Gu Meizhi

The scenery of Tianxiang Peak remained the same as before, but every time he took a step, it seemed to be extremely heavy.

Ling Yu stood on the ground, trying his best to suppress the surging emotions in his chest, but his eyes couldn't help but look around.

A bamboo grove to the southwest of Tianxiang Palace is where he used to compete with Jiang Bie. Behind the bamboo grove is a row of Buddhist houses. After Jiang Bie was seriously injured, he moved here to recuperate.

In the past, when he wandered around Tianxiang Peak time and time again, he was often here.

In retrospect, I really find it ridiculous. He was really used to being pretentious at the time, and he thought that entering and exiting Tianxiang Peak was like entering a land without people. Now that he thinks about it, I'm afraid he never failed to fall into Jiang Bie's eyes.

I knew today...

Ling Yu took a deep breath, and suddenly withdrew his gaze.It's futile to think about it, not to mention there are more important things now.He clenched the dying animal in his hand, stepped towards the gate of Tianxiang Palace, and spoke loudly.

"Disciple Ling Yu, please meet Uncle Tianxiang."

His breath was deep and even, and he sent his voice far away. There was no sound in Tianxiang Palace, but there was vague commotion in the distance outside the palace.

Ling Yu didn't squint, and raised his breath again to speak.

Gradually many disciples gathered outside Tianxiang Palace. When Ling Yu visited Tianxiang Peak several times before, they were mostly sarcastic, pointing and scolding Huai.

Following Ling Yu's third greeting, the gate of Tianxiang Palace creaked and slowly opened from the inside.

Elder Tianxiang has a blessed face and always smiles. He often goes to Jixia Academy to give lectures to new students in his spare time. He is the most approachable one among the elders of Zhufeng.

However, once Jiang Bie died, the old man also lost most of his temple hair, and when he walked out of Tianxiang Palace, he looked haggard and tired.

Wan Qichang took a step behind and followed behind him.

After Jiang Bie's death, he had obviously become the leader of Tianxiang Peak's younger generation disciples. He glared at Ling Yu, but didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, the surrounding Tianxiang disciples also gathered behind him in silence.

The Elder Tianxiang nodded slightly towards him: "I'm here on a special trip, does Nephew Ling have something to discuss?"

Ling Yu knew in his heart that the reason why the surrounding Tianxiang Peak disciples did not dare to attack him was probably because of the presence of the Elder Tianxiang.He lowered his head slightly, touched the ground with one knee, and brought up the constantly struggling and twisting beast with both hands.

"The disciple caught a monster in the Great Desolate Abyss, and asked my uncle to examine it."

Elder Tianxiang's eyes lowered slightly, and Wan Chengchang stepped forward to take the monster beast, inspected it for a moment, and said softly: "Master, it's just an ordinary jerk."

Elder Tianxiang reached out to take the beast, pinched its lower jaw with the thumb and index finger of his right hand and squeezed it lightly, forcing the beast to struggle to open its mouth, and then turned his hand to stroke the bones of its back inch by inch, carefully inspecting it. Fan, Fang said: "How?"

Ling Yu took out two small jade-colored cups from his bosom, both of which were made of glass, crystal clear, and it was clear that each of the two glazed cups was filled with dark red sticky soil, and there was a faint fishy smell.

"This beast was captured by the disciples in the Great Desolation Abyss, since Mei Qing was imprisoned in the Great Desolation Abyss, it licked the blood-soaked iron chain to fill its stomach.

"The spiritual power in the blood of the god descendants is full, and this monster has improved a lot because of it. Over time, it doesn't want to drink the rest of the blood."

Elder Tianxiang frowned slightly, but didn't speak for a moment.Mei Qingjian is a descendant of the Baimin God Race. There may be doubts and discussions among the Kunlun disciples about this matter, but among the elders of Zhufeng, they are naturally clear in their hearts.

Ling Yu uncovered his sleeves, directed his Qi, and cut open a wound shallowly. The oozing blood was passed to the mouth of the beast, but the beast retreated and struggled shamelessly.

Ling Yu lowered his hands, not caring about the bleeding, and said with burning eyes: "It is said that the emperor gave birth to the emperor, and the emperor gave birth to the white people. And the emperor's family has untalented sons, who hide their righteousness and hide their thieves. of chaos.

"The disciple has consulted the classics and documents in the Tiantong Palace, and this matter is indeed true. Mei Qingjian is a descendant of the Bai ethnic group - based on this calculation, he must have the same blood relationship with Chaos."

Elder Tian Xiang's face sank and he stopped speaking, Ling Yu offered two small colored glass cups, and said: "These two colored glass cups contain blood-soaked soil respectively.

"One is the solidified frozen soil under the snow layer of the Qisha Cliff, which was accidentally excavated when the disciple buried the remains of the Kunlun martyr brother; the other is soaked in Chaos demon blood, which was sent by Junior Brother Mei after the disciple fought with Chaos that day. collected and preserved to this day."

He bowed and put the two glazed cups on the ground: "Uncle, why don't you give it a try, this beast is used to licking the blood of Junior Brother Mei, and is also familiar with Chaos' blood.

"If the blood stains in the two soils are roughly the same, it can always prove that Chaos once stayed in the Seven Kills Cliff."

Elder Tian Xiang was silent for a moment, then leaned over and put the beast on the ground, and the little guy did plunge into the glass cup soaked in Chaotic blood, his nose fluttered slightly, and he buried his head and licked it randomly.

Ling Yu picked up its neck, and approached the glass cup filled with frozen soil again. The beast sniffed it twice, but reluctantly licked it.

All of a sudden, the surrounding Tianxiang Peak disciples looked at each other, chattering and discussing endlessly.

Ling Yu straightened up, and said slowly: "That day in Tianxiang Palace, Junior Brother Mei testified on my behalf that he once said that the incarnation of Chaos, the Elder Seven Kills, was hiding in the Kunlun Mountains, and it is very likely that he killed Jiang Bie. According to, no one can prove it.

"Today's disciples take this as proof that Chaos indeed once lived in the Seven Killing Cliff, indeed he once attacked me, and it is indeed possible to hurt Jiang Bie.

"What Junior Brother Mei said that day is by no means groundless—I hope Uncle Mei thinks twice."

His eyes were firm and resolute, and he spoke every word, looking straight at Elder Tianxiang and the group of Tianxiang Peak disciples behind him without any fear.

In the huge Kunlun Mountains, he seems to be the only one alone, insisting on speaking out for the dark corners that no one pays attention to.

The Elder Tianxiang looked up at the sky, and after a while, he sighed softly.

"What you said has a lot to do with it, and it can't be clarified in a short time....The bamboo forest in the back mountain is quieter than here, Nephew Ling, let's take a walk with the old man to relax."

Ling Yu was slightly taken aback, the Elder Tianxiang had already raised his sleeves and moved forward, and the disciples of Tianxiang Peak were whispering to each other frequently, but since the master had already spoken, no one dared to follow.Ling Yu hesitated for a moment, then stepped up to follow behind him.

The Tianxiang Peak is surrounded by lush greenery, and the sun is a little scorching hot. The two of them walked slowly along the mountain stream, and the gurgling water can infiltrate the mind with peace of mind.

Turning a corner, Ling Yu felt a slight dimness in front of his eyes. It turned out that there was a large bamboo forest growing continuously here, and the quiet and cool feeling came to his face. The wind blowing the bamboo sea rustled, and he could vaguely see several simple tombstones scattered in the bamboo forest.

He paused slightly, already knowing that this is the cemetery in Tianxiang Peak.

Jiang Bie, as the first disciple of the Tianxiang lineage, used to come here to pay homage to his ancestors every new year.When Ling Yu was young, he had a flamboyant personality and hated bad luck in the cemetery, so he never came with Jiang Bie.

I didn't expect to come back again in one day, but it was to pay homage to the deceased.