Month to midday.

Yan Li did not rest, but stood quietly in the courtyard, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became heavier and heavier.

How long has it been since I had such a heart palpitation since I was successful in my previous life?

The monastic mind is like stopping water, and is not disturbed by external objects. When he reaches this realm, his intuition will become stronger and stronger, and he will even be connected with heaven and earth, and he can feel that little providence in the dark.

The monks called him a whim.

What went wrong with such a strong premonition?

Yan Li's mind was still sober and she didn't panic in the slightest. He began to rule out item by item.

Duhon: No way. Even if there is a hidden danger left in the test medicine and he dies violently now, it is not about Master Yan.

The Yokoe Gang?

If the matter of the Hengjiang Gang can make his heart palpitate, it must come from the Splendid Palace behind him. And the Splendid Palace can rely on the slightest sign of the Hengjiang Gang, and find out about itself by touching the melon, how powerful should its strategic hand be? If there is really such a person in charge, how can Ji Dongling, the king of martial arts, be safe and secure so far?

It's not the Yokoe Gang.

Could it be the Dongsha Gang?

Dongsha Gang...... Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan!

Wu Clan, Halloween, Taiyin Power, Tomb Trial......

All the joints quickly strung together in Yan Li's mind, and the only possible answer was obtained:

After receiving his own warning, the Martial King didn't make any preparations!

This is the only possible flaw, and the truly fatal flaw!

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.

Yan Li's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then fell on Guiyun, and said in a deep voice: "Guiyun, do you have a magic weapon or talisman to retreat to save your life in an unfavorable battle situation?"

"Yes. Guiyun replied seriously, "Do you want to use it?"

Yan Li didn't answer, and said directly: "The people of the Wu Clan in Southern Xinjiang have made a move in the ancient tomb! The battle is lost, you quickly call Han Tieyi's seniors and go to support." Remember, no matter what the situation is when you arrive, get everyone out of the way immediately!

"Hmm. Guiyun pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, and then soared into the air, turning into a moon-white streamer and disappearing outside the courtyard wall.

Looking at the direction in which Guiyun disappeared, Yan Li sighed to herself: At a critical moment, there was only one child in his hand to use! What a bad card......

arranged the only backup, Yan Li's mood was not relaxed.

On the side of the Martial King, he did not take precautions against his warning, and he must have some support. Then, in the direction of the ancient tomb, it is impossible to only have Yu Qingyue's card.

Yan Li keenly remembered that Yu Qingyue had mentioned: Guiyun's mother.

Guiyun has a very close relationship with the Yun Sect, and his mother is probably also a cultivator related to the Yun Sect, and she is sitting in the Yunlan Guze at the moment.

With this big card, you can make your predecessors not care about the actions of the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan.

In this case, how do variables occur, and where does the crisis come from?

There is too little intelligence in front of you to reason about the assessment.

Yan Li only knew a little about the methods of cultivators, and he couldn't even make a minimum assessment of combat power.

In ancient times, "knowledge" and "wisdom" were originally the same word. Without knowledge, there can be no wisdom. Without intelligence, there can be no layout.

When the wisdom is insufficient, the only way to use "Yi" is to use.

Yan Li has today's wisdom, and "Zhou Yi" is indispensable.

The heavy feeling enveloped her heart like a dark cloud, but Yan Li was still able to settle down with her powerful state of mind cultivation.

He returned to his room, calmly took out his calculations, and began divination.

"Yi" cloud: There are five out of fifty in the number of Dayan, and there are nine out of forty. Divided into two to like two, hanging one to like three, to four to like four, attributed to the strange to the like leap, five years old and then leap, so then hanging.

This passage is from "Yi Ji Ci Shang", which talks about the method of divination. "Yi" is originally a divination book, and if you don't understand divination, you will never be able to understand "Yi".

Yan Li was derived according to the law, and the results were obtained after the six yao: eight, seven, seven, eight, six, and nine.

"The Well of Constant. Yan Li muttered, with his wisdom, he naturally remembered the hexagram clearly, "Change the city without changing the well, no loss and no gain, go back and forth to the well, the well is to the well, and the well is not closed, and the bottle is fierce." ”

The well of eternity is a hexagram. It represents the divination result, which is derived from the thunder wind and the wind well.

The meaning of the hexagram is: villages and towns are rebuilt, and there is no gain or loss if the wells are not renovated. But if the people go to and from the well to draw water, the water dries up and is clogged with sediment, and it cannot penetrate it, but it breaks the bottle of water. Since then, there is no place to draw water, and there is no tool to draw water, so it is fierce.

Bad.

——......——

Rain of blood. Huang. Fog.

The three are intertwined into a hellish scene.

In the original Guze Mountain Village, only the ruins of the broken walls remained, and in the blood-colored rain curtain, there was a gloomy wind and wailing.

The ghost head behind the invisible white bone giant gate, after sucking up the flesh and bones of all the villagers, let out an excited and hideous long laugh, and then spewed out a ghost shadow, which fell on the old evil cultivator, and then disappeared together with the white bone giant gate in a weird laugh.

The old evil cultivator was possessed by the ghost, and suddenly changed: his slightly stiff back straightened again, his dry and wood-like skin became plump again, even his pale beard became shiny and soft, and he was covered with a layer of ghostly fire, and his whole body looked like a ghostly envoy crawling out of the abyss.

"Hee-hee-ha-ha-hehe......" The old evil cultivator let out a series of weird laughs, and his voice couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, a person or a ghost.

From the magic bag on his waist, he took out a demonic black sail made of human hair, held it in the air, and recited a spell in his mouth, shaking it back and forth several times.

The Netherworld Refining Evil Array in front of the Dharma Platform was sensed, and the ghost fire demon light shone again, gathering the soul resentment that filled the ruins of the mountain village, turning into a huge yin wind, all of which were injected into the black sails.

"Bang ......"

The black-haired demon banner seemed to be ignited by the ghost fire in an instant, and the turquoise flames several feet high rose up, shining brightly in the blood rain in the sky.

In the ghost flames, there were countless wailing people one after another, as if they were struggling to fly out of the demon flag.

Seeing this, the old evil cultivator smiled more and more happily, shaking the demon flag and laughing: "Struggle, be angry, wail! The more resentment you have, the higher the mana of this elder......!"

He waved his hand to accept the Dharma platform, and led his disciples into the ruins of the mountain village, admiring the tragic scenery of hell while calmly putting away the magic weapon of the Netherworld Refining Evil Array.

"It's really rare to see such a scene. It's wonderful, it's wonderful...... Haha......" The old evil cultivator screamed happily, "Ji Dongling, Ji Dongling, you are such a waste! If you have half of Elder Ben's wrists, who can break your formation......?" I'm going to be cheap, Elder Ben~~"

In the ghostly laughter, strange old and young, bathed in blood rain and red moon, held high the miserable green demon flag, passed through layers of fog, and went straight to the direction of the ancient tomb.

Driven by the yin wind, they seemed to be in a hurry, but they were as fast as ghosts, and the ten-mile road was just around the corner.

Old and young evil cultivators, once again facing the trial array of the Martial King.

This time, they were completely sure.

The old evil cultivator held up the demon flag, and screamed in his mouth: "The demon witch refines the evil, and the resentful soul obeys the order: a hundred ghosts cover the sky, and hunt for food in all directions!"

In an instant, countless green ghost shadows flew out from the demon flag, turning into a cloud of ghost fire and smoke, enveloping the entire ancient tomb, and in the terrible ghost cry, gnawing at the formation of the Martial King.

Countless small sounds suddenly sounded above the ancient tomb, as if thousands of ants and rats were gnawing on rotten wood, intertwined with the wails and moans of the souls in the sky, forming a terrifying picture.

The originally quiet ancient tomb also appeared with countless turquoise swords and sword shadows, extinguishing the blue fire soul, and the two sides held each other for a while.

"The Martial King is worthy of being a genius of the world, and with just one formation, he can even compete with Elder Ben so far!" the old evil cultivator grinned and sneered, "It's a pity, Elder Ben sacrificed more than 100 lives with blood, and at this time he has the ability to reach the heavens, even if you are here, you will have to hate it......!"

The old evil cultivator roared loudly, and the demonic fire rose all over his body, fusing with the blue fire of the demon flag, and his power immediately doubled.

At this moment, behind the two evil cultivators, a roar suddenly came:

"It's you, the blood sacrifice of the deserted village, slaughtering hundreds of innocents?"

Before the words fell, a crane-shaped aura pierced the void, with a sharp crane roar, and swooped straight at the demon.

The old and young cultivators turned around at the same time, only to see an old man with white hair and white beard, wearing a white crane, holding a silver thread floating and sinking, and came with angry eyebrows!

Immortal dust crane shadow Yu Qingyue.

No words can describe Yu Qingyue's anger at this time.

When he knew the layout of the Martial King, he understood what he would face. All forces, cultivators from all walks of life, and countless masters on both sides of good and evil will all appear in Yunlan Guze.

He will face the humiliation and coercion of the powerful from all sides, all kinds of sneak attacks, assassinations, coercion and other insidious means, and various variables in the trial, and even the formation may be forcibly broken, the inheritance will be lost, and the Martial King will lose everything.

He's ready for all of this.

Because from the moment he accepted the mission, he was ready to die.

But he didn't know how to face the scene in front of him.

The red moon hanging high, the rain of blood spilled, and the wails of the dead filled all directions.

That's more than a hundred living lives in a mountain village!

How many times had he passed by that mountain village, how many times had he gossiped with the old men among them, and how many times had he had fun with the children in open crotch pants.

Those simple villagers politely called him "old fairy".

And now?

The wind was blowing in the miserable ruins, and I don't know how much flesh and blood were buried in the deep black mud!

It's horrific and outrageous!

Yu Qingyue's beard was stretched, and the drumming true qi held up the snow-white robe in the yin wind!

"Demon death—"

In the old man's angry shout, the old man bent his fingers like a crane's beak, floating into a crane shape, and the energy that broke through the air emitted a terrible crane roar, which was connected with the previous move, roaring and killing the old evil cultivator.

The two crane-shaped energies rushed through the yin wind and the rain curtain, and the wind was galloping, even if it was a hard mountain rock, it had to be shattered with one blow.

However, the old evil cultivator who turned around didn't raise his eyelids, only a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of mockery.

"Huh...... It's a good ...... to come," the young evil cultivator said with a smile, and there was a little excitement in his laughter, "Although I'm older, I'm a congenital and can refine into a good zombie!"

He grinned and took a step forward, raised his hands nonchalantly, and instantly roared angrily with the yin wind around him, and the wide sleeves swallowed the yin wind around him, and actually condensed into two dark green ghost claws, which flew out of the air.

"Bang-bang-"

Two consecutive sounds of energy collided muffled, and the dark green ghost claws actually dispersed Yu Qingyue's pure innate skills, and the remaining momentum inexhaustibly grabbed the fairy dust crane shadow.

This is the difference between those who have spiritual roots and those who don't.

Yu Qingyue has more than one family of hard cultivation, and he is already standing at the peak of innate martial arts. The other party is just a young man, no more than thirty-five years old, and he can have a slight advantage in one tough move.

The old innate has so much experience, and after the two qi qi are issued, he is ready to deal with it. His body is spinning, and with a move of the yellow crane rolling sand, stirring the air flow around him like gravel, restraining the opponent's netherworld palm power with the true qi of the earth, and also using the skillful use of flying whirlwind to meet a pair of ghost hands.

The flying yellow crane sand strength couldn't stop grinding the ghost's hand, and finally turned into two roars, and the collapsed energy blew away the blood rain around it.

Yu Qingyue didn't stop, taking advantage of the whirling momentum of the yellow sand, he pounced on the young evil cultivator - the only way for a warrior to face the monk was to fight in close quarters!

In the sneer of the evil cultivator, the two engaged in close combat, letting out a series of energetic exchange sounds.

Yu Qingyue, as the pinnacle of innocence, has been in battle for a long time, how can he be idle? He kept increasing the speed of his moves, and he fought fast, even forcing the evil cultivator to not even have a chance to cast a spell.

Seeing that the battle situation was at a stalemate, the old evil cultivator who was watching the battle began to be impatient. He raised his free left hand and chanted strangely: "Yin Wind Spell, take the soul-"

It was also a ghost hand that gathered in the yin wind, flying out of the sleeve of the old evil cultivator and grabbing Yu Qingyue.

It's the same ghost hand, but this one is obviously different from the previous one. It is not as solid as the young cultivator cast, but it is illusory and looming, and it is surrounded by the sound of demonic spells, and it is soul-stirring.

This is not a martial art, but an evil spell.

The old evil cultivator indulged in the demon banner on the one hand, attacked the formation of the Martial King, and on the other hand, sent out the ghost hand evil method, even if he had the blessing of the borrowed ghost power, he had to pay full attention.

Right now......

In the dark blood rain mist, a giant beast barked suddenly.

"Whew-"

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling electric light pierced the night sky and slashed straight at the old evil cultivator.

Immediately, in the night, a snow-white giant dog burst out, and its elegant silver beast eyes were full of burning rage.

The old evil cultivator was slashed by a lightning bolt and vomited blood, the ghost magic technique suddenly dissipated, and the demon banner that attacked the formation was almost out of control, and when he saw the snow-white giant dog again, he couldn't help but be shocked:

"Could it be the legendary ...... Cloud Sect Guardian Mountain Venerable!"

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ps. There are Taoist friends who study "Yi", you can communicate with it~~

In addition, the hexagram in this chapter, you can see the following plot direction, and the first guess will be rewarded!

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