I have a role in the heavens

Hou Xibai strolled leisurely in the courtyard and walked into the passage. The passage first stretched upwards for five feet, then sloped downwards, and was quite steep. Surprisingly, the walls of the secret passage were not covered with moss, a type of plant that prefers humidity and darkness. The air was so suffocating that it was suffocating. Hou Xibai had turned to fetal breath, so he did not need to endure the turbid air and walked while holding his breath. After walking like this for more than ten feet, another stone was spit out. With a slight press, the sound of the gears turning was heard again, and another passage was exposed. Hou Xibai stepped in calmly without any hesitation. in.

Walking and stopping along the way, Hou Xibai would choose the most correct path every time without triggering a single trap.

Yang Gong's treasure house is the masterpiece of Lu Miaozi. It is extremely exquisite and contains all kinds of mechanisms. Even a master master can't escape if he is tricked. But in Hou Xibai's case, these are all just decorations. Hou Xibai was extremely proficient in the art of traps. He could see through the falsehood and reality at a glance. He perfectly avoided all dangers and entered the depths of Yang Gong's treasure house on a smooth road.

This is a wide sealed underground room with ventilation holes at the four corners of the roof. A total of more than ten boxes containing rare treasures were placed in a row on both sides. There were dozens of weapon racks against the wall, filled with various weapons. But they were just ordinary goods, and they were all rusty and moldy. No one wanted them even if they were given away.

This was a fake warehouse. Hou Xibai didn't bother to look at it. He stood directly in front of a wall. His true energy surged and he pushed it open. This was a living wall. After opening it, a long corridor extended forward. At the end was The clear light of the night pearl.

Hou Xibai pushed forward, and after about fifty stops, under the reflection of three luminous pearls in the two rows on the left and right, there was a door blocking the way. There was no steel ring, only a round button, and the edges were fully engraved with numbers, forty-nine in total. There is a grid, and there is a red dot engraved on the door wall above the button.

This is a kind of button lock invented by Lu Miaozi. There are degrees engraved on the button, which is called the Heaven and Earth Lock. The sky turns to the left and the earth twists to the right. Hou Xibai's true energy shoots out from his fingers and sinks into the Heaven and Earth Lock. Hou Xibai suddenly Knowing the structure of it well, he twisted the Heaven and Earth Lock with his palm, turning it twenty-one to the left and forty-seven to the right.

"Boom!"

There was a low vibration sound coming from the ground, and the sounds of "crush" sounded one after another. The switch of the treasure house was activated again, revealing the secret passage leading to the east district treasure house.

Hou Xibai walked through the long corridor and came to a circular stone room. There was a circular stone table in the center with eight stone chairs. There was a map of the treasure house with pictures and texts on it, which also showed the relationship between the treasure house and Chang'an City on the ground. relation. There are also four ordinary wooden doors in this perfectly round basement, which lead to the four treasure rooms respectively. There are also flints, firelights and paper coals under the table for lighting the eight lamps evenly distributed on the surrounding walls. Wall lights.

There are four stone chambers, each of which is a hundred paces wide. Three contain weapons and one contains treasures, mainly gold. All weapons are packed in special anti-corrosion oilcloth bags and placed in thousands of sturdy wooden boxes. It is roughly estimated that there are more than 3,000 powerful bows and countless arrows. There are tens of thousands of other weapons such as armor, knives, spears, swords, and halberds, enough to equip a strong army of ten thousand people.

Hou Xibai was not interested in these treasures and weapons. He could not see these things being transported out by himself, so it was better to quickly look for the Evil Emperor's relics.

Hou Xibai looked at the treasury, moved his feet, held his fingers in his hands, and constantly deduced the location of the secret treasury where the Evil Emperor's relics were hidden.

Back then, Xiang Yutian gave the Evil Emperor's relic to Lu Miaozi for disposal. Lu Miaozi hid it in Yang Gong's treasury without telling Yang Su, and established a secret treasury.

Hou Xibai's eyes flashed with wisdom, and a look of understanding appeared on his handsome face. He stood in front of the stone table and turned the left and right knobs. The stone table sank, revealing a small space.

There is a copper jar placed in the space, which is airtight. What should be contained in it is the Evil Emperor's relic.

Hou Xibai reached out and made a move, and the copper can flew out and landed in his palm. He took a look, waved his left hand, and a stream of true energy flew out, turning into a sky curtain. He and the copper can were wrapped in it, isolating the inside and outside, and then he opened it. Copper can.

Yellow light suddenly appeared, shrouding Hou Xibai in a strange dark yellow light. A yellow crystal as big as a fist was wrapped in the mercury liquid in the tank. The crystal seems hard and soft, and the translucent interior is faintly visible. The slowly flowing blood-red patterns resemble clouds and clouds, exuding a faint yellow light.

As a sacred object of the Demon Sect, the Evil Emperor's relic exudes an imperceptible wave that can be sensed by all Demon Sect masters, so Hou Xibai first laid down a layer of protection to isolate this kind of reaction.

Hou Xibai's true energy poured into the mercury liquid and fished out the pale yellow crystal. He let out his mental thoughts and felt it carefully. A bright light flashed in his sword eyes, which was extremely bright.

"So many dead energy and distractions should be the remaining obsessions of the evil emperors of all generations!"

Hou Xibai noticed that there were paranoid and extreme mental remnants in the Evil Emperor's relics. The gray color could pollute people's spiritual thoughts. If you rashly absorb the huge essence in the Evil Emperor's relics, you would inevitably be affected by these mental remnants.

The Xieji Sect has a special method that allows people to absorb the essence without any hindrance, increase their kung fu, and extend their lifespan. Xiang Yutian relied on this method to live for hundreds of years.

If Hou Xibai wanted to, he could also deduce such methods, but he felt that it was completely unnecessary. The mental remnants of these evil emperors were fatal poison to others, but to him, they were the life experiences and wisdom of the evil emperors. fruit.

When Hou Xibai thought of this, his mental thoughts were shaken, and all these residual mental thoughts were reflected into the depths of his heart.

The cold and evil aura quietly emerged, with a vague undertone of chaos, madness, death, or bloodthirsty. It gradually compressed and condensed into a gray and black mist, like a tangled living poisonous snake, in Hou Xibai's eyes. The depths of his heart are twisted and struggling, weird and evil.

The Demon Sect has always respected the strong, and only those with the highest martial arts are qualified to preserve the supreme Demon Dao's "The Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique" and the Evil Emperor's relics. However, the Xieji Sect has been able to keep these two intact for hundreds of years, which shows that through the ages The Evil Emperor is all an outstanding master, at least a master who has reached the level of master. There are even great masters such as Mo Yiming and Xiang Yutian who are outstanding in the world.

The life experiences and wisdom of these people are precious wealth. Hou Xibai's spiritual thoughts turned into a bright moon, and the silver light shone on these evil emperors' distracting thoughts. One after another figures emerged on the silver moon, which were the evil emperors of all ages. The experience reappeared, just like showing a movie, with Hou Xibai as the only audience, savoring the past of the Evil Emperors of the Evil Ji Sect and savoring their life experiences and wisdom.

Even Hou Xibai took the initiative to put his spiritual thoughts into it, transformed into evil emperors of all generations, and experienced all their lives, including success, failure, joy, frustration, pride, and loss. The various lives made Hou Xibai gain a lot. Small.

Hou Xibai's eyes were all as dark as ink, and there was the figure of the Demon King emerging in his eyes. He was surrounded by black energy, like nine ghosts, eerie, terrifying, strange and mysterious.

Hou Xibai withdrew his mental thoughts, and the black energy around his body retracted. His body seemed to have become a black hole, swallowing everything. Even the black in his eyes faded, revealing pure and bright eyes with clear black and white again, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice. vocal channel.

"The harvest is pretty good, and my self-created "Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique" has become a little more perfect!"

Hou Xibai looked at the Evil Emperor's relic again. The previous gloomy and mysterious feeling was gone. All the dead energy and residual thoughts were refined by him, leaving only the huge essence, which exuded a breath of vitality.

Hou Xibai sealed it in the copper jar again, followed the way he came, and started to return.

By the time Hou Xibai got out of the wellhead of Xiji Garden, it was already the middle of the moon. The cold and holy date was especially cold. It was silent at midnight and everyone had fallen asleep. Hou Xibai walked alone in the night, like a ghost, flashing a few times. At a distance of ten feet, if a timid person sees him, he will be frightened to the point of becoming insane and his liver and gallbladder will be split apart.

In Wuluo Temple, outside the abbot's Zen room, Hou Xibai stood in front of the door, taking the initiative to leak a trace of his breath and startling the sleeping people inside.

Hou Xibai pushed the door open and sat on the futon. He looked at Shi Zhixuan with a gloomy face. He did not apologize for disturbing his dream, and said to Shi Zhixuan with a bit of pride and arrogance.

"Master, this is the second time this disciple has come, and he didn't even get a drink of water. This is not the way to treat guests!"

Shi Zhixuan's face was as dark as ink, and he glared at Hou Xibai angrily. The other party didn't care. In desperation, he had to walk to the table and pour him a cup of tea, but the tea was already cold and not even half hot.

Hou Xibai was not picky. He took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He exhaled a breath of white air and threw the teacup in his hand. It fell silently on the table. He used the strength extremely well. If he was seen by ordinary martial arts practitioners, , it was necessary to let out an exclamation, but the two people present were both martial arts masters, and they didn't care about this little trick.

Shi Zhixuan sat on the futon opposite Hou Xibai. He was old and had a compassionate face. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes with a cold light hidden inside and outside. He asked in a cold voice.

"What do you mean you are here tonight?"

It was clear that Hou Xibai had just left tomorrow, but he took the liberty to disturb him again tonight. If Shi Zhixuan hadn't known that he couldn't defeat Hou Xibai, he would have taken action long ago.

Hou Xibai looked at Shi Zhixuan who was extremely impatient, and without rambling, he took out the clay pot from his sleeve with his right hand, placed it gently on the floor, looked at Shi Zhixuan calmly, and said softly.

"The Evil Emperor's relics have been delivered!"

"Master Shi won't forget what he said during the day, right?"

A look of shock appeared on Shi Zhixuan's face, and two bright lights shot out from his eyes. The afterimage flashed, and the copper can fell into Shi Zhixuan's hands. His eyes were full of heat, and he stared at the copper can, gradually becoming excited. He stood up, his whole body was trembling, his face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and there were even beads of sweat on his forehead.

Over the years, Shi Zhixuan has been deeply troubled by split personality. Sometimes he is compassionate, sometimes hard-hearted, sometimes sentimental, sometimes cold and cruel, sometimes a loving father, a madman, a devil, or... Holy monk, who knows how he survived these years? It was extremely difficult.

"The Evil Emperor's relic finally fell into my hands!"

Shi Zhixuan did not open the copper jar immediately. The Evil Emperor's relics would emit an invisible wave that could be sensed by all magic masters and even Buddhist masters within a radius of dozens of miles. This was Chang'an, and I don't know how many Buddhas were hidden there. A master of the two ways of magic.

Shi Zhixuan needs to find a secret place to absorb the huge essence from the evil emperor's relics, use the powerful essence to forcefully enter the realm of the Grand Master, use the transformation of the realm breakthrough to make up for the flaws in his state of mind, and return to a perfect state. This process requires absolute silence and safety.

Shi Zhixuan put the copper pot in his hand into his sleeve and looked at Hou Xibai with burning eyes. Doubt flashed across his passionate peach eyes and he asked questioningly.

"During the day, didn't you say that the Evil Emperor's relics were not in your hands?"

Shi Zhixuan was very sure that what was sealed in the copper jar was the Evil Emperor's relic. Hou Xibai wanted to form an alliance with him, and would never deceive him with a fake Evil Emperor's relic. It had no meaning, and would even be self-defeating, causing the two to turn against each other. , there is no longer the possibility of alliance and cooperation.

Hou Xibai is a smart man and would never do such an unwise move. After hearing Shi Zhixuan's inquiry, he said bluntly.

"Yang Gong's treasure house is in Chang'an City. It is the masterpiece of Lu Miaozi's civil engineering skills!"

"You can stop everyone in the world, but you can't stop me!"

Shi Zhixuan was surprised. Hearing Hou Xibai's words, he broke into Yang Gong's treasury today and found the Evil Emperor's relics.

Is it possible to enter Yang Gong's treasury in this way? He has been hiding in Chang'an for more than ten years and has never known the entrance to Yang Gong's treasury. However, Hou Xibai spent less than a day to bring out the evil emperor's relics. Even a determined person like Shi Zhixuan had flashes of frustration.

"With the Evil Emperor's relics, I believe Master Shi will be able to return to his peak state soon. Disciple would like to say congratulations first!"

Hou Xibai stood up and walked out of the Zen room. He stood under the moonlight, covered with a layer of silver-white light gauze. He was holy, cold, and elegant, unlike all mortal beings. He looked back at Shi Zhixuan, who was still sitting on the futon. said.

"Master Shi, please don't forget our agreement!"

After that, Hou Xibai stepped on the lotus, activated his magical feet, and disappeared into the Wuluo Temple, just around the corner.

Shi Zhixuan sat in the Zen room, silent for a long time. I don't know how long it took, but he also disappeared into Wulu Temple, and I don't know where he went. Presumably when he reappears, Shi Zhixuan must have regained his peak strength, re-entered the realm of Grand Master, and become the world's top master.

Lingnan, the Songjia Mountain City, is heavily guarded and majestic. The main building complex is gathered on the Dapingtai, which is about two miles around the ninth floor. The pavilions are majestic and the architecture is elegant. It is made of wood and stone, from the eaves to the flower windows. , the thread work and decoration are meticulous, creating a majestic style full of southern cultural atmosphere, and making people feel the Song Dynasty's important position in the south. There is a courtyard at the top of the mountain city, which is Song Que's retreat, the Sharpening Hall.

After Hou Xibai left Chang'an City, he went straight to the Lingnan Song Dynasty clan. Without alerting anyone, he sneaked outside the Modao Hall and stood outside the door with his hands behind his back.

There was a person sitting cross-legged on a futon in the hall. He had a handsome appearance, cold eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin red lips, showing pride. His back was straight and upright, like a pillar of heaven in Mount Buzhou, supporting the Han people. Heaven and earth will never bend. Put your hands on your legs. There is a thick-backed knife placed on the legs. It is sharp and reveals the aura of the heavenly way. This is entering the way with the knife. The realm of swordsmanship has reached the level of the heavenly sword. In such a realm, even if Ning Daoqi came to challenge him with this kind of cultivation, it would be difficult for him to win. If he were not careful, he would be killed by the sword. No wonder he could be powerful in the world for decades.

"Junior, Hou Xibai of the Huajian sect has come to visit Song Que, the Heavenly Saber, and I would like to ask the Valve Master to meet him at all costs!"

Hou Xibai spoke in a loud voice, which shocked the whole mountain city. Countless Lingnan men walked out of the house one after another with solemn expressions. They looked up to the top of the mountain city with a look of admiration on their faces. There was the Song clan. The secluded place of the clan leader Tian Dao Song Que is the patron saint in the hearts of the people of Lingnan, an invincible existence in the world.

Earth Sword Song Zhi's expression changed slightly, and he jumped up and headed towards the top of the mountain. He was very fast and turned into a stream of light, passing through the rows of buildings. Within a moment, he appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard. He did not dare to enter without permission and bowed. She said respectfully.

"Brother, can I enter?"

"No need!"

The door of Modao Hall opened, and the tall and tall Song Que walked out of the room holding a thick-backed knife. He was handsome, middle-aged, and had a mature and vicissitudes unique to his age, which made him even more attractive.

Song Que looked at Hou Xibai standing in the courtyard, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, his sharp eyes full of surprise, and he praised with a bit of curiosity.

"Sentimental young master Hou Xibai, I have heard of your name!"

"Back then I went to Duzun Castle to take Yuhua back to Lingnan!"

"That was the first time she refused an order from me as a father, just because of your words!"

"If you don't want to be a caged bird, you must engrave your name in the knife grinding hall!"

Song Que still clearly remembers the scene at that time. Song Yuhua, this gentle and quiet daughter, for the first time righteously rejected his arrangement, solemnly and seriously said to him that one day these three words Song Yuhua will be replaced by Song Que. Engraved in the knife-sharpening hall, Song Que, the Heavenly Swordsman, had to face up to her existence, Song Yuhua.

This was the first time that Song Que felt that this daughter looked so much like him. Faced with Song Yuhua's rebellion, he not only did not get angry, but agreed to Song Yuhua's request and left her in Duzun Castle. He very much looked forward to the day when Song Yuhua could show her surrender. The strength he values ​​​​is engraved in her name in the sharpening hall.

It was from Song Yuhua's mouth that Song Que heard the name Hou Xibai for the first time, and he engraved it firmly in his heart. However, Hou Xibai did not create much fame later on, and only got the reputation of a passionate young man, which made him quite disappointment.

"Everyone in the world has underestimated you. Your cultivation is so unfathomable that you are no less impressive than the Evil King Shi Zhixuan!"

"You sneaked into the grinding hall quietly without even me noticing, and another person's name is about to be engraved on the whetstone!"

Song Que was amazed and very happy, showing his great magnanimity and not being angry at all because Hou Xibai sneaked into the Song family mountain city.