In the early morning of Whitewater Town, the sun is like a small red cake, hanging at the place where the sky and the mountain meet.

The morning glow is pale red, and the sun is warm.

The people of Whitewater Town have already gotten up early and started a busy day.

In the only inn in the town, Xiao Er had just finished wiping the tables and chairs in the hall for the second time.

"Whew...... Wow......"

On the second floor, a man of medium stature, about forty years old, with gray beard and a rough and reddish complexion, seemed to walk outside a lot.

Xiao Er saw someone coming upstairs and hurriedly greeted him.

"Uncle, do you want to prepare some food for you?"

The man waved his hand, ignored him, and walked straight out of the inn and into the street.

Xiao Er stared at him, and did not withdraw his gaze until he couldn't see anyone.

His eyes flashed, and he turned and walked back to the back hall.

......

Cangli walked on the street, under his gray-white thick eyebrows, his cloudy eyes swept around casually.

He was ordered by General Tuoba to investigate the movements of Beiliang during this time.

As a top-notch spy, he not only has a profound martial arts cultivation, but also has extraordinary patience.

He had been here for three days, and in those three days, except for the first day, he had found a good seller to sell the goods like a normal merchant, and for the next two days, he had concentrated on collecting local products, as if he was preparing to collect them in large quantities and sell them out.

He walked to a stall and stopped.

"How do you sell these antlers?"

The stall owner was a teenager and grinned: "Three taels of silver, you take it." ”

The antlers are not big, yellow-brown, and the limbs are gray-white, revealing a moist luster, but it is a good thing to warm the kidneys and strengthen the muscles and bones.

Cang Lixing is a knowledgeable person and begins to bargain.

"It's okay, but it's too small, and I can only give two taels of silver. ”

A glimmer of light flashed in the young man's eyes, he hesitated, and nodded, "Yes." ”

Cang Lixing smiled, paid the money, and asked casually: "Little brother, I saw a lot of people entering that canyon a few days ago, what are they for?

The young man happily put the money in his pocket, and said, "How do I know, but Taniguchi used to be able to go in to hunt, but now it is controlled by officers and soldiers, but I can't get in." ”

Cang Lixing sighed, didn't ask much, got up and left.

The boy looked at his back with a strange look in his eyes.

......

In an ordinary courtyard in the easternmost part of the town, people come and go from time to time.

In one room, there were more than ten people sitting.

Among these more than ten people, there is a long desk, on which there are papers with handwriting, stacked in piles, in an orderly manner.

These people, from time to time, turn the pages as if to aggregate some information.

A short time later, a man got up, took a paper in his hand, walked out of the door, and came to another room.

"My lord, as of yesterday, there were sixty-seven unfamiliar faces who entered Whitewater Town and still stayed here, thirty-four of them were cultivators, and fifty-two of them were curious about the things of Taniguchi and asked about others. ”

One of the people in the room, dressed in a dark robe, listened quietly with indifferent eyes.

The person continued: "According to the information I received, there is one of them who has the highest martial arts cultivation and has entered the Finger Xuan Realm. Claiming to be Chen Dahai, from Ledu County, he is a foot merchant, and he has been living in the inn for three days. ”

He actually had a lot of questions in his heart, these people were all subordinate to Beiliang's secret spy organization, and they didn't let themselves and others go out to investigate, but they stayed here to deal with these unknown news.

What he couldn't understand the most was that the news came from the people of the town.

There are grandmothers who sell vegetables, old men who work on shifts, and beggars......

Can you believe the news from these people?

This refers to the Xuan Realm's Chen Dahai, which is the news transmitted by a hunting teenager, and this person swears that this Chen Dahai has the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

But he could see clearly that the young man had not even developed a sense of qi......

Of course, he did not speak out of these doubts, because the long-standing instinct of obedience suppressed his desire to explore.

After he finished speaking, the Xuanyi people in the room heard that there was a martial artist in the Xuanjing Realm, and his eyes flashed, revealing a shocking sharpness, which was fleeting.

The Xuanyi man groaned slightly and said, "I know, continue to investigate." ”

The visitor bowed and turned to leave.

......

After another two days, Cang Lixing felt that it was almost over.

He asked several people in this town, and all he got was worthless news.

It seems that in the end, I still have to go to the valley to explore it myself.

At night, a black shadow disappeared into the window of the inn like light smoke.

Cangli's stealth method, with the help of black cover, can basically be silent. He even used secret methods to cover up his qi, and even a master of the Celestial Phenomena Realm could hardly find himself.

This is also the reliance of his rampant world.

But he didn't know that after he jumped out of the window and disappeared, the boss and Xiao Er in the lobby of the inn looked at his position on the second floor. The middle-aged couple who lived on the opposite side of the inn also stood by the window, looking at the place where he had disappeared, and some other people also noticed him......

"Whoa......

The wind on the mountain was strong, and the leaves rattled.

Above the mouth of the valley, the warriors in cyan strong suits were vigilant, and at the entrance below, there were Beiliang officers and soldiers guarding them.

Cang Lixing hid in the dark, looking at the martial artist with his temples bulging high and the light in his eyes, he was secretly surprised that this little guard was so strong, this Pantheon Palace had such strength, why had he never heard of it before.

It was as if it had come out of nowhere.

He glanced at the "Pantheon Palace" flag that was rolling in the wind, remembering that there seemed to be the head of a Vajra Realm martial artist who had been killed by the mysterious Pantheon Palace Master before, and he thought about something in his heart, and his figure disappeared in the darkness.

Cang Li sneaked forward, avoiding several waves of patrolling Pantheon warriors.

As he went deeper, the sound of "clanging" gradually came to his ears, as if he was digging a mountain.

As his voice became clearer, Cang Lixing became more and more cautious, an experience he had learned between life and death for half his life.

After another tea time, the dense forest in front of Cang Lixing disappeared, and finally suddenly opened up.

A huge square in front of you, simple and rough wooden houses, and the boiling popularity heralded that there were at least 30,000 people in this place......

Cang Lixing was secretly shocked in his heart, what did this Xu Rentu want to do?

Is he going to rebel?

But he immediately denied this speculation, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty is not a mediocre master, this place can't even be hidden from us, how can it be hidden from the pervasive Jinyi Guard's exploration?

Cang Lixing couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it, tried his best to minimize his sense of existence, hid in the dark, and continued to move forward.

The dug-out belly of the mountain, the huge altar, the strange metal device, the mysterious copper coffin......

After Cang Lixing found out, he quickly withdrew, and on the way, he couldn't help but think that the dignitaries and dignitaries of the Southern Dynasty all had a tradition of looking for tombs for themselves, could it be that this is the feng shui treasure that Xu Xiao found for himself?

And the bronze coffin, why do you feel a sense of fright?

Cang Lixing thought about it, looked up at the miserable white moon in the sky, and suddenly a trace of coldness surged behind him, this is a feeling he has never felt since he practiced martial arts more than thirty years ago.

His face was grim and he hurried away.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.

Ahead, in a dense bamboo forest, bamboo leaves are swaying, a man in white is holding a dagger in one hand and a piece of bamboo in the other.

The man in white put away the dagger, held the bamboo sword in his right hand, and nodded, as if satisfied.

In the dense forest, under the moonlight, the man in white, this picture is weird.

Cang Lixing's face was full of solemnity, and he didn't feel any martial arts aura on this person.

The man in white looked up at him, a thin and handsome face, his clothes were very white, and his face was very white, like snow.

He walked very slowly, as if he was not stepping on dead branches and leaves, but the white jade floor of the fairy palace, like the lord of the fairy palace walking down to the mortal dust, like the flying immortals in the sky, descending to the world.

Cang Lixing's arm lowered slightly, and a short sword fell from his cuff into his hand, staring at the strange man in white in front of him.

Cang Lixing saw the bamboo sword in the white-clothed man's hand raised.

Immediately afterward, he seemed to see the moon fall......

The scene that was extremely gorgeous and beautiful to the extreme made him think of the white and flawless fairy in the sky, and the eyes of the woman he loved when he was a teenager, beautiful as spring water and gentle as spring breeze......

The short sword in his hand was lowered by one point, his eyes were misty, and he couldn't bear to destroy this flawless and immaculate artistic conception.

Immediately afterwards, Cang Lixing only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and then there was darkness.

In the distance, there were patrolling Pantheon warriors, but what they saw was a different scene.

A sword light rushed into the sky, like a flying rainbow across the heavens and the earth, as if a meteor fell from the sky, like the wrath of the thunder god, as fast as lightning.

The sword light is flawless and immaculate, but it is also extremely brilliant.

When they arrived here, they saw a man in black with his head slightly raised, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a dead look in his eyes, which had lost his breath of life.