Walking into the Xuanxin Dao Sect, the headless corpses along the way were inexplicably frightening.

Even if Ning Wuqian had already killed a lot of people, when he saw this hellish scene at this time, he was also shocked in his heart, with corpses everywhere, rolling heads, and a smile on his face.

If killing is a technique, and Hehuandao killing is an art, they will kill people and quietly take away your life when you are the happiest, leaving no pain.

And Mei Ji is undoubtedly the most murderous person in Hehuandao.

Except for the sound of fighting outside the mountain gate, the entire Xuanxin Dao Sect was quiet, there was no life, the ground was infected with blood, Ning Wuqian walked here, this is where his mother used to stay?

Pavilions and pavilions, corridors and waists, rockery ponds, Xuanxin Taoist sect is not so much a Taoist temple, but a garden, with beautiful scenery.

Walking aimlessly, Ning Wujian came to a house with a seal, which was full of green trees, the weeds in the yard even stretched out of the courtyard wall, and the house was dilapidated and looked very barren.

A silver light broke through the iron lock of the courtyard door, and there was still a blue light blooming on the seal, but the rune paper that had turned white did not have much mana on it, and the silver light split down, and the seal turned into flying ashes.

The courtyard door slowly opened, the dust fell, obviously even the disciples of Xuanxin Dao rarely came here, a tall plum tree shrouded the entire courtyard, the roots of the tree were intertwined on the surface like a snake, intertwined with each other, the ancient trees were knotted, like a coiling dragon, and the two of them had to hug each other to surround it.

On the thick branches, between the branches, green, yellow, small, and large plums hung on them, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was spread on the ground, and there were fallen and rotten ripe plums on it.

Ning Wujian glanced at the plum tree, this was definitely the oldest plum tree he had ever seen, at least a few hundred years old, Ning Wujian could even feel the existence of a spirit from the plum tree.

Everything has a spirit, and when the grass and trees have a spirit, they will gradually produce consciousness, and with consciousness, they will gradually use their instincts to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

If you give this plum tree a few hundred more years, maybe another dryad will emerge.

However, Ning Wujian just glanced at the plum tree, and his gaze was attracted by something else.

Under the plum tree, there is a stone platform covered with leaves, and on one side of the stone platform, there is a sculpture-like person.

It is said to be a sculpture because the person is covered with dust, and the dirt almost envelops him in it, only a pair of dark eyes, flashing with divine light, ordinary people will only regard it as a sculpture when they see it.

Ning Wujian knew that this was a person, a living person, although this person's vital signs were almost inaudible, Ning Wujian could feel that this person was alive.

Ning Wujian was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Mei Ji to be able to kill this person, or rather, even Mei Ji couldn't feel the existence of this person.

This person is too illusory, if there is nothing, it exists in Ning Wuji's eyes, but he can't feel it.

Ning Wuqian stared at the sculptor, and the sculptor also stared at Ning Wuji, did not speak, looked at each other quietly, the wind blew on the plum tree in the dark night, and the leaves rustled, suddenly, the sculptor shook slowly, and the leaves and dust on his body fell, and after a burst of smoke and dust, on the stone platform, there was an old man sitting without his lower body.

A withered body, skinny cheeks, a gray coat, a tall nose, gray hair glued together, and broken leaves and weeds on it, only a pair of eyes were bright in the dark night.

"It's been two hundred years, and finally someone has come in. ”

The hoarse voice was thin and faint, if it weren't for Ning Wuwu's ears, it would be really difficult to hear the words of the disabled old man, this is an old monster who has lived for at least two hundred years!

"Who are the seniors?" Ning Wujian was vigilant in his heart and asked respectfully.

The crippled old man looked Ning Wuqian up and down, and his old face like bark pulled out a smile, "I know your parents, when your mother was a five or six-year-old child, she accidentally fell into here, and I was scared to cry, back then, I helped your parents escape from Xuanxin Dao, it seems that they have not forgotten that agreement." ”

Ning Wuqian was slightly stunned, his face did not change, "I don't know what the agreement is?"

"Oh, don't you know what to do?" The crippled old man's bright eyes flashed, and then he laughed hoarsely a few times, "When your parents escaped from the tunnels here, they promised that if they were still alive and strong enough, they would come back to rescue me, it seems that your parents still haven't escaped their pursuit, it's a pity." ”

"Yes, since there is a tunnel here, why didn't the seniors escape from Lu by themselves? Besides, it seems that it was my mother who met my father after I escaped from Lu, right?" Ning Wujian looked at the old man cautiously, and his consciousness entered the Qiankun bag.

"I'm just a waste, what if I escape? However, if I have a complete body, it's different, tsk, your mother let you escape, but I didn't expect you to come back again, it's really an eye-opener for God......"

The crippled old man was smiling, his hand that was so dry that only bones were left slammed slammed, the courtyard door closed, and countless fallen leaves flew up on the ground, covering Ning Wuji's eyes, and a fierce attack flew from the front.

"Ten Thousand Golden Sword Charms, Rapid ......"

At the moment when the crippled old man moved, Ning Wujian also moved, a rune paper in the Qiankun bag flew out, blooming with ten thousand golden lights, and the brilliant and incomparable golden mangs swept by, and everything in front of him was shattered by the golden mangs.

"Poof......

In the golden glow, blood splashed everywhere, and the old man's body was directly split in half by Ning Wuji, in an instant, Ning Wuji's face changed, he kicked the ground, and quickly retreated, among the broken body, a black shadow rushed straight towards Ning Wuji, like a villain, it was the appearance of the old man, with a huge breath, and even a trace of pure yang breath.

Snatch away!

The black shadow was too fast, and it rushed into Ning Wuji's body in an instant, only rushing towards Zhihai, and the laughter continued.

"Boy, I let you run away back then, now look where you are fleeing!"

In the sea of knowledge, the wind and clouds surged, and Ning Wuji's divine soul condensed out, and at the moment when the black shadow rushed in, Ning Wuji's hands turned into iron cables one after another, and rolled towards the black shadow like a long snake.

"Hmph, this trick, I dare to sacrifice ugliness, it's just a god soul in the realm of gods, looking for death!"

The black shadow laughed sharply, and his body was wrapped in thunder light, and the soul iron cable was shattered inch by inch in the thunder light, and it was vulnerable.

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