Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, time flies, twenty-five years have passed, in the past fifty years, Kyushu and the Holy Clan have become extraordinarily peaceful, the Great Zhou closed the Great Wall gate of the Lingsheng Canyon tightly, and never sent a single soldier, and the Holy Clan has been guarding the territory they owned fifty years ago, and there has been no conflict with the cultivation of Kyushu.

This seems to be calm, but the cultivators of Kyushu know that all this is just the calm before the storm, so there is no fighting, and the Demon Punishment Alliance and the Great Zhou Dynasty are more vigilant, so they are also secretly strengthening the combat power of the two.

At this time, located less than a thousand miles south of Qingniu Town, there is a dilapidated mortal village - Zhaoxue Village, although there has been no war in fifty years, but because of the vision of the long red sky, the mortals in this village have no harvest all year round, so there are not many villagers, in the past fifty years, because of the continuous famine death, there are less than ten people alive now, and each of them is more than half a hundred years old, each of them looks like skin and bones, and even the skin is yellow.

Although monks are not allowed to kill mortals at will, their wars have led to the indirect death of countless mortals, so in the eyes of these less than ten old men, hope is just an extravagant hope for them. Because they are only mortals after all, and they will die sooner or later, driven by hunger and cold, and getting older.

A long time ago, the place where "Ye Xiaofeng" was buried has completely become a cemetery, and the large and small graves without tombstones tell the tragic past of the villagers of Zhaoxue Village in the past 50 years. But I don't know why, the tomb of "Ye Xiaofeng" that was overturned by Ye Haoran back then has now returned to normal, and he is also the only one with a tombstone among the many graves.

And behind this Ye Xiaofeng's grave is the common snow-covered Zhaoxue peak. Many years have passed, and the peak of Zhaoxue Peak is still guarded by two soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But at this time, what the two of them didn't notice at all was that not far in front of them, there was a very obese middle-aged monk, who was holding a white jade fan and slowly fanning it, while looking at the void above Shao Xuefeng with a sad face. This person is Shijun, maybe the scene he saw at this time is not the empty sky, but what it is, no one knows.

And at this moment, on the ground not far behind Shijun, a touch of snow swirled up, and then an old man wearing a sackcloth robe and looking very kind condensed into it.

Shijun seemed to sense it at the first time, so he didn't look back, but said lightly: "Han Xingyi, what are you doing here?"

Han Xingyi smiled faintly and said, "This is where my Great Zhou Dynasty garrison is located, and the old man came over to take a look!"

Hearing this, Shijun sneered and said, "But you should also know that Benjun and your Great Zhou Dynasty are only forced by the situation to unite against the enemy." But to be honest, I don't want to have anything to do with any of you. ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Xingyi sighed and said, "Shijun, I don't know why you are wary of my Great Zhou Dynasty, but the old man is not here today to argue with you. You are here for your friends, and the old man is also here for your friends, so our purposes do not conflict. ”

Hearing this, Shijun smiled faintly and said: "That's right, after all, you used to be that kid's master, if it weren't for you, that kid might have been born, old, sick and dead, speaking of which, Benjun still has to thank you." But I can't figure it out, do you see anything, or do you keep pretending to be stupid?"

When Han Xingyi heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "The old man did see something, but it was just a guess, and he didn't dare to be sure!"

As soon as these words came out, Shijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I hope that the guess between you and me is the same, and the ultimate goal is the same!"

Han Xingyi smiled at this and said, "I hope so!"

Hearing this, Shijun smiled and nodded, and then continued to look up at the sky. For this reason, Han Xingyi also followed his gaze and looked up, and then he sighed and said, "I don't know how that kid is now?"

When Shijun heard this, he said with a smile: "Yes! Benjun hasn't calculated his news for a long time, so it's better to take a look at it now!"

After saying this, Shijun pinched his fingers and calculated, and at this time, there was a trace of a scene in his eyes that only he could see. In the first act, a young man sits in a five-colored flame with blurred facial features. Seeing this scene, Shijun nodded slightly. But as he continued to calculate, his serious scene was also instantaneous, but before he could see clearly, an overwhelming black shadow instantly blinded his eyes.

For this reason, Shijun suddenly took a few steps back, revealing an ugly look on his face.

When Han Xingyi saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "But what bad happened?"

For this reason, Shijun hurriedly looked to the southeast direction and said anxiously: "It's not good, that kid's clone and his brothers are about to have a big disaster, without further ado, I'll rush over to save them, it's too late!"

After saying this, Shijun instantly tore open the spatial crack in front of him and hurriedly walked into it. When Han Xingyi heard this, he was also shocked, and jumped into the spatial crack without stopping at all.

At the same time, the wooden clone in the skull hall in the Yuan Killing City was looking at the eleven people including the gold ingots in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Fifty years have passed, the cultivation of the gold ingots has reached the level of the half-step out-of-body period, except for the other nine people in Fu Meng, the cultivation has also increased a lot, the middle stage of the Jindan has reached the late stage of the Jindan, and several people in the Jindan Great Perfection are already half-step Yuanying cultivation, but everyone knows that it is very difficult to break through successfully, so at this juncture, they all chose to suppress their strength and did not break through in time.

Among them, the most amazing is that Chen Qing'er, who has the three-flower pupils on the other side, her cultivation is making rapid progress, fifty years have passed, and her cultivation has been straight to catch up with Sun Yifan, Zhao Shanshan and others. And her three-flower pupil on the other side has also undergone great changes, originally it was still a state of complete separation of the three flowers, but now there is a flower on the other side and another flower on the other side of the fusion of as much as half, presumably in a few years, there is no accident, she can reach the realm of double flowers, and then she can turn the land into hell, show the road to the Yellow Spring, forcibly extract the souls of hundreds of millions of people, throw them into the Yellow Spring, and return to the Infernal Hell.

And the wood clone also had an unexpected discovery, that is, in the past fifty years, he discovered that the exercises used by Leng Yue were very similar to the exercises practiced by his three major clones, if he guessed correctly, what Leng Yue cultivated was the Blue Sea Sutra in the Five Elements Dao Sutra. This scripture wood clone is also inevitable, but this matter has to be told to her by the body in person.