When the brilliance sprinkled on the earth again, the darkness receded, and Tianying Mountain regained peace again, but it was difficult to calm down for a long time in the hearts of many disciples, when the Demon Sect attacked, they were panicked, and when the Seven Heavenly Arrogants led by King's Landing turned the tide and forced the Demon Sect to retreat, they were shocked, after this battle, the Seven Heavenly Pride, especially King's Landing, almost became an insurmountable mountain in the minds of countless disciples, whether it was cultivation or courage.

The next day, the morning sun was rising, and it was already the second day that Taiyuan Zhenren and the others went to Qingtian Palace, and the daily training of Qianlong's disciples gradually began as before, step by step, gradually getting better, and it seemed that a thought had germinated in their hearts, in their hearts, that white-clothed figure was a goal, a driving force for progress.

Wuxiang Peak, an ordinary disciple's room behind the Rainbow Hall, standing in front of the window of the room, you can clearly see the mountains of Qianlong, which is uniquely elegant. The sun shines through the window into the room, King's Landing kneels and sits at the tea table, bowing his head in contemplation, the green hills outside the window and his temperament complement each other, deep and introverted, as if he is burdened with a lot of responsibility, but without losing his perseverance.

On the tea table in front of King's Landing, there was a black short blade lying quietly, to be exact, a dagger, this short blade was pitch black, and there was a hideous word "ghost" on the blade, the cold light flickered, extremely sharp, and several sharp mouths like fangs, cold as blood.

This pair of black short blades was originally a pair, this one was found by King's Landing from an inconspicuous corner of the gilded attic, in the wooden box where the black short blade was found, there was also a piece of paper that had been withered and yellowed, according to the content of the paper, King's Landing learned that this pair of short blades was called "Ghost Lonely" and the other was called "Soul Lonely", which was forged from the strange iron obtained by ancient aliens from the depths of the abyss, and it was "Ghost Lonely" that King Landing obtained, and the trace of the other "Soul Lonely" is unknown.

King's Landing palm slowly attached the black short blade, and when the spiritual power wandered, a subtle sound came from the blade, like a wail, like a tragedy, and then I saw that a faint black gas wrapped King's Landing's palm, and after a while, the spiritual light flashed, the black gas dissipated, King's Landing looked at the palm, a trace of black gas spread to the wrist, his eyes froze, and his brows slowly wrinkled.

After a long time, King's Landing put away the short blade, got up and looked at the rolling green hills outside the window, his heart moved, and the figure of King's Landing crossed the sky, leaving only the sound of the wind.

The Tianying Mountain Range is very large, the clouds are steaming, the mountains are towering, and most of the places are bright and bright, just like the famous sect of Chitaki Mansion, which is full of righteous and awe-inspiring momentum.

However, since ancient times, where there is light, there is darkness, but such a huge cultivation of the famous family, of course, it is impossible for everything to really be as it seems, the king of the heavenly sword flew in the sky above Tianying Mountain, and the mountains flew quickly at its feet, leaving only a small shadow, that small hill hidden in the depths of Tianying Mountain, but there were some secrets that Qianlong did not know.

King's Landing is condescending, Canglan Sword slowly stopped under the small mountain, there are no waves in his eyes, this is a small hill hidden in the Tianying Mountains, surrounded by majestic peaks, so most of the light is blocked, so that the small mountain is even more gloomy, King's Landing looks cold, and then swoops down, white light flashes, and rushes into the small mountain.

When everything settled, Jing Fan and Yunxi found Gu Liufeng, hoping to go down the mountain to the hometown of the Yun clan, at first Gu Liufeng did not agree, but under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Jing Fan and Yunxi, Gu Liufeng also seemed to have other plans and agreed to them to go west, but to ensure their own safety, that is, on this day, Jing Fan and Yunxi, who had just learned to fly with a sword, went to the sky.

The Yun clan is in the far western land, and it takes a long time for the cultivation of these two people to reach it, not only is the road far away, but I don't know if they will encounter some other risks along the way.

"Senior brother, will you just let the two of them go?"

"Don't worry, they'll be fine!"

On the Wuxiang Peak, under the peach blossom forest, the two senior brothers looked at the distant junior brothers and sisters, their expressions changed, each thinking about it, the world is vast, who can say for sure the future road?

From the Central Plains to the western Yun clan, you need to cross a hill that stretches thousands of miles, although the hills are not as steep as the Fulong Mountains, Tianying Mountains and other mountains, cliffs are stacked, most of them are hills with gentle slopes, but the area it crosses is extremely vast, this area is called "Xiling", and if you want to cross this "Xiling" that stretches for thousands of miles, it is not something that ordinary monks can do.

If you want to walk through it, even if you are quite capable, it will take at least a month to get through, and this is still on the premise that you are not unlucky enough to meet the many fierce demon beasts in this "Xiling".

In addition, in the Xiling, there is a mist miasma formed by the convergence of the spiritual power of heaven and earth all the year round, if a mortal who has no ability passes through it, I am afraid that he can only lose his way in the end and turn into countless white bones in the vast Xiling.

Crossing the vast West Ridge, it is a wasteland, the area of the wasteland is more than the West Ridge that spans thousands of miles, on the wasteland, the wind all year round, it is difficult for creatures to survive, there are almost no signs of life, even the plants are few, but legend has it that there is a magical creature in the depths of this wasteland, shaped like a scalper, which can resist the cruel environment on this wasteland, but few people have seen it.

After the wasteland, there is the settlement of the Yun clan, the final cloud valley.

In the face of this kind of journey, even Jing Fan, who is active, feels a little troublesome, but fortunately, after all, he is already a little monk now, although he can't be as shocking as Gu Liufeng and them, but this kind of trouble can also be tolerated, but it makes him think of the little strength of Yunxi at the beginning, but he ran from the distant Zhongyun Valley to the Central Plains Qianlong Mansion for help, and his heart was a little distressed.

In order to reach Zhongyun Valley as soon as possible, Jing Fan identified the general direction, which was to rush directly with Yunxi and the others at full speed, and that kind of efficiency was naturally difficult for ordinary people to reach.

However, no matter how efficient they are, it is impossible to cross the West Ridge and the wasteland to reach the Final Cloud Valley in just two or three days, and although Jing Fan is young, he seems to understand this, so after experiencing the initial urgency, he gradually calmed down, and it is useless to be anxious at this time.

A few days of rushing is quite calm, Yunxi just quietly followed Jing Fan this way, although her temperament is a little cold after experiencing the tragedy of extermination, but when facing Jing Fan, she can always calm her mind and smile, but I don't know if it is Jing Fan's illusion, the closer he gets to Zhongyun Valley, the more he feels that Yunxi's clear eyes are a little more restless than before.

A bonfire rose in the mist-shrouded hills, and a stunning girl in a snow-white dress sat quietly beside the bonfire, a white jade flute leaning beside her, and her clear eyes would look into the darkness in the distance from time to time.

In the distance, there was a subtle sound of breaking wind, and then a figure appeared next to the bonfire, Jing Fan patted the fallen leaves on his body, smiled at Yunxi, and said: "The fog is too thick, I'm afraid I can't go at night, so let's rest tonight." ”

Yunxi just hummed softly, and his expression seemed a little uneasy.

Jing Fan looked at her, only to find that one of her snow-white little hands like jade was supporting a barbecue on the bonfire, which directly made Jing Fan stunned in an instant, although the barbecue seemed to be a little burnt.

"Yunxi, what are you doing, the meat is all baked!" Jing Fan shouted.

"Ahh

"Uh..."

The surroundings suddenly darkened, Jing Fan was stunned, sighed helplessly, but suddenly smiled in the dark, this girl is really silly and cute, after a while, Jing Fan finally re-lit the bonfire, and the environment suddenly brightened.

The two of them breathed a long sigh of relief, staring at the barbecue that had been baked, Yunxi lowered his head a little shyly, and inadvertently glanced at Jing Fan with a wry smile on his face, his face turned even redder, but there was a touching smile on his face buried in his knees.

As everyone knows, on the tree behind him, a vague figure is quietly watching this scene, and then disappears into the darkness.