Masters kept coming, looking around and sitting on the spot.

The originally wide flat land also seemed crowded.

The atmosphere of the scene was extremely solemn, everyone was guarding against the people around them, they would definitely not be able to sleep when they slept, they were all meditating and cultivating, and their eyes were either open or squinted.

At dawn the next day, when the east was white, everyone stood up, waiting for the moment when the sun rose and the purple qi came from the east.

Xie Jiangtian had already returned to his own sect, of course he was not the only one who came to the Iron Fist Sect, they also had their own purposes.

Fu Remnant, Sikong Lanyue, and the old Taoist stood side by side, looking at the clouds and mist in the east, and the golden light was faint.

At this time, several figures were coming from all directions.

Fu Yan raised his eyes and saw that his pupils constricted slightly, and there were seven people in front of him, three of whom were the Black Knife Gu Feng, the Iron Gong Wang Chen, and the Holy Son of Qishi Mansion.

There were two of them Wang Chen by his side, and the other two were followed by one person, and they seemed to be all old figures, and their strength would not be too bad, at least they were masters at the grandmaster level.

"Wang Qihe, the head of the Wang family, is here. ”

"Gu Siyun, the head of the Gu family, is also here. ”

Everyone around them started to talk about it, these people are all relatively famous figures in the Central Plains, and of course there are many people who know them.

Only the Holy Son of Qishifu was followed by the man, dressed in white, with long hair tied high, with a pale face, carrying two crossed long swords, one gold and one black, the whole person had an extraordinary temperament, and wanted to get out of the dust, but he didn't know who it was.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Fu Yan and said quietly: "Don't you know, right? This person is your old friend's fellow disciple, one of the eight immortals of Qishi Mansion, Lu Dongbin." ”

"Lu Dongbin?" Fu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the person in front of him, he didn't know why he was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The Eight Immortals of Qishi Mansion, except for Tie Guan Li and He Xiangu, I finally saw one.

This person has an indifferent temperament, carrying two swords, and his internal strength is all restrained, but those eyes are as deep as the sea of stars.

Grandmaster Peak Master!

Fu Yan sighed slightly, the strength of Qishi Mansion is really strong, Tie Guan Li and He Xiangu are all masters at the peak level of the grandmaster, and now this Lu Dongbin is also the peak of the grandmaster.

Could it be that the Eight Immortals are all the pinnacle of grandmasters? What about the six masters? If they are also the pinnacle of grandmasters, then it is too terrifying, right?

The three forces, the seven figures, were all far apart, as if they were guarding against each other, and came to the clearing. In the same way, I looked around and became familiar with the characters, and then looked to the east.

Soon, two more figures walked slowly, one was wearing a green robe, holding a long sword, and a hairband tied to his head, about forty-five years old, with extraordinary momentum.

The other person made Fu Yan almost scream.

Dressed in a pink and white long skirt, a pair of small shoes printed on a white background, with long hair coiled high, tall, pale, delicate facial features, and a long sword, who is Zhu You who has not been separated for more than a month?

She looked a little haggard, as if she had lost some weight, and she thought that she had not had a good time during this time.

still had a cold face, looking at the people present expressionlessly, looking lonely.

Looking at this familiar face, this frosty expression, and tall figure, Fu Yan forcibly held back his excitement, and said in his heart, stupid girl, why is she still so disdainful.

The old Taoist priest looked at Fu Yan with a playful expression, and suddenly strode out, shouting, "Hey!

The eyes of everyone present suddenly turned over, and Fu Yan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, pulled the old Taoist back, and covered his mouth when he wanted to speak.

The old Taoist priest struggled to get out, but Fu Yan punched him directly in the stomach, and the Taoist master's body suddenly arched, and he hurriedly coughed.

Fu Yan suppressed his voice and said, "Old Wangba, you want to kill me!"

"Ahem, it hurts me to death!" Dao Ye covered his stomach and said, "Little friend, can't you be light?"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Don't pretend to be a dead old man, Lao Tzu didn't use any strength at all." ”

"Huh, it doesn't seem to hurt much! hey, hey, hey!" the old man stood up instantly, and suddenly regained his vitality, and smirked at everyone.

Zhu You glanced at them coldly and slowly turned around.

The warning eyes in the cold actually made Fu Yan feel a little warm in his heart.

And at this moment, everyone stopped talking, just quietly looking at the east.

The white clouds suddenly began to glow, as if inlaid with a layer of gold, and the snow-white sky in the east slowly turned crimson, and the sky was full of red glow.

Everyone held their breath, only to see wisps of essence suddenly leaking out from the sky, wisps of purple qi suddenly drifting out, and the whole world seemed to be different.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

"Purple Qi Dong is here!"

Excited voices continued to sound, and everyone looked back, only to see that on the cliff, between the white stones, the majestic, magnificent, and ** bronze gate did not respond.

"Won't it?"

"Impossible! Famous mathematicians of the past dynasties, it is impossible to make all mistakes!"

As he spoke, he saw a strong light suddenly flash in the east, and the blood-red sun finally revealed a trace of arc, and the red light shone on the top of Lishan Mountain. Then the sun finally showed its full face, rising higher and higher, and the light was getting lower and lower.

Finally, the entire bronze gate was exposed to the rising sun.

Everyone held their breath, clenched their fists, and looked up. I saw a huge bronze gate nearly five zhang high and ten zhang wide, and suddenly made a shocking noise.

As if the gears were turning, the entire cliff trembled, and the boulders crashed down one by one.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, only to see that the carvings on the entire bronze gate were all emitting brilliant golden light, and the entire mountain shook wildly. The sound of a loud noise spread throughout the land, like countless thunderbolts sounding at the same time.

In this almost miraculous scene, all life seemed insignificant.

The rocks kept falling, everyone fled frantically, and some people who moved slowly did not pay attention, and with a scream, they were smashed to pieces.

And the bronze gate, like the gate of heaven, finally slowly opened. After the rubble fell, a spacious stone staircase appeared in front of everyone.

"It's on!"

"The door is coming!"

"The Sword Soldier Tomb is finally open!"

Everyone let out a roar of excitement, and all of them were extremely excited, as if they couldn't see the smashed corpses under their feet, and they crawled up frantically.

And at this moment, an unimaginable evil aura suddenly gushed out from inside the Sword Soldier Tomb, and the evil, cold, and bloody aura seemed to drown the entire world.

Xinzhou, on the floating tower of the Hanging Buddha Temple, Qing precepts, Qing songs, and unenlightened people, stand side by side, looking at the direction of the sword and soldier mound of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang from afar. At the same time, he put his hands together and slowly recited, "Amitabha!"

Qingjie said slowly: "The tomb of the sword soldier is opened, and the world is in chaos! Abbot, it's time for you to enter the red dust." ”

Qingge folded his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said, "My Buddha is merciful and purifies all sentient beings." ”

And in the distant Sichuan, on the top of the quiet Qingcheng Mountain, in the Laojun Pavilion, an old figure with white hair looked at the north from afar, and let out a deep sigh: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the sword and soldier mound of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is opened, and the evil spirit is rushing into the sky, and the war disaster will arise." ”

Farther away in Dali, Yunnan, a city that has been crushed by black horses, in the alleys, two figures stand side by side, looking at the sky.

Kong Chuhe's eyes were extremely deep, and he said expressionlessly: "The door is opened, the evil qi rushes to the north, and the sky is chaotic, Ziwei is injured, it is destruction, and it may not be the beginning." ”

Ling Huqiu sighed: "It's just a pity that such a prosperous river and lake will be completely unrecognizable under the disaster of war." ”

Kong Chuhe said lightly: "It's just a reincarnation, more than forty years ago, the Demon King was lonely and nine in the world, and he killed all the martial arts masters, isn't it the same?"

Ling Huqiu shook his head slowly, and said: "Gu Jiu is a good demon king, but he may not like to kill, he is proficient in astronomical calculation and divination, I think it is calculated that the rivers and lakes have such a catastrophe." If it weren't for the fact that he shocked the world back then, killed countless people, and everyone in the rivers and lakes was in danger and trained future generations, the rivers and lakes might not have the prosperity they have today. ”

Kong Chuhe said in surprise: "If this is the case, this person really has the courage and wisdom of 'I don't go to hell who will go to hell', and now the rivers and lakes are indeed prosperous, so there is hope to turn things around." ”

Ling Huqiu said: "The Jade Seal of the First Emperor, you must get it! This is a thing of heavenly luck, the first step, there must be no mistakes!"

Kong Chuhe frowned and said, "The resistance faced by Fu Yan is too great, and Mr. Mu has sent someone to Chang'an, ready to help him." ”

Ling Huqiu shook his head and said, "Not enough! Far from enough! Need a master!"

Kong Chuhe frowned and said, "The master of the Great Wind Hall should be there, but with the Black Lotus Sect, he should not be able to get out." As for the other masters who came forward, I was worried that it would attract excessive attention from the Qishi Mansion. ”

Ling Huqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The game has already begun, at this time, there is no need to be timid!

Kong Chuhe shook his head and said: "I'm afraid not, I have to go to Qingcheng Mountain, recently, that group of Taoist priests has been a little swaying." ”

"It's not that group of Taoist priests, it's the head of the sect!" Ling Huqiu said: "I'll do this for you! It's time to meet old friends!"

"You mean?" Kong Chuhe suddenly laughed.

Ling Huqiu nodded slowly and looked north at Qingcheng Mountain.

And at this moment, the lonely mountain, the Qianzhang cliff, the mouth of the cave, a majestic figure stands in place, overlooking the entire earth.

He was dressed in gray and barefoot, and his hair was scattered, but his momentum was like a monstrous sea, as if every moment was about to surge.

"Master. A cold voice came from the cave.

Gu Jiujue said slowly: "How many floors?"

"Sixth floor. ”

"Fast enough, but it has to be faster!"

Chu Luo'er nodded slowly, and suddenly said, "Can I go out?"

"I know what you think, you can go down the mountain, but only after cultivating to the eighth layer of the Angry Demon Heart Sutra. ”

Chu Luo'er slowly lowered her head and walked into the cave silently.

In the Qishi Mansion, Yang Zun, who was dressed in a golden robe, looked at the tall figure in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Take Guo Lao and Immortal Gu, as well as Tie Guan Li, and go together." ”

"Yes, Yang Zun. ”

Yang Zun said in a deep voice: "If you can't take it, you will destroy it! This trip must be successful! The Chang'an government will assist you, and I will send another master to the horse!"

"Yes!"

The man let out a low roar and walked out of the room, looking at the clear sky and the gentle sun, but his heart was terribly cold.

(North of Lishan, the sun will definitely not shine at the beginning of the sun, here is just the need of the plot, don't be more serious about the geographical emperor.) Also, I wish you all a Happy New Year's Day!)