Rivers and lakes

On a semi-open-air pool, reddish mist is steaming, looking from a distance, it looks like a fairyland.But when I got closer, I found that the pool was red, and I couldn't tell whether it was blood or water.

However, what really made people's hair stand on end were the dozen or so profound beasts suppressed by the formation in the pool.There are smart elk, colorful kingfishers, and even cranes that are regarded as fetishes in Wudang Mountain.

The Purification Pool is the holy water pool of Moyun Sect.But this holy water pool is now the burial place of mysterious beasts.

These mysterious beasts full of spirituality were pressed in the bright red pool water, and some tried to break free from the water, but at the same time as they broke out of the water, the originally calm pool water suddenly rolled, and a wave hit the mysterious beasts.

It was clearly just ordinary water, but it made the mysterious beast twitch endlessly, as if an invisible force was pressing it into the water.

It took a long time before the listless mysterious beast was able to stretch out its two nostrils from the bright red pool to breathe in fresh air.

If this appearance is seen by people in the righteous way, it will definitely be criticized again and again.

A few mysterious beasts refused to accept and still struggled, and suddenly saw a woman walking by the pool, they didn't dare to move, shrank in the water and shivered.

The woman was wearing a white dress, squatting down slowly, holding a jade jar with a pair of tender white hands as beautiful as catkins, pouring the trickle of water into the pool.If one ignores the bright red trickle and the terrified cry of the mysterious beast, this would be a beautiful picture.

Gu Wuyou strolled over, looked at the mysterious beast whose aura had long been wiped out and asked, "How long will it take?"

Situ Kou put down the magnetic urn in his hand and said, "It will take ten more days."

Although ten days are not long, Gu Wuyou still has to digest the refined things, so he said: "Time is running out, hurry up."

Situ Kou stood up, her face was as holy and spotless as Nangong Mu, as if everything around her couldn't catch her eyes.She is Situ Kou, one of the only saintesses with the highest status besides the suzerain of Moyun Sect.

Situ Kou: "There's not enough blood."

"I'll give you all the traitors that leaked information about Fangjia Village this time." The Moyun Sect has always adhered to the principle that they would rather kill by mistake than let them go, so this time they have a lot of blood.

Situ Kou gave a rare chuckle: "Don't keep it?"

"Not one left." Gu Wuyou's voice carried awe-inspiring killing intent.The water in the pool has a disturbing smell after smelling it for a long time, and the already unstable demonic nature has begun to haunt Gu Wuyou's body again.

Just wait until the third weight, he thought.

Kunlun Dafa is a swamp, and it is impossible to get rid of it if you sink into it.Only by continuous upward cultivation can it be possible to get rid of the shackles.Gu Wuyou's father, Gui Mian Sha, had only practiced the fourth level of magic arts back then, and he was able to command the world and unify the magic sect.The Kunlun Dafa has seven layers.

At the seventh floor, it is the existence of crushing the void, above the celestial phenomena.That is a height that the world cannot look up to.Gu Wuyou let out a breath of turbid air slowly, all he has to do now is the third level of cultivation.

Han Lu waited left and right and finally waited for Chuan Zuoluo and the two to return, but they didn't see Gu Wuyou's reply. They were a little disappointed at the moment, but they didn't show it.It's just that when he was dancing swords in the depths of the bamboo forest, he was in a daze, as if he could see Gu Wuyou standing in front of him.

The bamboo leaves are fluttering, and Gu Wuyou is dressed in green clothes and tall, just like back then.

Han Lu's absence was only for a moment.

In the past month or so, he has sent no less than four letters to Moyunzong, but Gu Wuyou didn't reply at all.Han Lu didn't ask Wuyou to write him any sentimental letters, even if he just told him that he was fine.

But no.

This made Han Lu couldn't help wondering whether Gu Wuyou liked him or not?His letters to Gu Wuyou were quite standard at the beginning, only talking about Weijun Pavilion's plan, but the later letters——Han Lu didn't believe Gu Wuyou couldn't see the deep meaning inside.But even so...

Han Lu felt a little uneasy, but when he thought of the holding hands in the cave that day—a trace of sweetness came to his heart, maybe he liked him.

The sword rose again, and the fallen bamboo leaves were rolled up one after another. From a distance, they looked like bamboo leaves turning into butterflies, dancing gracefully.

Yu Teng is very busy, Han Lu has become the shopkeeper, and he has to take care of the affairs of the two big families of Xue Jiaming's family.And because Han Lu is now fighting for the right to speak in Weijun Pavilion, Yu Teng simply further expands his power, and various means of annexation and engulfment emerge in endlessly.

For a month in a row, the major clans of Jiangnan West Road were covered in dark clouds and mourned everywhere.

If this matter is done by Han Lu, he will fully consider the intentions of these small families, after all, twisted melons are not sweet, not to mention that if these small families have a different heart, the loss will be even greater.

But Yu Teng doesn't care, he only knows that he needs strength now, as for the issue of whether he disagrees with him, that is the responsibility of the housekeeper.

Ouyang Yi is very busy.After Gu Wuyou left, he went back to Yijian Valley to discuss Gu Wuyou's problem with his master Qiu Zhan. He was very busy, but he had no clue.Of course, there are still achievements, such as about Gu Wuyou's cheap son.

In fact, Ouyang Yi spent so much effort, it doesn't necessarily mean that research is necessary, but for doctors, it is always a sense of accomplishment to overcome difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Zhao Xinhe was also very busy. Since the discovery of the secret passage in the lake, he led the dead men into the lake, and found that there was a hidden cave under the cold pool.

At the beginning, I thought that if there was a secret passage, it would be convenient for the transportation of materials in the future, but I didn't expect that there were not only secret passages here, but also compartments made of stone caves.

So his interest was hooked, and he disappeared for many days.

The only one free is Zuo Luo.

In the early morning of this day, she put on new clothes, tied up her long loose hair, put on light makeup that she hadn't touched for many years, and came to the inn alone.From sunrise to noon, a tall and straight figure finally walked into the inn.

When talents came in, most of the inn's eyes were attracted.

It was because behind this person was a five-foot-long gigantic sword.The giant sword is simple and honest, dull and dull, but no one dares to underestimate it.

Zuo Luo's eyes lit up immediately, and she called out loudly, "Master!"

When Zuo Luo brought Yifeng to Xue's house, the fifth urgent letter was sent from the corner of the inn to Moyunzong.

The Yangtze River, which has been quiet for two months, is in chaos again.

The reason was that people from Weijun Pavilion suddenly discovered the hiding place of Sun Moon Terrace.

It's funny to say that everyone in the world of the three major sects of the Demon Cult knows everyone, but the exact location of the headquarters has been kept secret.It seems that if people in the rivers and lakes find out, there will be disasters.

For example, the Huajian Sect's Wangchuan River, the Moyun Sect's Sun Moon Terrace, and the Wandu Sect's Wangmu Mountain.

So after a month and a half, the location of the Sun Moon Platform was finally discovered by the spies of "Destroyer Demon".

It was indeed a coincidence that the hiding place of the Sun Moon Terrace was discovered. "Miemo" can only roughly guess the scope of the Sun Moon Terrace, which is in the Zijing Mountain area on the north bank of the Yangtze River, but it has no way of knowing where it is.

On that day, it happened to be the priest of the Moyun Sect, and a group of high-level officials from the Moyun Sect came to Zijing Mountain from all directions.At that time, some spies paid attention and followed carefully, only then did they discover that the Sun and Moon Terrace was in the northwest of Zijing Mountain.

It's just that in the depths of the dense forest, the token of the Moyun Sect is needed to open the entrance of the stone gate, and the periphery of this stone gate is covered with vines, which cannot be seen at all.

The spies quickly reported the incident, and the "Destroyer" people were overjoyed. They held a temporary meeting and decided to capture the king first and attack the Sun Moon Platform directly.

Han Lu wanted to delay for two days on the grounds of "too hasty to prepare", but most people thought that he wanted to kill Mo Yunzong by surprise when he was unprepared.

After all, it has been more than a month since they assembled in such a grand manner. If they don't make some achievements, the morale of the army will be broken.

So the attack on the sun and moon platform was launched in full swing.

On the one hand, the top leaders of the Devil's Cult left the headquarters one after another, and the interior of the Sun Moon Platform was empty/empty.On the other hand, because of this discovery, the various sects have high fighting spirit and transferred elite soldiers from their own sects one after another, which will definitely catch Mo Yunzong by surprise.

In just half a month, more than a thousand people were assembled.

Facing the danger of being discovered by Wei Junge, Han Lu sent Que Chuan secretly.Quechuan traveled day and night, and rushed to the Shunhe Inn to live up to everyone's expectations, but he didn't see the original shopkeeper in the inn who delivered the message.

After asking, I learned that the shopkeeper of the inn had changed in a short period of time.

"Where's the original shopkeeper?"

"The shopkeeper Wang had an emergency at home and needed money, so he sold the inn and took it home." Erhu smiled politely.

"Who is the new shopkeeper?"

"The new shopkeeper was the best cook in our town before, and shopkeeper Wang couldn't even invite him." Erhu stretched out his hand and pointed to the back hall, and he could glimpse a bloated figure busy behind.

Xiaoer smiled and went to work by himself.Leaving behind, Que Chuan looked at the five big and three thick new shopkeepers in front of him in a daze.

Que Chuan was very anxious, he knew that he should have brought Feng Yan with him at that time, so that Feng Yan could go back and report the letter.But at the time, I thought it was suspicious enough for him to come out alone, so adding another person wouldn't be obvious.

After half a stick of incense, Que Chuan was completely sure that the shopkeeper had nothing to do with Mo Yunzong.Que Chuan naturally did not dare to be careless enough to reveal this life-and-death letter to a stranger.

Que Chuan, who was devastated, did not leave directly, but reserved a room at the inn.He had to sit down and think about what to do.

Mo Yunzong.

There was a loud noise in a room with carved beams and painted buildings, as if a large object had been smashed to the ground.After another while, a hoarse growl came, the voice was hoarse and dry, as if it was not a human voice.

The two guards standing at the door did not look sideways, but their palms were already wet with sweat.This inhuman voice has been ringing in the room for five days.I heard that people who practice magic arts have to go through this kind of suffering.

Nangong Mu came over, frowned when he heard the voice inside, and said, "Go down."

One person hesitated: "But the suzerain said..." The suzerain wanted them to stay here and not let anyone in.

"It's okay." Nangong Mu raised his hand, "I'll take care of it if something happens."

The other bowed and said, "Yes." The two left.

Nangong Mu knocked on the door lightly, but there was no movement inside, but he held his breath to listen, and could still hear the broken voice that flowed out from between his teeth and tried his best to suppress it.

She pushed the door in.

All kinds of things in the room were smashed to pieces.The half-person-high porcelain was left in fragments, and the shelves full of books were shredded ferociously. The debris was all over the floor, and there was not even a place to stay.Nangong Mu looked in, and saw that an ice bed made of cold ice was overturned and shattered into pieces.

She walked in and saw a man with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.His hair was loose like a chicken coop, and he was squatting on the ground, with the black veins on the back of his hands exposed, like a spider's web.

The man suddenly raised his head, his face was as white as paper, his eye sockets were bluish purple, and the scarlet in the whites of his eyes was even more distinct.When he saw someone, he opened his mouth and was about to rush towards him, but he was restrained by himself in the next moment.

Nangong Mu hurriedly took a few steps back, closed the door, walked up to Gu Wuyou in three steps at a time, and asked, "Why did you make yourself like this?"

After all, inject your own internal energy into Gu Wuyou's body.

As soon as it was injected, it was discovered that Gu Wuyou's internal energy was rampant.Because of the addition of Nangong Mu's external force, the collision started even more violently.

Nangong Mu hurriedly stopped, extremely surprised.

Back then, the ancestor of Yijian Valley, Gongyang Yexing, might have expected this day to come, so he never let Gu Wuyou practice internal strength, so Gu Wuyou always had only one qi in his body, and it stands to reason that it would never appear now. of this situation.

In his condition, it was as if he had absorbed several other people's internal energy.

Nangong Mu knew that he could not forcibly inject internal power, but could only guide it.So he sat on the ground, slowly injecting internal force, and recuperating.

When thin beads of sweat formed on Nangong Mu's forehead, Gu Wuyou's inner breath finally calmed down by six or seven points, and the rest could only be suppressed by himself.

Gu Wuyou sat cross-legged on the ground, exhausted from the self-struggle of the past five days, his back arched with no strength at all, he looked like a living dead with no air to breathe.

But Nangong Mu knew that he would not be in any serious trouble after he had passed this level, so he immediately said: "Kunlun Dafa is an upper-level internal strength, if there is a slight error, it will go crazy, how can you have distracting thoughts."

That being said, Nangong Mu also knew what Gu Wuyou was thinking.

She naturally knows how many people on the edge of the Yangtze River are planning to attack Mo Yunzong.I could only slow down my voice and said, "The most important thing for you now is to absorb the third level of Kunlun Dafa, don't think about anything else."

Gu Wuyou listened with both ears, but did not speak.Firstly, he didn't have the strength to speak now, and secondly, he wasn't worried about the safety of Moyunzong——with Wei Junge's hypocrite double-faced, he still wanted to covet Moyunzong, he was really wanting to eat swan meat.

He just... just felt guilty when he was practicing, and that's why he got mad.

Guilt for taking advantage of the cold road.

Perhaps, he is going to follow in his father's footsteps.Gu Wuyou thought.