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In less than a cup of tea, a few people touched the weak point of the illusion. Jiang Lizhou forcibly opened a hole with Shang Ting, and his figure flashed extremely fast, rushing to Mingzhu Mountain.

After leaving the illusion, everyone found that the dawn had already broken in the sky, a faint ray of light peeked out from the edge of the dark clouds, and a thin veil shrouded the vast mountains.

Jiang Lizhou's dead eyes gradually became brighter, and the wind that was blown by him when he was running fast was mixed with the cool morning dew, which made his heart feel cold.

And Lin Qinghe, who had just left in a hurry, had already arrived at Huangquan Sand Sea, walking quickly in the thick darkness and ghost shadows.

Just now he was admiring in the illusion... cough, help, suddenly felt that the seal of Shahai was frantically agitated, so he hurried back to check.

Lin Qinghe has been guarding Linyun Mountain, an extremely filthy place all year round. Whether it is the Qianleng River that carries the souls of the dead, or the countless murderous souls and unclean five emotions and seven thoughts under Linyun Mountain, they are all closely related to Huangquan, Shahai, and Huangquan. Sand Sea and Linyun Mountain are only separated by a ghost gate that sometimes appears and disappears.Not to mention, in Youdu deep in the sand sea, the ancient evil god Yinggou is still being suppressed.

If the winning hook is drawn out, the world will be in chaos.Thousands of years ago, the Four Emperors fell, and the entire Jiuli clan died in martyrdom. Li Chong, the head of the Jiuli clan, even at the price of dispersing his soul and spirit, will win the suppression for thousands of years.

Lin Qinghe's white clothes were filled with ghostly aura, giving off a deadly heaviness. He stood silently by the side of the silent spring, looking at the motionless spring water, and the antler totem between his eyebrows lit up little by little, as if A solitary soul walking on the road to Huangquan.

Silent Spring is the final destination of Qianleng River, located in the extreme north of Huangquan, and Youdu, which shoulders the seal of the world, is in the deepest part of Silent Spring, and it is dangerously silent at this time.

Lin Qing and Youlan's eyes were quiet and deep, as if they wanted to pass through countless years through this deadly spring of hostility, and look at a time that was bloody and bloody, but they couldn't let go of it.

After watching for a while, Lin Qinghe let out a deep breath, and suddenly asked himself: "Does he want to come back?"

Then I belatedly laughed at myself, and said to myself: "What nonsense."

Lin Qinghe stood there for a moment with a half-smile, then put on a heartless face, and said in his heart: "Don't worry, I will dedicate one day to my duty as long as I live. I have worked for you for so many years, and you should come too." Promise yourself."

He thought about it wildly as if he was consoling himself, and he didn't know if he had made up something that was not elegant, so he laughed very stupidly for a while, and then he went to strengthen the seal.

When the last bit of sharp white light gathered in his palm, he pretended to be relieved and thought: "What's the rush, aren't you used to waiting?"

This journey is too long, until the world has been changed several times, the boundless sea has been turned into a mulberry field, the sky full of stars has been replaced with a new one, and no matter how crazy the nostalgia is, it should be wiped away like spring wind and rain.But only those who have walked through it know that some things, even if the flesh and blood are scraped off by a sword, are melted into the blood and burned on the unrepentant soul.

He is too greedy, not only wants to last forever, but also can't give up the short day and night, but he is careful to suppress it, even he dare not admit it.

In short, the road is long and difficult, and you must have immeasurable patience and courage to go on.

At this time, Jiang Lizhou and his party had just arrived at Mingzhu Mountain, and the restriction on the mountain gate had been broken. The huge Panlong stone pillar was scarred everywhere, and the mountain gate was also surrounded by black air that reached the sky. deep pit.The Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, which has always been sought after by mortals, looks extremely embarrassed at this moment.

A red figure was sitting in a domineering posture next to the statue of Emperor Gouchen enshrined in the center of the hall. The little Taoist priests surrounded the hall in a posture of preparing for battle, leaving a distance of about five steps, with their fingers on the drive of the sword box. The mouth was filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent, but no one dared to step forward.

One of the older Taoist priests cupped his hands with a disheveled face and said, "Big... big brother, what's the matter, let's talk about it after the elders come out of retreat, there is no need to be hard..."

He hadn't finished the word "chuang" when he saw Zhang Ningxiu raised his index finger in an extremely elegant manner and let out a soft "shh", the Taoist priest was instantly speechless.

He looked at the silent crowd, smiled with satisfaction, and said gently: "The elders have always waved their hands to the shopkeepers, so I won't wait for them——Please do me a favor, open the top-level restriction of the Library Pavilion, Grateful."

The Zangshu Pavilion of the Shenxiao faction has always been a place to come in and out at will. Only the top floor is an absolute forbidden zone. The restrictions imposed by it are very different from those of the mountain gate. Breaking in—but not on the top floor, if anyone wants to break through by force, he will suffer double backlash.

Jiang Lizhou heard this sentence as soon as he stepped into the threshold of the main hall. He held Shangting tightly in his hand, strode in, and said coldly: "Senior brother really has a good mood."

The crowd around them automatically gave way to him when they heard the sound. Jiang Lizhou suddenly saw the elder brother in red, and suddenly remembered the way that little monster plunged into Zhang Ningxiu's arms in the past. , The red clothes and the green robes are entwined under the peach blossom tree.

Now there is no green robe, only the red robe.

Jiang Lizhou felt a great pain in his heart for him, senior brother, how did he survive all these years?

Seeing him coming in, Zhang Ningxiu's expression changed, and finally he only smiled and said: "As expected of Li Zhou, such an illusion can't keep you."

Jiang Lizhou had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what expression to put on to face this unrecognizable old man.

"Brother, let's talk." Jiang Lizhou finally backed down a step, stroking the body of the stick with his fingers uncomfortably, and then said forcefully: "Everyone is from the same school, and the juniors are still young, don't scare them."

Zhang Ningxiu's elegant smile was replaced by serious sorrow, he opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he suddenly changed back to that smiling face: "I dare not get close to the sect master, time is limited, solve it as soon as possible, your faction also An Ning, right? Leave the boat."

One mouthful and one "gui pai", and they suddenly became intimate when they arrived at Jiang Lizhou, what kind of way is this?

Jiang Lizhou didn't show his messy thoughts on his face, but raised his eyebrows lightly and said: "What do you want? There is no Penglai fairy island in this world, and there is no magic medicine for the living dead. What are you trying to do? For Danqing? ? If he knew that you are now..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Lizhou hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Ningxiu was suddenly furious, and a powerful demonic energy swept over him.Jiang Lizhou quickly drew talismans in the air with Shangting Shenhuo, the two sides collided, and the magic energy burst instantly, shaking everyone around for a few steps.

Jiang Lizhou knew that he had stepped on his sore foot, so he pushed harder: "So you want to worry about him even if you want him to die?"

Jiang Lizhou could clearly see that his expression was confused for a moment, and the fist he had been clenching tightly loosened involuntarily.

Zhang Ningxiu's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, and he squeezed out a nondescript smile from his angry face, which looked extraordinarily weird: "Li Zhou, I remember you had a sweet mouth when you were young, and it made Master overjoyed, how did you grow up? Why don't you speak anymore?"

Jiang Lizhou rubbed his knuckles, raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly: "Brother, I still remember when I was a child, so I have a heart."

Zhang Ningxiu's elegant and handsome face was faintly filled with black energy, his cheeks twitched slightly, revealing a ferocious smile, he tilted his head slightly, and said: "So junior brother, don't worry about it."

Zhang Ningxiu stopped suddenly, his eyes drifted out of the door, he stared fixedly at the peach forest in the distance, and after a while he retracted his distracted eyes, smiled strangely, and said slowly in a long tone: " This year's peach blossoms have already failed."

Jiang Lizhou involuntarily followed his gaze, and when he heard him speak, his face suddenly turned cold, and he answered coldly: "So brother wants to stain the peach forest with blood? So it looks more beautiful?"

There was a sticky pity in Zhang Ningxiu's eyes, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, sending chills down the spine.

Everyone who didn't dare to act rashly took a breath, and the sword case on their backs was connected with the mind of the holder, and they all began to hum slightly.

Hearing the restlessness of the dragon pattern sword box, Zhang Ningxiu sneered, and slowly swayed to a little Taoist priest, stroked the sword box on his back lightly, and pressed it: "What are you shaking, I don't eat people—a few years ago, I also have one of this sword case," his finger slid across the corner of the top, "well, it's different here—Dan Qing engraved his name here—unfortunately, I lost both of them."

As soon as Zhang Ningxiu finished speaking, a violent gust of wind blew from outside the hall, and everyone could hardly stand still. Jiang Lizhou staggered for a moment, while Zhang Ningxiu, dressed in red, danced wildly in the gust of wind and remained motionless.

Jiang Lizhou suddenly realized something, struggled a few steps in the strong wind, covered his face with his sleeves, and shouted with difficulty: "Zhang Ningxiu! You are crazy! Are you looking for death!"

Looking out from the main hall, in the distance is the rolled up sand and soil, making the smoke billowing, and you can only see it when you get close. There are uprooted trees in the strong wind, and the land that passes by is already a mess.

At this time, Mingzhu Mountain was shrouded in layers of golden light, but a straight silver line was clearly drawn in the turbid golden fog, which seemed to be heading north, connecting it with the Sun Moon Pavilion outside Chang'an City.

At this time, the Sun Moon Pavilion was also in a mess, and the forest where Jiang Lizhou and others set up an array to capture the corpses was also completely burned by a burst of sky fire, leaving only embers on the ground.The nearby scattered villages are no different from the empty Liuli Town, except for the ominous flock of crows whistling and circling.

Although the sun broke through the clouds, some things had already rotted in the dark, and some people would never have the luck to see the light of the sky again.

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Lin Qinghe: Hey, I think~

/Jiang Lizhou: ...Who are you?