Chapter Forty-Six: The Ghost Valley Breaks the Sky

The business war spread very quickly, and it spread all over the eastern countries in less than a day, and the three words "leaf fish" were talked about by the princes and generals, and the family of the gate lords, and the people of the rest of the countries sat and waited to see Zhou Gongming's jokes, and the big men of the Zhou State criticized the matter and supported it few.

Of course, the news spreads so fast, in addition to the privy council of various countries, the most important thing is the communication channel of the swallow building, after more than 20 years of business expansion, the swallow tower has shrouded the gods like a cloud, the power of the root is intertwined, intricate, and its organization Yipintang, Privy Cabinet, Hongxiang Yuanyuan, Lingyuan Palace, Guards Battalion, etc.

The news at noon yesterday, in the afternoon, has spread to the attic of the innermost part of the Hongxiang Courtyard, everyone knows that this Hongxiang Courtyard is a first-class brothel of the thirteen waters of the Yan Kingdom, and the guests are in an endless stream on weekdays, wandering among the red flowers and green willows, singing and dancing, lively and extraordinary, but I don't know that the backyard of the Hongxiang Courtyard is the boudoir of Zhao Yanran, the first person in the Swallow Building, and it is exceptionally quiet here.

The red-sleeved and fragrant attic, the young woman with red makeup with a jade face and red lips, opened the drawer on the dressing table, looked through the news inside, smiled lightly, and played with the taste: "Zhou Gongming, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd, the next one should be you Zhou Guo, I don't know if you have grown in the past few years."

"But who will this young man of Ye Ziyu be, who can make you appreciate it like this", the young woman in red muttered, and suddenly turned to the window and said coldly: "When will Zizhu Peak have more disciples, who is Ye Ziyu, what does the Privy Pavilion eat, go and find out quickly, I will see the news in the evening."

She did not hide her anger at all, and the person kneeling outside the window was frightened, hurriedly got up and flew away, jumped on the eaves a few times, and then walked out of the prosperous red incense courtyard and headed west.

The young woman in red, put down the news in her hand, and at this time another message came from the drawer, with a line of small words written on it, cold food old man, go to Yin Yang Ghost Valley.

When the young woman looked at the news, she smiled lightly and said to herself, "No, it's already started."

The six countries of the Eastern Earth Divine Capital, Yan, Zhou, Hao, Qi, Tao, Jing, Jing are weak and have been destroyed by Yan, and Tao and Yan are close to each other, and they are aligned with each other, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Yanran's marriage is the result of the alliance between the two countries, and Qi is adjacent to the East China Sea and has always remained neutral.

The State of Hao and the State of Zhou are listed on both sides of the Tao State and the State of Zhou, and the State of Zhou is prosperous because of the prosperity of the granary business in the world, and the national strength has been quite strong in recent years, and there have been repeated frictions with the Yan State.

It's just that the border between Zhou and Yan is not next to each other, and there are thousands of mountains in the middle, and this mountain range is the yin and yang veins, among which there are many biogas mountains, and there are fierce beasts and fierce birds, and ordinary people rarely venture deep.

But the Yin-Yang Mountain Range is not uninhabited, just in the innermost part of the Yin-Yang Mountain Range, there is a canyon more than 100 zhang wide, called the Ghost Valley, and very few people in this world know that this Ghost Valley is the birthplace of the legendary Ghost Valley Tianji Gate!

Since the Yin Yang Ghost Valley came out of the East God Heavenly Machine, thousands of years later, the Ghost Valley has become a hermitage of a family, and this family is the own clan of the East God Heavenly Machine.

Dongshen Tianji, Gongshen Creation, unparalleled in the world, before he became a Tianji who spied on the way of heaven, there was a secular name, called, Zhong Ding.

Decades ago, there was a woman in the Zhong family who saved a young man who strayed into the yin and yang veins, and later the young man took her to be born, returned to Zhou, married her as a princess, and became a famous proprietress of Zhou.

This young man is naturally Zhou Gongming, and this woman is the current Mrs. Zhou Zhong Qingzhu, Zhong Qingzhu, who is thousands of miles away, it is difficult to expect that on this day, there will be a shocking change in the Yin and Yang Ghost Valley.

When the moon was half, in the dead of night, the baby was holding the mother's milk into a sweet dream, the city keeper sat on the city wall and yawned boredly, and suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky!

A crack was directly blasted open in the city wall, and in an instant, the magic circle protecting the sect was activated for no reason, but it turned around.

Following the five thunderbolts, the killing power of the runes flowing in the sky strangled towards the valley, and the flowing fires fell from the sky strangely!

In the valley of the flames, the attic collapsed, the ancient trees were uprooted, countless people were killed in an instant, and the night sky was lit up with blazing flames.

Heart-rending cries and wails joined together, and the bubbling blood gathered into a stream.

Most of the people of the Zhong clan, who have lived in seclusion for thousands of years, have forgotten about cultivation and force, and under this infinitely powerful killing array, where is there still the power to resist.

Only a few elders, the descendants of the Zhong clan, still have strong strength, and they have sacrificed magic weapons one after another, stepping into the sky, which can withstand the corner of the killing array and protect the magnificent sacrificial temple behind them.

"Why struggle, Meng Po soup on Huangquan Road, forget each other after drinking", the voice of vicissitudes of life passed through the sky, wrapped in suffocating coldness, and an old man with gray hair, described as withered, carrying a sheep's head cane, stepped into the air step by step.

And behind him, there were masked men in green and black clothes, and there were two or three hundred people in the sky!

"It's the Swallow Tower, but how could they open the Great Array of Protectors", an old man said in astonishment, recognizing the symbol of the killer's sword.

"The third child, you are confused, the city protection array has been tampered with, among our clan, there must be internal ghosts, for today's plan, the only way is to fight to the death, protect the children and escape, and there is still the possibility of preserving the bloodline of our clan", the elder led by a knife volleyed, directly cutting a killer in half, blood splashed on his face, but he did not hide his angry look.

"Lao Jiu, you go down quickly, personally escort Li'er away, where is my Zhong son, drink the blood of the swallow dog today, to repay the clan, kill!"

The old man known as Lao Jiu sighed, suddenly turned around ruthlessly, pulled down, and rushed towards the sacrificial temple, and the thin cane old man in the distance saw this action, and the corner of his mouth showed a sneering smile, and suddenly his body turned, and he was like a green edge, flying away, disappearing into the night sky.

When the slaughter and blood washed this hermit land, the sacrificial temple was another scene, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with a clear appearance and long sleeves, was clenching his fists and looking at the flames of war angrily.

Behind him was a young man of fifteen or sixteen, looking at the thin figure in front of him with a complicated expression.

At this moment, a burly old man holding a blood-drinking sword suddenly appeared behind the thin young man, leaned over and said, "Li'er, go with Uncle Jiu."

"Uncle Nine, are we going to run away, but grandpa, father, they are all ......" said this, the young man's tears rolled in his eyes, and he couldn't speak.

"Don't worry about these yet, you are the bloodline that the Zhong family must preserve, let's go out and go to Zhou Kingdom to find your aunt", the old man said, not allowing the young man to answer, so he stopped the young man and picked him up.

Just suddenly, Uncle Jiu's body trembled, frozen in place, the young man intuitively felt a warmth in his waist, reached out and touched it, and the viscous and warm blood flowed on the tips of his fingers.

There was a short sword that pierced the ninth uncle through the back of the waist, and the person who held the sword was the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

The thin boy turned around and looked back, only to see a cold smile on the young man's face, and said jokingly: "Uncle Jiu, I can't imagine it, you also have today."

"Brother San, you ......" The thin boy lost his mind for a while, Ah San was two years older than him, although he was two years younger than him, but he grew up with him since he was a child, and he treated him like a brother.

"Young master, oh, no, Zhongli, all this is finally over, from today I am no longer your slave, from today on, my Ah San will be free, I am the real heir of heaven, Zhongli, your Zhong family is finished, and these are all thanks to me, hahaha......", Ah San laughed unscrupulously and cried with joy.

At this moment, the voice of the ninth uncle, who was bleeding from his waist, sank, and he suddenly turned around and said, "It turns out that the traitor of the Zhong family is you!"

"Uncle Nine...... You, why aren't you dead yet", Ah San was very stunned, with an incredible expression.

"Hmph, even if I die, I'm going to kill you, the inner ghost!" Uncle Jiu's voice trembled, and he slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

The murderous aura was pressing, Ah San almost fell, and in an instant, he was suddenly overjoyed and shouted: "Master, you are finally here."

At this time, the gloomy and vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded behind Uncle Jiu: "I'm afraid, you don't have this chance."

Following the sheep's head cane directly through it, the ninth uncle suddenly fell to the ground, Zhongli rolled around to stabilize his figure, slowly stood up, and looked at the gray-haired old man with a little fear and anger.

"You are the bloodline inheritor of this life, Zhongli, come here, let me see", the gray-haired old man instantly became kind and kind-eyed, and the demon who had just killed people without blinking an eye was like two people.

"Master, the temple key is on him", Ah San said coldly as he stood aside.

"Sure enough, it's still the body of the wood and gold twin spirits, if you weren't surnamed Zhong, I would be a little reluctant to kill you, and I could still take you under the door, just like the master accepted me back then", the old man said, slowly moving his gaze away, looking at the magnificent sacrificial temple in front of him.

Millennial ancient temple, majestic and upright, enough to have 100 zhang high, and its next steps are enough to have more than 1,000 layers, there is a stone statue of more than 10 zhang high in front of the temple holding a sword and standing still, the bearing is majestic.

The old man looked at the stone statue and seemed to see his master, because the stone statue was carved by his master, so he said to the master: "Master, you passed on the Great Yan Heavenly Trick to the junior brother back then, the elder brother took my things into the demon clan, I had no choice but to come to your house to get it, this Great Yan Heavenly Secret should still be in the temple."

"Quick, take out the key to the mysterious door", Ah San walked up to Zhongli and stretched out his right hand.

Zhongli looked at Ah San, his expression was cold, his lips were clenched, but he didn't say a word.

Ah San was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "If you don't give it, don't beat you for me."

Saying that he raised his hand and was about to fall, Zhongli put his hand into his arms, Ah San withdrew his palm, who knew that he was stunned, Zhongli took out not a key, but a small and delicate wooden sword, which was given to him by Ah San for a long time on his birthday that year.

When the wooden sword cut through the skin and pierced into the chest, blood flowed, Ah San looked at the wooden sword inserted into his chest with a shocked face, and said in a panic: "Master...... Master, save me".

And the young man in front of him still looked cold and calm, he watched Ah San fall to the ground, he didn't even have any emotion, standing behind the gray-haired old man, and said softly: "Master, take me away, no matter where you go."

The gray-haired old man showed a hint of surprise between his eyebrows, turned around and pretended to be surprised: "You killed him?"

Zhong Li said expressionlessly: "Guigu Tianji Gate, one life and two disciples, each is an enemy, so I killed him."

The gray-haired old man was speechless about this sentence, and was stunned for a while before he said: "Very good, I didn't misunderstand you, let's go to the Xuanji Gate first."

At the end of the night, the beacon fire turned this prosperous family that had been hidden for thousands of years into dust and smoke, the prosperity ended, the past turned into ashes, and when Zhong left, he never looked back.

He was afraid that when he turned around, he would think of many people, and he would inevitably cry and be sad, including Ah San.