Zhao Ⅰ·Bu Weiyue

The white brocade has no traces and is fragrant, and the snow of Yushu and Qiongba is piled up with snow.There are jagged mountains in front of you, the catkins are windy, and the pear blossoms are raining lightly.In the comfortable air, there is a hint of sweetness.Wang Qingming stood on the opposite cliff, with a snow-capped pear mountain in his eyes.Above Lishan, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the blue sky is vast and clear that the world has never had before.

The familiar feeling surged in my heart, endlessly.Kind, nostalgic, like.Wang Qingming changed into casual clothes, and his [-] long hair was combed loosely with only one hair band, hanging freely to his waist. This is a completely different appearance, his appearance before he left the mountain.

The affairs of the Yingchuan Wind and Cloud Meeting have been handed over to Lord Jiuxiang and Meng Siwei. One is brave and capable of fighting, the other is delicate and thoughtful, and the third is helping each other. Surely there will be no accidents.Fengyunji will last for [-] days, as long as they rush back within [-] days, Shui Yunji and Yulou Baiying will also rush back during the negotiation among hundreds of families at that time.

Thinking about it, Wang Qingming took a few more steps towards the cliff. At the same time, Lishan, which was originally silent, suddenly flew together and scattered towards Biluo.

Wang Qingming closed his eyes and listened, feeling something, facing the snow-colored pear blossom forest at the highest point, he said: "Qingming didn't want to return, nor regretted joining the WTO. territory."

Everything is silent, only the breeze sweeps through the branches, rolling up hundreds of snow-white petals.

Wang Qingming listened carefully to the inaudible voice, and answered the voice's doubts: "Yes, according to the instructions five years ago, Qingming has joined Tongxuan and worshiped under the sect master of Nanzong. This matter has been mentioned in the letter. It's just that the water It is reasonable for Yunji to be wary of me. I think that if I suffer an ordinary injury, Shui Yunji will try her best to heal it; but if it is a fatal injury, she will definitely choose to stab me again."

After all, the world knows that Shui Yunji inherits the position of her dead master and becomes the suzerain; Lord Jiuxiang knows that Shui Yunji poisoned and assassinated the master to avenge her sister and become the suzerain; but only Wang Qingming knows that Shui Yunji designed to make her The master had sex with his younger sister, and after the younger sister committed suicide after being humiliated, she killed the master on the grounds of revenge for her younger sister.In this way, even if the world has doubts about the cause of the death of the former Nan suzerain, and traces him to insult Shui Yan'er which caused Shui Yunji's hatred and was poisoned to death, they will only speak to him and will not investigate further.

As the head of a sect, Shui Yunji's reputation is very important, and she must not kill people lightly. As long as she has doubts and concerns about Wang Qingming's cognition, it can be used as a bargaining chip in the negotiation.

"Qingming understands everything. I follow your instructions. But since five years ago, you have not summoned me again, so Qingming has no choice but to go with the flow. Now that she has been involved in the incident of Nishui Forest 30 years ago, the relevant clues need to be locked as a transaction. In exchange for the spirit key. It’s just that the lock spirit key is not an ordinary spiritual weapon, and Qingming would like to ask your opinion.” Wang Qingming bent slightly, showing great respect for the people in the mountain.

"Isn't it important? Then Qingming will go to the realm of refinement... to be born? No, please take care of this piano for me. Qingming uses it as an extra guarantee to break the robbery. Now I can't touch him... Since the mortal calamity is the death calamity of Qingming, then the refining realm that does not belong to the world will not leave Qingming's life."

After talking with Na Wu Wu Piao Miao for a while, Wang Qingming bowed and saluted again, and said respectfully: "Qingming will bid farewell, please take care." After finishing speaking, he turned and went to a nearby deep canyon.

The canyon, which is completely different from the vitality of Lishan, has remained turbid and dead for hundreds of years.Only a few miles away from the former, the world here is another color.The hard and cold stone shell, the hideous shape like an overturned animal spine, and the sharp stone teeth cut off the chaotic sky in an arc.In front of it, human beings are only extremely small, as if one step into it, the result will be crushed to nothing.

The cold wind blows out from the canyon from time to time, stirring the white sleeves.There was some miasma in the wind, and he simply forgot that Qingming was familiar with this place, raised his true energy early, and protected his body with a faint blue true energy.Step by step, the sound of footsteps is especially clear in this dead silence.

I saw Wang Qingming walking straight forward, walking in the canyon for more than half an hour, in the middle of the seventh pair of stone teeth, raised his right hand, gathered his breath and gathered his strength.At this point, great changes began.Endless gusts gathered from all directions, and a door condensed with purple-black turbid air suddenly opened.When the situation rises, refinement occurs.

Right in front of you is the entrance to the Realm of Refining.Inside the door, a strange ghostly aura lingers and spins, confusing the sight of outsiders.Wang Qingming moved his left hand, and the moon was full and missing.Of course, Tan Tan stepped into it.

As if there was a sense, when the last corner of white disappeared into the turbid black air, the heavy ghost gate slowly closed and shattered into thousands of fluorescent lights.

This is a place where there really is no sky.Above the head, there is only infinite darkness.The brilliance of the sun and the moon that does not exist, the brilliance of the galaxy that does not exist.Only under the feet, a little bit of fireflies are green, so that people who come here can see a little bit of the way.The boundless grassland appeared in front of Wang Qingming.The soil under your feet can still ooze water.In the air, there is a smell of fishy sweetness, not just whose blood has fed which ferocious beast.

At this moment, the wind direction changed for the first time, and the gust of wind suddenly gathered towards the front, absorbing countless fluorescent lights and floating up, condensing there.The huge suction force will make the surrounding luxuriant grass rise from the ground.Wang Qingming's figure is extremely stable, and he has set up the moon's waxing and waning, staring at the figure that is gradually taking shape, but he is even more careful.I saw Wang Qingming raised a thread with one finger, exerted strength, and there was a sound of the broken magic piano, and the emerald air blade cut out with the movement of his right hand, and it went straight to the opponent.After the movement, Wang Qingming didn't dare to be negligent, stepped on the light wind and lifted up, three fingers hooked the string, the air was condensed and there was no sound, and there were three auroras again.

Before the brilliance gathered, an air blade and three sections of aurora had already scattered it.Immediately, the wind dies.

Myriad realms return to solitude, forgetting a thought in Qingming's mind, here comes.Immediately, he jumped into the air and got up three feet off the ground.Sure enough, the move originally issued by his hand came from a distance close to the ground.There were only four sounds of "噗", cutting the weeds in the air, and the apprentice exploded at Wang Qingming's feet.Immediately, dust and smoke swayed.

Wang Qingming fell to the ground not far away, and pressed the three fingers of his right hand on the strings, to beware of any hidden tricks.According to the inertia of ten years ago, there will be a "mirror array" after that.

As he expected, everything was the same as before.The tone of the whole body suddenly twisted, and countless crystals formed out of thin air.On the suspended crystals, the young man's gentle and jade-like face, his white clothes that are not stained with dust, even his calloused hands and every strand of his fluttering hair are reflected.With a low drink, forget Qingming and move the strings again, wanting to break the light crystal.However, the latter was flexible, familiar with the mystery, and finally condensed into a human form.

Gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze, this is forgetting Qingming.With the same face, the person who appeared showed a spirit of rivalry, cynicism, and evil in the world.Come, black clothes.