Qinghe at the beginning of April is not hot.

The mountains are very quiet, and this quietness makes the sound of birds chirping extremely harsh, and it also makes the head of the Cui family kneeling on the ground even more frightened.

Any sect or family with a long heritage, the head of the sect on the surface is not the greatest foundation, although that position can also have great power, but this power is never reliable.

Just like at this time, Cui Ci, who was kneeling on the ground, knew very well that as long as the father in front of him was willing to put down such a sentence, the chair under his buttocks could be replaced immediately, and the head of the Cui family, who was sonic and prosperous and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, would no longer be him.

Therefore, at this moment, he felt that the wind in the mountains was blowing so cold to him, and the birds on the branches were annoying to him.

While he was racking his brain about how to reply to his father, he heard a voice, "Get up." ”

He was a little dazed, and the old man snorted coldly, "If you like to kneel, kneel." ”

Cui Ci hurriedly stood up.

The old man asked, "Have you received the edict from the imperial court, what are you going to do?"

Cui Ci felt that his knees were slightly sore, but he didn't dare to rub them, and said respectfully: "This move of the imperial court is very abnormal, and it must have a deep meaning, and it is better for our Cui family not to mix too deeply." ”

The old man glanced at him, "People are bad people, but fortunately they are not stupid." ”

Of course, Cui Ci knew that he was talking about himself, so he had to respond with a dry smile.

"Who are you going to send?"

Cui Ci thought for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "Just let the three elders go, right?"

The third elder Cui Hong, Cui He's biggest supporter on the bright side.

The old man took out a piece of letterhead, picked up the pen, wrote down a line of words, blew the ink, and handed it to Cui Ci, "Pack it up, give it to Cui Hong, and tell him that if the situation reaches a point where he has to choose between the Xiling Sword Sect and the imperial court, open it and look at it." ”

Cui Ci saw the handwriting of that line with his own eyes on the side, and the vest broke out in cold sweat again, and took it respectfully.

The old man waved his hand, and he slowly retreated.

Walking to a place far away from that pavilion, he dared to relax slightly, looking at the continuous pavilions and pavilions under the mountain, the current head of the Cui family sighed, he was still very tender.

The old man looked at the middle-aged man outside the pavilion who was about to stop talking, his face softened slightly, and he said to this henchman who had been with him for decades: "You want to ask why I didn't stop it in advance?"

The man nodded, the old man thought for a while, and handed him the secret letter sent back by Cui Pheasant, "The pheasant girl will not think like you." ”

The man took the secret letter, read it word by word, respectfully handed it back to the old man, and said with emotion: "The eldest lady is really extraordinary!"

The old man laughed loudly, swallowing like a tiger.

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"Father, I'm going to go in person. ”

A thin middle-aged man said respectfully to the old man in front of him.

The old man didn't answer, he was concentrating on dealing with a cage of crab roe soup dumplings, gently piercing the thin skin with a straw, sucking a mouthful of delicious soup, making a comfortable smacking sound, drinking the soup, and then dipping the crystal thin skin in a little balsamic vinegar, stuffing it into his mouth, closing his eyes and enjoying it.

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, but after the old man finished eating, he tacitly handed over a wet wipe, the old man praised him, and the middle-aged man smiled helplessly.

Wiping his hands and stacking the towel on the table, the old man stretched, "I guess, Cui Yan, that old villain, won't let Cui Ci go." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, "The Cui family's attitude towards the situation has deteriorated?"

The old man smiled, took the towel in his hand and said, "If you lose, you will have to serve me like this for the next month." ”

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and groaned, although his ancestors were joking, but if anyone dared not be serious, he would inevitably end up miserable.

However, there is one exception.

The middle-aged man named Lu Yun remembered his precious daughter, and shook his head with a wry smile.

But in the middle of the night, a carrier pigeon flew over, and it read, "Cui Hong was ordered to go to the Xiling Sword Sect." ”

Lu Yun sighed: "The father is high, but the son is really inferior. ”

The old man stared at another crab roe soup dumpling, and said in his mouth, "What I look at in my eyes is a bun, and what I think in my heart must be the world." ”

The same drama and different choices were staged one after another among the Beihai Wang family, the Hunan Yuan family, the Dongshan Xie family, and the Xichuan Liu family.

Zhenjiang Lu, Qinghe Cui, Hunan Yuan, Beihai Wang, Xichuan Liu, Dongshan Xie.

The six major lords in the territory of the Daduan Dynasty are collectively known as "rivers, lakes and seas, regardless of the west and east." ”

The courage is so great that Yang Hao, the founding emperor of the Daduan Dynasty, once said helplessly: "I rule the world with the six clans?"

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On the southwestern border of the Daduan Dynasty, there was a continuous group of mountains, which ran northeast-southwest for hundreds of miles, with low ridges and gentle slopes. The peaks and peaks are stacked and green, majestic and upright, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the cliffs and cliffs, the caves are hidden in the meantime, rare birds and beasts, there are many strange flowers and famous medicines.

There are countless mountains, so it gets the name, 100,000 mountains.

In the mountains, the water is murmuring and the breeze is blowing. On the mountain, sometimes the forest is dim, the drizzle is misty, and sometimes the clouds are scattered and the sky is clear, and the sun is shining.

The two fairy-like jade people walked slowly side by side between this layer of forest and the singing of hundreds of birds.

The woman is dressed in green, her shoulders are like a knife and her waist is like a plain, her temperament is weak and moving from the back, and her face is as slender as a distant mountain's eyebrows, lined with a pair of bright black eyes like stars, and then put on a well-fitting outfit, which makes the whole person look heroic.

She walked in this picturesque fairyland, but with a sad face, she said, "What should we do?"

The object of the inquiry was naturally the man who walked side by side with her, the man was slender and had an unusually handsome face, but a pair of eyes were gentle and kind, which made this face a little less bewitching and added some warmth.

Hearing this, he gently took the woman's slightly cold hand, "It's okay, since the edict has been sent, let's do it." ”

The woman turned around, looked at him and said, "Then what's the matter, we've all arrived here, so Yang Hao still refuses to let us go?"

The identities of the two are about to come out in these few dialogues, and they are the only two elephants left in Sixiang Mountain, "Embroidered Tiger" Zhou Mo and "Qingluan" Guo Youtang.

Zhou Mo patted the woman's hand lightly, signaling her not to panic, "Since the edict can be sent to us, it means that our movements have always been under their control, and this move is not only really asking us to go, but also a demonstration." ”

Feeling that the temperature of the slender jade hand in his hand seemed to be lower, he clenched it slightly, "I've been thinking that it's not a way to hide like this, so it's better to take this opportunity to go out this time." ”

Guo Youtang's eyes were shocked, puzzled, and even more frightened, "There are only two of us left in Sixiang Mountain." ”

Zhou Mo stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, hugging her slightly cold body, "So we can't all go, let's go." ”

Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Zhou Mo's arm was slightly forced, and he said softly: "Listen to me." Since we are ordered to go out this time, presumably Yang Hao and Xun Wei will not deal with me blatantly, as long as there is no siege by a large army, it is still no problem for me to protect myself. What's more, I want to find out the news of the two senior brothers. ”

As soon as the arms on his body were loosened, Guo Youtang propped himself up and looked at Zhou Mo, "You still don't believe that they are no longer there." ”

Zhou Mo nodded, "Yes, I don't believe it." What happened back then was too sudden, and many clues were buried in history, and in the past few years, I have been busy improving my cultivation to protect you and protect the sect, and when it is a little empty, I have moved here again. Senior Brother Fu and Senior Brother Cao are both masters of the moment, they will not die so silently, no matter what, there will be clues left. ”

"I have sorted out the inheritance of the talisman array and put it in the ancestral hall, and as soon as I leave, you will open the large array to seal the mountain until I come back. After saying so much in one breath, Zhou Mo stroked Guo Youtang's cheek, "It's just that I'm going to work hard for you for a while." ”

Guo Youtang put his head on Ailang's chest again, feeling the scorching heat, and tears flowed silently.

She knew that she couldn't persuade her, and she wouldn't persuade her, she was afraid that a few more words of persuasion would make Zhou Mo embarrassed.

Zhou Mo quietly hugged his beloved woman, sniffed the fragrance of her hair on the tip of his nose, and opened his eyes with a resolute expression.

A few years ago, there was a comment that circulated around the world.

There is a total of one stone in the world, and Zhou Mo, the "embroidered tiger", occupies eight buckets.

caused an uproar in the world.

Sixiang Mountain declined, Zhou Mo cultivated behind closed doors, and no deeds came out, and people all over the world gradually put this sentence behind them, and occasionally remembered it, and they all laughed at it.

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In the dark night, in the hut, Yunluo sat cross-legged with a long sword in his hand.

On the other side was the cold face of the old man Jiang, "Can you do it?" ”

Yunluo pursed his lips, said nothing, and took advantage of the unclear sky to swing a sword, and a white sword light stopped in front of him.

Not only Old Man Jiang, but Yunluo is also not surprised by this, these days, he can always draw one or two sword runes, but he never insists on finishing the entire rune.

Either the sword rune drawn in front of it has already collapsed, or the sword rune drawn in the back does not match the front at all.

A mere well character, trapped the clouds for five or six days.

For this kind of Dao that is so strong and weird that even a great master of the sword path like him can't be estimated, Old Man Jiang is also anxious in his heart, although he knows that this sword rune is definitely not so easy to practice, but in his heart he still inevitably pins his hope on Xun Yu, the so-called immortal obstacle of the old immortal, hoping that Yunluo can be achieved overnight.

Therefore, his words have always been deliberately cold and dissatisfied, and he did not let Yunluo notice the slightest abnormality.

Because of this, as always, Yunluo lamented in his heart, his talent is really hopeless, he has been practicing this for so long, seeing that the seven or eight days that the handsome uncle said before are almost up, he is still, hey.

Sighing silently, he continued to cheer up and began to urge the sword talisman.

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On the platform of the small spirit vein, four young boys and girls sat in a circle in a certain room, spaced on three desks between the four people, and a dark stone was placed, which was dancing with the breath of several people.

I don't know if Yunluo would recognize it if he was here, this is the kind of stone that has been placed behind him.

Lu Qi opened his eyes gently, exhaled a breath of turbidity, glanced at the few people beside him, stuck out his tongue, and closed his eyes again to cultivate.

The roar of opening up the dantian by himself just now was really only heard by himself.

After a long time, Cui Pheasant quietly opened his eyes again, closed his eyes again, and adjusted his breath.

Huo Beizhen was lying on his back on the lawn outside the hut, with one leg crossed, biting a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and was basking in the sun with his eyes closed.

Fan Liyang sighed softly on the side: "Your temperament has really changed greatly after you broke the mirror. ”

Huo Beizhen opened his eyes, quickly narrowed into a slit again, and looked at the moon in the sky, "It's not that it's changed, it's back." ”

Fan Liyang was a little puzzled, Huo Beizhen looked up at the room behind him, "The Sword Sect is back." ”