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A valley in the north of Jizhou is cloudy and misty all year round, and there is no daylight.

Although the people of Jizhou do not know the situation in the valley, in their hearts, the valley is like a thunder pool, and they are in awe, and no one dares to take a step closer. Just because it is the location of the ghost family in Jizhou, the ghost valley.

Feiyu pavilion in the ghost valley, pavilion and small pavilion, all available; strange flowers and plants, rare trees and beautiful fruits, there are many places, just like a paradise in general. However, in the entire valley, as far as the eye can see, everything is black, and even the flowers and plants are inky, which is very strange. Moreover, the sun and moon are not seen here all year round, and the humidity is very heavy, and staying in it makes people feel very depressed.

At this time, Changyang Zhenren was sitting in the soul hall, although his expression was free, but his heart was quite uncomfortable. With his hundreds of years of cultivation, he can't maintain a peaceful state of mind here, which shows the strangeness of the environment.

The person who accompanied Changyang Zhenren was Lin Yuehe. Lin Yuehe poured tea for the real person in Changyang, and said, "It's unfortunate that the real person came, my master just went out for a few days. ”

Changyang Zhenren took a sip of tea and said: "Over the years, Poor Dao has come no less than ten times, but every time I can meet Guiguzi's predecessors to go out, it is really a coincidence." ”

Lin Yuehe smiled: "Who says it's not." Then he said: "Since the real person is here, why don't you stay here for a few days, maybe the family teacher will come back in a few days." ”

Changyang Zhenren hurriedly said: "The poor road is not used to living, don't dare, don't dare." ”

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they chatted without a word. Suddenly, a light and shadow shot in from outside the Soul Palace, and it accurately fell into the hands of Changyang Zhenren, which was a secret letter. Changyang Zhenren let out a "huh", and when he opened the letter, his expression was a little abnormal. After looking at it, he immediately said: "Since Guiguzi's predecessors are not here, Poor Dao will leave first." Come back when you have time in the future. ”

Lin Yuehe saw that Changyang Zhenren looked in a hurry, and he was very surprised in his heart, but he didn't break it, and after sending it away politely, his disciples immediately came to report: "There is a secret letter." He opened the letter, but saw that it was written with the words "the kiss seal was stolen", and there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, but he replied lightly: "I know." ”

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Hundreds of beasts come out of the forest, and thousands of birds fly away.

Four people and one beast, this big battle made the mountains and forests within a radius of dozens of miles unpeaceful.

Xiao Yi held a giant tree in his arms and always held the mad bull monster five feet away. But each time he crossed paths with the steel fork, he took a few steps back until his back was against the cliff face. The mad bull monster was tall and stout, and it couldn't get close to the cliff, but it was even more difficult to hit Xiao Yi. The three Confucians rested all night, regained their spirits, and flew in the sky one after another, circling the mad bull monster, specifically calling the weak points such as eyes and ears, which made it unbearable. The mad bull monster has a brute force, and suffers from its clumsy movements, making it difficult to win for a while.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves have passed, Xiao Yi not only did not feel tired, but took advantage of the situation, realized some tricks of using heavy weapons, and the more he danced, the more brave he became. The mad bull monster suddenly jumped back a few feet and shouted, "That boy, what exercises have you cultivated, how can your strength be so great." ”

The four of them stopped one after another, and Xiao Yi smiled and said, "If you defeat me and others, I will naturally tell you." ”

The mad cow monster said, "Okay, it's a word." As he spoke, he jumped up and hit again. A steel fork danced more powerfully, pounding, rubbing, stabbing, intercepting, blocking, horizontal, and cutting, very skillful, and the move was forced, Xiao Yi was suddenly a little unbearable. And a demonic aura puffed up on his body, enveloping his body. The three Confucians wanted to break through this layer of protection, but they also found it a little difficult. The coming out of these two thousand years of Taoism is indeed not trivial.

Xiao Yi knew that once the mad bull monster broke into the giant tree, it would be unstoppable, so he hugged the giant tree, just to collide, not to attack, but to protect himself.

The mad bull monster struck the giant tree with a slash. Xiao Yi pinned the back end of the giant tree to the rock wall and struck a blow. However, the mad bull monster waved his steel fork like madness, and struck one after another, one blow was better than a blow, and he did not give up until he swept the giant tree away.

After more than a dozen blows, Xiao Yi's face changed slightly, and his state was not as good as before. The three of Confucianism looked anxious and tried their best to attack, but when all the moves broke through that layer of demonic energy, they were already at the end of their crossbows, and they couldn't hurt them at all.

Nangong Xiaoli was furious, flew directly in front of his face, and scolded angrily: "What a mad cow, there is a kind of coming to kill the uncle." The mad cow monster didn't even look at him. Nangong Xiaoli was even more furious, and said: "You can kill but not be humiliated! Let you teach me the power of the world's Guiren technique." With that, he threw his sword and sacrificed it in the air. But seeing his focused expression, staring closely at the long sword in front of him, his body began to tremble.

Suddenly, the long sword burst open, as fine as iron sand, gathered around Nangong Xiaoli's body, and spun rapidly. The aura around him began to surge wildly, producing a hunting wind, and the momentum was terrifying.

The art of returning benevolence in the world is taken from the meaning of "killing oneself to become benevolent", which is guided by life and sacrificing one's life for righteousness. This technique can be practiced by both women and children, but it is exerted, but the power is very different. And the more lives invested in this technique, the more powerful it becomes. Anyone who uses this technique often does so at the cost of his life. Duanmu Xiaoyun and Shen Yirou shouted urgently, but they couldn't stop it.

But seeing the dazzling light emanating from Nangong Xiaoli's body, the aura still kept gathering towards it. However, at this moment, the mad bull monster roared angrily, and a heavy punch hit him. Nangong Xiaoli was like an arrow off the string, shooting backwards, and the world's Guiren technique was interrupted. Nangong Xiaoli hit the cliff first, then fell to the ground, struggled twice, couldn't stand up, and scolded when he landed.

Seeing this, the remaining three didn't know whether to be happy or sad, but Nangong Xiaoli was lucky to be able to save his life.

The mad bull monster still used the fork as a stick, blow after blow, and the giant wood was hard to fight. Just when Xiao Yi's arms were numb and his chest was tight and bloody, he suddenly heard a "click", and the giant tree was overwhelmed and finally broke from it.