The pale yellow paper is soft and dense, and the nine blood-red characters are extremely eye-catching through the back of the paper, and when you touch it with your hand, you can even feel a slightly moist touch, as if you have just written.

"The Buddha doesn't save me, I save the people of the world. ”

The old man in the official robe did not answer Xue Changyi's inquiry, sighed slightly, closed his eyes and was silent.

The force in Xue Changyi's hand increased slightly, the paper was wrinkled, his chest was undulating, obviously his mood was extremely fluctuating, he took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and let go of the paper.

In fact, no matter what Xiao Jingsi said, Xue Changyi naturally wouldn't believe it all, he looked at the quiet cave thoughtfully, his expression was complicated, about the matter of the nineteen ghosts, the more he came into contact, the more people felt that everyone involved in it should not be trusted, even if it was someone who got along day and night.

There is a kind of plant that grows in the cliff in three states and five places, a flower blooms in 30 years, the flowering period is half a month, the flowers picked in this half month are ground into powder, and after some special way of burning and inhaling into the nose, it will make people feel like a fairy, once they touch this powder, they can never forget it, and they will only rely more and more on this thing in the future.

And the nineteen ghost mouths in front of them are obviously more attractive, everyone wants to be able to get what they need from this, as for what it is, it is difficult to have a boundary.

Xue Changyi sighed, and his eyes fell on the river rushing between the cliffs, "Old man Xiao, how much benefit did you say this beast got from the mouth of the nineteen ghosts, and it really turned into a Jiao." ”

Xiao Jingsi shook his head, the Nineteen Ghost Mouths were too mysterious for them, the two of them were just acting on orders, if they really wanted to say it, only the person who gave the order would know what was in it.

Xue Changyi saw that Xiao Jingsi didn't speak, so he simply sat on the ground, and he didn't dislike it, and said softly: "Little old man, you said that the two people on top of our heads, have you already guessed what is inside?"

Xiao Jingsi narrowed her eyes, looked up at Mingyue, and said melancholy: "Who knows, we are just pawns, if the beam dies, you Xue Changyi, there will be thousands of Xue Changyi, and the same is true of me without my mother." ”

"You Xue Changyi always think that he is a smart person, but he doesn't know that the most important thing in this world is smart people, think about it this way, do you think that you have exhausted all your efforts in exchange for the poor flower feather on the top of your head, is it not so important?"

The corners of Xue Changyi's mouth twitched, slandering in his heart, aren't you Xiao Jingsi like this, what qualifications do you have to say about me?

However, the old man did not open his mouth to be sarcastic for the sake of the speed of his tongue, rubbed his chin, brought the cigarette stick to his mouth, and took two more puffs, and the thick smoke slowly rose and dissipated in front of him.

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The stone wall is full of sword marks, the new seal is covered with the old traces, criss-crossed, and the sword intent contained on it is majestic and extremely powerful.

There is a slight light lingering, making the misty water vapor in the cave show a faint plain white, quiet and ethereal, as if the white glow has fallen into the world.

The entrance to the cave located in the cliff does not seem to be big from the outside, but after entering, there is a different world, the green grass and trees grow a little densely, occupy the position in the center, there is a huge stone more than a foot high standing on the grass, it is covered with shallow sword marks, a little closer, there is a breeze pavement, every wisp is hanging around the sword intent, such as the stone on the water falling and flowing open.

Level a grass-free open space on one side.

A stone table, a stone bench, and a stone bed.

The girl with the sword did not rush to realize the sword intent left by her ancestors, but slowly walked to the side, carefully wiped the table and stool, and sat down quietly, the small ruby on her forehead swayed gently due to the movement.

There is a soft light halo, rippling in the girl's amber-like eyes, very beautiful.

After wiping, Mu Ruyi gently took off the long sword and put it on the table, the quasi-saint competition was only halfway through, and the master suddenly asked her to withdraw from the competition, when the news came out, it caused an uproar, and countless voices sounded, some doubted, some guessed, and more puzzled.

The most optimistic innate sword heart withdrew from the competition, and the biggest highlight of this quasi-holy fight also went.

However, soon, this rumor was reopened by the cliff gate, and the innate sword heart will enter the past, and for a while, the monks of Middle-earth Yuzhou talked about it, and some people even asserted that the Yuanshan Sect would add another sword immortal, and maybe it would become the second great sword immortal in the world.

Mu Ruyi also didn't understand the withdrawal test, but the master didn't even say an explanation, just let her enter the cliff gate, that's all.

The Cliff Gate, no disciple of the Far Mountain Sect is unfamiliar with it, this is the glory of the Far Mountain Sect, but it is also the most shameful existence of the Far Mountain.

In the historical records, the powerful ancestors of the Yuanshan Sect who can count the names in the three states and five places have all entered the cliff gate Mingwu sword intent, if the sword washing tower is regarded as the foundation of the Yuanshan Sect in the hidden sword, then the cliff gate is undoubtedly a spiritual treasure, because behind the cliff gate, it is the sword path left by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and every time it goes out, the ancestors of the Mingwu sword path will leave a sword mark on the sword stone, and it is also the only one.

And the most eye-catching of these is Jiang Chuyi's sword path, and it is rumored that Jiang Chuyi's sword qi near the exit will cut the sword stone in half.

But it was such a legendary Great Sword Immortal, but in the end, he betrayed the three states and five places, and became a shame that the Far Mountain Sect could not erase.

The girl stood up and walked back, her eyes crossed the sword marks on the mountain wall one by one, and finally stopped on the sword stone, novelty, doubt, and the emotions contained in the long eyes of the autumn water were finally filled with shock, a sword mark about three inches deep lay quietly on the sword stone, and the invincible sword intent was entrenched on the sword mark, but it did not overflow half a trace, just looking at the sword mark, it made her breath short, and there was no reason to have a trace of awe.

According to rumors, Jiang Chuyi had just achieved the holy throne when he came out of the customs, and in the dark era two thousand years later, Jiang Chuyi, who was a great sword immortal, what kind of scenery should that sword be.

Mu Ruyi swallowed his saliva, and for no reason there was a trace of remorse, why was he not born in the era of the Great Sword Immortal, and compared with that guy.

Win or lose.

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The breeze is coming, and the blood is not gone.

Chen Anzhi looked at the man standing in front of him wearing a hat and holding a long knife, and the man in black who was lying in a pool of blood all over the ground.

The man wearing the hat saluted Chen Anzhi very politely, and then took out a silk cloth from his bosom to wipe the blood from the knife.

He is a very personable person.

And strong.

Most of the black-clothed people who fell to the ground were monks from the Soul Condensing Realm, stopping in front of the carriage, Chen Anzhi was only just stabilizing the realm of the Seven Spirits now, no matter how experienced he was, he could only temporarily avoid its edge, and he sensed it from a distance and was about to turn the direction of the carriage.

However, just as they were about to leave, a white light dragged its long tail and landed in front of the two of them, and when the rainbow light disappeared, there were corpses everywhere in a pool of blood.

And all of this, in a matter of moments.

Chen Anzhi has been watching all this coldly, he doesn't believe that there is inexplicable kindness, especially in him, in this whirlpool, no snowflake is innocent at the time of the avalanche, and in this matter, no one is innocent.

The swordsman smiled, "Someone asked me to protect you where you want to go. ”

Chen Anzhi's voice was flat, "Who is it?"

The swordsman shook his head and said, "I can't say. ”

Chen Anzhi smiled: "I don't think I need it." ”

The swordsman also laughed, he opened his mouth but there was no sound, but there was a voice in Chen An's heart lake, "Three thousand years ago, you may not have needed it, but now is not your time, Jiang Chu Yi." ”

The voice is slow but loud.

It echoed in Chen Anzhi's heart for a long time, making him squint his eyes and seriously examine the young swordsman in front of him who had always been personable.

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