Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 296
The capital city of Qizhou.

As the New Year approached, and because there had been no news of the Northern Wilderness for a while, everyone was beaming, and the atmosphere became more lively and cheerful.

In a teahouse in Nancheng, the inside is full of people and noise.

It was the afternoon at this time, and many people came here to listen to books after dinner, and pass the boring time of the afternoon by the way.

The business was extremely prosperous, and several employees were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and there was no time to stop and rest from the beginning to the end.

On the second floor of the tea house, there is a simple and elegant box.

Wei Rongxing held a pawn in his hand, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't put it down.

He shook his head with a wry smile until the teacup in his hand had run out of heat, "Girl's chess skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past few days, and the old man is no longer an opponent."

Sun Xiyue, who was sitting opposite, smiled slightly, "To tell you something that might offend Uncle Wei, I used to know how to play chess, but I forgot all about it, and only learned it again in the past two days.

Going down the whole process, constantly forgetting and recalling again, is quite an interesting experience. "

"It took less than two days to reach this level. The girl's talent is really amazing."

Wei Rongxing didn't pay too much attention, he directly picked up the cup and drank the already cold tea in one gulp, "Would you like another cup?"

"No, I'm leaving."

She slowly got up from her seat, her eyes still on the chessboard, "In the past two days, we played a total of 49 games of chess, and I lost [-] games, and I am satisfied to win one game in the end.

It is also in line with the principle that Dao 49 and Tian Yan [-], people escape one. "

"Winter is cold, and the New Year's Eve is approaching, where is the girl going?"

Speaking of this, Wei Rongxing showed a gentle smile, "If there is no special urgent matter, the girl can stay in the teahouse for a longer time.

Watching the people coming and going below, the hustle and bustle every day, is better than being alone and wandering outside. "

"I'm planning to go to Mozhou. First, I will go to Dingxuan Mountain for a visit, and then I will relive the old things about Luocha."

Sun Xiyue went to the room where she lived, and when she came back, she had an extra scroll in her hand.

"This time we met by chance, I would like to thank Uncle Wei for his kind hospitality in the past two days, which saved me from the hardship of living in the open air."

After thinking in silence for a moment, she put the scroll on the table, "After I leave, Uncle Wei may be inexplicably confused and confused, but it doesn't matter. When Wei Daozi comes down from Qinglin Mountain, the problem should be solved."

Sun Xiyue saluted slightly, turned around and left slowly, and disappeared in a short while.

Wei Rongxing still sat still.

After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at the inextricable chess game in front of him with some doubts, and couldn't remember who he was talking with just now.

Suddenly, he saw the picture scroll next to the chessboard.

He opened it slowly with doubts, and suddenly a group of disturbing lines came into view.

Wei Rongxing frowned and stared at it for a long time.

"What is this painting?"

"It's a mess, it's not as good as a child crawling on it with a brush."

"The quality of the paper and scroll is unknown, but it is definitely not ordinary to the touch. If you sell the blank scroll directly, you can get a few taels of silver. It's a pity that it was ruined by ignorant people."

With a look of pity on his face, he rolled up the picture casually. Originally, he wanted to throw it directly in the box of the teahouse, but for some reason, he felt a little reluctant. He always felt that he had forgotten someone or something, and this picture was the key clue one.

At dusk, the sky gradually darkened.

The hustle and bustle of Fucheng has come to an end, and the tranquility of winter night is about to usher.

Wei Rongxing returned home at this time.

He opened the bag of nuts he just bought on the road, and slowly chewed each nut in his mouth.

"Didn't my father dislike eating these nuts before, why did he change his habit this time?"

A familiar voice sounded quietly, reaching Wei Rongxing's ears.

He was still a little dazed in silence at first, but when he heard it, he immediately cheered up, "Brother Tao is back?"

"Didn't father go out today?" Wei Tao entered the main room with a smile on his face.

"Go out, come back earlier."

Wei Rongxing pointed to the bag of nuts on the table, "Recently, I always feel that I have forgotten some things. After thinking about it, it may be because of my age that my memory is not very good.

I heard Nan Xingshou mentioned that eating these things is useful, so I bought some at the store to try. "

"The pills I brought home also have the effect of invigorating Qi and nourishing vitality, has my father been taking it all the time?"

Wei Tao thought for a while, "When I return to the mountain gate this time, I will ask the teacher to see if there is any special prescription."

"Brother Tao, don't worry, it's actually not a big deal, so don't bother."

Wei Rongxing stood up and said, "Let's go, your mother is calling for dinner. These days, the family has prepared enough bacon for you, and it tastes pretty good for dinner."

Wei Tao nodded, followed behind and was about to go out, but turned back suddenly.

He stood motionless in the main room, and even slowly closed his eyes after a while, carefully perceiving something.

"Brother Tao, what's the matter?" Wei Rong asked.

"Has anyone been to the house recently?"

Wei Tao took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, his expression became serious at this moment.

"Except for Master Shang and Xiao Mu, no one else has been here." Wei Rongxing's tone was very affirmative.

"Someone may have been there, but it wasn't found."

"However, if even Shang Bian and the others are unaware, things will be a little troublesome."

"Could it be that I fought against the Northern Wilderness and was eroded by the opponent's anode mood, and I haven't fully returned to normal until now?"

Wei Tao frowned, lost in thought.

After a while, he asked again, "Recently, has anything strange happened at home?"

"It's really strange, that is, I always feel that I have forgotten some things, and I can't remember them no matter how I recall them."

Wei Rongxing hesitated, and waited for a while before saying, "It's like I took a nap in a tea house today, and when I woke up, I saw a chessboard in front of me, and a picture scroll with messy paintings, but there was nothing to talk to anyone about. Bureau memory."

While speaking, he opened the wooden cabinet and took out the rolled scroll.

When I spoke again, I was still a little regretful, "It's a good material, but it's a pity that it was ruined by scribbling."

Wei Tao took the scroll and slowly unfolded it.

boom!
Countless lines seem to come alive.

Twisted and entangled in front of the eyes, dancing wildly.

And behind these lines, he vaguely saw a pair of eyes slowly opening, which seemed to contain everything, but seemed empty, with nothing left.

The moment their eyes met, Wei Tao cast the God-watching technique, and felt a chill rushing towards his face, as if he had suddenly come from a warm house like spring to the world of ice and snow.

Immediately afterwards, scene after scene appeared from those eyes.

He followed that gaze, wandering among the mountains, experienced battle after battle, defeated enemies one by one, and fought against spirits one after another, as if it was endless and never stopped.

All kinds of immersive experiences, like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, made him feel a little confused, not knowing which side is illusory and which side is real.

Time passed little by little.

Until Zheng Suyun's shout came again.

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses.

He closed the picture scroll, with a reassuring and peaceful smile on his face, "Father can't remember, who forgot this picture in the teahouse?"

Wei Rongxing nodded, "I've been thinking about it all afternoon and I can't remember it. Could it be that Xiaotao knows this person?"

"I don't know if it's her."

Wei Tao lowered his eyes, and slowly walked out of the main room, "If it's her, then many things can make sense."

"Is she Tao'er's friend or enemy?" Wei Rongxing asked in a low voice, confused.

"Father, don't worry. She is an old friend of mine. It's just that I haven't seen her for a long time, and she has become a little strange."

After having dinner together, Wei Tao chatted with his family for a while before returning to another small courtyard not far away, and opened the scroll full of twisted and entangled lines again.

The moonlight is like water, and the night wind is cold.

The house is warm as spring and brightly lit.

Under the light of orange candles, two picture scrolls with distorted lines were placed side by side. Wei Tao sat on a wooden chair beside him, focusing all his attention on them.

After a long time, he looked away and sighed wearily.

"Seeing, not hearing, not touching, not coming, no sound, no color, no form, no substance, so it seems likely that Sun Xiyue is the one that the Taoist master has been following for a long distance.

A while later, it should be Sun Daozi who appeared in Guishu Fang Manor. "

"It's just that I don't know how she found the teahouse, and even sat and played against her father.

And before I returned to Fucheng, I had already quietly left, and only kept the second picture of washing the moon. "

"I have been disturbed by the delusions inspired by her before, until I saw the second picture scroll, I suddenly broke through the fog and figured out a lot of things."

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wei Tao once again set his eyes on the two picture scrolls.

With his level of strength at this time, and his cultivation level of sympathy between heaven and man, he can naturally see many things that were not clear before.

The first picture book that I started in the Cangmang Mountains showed nothing but the true meaning of Xuanwu True Explanation.

It is also mixed with the artistic conception of complicated heretic techniques, and some kind of spirituality related to the radish family.

The three are intertwined and entangled, and Sun Xiyue presents them on the picture through such extremely distorted lines in a way similar to the method of carrying mysterious thoughts with thread.

As for the second picture scroll, what Wei Tao perceives from it, except for a part of the real accident of Xuanwu Kung Fu, the rest are all kinds of evil thoughts and spiritual intentions.

Although they are far less powerful than the malice that descended from the Great Brahma, from the perspective of root cause, they may be the same thing.

Wei Tao got up from the wooden chair, with his hands in the fetal fist seal, he walked around the two pictures of washing the moon.

Boom!
A heartbeat swayed from the empty palm.

Afterwards, the sound of dong dong sounded together, and there was another sound of rumbling thunder coming from the body, and the two gradually merged into one, without distinction between each other.

Use people as mirrors to reflect yourself.

Although he has reached the level of breaking the limit of [-] ranks in the crossing of turtles and snakes, which has long surpassed the height that Sun Xiyue reached at the beginning, but now he can perceive her understanding of Xuanwu Kung Fu as a whole at this time, and he can still understand it.

Unknowingly, black scales appeared on the surface of his body.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

Even the quietly burning candle seemed to be frozen in ice, and did not flicker like before.

An impulse suddenly surged in Wei Tao's heart.

It drove him to turn his body and set his eyes on the second picture scroll.

boom!
In an instant, countless twisted lines danced wildly.

The spirits full of evil thoughts are as real as they are, rushing towards the face.

However, he was blocked by the lines on the picture, and couldn't really get out of the picture scroll.

Gudong!

Wei Tao inexplicably swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

At this moment, the whole room suddenly went dark.

In an instant, it went from being brightly lit to being blind.

There was another thumping heartbeat, as if there was a ferocious monster hiding in the darkness, trying to devour and chew any living beings that broke in.

The disciples of the Qingshan Club who were on duty at night noticed the change, and two people were separated to approach from the hiding place.

Just approaching the door that seemed to be flowing out of the dark and dead air, the two of them suddenly felt hairy, their bodies were cold and stiff,
It's like coming to the cave where the terrifying monster lives, and at some point, a sharp claw will stick out and tear them into tattered pieces.

The two looked at each other, and the thread in their bodies accelerated, and they took another step forward.

Boom!
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the darkness.

The two disciples of the Qingshan Club were suddenly struck by lightning, and they were so oppressed that they could hardly breathe.

But it was precisely because of this heartbeat-like sound that the heartstrings that were so tense that they were about to break loosened.

The two gave a deep salute at the same time, then retreated a certain distance, and returned to the hiding place on duty again.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized that their bodies were dripping with sweat, and their clothes were completely soaked.

The two gasped for breath, and then looked at the room shrouded in darkness, their eyes filled with unconcealable fanaticism.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, a vague and obscure aura came out of nowhere and was rapidly approaching.

This person was extremely fast, and seemed to be one with the night, and he landed in the small courtyard in an instant.

Standing in the open space in front of the porch, Bei Wu stared silently at the darkness in front of him that seemed to be real, like running water, and frowned slightly.

He just took a step forward.

Swish!
There was a sound of the wind ripping through his clothes, and several figures jumped out from different directions, tightly surrounding him.

"Several warriors who may not even have reached the level of profound sense, want to stop me?"

A thought moved in Bei Wu's heart, but he still stayed where he was.

He looked around for a week, and finally landed on the door that was shrouded in black, his expression suddenly became gloomy and contemplative, mixed with some lingering doubts.

These masked men in green clothes were somewhat particular about their positions, and their auras were connected and integrated into one body, which was obviously not comparable to an ordinary combined attack formation.

However, in the eyes of Bei Wu's master of heaven and human transformation, even if they put on a joint attack posture, they didn't have any fear, at most it would be more troublesome to do it.

What really stopped him was the room that seemed to be surrounded by flowing ink.

As soon as he took a step closer, there was a terrifying aura that even he felt inexplicably trembling overflowed from it, as if a terrifying demon was gnashing its teeth and sucking blood inside it.

The warning sign in his heart was also beating wildly, reminding him not to approach him, and it was best to withdraw immediately and not look back.

shhhhhh...

Just as Bei Wu was hesitating in a dilemma, more than a dozen figures quietly approached.

He looked around again, and suddenly felt pressure doubled.

A total of eighteen masked fighters in green clothes, together with the middle-aged man hidden behind, nineteen qi mechanisms are seamlessly implicated and integrated into one body, and even have an obvious impact on his sympathy between heaven and man.

"What kind of battle formation is this? It can do this to such an extent."

Bei Wu took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, a phantom of a giant wolf with its head raised and roaring at the moon appeared silently behind him.

The true meaning of the Moon Wolf Clan's secret technique quietly revealed, which immediately brought enormous pressure to the disciples of the Qingshan Society.

The two sides refused to give in to each other, and the battle was imminent.

Boom!
Suddenly there was another muffled sound.

The disciples of the Qingshan Club didn't feel anything yet, but Bei Wu's face suddenly turned pale, as if struck by lightning.

He stared at the closed door in front of him, and felt a frightening malice rushing towards his face, like a lamb being stared at by a tiger, and almost lost the ability to resist and escape.

"Master Shang, take them back first."

"Senior Bei Wu stay here, I have something to ask you."

At this moment, a voice with no emotion could be heard from the room, reaching the ears of the people who were facing each other in the courtyard.

Shang Bian bowed and quickly led all the disciples of Qingshan Club out of the small courtyard.

Bei Wu was the only one left standing there, his mind full of thoughts, like a mess.

In the dark depths isolated by the door, a scarlet flame suddenly ignited, painting everything in the house with blood-like bright red.

The next moment, the darkness dissipated, but the candlelight remained.

Wei Tao exhaled a breath of foul air slowly, silently watching the second picture of washing the moon quietly burning, the scarlet flame became more and more intense, and finally turned into pieces of fly ash and dispersed.

He stood silently, lost in thought.

The status bar quietly appears in front of you.

Sure enough, as he expected, there were new changes in the interface of the turtle-snake trade.

Name: Turtle and Snake Trading.

Progress: 840.

Status: Breaking the limit of 74 stages.

Description: Xuanwu gradually grows.

"After devouring these spirits, the progress of the practice of the turtle-snake trade has actually improved again."

"Beiwu just gathered the true meaning of martial arts outside, and it can actually resonate with the spiritual meaning on the second scroll, so the mountains and mountains I saw in those eyes should be the mountains deep in the southern border.

Yue Sanren of Qinglian Sect also said that he once met a young woman who was unknown in southern Xinjiang, and he must have met Sun Xiyue by chance. "

Wei Tao didn't care about Bei Wu who was still waiting outside, and his thoughts turned to a deeper level of thinking.

"Sun Xiyue has been to the southern border, broke into a place that is similar to the ancestral hall of the Luocha clan, and absorbed a lot of spiritual energy into himself, and then cut it out.

In the end, when it came to me, it devoured and absorbed everything again. It really made people feel inexplicably emotional and sighed. "

"So, her path is to forget and leave, while my path is to devour and integrate. It will take a longer time to verify who is right and who is wrong, or whether both are right and wrong."

"The last question, why did Sun Xiyue leave the second scroll in the teahouse?

What she was thinking and what purpose she was planning to achieve were all questions that required in-depth thinking. "

"It's so annoying. I really can't put it into the thinking mode of a lunatic to think about it. It's better to wait until the next time I meet her, beat her to death, and then interrogate her."

Thinking of this, the messy and complicated situation was instantly simplified and normalized.

The only question left was whether he could beat her.

After Wei Tao cut through the mess with a sharp knife, he suddenly felt refreshed, and stretched out his hand to push open the closed door.

"Never see Mr. Bei."

Bei Wu glanced at the slowly approaching figure, and then remembered the palpitating malice just now, his voice lowered involuntarily, "I was meditating in the house just now, and suddenly I noticed something happened here, but I didn't know It is Mr. who returned to Fucheng."

"Senior is not only not aware of my arrival, there is another more mysterious and dangerous figure who has been under your nose for at least two days, but also failed to get into your eyes."

Bei Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully recalled the situation of the past two days, but he found nothing after all.

He was just about to say something, but Wei Tao waved his hand and couldn't get the words out.

"I don't blame Senior Bei Wu for this matter."

Wei Tao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the dark night sky, "She can't be seen, heard, touched, or approached. Even I may not be able to find her traces. It's normal for seniors not to respond."

"However, for a period of time to come, seniors still need to be more cautious to protect the tranquility of this area of ​​Nancheng."

Bei Wu secretly breathed out a turbid breath, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely be more careful."

Wei Tao nodded, "After the situation in the northern region calms down, I can go to the southern border with you to see the local customs and customs there, and I can also help you to support the appearance and the place by the way."

"This, sir, is so kind and virtuous that I will never forget it!"

Bei Wu's eyes lit up suddenly, then he raised his hands and cupped his fists, and saluted deeply,
Before I knew it, the sky had turned bright.

Fucheng, which had been silent all night, slowly woke up.

Wei Tao had already returned home at this time, sitting around with his parents and eldest sister, eating a steaming breakfast.

In the winter of constant snow and ice, it is already a very happy thing for most people to have a full meal for the family and clothes to keep out the cold, and they dare not even ask for more.

After dinner, Wei Tao strolled out and came to Feng's mansion.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he slowly drank a cup of tea, looked at the girl in front of him who was holding the disciple ceremony, and thought of nostalgia spontaneously arose in his heart.

After a long silence, he sighed softly, "Miss Feng's practice progress surprised me a lot. She really deserves to inherit the qualifications of the Golden Tent Queen."

Feng Qingping straightened her body, and she couldn't help wondering when she heard the words, "Is the progress of the disciple's practice fast? I practice day and night the secret method of Vajra taught by the teacher, but I always feel that I haven't made much progress.

Sometimes even depressed mood. "

"It doesn't matter if you say it's fast or not, you can only know the speed with comparison.

At least compared to those foreign monks in the Northern Wilderness, you are already considered to have excellent aptitude and good talent. "

Wei Tao put the teacup on the table, "Come on, let me see your recent changes."

Feng Qingping took two steps forward and stood motionless in front of the table.

Suddenly, two substantial eyes lit up and landed on her.

At the same time, a finger was raised silently, approaching without warning.

Feng Qingping shuddered Lingling.

The Vajra secret method works naturally, and the body surface quietly glows with a very faint golden light.

There was a soft sound.

Spread from the point of contact between the fingertips and the arms.

Wei Tao withdrew his fingers and closed his eyes.

"Your body is weak, and you must not be afraid of eating too much when practicing the secret method of Vajra. You must know that the foundation is weak, the ground is shaking, the foundation is not deep, and the tree has no roots. Only by ensuring enough food and medicinal materials can you be healthy." It’s easier to go this way.”

Feng Qingping nodded in response, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

After drinking his second cup of tea, he asked casually, "during the time I was away, have you encountered the erosion of delusions again?"

"I met it, but it's not terrible. Although the disciple has a splitting headache, he can still bear it."

Feng Qingping refilled the empty teacup, thinking slowly, "In delusion, I saw a young man shrouded in light. The princess Huangmiao was very respectful to him, and the two of them didn't even talk about each other. It's like siblings, but a strict superior-subordinate relationship.

At that time Huang Miao mentioned that he was going to go south, and the young man asked her to explore the way first, to experience the customs and customs of the fertile and fertile land for him. "

"Siblings?" Wei Tao picked up his cup and took a sip.

"Yes, that young man is also the prince of the Northern Wilderness, his name is Huang Chen."

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After crossing a stone hill that is not too high, the Ming River converges here to form a large water marsh.

It has been sunny in recent days, and the temperature has risen, and it is no longer the frozen and chilly appearance before.

Looking from a distance, the water surface is reflected blue by the sky, against the white clouds slowly passing through the sky, just like a pure gem, safely embedded in the middle of the earth.

From time to time, various animals came to drink water to quench their thirst.

There is also a tiger with fluffy fur lying motionless in the haystack not far away.

It was still stained with blood between its lips and teeth, as if it had just eaten, so it didn't even look at the prey that was close at hand, and just squinted its eyes and took a nap there.

A somewhat distorted figure appeared quietly.

She crossed the stone hill and walked slowly to the water's edge.

When the sound came, several wild deer drinking water were greatly frightened.

Under the leadership of the head deer, he ran away desperately, and even woke up the sleeping colorful tiger not far away.

A strong smell of blood came with the wind.

The tiger suddenly opened its eyes and raised its body vigilantly.

Its eyes were full of threats and guards, and it let out a low growl, staring at the woman who was walking slowly.

After a few breaths.

The intimidation didn't work, the tiger finally chose to retreat, turned around and ran faster than the wild deer, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods.

She didn't care about it, and stopped by the water, washing the blood scabs and stains on her body little by little.

"Master Luo borrowed a knife to kill people. He was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. He has completely lost the gentle, kind and bright look of the past."

Quietly, Gui Shufang's voice sounded slowly in the depths of consciousness.

It's like going to sleep soon, giving people a feeling of extreme sleepiness and weakness.

Luo Qingjun's expression was calm, and he silently stared at the red Zeshui in front of him, "Since the battle by the Luoshui River, the original me has started to die slowly.

And ever since I abandoned everything in the sect and entered the Northern Wilderness, I have buried everything in the past.

After more than 20 years of torment, the lid of the coffin was just nailed on. Even I was surprised that I was so tolerant. "

After being silent for a long time, Gui Shufang said again, "When Ning Xuanzhen punched for the last time, Sect Leader Luo suddenly gave up control of his body, if I hadn't made a move, do you know what the result would be? "

"The result is nothing more than being hammered to death by Ning Xuanzhen."

Luo Qingjun smiled lightly, "Since Sun Xiyue can face the great horror between life and death, as the former head of Dingxuan and now the master of Beihuang, I will not be inferior to her in this respect, a Xuanwu Taoist."

"Sect Master Luo can lie to me, but don't lie to yourself. People like you who are afraid of death really think that you can face the Promenade of Life and Death calmly?"

Gui Shufang's voice gradually fell silent.

"You won this bet, and the old man is also happy for you, but there is still a long way to go, and the old man hopes that when he wakes up in your body again, he can see a living Luo Qingjun instead of a rotting corpse. "

"Senior Gui has no chance."

The smile on Luo Qingjun's face became more and more intense, "The half of your body under your control has already lost its vitality, I have enough time to trade in the old for the new, eliminate your existence bit by bit, and let you completely escape from my control.

From this point of view, I would also like to thank Ning Xuanzhen of Qinglin Mountain. If it wasn't for his last blow containing the death intent of the dark abyss that is opposite to Dafan Shengtian, I would not bet this game with Senior Gui. "

After washing her body, she still stood motionless on the shore.

Waiting for the water to return to calm, he looked down at his reflection.

The blue sky and white clouds are sparkling.

There is also a face with only half of it left inside.

The left side is full of bones and withered flesh, like a terrifying ghost.

The right side is delicate and charming, blooming like a flower, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

Luo Qingjun watched in silence for a long time before slowly straightening up, "Senior Gui is right, I am indeed afraid of death, and I can't see the great horror between life and death.

Faced with Ning Xuanzhen's punch at that time, but insisting on forcing himself to close his eyes and wait for death, it was definitely a terrifying memory that he would never dare to relive. "

"It's just that compared to my fear of death, senior Gui may not be afraid of the dissipation of the consciousness in my body, but he is more afraid that after being beaten to death with me, the true spirit will be surrounded by the death intent of the dark abyss, thus cutting off the entry into the Great Brahma. The way of birth.

So, in the end, you couldn't hold your breath and lost the game of chips. "

Luo Qingjun covered his face, turned and left, but stopped after a few steps without warning.

A gust of cold wind blows.

The dead leaves in the rolling forest rustled.

She turned her head, a little doubt flashed between her brows.

Suddenly, a layer of frost spread on the shore at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surface of the already melted water solidified and froze again.

In just three or two breaths, the temperature on the shore of Shuizawa dropped sharply, as if he had come to the extreme northern ice sheet.

There is also a strong Brahma spirit descending here, making her feel as if she has returned to Shengzexin Island and sat on the square stone platform.

Luo Qingjun lowered his eyes and smiled, "Your Highness is retreating in the Golden Tent, why did you appear in the Dazhou Realm?"

"Father led the elite to go to the Xuanbing Sea. I was alone in the golden tent and thought about it. I thought about what the high priest said not long ago, so I just took this opportunity to go out for a walk."

A man's voice as gentle as jade sounded faintly, "I sensed Brahma's spirit in the distance, and only after I came here did I realize that it is the Master Saint."

Immediately afterwards, people followed suit.

A young man came out from the forest and came to the front.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like bright stars, and his every movement and stillness exudes a graceful and luxurious atmosphere.

"Master Shengshi was actually injured?"

The young man frowned slightly, "Who is it that made the Saint Master hurt so badly?"

"Yuan Yidao, Ning Xuanzhen."

Luo Qingjun sighed, "He took the Qi from Qinglin Mountain into his body, and all I did was to exchange injuries with him, and each retreated without mentioning it."

"Yuan Dao master Ning Xuanzhen, I often hear his name in Jinzhang."

The young man nodded, turned around and left slowly, "If the saint feels unwell, it is best to return to Shengzexin Island to recuperate, so as not to leave any hidden dangers in the future."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

Luo Qingjun nodded, and then asked, "Where is Your Highness Huangchen going?"

"I'm going to go to Lingming Mountain first. There is something mentioned by the high priest there. You must get it in your hands and send it back to the Golden Account to be safe."

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh, "If I have time later, maybe I will go to see Ning Daoist of Qinglin Mountain.

Let's see how this person who bears the malice of the dark abyss mentioned by his father is different from other warriors. "

(End of this chapter)