The people who came with the old man in brown were either arms around their chests, or they were lazy, and they didn't take the Changsong faction in their eyes at all.

I saw a red sword blooming on the long knife of the old man in brown, like a blood-colored smoke, and the grass and trees between opening and closing were all under its power, and some of them were dry or tender, and they were torn into pieces one after another.

A disciple of the Changsong faction exclaimed: "As soon as the wild cat kills indiscriminately, the gods and ghosts are all frightened, and the demons are all chaotic, and Ye Gouzi is such a killing move as soon as he makes a move!" He tightly clenched a pill bottle in his hand, which was the medicine that Leng Xiao had given before.

"The lion fights the rabbit and does his best, Brother Guan, don't blame the old man!" Ye Gouzi said coldly, and when the murderous aura burst out, the blood knife had reached Guan Xinchang's forehead.

Hearing only a crisp sound, Guan Xinchang held a long sword, horizontal in front of the blood knife, even if it was not connected with the flesh and blood, this aura gushed alone, which made him have a few small wounds on his face.

His tone was stiff, his face distorted a little, and he said in a low voice: "The wild sect master back then, but he definitely didn't dare to compare the old man to a rabbit!"

"Brother Guan, it's not as good as it was back then!"

The blood knife approached inch by inch, leaving a shallow blood line in the center of Guan Xinchang's eyebrows, and blood slid straight down until it fell to the ground.

Guan Xinchang roared violently, his eyes widened angrily, and he was at the end of the crossbow. Seeing chest tightness and shortness of breath, qi and blood surging, but suddenly the strength of his hand was loosened, and according to inertia, he almost fell.

It was this strength that was loosened, and a mouthful of blood could not be held back, spraying Ye Gouzi's face. Ye Gouzi didn't care about wiping it, followed by spurting blood, his face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Old man, you actually hid your cultivation and secretly deceived the old man!"

Seeing that the blood knife broke at the waist, it fell to the ground, and the broken place was as smooth as a mirror. Guan Xinchang's heart trembled, and he hesitated slightly, but for a moment, he really thought it was his own doing. Suddenly, his expression moved, and he turned his gaze to Leng Xiao. And Leng Xiao always stood there lightly, clearly showing no signs of making a move.

Seeing that Ye Gouzi's injuries were not light, an elder disciple suddenly rushed up and protected him in the middle. Among them, there is an old man with messy hair, who seems to have a good status, and pointed directly at Guan Xinchang: "This knife is a four-grade spiritual treasure, and it is also cultivated with the life of the sect master, how can it be easily cut off, old thief, what kind of evil methods have you used?"

Guan Xinchang didn't care who helped him, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression was a little crazy, his eyes were terrifying, and he shouted angrily: "The old man is not involved in the rivers and lakes, he just wants the sect to live in peace and the disciples are safe, wait, don't force the old man again!"

As soon as this roar came out, it was like a real sound, but everyone who faced him had long hair and fluttered their clothes. The earth, rocks, grass and trees are tumbling, and the dust is high.

The eyes of the leaders of the Wild Cat Sect alternated, and Ye Gou Zi broke away from the support of others, and snorted coldly at Guan Xinchang: "Why do you want to say big things again, according to the current situation, it is clear that you are unable to fight again, and you are strong on the outside, and you are really afraid of you when the old man is afraid of you?"

His last few words, also roared, making the eardrums tremble. But he didn't pause at all, and continued: "The old man is thinking about the same righteous path, and he knows the same thing, so he has mercy and spares your life...... Hui Zong!"

The people of the Wildcat Sect were aggressive when they came, and they were also high-spirited when they went, as if they had won a battle.

"The old thing, it sounds good, but it's just a timidity in my heart. ”

As soon as he wanted to say a few nonsense, he asked the Wildcat Sect to retreat, Guan Xinchang first looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly burst into tears, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, his hair was scattered, and he fell to the ground.

The surrounding disciples hurriedly helped to feed the medicine, but he fell to his knees and bowed to no one.

Leng Xiao said: "Senior Guan, please get up." ”

Guan Xinchang really stopped his movements, and said in a trembling voice: "Fang Cai...... If you help him?"

"It's not good to be a pawn and a crab in the tide. ”

Since the appearance of the Wildcat Sect, Leng Xiao has always paid attention to his surroundings and has not seen anyone hiding. The people behind the Wildcat Sect did not go along, and obviously did not take the Changsong Sect seriously. A person who dares to be so arrogant will definitely not be weaker than Leng Xiao in cultivation.

"At this moment, Senior Guan is interested in telling me the truth?"

Guan Xinchang shook his head and sighed, his face ashamed. An elixir was put into the abdomen, and the injury recovered a lot. said slowly: "Thanks to Mr. 'senior', the old man is ashamed, and he really doesn't dare to be it." Don't hide it, sir, the cause and effect of this matter should be caused by one thing. ”

He waved his hand slightly, sent his disciple back, and asked Leng Xiao to go to a small pavilion. No one disturbed, and the voice was clear.

After Leng Xiao sat down for a while, Guan Xinchang went to a corner alone, leaned over and dug on the ground for a while, took a cloth bag, and untied it layer by layer as he walked, revealing one of the disc-shaped iron blocks.

Leng Xiao remained silent, he was very familiar with this iron lump. He suddenly said: "More than ten years ago, near the Night Charm Forest, the Chaosheng Hall appeared and disappeared from time to time, which caused a commotion on the rivers and lakes. In the end, there was no wind and waves, and the Changsong faction was not affected by it?"

Guan Xinchang's eyes were full of light, dumbfounded, and he said after a while: "Sir's clever calculation, that's exactly it!"

Chaosheng Palace, one of the nine dead places. This temple is not the exact place of death, unlike other places of death. I don't know how many years I haven't been alive, if it weren't for the elders who swore an oath, later generations would have been just rumors.

But where there is death, it will be a place of death. Even if the Chaosheng Hall was alive back then, there was no turmoil except for a few discussions from idlers. Unexpectedly, the Changsong faction was silently involved.

Listening to Guan Xinchang's details, this disaster is still caused by him. When he was idle in the forest, he suddenly heard the sound of the waves, pleasant and clear, he couldn't help but be curious, followed the sound and went, looked closely, only saw a blue hall, a stretch of sight, the whole body is like glass jade, even if a brick and a tile, it must also be a treasure in the world.

However, at this moment, Guan Xinchang couldn't care about greed, and his heart couldn't help but be horrified, and his soul was full of tears for a while, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he left without looking back, not daring to take a look inside.

In the Chaosheng Palace, the tide is rolling, and there are water ghosts floating in it, with their heads scattered and their faces pale. The tide advances and retreats, there is a purple conch that appears and disappears from time to time, according to rumors, it is this purple snail that charms people's hearts, makes people incarnate as water ghosts, sinks into the tide of life, and can not be born forever.

Speaking of the frightened place, Guan Xinchang often spoke slightly, only talking about the events of the day, which is unforgettable in this life. He glanced at Leng Xiao and sighed: "It doesn't matter, only in that hall winning the bid announcement is that in addition to the water ghost purple snail, there is also a figure." This person was about to be established, dressed in white, with a golden dragon pattern, and seemed to be seriously injured at that time, but even so, with just one look, he almost left the old man's life. ”

"The old man just didn't see it, and fled for his life. At that time, I felt a sense of foreboding. But in a few days, the man did come to the door, and the consequences were just as the gentleman saw today. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the Tower of Babel slightly, and continued: "In his eyes, I Changsong Sect Xu is like an ant, so that I can breathe to this day. Until the old man got this thing by chance, the Wild Cat Sect attacked frequently, presumably because of this. ”

Leng Xiao said: "In this case, why didn't Senior Guan directly hand over this thing, and it could save some trouble?"

Guan Xinchang smiled bitterly: "Sir, do you know where this thing came from? Although it is a dead place, if you can see its mysteries, you will be able to achieve supreme creation. It must be extraordinary if it can attract the coveted of the mysterious man. The sect has fallen to this point, all because of the old man, and the old man is unwilling!"

He licked his lips slightly, lowered his head a little, and laughed at himself: "To say this, it seems that the old man himself is noble." Speaking of which, there are also selfish motives. Whether it is the Wildcat Sect, the Big Yellow Sect, or the Great White Sect, they were all little-known small characters back then, but later due to chance, the cultivation was a breakthrough, and the sect has achieved today. The old man is also delusional, so as to make a difference, and regain the glory of the Changsong faction in the past!"

Leng Xiao raised his finger a little above the Tower of Babel, and the Tower of Babel was separated and regrouped into a pagoda shape. Guan Xinchang's eyes lit up and sighed: "Mr. really recognizes this thing." ”

He flipped his palm lightly and said, "If Mr. can resolve the crisis of my Changsong faction, this thing will be given to Mr." ”

At the time of this incident, Leng Xiao, who had been absent for many years, suddenly appeared, and Guan Xinchang only thought that Leng Xiao was also here for this Babel Tower. If it weren't for the fact that Leng Xiao was just a child back then, and his cultivation was not high, Guan Xin was often afraid that he would regard Leng Xiao as that mysterious person.

Leng Xiao was reluctant to explain more, and did not shirk. This Babel Tower, he really has a bit of covetousness in his heart.

Then he raised his hand and put away the Tower of Babel. Even if there is no Babel Tower, Leng Xiaozi will help him, and he can be regarded as repaying the feelings sent all the way to Lingque Valley back then. On that day, I had an epiphany in the forest, and it was the avenue of time that I realized.

The years are gone, and every bit of it has become a feeling in my heart.

After waiting for half a month, I did not wait for the so-called white-clothed and gold-edged dragon man, and suddenly the sound of the waves came in my ears, such as being on the shore, and the blue sea in front of me was full of tides.

Guan Xinchang's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly came from his residence and knocked on the door of Leng Xiao's room.

At this time, it was the third watch in the middle of the night, and most of the disciples and elders were already asleep, and the sound of the gentle waves not only did not wake people up, but made people fall deeper into dreams.

In the number of courtesies, Guan Xinchang did not break in directly, but he knocked more than ten times, but no one responded, and the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger, so he pushed the door directly.

The room is not big, the bed, table and chairs can be seen at a glance. And on the simple bed, the bedding was neat and empty, and there was no cold figure.

A big hand suddenly fell on Guan Xinchang's shoulder. His body trembled, Huo Ran turned his head, and his two eyes almost popped out. When he saw the person coming clearly, he couldn't help relaxing, and said with a smile: "It's a gentleman, but it scares the old man......"

Before he finished speaking, a low shout suddenly sounded in his ears, and the five sharp fingers of the person in front of him had fallen to his neck. At this time, I fixed my eyes again, this person was cold, but he was a person with a distorted head. His clothes were soaked, and the water stains were leaking out.

Leng Xiao stretched out his hand, took the water ghost over, and threw it violently into the distance, not knowing how many miles it was thrown.

"Is Senior Guan okay?"

He asked, looking up. On the horizon, there is a large temple of Mengmeng, which replaces the moon and exists at night. There are trance things rippling up, accompanied by a glimmer of light, visible shadows.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a black shadow, just in the shape of a human being, standing proudly in the sky, staring coldly at the earth.