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The southern region of Yuanzhou, the land of the demon clan.

An old man with a white beard stood on the top of a mountain peak, looking ahead.

There was a faint darkness on his body, and a faint gray layer had appeared on his forehead.

The vast mountains, one after another, stretch continuously, and it is difficult to see the end.

The old man's eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "No need to hide anymore, come out." ”

The mountains are silent, with only the occasional breeze blowing, sweeping the leaves and branches, and making a rustling sound.

The old man only felt a sinking in his body, and was suppressed by an invisible breath.

Behind him, under a big tree not far away, a middle-aged man in a gray robe turned out, looking at his back, with a little surprise in his cold eyes.

A layer of silver light suddenly lit up on the old man's body, stretching out the breath that was pressing on his body a little.

The gray-robed middle-aged man had a more different color, stretched out one hand, covered the old man from afar, and pressed it down.

The silver light suddenly rose.

The gray-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

At this moment, the old man's body suddenly flickered, and the silver light fluctuated, dimming rapidly, leaving only a thin layer on him.

The pressure on the old man was enormous, and it was necessary to subdue him.

The solemnity on the gray-robed middle-aged man's face had long since disappeared, and he said slowly: "It's strange, what are you?"

The old man didn't say a word, he tried his best to straighten his waist, unwilling to bow his head, and his eyes changed, desolate, unwilling, and self-deprecating...... But there was no panic or fear.

The gray-robed middle-aged man walked towards him leisurely, and said: "Without Yuan Dan, you can turn into a sincere and benevolent body, and you can still cultivate to such a level, but now I want to open my eyes." ”

His words were relaxed, and with each step, the pressure on the old man's body increased by a point, and even the layer of silver light attached to his body was extremely thin.

The gray-robed middle-aged man walked up behind him and pressed it on top of his head.

At this moment, the gray-robed middle-aged man's body suddenly stagnated, he was already motionless, his face was instantly frightened, and he said, "Who is it?"

The void behind him distorted slightly, and a young Taoist stepped out slowly, walked forward, passed by him, and walked straight to the old man's side without looking at him.

The pressure on the old man's body disappeared, and the complexities in his eyes disappeared, and he regained his indifference, turned around, and said, "It's you?"

The young Taoist nodded, "It's me!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man looked at the sleeves on both sides of the young Taoist, and saw that there was a gold border on it, and his heart was cold for a moment, and he said in a trembling voice: "I am under the throne of Cangyue Yuanzun, I ......"

The young Taoist man flicked his sleeves lightly.

The gray-robed middle-aged man's voice suddenly disappeared, and the whole person suddenly dispersed into a blood mist in the sky.

The young Taoist looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Cangyue has become more and more arrogant over the years, and he dares to call himself Yuanzun, if he is here in person today, he will not dare to treat you like this! You should not be humiliated by such a young person, only one person in the world can kill you." ”

The old man said lightly: "I am even a brave person, and I am no longer the person I used to be." ”

The young Taoist said: "Haotian Sect was the most talented monk back then, and his cultivation was the best of the six upper Xuanmen, since he entered the Dao, he was like a bamboo, and he cultivated all the way to the Purple Mansion period, and he was the most amazing genius in Yuanzhou. You, in my eyes, are still the same you. ”

The old man shook his head and said, "It's all in the past. Moreover, the so-called genius monks of the Six Great Xuanmen are not necessarily the most amazing geniuses, and there is also a Xu Zongdao in the world. ”

The young Taoist was silent, and after a while, he said, "If you hadn't had that incident back then, you wouldn't necessarily be worse than Xu Zongdao." ”

The old man said lightly: "Although I don't know what happened to Xu Zongdao, it won't be easy to think about, but he is still at his current height. And I made a wrong step back then, a wrong step, not only was my path ruined, but I also became a sinner of Haotian Sect, how can I compare with him?"

The young Taoist stopped answering and said, "Let's go, I'll send you there." ”

He held the old man and stepped into the void in one step, and when he reappeared, he had already crossed the vast mountains, infinitely barrierd, and reached the bottom of a peak.

The clouds and mist on the top of the peak are shimmering with rare blue light.

The old man looked up at the peak, and there was a moment of trance in his eyes, as if this place evoked his memories.

He turned around and said to the young Taoist, "Brother Jin Xuan, thank you!"

Jin Xuan Daoist solemnly saluted him and said, "Brother Zangfeng, let's go!"

He turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly his face changed slightly, his robe suddenly burst out, and he slowly took a step forward under his feet, and when he took this small step, his face suddenly turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody arrows, and he couldn't move anymore.

A voice was ethereal, psychic and empty, as if it came from outside the sky, and sounded in the sea of his knowledge: "You dare to resist me?"

Jin Xuan Daoist looked at the peak and said lightly: "I usually say that I am ordered by you, I respect you and I am the highest person in the cultivation of my bird clan, and I have been relying on you to maintain the strength of my clan for many years, not that I think I am a subordinate driven by you." I am commensurate with Brother Zangfeng today, and I also respect him in my heart, which is the same as respecting you. You are going to strike at me because of this, and although I am not your opponent, I am not a submissive one!"

His expression was flat, and when he had said this, he said no more.

At this moment, his body was light, and all the pressure was gone.

He got up calmly, didn't fly, just fluttered with his big sleeves, and went away.

The old man looked towards the peak and said, "I will ...... today."

Before he could finish his sentence, a huge force suddenly came, and he fell to his knees with weakness and fell to the ground.

He was white and scattered, and there was a faint silver light in the seven orifices, describing it as sad, kneeling on the ground motionless, and said word by word: "Come and give you your heart...... work"

There was not a single response from the summit.

The darkness on the old man's face became thicker and thicker, the silver light from the seven orifices became more and more intense, and his body shape was already a little illusory, as if he was changing in life, and it was already unsustainable, so he tried his best to say: "Return to the rooftop!"

These four words seemed to have nothing to do with what he had said before, but there was a sudden change in him, and a vague shadow glowing with blue light suddenly appeared in the sea of his consciousness without warning.

This old man's sea of knowledge is vast, but his divine sense has been almost exhausted, and there is a small person sitting in the middle of the sea of knowledge, his body is like smoke, which has been blurred, and there is a faint silver light on his face, and his face is blurred, but it is the old man's original god.

This green shadow stretched out one hand, towards the old man's primordial god, and the body of this primordial god immediately fluctuated, and several faint silver lights flashed on his body, turning into a small octagonal silver mirror on his forehead.

This small octagonal silver mirror was completely different from the silver mirror that the old man had changed before, but as soon as it appeared, a kind of majestic and big, desolate and distant aura permeated the whole body of this primordial god.

The old man said lightly: "This is a ray of Haotian Treasure Mirror Light left by my master to continue my life for me back then, this is the real Haotian Treasure Mirror Mirror Light, it is not enough to deal with you, but if you want to torture me, I will use this to destroy the Yuan Shen, and you will not have time to stop it." ”

The green shadow suddenly lowered her hand and was silent.

The old man Yuan Shen said: "I tell you where the 'Guixu Tiantai' that I know, but you have to go and capture Qin Shi, a disciple of the Linghua Sect, and prevent him from becoming a Yuan Shen before embroidery." ”

A voice came from the green shadow, but it was a female voice: "Is her name Xiuqing? She took this road, what does it have to do with me?" Although the 'Guixu Tiantai' is the first secret place in Yuanzhou, if you really know the secret, Haotianzong has already gone." What you know is not enough for me to provoke Xu Zongdao. ”

The voice was ethereal, ethereal and transparent, but it also revealed an indescribable cold arrogance.

The old man's tone was slightly urgent, and he said, "Okay, Qin Shi, you can leave it alone." But you have to promise, if Xiuqing loses to Qin Shi in her fateful battle, you will seal the red feather again. ”

Qingying said lightly: "I can think about it." ”

The old man's spirit said urgently: "Consider, if you agree, you and I will share the heart and effect oath." ”

Qingying suddenly sneered and stopped talking.

In just a few breaths, the expression on the old man's face had been extremely dark, and the gray on the Yin Hall had spread to the entire face, and his Yuan Shen was even more illusory.

He knew that he couldn't afford it anymore and that it might disappear at any time, so he finally said decisively: "Okay, I'll tell you what I know about the 'Returning to the Ruins Rooftop', but don't forget, you said you would consider it!"

......

After a dozen breaths.

Where the old man had been kneeling, a silver light suddenly flourished, and then began to dim.

There is an illusory villain, whose true face appears with the dimming of the silver light, and he is vaguely a Taoist with a handsome face and a plain expression.

He was in the silver light, facing north, and his body only lasted for a short moment, and then suddenly dispersed, turning into a few wisps of light mist.

Just before this dissipation, his eyes seemed to be full of melancholy.

The wind blew, and the last bit of silver light dissipated, and the few wisps of light mist were long gone, as if they had never appeared in the world.

With a bang, where the silver light dissipated, an octagonal silver mirror with a three-foot square radius fell to the ground and fell apart.

Two drops of bright red blood flew out from where the silver mirror was shattered, and they were thrown straight towards the peak.

On the top of the peak, a green jade sycamore stands quietly.

At the top of the sycamore, in a ball of blue light, there is a figure sitting on the plate.

The two drops of blood were thrown into the blue light, and when they reached the figure, they were suspended and did not move.

The figure held a red feather in one hand, looked at the two drops of blood, and was silent.

After a long time, she suddenly said lightly: "The battle of fate? Gu Zangfeng, what do you know is the battle of fate?"

A ball of blue light flew out of her body, wrapped around the two drops of blood and fell, and finally separated the two drops of blood from the red feather......

Yuanzhou Northern Region, Haotian Sect.

Gu Xiuqing sat quietly in the bamboo house with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, her heart moved inexplicably, as if she felt something, and slowly opened her eyes, and a faint trace of sadness flashed in her heart.

She frowned slightly, looked fixedly ahead, her eyes immediately filled with indifference, and closed her eyes again.

But for a while, there was obviously no breath on her body, but the chill in this bamboo house was Dasheng