Bai Yujing saw that Ye Xipeng didn't speak, was this a tacit acquiescence?

Thinking that the mountains and the earth were shaking, the entire Moyun Ridge was in flames, and the scorching smell blew for several days, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. I don't know if the wind and snow outside the door were blown in, or if Ye Xipeng in front of him became a little unrecognizable.

"Brother Ye, what do you want from me?"

Ye Xipeng faintly felt that Bai Yujing's tone was a little cold, and he hesitated for a moment before he opened his mouth and said, "I want you to copy me a copy of the Penglai Immortal Island Sea Chart." ”

Bai Yujing was stunned.

Penglai Xiandao chart, where did he get the Penglai Xiandao chart.

Ye Xipeng seemed to see Bai Yujing's doubts, and hurriedly said: "Back then, the Taibai swordsman Chu Jiangkai and your master Chen Yuxian competed for the young son of the Shen family in the East China Sea, and your master Chen Yuxian was superior in skill and took away the young son of the Shen family, and the sea chart of Penglai Immortal Island was on the young son of the Shen family. ”

His short sentence sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky to Bai Yujing.

Since Liu Mingsheng caused trouble in the rivers and lakes, the first battle in the East China Sea has been rumored. And Bai Yujing, the two Shen Liu families, who have the sea chart of Penglai Immortal Island, have naturally heard of it, but he really doesn't know that the young son of the Shen family was taken away by his master Chen Yuxian. According to Ye Xipeng, wouldn't he be the youngest son of the Shen family?

Sure enough, Ye Xipeng continued: "Our Jinyi Wei has checked a lot of information, and you are the descendant of the Shen family. ”

Bai Yujing was shocked and shocked, but he still calmed down. Looking at Ye Xipeng, who was scorching, he said slowly: "Brother Ye, I copied the Yijin Sutra for you in Shaolin Temple. At that time, I said, "Don't do anything wrong in the future, or I will take back the Yi Jin Sutra from you......"

Speaking of this, he stared straight into Ye Xipeng's eyes: "I have to look for the chart of Penglai Immortal Island, if I find the chart of Penglai Immortal Island." Three days later, in the early hours of the morning, we will see you in the evil dragon gorge of the Minjiang River in the south of the city. If you defeat me, you can take the Penglai Xiandao sea chart. If you lose, the Yijin Sutra you practiced back then should be returned to Shaolin Temple. ”

He really doesn't know where the chart of Penglai Immortal Island is, but Ye Xipeng, the former Jinyi Wei Qianhu, said that he has it, so it shouldn't be wrong. That's why he asked Ye Xipeng to meet three days later to see if he could find the Penglai Xiandao chart. Although he had to move his sword at that time, he didn't want to lose his trust in Ye Xipeng.

When he was in the capital, he participated in the siege of Yan Shifan, and Ye Xipeng took him in. And in Wulidian, Ye Xipeng spared his and Yao Mingyue's lives.

Speaking of which, Ye Xipeng's debt to him has long been repaid.

Ye Xipeng looked at Bai Yujing with an indifferent face, his two long eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

After saying that, he walked straight out of the inn and walked away in the snowstorm.

After Ye Xipeng left, Bai Yujing sat in his position for a long time before standing up. He thought about it over and over again just now, he had never seen any Penglai Immortal Island sea charts since he was a child. Therefore, the Penglai Xiandao chart will not be on him again. But if the master took away the Penglai Immortal Island chart, how could he not look for Penglai Immortal Island. But since he could remember, Master had never gone down Wuzhi Mountain.

Still, he remembered something. Hurried to the room and pulled out a yellowed bamboo plaque from the package.

The lines on the bamboo plaque are vague, and all kinds of chaotic lines look a bit like a map.

"If this is the Penglai Immortal Island chart, then Miss Mingyue will be saved. Bai Yujing suddenly thought of He Xinyin's words, secular people can't solve it, but immortals don't. He couldn't help but find paper and pen to trace the lines on the bamboo plaque one by one.

Even if he loses to Ye Xipeng three days later, this Penglai Immortal Island chart will have to leave a copy for Yao Mingyue.

The next day, Ye Xipeng looked at the dusty man in front of him and exclaimed, "What did you say?" Even when Lu Yi led Yao's father-in-law to arrest him, Ye Xipeng looked like he was in control. But at this moment, after listening to the man's words, Ye Xipeng's expression changed greatly!

It was still snowy outside the window, but Ye Xipeng's face was oozing huge beads of sweat, and his face turned pale!

"Childe, the capital is in an emergency, the saint died on the 14th!"

"The Holy One is dead...... Crashed......" Ye Xipeng muttered to himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

"Childe...... Childe ......"

......

In the southern suburbs of Meizhou, the Minjiang River is mighty, like an evil dragon on the earth, crashing into a green mountain, which is called the Evil Dragon Gorge. At the end of the night, a figure came on both sides of the deserted canyon. It rises with the wind, pale as snow, like a ghost. When ordinary people see it, they may think that it is the impermanence of life.

The tide rises and falls, and there is a unique fishy smell in the river breeze.

Except for the occasional light in the distance, which flickered away, only the cold moon in the sky dimmed the starlight in the sky.

The snow-white coat hunted with the wind, and the long knife at his waist waited quietly.

Sure enough, a faint figure on the other side of the canyon walked out of the boundless darkness, and his expression was as cold as moonlight. The cyan robe allowed him to merge with the endless darkness, but when he came, the wind seemed to be stronger.

The green scarf on the head of the white-robed swordsman was blown up by the wind, and the green silk on his head was sprinkled and danced in the wind.

"Bai Yujing, you're here. ”

The moonlight fell on the face of the white-robed swordsman, and Bai Yujing found that Ye Xipeng's face seemed to be a little pale.

"I'm here, and I also brought the Penglai Xiandao chart you wanted. ”

The two of them were separated by a three-zhang wide Minjiang River, and their voices were neither high nor low, but they could hear them clearly.

"Today, the Holy One has died. Ye Xipeng's words made Bai Yujing stunned, "Emperor Jiajing is dead?"

Ye Xipeng's tone was a little strange, and he seemed to have a deep sense of powerlessness. "Speaking of which, I owe you and Yao Mingyue for today's achievements. ”

"I shouldn't have copied the Yijin Sutra to you in the first place. Bai Yujing said coldly: "Otherwise, hundreds of fellow Jianghu wouldn't have died in Moyunling." ”

"Haha......" Ye Xipeng laughed: "I'm not talking about Shaolin Temple." If you don't copy the Yijin Sutra to me, the monks of Shaolin Temple will eventually have to pass on my Yijin Sutra. ”

"Not Shaolin Temple?"

"On that day, the official road of Xi'an Mansion, if I hadn't secretly attacked, how could you and Yao Mingyue have killed Hua Zhongtang's lewd thief. Of course, if you don't kill Hua Zhongtang, I won't get the Three Light Manifestation Beads, and I won't have today's achievements. ”

"You were there at that time?" Bai Yujing was taken aback.

"This may be destined by God! The three-light manifestation spirit bead contains the three talents of heaven, earth and man. The twelve canons, the eight veins of the strange meridians are unblocked overnight. Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the master suppressed these three qi with the mixed yuan true qi, I would not have been able to insist on Shaolin Temple using the Yijin Sutra to reconcile the three talents of heaven, earth and man. ”

"Actually, I can't use the Yijin Sutra you said now, as early as three years ago, I comprehended the way of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, the symbiosis of the three talents, the mixed elements are immeasurable, and there is no need for the Yijin Sutra to be reconciled from it. ”

Ye Xipeng said that here, he was just as confident as he was at the top of Songshan Mountain.

"Bai Yujing, you can't fight me, leave the Penglai Immortal Island sea chart, I'll let you go!"

Bai Yujing snorted coldly: "The Penglai Immortal Island chart is here, you are better than me, just take it! It's just that Jiajing, the Taoist emperor, cultivated himself to death, will this newly enthroned emperor still believe that there is Penglai Immortal Island in the world? I'm afraid that Brother Ye, all your plans are all in vain." ”

Ye Xipeng was silent, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Please!"

After a long time, he hugged his knife and saluted. Bai Yujing returned the salute, and the two jumped up at the same time!

The sword light and the sword light suddenly collided together like two angry dragons, and there was a loud "boom", and the Minjiang River splashed in all directions.

As soon as Ye Xipeng made a move, Bai Yujing felt what a mixed element immeasurable. There was a faint air flow surging around him, as if it were a mixed energy shroud. Ren Bai Yujing's sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and when it fell three feet around Ye Xipeng's body, it sank like a stone into the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

And although Ye Xipeng's sword is not as fast as Bai Yujing's sword in comparison, the sword light is like a Kunpeng carrying the blue sky. The wings were spread out, infinite, and the sword light filled the entire void. Bai Yujing didn't dare to face his edge at all, so he could only dodge everywhere and find a gap to draw his sword.

The two of them come and go, jumping and flying between the canyons. After testing each other a few times, Bai Yujing felt that Ye Xipeng was indeed a strong opponent.

So he no longer left his hand, and the two images of thunder and fire came out together.

In an instant, like thunder and lightning, Bai Yujing's sword slashed through the night sky.

And Ye Xipeng also took a deep breath and shouted: "Pick the mountain!" He held a knife in one hand and waved it upward. Before Bai Yujing's sword stabbed in front of Ye Xipeng, he felt that Wan Jun was under heavy pressure, as if a mountain was colliding.

"Sword swinging pose!"

Bai Yujing stabbed out several swords in a row, like a volcano bursting out, and like a meteorite falling. The Thunder Elephant gave Bai Yujing speed, while the Fire Elephant gave him explosive power. The sword qi and the sword qi collided together, stirring up waves of qi to sweep to the upper and lower sides, and the Minjiang River splashed in all directions for a while, and the surrounding mountains and rocks collapsed.

"Kaishan"

Ye Xipeng slashed down with a knife again, and the airflow in the void vibrate, faintly forming a white line.

At that time, Lu Bing's Dayu mountain knife technique was almost blue in his hands, and this knife opened up not only a mountain, but also a new world.

And Bai Yujing seemed to see a light that pierced the endless darkness, and the light was infinite, like a kun of the Northern Underworld, jumping out of the sea and flying away. In that endless light, he was like the silent and dark sea, pierced and illuminated by the light.

In an instant, Bai Yujing seemed to have returned to the night when Wuzhi Mountain collapsed. The heavens and the earth shook, and his whole person also swirled with it, unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

Ye Xipeng looked at Bai Yujing, his knife should have fallen on Bai Yujing's forehead, but he hesitated and didn't fall. He was so tired, he really couldn't carry the things that Lu Bing handed him five years ago. He originally thought that everything was under control, as long as he got the Penglai Immortal Island chart, Jinyiwei would inevitably rise in his hands.

But now the Holy One has suddenly died!

After this hesitation, Bai Yujing's sword stabbed into his throat with a "bang".

Only then did Bai Yujing realize that the light was not a sword light, but the rising sun in the east, as if a fish belly was white and jumped out.