfully to Tianjizi and others, "The three seniors, the grace of guarding and carrying up, the younger generations dare not forget." Although the younger generation is from the Quanzhen Sect, he has long been expelled from the sect, and he is inseparable from the Changqing son. If there is a sending, the younger generation should serve himself. ”

Yu Zhenzi smiled, "Xuanji Daoist friend is too modest. After a pause, he stroked his beard and said, "Chang Qingzi's expulsion of Daoist friends from the sect, we already know. Cannibalism is the most taboo for me. Now that the six peaks of Lushan Mountain are gradually opening, and the situation is complicated, why don't Daoists join my Zhengyi Sect, so as to increase some confidence in the future ascension to the outer heavens?"

This jade Zhenzi, as his name suggests, looks dignified, warm as jade, and the world sees it like a spring breeze. But when he fought with Changqingzi, when Xuanjizi sneaked into Qingjing Peak, he saw it clearly. Yu Zhenzi hid the Nine Heavens Extermination God Thunder Talisman in a Blue Meteor Stone early, and did not hesitate to waste his thirty-six Starry Meteorite Formations, and also seriously injured Chang Qingzi, his scheming is not deep and ruthless.

Hearing Yu Zhenzi's words, although Xuan Jizi had expected it, he had to cheer up, pondered for a while, and replied carefully word by word, "Whether it is the Quanzhen Sect or the Zhengyi Sect, in fact, they are all authentic sects of my Daomen, but they are just one south and one north." The predecessors are so loving, how can he be a mysterious man, and he dare not disobey. It's just—"

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. Tianjizi stood there and smiled slightly.

Xuanjizi hesitated and replied slowly, "Since the younger generation was expelled from the Quanzhen Sect, he has known each other with the Buddhist monk Wuxu and the Confucian monk Liu Bowen, shared life and death and suffering, and swore an oath with the Taoist heart to plan to enter the outer heavens together. If he succeeds in the future, he must treat the two of them equally and take care of one or two. ”

As soon as this mystery opened, it was going to three places. Yu Zhenzi and Lingbaozi both looked at Tianjizi in the middle. Tianjizi closed his eyes and was silent, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes and replied, "These two people are both geniuses in the world, and they have heard about it for a long time, and they have already had the intention of a while, but it is a pity that it is difficult to see." But I didn't expect it to be a friend of the mysterious Taoist friend, I don't know when I will introduce one or two?"

Xuanjizi also had the intention of pulling people to fill the scene and contend with the three of Tianjizi, so he immediately said, "This is just right." My two friends have always admired the three seniors. At this moment, I am afraid that they have already gone to Lushan. And when the juniors inform him, he will make an appointment and ask him to come to the meeting. ”

"That's very good!" Tianjizi said with a smile, "Tomorrow I will preside over the conference and announce to the monks of the world that Xuanji Daoist friends have joined my Quanzhen Sect and are the great protectors of the Three Qingtong Xuanweide." ”

These Three Qing Tong Xuan Weide Great Protectors are the most powerful and high-status Dharma protectors in the Zhengyi Sect, and they are usually held by the retired Heavenly Master after being promoted to the True Spirit Realm. Tianjizi's arrangement is obviously to regard Xuanjizi as an equal person to himself. As a member of the Daomen, Xuan Jizi naturally knew, although he still had doubts, he was also very happy, and immediately thanked him.

That's right

Who is the Netherworld Demon referring to, and the purple qi Feiyang is late to draw his sword.

The ghost dragon chanted real words, and the Taoist said that they knew each other.