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After hearing the news that the Ghost King Sect was almost wiped out, even if several people were already in high positions in the head of the family, they couldn't help but feel a little chilly.

It would be reasonable to change to the right path of treating death as home, but what is it that makes those masters of the Demon Gate who are cunning by nature unable to escape!?

The four of them discussed in the room for a long time, and finally came up with a way to find no way.

Since he can't go out to attack, then take the initiative to lead the beast god to Qingyun, with Qingyun as the main battlefield, it is Dao Xuan's idea, if the beast god is really difficult to deal with, at least the Zhuxian Sword Array can also become a help.

Although the side effects of the Zhuxian Sword are extremely large, and Dao Xuan means that if it can not be used, it will not be used, but for the sake of the common people in the world, this is also the safest method.

After the four of them discussed, they saw Luo Fan go down the mountain alone, and it was rumored that Dan was the bait to lure the beast god into the urn.

The two factions of incense and Tianyin stepped up their arrangement in Qingyun Mountain, and Daoxuan Zhenren, after visiting the first of each peak, went to the back mountain alone.

It seems that someone saw that when Dao Xuan Zhenren went to the back mountain, his face was extremely heavy.

......

It was already late at night, but in the ancestral hall of the patriarch behind the secluded Tongtian Peak, the ever-bright lamp was still burning, like a faint fire in the dark. The old man guarding the ancestral hall of this patriarch had not yet fallen asleep, and he was standing in front of the offering table dedicated to the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect at this moment, staring at the names in the dark shadows.

Distance. There is a low sound of insects.

In the silence, there seems to be some heartbeat sound!

The night breeze blows. The flame of the lantern flickered, trembling as if breathing. The old man slowly turned around, walked to the ever-bright lamp, and gently blocked the direction of the wind with his hand, and soon, the lamp quieted down and began to burn steadily. The old man stared deeply at this bit of light, and the light was reflected in his eyes, as if something was also burning.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. The old man's brows furrowed, he listened carefully, and then slowly turned around, and the old voice said slowly: "I didn't expect you to come over at such a late hour." ”

The figure of Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly became clear from the darkness and walked into this ancestral hall.

Under the dim light, the eyes of the two old men collided in mid-air, and they were stunned for a while. Inadvertently, they all suddenly found that the other party was already so old, and then remembered it. Wouldn't it be the same with yourself?

Dao Xuan Zhenren was silent, staring at the old man for a long time, and then slowly walked to the offering table. Standing under the spirit card of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect, he slowly straightened his body. The old man walked up behind him. The same silence.

In the darkness, an invisible majesty slowly emanated from those shadows. It's like a deep trace that can't be erased by the years. Dao Xuan Zhenren was expressionless, picked up three sticks of fine incense from the offering table, walked to the candle and lit it, held it solemnly with both hands, bowed three times respectfully to the ancestral tablet, and then stepped forward and inserted the fine incense into the incense burner.

The faint light smoke floated up from the incense burner and dispersed in the air, making the spiritual positions in front of them even more hazy, vaguely like a pair of eyes, looking coldly at the two old men and the world.

"Is there anything difficult about burning incense in the middle of the night?" the old man asked lightly, his tone flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't look back at him, his eyes kept staring at the majestic spiritual positions behind the light smoke, and after a while, he said slowly: "You say, after you and I pass away in the future, what kind of mood will future generations worship us?"

The old man snorted and said, "Naturally, I am full of reverence for you, as for me, will anyone remember?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't care about the old man's slightly sarcastic words, but just smiled faintly. Then, he said quietly: "At the moment of the catastrophe, all living beings in the world are devastated, and all beasts and demons are raging. As long as I think that a battle between Qingyun Mountain and the beast demon is inevitable, and it is more related to the number of people in the world, these burdens are on my shoulders, and I haven't slept well for many days. ”

The old man frowned, and said, "You are not here to complain to me, are you? ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the old man for a moment, suddenly laughed, and then sighed: "You and I have been friends for hundreds of years, and sure enough, you are the only one who knows me best." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I know who you are, and if that were the case, I wouldn't be guarding the ancestral hall here." Okay, without further ado, what the hell are you trying to say?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to be particularly tolerant of the old man, he resisted several times, Dao Xuan didn't care, but his face was a little solemn, and he said slowly: "I have made up my mind, this battle is too big, for the livelihood of the world, I want to remove the Heavenly Machine Seal of the Seven Veins of Qingyun Mountain." ’

The old man's expression suddenly froze, his brows were deeply locked, and he looked at Dao Xuan deeply, Dao Xuan looked at each other calmly, and after a long time, the old man said slowly: "Have you thought about this matter?"

Dao Xuan nodded slowly and said, "But today, when I informed the head of the six veins, Tian Buyi told me something and advised me to be careful of the backlash. ”

The old man smiled coldly, turned to face those ancestor spirit positions, and said for a while: "It's not that you haven't entered the 'Phantom Moon Cave Mansion', you know what is inside." After a pause, his voice suddenly softened a little, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in it, and said, "You can do it yourself!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren was silent, and after a while, he also raised his head, looking at the deep dark shadow, the silent majesty, and seemed to be sneering silently in the dark.

......

A small town on the edge of the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Luo Fan originally thought that this was already the hinterland of the Central Plains, and there should still be a little population left, but from a distance, he saw that the houses below were continuous, one after another, and it was neat, and seeing that it was already night, Luo Fan fell into the sword light, and planned to rest here for a while.

Luo Fan fell from the sky and landed on the streets of the town, and now that the beasts and demons have come out, they don't need to avoid ordinary people.

However, at a glance, Luo Fan saw that the town seemed to have become an empty town, and most of the surrounding houses were still intact, except for a few places where the damage was seen, but the people of the entire town had completely disappeared. A deathly silence hangs over this town.

Originally, there were people in this town, but after several towns in the vicinity were slaughtered last night, the whole town was wiped out early this morning.

The bright moon hangs high, dazzling the stars, and the clear night sky is even more lonely.

There was a wind blowing in the distance, blowing a little wind and sand in the streets, but on such a warm day, the wind that blew on this town also seemed to be cold.

Luo Fan took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and said with hatred in his heart: "If my plan hadn't been ruined, and the beast god was still pinning his hopes on Ahtai, how could I let it come out so early?"

If it drags on for more than ten years, Luo Fan is afraid that he has already returned from the next world, and when the time comes, he will bring a group of people to block in southern Xinjiang, no matter what, it will be a perfect solution!

Anyway, there is no beast god in the protagonist's mission, and he will probably be able to leave after taking the five volumes of the Book of Heaven.

Even if he can't, it would be good if he learns the five heavenly books!

But who knew something like this would happen?

But now that he thinks about it, it doesn't have any effect, Luo Fan shook his head, kicked the stones on the ground, and slowly walked forward with his feet raised.

There is no sound at all in the town except for the wind, and halfway through the street, I saw that some of the doors and windows of each family were closed, and some of the doors were open, I don't know if they were broken into by the beast demon, but I didn't see the corpse of a person along the way.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and a crumbling door on the left side of the street fell with a "bang" and hit the ground with a loud sound, echoing in the empty street.

Following the prestige, I saw that behind the door, one arm landed weakly on the wooden board, motionless, and at the same time there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It was a tavern, and the tavern sign had fallen from the doorway, claming over the doorway and covering it with a layer of dust.

Luo Fan glanced at the wooden plaque whose name he didn't know, stepped on it, and left a footprint on it.

Looking around, I saw that the tavern was messy, pots and pans were thrown everywhere, there were piles of debris, the original tables and chairs were also placed in a mess, and a few were still intact, and a thick layer of dust could be seen on the tables and chairs. But it was in such a dilapidated tavern, on a fairly intact table in the middle of the tavern, where a jug of wine and a few glasses were placed, and next to it sat a young man dressed in bright silk clothing.

When he saw Luo Fan, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't come unharmed." (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to get!Pay attention to the ~ point / Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo can be), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account!) (to be continued......)

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