On the main peak of Aomine, the light of the waning moon shines through the dense ancient pines and shines on the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

As the branches swayed, shadows swayed on the ground in the forest.

Light and shadow fell on the body of the root.

There is a face without the slightest emotion, between light and shadow, like an incandescent light bulb that is constantly flickering.

He walked around the huge trees and walked to the top step by step.

Every step he took was on the thick needles that had accumulated over thousands of years and covered the entire ground.

There was no sound of footsteps, and the pile of leaves on which it fell did not sink down, and there were roots walking on it, like a needle falling in the pile of leaves.

There is no rushing vortex of vitality, only ordinary slow walking.

But a mountain with an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, like ordinary people walking slowly and with roots, only took ten minutes to reach the peak.

Endless clouds, encircling not far below the summit.

Standing on the cliff wall at the top of the peak, you can see the sea of clouds when you lower your head.

However, at this time, a sea of clouds appeared in the sky above the main peak of Qingfeng.

Each one of them was like a goose feather, falling from the sea of clouds above and into the sea of clouds below.

"On Qingfeng, everyone is gone. ”

With a flick of his right hand, the silver smoothed over his palm, and a broad sword appeared in his hand.

He raised the broadsword in his hand and pointed at the old man who was standing alone at the top of the peak.

His tone was calm, and his face was extremely cold.

"Here, what's left?"

"Hmph. ”

Yu Cheng's thin body was particularly stiff in the snow, but at this time, no snow could fall on him.

He snorted coldly with contempt on his face.

"Mountain, still. ”

"Me. Still there. ”

The people who protect the mountain, the array that protects the mountain, are all there.

Yu Cheng turned around and faced Yougen who was raising his sword.

He let go of the hands that were on his back, and the ten fingers of his outstretched palms were closed, facing the ground.

He opened his mouth and let out a long breath.

"What are you here for?"

"To kill someone?"

No.

Yougen shook his head and sighed.

"Up here, killing people is just incidental. ”

"I want it. It's a whole mountain. ”

"How?"

Yu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and grinned.

He laughed, ugly.

"What do you want Qingfeng for?"

"Founding a faction?"

Hearing this, Yougen was silent for a moment.

The corners of his mouth gradually curled, and the smile was instantly withdrawn.

"Nope. ”

"Get here. ”

"Just because of this, the domain of the hundred counties under the jurisdiction of Qingfeng will be determined. ”

Hearing this, Yu Cheng frowned slightly.

He groaned for a moment, then pursed his lips helplessly.

"That's it. ”

"That's it. ”

"Now. Don't worry about it so much. ”

Yu Cheng's hands were clenched into fists.

"Boom!"

Under the two seas of clouds, in the depths of the vast mountain range, there was an extremely loud sound. A roar that pierces the sky.

Then, the whole mountain began to shake.

The shaking soon stopped.

As the vibration stopped, countless red pillars of light resembled rainbows. Straddling between mountain peaks.

What then appeared between the sea of clouds was a picture of a yin-yang fish that enveloped the entire summit of the main peak, showing red light along the edges.

Yu Cheng and have roots. are all standing under the yin and yang fish.

A red flame ignites in the yin-yang fish picture.

The red firelight, instead of the waning moon obscured by the sea of clouds, shone on the top of the mountain.

The snow that covered the top of the mountain dissolved in the firelight.

The snow is still falling.

On the cliff at the top of the mountain, a trickling stream flows, and steam fills the air.

Yougen tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly and looked around his lower body.

He frowned slightly, and a different emotion appeared on his indifferent face, but such emotions were quickly concealed.

His face was expressionless, and his eyes even looked a little dull.

He raised his broadsword and slashed straight towards Yu Cheng.

An ordinary sword, a simple sword.

The yin-yang fish diagram above the top of the mountain dissipated.

The sea of white clouds floating above the peak also dissipated.

Many snowflakes fell on the top of the mountain.

The glow of the waning moon sprinkled on the snow.

Yougen indifferently put away his sword and turned to walk down the mountain.

Yu Cheng, who was covered with snow, raised his head to take one last look, the waning moon in the night.

Blood flowed out from the scar that had been cut by the sword qi.

The robe, soaked in blood.

Yu Cheng closed his eyes.

He fell, fell down the lonely peak, and fell into the sea of clouds.

At the same time, a meteor with a slender silver tail mark streaked across the waning moon.

There are roots, just walked to the mountainside.

He jerked his head up and looked at the meteor that was passing into the distance.

The look on his face changed several times, and his eyes widened rapidly.

He was silent for a moment, then turned his head.

He frowned, and without hesitation, he stepped forward, and walked from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain.

Baishui Temple, the main hall.

The magnificent momentum, the surface is covered with a huge Buddha statue of gold silk, standing in the hall.

The cedar planks covered with tung oil on the top of the marble exude a clear and elegant fragrance all the time.

The surface of the forty stone pillars standing in the main hall is painted with red lacquer.

The golden light emitted by the Buddha statue reflects the entire hall extremely magnificently.

A man dressed in a white yin-yang robe, with long dark hair and a bun combed in the center of the waist and head, stands in front of the Buddha statue with his hands behind his back.

"Well, you've only endured more than 100 years of incense, but you're already fat and oily. ”

The Taoist in front of the Buddha statue pursed his lips with emotion on his face, and turned to look behind him.

The bridge of the Taoist nose is straight, his eyes are like stars, his chin is a little thin, but his eyebrows are white.

If you don't look at the eyebrows of the Taoist.

The Taoist looks like he is only in his twenties.

"Mi burned. ”

"I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and you're thin again. ”

Hearing this, a monk who stood in the Buddha hall with his hands tied, his head hanging down behind the Taoist, his slender chest-length beard and thick eyebrows like a lying silkworm were all snow-white, his face was full of wrinkles and brown spots, and he was wearing a brown-yellow robe, and his attitude was extremely respectful. ”

"The things outside the body, Mi Yan never remembers. ”

"But my Buddha body can't be so casual. ”

"A little red dust made the seniors laugh. ”

"Huh. ”

The Taoist pulled the corners of his mouth, chuckled and said, "Mi Burn." ”

"You're talking, and you're getting more and more mature. ”

"However, no matter how much gold the Buddha statue pastes, it can't be taken away. ”

"And you have to leave. ”

Hearing this, Mi Yan frowned slightly.

He was silent for a moment and said, "Senior." ”

"Is it really that serious?"

Hearing this, the Taoist removed the smile from his face.

He raised his hand and stretched out his hand to the door of the Buddha hall.

A silver light rushed into the Buddha hall, and a paper crane stopped in the hall.

The paper crane flew into the hands of the Taoist.

"Mi burned. ”

"It's more serious than I thought. ”

"It's tricky. ”

"So, since you can't use force, you can only use your wit. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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