Chapter 01: Western Xinjiang

"I didn't know until now that Half Moon had been playing a big game. ”

"It turned out that Xuanwu's death was done by Half Moon. I thought I could cultivate a new Xuanwu like supporting you, but I didn't expect that I had already made a wedding dress for others...... The news of going to southern Xinjiang to find medicine leaked, and I don't want to find out who spread it, I don't have much time left. ”

"Ahem......"

"I thought that the man outside Jingzhou City was the only person who could hurt me, but I never thought that in this world, it was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon...... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”

In a dark corner, old words came, as if talking to themselves, but behind him, there was a real figure. The Holy Envoy of the Vermilion Bird of the Dark Gate, Yin Burning.

Silence.

It's a little frighteningly quiet.

"Father-in-law, the matter of the Central Plains falsely spreading the spiritual veins of southern Xinjiang has indeed been investigated, and it was deliberately done by the Holy Son Temple. ”

After a long time, the woman in the goose and yellow group behind her responded, "If you weren't injured in southern Xinjiang, you wouldn't have dared to be so presumptuous with a few of them." But who is so powerful?"

"Hmph. ”

On the stone chair, a thin back, a sneer, full of paleness, "Southern Xinjiang Broken Soul Forest, the three hidden old monsters, all have the strength of Jun Moyan. ”

“......”

Suzaku pursed her lips silently, but didn't ask any more.

A blood bat, flying out of nowhere, fluttered its wings and finally landed on a pitch-black stone wall. A ray of sunshine crept in, but it couldn't drive away half of the darkness.

"Don't ask, Lei Lei...... In vain, I treated each other sincerely, and finally ......"

"I'm not familiar with the White Tiger, but I know the temperament of Brother Qinglong, even if I no longer work for you, I will never help Banyue to deal with you. I think it must have been caught by Half Moon something. ”

"Now, I don't plan to rely on them anymore!"

Suddenly, the old man in the chair seemed to be fierce and said. It immediately affected the lungs and caused repeated coughing. Originally, the injury was slightly deeper, and he was besieged by the two masters of the Green Dragon and White Tiger, and he was able to save his life, but it was unique in the world. However, it will not be long in coming.

“?”

Hearing this, Suzaku was puzzled.

"Since the guy who infiltrated Luoyan Peak rebelled, then this demon in my heart will be found by myself. ”

The old man stopped his fluctuating state of mind and asked rhetorically, "Have you ever heard of Qin Chuan, the rebel disciple of Fuxi who shocked the Central Plains a few years ago? You go down and find out a piece of news about Qin Chuan, and if you can find it, try to bring him to me. ”

As he spoke, he added:

"As long as you live!"

"Hoo ......"

Immediately, Suzaku let out a long sigh of relief and silently recited an unfamiliar name:

"Qin Chuan. ”

"I can give you a clue, Xijiang. ”

......

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

Qin Chuan's days in Western Xinjiang were spent in such leisure.

But I didn't know that the Central Plains at this time was also average, the sky was high and refreshing, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Changzhou gradually to the west, the land is barren, sparsely populated, gradually, the mountains stand, the danger is complicated. A mountain village, somehow, wafted with a faint smell of blood.

I saw a few rays of light, and the sky crossed.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, it fell like a cloud.

A Taoist, black and white are just like the intersection of yin and yang, and a strand of conspicuous white hair on his forehead is like snow and frost, showing a bit of temperament. Behind him, the two young disciples also fell down like this. When the three of them saw the scene in the village, they couldn't help but be slightly startled, and their faces were gloomy.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and their eyes were full of red.

"Dark Door?"

Shangguan Yao bit her lip and asked in a low voice, and between Juanxiu's eyebrows, she couldn't bear it. A person who cultivates the truth holds the power of the Heavenly Dao, but kills the common people like this, his heart should be punished!

However, Gu Changfeng shook his head:

"Cult. ”

"Although the Dark Gate is incompatible with my righteous path, it is very different from the Underworld Sect. Counting up, this pope handed down from ancient times is actually the same as my righteous path. ”

Ye Qiuqi sighed.

Such serious words were extremely rare for him.

Immediately, Gu Changfeng glanced at him: "With such words, you and I can just talk about it." ”

Hearing this, Ye Qiuqi grinned and said no more.

He didn't know the meaning of Gu Changfeng's words. The Central Plains Righteous Dao regards the dark gate as an evil demon, and the previous battle between good and evil in southern Xinjiang showed that each other is incompatible. If his own words are heard by others, he will not be considered a heretic.

However, the tragedy at this time cannot be committed by the dark door.

Looking around, no survivors were found. Gu Changfeng sighed, and unconsciously looked at the Central Plains land behind him, and felt a little more worried in his heart.

"Recently, the Underworld Sect has made great moves, all of which are in this Changzhou, and they can't say it, but they will also intervene in the western frontier. This time, we will wait for our trip to the western frontier, and be careful in everything. ”

Gu Changfeng advised, "If you can find it, it's good, if you can't find it, you can treat him as dead." ”

“......”

In this way, Shangguan Yao was silent and speechless.

"I listened to the words of the head of the Han family, it didn't look like a fake. ”

Seeing Shangguan Yao's somewhat melancholy expression, Ye Qiuqi smiled. The Han family spread the news that Qin Chuan had fled to the western frontier, and the three of them also went to the Han family in person, and from what they saw and heard, the other party was indeed Qin Chuan they were familiar with. There are few people in the world who dare to go to Han's trapped dragon beach to grab treasures.

I just don't know, did that guy really go to be the uncle of Xijiang......

"Let's go. ”

Regarding Ye Qiuqi's words, Gu Changfeng had not heard of it, and sacrificed the fairy sword to swallow Wu, which was the first to rise up with the sword, and continued to explore step by step towards the distant and mysterious land of Western Xinjiang.

"Hoo ......"

Ye Qiuqi sighed and looked at Shangguan Yao's back as he followed away.

Qin Chuan, is it really there?

......

Western Xinjiang.

Since the apostasy of the Pangu tribe, there have been constant disputes and wars.

The people of the Central Plains do not know about these.

In the months following the wedding of the sect leader A Luoye, I saw that many people from the Central Plains dared to break into the western frontier, but most of them were affected by the war and died in a foreign land. Occasionally, when he arrived at the foot of the Central Xianyun Ridge, before he saw the grandeur of the Jiuli Temple, he had been executed by the Protector Clan and even the Wu Guard, and his body was in a different place.

However, in a short period of time, it is also tireless and endless.

The people of Western Xinjiang don't know what makes these Central Plains people so bold to break into the land of Western Xinjiang one after another. However, there is no one who has the heart to pay attention to them.

Of course, at this time, the boundaries of Western Xinjiang were relatively peaceful.

In addition to the three major tribes of maple, thousand butterflies, and pang, there are also countless tribes of all sizes in the western Xinjiang, just as the large and small sects of the Central Plains are inhumane. On the border between Changzhou and Western Xinjiang, an unknown tribe occupies a fertile land, ignoring the war-torn disputes in the West.

It's just a village.

The sky is clear, no one expected, and a few minutes closer, there is gunsmoke.

On the rugged mountain road, I saw a man with outstanding temperament walking slowly, wearing a long robe in the style of the Central Plains, and he seemed a little cautious and cautious when he came to this strange place for the first time.

Looking around, I saw an orchard in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel relieved.

"This drudgery ......"

The man sighed, and before he knew that he had already walked into the orchard, he picked a few with his hands, and without paying too much attention to them, he wiped them with his bare hands, and then handed them to his mouth, and took a bite of them happily.

"Hmm...... The fruit of the western frontier is the same as that of the Central Plains. ”

Quenched his thirst, and was full of praise.

"Where did you come from, steal my fruit and eat it!"

Suddenly, out of the orchard came an old man, who was dressed as the owner of the orchard. As soon as he saw the man from the Central Plains who stole the fruit, he scolded again and again, and rushed out with a bamboo stick out of nowhere. It seems that Xu is going to find trouble with the man.

"Uh......"

Seeing this, the man was not surprised, and he didn't seem to expect the other party to be so angry, so he put down the fruit on his mouth and bowed humbly.

"The old man was polite. ”

"Bah! It turned out to be a dog thief from the Central Plains!"

I only heard Lao Suo scolding.

When he approached this time, he saw that the Central Plains man was powerful, but he was a little jealous, and he couldn't do anything with his old and weak strength. The bamboo strip in his hand was unconsciously put down slightly.

However, the man seemed a little helpless:

"Old man, I just picked a fruit in the bottom, so it won't be as ugly as a dog thief, right?"

"You Central Plains people don't have a good thing, my niece has been abducted outside for decades, being a slave of others, and has never been returned. You're not dog thieves, what are they?!"

"Uh...... It has nothing to do with being down there. ”

The Central Plains man looked helpless. There are not a few cases of abduction and arrest of foreign races as slaves in the frontier land, but it is exaggerated and devalued by all the Central Plains people, but it is also the wrong old man.

In the body, there seemed to be a surge of true yuan, but in the end, it was still stopped. sighed in his heart, but he took out a lot of gold, silver and jewelry from his bosom, handed them to Lao Suo, and saluted respectfully:

"I think so, this money should be apologized. ”

The man said, "A few fruits, replace them with these things, and you won't lose anything, so forget it." There is still something to do in the future, and this offense is a lot of offense. ”

Seeing those jewels, gold and silver, Lao Suo's eyes lit up.

But then, it was opened all over the ground and sprinkled all over the ground. The grievances between the Central Plains and the Western Xinjiang for thousands of years have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they hate each other.

"The hell wants your money!"

I only heard Lao Suo say viciously, "You wait, I'll go and call someone to burn you, the dog thief of the Central Plains!"

“......”

In this way, the man's face was stunned, but he was still helpless.

"Boom!"

However, in the blink of an eye, the man's eyebrows were raised, and he was a little frightened. But when he saw that the old man had just turned around, a black gas came out from under his feet, surging out, and in less than a breath, the old man turned into a white bone and collapsed. Such ordinary people, where can they be the opponents of cultivators.

Immediately, the man hurriedly retreated a few steps, and the true yuan surged underneath, making a defensive posture.

"The dignified Dark Saint Sect's Eastern Heavenly Azure Dragon Holy Envoy is so embarrassed by an ignorant pariah, but he also strictly follows the path of cultivation, he is not angry or angry, and he admires it to the fullest!"

With a smile, a man in red appeared out of thin air.

Qinglong's eyes froze, and finally from his mouth, he slowly said a name:

"Jun Demon Flame. ”