Kongtong Mountain, according to legend, the Xianjia Cave Mansion of Guangchengzi before the original Tianzun drove was in it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info its peaks and forests towering, precipices abrupt, secluded ravines vertical and horizontal, culverts all over, strange rocks craggy, lush ridges, both the male of the north, and the natural landscape of the south of the show, known as a bright pearl on the Loess Plateau in Longdong. Because it is located in Xiliang, and the mountain is extremely high, so just entering November, Kongtong Mountain has been covered with snow.

It has been more than a month since Zhou Zijian returned to the mountain. Master Qingyun Dao Chang has not yet come out of the retreat in the Guangcheng Dan Acupoint, and the affairs of the Kongtong Sect are handled by his second disciple Xiao Mengqi. This Xiao Mengqi is now in the age of not being confused, and he became a monk when he entered the mountain. He is old, treats people kindly and reasonably, and takes care of the affairs of Kongtong Mountain in an orderly manner. Everyone in Heshan looked at Xiao Mengqi differently, and everyone thought that the next head of the Kongtong faction was none other than Xiao Mengqi.

Because Zhou Zijian usually didn't care much about the affairs of Kongtong Mountain, after returning to the mountain, he continued to study the essence of the Seven Absolute Swords and the Vajra Demon Subduing Dafa in the Dao Palace.

On this day, a disciple of Kongtong Mountain hurriedly found Zhou Zijian, his expression was nervous, and his voice trembled: "Senior brother, out... Something has happened! Second Senior Brother, please go to the main hall immediately. ”

Zhou Zijian was a little unhappy and said, "Why are you panicking." Tell me, what's going on?"

This disciple of Kongtong Mountain is named Chen Boyan, aged sixteen or seventeen, and is a disciple of Qingyun Dao Changxin who has not long been accepted.

I saw Chen Boyan speaking with sorrow and a crying face: "I heard that Uncle Qingfeng had an accident." ”

When Zhou Zijian heard this, he was like five thunderbolts, and looked at Chen Boyan with a stunned face, stupid on the spot.

Chen Boyan pushed Zhou Zijian: "Senior brother, hurry up!"

Zhou Zijian woke up like a dream, and ran to the main hall of the Dao Palace with Shen Xue upside down.

The main hall of the Dao Palace was already crowded with people. As soon as Zhou Zijian arrived at the main hall, everyone retreated. Zhou Zijian looked up and saw Xiao Mengqi standing at the door of the main hall, with tears on his face.

When Xiao Mengqi saw Zhou Zijian, tears couldn't help but flow down again: "Senior brother, you are finally here!"

Zhou Zijian said loudly: "What the hell is going on?"

Xiao Mengqi pointed to the middle of the hall, and Zhou Zijian couldn't help but be stunned.

In the middle of the main hall is a coffin, which is made of fine red sandalwood, and the outside is painted with a layer of black paint, which is shiny and shiny.

Zhou Zijian walked to the coffin in a few arrows, and the coffin lid had been opened, and there was a bloody human head inside. Due to the passage of time, the blood on the human head has turned black. But the eyebrows and eyes of Qingfeng Dao can still be seen clearly.

Zhou Zijian's body shook for a moment, and Shen Xue fell to the ground with a "dang long".

Xiao Mengqi hurriedly supported Zhou Zijian and said with a cry: "Senior brother." ”

Zhou Zijian couldn't help but burst into tears: "Who killed Uncle Shi, and where is the body?"

At this time, a person walked from the side, wearing a blue cotton wool robe and a small black melon skin hat.

This person arched his hand at Zhou Zijian and said, "In Xia Wei, I have successfully seen Zhou Daxia." ”

Zhou Zijian looked at the visitor carefully. Seeing that the other party was about fifty years old, his face was ruddy and kind.

Zhou Zijian returned the salute and said, "Mr. Wei, did you send my uncle's body back to this Kongtong Mountain?"

Wei Chenggong nodded, and said with a solemn face: "Yes, it's exactly below." ”

Zhou Zijian grabbed Wei Chenggong's hand with both hands, and said with some excitement: "What the hell is going on? ”

Wei Chenggong's face forced a wry smile: "Zhou Daxia, don't worry. Listen and speak slowly. ”

Xiao Mengqi interjected: "Senior brother, let's wait first. I have informed Master. When his old man comes, let's talk about it together. ”

Zhou Zijian thought about it and felt that his junior brother was reasonable, so he nodded helplessly.

Looking at the body of his uncle Qingfeng, Zhou Zijian couldn't help but ask: "When did my uncle pass away?"

Wei Chenggong said: "About two months ago. ”

Zhou Zijian asked with some confusion: "It's been so long, why hasn't my uncle's head rotted?"

Wei Chenggong said: "Don't hide it from Zhou Daxia." When the Qingfeng Dao Changxian passed away, the weather was already in autumn. Second, without the consent of your sect, we have already poured mercury within the seven orifices.

Zhou Zijian arched his hand: "Thank you, Mr. Wei." ”

After a while, there was the sound of rustling footsteps outside the main hall of the Dao Palace. Everyone turned around one after another, only to see an elderly Taoist leader enter the main hall of the Dao Palace.

This person wears a bamboo beam crown on his head, and there is a golden hairpin on it. The wrinkles on his face are piled up, but his eyes are bright. Dressed in gossip fairy clothes, pedaling hemp shoes. The person who came was Qi Zhennan, the head of Kongtong Mountain, the head of Qingyun Dao.

By the Kangxi period, the martial arts schools of the rivers and lakes were no longer as prosperous as they were during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. The Kongtong faction is no exception. In order for the Kongtong faction to be able to carry forward again, Qi Zhennan has been in retreat in the Dan Acupoint in recent years, concentrating on the study of the mystery of the Little Wuxiang Divine Skill and the Seven Peerless Swords. But there was never a success.

This time, Xiao Mengqi, the second apprentice, sent someone to Guangcheng Danxue to invite the master in charge, and informed the news of the murder of Liu Jingyuan, the head of Qingfeng Dao.

When Qingyun Dao Chang heard this, he suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and he was in danger of falling. The previous junior brother was still fine when he left the mountain, but he died in a few months.

When Qingyun Dao Chang heard the bad news, he didn't quite believe it in his heart. Because he knows the martial arts of his junior brother best. Except for a few top masters in the world, who can hurt the breeze in the slightest.

Qingyun hurriedly came to the main hall of the Daoist Palace, and saw a black coffin parked in the middle of the main hall from a distance. Qingyun's body trembled slightly, but then he hurried to the front of the coffin.

Xiao Mengqi hurriedly stepped forward to support Qingyun Daoist and whispered a few words to the master who came over. But Qingyun didn't hear what he was saying at all.

Qingyun picked up the head in the coffin and looked at it carefully. At this look, two lines of turbid tears immediately gushed out of his eyes. Since Qingyun's master passed away, Qingyun has hardly cried for decades. In Qingyun's memory, he almost forgot the feeling of grief. But at this moment, Qingyun felt that his heart was being pulled fiercely, and his hands holding the human head were shaking as if they were holding a golden boulder. "Who could this be Junior Brother Qingfeng?"

Qingyun sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the head of the person came out.

Xiao Mengqi on the side had quick eyes and quick hands, and caught the head of the person who was about to land.

Suddenly, Qingyun felt that his throat was sweet, his eyes were dark, and a mouthful of blood spat out, and then he fell unconscious.