Chapter One Hundred and Six Oblivion

"You're finally awake!"

Qiushui Zhenren smiled faintly, suppressed Qin Huai's excitement, and said softly: "Lie down, you have been seriously injured this time, and you still need to recuperate for a while." ”

Qin Huai nodded hurriedly and checked his body.

When he was injured before, his meridians were seriously damaged, but at this moment, he was strong and powerful, and the true qi flow was extremely smooth, obviously because the real people had repaired it with supreme mana.

However, the two wounds on Qin Huai's body were still hideous and terrifying. One of them was a sword mark, and although it was shocking, it deliberately avoided the vital point. And the other arrow wound was directed at the heart, if it wasn't for being pushed by the cold moon at the moment of emergency, and the heart deviated by an inch, I'm afraid this sword would have died through the body a long time ago.

It is said that if you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future, Qin Huai recalled this encounter in the underworld, but it was a different taste.

The main hall of the Arctic Palace.

Beiling Zhenren stood with his hands in his hands, and standing opposite was Qiushui Zhenren.

Beiling Zhenren sighed lightly and said: "I didn't expect that such an incident would happen in the sect after half a year of retreat, and the matter of Master Qin's nephew is my sect's can't help it!"

Qiushui Zhenren said lightly: "Senior Brother Beiling doesn't need to blame himself, Huai'er's trip to the underworld may also be his chance." It's just that the initiator, senior brother, has eyebrows?"

Beiling Zhenren looked to the east and snorted coldly: "Although that person deliberately lost his breath, how can he hide his poor eyes?"

"Senior Sister Qiushui, please take a look!" After that, Beiling Zhenren took out an arrow and came out, and the black qi lingered, it was the one in Qin Huai's house.

A layer of cold air appeared on the palm of Beiling Zhenren's hand, and in an instant, this black gas was frozen, and the whole arrow was like a black ice crystal. Beiling Zhenren flicked his fingers again, and the ice crystals suddenly shattered.

The ice chips dispersed, revealing a silver-white arrow. The body of the arrow glows with a shining luster, like a starlight, which is very wonderful.

Qiushui Zhenren's face froze, his voice gradually turned cold, and he said: "Wonderful Dao Heavenly Star, Break the Soul and ask for your life! This is the secret thing of the Heavenly Star Sect!"

"Not only that, but according to what Poor Dao has seen, this arrow in Master Qin's nephew also has the Heavenly Star Sect Dao Method attached, otherwise it will not be able to stimulate the full power of this arrow!"

Qiushui Zhenren's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Hmph, what a good Tianxing Sect!

Beiling Zhenren stroked his beard and said lightly: "It's also counted as my share of the Arctic Palace!"

In the middle of Shenzhou, in the middle of an endless mountain, one peak after another rises from the ground, towering deep in the clouds. The peaks and mountains here are stacked and green, lush and green, and at a glance, the field of vision is full of countless towering ancient trees, strange flowers and plants.

Between two unusually tall peaks, lies a wide avenue. The avenue slopes straight upwards and leads straight into the depths of the mountain.

On this day, a person was walking slowly on the avenue, dressed in a black robe, with bells hanging up and down, jingling when walking, passers-by listened to it, but it was extremely pleasant.

The Taoist came from the depths of the mountain, and this time he went down the mountain, and it was the Jinling Daoist.

"Jinling Daoyou is really interested!"

At this time, a slightly majestic voice suddenly came into the ears of the Jinling Dao people.

The Jinling Daoist was startled, raised his eyes, and saw that there were suddenly three more Daoists in front of him.

One of them, dressed in white and covering his face with a scarf, is a real person in Qiushui. And the other person, tall and carrying a big sword, is a real person in Qingyang. The last person, short and fat, wearing a Tai Chi gossip robe, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, is a real person in the sky.

Behind Yunxiao Zhenren, there were dozens of swordsmen in Tsing Yi standing neatly, and at a glance, they all had Shangqing cultivation, and a fierce momentum suddenly spread.

A trace of misfortune rose in the hearts of the people of the Golden Bell Dao, this Dao Sect is so prosperous, I am afraid that the person who comes is not good.

Sure enough, before the Jinling Daoist could speak, he heard the cold and majestic voice of Qingyang Zhenren again: "Daoist friends don't have to move forward, please go back and say goodbye, and say that the sect is coming to worship the mountain!"

Qingyang Zhenren didn't mention his name at all, and came to worship the mountain directly in the name of Taoism, which has great meaning.

Jin Ling Dao smiled bitterly in his heart, where is this to worship the mountain, it seems that it is clearly the appearance of coming to Xingshi to ask for sin.

"Now that the way out is blocked, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. Jin Ling Dao secretly thought about it in his heart, and then squeezed out a smile, and said with a smile: "You real people are here, the trail is far away, and I hope to forgive the sins...... I just don't know, you real people came from afar, but what is the so-called thing?"

"Hmph, what's the matter?

At this time, there was a sudden cold snort in mid-air, and I saw that above the clouds, an old man with immortal wind bones stood proudly, it was the real person of Beiling!

On the side of Beiling Zhenren, there are two Qingroo Taoists, who are Qingyun Zhenren and Qingshuang Zhenren. And behind them, there were also dozens of swordsmen standing neatly, all dressed in snow-white robes, holding swords, so imposing!

Jin Ling Dao people's faces changed greatly, Beiling Zhenren was famous, but he had been in seclusion in recent decades, why did he suddenly appear outside his Tianxing Sect Mountain today? And he also looked like a bad comer.

Jin Ling Dao hurriedly saluted and said: "The younger generation has seen the predecessors of Beiling, and they have lost their welcome, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Beiling Zhenren snorted coldly, and said coldly: "You go back and spread the word to Qimiao Lao'er, just say that Beiling came to visit!"

In a short time, in this big mountain, there were bursts of bells, echoing endlessly, and the birds and beasts in this mountain were frightened and fled.

Subsequently, a team of black-clothed swordsmen came out and stood on the opposite side of the real people, all looking tense.

Among these black-clothed swordsmen, an old man with gray hair slowly walked out, dressed in a pale yellow robe, holding a human-high scepter in his hand, on which were hung red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, which looked very strange.

The person who came was the sect master of the Heavenly Star Sect, the Seven Miao True People.

Qimiao Zhenren's eyes lit up, he glanced at the Dao Sect and the people of the Arctic Palace, and said coldly: "Hmph, it's really a big show! I just don't know what kind of wind can blow you into my barren mountains and mountains?"

"But the humble house is shabby, so I won't entertain you!" Qi Miao Zhenren changed his words, and the two sides suddenly became tense.

"Seven Miao Dao Friends are naturally a good means, but since Your Excellency is the master of a sect, you must still have a little self-knowledge!" Above the clouds, Beiling Zhenren said coldly.

Qimiao Zhenren glanced at Beiling Zhenren and said coldly: "Even if the Heavenly Star Sect is weak, there are always a few arrogant people. If you want to overwhelm people with power, I'm afraid you have made the wrong decision!"

"Qimiao Daoist is naturally arrogant, but what have you done, don't you know it?"

Beiling Zhenren's tone was cold, and then he waved his cuffs, and he shot out with a sound of arrows, shooting straight into the chest of Qimiao Zhenren.

Qi Miao's face changed slightly, and he secretly used his true power, and as soon as he shook his big hand, he immediately held the arrow in his hand.

However, at the moment when the arrow was in hand, a cold air surged up sharply, and in an instant, the entire palm was frozen.

Qimiao Zhenren was shocked, and hurriedly mobilized his true qi, gas a real fire, and after a while, he melted this layer of ice, and his face was extremely gloomy!

However, when Qimiao Zhenren picked up the arrow in his hand, his face suddenly changed again, and he was shocked: "This is...... Soulbreaker Arrow!You...... How can you have this secret artifact?"

Beiling Zhenren said coldly: "I still want to ask you about this!"

At this time, Qingyang Zhenren on the side finally spoke.

Qingyang Zhenren said lightly: "Since this arrow is a secret artifact of your sect, I hope that the Seven Miao Sect Master can give this sect a passable statement!"

Qimiao Zhenren snorted coldly, but asked: "It turns out that Master Xing asked for the guilt, but I don't know what happened, so you came to visit in person." ”

"Oh? Qi Miao Dao Friend said this, I don't think he knew about it, since this is the case, then the poor Dao might as well say it again. ”

Qingyang Zhenren smiled faintly, and then stated Qin Huai's injury as it was.

In the Arctic Palace, after a few days of cultivation, Qin Huai finally recovered a little, and he was barely able to get out of bed and walk around.

It was the night moon and the stars were scarce, and there was a cool breeze in the sky, Qin Huai stared at the empty starry sky, but for some reason, he also felt empty in his heart.

"I guess I haven't been back for a long time!"

Qin Huai sighed lightly, the trip to the Arctic Palace had frequent accidents, I thought it was just a few days, but I didn't expect it to be a year.

Qin Huai looked at the depths of the night sky, and many pictures of his trip to the underworld are still fresh in his memory at this moment. The scene on the Sansheng Stone has always lingered in his heart.

If that sword is the end of his life, then what should he do in this life?

Qin Huai shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, suddenly turned around, and walked towards the house.

However, just as Qin Huai turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a woman in white standing quietly not far behind him.

The woman's expression was cold, but there was a trace of ripples in her cold eyes, staring at Qin Huai quietly, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped.

"Is there something wrong with the girl?" Qin Huai took a few steps forward and asked.

When the woman in white heard this, a layer of frost suddenly appeared on her face, and she said, "What do you call me?"

Qin Huai seemed to see the dissatisfaction in the other party's eyes, gave a slight salute, and said with a faint smile: "In the Lower Dao Sect Qin Huai, I don't know what the girl's name is?"

"You!"

The woman in white was furious, obviously she didn't expect Qin Huai to say such a sentence.

"Girl, why are you ......?"

Before Qin Huai could finish speaking, who knew that this woman snorted coldly and suddenly turned to leave.

"What a weirdo ......"

Qin Huai was helpless, watched the woman's back leave, shook his head, and then walked towards the house.