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The vast land of Shenzhou, the vast mountains, and the fertile land of Middle Earth still seem to be a prosperous and peaceful scene at this moment, and there is no sense of the strange occurrence of the remote mountains in the southwest.

However, at this moment, there are two people flying towards Huqi Mountain, where the original main hall of the Ghost King Sect is located, it is the two people who secretly sneaked into Qingyun Mountain and secretly broke the "Heavenly Machine Lock" before the Golden Bottle and Cangsong Daoren.

After they secretly destroyed the heavenly lock of the four veins of Qingyun Gate, they carefully explored around Qingyun Mountain according to the instructions of the Ghost King earlier, which delayed for a few days before rushing back, along the way, Cangsong Dao people are silent, sometimes it is rare to say a word all day, Jin Bei'er more or less understands some of the contradictory states of mind of Cangsong Dao people, but she knows that she is not soft-hearted and sympathetic to kind women, on the contrary, although she is still smiling all day long, she actually looks down on Cangsong Dao people in her heart。

This way back, into the Huqi Mountain Baili realm, after a day of travel, the two fell from the sky back to the ground, and casually found a secluded valley to rest for a while. The valley is not large, and between the mountains there is a small stream that flows down from the upper reaches of the valley through the bottom of the valley and down the mountain. The water of the stream was clear, and after a day's journey, Jin Bottler had already felt a little thirsty, so he walked to the stream and held some water in his hand, put it in his mouth and drank it.

The valley stream is cold to the touch, but the entrance is very sweet, Jin Bei'er couldn't help but drink a few more sips, then let out a long breath, turned around and smiled: "Dao Chief, this stream is quite good, why don't you come and drink a little?"

Cangsong Daoren sat on a stone next to him, shook his head, and looked quite gloomy, in fact, since he came back from Qingyun Mountain, he has always had such a face. Jin Bei'er saw it in his eyes, laughed secretly in his heart, but he didn't bother to say it, turned around, picked up the clear stream water with his hand, splashed it on his face a few times, and then raised his head and shook it, only to feel a cool meaning on his face that penetrated the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't say it.

Under the sun, the crystal water droplets looked like pearls on her fair skin, slowly sliding down, and her chest was slightly wet by a few drops of water splashed, vaguely revealing a faint and plump skin, which looked like it had its own bewitching beauty.

"Golden girl. "Suddenly. Cangsong Daoren, who had been silent behind him, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Jin Bei'er didn't expect that Cangsong Daoren, who had always been like a stuffy gourd, would take the initiative to speak, and felt a little strange in her heart, turned to look, revealing her signature coquettish smile, and smiled: "What's the matter, Dao Chief?"

Cangsong Daoren's eyes lowered slightly, and he didn't look at the beautiful face of the golden bottle that was enough to turn all beings upside down, seeing that his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he had a lot of heavy burdens on his heart, he hesitated for a moment, and only listened to him: "The Ghost King Sect Master ordered us to secretly destroy the Heavenly Machine Lock of Qingyun Gate, I know the intention of this, Demon Sect ......"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly choked, and Jin Zhu'er looked at him with a smile, but there seemed to be a bit of irony in his eyes.

Cangsong Daoren was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "...... The Holy Sect wants to dominate the world, and Qingyunmen is naturally the number one enemy, and breaking their Heavenly Locks is the most important thing. But I don't understand, why did the Ghost King Sect Master also order us to take a detailed look at all the towns and villages within a hundred miles radius of Qingyun Gate, as well as the people and residents living there, these people are simply unarmed ordinary people, even if they usually respect Qingyun Gate, it seems that they are not enough to ask the Holy Sect to deal with them?"

Jin Bei'er rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What, doesn't the Taoist have compassion in his heart and want to benefit all sentient beings?"

Cangsong Daoren's face sank, and he said: "I just think it's enough to deal with Qingyunmen, if you want to involve these innocent people, you don't have to." ”

Jin Bei'er smiled and said, "Daoist, why are you angry, I didn't say anything!" As she spoke, she paused, and after a moment of silence, she said: "To be honest, the investigation of the towns around Qingyun Mountain was indeed ordered by the Ghost King Sect Master, and I don't know the reason for this, but in my opinion, with the temperament of the Ghost King Sect Master, he doesn't look like a madman who slaughtered the people for no reason?"

Cangsong Daoren's face softened slightly, pondered for a moment, and seemed to feel that the golden bottle was reasonable, but it seemed that he still had some scruples in his heart, and shook his head and said: "Having said that, I still can't figure out why we want to check on those ordinary people, except for the large number of people, there is anything else unusual about them. Those people, even if hundreds or thousands of them poured up together, I am afraid that they are not the opponents of a cultivator who has achieved cultivation. ”

Jin Zhu'er smiled and said, "We all want to know this layer, the Ghost King Sect Master's heart is as deep as the sea, how can he not think it through? ”

Cangsong Daoren sighed lightly and said: "It's because the Ghost King Sect Master's heart is as deep as the sea, I can't guess what he is thinking in his heart at all, although common sense is so, I am only afraid that he will suddenly ......" When he said that, he seemed to feel a little bored, smiled bitterly, shook his head and stopped talking.

Jin Bei'er is naturally not the kind of person who will worry about the lives of hundreds of people under Qingyun Mountain, but the somewhat strange attitude of Cangsong Daoren, but she is a little unpleasant in her heart, she still doesn't know what her future fate will be, and she still has the heart to worry about other people? Could it be that these righteous guys are this temper, even if they join the Demon Sect, they can't change it.

Jin Bei'er shrugged her shoulders, feeling inexplicable about this strange thing, turned around and walked to the edge of the stream again, wanting to wash her face before leaving here to continue her journey, and said lightly: "Dao Chief, you can rest assured, you don't want to do this......

Before the word "what" could be spoken, Jin Bei'er suddenly stared, the word seemed to be stuck and could no longer be spoken, and even her body seemed to stiffen.

In the stream that had just been crystal clear, there was suddenly a bloody stain, dark red in color, which flowed with the current in the stream, slowly rippling away. Jin Bei'er stared at the blood, her face instantly became ugly, thinking that she had drunk the water here just now, washing her face with water, Jin Bei'er's stomach twitched, and she had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

She stood there and watched silently for a moment, her eyes shifting, following the blood stain towards the upper reaches of the stream, and sure enough, the blood stain was slowly flowing down from the upper reaches. In the stream, it is like a thin red line, stretching endlessly.

Jin Bei'er snorted coldly and walked up the stream.

Behind, Cangsong Daoren saw that Jin Zhu'er suddenly walked away, a little strange, and said, "Miss Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Zhu'er didn't answer him, a pair of eyes just stared at the stream, Cangsong Daoren frowned, walked over, and then his face changed slightly, and he also found something strange in the stream, and after hesitating for a moment, he also followed Jin Zhu'er and walked upstream.

This stream is not deep or big, people walk down the water is no more than knees, across three or four steps can go to the opposite bank, but the water is murmuring, meandering, actually quite long, the two walked in the valley for half an hour, about to get out of this valley, this stream is not endless, and the strange blood-stained red line in the water has also been extending.

Jin Bei'er and Cangsong Daoren glanced at each other, and their brows furrowed, both of them were extraordinary people, and they naturally knew that if it was the blood of ordinary people and beasts, flowing in the water, it would flow down the water, but if it was such a long distance, it would have already melted into the water invisible. At the moment, the blood stains in this water are still congealing, but it must be very strange.

In the mountains, the wind passed through the valley, and there was a strange whistling sound, and the mountains and forests shook, making a strange noise, which added a bit of gloom.

Cangsong Daoist suddenly stopped, Jin Zhu'er frowned, looked at him, and said, "What?"

Cangsong Daoren was silent for a moment and said, "I think we still don't have much to do." ”

Jin Bei'er raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Cangsong Daoist to say such a thing, and said, "Daoist, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"

A trace of anger flashed across Cangsong Dao's face, but he still endured it, and said: "The big thing is important, the Ghost King Sect Master has been telling us to do things for a while, I think it's better to go back and tell us first." After speaking, he didn't wait for Jin Bei'er to speak, as if he didn't want to see Jin Bei'er's slightly sarcastic gaze, he turned around, but he flew up with his sword and flew in the direction of Huqi Mountain.

Jin Bei'er looked at the back of the Cangsong Daoist flying away, snorted coldly, there was a look of disdain in her eyes, she didn't bother to chase after it for a while, she turned her head and looked at the blood stain in the stream, and slowly, her face became a little solemn.

Suddenly, in the open valley, there was a low roar in the distance upstream of the stream, and the golden bottle was contemplating it, and was startled by this sudden cry, and turned sharply to see that there was a forest in front of him, and the stream turned a bend at the edge of the forest, but the place where the cry came was blocked by the dense forest.

Now that she has arrived here, the golden bottle will naturally not ignore it, and with a light leap of her body, she has already swept over silently, submerged in the dense woods, and jumped several times, jumped on a branch at the edge of the forest, and looked down.

At this look, her complexion suddenly changed greatly.

Cangsong Daoist flew in mid-air, and deliberately slowed down and waited for a while, but the golden bottle did not follow, Cangsong Daoren looked at the empty behind, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart. In the polite conversation with him on weekdays, this golden bottle has always been called "long and long, long and short", but Cangsong Dao people are well versed in the world, and they have long seen the hidden disdain and ridicule in the eyes of Jin Zhu'er.

Or maybe the golden bottle was actually mostly not deliberately sarcastic and ridiculed, but Cangsong Dao people thought so, it is no wonder that Cangsong Dao people, since he betrayed Qingyun and joined the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect, his mentality has gradually become so strangely sensitive.

After Cangsong Dao was sulking, he hesitated whether to go alone or go back to find the golden bottle, a light purple light lit up from behind him, but it was the golden bottle that flew over.

The magic weapon flashed, and the golden bottle came to the side of Cangsong Daoren, and the wind in the sky blew her clothes to hunt and fly, but at this moment, Jin Bei'er's face seemed to be a little thoughtful, and there was no smile on her face on weekdays.

Seeing Cangsong Daoren waiting there, Jin Zhu'er smiled at him, but that smile actually looked a little reluctant, which was not her usual coquettishness, and said, "Dao Chief, let's go!"

Cangsong Daoren snorted coldly, turned around and continued to move forward with his sword, without even saying a word. In the face of this somewhat rude move, there was no anger on Jin Zhu'er's face, on the contrary, she slowly followed behind her, looking at the figure of Cangsong Dao who was speeding away in front of her, but her eyes showed a flickering complex look.

The valley is still a hundred miles away from Huqi Mountain, during which the mountains are undulating, ordinary people want to pass through Huqi Mountain from here, and they are afraid that they will have to walk for at least half a month, but for the Cangsong blade and the golden bottle that can fly with a sword, it is only less than half a day's work.

It's just that when they flew close to the fox Qi Mountain in the past, it was like being punched in the face, even the golden bottle that had been pondering, was so shocked that he couldn't speak, as they slowly descended, everything in front of them gradually became clear, the once towering Huqi Mountain was now gone, in the huge mountain in place, a huge abyss suddenly appeared, and the roar of the blazing magma rushing could be heard in the distance, and countless strange red blood rays radiated from the abyss, shooting into the sky, like the image of the legendary demon。

In the air, there was a strong and pungent smell of blood.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Cangsong Daoren muttered.

Falling to the ground, Cangsong Dao people looked around, only to see that the abyss was about ten miles around, and it was actually shrouded in that strange and strange red light and shadow, and the woods that were originally full of leaves actually died at this moment, leaving only the withered tree trunks standing in place, the situation was terrible.

Cangsong Daoren's repertoire looked around, and he was in a panic, when suddenly the voice of the golden bottle came from beside him, and he only heard her gently "huh", quite surprised. Cangsong Daoren looked at her, only to see Jin Zhu'er pointing to the front right of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Look there." ”

Cangsong Daoren looked in the direction of her finger, and was also stunned, only to see a wave in the red light and shadow in that direction, but dozens of figures came out of the red shadow, and looked at it, these people were all strong men, with clothes and objects, and the clothes of the official Demon Sect Ghost King Sect, it seemed that they were all disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

Cangsong Daoren breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this Fox Qishan has indeed undergone great changes in the days since he left, but thinking about it, with the ability of the Ghost King, there is nothing to do with him, looking at these disciples of the Ghost King Sect, it is estimated that the vitality of the Ghost King Sect is not seriously damaged.

At this time, a group of Ghost King Sect disciples who looked a bit like they were patrolling around also noticed that there were two people standing here, and they all turned around and walked here, and Cangsong Daoist greeted him and said loudly: "I'm Cangsong, what's going on here?"

Jin Bei'er didn't speak, she took a deep look at the red blood shadow in the distance that shrouded the abyss like a light shroud, and then silently followed behind the Cangsong Dao people, frowning, staring at the disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were approaching.

The people on both sides walked closer, and the dozens of people were indeed disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and one of the leaders nodded to Cang Song and gave a salute, but somehow, his movements looked a little stiff, and he said, "I've seen it...... Belch...... The Taoist ......"

Cangsong Daoren frowned, this Ghost King Sect disciple's tone of speech was quite strange, and his words were full of pauses, coupled with his somewhat stiff movements, he looked like a wooden man, and he didn't know where he was transferred, but he didn't look like this.

However, at the moment, Cangsong Dao people didn't bother to care about this, and said to themselves, "Sect Master of the Ghost King, we have something to report to him." ”

The disciple of the Ghost King Sect was still in the same muna, and slowly turned around and pointed to the end of the red light and shadow, and said, "Sect Master, uh, it's inside, uh...... I've been waiting for you for a long time...... This. ”

The boss of Cangsong Dao was impatient, and it really took the spirit of the boss to listen to what people said, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you lead the way." ”

The disciple of the Ghost King Sect nodded, turned around and walked away, and said slowly, "Yes...... Belch. ”

The group walked towards the abyss again, Cangsong Daoren originally wanted to ask what was going on with this sudden and huge change in front of him, but the few words of dialogue just now completely dispelled his patience, asking such a disciple of the Ghost King Sect of Mu Na is really the same as suffering, so let's just ask the Ghost King Sect Master directly later.

Jin Bei'er followed behind them, walking slowly, his eyes silently staring at the surrounding disciples of the Ghost King Sect, at first glance, except for the slight stiffness of their movements, they were completely different from ordinary people. I didn't see anything strange at all, but the look of vigilance in Jin Zhu'er's eyes became more and more intense.

As he gradually approached the abyss, getting closer and closer to the red blood, Jin Zhu'er suddenly found that a faint red suddenly appeared in the eyes of these Ghost King Sect disciples walking beside him, like red blood, and the movements of all of them began to stop stiffening and slowly become lighter.

It seems that the blood-red light and shadow give them some strength.

Getting closer and closer to the weird red light mask, seeing that it was only two long distances, Cangsong Dao suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't tell what this sudden feeling was about, at this moment, suddenly there was a soft cry behind him, and everyone turned to look, but only to see that the golden bottle, which was fine just now, suddenly sat on the ground, covered his heart with his hands, gasped and coughed loudly, his face was pale, and he looked very painful.

It was her instinct.

Jin Zhu'er's wheezing sound became louder and louder, but the two Ghost King Sect disciples standing beside her seemed to be indifferent, as if they were insensitive to things outside their bodies, but after a while, suddenly behind them, there was a strange sound, like a stone hitting the ground, Jin Zhu'er was facing the direction where the strange sound came, and then his face changed greatly, he stood up, and said in a lost voice: "What, why are you here too?"

The two disciples of the Ghost King Sect were taken aback, and when they saw that the golden bottle was so surprised, they couldn't help but turn around and look, who knew that after the two turned around, they saw that there was nothing behind them, not to mention the figure, not even the shadow of a stone, it was really a ghost, the two monks were confused, turned around and just wanted to ask the golden bottle, but this turn, the original golden bottle standing behind them disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this place, leaving only an empty piece of land。

The two Ghost King Sect disciples were taken aback, looked at each other, and then shouted in their mouths, but the sound of the shouting sounded not like human voices at all, more like the roar of two beasts, and after earning two laps in place, the two of them turned their heads and rushed into the red blood light and shadow.

In the distance, Jin Bei'er slowly revealed her figure behind a human stone, and the seemingly simple way of getting rid of it just now had exhausted all her wit and Taoism, until this moment. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he realize that his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Just before she could relax, suddenly, in the depths of the red light and shadow, there was a painful shout, this voice was Cangsong Daoren, the golden bottle was shocked, and immediately turned around and hid behind the stone, although the shout of Cangsong Daoist was sharp, but it soon weakened and disappeared, followed by a rumbling laughter, the sound was full of madness, it seemed that everything in this world would be trampled under his feet, and the mountains were also shaken, and the echo rumbled.

Jin Bei'er's face was pale, and her body actually began to tremble slightly, although the voice was mutated, but she could clearly understand that it was the ghost king's laughter.

Thousands of miles away, Qingyun Mountain leads to Tianfeng, and the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Houshan.

It is still as calm as ever, and the majestic temple sits in the woods, exuding a solemn atmosphere. The dense forest is quiet, the birdsong is crisp, and it comes from afar, and you can vaguely see the little incense in the shadows in the dim ancestral hall.

Lin Jingyu looked up at the sky, the sky above his head was blue, cloudless, and the warm sunlight shone on him, with a warm warmth, reflecting a beautiful and changing light from the turquoise dragon slaying sword pinned to his waist.

It looks like it's a nice day.

He looked at it for a while, and the corners of his mouth slowly showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and then he picked up the broom in his hand and began to clean the stone steps in front of the ancestral hall.

Since the death of the mysterious person, Qingyun Mountain has undergone several changes, but under the drastic changes, no one has noticed this secluded corner that has long been indisputable with the world, but Lin Jingyu seems to miss this place very much, maybe it is because of the old man at the beginning, in short, unconsciously, many people acquiesced. Lin Jingyu became the successor of the ancestral hall of the guard.

Under the wave of the broom, the withered yellow leaves were rolled up one after another, and they were swept aside, and Lin Jingyu cleaned quietly, doing what he had to do every day. The mountains and forests are lonely, and the breeze is relaxed, but I don't know that this kind of life will be more peaceful than in the past.

It's just that this day seems destined to not be peaceful.

Quietly, just when Lin Jingyu was concentrating on sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, suddenly a pair of feet appeared in front of him, Lin Jingyu was taken aback, if it wasn't for the time to worship the ancestors, no one would usually come here in Qingyunmen for a few months, and today is an ordinary day that can't be ordinary, how can anyone come?

He looked up, but at this look, his surprise was even worse, which shocked his whole body, and he actually took a step back, his face changed color, and he was stunned and said, "Zhang...... Uncle Master!"

Standing in front of him turned out to be the Qingyun Sect Sect Master who had been missing for many days.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was still wearing that dark green Dao robe, but some parts of it actually looked a little tattered, which was unimaginable in the past, and it would have happened to the world-famous Qingyun Sect Leader Zhenren. At this moment, Dao Xuanzhen's face was expressionless, and he seemed to be thinner than in his memory, as if he had a little more vicissitudes.

Lin Jingyu's heart was extremely chaotic, although he was not the core person in Qingyunmen, and he did not know the inside story more than Xiaozhufeng Shangshuiyue Master and Apprentice, but when Daoxuan Zhenren and Tian Buyi had a conflict in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, he was present, and then the two of them both disappeared, and now Tian Buyi has passed away, but Daoxuan Zhenren will come here quietly, which is strange and strange, which is faintly chilling.

However, although Lin Jingyu was stunned in his heart, he didn't seem to care about him at all, his eyes only stayed on Lin Jingyu for a moment, and then he looked at the magnificent ancestral hall.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at that hall for a long time, and suddenly said slowly: "You are alone here now?"

Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at him, and suddenly his eyes were suspicious, but it fell on the dragon slaying sword on Lin Jingyu's waist, and the turquoise sword light flowed lightly, although the ancients left, it still carried that unique arrogant aura, outstanding.

The turquoise light was reflected in his eyes, and Dao Xuan Zhenren's face also changed, and a confused and contemplative expression slowly emerged, Lin Jingyu's heart was confused at the moment, and he didn't know whether he should leave the front mountain to tell the masters of Tongtian Peak, or continue to watch here?

However, Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't give him much time to think, his strange expression quickly disappeared and was replaced by another kind of indifference, and he said to Lin lightly: "You are here, no one else is allowed to come in without my orders." After that, without waiting for Lin Jingyu to answer, he strode away and went straight to the gloomy hall of the ancestral hall.

Lin Jingyu froze in place, at a loss, and could only watch the figure of Dao Xuan Zhenren disappear into the darkness.

Entering the inner hall, after the initial darkness, what appeared in front of Dao Xuan Zhenren was the huge offering table above the main hall and the countless spirit cards behind the offering table, and a solemn aura greeted him, and the ancestors of Qingyunmen were here, staring at the figure of Dao Xuan Zhenren coldly and silently.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's body trembled slightly, as if something in his body had attacked, which made him quite painful, but he quickly endured it, slowly walked to the offering table, took the sandalwood on the offering table, lit it on the candle fire next to him, walked to the front of the offering table, and slowly knelt down in front of the spiritual position of the ancestors of the past generations.

In the gloomy light, his face seemed to be cloudy, but the warmth of the little incense wafted a faint light smoke.

"The ancestors of Qingyunmen have not eliminated the disciple Dao Xuan......" His voice was low and hoarse, but he seemed to be trembling slightly with the incense in his hands, as if he was very excited in his heart, so that he didn't say anything more after half of his words.

His head was buried deeply, prostrate in front of countless spirit tablets, and in the spacious and magnificent hall, the wind rose somewhere, and the cloth curtains around him began to flutter gently, and even the candles on the offering table began to flicker and flicker.

Suddenly, the body of Dao Xuan Zhen, who fell to the ground, shook suddenly, and he didn't know how to exert himself, the three sandalwood sticks he was holding in his hand were suddenly eroded by a huge force, and they were silently saying in an instant, and a cloud of black gas spread out from Dao Xuan Zhenren's body at this moment, churning rapidly, expanding, and it seemed that it was about to completely envelop Dao Xuan Zhenren's body.

Lin Jingyu, who was standing outside the main hall, seemed to be aware of something. His brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but step further towards the hall. In the depths of that shadow, a strange aura suddenly rose, and the demonic aura was very heavy, which was definitely not originally owned in this ancestral hall.

The strange face of Dao Xuan Zhenren just now flashed in his mind, and he felt uneasy in his heart, but looking at the majestic hall, he hesitated a little.

The mountains and forests are lonely, and around the ancestral hall, even the sound of birdsong has disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it seems that those birds have also felt the inexplicable dangerous breath, and they are silent one by one.

In the main hall, Dao Xuan Zhenren's body trembled more and more, and the black qi around him became thicker and thicker, and in the originally silent hall, there was a whirlwind at some point, making a low whining sound, blowing rapidly in the empty hall. The wind is getting stronger. Dao Xuan Zhenren's body was trembling, and under the shroud of black qi, he slowly stood up, and at this time, the expression on his face was as if he had suddenly changed into a person, full of a violent aura.

But looking closely, behind the violence, there was another look of pain in Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes, so that the flesh on her face was distorted, as if he had been forcibly enduring something, but looking at the situation, it was obvious that he could not support it gradually.

At this strange and critical juncture, the strange wind around him was also blowing more and more vigorously, not only blowing the heavy offering table to begin to retreat slightly, but even the distant incense case token behind the offering table was actually affected, many spirit cards swayed in the strong wind, and some of them showed signs of falling to it.

As a Dao Xuan Zhenren in Qingyun Gate, it can be said that he has already rebelled against the ancestral spirit position like this, just looking at his face, the anger is getting heavier and heavier, how can he still take care of this.

It was at this time that I suddenly heard a soft sound of "pop", and sure enough, under the strong wind, a spirit card placed on the edge of the corner on the incense table finally couldn't support it, and it fell down, falling on the stone on the floor, making a crisp sound.

This voice also seemed to alarm Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was struggling to support himself, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and in an instant, for some reason, his whole body shook violently, like a basin of cold water poured on his head. The violent expression quickly receded, and the strange black qi somehow converged and disappeared, leaving only remorse and sadness on his face.

Under the dim light, the spirit card that fell to the ground lay there silently, motionless. On the wooden sign, it was a blank space.

This is a blank card.

The blank space seemed to be staring at him coldly.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's lips trembled slightly, and he looked at the blank spirit position in a daze, and then slowly walked over, picked up the wordless spirit card gently, and carefully touched it in his hand......

I don't know how long later, in the darkness, his hoarse and slightly choked voice came out, "Senior brother......

Lin Jingyu was so anxious that the corners of his forehead sweated outside the ancestral hall, and he fought countless times in his heart, and finally he was ruthless, ready to rush in desperately to see what was going on in the main hall of the ancestral hall, but who knew that at the moment when he was about to jump up, the strange aura in the ancestral hall suddenly disappeared.

Lin Jingyu was shocked and uneasy this time, he made up his mind, this step just couldn't go out, after all, no matter what, the person in the ancestral hall of the patriarch is the current head of Qingyunmen Xuanzhen, in the past he saved the common people several times, not to mention the people of the world, it is the ordinary disciples of Qingyunmen, including Lin Jingyu, who also regarded him as a fairy-like figure.

This hesitation has been waiting for a long time, Lin Jingyu has never felt that time has passed so slowly, even if he has been alone in the face of the empty barren mountains and lonely ancestral halls these days, he is not in the same mood as now. And it wasn't until he began to wonder if he hadn't practiced enough, that the figure of Dao Xuan Zhenren appeared at the door of the main hall again.

His expression was still so expressionless, and he walked down slowly, and he didn't look at Lin Jingyu much, Lin Jingyu didn't know why, maybe it was because of the past power of Daoxuan Zhenren, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he quietly let go.

When Dao Xuan Zhenren passed by him, he suddenly paused, and after a while, he only heard him whisper:

"Take care of him...... Guys!"

Lin Jingyu was stunned, he didn't know who they were referring to in Dao Xuanzhen's mouth, but since the ancestral hall of the patriarch came out just now, it must probably refer to the spiritual position of the ancestor of Qingyunmen in the ancestral hall. He nodded and said respectfully, "The disciple knows." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren took a deep look at him, looked at him, looked at Lin Jingyu dressed in white, and the emerald dragon slashing sword with a light flashing on his waist, suddenly smiled bitterly, and said, "It's really like it......"

Lin Jingyu didn't understand for a while, and when he looked up and wanted to ask clearly, he saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren had already gone, and looking at his direction, he was heading towards the most important forbidden place in Qingyun Gate, the "Phantom Moon Cave Mansion". Lin Jingyu hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go to the ancestral hall to take a look, turned around and picked up the broom that had just been thrown on the ground from the ground, and walked into the ancestral hall.

He looked around, and saw that everything in the ancestral hall was the same as before, and nothing seemed to have changed. In a small bronze incense burner above the offering table, three freshly lit sandalwood sticks were inserted, burning quietly, wafting a faint scent of sandalwood.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, but he saw that on the incense case where countless spirit cards were placed, there was a spirit card position placed too close to the side of the case, he frowned, these days he sorted out here all day long, and he was also familiar with the position of the spirit card, so he soon found that the spirit position seemed to be passive. If a disciple of Qingyunmen vainly manipulates the spiritual position of the ancestor, this sin is not small......

He shook his head slightly, walked over, picked up the spirit card and just wanted to put it back in the incense case, when suddenly his body shook, and a pair of eyes could no longer leave the tablet in his hand.

I saw that the spirit card was not like other tablets with gold paint written on the name, because this was originally a blank tablet, but at this moment, on the spirit card in Lin Jingyu's hand, there was an extra line of words: Qingyunmen Ten Thousand Swords One Spirit Position!

This line of words, red and dazzling, is actually written in blood!