Yang Zhao looked at the clouds fluttering, slowly closed his eyes, and shook his head.

Yun Piaowei walked into the cabin in silence.

After a long time, Yang Zhao opened his eyes, put the long sword in his hand upright on the spirit boat, looked up at the gray winter sky, and muttered, "Why is this happening?"

What Yun Piaoyao said meant was that after Lu Xu's death, he never went to Taixumen, not even Nandoushan, and there was a shackle above everyone's head, and Yun Piaoyao's shackle was this matter.

It was a very simple information, but it caused a great shock to Yang Zhao, he didn't have time to recall the first time he met Yun Piaoyao among the meadows in the mountains and forests, he didn't have time to reply to the first question and answer between the two in that forest, and even in an instant, he couldn't remember the mutual discussion between the two on the spirit boat in the past few days, and he even began to feel a little sad.

The information is very short, but there is a lot of vague content, Yang Zhao roughly understands that the reason why Yun Piaoyao is like this now, it seems that he can't forget Lu Xuan back then, and according to those analyses, he caught a very strong intuition in the dark, the reason why Yun Piaoyao wants to travel everywhere should be looking for something!

He didn't understand where this intuition came from, since he received those messages from the Huangquan Demon Saint Spirit World in that space, he often had some very mysterious intuition, and he believed in this intuition.

"Could it be that the cause of Lu Xu's death has another hidden meaning? Or Yun Piaoxiao has always believed that Lu Xuan is not dead at all. ”

Yang Zhao looked at the gloomy sky, his mood was gloomy and unspeakable, his feelings were extremely bad, originally this matter had nothing to do with him at all, but for some reason his thoughts couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, but now he was also in the deep whirlpool, what else could he do about it?

He withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked at the Taixu Mountain, and said with emotion: "Why is it that all the things that happened in Yiqiē are related to the Taixu Gate, and what secrets are there between the Taixu Gate and the South Dou Mountain, which can stir up the wind and clouds in the cultivation realm in the past 10,000 years, why is this?"

After a moment of silence, he muttered, "If you don't have these things, you can be free in the world, and this kind of day is really beautiful." “

Xiaobai was by his side at this time, and he also understood what Yang Zhao wanted to express, since this kind of day is really beautiful, don't think too beautiful.

Standing on top of the spirit boat, silently thinking about why he came to this world, thinking about why he was caught in this whirlpool, Yang Zhao felt endless anger welling up between his chest and abdomen, and then those sorrows burned into hot ashes.

Those hot ashes made the breath in his body run abruptly faster, and his dantian knowledge began to produce an indescribable subtle change, and the faint breath of heaven and earth in the surrounding mountains and forests seemed to sense this change, slowly and calmly shrouded it, and gradually penetrated into his body through the skin under the green shirt and clothes, gradually becoming a mighty momentum, unstoppable.

―A winter tree stretched diagonally in the mountains and forests, and Ning Que, who felt something in his heart, suddenly entered some kind of inexplicable realm, he stood silently between the shadows of the winter tree and closed his eyes to understand, and did not make any movement for a long time.

The breath of heaven and earth in the remnants of the snow in the mountains and forests silently enveloped his body, and the passage in his body that ran through the sea of dantian knowledge became more and more magnificent, and the invisible but qualitative meaning of nothingness slowly flowed through it.

When the meaning of nothingness spreads to all parts of the body, the aura in the passage becomes relatively thin, and it is gradually filled with the aura that pours into the body between heaven and earth, this process is like eating wonderful food without worrying about bloating.

It was a beautiful feeling, and when the nothingness in the passage flowed through the tiniest part of his body, it felt even more beautiful, washing his spirit and body like spring water, moisturizing every muscle and every bone, bringing a warm and satisfying but fresh and greasy feeling.

The changes in the body make some kind of changes on the outside, the green shirt on Yang Zhao's body seems to have absorbed the rain, tightly clinging to the body, and the extremely quiet breath seems to have some kind of attraction, not only attracting the atmosphere of heaven and earth in the woods and snow, but also attracting things in the real world.

There was no wind in the mountains, but the shadow of the winter tree was trembling slightly, because the dead leaves hanging on the tips were drifting downward, pulling the thin branches straight, and the small amount of dust on the stone slabs in the alley also floated up at this moment, gradually gathering at Yang Zhao's feet.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Zhao slowly opened his eyes, a bright luster flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared to normal, the shadow under his feet no longer trembled, the winter tree was slowly retracted by the branches that were as taut as a bowstring, only the dust in the mountain forest was still accumulating, and it looked as if his feet were deep in the snow and dust.

Yang Zhao and Xiaobai returned to the Taixu Gate like this, but Yun Piaoyao did not send the two of them off, so they sat on the spirit boat and disappeared into the sky

Yang Zhao looked at the thick snow at his feet and was silent, he knew that his cultivation realm and strength had improved a moment ago, but this improvement was not the original cultivation method, but the meaning of emptiness in his body was condensed and strengthened again.

After leaving that space, he had never practiced the meaning of nothingness, although it was the mantle left to him by Lu Xu, but based on the fear of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, he subconsciously didn't want to think about those things.

Until today, when he heard the information that Yun Piaoyao said, he vaguely guessed the filth behind the scenes of those long-ago bloody stories, looked at the several mountains of Taixumen, and thought about the sad things after Lu Xu's death, he had a lot of sorrow and unwillingness in his heart, and he had a lot of dissatisfaction with this world.

"If this Void Sword Intent is a little deeper, will I be further and further away from this world?"

Yang Zhao looked at the lonely appearance of the branches in the surrounding mountains and forests in winter, looked at the dim sky that was cut by the weak branches, and sighed, his expression was still calm, but the sea of divine consciousness was a little unstable because of the awakening of the void in his body.

The idea of nothingness flowed slowly through his body, seemingly unstoppable like a great river, but in fact it seemed to encounter certain obstacles from time to time, and in those leaf-like routes that were hindered, this stagnation brought pain and a certain extreme discomfort in his state of mind, which made his brow frown slightly, and his face was a little pale.

After all, it's a matter of mood. Back then, Lu Xuan walked the world with a sword, how could there be an unfeasible road before the tip of the sword, how could there be an enemy under the eyes, the mind was wild and proud, so it was strong, so he could cultivate the worldly nothingness in the chest and abdomen, and do empty things in the world, and Yang Zhao's current state of mind is depressed and sad, unwilling to be silent, and he can't even be **presumptuous, where can he carry the majestic breath of nothingness?

Back in the Taixu Gate, can you avoid a disaster by confinement of life and death?

But Yang Zhao doesn't think so.

Yang Zhao didn't want to let himself sink down, so like some people on the oiled note left by Zhuo'er, as time passed, no one cared about what that person had done before, forgetting them somewhere in the red dust, and letting them die peacefully and happily, but this was just a fantasy.

That's his unwillingness.

It is precisely because of this unwillingness that he has this unwillingness, and he has clarified his mind, that the previous void in his body will awaken, and his realm will be improved again, but it is still because this unwillingness has always stayed in his sea of divine consciousness, so the void will never be able to run smoothly, and there are always some stumbling and jerky.

He looked at the bamboo forest of Kaiyang Peak in the distance, as well as the remnants of snow on the bamboo leaves, smelling the fragrance from the mountain road, silent and silent, the depression in his mood can be expressed, and the sorrow can be eliminated, he only needs to erase the unwillingness in the sea of divine consciousness, but how can he erase this unwillingness?

If you want to erase this unwillingness, you need to embark on the old road of Lu Xu, but ...... Yun Piaoyao has made it clear that even if he sets foot on the path of Lu Xu, he may not be able to change anything.

So the only way left for Yang Zhao was to walk out of his own path, but there was no light on this path, only zài in the darkness, and no one even walked this path.

Yun Piaoyao said that after thousands of years, Yang Zhao could set foot in their realm, but ...... Ten thousand years is really too long, and time has executed the punishment instead of itself, but isn't that the most sad thing in the world?

Yang Zhao knew that there was something wrong with his feelings at this time, and it would not help his cultivation but would cause great obstacles, and if he allowed this unwilling to be sad and bitter feelings to develop, he was afraid that his entire divine consciousness would fall into the devil.

He knew what he had to do at this time to temporarily dissipate the demonic intent in his state of mind, he knew that his current strength was still weak, and he was not qualified to set foot on Lu Xu's path, but whether it was the meaning of nothingness in the body meridians that was difficult and difficult, or the sad and bitter intention from Lu Xu, he was urging to do something.

Standing silently for a long time under the shadow of the winter trees in the mountains and forests, looking at the lackluster scenery in Kaiyang Peak, smelling the fragrance wafting from the trees, he remembered that Shizun was still waiting for him, and he walked towards Kaiyang Peak with a step.

As soon as he lifted his step, there was a soft pop under his feet, and the thick snow dust accumulated by the side of his shoes dispersed, drifted into the air, and then landed quietly on the steps under the tree.

The snow dust cleared, revealing clean bluestone slabs.

Two finger-deep footprints appeared on the bluestone slab, and the edges were neat and smooth, as if they had been carved out with a knife.

Yang Zhao walked in the cold wind of Kaiyang Peak, he clearly noticed that his true yuan had changed significantly from the original, and his feelings were much sharper than before, the rhythm of his body was very clear when walking, and the earthly strength of the soles of his shoes was like a drumbeat, and the skin on the back of his hands exposed outside his sleeves could even detect the finest traces of wind flow.

The transformation of his body by the meaning of nothingness had an effect in a very short time, and this indescribable powerful feeling gave him a strong desire to prove this power, and at the same time, the thoughts and reluctance that had been under the shadow of the tree before became an irrepressible impulse.

The strong urge to destroy a qiē and the sense of responsibility of the disciples of the Taixu Sect Righteous Path strongly conflicted, and he was never sure whether he wanted to do that or not, until he stepped on Kaiyang Peak, and the clear and steady rhythm of his footsteps finally calmed him down and understood what he was going to do.

On the cliff of Nandou Peak.

Qingyin looked at Lu Wu in silence and said softly, "Yang Zhao is back, but he has a problem with his mood when he comes back this time. ”

Lu Wu stretched out his hand to blow the breeze and turned his head, looked at Qingyin and smiled gently, and said comfortingly, "What are you worried about?"

Qingyin was silent for a moment and then said, "I think he seems to be going to do something." ”

Lu Wu nodded and said, "Do whatever you want." ”

Qingyin got up leisurely, stood on top of Qingyun and looked at Kaiyang Peak in the distance and asked, "Aren't you worried about anything, senior brother?"

Lu Wu said with emotion: "Most of my disciples over the years of Taixu Sect are idiots like me who only know how to practice or specialize in one thing, only he has struggled desperately in the world over the years, so in some ways he is like Senior Brother Lu Xu, he has his own judgment on things like danger, and I believe in his judgment." ”

Qingyin looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Even if this matter will bring trouble to my Taixu Sect?"

After Lu Wu was silent for a moment, he said seriously: "My Taixu Sect is not as powerful and peerless as I imagined, but I think he always has his reasons for doing things, and I also believe in my judgment for things like opportunities, in fact, what I am most worried about now is not this matter, but the White Cloud Demon King who began to disappear into my perception again." ”

Yang Zhao finally returned to Kaiyang Peak, he looked at the tall hall on Kaiyang Peak, and hesitated and didn't know whether he should decide to go in and tell his master what had happened these days.

When he stepped into the main hall, everywhere he looked, the Kaiyang Hall was empty.

Directly in front of the main hall is a yin and yang pattern.

There is a futon under the pattern, and a person sits on the futon.

That is the person Yang Zhao is closest to and loves him the most in this world, that is, his master, the master of Taixu Gate Kaiyang Peak, known as the Xuanyang Daojun of the Drunken Sword Immortal.

The Drunken Sword Immortal looked at Yang Zhao who was standing at the door of the main hall, and said kindly: "You are back, it doesn't matter if you don't break through to the Jindan stage, just come back anyway." ”

One sentence warmed Yang Zhao's heart, like a snowflake falling from his eyelashes to the ground, melting in an instant.

"Anyway, it's good to be back. ”

PS: Alas, I just want to change it today, and the shelves are far away, and I don't know if I still have the courage to finish writing this book, and the dream is always so far away.

It is said that there are two more words in chapter 73 that have been blocked, hunger, thirst, these two words have also been blocked, it is really ridiculous.