Holding Yan Qi's arm, the two sat down with the front of the couch, Leng Cui chuckled and said: "It makes my husband laugh!" You must know, I was originally your senior sister, and now I am just a cultivation in the later stage of Jindan! Now you are a master of Yuanying who is admired by the world, and you are like a cloud peak, but if you have an inch, if you are higher than the sky, how easy is it to talk about!" Seeing the people around her bow slightly, her tone changed, and she asked curiously: "Husband Mo doesn't feel something, you might as well say it and think you share it!"

Leng Cui was originally Yan Qi's senior sister, and the title between the two was like that between the mortals, in addition to intimacy, they may not have taken into account the other party's arrogant temperament. It can be seen that this woman is thoughtful and understanding.

Yan sat up straight, groaned, and said, "It's not that I feel something, but I think of someone." Shicai, he seems to have been to Guiling Valley......"

There was a hint of surprise in his expression, his beautiful eyes flashed, and Leng Cui said suddenly: "The person you are referring to......?

"Hehe!" Shaking his head slightly, Yan Qi smiled at the people around him, and said: "Guiling Valley is not less than ten thousand miles, beyond the reach of divine consciousness......" He slowly stood up, and stood with Cui'er facing the window facing the clouds, and said with a determined expression: "This sect is intuitive, I believe that he is coming, and he will leave......"

After Xu is cultivated into the Yuan Infant, he has a little more communication with this heaven and earth, and Yan Qi in meditation is in the dark, and his heart suddenly moves. At that moment, he thought of a person, a person whose whereabouts had been unknown for nearly a hundred years. It was this once inconspicuous boy who stirred up the changes in the Great Xia, causing Danyang Mountain to rise and fall with it. However, this is a man of great opportunity. At least, he Yan Qi was the first to perceive the mystery and gained a little.

His eyes lit up, and Leng Cui's expression was a little more eager. She grabbed Yan Qi and said quietly: "The mantra that the husband got is so good, but I can think of the mystery of the scripture. Also, the fact that he appeared in Luoxia Mountain has spread all over the world, how can Xuantianmen be willing to stop. If so, don't let it go......"

Gently patted Leng Cui's arm, Yan raised his head slightly, and said, "This sect will go out for a few days......" The other party smiled happily, and let go of his hand in his heart. It's just that after the people around her stepped on the clouds, her hands were clasped tightly together.

......

After leaving Guiling Valley, he sacrificed an ordinary flying sword and stepped on his feet, and Lin Yi flew towards Beishan County. Whether it was Gongyeping or Gongyemo, he didn't know anything about the current situation of these two people.

If you blindly escape, how can you know yourself and your opponent, and revenge is even more far away. Perhaps, you will find out what you can do in person.

As for the Zhengyang Sect, Lin Yi didn't think he had anything to do with it. For Yan Qi, he has never been able to figure it out. It is said that it is proud, but it may not be a person who is rigid and self-serving and does not have a city government. It is an exaggeration to say that it attaches great importance to love and righteousness. This is a person who is scheming and disguised by the outside, and it is really difficult to guess how his nature is, so it is better to stay away. Everything in the past is unbearable!

On the way, when Lin Yi took a break, he took out two iron rods. This is the Xuanjin Iron Staff obtained by killing Wan Qingshan, it is a good spiritual weapon, refined by the deep-sea Xuanjin, and it is better than being strong and heavy. I think that at the beginning, he and Ye Yu both suffered a big loss under this thing.

After the knot, Lin Yi only relied on the golden dragon sword and the dragon armor on his body. Other than that, he had no weapons at hand. There are a lot of things in the Qiankun Ring, but whether it is a flying sword or an elixir, they are all used by monks below the Jindan stage. Now that Yu Xia has appeared, the opponent he faces is even more powerful, so he can't help but think about it.

It was a closed cave, so no one could find out. Lin Yi slowly stretched out his fingers and emptily a little, and two iron rods flew up and hung in front of him. He opened his mouth and spewed out a flame that turned into a small fiery dragon flying and circling. Slightly different from the true fire of the past, the power contained in the Dan fire with purple in the blue and purple with gold is even more amazing, and it has the potential to incinerate all things.

The iron rod couldn't resist the calcination of the Danhuo, and after a while, it lost its original appearance and became two flowing black and black iron pulp. Pinching the trick, the black iron slurry fused into one, and Lin Yi casually threw out a few unused magic weapon flying swords and integrated them into it.

The black iron slurry slowly elongated, changing its shape back and forth. I thought about adding a few magic circles for it, but after thinking about it, Lin Yi still gave up. A few moments later, a five-foot-long iron rod appeared in front of him. withdrew the Danhuo, and another mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the black iron rod flickered into his hand.

What is this?

The alchemy technique was still so clumsy, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yi's mouth. It's just that his expression is not without smugness. The original imposing Xuanjin iron rod has now become an ordinary-looking iron rod, but it is much heavier and harder than before. I deliberately didn't add any magic circles to the stick, I just wanted it to be heavier, faster, and stronger!

Lin Yi stood up, grabbed the iron rod the thickness of a cobble's egg, picked it up with both hands, and smashed it against the stone wall in front of him-

"Boom-", in the collapse of the rocks, the top of a small hill turned into nothing, and a figure suddenly flew out of it, rushing to the sky with laughter.

Half a day later, a sword rainbow fell from the sky and suddenly fell on the hill. This was an imposing middle-aged monk, his gloomy gaze was full of hatred! He sneered as he looked at the collapsed mountain. You're not dead yet, hehe!

......

It's the middle of winter, and it's snowy season. Thousands of miles of ice, rare bird tracks, but there is a petite white figure, walking through the snowflakes.

This is a woman in a moon-white dress, twenty or thirty years old, with black hair and a shawl, and a beautiful appearance. She walked silently among the snow-covered ruins, her expression heavy with sadness. Occasionally, it paused and sighed, and then looked around like a lost soul, searching.

Without a trace, the woman floated to a place in the ruins. Its long sleeves suddenly flung out, and a strong whirlwind whistled up, sweeping away a few feet of snow, revealing a collapsed courtyard. Looking dazed, she took a few steps forward and leaned down, with a broken terracotta figurine in her hand. It was the favorite thing of the daughter's family in the mortal world, but now it has lost its color and is stained with dust. Like the broken dream, it is mutilated and never comes back.

Tears will slide down her cheeks, and they will fall like ice chips, and the woman stared at the clay figurines in her hand infatuatedly, and the memories in her eyes instantly became cold. A trace of black gas suddenly flashed between her eyebrows, and Huo Ran got up and raised her hand and fell-

"Smack-"

The moment the terracotta figurines were shattered, the woman's face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were changing with indignation and unwillingness, beating, just like the flame of revenge in her heart, blazing and never extinguished!

Standing quietly in the snow, silent for a long time, the woman's expression moved, and with a light wave of her long sleeves, the thick snow buried the ruins deep again. When she was stunned, she raised her big beautiful eyes and looked at the snowflakes.

In the gray sky, endless snowflakes were sprinkled, and with it, a familiar gray figure. Before she could see the person clearly, the woman had lost her voice and said: "You are ......" In surprise, she unconsciously took a step back.

It is an isolated cliff that stands out from the snow. The smaller figure seemed to have blended into the vastness, and it still made Lin Yi, who was passing through here, stop. He floated down from the air and stood up a few feet away from the other party.

"Brother Lin, it's really you...... No, Senior Lin's ......" looked hesitant, and the woman who spoke stepped forward and arched her hands.

After so many years, she has not seen her old age, and she has cultivated in the middle of foundation building. His delicate appearance is a little more cold and glamorous, and a little more strange.

"Miss Qiu doesn't have to be formal, it's better to call it casually! I'm just passing through here, and ...... are you?" After taking his eyes off the other party's body and looking around, Lin Yi had a guess. Sure enough, Qiu Caiying's expression darkened, and she said: "This is the Black Water Cliff, my home ......"