I was held captive by demons

A small wooden arch bridge across the sea of ​​clouds stands in front.

There is a stone tablet at the head of the bridge with four large characters written on it.

【Wind Knife Rain Pavilion】.

Opposite the wooden arch bridge is a vermilion lacquered attic with a bright red body.

There are nine floors in total, and it looks magnificent, tall and sacred, just like the residence of immortals.

Wan'er directly stepped onto the wooden arch bridge, crossed the strange sea of ​​clouds from the wooden arch bridge, and entered the Fengdaoyu Pavilion directly.

Wan'er is very familiar with the wind knife and rain pavilion on the ninth floor.

Except for the last floor where she couldn't go up, she was familiar with the other eight floors as if at home.

In other words, this is her only home in the world.

Since childhood, she has grown up in this Wind Knife and Rain Pavilion.

In it, you will never eat or drink, you will never be hungry, you will never be sleepy, and your thinking will become extremely clear.

It is the special divine power of the Wind Knife and Rain Pavilion that made her practice so successfully at a young age.

Otherwise, the young girl would have starved to death long ago.

Now that Wan'er entered the Wind Knife and Rain Pavilion, she went straight up the stairs and came directly to the entrance of the ninth floor.

The portal to the ninth floor has always been blocked by an invisible barrier.

Every time the invisible barrier is touched, a line of gold characters will appear on it——Only those who are tired of living can enter.

Today, she has finally reached the home-weary environment and has the qualifications to enter the ninth floor.

Standing at the stairs, the woman in Tsing Yi took a deep breath.

He murmured, "It's okay, it's okay."

It must be fine.

After she finished speaking, she slammed into the stairs in front of her.

The invisible barriers that existed before did not appear this time.

She easily entered the upward stairs.

This made the girl slightly excited.

Then continue to go up, along the spiral staircase, and finally come to the ninth floor that has never been reached.

The Wind Knife and Rain Pavilion is extremely vast, and each floor is extremely vast.

This ninth floor is equally grand.

But it seemed extremely empty.

Unlike the other floors, there are all kinds of books, wooden figures, sword training puppets, rest rooms, and even lake landscapes.

The ninth floor is extremely empty, it looks more like an empty square.

The floor is covered with neatly patterned floor tiles, which can't be seen at a glance.

Wan'er, who was standing at the top of the stairs, looked at the empty ninth floor vigilantly, her eyes flicked around, and finally stopped at the most central place.

There, stood a stele, on which stood a statue.

The statue is a man with melancholy face and long messy hair. It looks like he has been hurt by love, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of sadness.

On his back was a sword, which was very similar in shape to the ancient sword of punishing evil, but completely different.

And the words on the stone tablet recorded the other party's "last words".

[Heaven and earth catastrophe, the world will be chaotic, and the abyss of the dead country will swallow everything]

[Failing to board the Qianlong Treasure Ship is a regret in my life]

【However, amidst the catastrophe, there is also a glimmer of hope】

【I've run out of energy, and it's hard to see the future.But if someone with predestined relationship can come here, it will prove that Xuantian Sword Sect's energy is not exhausted]

[Pass down the Supreme Mind Method, and the whereabouts of the Excalibur Jinghong.If someone who is destined can recast the name of Jianzong, it will be considered my journey of redemption]

【Xuantian Sword Sect Jiang Yunqiu Juebi】

The writing on the stele was extremely messy, as if someone had carved it hastily with a sword.

Between the lines, there is a ferocious killing intent and cold sword energy.

Even if she just stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked around, hundreds of feet away, Wan'er felt like a thorn on her back and her hair stood on end.

It was as if someone had held her forehead with a very sharp sword.

The fierceness of the sword of the man who left the inscription on the stele can be seen.

But this man's name...Jiang Yunchou?

Wan'er's face was slightly startled.

She remembered the story of the Xuantian Sword Sect that the columbarium had said at the beginning.

Once the supreme genius of the Xuantian Sword Sect, he proved his way to the Zifu, inherited the Excalibur Shocking Dragon, and is almost the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.

But because he got a mysterious ancient scroll by mistake in Qingqiu Mountain, his mind was disturbed, and he only wanted to find the treasure ship of Qianlong.

He went back to the mountain to search in Zangshu Pavilion, but found no relevant clues. In the end, he became insane and fell into a demon. He killed Shimen and cut off Tianmen Peak with a single sword.

Since then, it has appeared and disappeared in the world of mortals, setting off a bloody storm.

In the end, he became mad and demented, and took the Xuantian Sword Sect's divine sword Jinghong to join the Void Spirit Abyss, and then died...

The Void Spirit Abyss is quite famous, Wan'er has seen it in the Shenzhou Topography, it is an extremely weird and terrifying abyss.

Once it falls, even the Immortal of Zifu will not be able to come back alive, and will surely perish.

This Jiang Yunchou is still alive after joining Xulingyuan?

Not only did he survive, he even survived until the time when Xuantian Sword Sect was destroyed.

In the end, the Wind Saber and Rain Pavilion was left to pass on the last spark of the Xuantian Sword Sect?

Wan'er was filled with astonishment.

At this moment, she vaguely understood why there was no record about Jiang Yunchou in all the classics in the Fengdaoyu Pavilion.

Probably before Jiang Yunchou died, he deliberately erased his past events.

Or, in other words, this person is not dead yet?

Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet and the statue of the man, Wan'er was full of vigilance.

What the columbarium said about the past made her hate Jiang Yun and dare not fully trust her.

She slowly approached the stele and walked around it.

Finally, on the back of the stele, several lines of small characters were found.

【My last hope is in the capital】

【If I fail to come back alive, that stunning sword will be left behind in the capital】

[For those who are destined to see the left words, please go to the capital as soon as possible to find the Jinghong Excalibur]

【Do not trust anyone……】

【Every living person may be their disguise】

Chapter 386

The inscription on the back of the stele made Wan'er startled slightly.

The meaning of the last sentence is unclear, but it has a slightly weird feeling.

"Every living person may be their disguise?"

Wan'er murmured and repeated these words, feeling inexplicably horrified.

She thought of the weird thing the columbarium said.

Could it be that the "they" that Jiang Yunchou refers to are those weird things under the abyss of the country of death?

Those weird existences have come to the land of Shenzhou?And be able to pretend to be a living person?

Wan'er was in doubt.

But at this moment, a piercing sword light suddenly flew out from the statue of Jiang Yunchou.

The two sides were so close that Wan'er had no time to react.

In an instant, the sword light imprinted on her forehead.

In front of the stele, the woman in Tsing Yi was shocked, and everything around her changed instantly.

Filling the whole world, the majestic sea of ​​sword energy, like billions of swords flying at the same time, unfolded in her field of vision.

And in the center of the sea of ​​sword qi, a figure was wielding sword qi, fighting wantonly.

All kinds of subtlety and mysteries in the way of swordsmanship unfold before Wan'er's eyes one by one...

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In the morning, dawn breaks.

Even though the sun cannot be seen under the cloud, the Wanjia streets and alleys in the capital are gradually brightening up.

The dark night gradually faded away.

The sound of a rooster crowing resounded in the alley.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

The rooster crowed and the sky brightened.

Kong Ning, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly woke up when he heard the noise.

Subconsciously shouted: "No, no, no, I really don't...uh..."

Looking at the empty bedroom in front of him, Kong Ning froze for a moment.

Only then did he wake up completely from his lethargy.

Aware of my current situation.

Looking at the pile of bed sheets and quilt covers that had been changed three times in the corner, Kong Ning subconsciously tightened the quilt around his body with melancholy eyes.

All night!

It's been a whole night!

Do you know how he got here all night!

Not to mention the bone marrow, Kong Ning even felt that his brain was empty in the end.

This is still under the circumstances of the effectiveness of the Heaven and Earth Repayment Pill, Kong Ning is a little bit overwhelmed.

Kong Ning didn't even dare to think about the consequences if there was no Heaven and Earth Great Redemption Pill.

What is like a wolf like a tiger?This is called like a wolf like a tiger.

How did that weak and well-behaved Su Yan become what she is now?

High-end hunters often appear as prey?

Feeling the dull pain in the waist and kidneys, Kong Ning let out a long sigh.

At this moment, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and he just wanted to rest well.

Su Yan is really scary.

No matter how Kong Ning expressed his resistance, even if he didn't want to continue in his heart, he just wanted to stop and rest.

But that demon girl smiled sweetly, with all kinds of charms, some of which were all kinds of charming methods that made people ecstasy and irresistible.

Every time he told himself that enough was enough and it was time to stop, his body always betrayed his will.

It stands to reason that Kong Ning, as an adult under the influence of the modern network society in his previous life, hadn't seen any novelty?The pictures he reads in one day are more than the combined total of eighteen generations of his ancestors.