Zhan Ye

Chapter 70

Young lady Duan said that he was going to find Duan Fangxing's body, but before that, he still had something to solve in Jiuchongtian Palace.

Does Duan Ximei really believe that Wei Feiqing is dead?

Of course he didn't believe it.

Although Wei Feiqing was suffering from double poisons that day, when he fell to the ground, Wei Xueqing judged him to be dead, even though Mrs. Duan was ready for the two of them to die together at that time.

But he didn't die.

So he didn't believe that Wei Feiqing was dead.

The reason why he doesn't want to think of Wei Feiqing these days is because he himself is in danger, and he has no idea where Wei Feiqing is or what the situation is. Whenever he thinks of this, he feels extremely frustrated and irritable .

But since he has made a decision on what to do next, before that, even if Wei Feiqing is in the cape at the moment, he must first find him to confirm his safety.As well as what Wei Feiqing wanted to investigate, he had to go and find out for him first.

He didn't know what happened between Wei Feiqing and Wan Juanshu when they were at the top of the Bright Tower, and how they had exposed He Xiuyun behind the scenes.He just knew that if Wei Feiqing had the opportunity to come to Jiuchongtian Palace, he would definitely go to meet He Lanxue and ask her to understand.

Wei Feiqing was not here, so he had to go instead.

This is how Mr. Duan spoke to Cen Jiangying, and was rejected mercilessly.Cen Jiangying said with a sullen face: "20 years ago your father first came to the palace, but he almost died after breaking into the third level Bixiao Palace. Don't you think you are stronger than your father back then?"

"But it will never be weaker than he was back then." When Duan Fangzong broke into the palace, the Water Breaking Knife had not yet been perfected, but now he has practiced both the Water Breaking Knife and Instant Demonization to the extreme.Besides, Duan Xumei said, "With your aunt here, I don't have any intention of breaking into the palace. Can't my aunt take me to see He Lanxue directly?"

After a long silence, Cen Jiangying said: "I haven't seen her face to face in 20 years."

She obeyed Cen Jiangxin's last words, never betrayed the Jiuchongtian Palace, and inherited the position of Palace Master, guarding here day and night.She didn't bother to trouble He Lanxue because Wei Jinqing was dead, but it didn't mean she could forgive He Lanxue.She would never forgive her for the rest of her life, and if she could, she would never want to see her again for the rest of her life.

Duan Ximei smiled and said: "From this point of view, I have no choice but to go to the palace."

He could understand Cen Jiangying.

He was also glad that it was Cen Jiangying who promised Cen Jiangxin that day and not him.

Now he can mess around as much as he wants.

Cen Jiangying frowned and said, "Why did you go to see He Lanxue?"

"It's nothing. You don't have to worry, I never regarded her as the big enemy who killed my parents, and I didn't intend to seek revenge from her." Duan Ximei said lightly, "But I want to ask her, when she gave birth to Whether it's a boy or a girl, and how she treats that child."

He didn't know that Wei Feiqing personally exposed He Xiuyun, but it didn't mean that the two of them knew nothing about it before that.

Cen Jiangying said, "Why do you want to know this?"

Duan Ximei said: "It's about my friend."

Cen Jiangying was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "You and your father are indeed father and son." As a friend, she would throw her head and blood for this, and she really would not hesitate to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire.After a while, he shook his head and sighed, "That's all, if you want to go, I'll take you there."

This time it was Duan Xu's turn to shake his head.

Cen Jiangying couldn't help being very puzzled.

Duan Ximei said softly: "If you don't want to see her, then you don't have to force yourself. As for me," he looked at her gloomy face and suddenly smiled, "You want to make a fuss in this ghost place Just leave it to me to express your wish in one breath."

Cen Jiangying stared at him blankly.

Duan Ximei smiled and bowed to her: "Don't worry, I promised you that the whole family will be reunited, and I will never break my promise." It means that he will never lose his life at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Cen Jiang said shyly, "I can't stop you no matter what?"

Suddenly, a hint of cunning flashed across Duan Xu's eyes: "What my father decided to do back then, whether it was my mother or you, did you ever successfully stop him?"

Cen Jiangying smiled wryly.

yes.She sighed and thought, when did she successfully stop it?

Duan Xiemei walked on the mountain road.

It is the only mountain road leading from the Danxiao Hall on the fourth floor to the Jingxiao Hall on the fifth floor.

This place is very different from the old place of Tiangong that Duan Wei Feiqing had seen in Daming Mountain.

It can even be said that the old site of Daming Mountain is just a microcosm of the real Jiuchongtian Palace.

That place is where the nine heavens are their own halls, and here the nine heavens are each closing the mountains.

The Jiuchongtian Palace faded out of the martial arts world one year ago, and moved from Daming Mountain to this place thousands of miles away from the Central Plains.

At that time, Jiuchongtian Palace was in full swing in the martial arts world.

But at that time, the owner of Tiangong knew that if Tiangong stayed in the martial arts for one more day, he would be one day closer to self-destruction.

There will never be a long-lasting overlord in the world, and compared with the overlord at that time, the Tiangong Palace Master just hoped that Tiangong could be alone for a longer period of time.

His idea seems selfish and petty in the eyes of Jianghu people, but it is the best choice he can make for the descendants of Tiangong.

Facts also proved that he made the right decision.

After Tiangong withdrew from the rivers and lakes, various factions in the martial arts rose and fell, and the hegemony had changed for several rounds, but the people of Tiangong settled down in a place far away from disputes, which seemed to mean occupying the mountain as king and enjoying the world.

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace was very proud of this.

He still didn't change his name, and still named after Jiu Chongtian the nine hills they occupied after they moved here.If you can't pass Gengtian Mountain where Danxiao Palace is located, Duan Ximei will never be able to reach Zoutian Mountain where Jingxiao Palace is located.And if he can't pass through Zoutian Mountain, Kuotian Mountain, Jiatian Mountain, and Shentian Mountain at the same time, he will never reach the Taixiao Palace on Chengtian Mountain, and he will never see He Lanxue, the lord of the Heavenly Palace who guards the Taixiao Palace.

Young lady Duan thought about what Cen Jiangying had said to him before leaving.

She still didn't have any hope for him to break into the palace alone, so she gave him two choices: if his life was in danger before he reached Tianshan Mountain, he would call her to save him; if he could reach Tianshan Mountain, he could directly ask Zhen Lord Xiao, please help him.

Duan Ximei faintly guessed who the master of Zhenxiao Hall was.

But since he rejected Cen Jiangying's offer to take him directly to meet He Lanxue, he naturally didn't plan to ask anyone for help here.

He really didn't treat He Lanxue as the big enemy who killed his parents.

He didn't want to care about a woman who was deceived, dazzled by emotion, self-righteous and suffering.

But that doesn't mean he's out of breath.

He wanted to find a way to take a good breath.

When he thought this way, he had already stepped out of Gentian Mountain with one foot and stepped into Zoutian Mountain.At the same time, he held the barrier-breaking knife in his hand, and changed his footwork silently under his feet.

There was one thing he never told Cen Jiangying.

That is, he and Wei Feiqing spent several days and nights at the old site of Daming Mountain, observing the guard formations of each hall of the Jiuchongtian Palace one by one and engraved them into the bottom of their hearts one by one. The two of them did not give up studying the methods to crack those formations at any moment in their spare time.

What did Wei Feiqing say that day?

Do you know that one day you or I will not face Jiuchong Tiangong?

At that time, Mr. Duan, who had sneered at his far-sightedness, really wanted to take it for granted.Because not only did he really confront Jiuchongtian Palace like this, but more importantly, he walked all the way from Gengtian Mountain where no one attacked him to Danxiao Temple, and under careful observation, he found that everything was exactly the same as Wei Feiqing's speculation that day.

Excluding Cen Jiangying, there were a total of 68 people on Gentian Mountain, which indeed coincided with the number of stone statues in the Danxiao Temple at the former Tiangong site.

The large array of guards in the former site of Tiangong is indeed the array of guards in each hall of Jiuchong Tiangong.

The moment Duan Ximei stepped into Zoutian Mountain with both feet, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, rocks, vegetation, even thunderclouds in the sky, and dust on the ground all rushed towards him in a threatening manner.

Duan Ximei was unmoved.

Close your eyes.

Swing a knife.

In the next moment, a cry of pain was heard less than three feet in front of him.

Duan Xie opened his eyes and brushed his knife: "Six."

A trace of alertness flashed across the face of the person in front of him: "Who is your surname? How do you know..." How do you know that there are 56 people guarding Tianshan Mountain?

Duan Ximei walked past him with a smile: "My surname is Unparalleled Under Heaven and a famous assassin. Even if I enter the Nine Heavens Palace, I have the strength and confidence to come and go freely in it."

When Duan Ximei heard this passage that day, he wanted to remove the arm of the person who patted his shoulder and talked to him with a smile, but at this moment he missed the owner of that arm very much.

It is precisely because of that man's erudition, ingenuity and tireless study that he has the confidence to not be afraid of all obstacles here, close his eyes and break the battle.

The wind came from behind.

Duan Xiemei let go, dropped the knife, shook hands again, and held the knife.

The tip of the barrier-breaking knife was pushed back and gently stabbed out.

The man is not dead.

He used to see blood when he made moves, and when he saw blood, he sealed his throat.

But today his knife only pierced the man's heart a little bit, and he stopped moving.

why?

Duan Ximei said softly: "23 years ago, there was a man who came to enter the palace alone. He only wanted to break into the Palace of Bixiao and gave up. I guess he had no chance and no excuse, otherwise he would definitely want to continue to break into it."

Probably because, Cen Jiangying said, when Duan Fangzong first came to Tiangong, everyone was happy with Duan Jiang's relationship.

The man stepped back from under his knife, and slapped the ground with his palm.

All kinds of visions that had just been extinguished before Duan Ximei's eyes rose up again, surging like a storm.

Duan Ximei closed his eyes again.

There were no such visions in front of his eyes, only the complete formation of stone statues of Jingxiao Temple that he saw at the former site of Tiangong that day was clearly presented before his eyes, and dozens of diagrams that Wei Feiqing had sketched to decipher the formation.

"Twenty years ago, there was another person who came alone. He only broke into the Danxiao Palace and then left after achieving his goal. He had more important things to do at the time. Otherwise, with his heart, I guess if he is unhappy, he must want to Poke a hole in the so-called Nine Heavens."

Duan Ximei swung the saber out again, and sighed softly.

"As the Son of Man, I came here today by chance, so I have no choice but to fulfill the wishes of the two elders."

The man was seriously injured by him three times, and his pupils dilated when he heard his words: "Are you the son of Duan Fangzong? Are you here today to avenge your father?"

The Jiuchong Tiangong has been hiding from the world for a long time, but no one in the Tiangong knows about Duan Fangzong's water-breaking knife and the cause of his death.

Duan Ximei stopped halfway through the third swing of the sword, and sighed helplessly: "If I take revenge, can you still talk to me right now? I said it, I am here to fulfill the wish of my parents."

And a sigh of relief for myself, that's all.

The second half of the third knife fell to the ground.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and was finally unable to speak anymore.

Duan Ximei went forward.

why?

Probably because this is the place where his mother was born, where he grew up, and where he gave everything.

As well as himself, now he has become a person with love in his heart.

Duan Xumei walked five steps, and the scene in front of him changed again.

Duan Ximei swung his knife.

"Five."

In the past, he didn't kill indiscriminately, nor was he born ruthless, he just didn't know what room was.

Before he was 15 years old, the kung fu he practiced was the kung fu accumulated from countless people, countless beasts, and mountains of blood and blood. It was not a kung fu that could leave any leeway for himself or the enemy.

"Four."

When he was 15 years old, Xie Yu abolished his martial arts and severed all the meridians in his body. When his adoptive father Chi Ming was dying, he grabbed his hand and told him to live, and then practiced him for half his life. His own insanity immediately became a demon, and all his internal energy was passed on to him.

The torment and burden brought to him by the monstrous magic art were enough to cause him to suffer the most miserable pain in the world and die.

Chi Ming wanted him to live, but he could only fight for a chance of one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand, and there was no room for it.

"Three."

Every time he lived in the past, he tried his best to do his best, not that others had left him a little leeway.

"Two."

But ever since he got acquainted with a person, it seems that good luck has flowed in from then on.When he began to learn to pay attention to the world, he found that the world left him a lot of leeway.

"One."

That's the way he is, he gives back what he gets.He knows something, and he doesn't think it's too late.

Therefore, he still clenched his knife tightly, but he no longer had the overwhelming killing intent in his heart.

"No.40 one."

him today.

"No.30 one."

Don't want to kill.

"No.20 one."

Just have fun.

"No. 11."

……

Duan Ximei turned around.

He has reached the highest point of Tianshan Mountain.

The mountain is full of traces of his battle.

The mountain is full of blood.

There is no dead person in the whole mountain.

This is the joy he wants today, the joy of leveling one mountain by one person, no, nine mountains by one person.

Duan Xiemei turned around.

He thought he had to face ten more people.

But there was only one person in front of him, and a small hut.

A stake was inserted in front of the small hut, and the three characters "Jingxiao Palace" were randomly drawn with the tip of a sword on the stake.

This small hut is Jingxiao Temple.

The person next to the small thatched hut is naturally the Lord of Jingxiao Palace - Qin Qingxuan.

He has walked out of the small hut since Duan Ximei stepped up the mountain and stood there.

He should have acted long ago.

But he found that there were no dead people on Mount Tian.

So he stood there all the time, watching the man break the formation all the way, hurt people all the way, and walk up the mountain covered in blood rain all the way.

He looked at Mr. Duan with admiration in his eyes.

Mr. Duan was also looking at him.

He also felt admiration in his heart.

Not only the aura of the person in front of him made him feel more powerful and threatened than others.

It was even more because a person so powerful lived in such a small hut casually.

Only then did he realize that the people from Jiuchongtian Palace were really hiding from the world.

If they like palaces, they live in palaces, and if they like thatched cottages, they live in thatched cottages.

Each of them is very strong, strong in skill, and strong in heart, so strong that they don't care about these external things at all.

Therefore, Mr. Duan feels admiration.

The two people who felt admiration and admiration for each other bowed to each other.

Qin Qingxuan smiled and said: "Thank you for keeping your hand." If this person wanted to kill, I'm afraid his Tianshan Mountain would have already become a mountain of corpses by now.

Duan Ximei said: "Thank you for waiting." If this person had made a move at the beginning of his climb up the mountain, he probably wouldn't have broken the formation so happily and hurt people so easily.

Qin Qingxuan sighed: "I was unable to fight my father more than [-] years ago, but today I can see my young brother's swordsmanship is outstanding, which is enough to comfort the regret in my life."

After the two finished these three sentences, they handed over their hands.

Duan Ximei's attack is the combination of his increasingly mature water cutting knife and instant magic.

If given the chance, he would naturally be willing to fight this rare master in front of him for three days and three nights.But he is really busy at this time, and he has to find a quick solution.

He just didn't know that the person who made him very busy was actually waiting for him on a higher mountain at the moment.

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