Jiangcheng, the night is dark and the wind is high.

In a winery, the lights were bright, and the screams were continuous.

"No... Don't kill me!" said a man dressed in sackcloth, looking at the man in gold and wearing a demon mask in front of him, with a frightened expression.

"Flutter!" replied only with the axe in the man's hand! Mai's head was split in half, and the blood spurted into the sky with a hint of milky white.

As the screams of Mai's guys sounded in the front yard, the owner of the liquor shop rushed over from the backyard with more than 20 guys.

The owner of the winery glanced at a few corpses on the ground, then looked at the man in gold, and said with a gloomy face: "I don't know what happened when Your Excellency came late at night?"

"Kill...."A cold voice came from under the demon mask.

The owner of the wine shop frowned, and secretly nodded to the more than twenty guys behind him, and the Mai guys behind him immediately took out their weapons from behind their backs and stared at the gold-clothed man with fierce eyes.

The owner of the winery looked at the golden-clothed man with a smile, and smiled: "Your Excellency said that you are laughing, this is the winery, we are all honest people, it seems that we have not offended Your Excellency?...."

The gold-clothed man waved the axe in his two hands and sneered: "The people in the black-clothed building are all honest people?"

As soon as these words came out, the owner of the wine shop and more than 20 guys froze, and unconsciously stepped back behind them.

"Your helmsman won't be coming back!he's already dead in the Six Great Sects, so go down and find him!" Seeing that everyone's faces changed drastically, the golden-clothed man continued.

"You... Who the hell are you?!" Hearing this, the owner of the winery turned pale, pointed at the gold-clothed man and said in a trembling voice.

"For the heavens, the abyss of hell...."

Glancing at everyone, the gold-clothed man said slowly in a cold tone.

After speaking, with a wave of the double axe in his hand, he instantly rushed into the crowd.

"Flutter !!"

The golden figure kept shuttling through the crowd, and the heads kept flying into the air, and suddenly a headless corpse slowly lay on the ground.

At the same time, the same tragedy occurred in various counties.

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At the foot of the Shomu Mountain, deep in the bamboo forest.

A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe stood quietly in the garden, looking respectfully ahead.

In front of it is a small bamboo hut with a closed bamboo door.

The garden is enclosed with a wooden fence, and there is a stone table with ceramic tea sets on the table, surrounded by colorful flowers, which are as colorful and beautiful as they are.

This man is really handsome and extraordinary, his fair face is cold and handsome, there is a trace of sadness in his eyes, handsome facial features, perfect face shape, and a chic and uninhibited face.

"Master, the apprentice has come to visit...."The middle-aged man clasped his hands into fists, stared at the bamboo gate in front of him, and said in a respectful tone.

After a moment of silence, an old voice slowly came from the small bamboo house.

"Qin'er, you're not in the sect, why are you here with me?"

This man is none other than the Demon Lord Qiqin!And inside the small bamboo house is Mo Wentian, one of the three great grandmasters!

Hearing the voice in the small bamboo house, Qiqin sighed and said respectfully: "Master, the apprentice has encountered a difficult matter, and he has come to ask for advice..."

"Oh, what's the matter?" the old man's voice sounded again in the small bamboo house.

"Master, the black-clothed building mentioned by Ding's predecessor has appeared! According to the report of the spies, this time the heads of the six major factions gathered in Liuyun Villa, and the black-clothed building waited for an opportunity to attack the six major factions!" Qiqin nodded and slowly narrated.

"I can't imagine that the black-clothed building has been lurking for so long, and finally can't help but make a move....Qin'er, are the six major factions being wiped out by the black-clothed building now?!"

"No, the Black House didn't succeed... At the critical moment, the white-clothed sword came to the rescue and saved the whole situation..."Qiqin shook his head and chuckled.

I didn't expect that the little brother Qin I got acquainted with would have such great ability.

"Hmm... Who is the white-clothed sword?" asked from the small bamboo house.

Seven years ago, in a battle with Shangguan Liuyun, Mo Wentian's martial arts were all lost, and in the name of healing, he actually lived in seclusion, so he didn't know anything about what had happened on the rivers and lakes over the years.

"Master, this white-clothed sword is named Qin Qiu, and it is a young chivalrous man who became famous in the rivers and lakes two years ago....Actually, the disciple is also about to ask you about this person...."Outside the bamboo house, Qiqin put his hands behind his back and smiled.

"Ask how the teacher knows, you better talk about it first...", the voice in the small bamboo house wondered.

"Yes, master... This person's swordsmanship is superb and exquisite, except for Ding's predecessors, he should be the first in the world! Before he is over double ten, he is already a first-class master!" Qiqin's mouth was lightly raised, his face was chic and uninhibited, after speaking, he thought about it and continued: "Also, a few days ago, according to the report of the Lord of the Wind Hall, he has a sword in his hand, the sky blue sword!"

"Oh, great swordsmanship... Skillful... Sky Blue Sword...."Hearing what Qiqin said, a murmur came from the small bamboo house.

Then, a loud laugh suddenly came from inside the small bamboo house.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you so happy?" Qiqin asked with a surprised face when she heard the loud laughter in the small bamboo house.

"Apprentice, that's the Tiangang Sword, Brother Ding's Tiangang Sword! In the whole world, apart from Brother Ding, who else can teach a young man with superb swordsmanship!" After laughing, the old voice in the small bamboo house came again.

Hearing what the master said, Qiqin's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly realized: "I see! He turned out to be a disciple of Senior Ding!"

"I heard what you said just now, this white-clothed sword has a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, and its martial arts are strong, it seems that Brother Ding has a successor... By the way, what is the problem you just mentioned?" came a voice of relief from the small bamboo house, followed by a voice of inquiry.

"Master, the apprentice is thinking, although the white-clothed sword saved the six major factions this time, but the disciples of the six major factions suffered serious losses, why don't I Holy Sect at this time..." Qiqin nodded and hesitated.

Before he finished speaking, the bamboo door suddenly opened, and Mo Wentian walked out with a peaceful expression.

Although the martial arts have been completely wasted over the years, but living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes every day, it has changed the former majestic and domineering Mo Wentian into a Taoist bone fairy wind and an old man with a peaceful demeanor.

"Qin'er, the six major factions can't move!" After walking out of the bamboo house, Mo Wentian looked at Qiqin and said the first sentence.

"Why? Master, have you forgotten how the six major factions besieged me Yin Feng Cliff seven years ago? At that time, the disciples in the sect were scattered all over the place, and there were only a few hundred people on the Yin Wind Cliff, if it wasn't for Senior Ding's arrival in time, the Holy Sect would have been destroyed!" Qiqin looked at his master in confusion and said in an excited tone.

"Qin'er, do you know what the head of the righteous path is?" Mo Wentian's two long eyebrows fluttered in the wind, and he asked without answering.

"Shaolin?" Qiqin frowned, pondered for a moment, and said softly.

"Yes, the head of the righteous path is Shaolin!Qin'er, you don't know how terrible Shaolin is..."Mo Wentian nodded, patted Qiqin's shoulder, and said in a harmonious voice.

"Shaolin's terrible master, now that I am a peerless master, apart from the grandmaster master, is there anything I can't go to in this world?" Qiqin shook his head, frowned slightly, and said arrogantly.

Mo Wentian glanced at him: "Unless you are a master master, otherwise in the Shaolin Temple, you are insignificant!"

Hearing this, Qiqin was slightly surprised in his heart, and looked at the master with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, walked past Qiqin, paced to the stone table and sat down, and then stretched out his hand to signal Qiqin to sit beside him.

Qiqin walked over, sat down slowly, reached out to pick up the teapot on the table, and poured him a cup of tea.

Mo Wentian nodded with a smile and continued: "Qin'er, you don't know, there are many masters in this Shaolin Temple, and the current abbot Master Zhiyuan, and his three junior disciples, Zhitong, Zhiming, and Zhixin, are all peerless masters..."

As soon as these words came out, Qiqin's heart was like a stormy wave, shocked!

In this Shaolin Temple, there will be four peerless masters!!

After the shock, it was worried, Qiqin frowned deeply, if there were really four peerless masters in the Shaolin Temple, it would not be good, and the Holy Sect was in danger.

Seeing Qiqin's worries, Mo Wentian picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "Qin'er, in fact, you don't have to worry, the Shaolin Temple was closed decades ago, and you don't have to ask about the rivers and lakes anymore..."

Putting down the teacup and glancing at Qiqin, Mo Wentian continued: "However, if you really move the six major factions, Shaolin Temple will definitely not sit idly by!"

"Well, the apprentice knows, what should we do now?" Qiqin filled the master's teacup and said in a solemn tone.

"Now it should be dealing with the black-clothed building!" Picking up the teacup, Mo Wentian said in a serious tone: "This black-clothed building has been stirring up the relationship between good and evil, this time, attacking the six major factions, now it seems that it may be trying to dominate the martial arts! If he is allowed to succeed, the next one to be destroyed will be the Holy Sect!"

"Yes, the master coincides with what I thought, in fact, I had two ideas at the beginning, first, get rid of the six major factions, unify the martial arts, and then fight against this black-clothed building! Second, get rid of the black-clothed building, and then continue to fight with Liuyun Villa and the six major factions! It's just that I am more inclined to the first idea...... But now that I have been taught by my master, I think I can only choose the second option..."Qiqin nodded, his fingers tapped the stone table, and said in a deep voice.

"Well, since you have enlightenment in your heart, then I won't say more..."Mo Wentian looked at Qiqin with a pleased look, waved his hand, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Qiqin stood up, bent down respectfully, hugged his fists and said, "Master, since the matter is clear, the apprentice will retire first..."

After speaking, under Mo Wentian's nod, Qiqin put his hands behind his back, turned around and paced.

While passing by a towering tree in the garden, Qiqin glanced at a tombstone under the tree, then frowned in confusion and muttered, "Mo... Plain... Heart?"

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