The dome of the Gate of Heaven has a glimmer of snow.

The glass-like dome has collapsed in half, and the sword qi supports the last backbone of this remote place, and the dry sand is swirling all day long, and not a single inch of grass grows, and the space that should be pitch black is open because the three-foot square hole in the heart of heaven is opened, shining a piece of light.

In the midst of this light, there is a vibrant lawn, the blades of grass are straight, the momentum is thin, the dew is full, crystal clear, like the tip of a sword proudly cocked.

On the lawn, sitting cross-legged sat a little girl with sharp ears in a green shirt and big sleeves crossed on the ground, with a beautiful and handsome appearance, her eyes were a little confused, and her hands were on her cheeks, like the only blooming flower on the lawn.

A young blue flower.

She was in a daze.

Time passes.

When the green pear girl is bored, she will live in a daze, and the life span of the demon clan is long, so she never measures the time.

Time is just a useless thing for green pears.

Her life, if you take it apart and look at it, everything she does, without accident, is to pass the time.

So she didn't know how long she had been in the Heavenly Gate.

It seems like a time has passed in a daze.

It seems like...... It's been a long time.

Because she had woken up from her daze, and was in a trance for a long time, until in the darkness, the coffin burst out with a slight muffled sound, which cleared her mind.

The coffin in the distance was about ten feet away from him.

She didn't want to get too close.

Qingli will have to wait here for a long time, and she may have to stay for several times, and the lawn she is sitting on now is already the last piece of land shrouded in light.

Further on, the sword aura was swirling, the dry sand was swirling, and not a single inch of grass was growing.

It was pitch black.

There...... There was a coffin sent back from the darkest place in the world.

Aori didn't know how long she would have to wait for the man to wake up from the coffin.

She didn't know why she was waiting.

Ponder over.

Maybe it's guilt?

Thinking that he shouldn't have sent that person to the Great Snow Mountain of the Northern Plains Dragon's Back, let him take the purple box, if he didn't have these, he wouldn't have fallen to this point...... Just like that, the whole body was put into the coffin.

Aori smiled self-deprecatingly and shook her head.

It's not funny at all.

She sat quietly here for a long time, and before she knew it, several quasi-demons on the Holy Island had already left and returned to the island with the Mountain Lord.

Wang Zhi should leave the Holy Island and go to the Central Plains for training.

The remaining few quasi-demons should have some disputes with the five elders.

The sword tablet of the Great Bright Mountain, which has existed for a long time, stood on the holy island before the inscription of the Sword Sect, and it is the object of the enlightenment of the successive Great Bright Sacred Mountain.

And the mountain lord wants to persuade those old men of the Demon Sect to bring that stone tablet to the decaying land of Tianmen for several young quasi-demons on the Holy Island to comprehend, this matter ...... There should be no small obstacles.

The Gate of Heaven is a great place to meditate.

The aura here is more abundant than that of the Holy Island, but those quasi-demons have also reached the point of "full vitality", there is no need to absorb vitality, but the area where the gate of heaven is located is incomparably mysterious, and the big light stele stone may be able to come to the gate of heaven, which may produce incredible changes.

As the mountain lord said, this stele has gone through hundreds of years of history, and it has gone through too many ...... After Jian Zongming left, it would irreversibly begin to crumble, and if it was brought to the Heavenly Gate, it might be able to be preserved for a longer time.

Qingli took a deep breath.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the dome of the Heavenly Gate, where the light of the glazed snow shone down.

The green pear girl's eyes were confused.

Tianmen ...... What is it?

Is it a tomb hidden deep under the snowfields of the Western Regions?

Or is it a small world of seclusion?

She closed her eyes, and there seemed to be the rustling sound of wind and snow in her ears.

Aori thought of someone.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and she suddenly had some strange premonitions in her heart, thinking about the woman in purple who went with her to the Great Snow Mountain of Longji in the Northern Plains...... How's it going?

Still waiting?

Or is it searching?

Or is it ...... Already given up?

Qingli looked at the coffin.

In the darkness, there was silence, almost no movement.

It looked like a dead man was inside.

No...... Inside, it's a dead man.

Dead and without signs of awakening.

After the "cause and effect" entered the coffin, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement.

Aori sighed.

She pursed her lips and said quietly, "Miss Wei...... You have so little time that you can't afford to wait. ”

......

......

The Demon Mountain on the Holy Island is dead silent.

The whole mountain trembled.

After a long time, the Mountain Lord walked out silently and silently, his white lotus ink robe was a little torn, and half of the sleeved robe was already in tatters, and he was forced to piece it together with his vitality.

Mu Liancheng's breathing was a little unsteady, with a murderous aura on his body, and a slight blood pooled and slipped from his fingertips.

The cultivators of the Demon Sect have come a long way along the way in refining their bodies.

The mountain lord's Donkey Kong physique, the ability to recover against the sky, was actually dripping blood in his sleeve robe along the way.

This is an irreparable injury to Donkey Kong's body in the short term.

Drops of jet-black blood fell to the ground.

The mountain lord's face was a little pale, he did not use the speed of the world, but just walked all the way, and came to the Great Bright Mountain in silence.

Then it's time to climb the mountain.

Several quasi-demons followed behind the mountain lord, and Mu Liancheng did not shy away from the blood stains that kept dripping from the ground in his sleeve robe, and similarly, the fight in the Demon Mountain, these quasi-demons could see it clearly.

Everyone is silent.

I came to the Great Bright Mountain, the Sword Palace, where the stele is located.

The mountain lord suddenly stopped.

"Mt. Aoki. ”

"White tired of the mountain. ”

"Purple Mountain. ”

"Houtu Mountain. ”

"Great Bright Mountain. ”

"The Great Dark Mountain. ”

After a slight pause.

Mu Liancheng said with a hint of sorrow: "The six holy mountains, generation after generation of holy mountain lord palace masters, have given birth to many amazing generations, such as Wang Zhi, your master Chen Yingyue. ”

The woman with Chen Sijian behind her lowered her head and bit her lip silently.

"They are all geniuses of the Holy Island, even if they are placed in the Central Plains, they are also first-class geniuses. ”

The mountain lord said with some mockery: "They are on the Holy Island, in the most amazing years, even if they reach the sky, they can only reach the level you have now...... Quasi-demon. ”

"There are very few quasi-demons, and they are only one foot away from demons. ”

"But how many people have been stopped at this critical moment?"

"You will definitely be able to become grandmasters, you will definitely be able to inherit the mantle of your respective mountains, become the future palace master admired by all the people on the Holy Island, and even take over my position one day and become the mountain master of the Holy Island. ”

When he said these words, Mu Liancheng's vitality was quietly seeping out of his sleeve robe.

His vitality blocked the entire Sword Hall of the Great Bright Mountain.

In the long corridor, the voice of the mountain lord sounded again.

"But what about that?"

"Sitting at the bottom of a well, will the sky get shorter?"

Mu Liancheng said softly: "The Holy Island is very powerful now, in the Spring and Autumn Period, in terms of the number of quasi-demons, there are four of us, and there will be more in the future, there is only one quasi-demon in the South China Sea, Wu Yehan." ”

"But there is a Ye Thirteen in the South China Sea, and his one hand is enough to suppress the four of you. ”

The faces of several quasi-demons were a little ugly.

Having been to the wasteland, they naturally knew the gap between them.

Such a gap will only widen over time.

"Why am I telling you this?"

"In that fight just now, as you can see, I lost, and I am no match for any of their old devils. ”

"Those old demons of the Five Elders' Society, they are indeed very strong, and in the small world of the Holy Island, there is basically no one who is their opponent. ”

"They lived too long. When they were young, just like you, their hearts were outside the holy island, and finally they rested on their laurels and died on the mountain of the holy island, living in a small world all their lives, with no human beings and no ghosts, with monstrous karma and sin. ”

"Even so, the Five Elders' Council still controls the most important voice on the Holy Island. ”

"They control the resources of the Holy Island, distribute the vitality, and you have been able to get this far, all thanks to their 'cultivation'. ”

"But if you have only come so far, thank them for their 'cultivation'. ”

The mountain lord took a deep breath.

"In the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period, for the sake of a teenager, I had a fight with the Five Elders. Even worse than today. But I got a chance for him. ”

"That person's name is Jian Zongming, and he later let the Five Elders' Guild know about his mistake. ”

Mu Liancheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "When Sword Sect Ming returned to the Holy Island, those old demons retracted their bodies into the cemetery one by one, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads...... Now that he's gone, these old demons stubbornly reinstate the Holy Isle. ”

"There is no right or wrong in this matter, everyone is here to keep the Holy Island alive. ”

"But they are old, and you are still young, and you should not live for them. ”

The Mountain Lord took a deep breath.

"I fought this fight, and I gave you a chance. ”

He grabbed the stele with one hand and said softly: "The Five Elders' Association agrees with me to move the Great Light Stele to the Heavenly Gate, and you will follow me on this trip." ”

The Mountain Lord was silent for a long time.

"If you want to leave the Holy Island, leave it. ”

"Qingli's formation will send you to the Central Plains. ”

The faces of the four quasi-demons are uncertain, some are silent, some are hesitant, some are confused, and some are firm.

The Five Elders Guild has always been reluctant to let go of any cultivator who is talented enough.

Those old demons have experienced ancient battles, betrayals, and entanglements of interests, and they don't want to see a second demon sect that can compete with the Holy Island.

Anyone who leaves is likely to betray.

So everyone who left the Holy Island was basically the future master of the Holy Island, and the old demon of the Five Elders' Society could think of it...... It is to use a large enough benefit to bind and satisfy the most amazing demonic genius.

Now, this opportunity is in front of the four quasi-demons.

The Lord of the Mountain turned his back to them and whispered, "We are demon cultivators, we kill people, our hands are bloody, and our sins are monstrous. ”

"Those who cultivate demons make the world afraid, feared, and avoided...... The 'world' here is nothing but 'enemies'. ”

"The demon cultivator of the Holy Island must be like the sword Zongming, draw the sword for himself, and kill—"

"It can not only kill the monstrous sky, but also purify all sentient beings. ”

The mountain lord smiled, and the smile he showed was like setting up a stall in Fengting City, watching the crowd of people, one after another flying flowers, sliding in front of him.

Extremely happy, yet pure.

He said softly, "We...... Walking in the darkness, the heart yearns for the light. ”