The golden sun is rising, yesterday's bloody exhaustion seems to have been far away from the Qingyun Seven Peaks, the sun is still warm, although some Qingyunmen people also have sad sounds, but more people are with the joy of the rest of their lives. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Relatives or remnants of sorrow, others have also sang, that's it.

But there are always people who bury this hatred deep in their hearts, or like Dao Xuan, who has endured for a hundred years, or like ten thousand swords, they have a murderous heart and a cold light.

Qin Mu silently walked on the mountain road down the mountain, for a while, he didn't know where to go, he just said hello to the senior brother Xiong Buzhuang, asked him to say goodbye to the senior brothers on his behalf, and then ignored the senior brother's retention and came down the mountain.

There were more than one palm of Elder Dazhufeng killed in this battle, except for Qin Mu's young age when he entered the master's sect and didn't know his predecessors very well, all the senior brothers were very close to the elders of the previous generation, at this time, everything was busy and gloomy and sad, Qin Mu didn't want to disturb them for his own business.

What's more, the parting scene, even if it is a person like Qin Mu, he is unwilling to experience it, but he just comforts the senior brother Xiong Buzhuang who cultivates the Tao, and the future is long, so why bother to be a child, so he will go down the mountain alone.

On both sides of the trail were still Gu Mu Sensen, and Qin Mu was the only one on this long path, he couldn't help but put aside the thoughts in his chest, and took a deep breath in the fragrant fragrance of the grass and trees brought by the breeze, and the whole person relaxed.

At the end of the trail, there was a man in white, looking at the clouds in the sky with his negative hand, and the dragon sword was behind him, singing softly, telling the unrest in his heart.

Seeing Qin Mu, he turned his head and smiled, and said: "Okay, you Senior Brother Qin, just now I followed Senior Brother Tian up the mountain to find you, only to know that you were going down the mountain, and you didn't say a word to us, drink a glass of wine with us, hurry up, and stop you, a miser." ”

He was calm, and he had the leisure to make fun of Qin Mu, as if he didn't know that Qin Mu was driven down the mountain by Zheng Tong himself, although Zheng Tong and Qin Mu both knew that this was the best of both worlds, but Qin Mu was already a real Qingyun outcast at this time.

Wan Jian didn't know the secret of this matter, but he wouldn't ask.

It was Tian Buyi behind him, his eyes were intertwined with worry and reluctance, and he muttered, "No." But he couldn't say anything anymore, in the end, he was just a not very outstanding disciple of Qingyunmen at this time, not to mention that it was his most respected master who made this decision.

Qin Mu made a reassuring smile to Tian Buyi, turned his head to Wan Jianyi and said: "It's the junior brother who doesn't know the etiquette, the stewed fish in the mountains and seas of Heyang City is famous all over the world, I don't know if the junior brother uses this to make amends, can it?"

Wan Jian laughed, set up the sword light, and rushed down the mountain, looking impatient.

Qin Mu also smiled, raised his feet and walked down the mountain.

The dragon sword is a heavy treasure, the fierceness of the sword, the speed of the sword light, it is also among the best in the Qingyun Gate, at the foot of the ten thousand swords, it is really like a streamer, and it will cross the sky in an instant, and fall towards Heyang City, which is hundreds of miles away.

Tian Buyi drove the red spirit under his feet, although he also loved the sword under his body, but he was also a little envious when he looked at the figure of Wan Jian who was stunned and left.

When he turned his head to look at Qin Mu, he unconsciously grew his mouth, his expression was sluggish, and his fat face looked even more funny and amiable.

But seeing Qin Mu step out, his figure disappeared as soon as he appeared, and he appeared dozens of miles away, Tian Buyi went down the mountain with his master to play when he was a child, and he also heard what fairy fun stories told by storytellers under the mountain, heroes and other stories, and he was no stranger to the so-called "shrinking the land into inches", but after he grew up and really cultivated the Tao, he knew that this statement was just the rhapsody of an ignorant villager.

Qingyunmen, as the top sect in the world, although it has the magical power of turning over the river and the sea, but on weekdays, it is just relying on the magic weapon and supernatural power, and the method of shrinking the ground into inches is only four words, but it is almost beyond the boundaries of space, where is what the cultivators of this world can achieve. The so-called method in the world is just an ordinary man with limited eyesight and a clear ability to see the figure of a master.

But today Qin Mu broke his concept stiffly, Tian Buyi thought he was dazzled, raised his fat hand and rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he still looked like he had seen a ghost.

The method used by Qin Mu was a skill that he had obtained as if he had been gifted with supernatural powers after the condensation of the Earth Demon Acupoint, but he said that the Earth Demon Acupoint was originally a combination of the unformed body spirit in Qin Mu's body and the peerless Earth Demon Qi on Qingyun Mountain, which continuously absorbed the power of the earth and transformed it into the essence in Qin Mu's body.

Because of this, Qin Mu found that his sense of the power of the leylines was a hundred times stronger than in the past, and when he used the method of getting up, he often stepped out with one foot, as if the heaven and earth borrowed power, following the flow of the power of the leylines, crossing the mountains and mountains, such as walking mud pills, and in the process of traveling, the power of the leylines continued to pour into the body, not only did not consume, but the more he walked, the more profound the skill, and the faster the speed.

When Qin Mu used this method, he was surrounded by the power of the leylines on his body, and if he hadn't cultivated to be amazing, he wouldn't even be able to see his figure, which gave Tian Buyi the illusion that he had shrunk into inches.

This is also where he has the confidence to use martial arts to resist the advanced immortal path and those crazy monks.

The so-called martial arts, in principle, is to compete with heaven and earth, with sentient beings, and with oneself, but in practice, it is to completely excavate the great power of the human body, and every move is a supernatural power.

Wan Jianyi naturally saw Qin Mu's performance like this, and a competitive spirit rose in his heart, as if his interest was even higher, he laughed loudly, the blue light under his feet skyrocketed, and his speed increased by three points.

But Qin Mu walked faster and faster, and after just a few breaths, he had already crossed the sword light of Wan Jianyi and rushed forward.

When Wan Jian arrived at Shanhai Garden, he saw that Qin Mu had already ordered a delicacy and was admiring a delicate peach blossom outside the window in the garden.

Wan Jian bowed his hand to him to show that he had admitted defeat.

When it was not easy to get to the field, the three of them put on a posture and began to eat and drink, only to hear Wan Jianyi put down the cup in his hand and said to Qin Mu Zhengse: "Senior Brother Qin, do you think that after this war, how many years can I keep the Central Plains safe?"

Qin Mu was stunned by this question, and Wan Jianyi, who often had a serious face, pondered for a moment and said: "If someone else asks me, I will be perfunctory, but since the senior brother speaks, I will talk about it." ”

Wan Jianyi originally just wanted to lead up the topic, but he didn't want Qin Mu to seem to have an opinion, so he couldn't help but be stunned.

I only heard Qin Mu raise his head and say, "Senior Brother Wan, there are four major factions in the Demon Sect, which one do you think is the strongest?"

Wan Jianyi lowered his head and pondered for a while, then spoke: "In the past, it should be that the Immortal Hall and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were superior. ”

This is true, among the four major factions, the women of the Hehuan faction are respected, Mrs. Jin Ling and the black-hearted old man and wife had a deep relationship, and they had a special status in the Demon Gate, but they can't be said to be strong, Qingyunmen has faced the invasion of Changshengtang and Ten Thousand Poisons Gate for hundreds of years, and this battle is also led by these two factions.

Seeing Qin Mu shaking his head, he asked, "I'm afraid the world has forgotten the Ghost King Sect." ”

Wan Jianyi's heart was shocked, he looked at Qin Mu, but saw him stand up, looked out the window, and said softly: "In this battle, none of the high-level leaders of the Ghost King Sect have arrived, and let the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Immortal Hall be the masters, but Senior Brother Wan, the Ghost King Sect has only been one of the four major sects of the Demon Gate in just two hundred years, and the Demon Sect is originally respected for its strength, if it weren't for this extremely strong ability, such juniors, where would they admit it? This time they either sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, or had some schemes, but my Qingyunmen still thought that everything was peaceful, and it was the real danger." ”

As soon as Wan Jian heard this, his heart was turbulent, and after practicing for a hundred years, he actually felt a faint chill in his body, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath before calming down.

He also followed Qin Mu's gaze, and the night gradually rose, and there seemed to be a giant beast looking at Qingyun Mountain in the dark.

I saw him raise his eyebrows, and said proudly: "Senior Brother Qin, what you said is reasonable, but I have been in the wind and rain for two thousand years, and I am afraid of any conspiracy." I won't hide it from you, senior brother, I came to look for you today, and I also wanted to ask for the master's life, and I wanted to go to the northwest wilderness to invite my junior brother to help!"

The vast land of Shenzhou is vast and vast, among which the Central Plains is naturally the richest. Outside the Central Plains, the north is the bitter cold ice field of the extreme north, which is inaccessible to people; the east is the vast and boundless sea; as for the south, there are 100,000 mountains outside the Central Plains, towering on the border, endless, where the barren mountains and bad waters, the miasma and poison are innumerable, and the legend is that there are strange and strange wild barbarians, who drink blood and are extremely ferocious.

And in the northwest direction of the vast land of China, is the endless desolate Gobi, the world calls it "the wild land", its hundreds of years without rain, the climate is extremely dry, occasionally a little oasis, but also mostly occupied by fierce beasts and fierce beasts, naturally ordinary people are a dead end. And it is rumored that in the depths of the wilderness, there is a grand temple, which is the birthplace of the Demon Sect.

As soon as Wan Jian said this, he wanted to invite Qin Mu to go to the Demon Sect's lair with him and play a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Tian Buyi was also the first time to hear Wan Jianyi talk about this, and he was shocked on the side, although he was young, he was also a cautious and cautious person, and said: "Senior Brother Wan, the wilderness is a famous place for the big murderer, go rashly, I'm afraid there will be no return!"

Wan Jian turned his head to look at Qingyun Mountain behind him, as if with a wistful smile, and said, "Then there is no return!"

Qin Mu was stunned, Wan Jianyi was by no means a stupid person, he was afraid that it was all kinds of abnormalities today, and he was also aware of it, but his choice was like his sword path, moving forward without regrets.

The grace of Qingyun Mountain's nurturing, the virtue of Tianchengzi's teaching.

In this four words, there is no return, and it is over.

Qin Mu raised his head and smiled, and said, "It's a blessing to be able to fight side by side with Senior Brother Wan. “

Tian Buyi scratched the back of his head, thought about it, and said a little naïvely: "Count me in!"