The night of July is quiet, and the moon on the fifteenth is exceptionally round, shining softly under the night sky.

The cavalry marched silently with the help of the monks who accompanied the army, accompanied by the cool moonlight, and occasionally a cold light of inky blue could be seen passing by.

The Chiyun Temple on Tianchi Mountain is the second largest faction in Dongzhou after the Yuan family, controlling the second largest country in Dongzhou, Yamato, this sect that is rumored to have something to do with the Daomen Zhongnan Mountain has nothing to do with the empress two years ago when the empress led the monks to invade the Yamato country, all the disciples were recalled to the mountain gate, so that the empress took the Yamato without any resistance without a single soldier.

Although the success of the battle greatly boosted the morale of the army, it made the empress feel like a bone in the throat, because the unscathed enemy was hiding in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to move.

At the foot of Tianchi Mountain, a cavalry army of about 10,000 horsemen stopped the march, the Xuanjia general rode on a tall horse with a black body, and after looking at the hundred monks accompanying the army around him, he said in a deep voice: "There are five Yuan Xi Realm, fourteen Jindan Realm, a total of two hundred and seventeen people from the Fire Realm and below, Your Majesty has a life, and none is left." ”

After that, the Xuanjia general took out a feather fan that exuded a strange cyan light from his arms, and gently fanned it against the Tianchi Mountain in front of him.

The figures of nearly a hundred monks accompanying the army flashed and disappeared into Tianchi Mountain.

The Xuanjia general waved his hand, and the 10,000 cavalry dispersed and surrounded Tianchi Mountain, and the crossbowmen holding inky blue crossbows in the army silently loaded the arrows glowing with dark blue cold light.

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It was almost evening, but Fang Taoyuan was already lively.

There are many able-bodied young men who are rare among the people in the city, and most of them are wine-colored people dressed in gorgeous clothes, but in Yuan Liang's opinion, it is very strange to go in and out here, and some of the guests are mixed with it.

There is an indifferent one-armed man, an old man with gray hair but a body as light as a swallow, and a girl with a sword behind him...... And, a beautiful woman in pink.

"Young man, are you here looking for a good girl?" the woman in pink walked straight to Yuan Liang, covered her lips and chuckled.

Yuan Liang shook his head, looked directly at the woman's apricot eyes that seemed to be full of love, and was cold: "I'll come to the ninth floor to send a letter." ”

A hint of amusement flashed in the pink-clothed woman's eyes, "Then let me come." ”

Immediately, the woman in pink took the lead in entering the peach orchard.

Fang Taoyuan seems to be no different from ordinary Qinglou, the singers and dancers on the stage are swaying, and the spectators in the audience are either drunk and hazy, or they are up and down at the woman next to them. Just look closely, in the deepest part of the Fangtaoyuan Hall, there seems to be a quaint door, hidden in the dark, and the old man who Yuan Liang saw before is walking there.

The woman in pink took Yuan Liang Shi Ran to the corner on the right side of the stands, where there was a wide staircase leading to the upper floor, the wooden staircase exuded a distant atmosphere, but the people on the first floor seemed to be unable to see, and no one walked up the stairs.

Yuan Liang followed the woman in pink up the stairs, but faintly felt as if a few eyes were glued to him behind him, and when he turned around, his gaze quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The stairs were very long, and after Yuan Liang silently followed the woman in pink for nearly a quarter of an hour, Yuan Liang, who was already oozing thin sweat from his forehead, vaguely remembered that the peach orchard he saw outside the door seemed to have only one floor.

And how high is the staircase that has not been completed for a quarter of an hour?

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In the Red Cloud Temple, the Lord of the Contemplation and the four Yuan Xi Realm elders gathered together.

"Senior brother, isn't there any news from Zhongnan Mountain?" Elder Huang Kui seemed to be a little anxious, he had just made a fuss, and the answer he got was not optimistic.

Fu Xi Daoist shook his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of unwillingness, "It seems that Zhongnan Mountain is determined to use us as a test stone, and wants to see what tricks Qin Gong's woman wants to turn over." ”

A beautiful woman said disdainfully: "Senior brothers, why should you worry, just with these small fish and shrimp from the Fire and Jindan Realm who have just entered the mountain, as well as the useless mortals outside, we can still be destroyed." ”

Fu Xi Daoist glared and shouted: "Woman's opinion! Do you think that Qin Gong's ruthless female doll will really send only this little shrimp soldier and crab general to send him to death? Although he can't feel it, the Yuan family's god guard realm old monster must be nearby!"

Hearing the words "God Shoujing", the beautiful woman who wanted to continue arguing immediately closed her mouth with a faint fear in her eyes.

After all, in the entire Eastern Continent, there are only four Divine Guardian Realm powerhouses.

And as a cultivator of the Yuan Breath Realm, facing the powerhouses of the Divine Guardian Realm, it is inevitable that the body will disappear.

The four elders all looked at the Fu Shi Dao man, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

There was a short and long silence in the council hall, and the Fu Xi Daoist calculated in his heart for a long time, and finally sighed and said heavily: "This is a dead end, Miss Chi Die from Fang Taoyuan once gave me a teleportation card on the ninth floor, called the employee card, I will let Feng Lei go to the ninth floor quickly, and the inheritance of Chiyun Temple is unbreakable." As for us, let's fight to the death. ”

The four elders nodded in unison, and no one asked if the precious ninth-floor teleportation card of the Fu Xi Daoist could be used for his own use, cultivators value life the most, but there are some things that are more important than life, such as inheritance, or, hope.

Feng Lei was practicing in his cave mansion, a dazzling white light flashed, Feng Lei actually found that he suddenly appeared in the hall of Guanli, Master Guan and the four elder teachers and uncles were looking at him together, and their eyes seemed to be full of expectations.

"Master, uncle?" the young man was a little confused.

Fu Xi Daoist took out a vermilion wooden plaque from his bosom and solemnly put it in the young man's hand, "Feng Lei, our Chiyun Temple is about to suffer the catastrophe brought by Qin Gong, this wooden card will teleport you to the ninth floor, you go to practice in a good life, and you must pass on the Dao method of my Chiyun Temple in the future! Remember! Before entering the realm of transforming gods, you must not go back to Dongzhou to avenge your master! You are the best qualified disciple of my Chiyun Guan in the past hundred years, and you are also the last hope for the continuation of my Chiyun Temple's inheritance in this catastrophe, you must live well." ”

The young Fenglei's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the five division commanders, and swore an oath: "The disciple swears that he will continue to inherit the Chiyun Guan Dao Law and let Qin Gong's blood debts be repaid, otherwise he will be hit by the thunder of the sky and his soul will be destroyed!"

In the expectant gaze of everyone, the young man crushed the wooden card and disappeared in place.

"Now that you've arranged the aftermath, let's wash your neck quickly. A playful voice suddenly came.

The five of them looked up in astonishment, and saw a young man with a strong evil aura sitting high on the beam of the house, the man's hair crown was actually made of white bone, but it was not as rough as an ordinary bone crown, but as delicate and smooth as mutton fat and white jade, and there was faint Qi flowing in it.

Only the hair crown made by the monks of the Divine Guardian Realm made of living bones can be so chic.

And the only person who can wear this kind of crown is the Yuan Family Divine Guardian Ancestor, who is cruel by nature, and killed the Zheng Family God Shoujing Ancestor alive three years ago-

"Yuan rampant!" exclaimed the glamorous woman.

The man jumped off the beam, gently picked up the chin of the beautiful woman with his fingers, and said softly, "I like it most when a beautiful woman calls me by my name in this tone." ”

Seeing that the woman's expression relaxed a little, Yuan Yi showed a cruel smile: "Obviously, you are not a beauty, so let's start with you first." ”

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For a whole hour, Yuan Liang and the woman in pink walked silently along the stairs one after the other.

Yuan Liang gradually felt the difficulty, not only the loss of physical strength, but also the resistance to move forward became more and more great.

The clothes on Yuan Liang's body were already soaked, and beads of sweat from his forehead kept falling on the wooden plank of the staircase, but there was no trace of sweat on the wooden board, as if the beads of sweat had not fallen.

Yuan Liang just silently followed the footsteps of the woman in pink, and did not ask how long she would have to walk.

The woman in pink silently led the way in front, and she didn't think about telling Yuan Liang how long she would have to walk.

The sweat has gradually become a thin winding line, the woman in pink seems to have deliberately slowed down slightly, Yuan Liang's heart thought that Gu Jin risked his life to collect the corpse of his family for himself, and his pace accelerated again.

The woman in pink didn't look back, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she resumed her walking speed again.

I don't know how long it took, the sweat had blurred Yuan Liang's eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his arm to wipe it.

Fortunately, the stairs were straight, and Yuan Liang simply closed his eyes and walked up mechanically with his legs raised.

His eyes were closed, but his extremely tired body felt sharper. Yuan Liang could clearly feel that there were wisps of qi all around him, and a very small part of these qi was slowly entering his body, as if bringing a trace of strength.

If you can inhale more qi into your body, will it bring more strength? Yuan Liang thought like this, and began to concentrate.

As Yuan Liang concentrated, gradually, the qi entering Yuan Liang's body began to increase, and after half an hour, Yuan Liang could easily inhale a wisp of qi with the thickness of his fingers into his body, and brought up a small cyclone around his body.

As the amount of qi inhaled by his body increased, his strength returned.

Feeling the benefits of qi, Yuan Liang's mind couldn't help but come alive, after the qi was inhaled into the body, it would be scattered all over the body, thus bringing about physical recovery, if the qi was gathered together in the body and concentrated on the legs, would the speed of his own upstairs become faster?

Thinking like this, Yuan Liang, who was still tightly closed, couldn't help but try again.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Liang's pace, which was still tightly closed, began to gradually pick up.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yuan Liang walked like a fly.

The woman in pink kept increasing her speed in front of Yuan Liang's pace.

She still didn't look back and didn't speak, but her expression was no longer calm, and there was a deep shock in her beautiful apricot eyes.

It took less than an hour for a person who had never practiced to enter the Qi Condensation Realm on her own, which was unprecedented in her hundreds of years of long life.