Before dawn, Su Ji had already come to Qianyuan Mountain.

On the dark mountain road, he was alone, as if he was the only one left in the heavens and the earth.

He held a glowing bronze sword tightly in his hand, his eyes were deep and hesitant, and his dark pupils had merged with the night.

Despite walking fast and in a hurry, he did not know the destination. Although he felt a faint Xuanqing Qi, he only had a general direction, not an exact location. So aimlessly searching, I don't know when I'm going to find it.

There are countless mountains in the world, and Qianyuan Mountain is one of them, although it is known as one of the Ten Mountains of Interpretation, there is nothing particularly surprising in Su Ji's opinion.

Su Ji has walked through many mountains: Kunlun Mountain, Ranshi Mountain, Li Mountain, Yunmeng Mountain, no matter which mountain is not difficult to walk on Qianyuan Mountain, it is not that the mountain road is rugged, but Su Ji's mood is heavy. Every time he took a step, he didn't know what he would see next, he didn't know what kind of danger he was about to face, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

Even so, his steps did not hesitate, and he searched in the darkness without hesitation, without stopping for a moment to rest, and no one could make him stop. At this moment, his goal is very clear, there is only one, which is to find her.

"Master!"

A familiar voice rang out suddenly!

Su Ji's body moved, and when he looked back, he saw a golden light rushing along the ground, and stopped in front of Su Ji, the golden light dissipated, and it was the flower like a wolf.

Hua Ruwolf uses a land magic technique called "Longitudinal Golden Light", which can turn into golden light and can teleporte thousands of miles. Those who practice this method, Xuanqing Qi runs along the meridians of Xiao Zhoutian, from the bottom of the feet to the spring acupoints, the knees of the blood sea acupoints, the arms of the Qingling acupoints, three overflows, at least have the Xuanqing three realms of cultivation.

Seeing the amazing progress of his apprentice, Su Ji was deeply grateful, remembering that when he returned to Yunmeng Mountain before, except for Lu Jian Daojun and the One-Eyed Medical Immortal, he did not alarm others. But the fact that Hua is like a wolf can see shows that he is not only cultivating diligently, but also has excellent eyesight.

"Why are you here?" asked Suji.

Hua Ruwolf said: "I'm worried that Master is in danger alone, so I'm here to help." ”

Su Ji looked at Hua Ruwolf and felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't say anything was wrong, maybe it was just an illusion.

The master and apprentice walked together, and after searching for a long time, a boy with a drooping hair appeared in front of him, wearing a white robe. Su Ji was overjoyed in his heart, and he must have finally found the only living life on this mountain.

Hua Ruwolf stepped forward and said politely: "This fairy child, may I ask ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, the little Taoist priest in white said without any tone: "The family teacher has an order, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

Su Ji introduced himself: "I am a disciple of the former sect leader of the Sect of Exposition Sect Bukit, may I ask if the fairy child has ever seen the first seat of the Twelve Spirit Platforms of the Exposition Sect, Chai Song, Chai Dao Chief." ”

The little Taoist priest in white was expressionless, and repeated: "The family teacher has an order, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

Su Ji said: "Dare to ask who the Venerable Master is?"

The little Taoist priest in white didn't answer the question, but kept repeating: "The family teacher has a life, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

Su Ji and Hua Ruwolf glanced at each other and found that the little Taoist priest in white had only one sentence over and over again, and there was not even a second sentence that was fresh. After repeating it a few times, Su Ji looked at the little Taoist priest in white, secretly thinking that this kid should have something wrong with his brain, otherwise why would he only say this sentence?

After taking a closer look, Su Ji suddenly realized that this little Taoist priest in white was not a human, but a lotus root man! It belonged to the same kind of lotus root person as the 'lotus root' that the Lotus Scatter gave to Master Wu Ji, but it looked different.

Along the way, Su Ji met no less than twenty lotus root people, looking at the lotus root people who were enough to be fake, Su Ji couldn't help but be amazed, he thought that Liansheng was a novel treasure, but he didn't expect that there were so many on Qianyuan Mountain. The appearance of each lotus root person is different, but every lotus root person only says the same sentence in their mouth:

"The family teacher has an order, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

"The family teacher has an order, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

"The family teacher has an order, no one is allowed to enter the mountain, and there is no forgiveness for violators!"

The same words echoed in all directions, and even the tone was exactly the same. Wherever the two passed, the lotus root people spoke one after another, and the voices rose and fell in their ears, and a strange atmosphere was permeated in the darkness.

The two continued to walk forward, and along the way they saw simple thatched huts, which seemed to be the rooms where the disciples of Qianyuan Mountain were resting. The doors and windows were broken, the broken windows were "creaked" by the wind, the house was covered with thick dust, and the cobwebs under the eaves were also covered with dust.

The two walked through the disciple's room, and the Golden Light Cave was close in front of them. It used to be a dojo for Taiyi Zhenren to cultivate the truth. Taiyi Zhenren, like the former Tongtian Sect Master, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and other saints in the god period, has been far away from the world and lives in seclusion outside the Daluo Heaven. Nezha, a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, once assisted Zhou to destroy Shang, sanctified his body, and soared to the sky, becoming a legend.

At this time, everything is silent.

I couldn't hear any living creatures, only the mountain breeze.

Not a single one.

This is an anomaly. Although since the Lotus Scatter and the disciples who entered the house died at the hands of the sectarians, Qianyuanshan's vitality was greatly damaged, but it was not even a registered disciple.

Where have all the living gone?

What's going on in this place?

"Don't go in!"

Su Ji looked back and found that it was not Hua Ruwolf who spoke.

Hua Ruwolf pointed to the ground.

Su Ji suddenly felt that his right ankle was being grabbed by a hand, and when he looked down, he saw a torn lotus root man, whose limbs and head were completely separated. It was an arm that grabbed Su Ji's ankle, and it was a child-like head that spoke. It is different from other lotus root people and speaks different words in its mouth:

"Help...... Help ......"

Su Ji found that this lotus root man who knew how to call for help was covered in blood, and the lotus root man would not bleed, it was obviously not its blood.

In my ears, the wind is howling.

There was a strong smell of blood wafting from the cave.

Su Ji raised his foot and glanced at the soles of his shoes, only to see that the soles of his shoes were stained with blackened viscous blood! Gasping, Su Ji hurriedly walked into the Golden Light Cave and used the Dragon Sword to illuminate the surroundings, suddenly his pupils contracted, and his eyes flashed with a touch of horror!

It's like a sea of purgatory, and the blood gathers into a lake in the lowlands. Countless corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the ground was covered with stumps, and the ground was no longer visible. These corpses were all disciples of Qianyuan Mountain, each with a sword in their hands, and they seemed to be swearing to defend the cave mansion before they died, but they obviously had no power to fight back.

Su Ji tentatively took a few steps forward, but he could only step on the stump and walk forward, even through his shoes, he could still feel the cold touch of the corpse under his feet, obviously these disciples had been dead for a long time.

"Wolf, are you alright?" asked Su Ji.

Hua Ruwolf was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, what's wrong, Master?"

“...... Nothing, be careful yourself. ”

Su Ji slowly turned his head, his eyes flashed with suspicion, and his spirit suddenly became vigilant. Stepping on the bloody water, he continued to walk forward, and after leaning over to check, Su Ji's heart sank, and he found that every disciple of Qianyuan Mountain who died was killed by the Martial Virtue Imperial Sword with one sword!

This result made Su Ji feel desperate from the bottom of his heart, and he was still a step too late.

In the end, the two of them found Chai Song's figure falling to the ground in the deepest part of the cave.

Su Ji hurriedly helped Chai Song up, stretched out his hand to test his nose, and found that he was completely out of breath.

Chai Song had a total of twenty-eight sword wounds all over his body, the fatal wound was in the heart, and his chest was penetrated by sword qi, and the wounds had reached an extremely serious level, even if he used the nine breaths of the Xuanqing Nine Realms to convince him, he could not heal the injuries.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have already died now, but fortunately, Chai Songdao is profound, even if the body is destroyed and the soul has not completely dispersed, there is still a wisp of soul alive, and there is still a glimmer of life.

Su Ji couldn't watch the last wisp of his soul dissipate, so he decided to become a dead horse doctor. He recalled that he had saved the thousand-year-old vines of Yunmeng Mountain, and now he was trying to infuse Xuanqing Qi into Chai Song's body like that, trying to barely support him to wake up.

After an hour of pranayama, Su Ji's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and he finally reached the limit.

When the sun rose, Chai Song slowly opened his eyes.