The sun rose in the east, the wind and snow were quiet, Wei Qiqi stepped on the chaotic jade out of the boundless view, and saw Chu Ge standing in the snow, with a thin layer of snow falling on his hairline and shoulders, obviously waiting for a long time. He had something on his mind, so he exchanged a few words of greeting, took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Chu Ge. Shiyi time shifted, as he expected, these two letters could not be delivered to Lu Wei and Deng Yuantong, even if they were delivered, they also lost their original meaning, the Flying Feather Sect advocated Chonghua, Lu Wei, the sect leader of the Hook and Sickle Sect, and Deng Yuantong, the acting head of the Xiandu faction, these three people will gather in Tianling, whether the Feiyu Sect returns to the Five Elements Sect, whether the Xiandu faction can stay out of the matter, it is up to them to decide, there is nothing for him to do.

Chu Ge brought a message from Park Tianwei, and the Feiyu Sect advocated that Chonghua and the elder Zhang Chongyang were twin brothers, and the two had different opinions, Zhang Chongyang advocated returning to the Five Elements Sect, and Zhang Chonghua advocated maintaining the status quo.

Wei Qiqi could only smile bitterly when he heard this, and there was only one thought left in his heart - this world is really chaotic, everything has come together! He even suspected that it was Elder Xing Yue Xing who deliberately made an obstacle and muddied the waters. It seems that it is not only the Flying Feather Sect that has different opinions, but also the Imperial Sword Sect, otherwise, if the Kunlun head inherits such a big matter, why would the Ziyang Dao people hide it from Xing Yue?

He is a small person, who was favored by many parties, and was stirred into this pool of troubled waters, and he couldn't help himself, and he didn't know if he could get out safely. Wei Qiqi leaned over and grabbed a ball of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, his spirit was lifted, the soldiers came to block, the water came to cover the earth, take a step and see a step.

He quickly returned to the boundless view, found Yu Yao, and told her about going down the mountain, Yu Yao was depressed, the demon king rebelled, and it was very dangerous, this time, I don't know when I would be able to come back, she was unhappy in her heart, and she couldn't show it on her face.

Wei Qiqi prepared his bags, the iron rod and sword pills were put into the sword bag, and the rest of the bits and pieces were all put into the rotten silver ring. The ring is said to be a relic of the ancient monk, and he is now a disciple of the Kunlun Imperial Sword Sect, the master and nephew of the master, and he can wear it on his hand generously, and there is no need to avoid people. He glanced at Yu Yao and put the rotten silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand, which contrasted with the 10,000-year-old dragon wood ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

The storage bag hanging around the waist is very cumbersome, it is better because of the large space, and it can carry large things, and the sword cultivator on the Liushi Peak is used to wearing storage rings or storage bracelets, and the two rings in his hands are not abrupt.

On the third pole of the sun, Wei Qiqi opened his arms and hugged Yu Yao, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving, wait for me to come back." ”

Yu Yao's eyes were like clouds, she stretched out her arm, tidied up his collar for him, paused, tidied up his collar again, smiled, and said, "Okay." ”

"More than a year, less than half a year, take care of yourself, there is something that can't be solved, you can find Qingming. ”

Yu Yao knew what he meant by "things that can't be solved", and some things didn't need to be said thoroughly, and this little tacit understanding made her feel happy and reluctant.

Wei Qiqi walked out of the quiet room, did not look back, crossed the plank road, went down the mountain road, and went all the way to the cold valley of the year, Yu Yao leaned against the window, looked at the figure in the snow, and whispered to herself: "I don't want anything, I don't care about anything, I will hand over all the qiē to you......" The snow light reflected in the depths of her eyes, like a dream, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to the haunting Qizhen Mountain, smelling a faint dark fragrance.

Collecting elixirs, catching spirit beasts, searching for poisonous insects, the most famous place to go is the three caves and four valleys, the old cold valley is one of the four valleys, located in the northernmost part of the flowing stone peak, guarded by the Flying Feather Sect. When Wei Qiqi came to the front of the Suihan Valley, it was already past noon, and the disciples of the Flying Feather Sect gathered at the mouth of the valley to see the sect leader elder down the mountain.

Wei Qiqi hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and saw the Zhang brothers and the fellow disciples of the Flying Feather Sect.

Zong Zhu Chonghua looked like he was in his fifties, slightly chubby, his face was dark, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were quite wrinkled, he looked at Wei Qiqi expressionlessly, and he could see that his heart was furious, and he wondered if someone was talking too much in front of him and poked out the matter of those two letters.

Standing beside him was Kunlun Elder Zhang Chongyang, his eyebrows were very similar to Zhang Chonghua's, his cheeks were sunken, his body was thin, and he nodded at Wei Seventeen kindly.

Wei Qiqi looked around, and the disciples of the Flying Feather Sect were all unfamiliar faces, only one woman was quite familiar, she was wrapped in a thick robe, standing timidly on the side, alone, with her head buried in the fur, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were lowered, and she was out of place with everyone.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go. Zhang Chonghua's voice was sharp and thin, piercing into his ear drum like a needle, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Chongyang took out an old storage bag from his waist, urged the magic trick to pour it gently, and released a cloud car, which was made of red pear wood, integrated into one, without seeing the tenon, and the four wheels were engraved with a series of talismans, and the loops were hooked, and from time to time they lit up a line of brilliance, and the light was uncertain.

Xiandu also has a cloud-pulling car, but compared with this one, it is like a horse and eight horses, and a thatched hut and a fine house, which is dwarfed.

Zhang Chonghua boarded the cloud car first, and the woman in fur glanced at Zhang Chongyang and followed closely. After that, there were two disciples of the Feiyu Sect, a man and a woman, the male had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a heroic face, and the female body was light, with a few pockmarks on the nose, pretty and cute, one of them was Jiang Xingshan and one Zheng Yu, both of whom were apprentices carefully cultivated by Zhang Chonghua.

Zhang Chongyang summoned an apprentice, surnamed Yu and named Youhuan, and ordered him to drive in front, he beckoned to Wei Seventeen, and the two also boarded the cloud car.

Everyone greeted the sect leader elder in unison, Yu Youhuan urged the true yuan, the talisman burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the four wheels of the cloud car slowly rotated, soared into the air, and went to the Tianling.