[Thunderbolt] Your sister

Feng Qianxue had already heard about the unrest in the Wansheng Rock recently.

On the day when the strange phenomenon appeared, Wanshengyan was affected by the sudden change of earth atmosphere. The whole mountain was split into two, and half of the ancient temple flew away. After meeting with Brahma Xianshou, he temporarily withdrew from the stage.

She traveled with Shanfa Tianzi all the way, telling the trivial records about the Palace of Eternal Life and the City of Immortality in "Strange Collections of Mountains and Rivers" and the results of the head of the six strings' vision of the future. After more deliberation, Feng couldn't help frowning slightly: "From what you said, the battle between the Palace of Eternal Life and the City of Immortality may affect the entire martial arts catastrophe."

"The younger generation thinks that the matter of the two cities is not the biggest threat. After all, they are all organizations that have gradually surfaced, and there are even more old grievances between them. Even if it has an impact on the situation in Wulin, we must first resolve this life-and-death struggle with clear grievances and grievances. I think, before the enemy is eliminated, they have no time to turn against the Central Plains. It is the forces lurking under the undercurrent that need to be more careful."

"Hmm... you mean the alien world?" Hearing this, the Son of Heaven Shanfa naturally thought of the enemy who was still in a dormant state.

Feng Qianxue paused, remembered other things, and said inexplicably, "Or... there are other things."

"The vision has not disappeared, and a new crisis has emerged. Hmm..."

There are no vicious villains in front of him, and the Son of Heaven is much more peaceful. Thinking of the current suffering of the people in the Central Plains and more disasters in the future, there is also a look of compassion on his serious face.

...It's more like a monk.

Feng Qianxue glanced at him quietly.

Xuanzong originally cultivated both Buddhism and Taoism, and Zhe Shanjun's Buddhist cultivation is also profound. In the past, he also explained some basic Buddhist teachings in Chaos Rock Pool.

Therefore, Feng Qianxue understood that the higher the Buddha's cultivation level, the more solemn and beautiful his face is, the so-called appearance comes from the heart.For example, the holy venerable, with a pink and tender face like a peach, this virtuous master is equally astonishingly beautiful, but he is a little more fierce than ordinary buddhas, with an awe-inspiring aura.

"Huh, is this?"

Approaching the All Saints Rock, the strange scenery draws attention.

Along the majestic and majestic ancient temple, among the vibrant forests and flowers, there is a piece of withered and decayed, embedded in the green forest leaves and colorful flowers, which looks out of place and exudes a strange atmosphere.

"Demon energy?!"

At any rate, he had dealt with the alien world many times, and although he felt that this kind of demonic energy was different from the alien, Feng Qianxue was deeply afraid of the oppressive feeling contained in it.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the strong demonic energy approached step by step. The black-clothed monk held a rosary and casually stepped down the ancient stone steps. When he saw the Buddha and the young woman opposite him, he smiled half-smile: "My lord, congratulations on successfully eliminating the blood moon. But Looking at your situation, it seems that an accident happened."

The peaceful face of Tianzi Shanfa immediately turned cold again, Feng Qianxue raised her head to stare at the demon, and she was confused when she looked closely.

This is... the Holy One?

No, looking at this demonic energy, absolutely not.

But this face... looks like a holy venerable who was painted black and painted...

Could it be that the Holy One has been refusing to show his face during this period of time because he has become a fan of punk style?

Desperately trying to get rid of the incoherent complaints in her mind, Feng Qianxue looked at the Son of Heaven.

The eminent monk in blue looked coldly: "I don't want you to worry about it. Judging by your expression, the dispute with the Holy One must have come to an end."

"Why doesn't the emperor go back and ask in person?"

"I will ask myself. Now that the matter is over, why don't you leave quickly?!"

"Hehehe... Why is the Son of Heaven so strict? I haven't decided the final outcome with him yet, this is just the beginning. Once there was a demonic thought, he will never escape the control of the demon. He is, and so is Tunfo boy. Hahahaha... "

The laughter faded away, and the strong demonic energy and black mist gradually dissipated, and the land trampled by the demons turned into barren barrenness again.

...is really damaging the environment.

Although Feng Qianxue was a little curious, seeing Son of Heaven's cold expression, she understood that this was not something she should ask, but without saying anything, she couldn't relieve the condensed atmosphere, so she started another topic: "Master, earlier I heard that the Buddha-swallowing boy leaked all his memories and was brought back to the Ten Thousand Sage Rock by the sage, but he has already been influenced by now?"

Hearing the name of the demon who was also troublesome, the Son of Heaven's face did not look any better: "If there is room for conversion, how can you become a demon? Feng Qianxue, please wait in the Great Sun Palace for a while, I need to ask the Holy One informed the situation.”

"Master, please help yourself."

The Great Sun Hall was brightly lit, Venerable Wugou arranged for Feng Qianxue on behalf of his mentor, it was inevitable to exchange pleasantries.

"Miss Feng seems to be thinking."

"Forgive me, my lord. The junior took the liberty to come here with Master Shanfa, and just now I met a demon outside the Ten Thousand Saints Rock. It looks like a holy venerable. It feels strange, but it is inconvenient to ask, so that's why."

Venerable Wugou was startled, shook his head lightly, and let out a barely audible sigh: "None of us thought that this debate would last so long. Since we met by chance, it's not your fault."

"It's inconvenient for the venerable to explain, the junior understands."

"Hey, he is an evil body, an existence against the sky. Please keep it a secret."

Feng Qianxue immediately understood: "Don't worry, my lord, Feng Qianxue is not a person who talks too much about good things."

"Well, I thank you on behalf of His Holiness." His Holiness Wugou turned around and bowed to the blue-clothed monk who entered the Great Sun Hall: "That's the teacher."

"Wugou, have you recorded what Feng Qianxue said about Leiyang?"

"It's clear, I will continue to pay attention to the whereabouts of the three villains."

"Well, you go."

"Yes."

The chubby, cute-looking Venerable Wugou started his business quickly, took a few arhats with him, and set off immediately after explaining to him.

Son of Heaven Shanfa looked directly at Feng Qianxue, and said: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you have deep doubts. The matter of the evil body is the internal affairs of Wanshengyan. I didn't expect him to stay for a long time. I couldn't think about it when you saw him Zhou. I can answer your questions, but you must keep your mouth shut."

"Master is overthinking, my question is not here."

"Ok?"

Feng Qianxue quietly twirled three sticks of incense, and after lighting them with the candles in the hall, she held the incense with both hands and inserted it into the copper furnace: "Young fellow, I would like to ask, what does Master Shanfa think of the evil body?"

"For him, I only have the heart to overcome sin."

"Has the existence of the evil body ever confused you about the Holy One?"

"Ok?"

The Son of Heaven's sharp gaze swept over, and Feng Qianxue quickly explained: "The holy man is highly respected, and must be very important in the hearts of all the masters of Wanshengyan. I want to know when I find that the person I trust and respect is carrying a stain , how should I deal with myself?"

"Evil thoughts and good thoughts coexist in people's hearts. To be good, to Buddha, and to carry forward with heavy burdens, the sage will still be the sage."

"What if the Holy One is defeated by the evil body one day, and really sinks into the devil?"

"Why do you make such unreasonable speculation?" Son of Heaven Shanfa's tone became more and more severe.

"Master, forgive me. In fact, this is the confusion I am facing. I am hesitant, and it has been interfering with my actions recently."

Speaking of this, the Son of Heaven Shanfa, as the teacher of Wanshengyan, has educated and enlightened countless monks, and has already understood Feng Qianxue's true meaning, and immediately said decisively without hesitation: "Hesitating, it shows that you actually know it well, how can you let things develop? If there is a tendency to turn to demons, you should do your best to kill the signs of evil, so that evil thoughts cannot hide and crimes cannot be performed!"

The loud and clear answer split through doubts like a thunderbolt, and woke up Feng Qianxue who had been hesitating for days.

With a clear heart, she immediately regained her proper calmness and intelligence. She bowed her knees and said word by word: "Thank you for your advice today, Master. I have something important to deal with, so I will leave."

Feng Qianxue left in a hurry, Son of Heaven Shanfa looked up at the tall Buddha statue, and murmured: "Holy One, I hope you won't really go that far."

In the vastness of the sky, the head of the six strings did not say a word, and all his emotions were hidden under his indifferent face, but he couldn't hide it from his best friends.

"Cang, you are thinking."

Wearing white clothes and hats, with a peaceful temperament, he is the highest instructor of the Wansheng Rock—the Holy One Step Lianhua.

"I can't hide my thoughts from you."

"What happened? Why don't you see the other three?"

"Chi Yunran was injured by a hidden weapon and her body was poisoned. Cui Shanxing and Bai Xuepiao are taking care of her."

"Huh? Even you can't solve it?"

"Still clueless."

During the conversation between the two, Yin Qiujun, the master of Duanji Suspension Bridge, also came. Seeing the monk in white, he asked in surprise, "Hey, who is this eminent monk?"

Cang opened his mouth and introduced to him: "This is the highest guide of the Great Sun Palace, a step-by-step lotus flower."

"It turned out to be the Holy One, long-awaited."

Yibu Lianhua nodded slightly in greeting, and then continued the topic just now: "Cang, what kind of poison is in Chi Yunran's body?"

Cang took out the Xuanlong Needle and handed it over: "It is the poison of this needle."

Yibu Lianhua lowered her head and sniffed lightly. After a moment, she shook her head and said, "This smell is a poison I have never heard of before."

Seeing this, Yin Qiujun pretended to think: "Hmm..."

Naturally, Cang would not miss the change in his expression, and asked, "The bridge master is thinking?"

"Remember the girl I recommended last time? Saloman has traveled all over the world, read a lot of grass, and has considerable research on poisons. Maybe she can help."

Cang raised his eyes and asked, "Where is Saloman now?"

"She is now in the southwest suburb of Yongle Village."

"Thank you for letting me know. The two of you are visiting Tianbo Haomiao. Something important must have happened."

Bu Lianhua nodded: "The vision of the blood moon has been eliminated, but...Ji Lu Kuang escaped, and besides the sea of ​​blood, red rain fell from the sky, and the ground heard ghost music. Some people told that this vision is closely related to the Palace of Eternal Life .”

"Strange age and longevity hall?"

Cang silently chewed on this term, but Yin Qiujun's heart skipped a beat and he tried to calm himself down: "I don't know if the strange place name has anything to do with the city of Tianhuang Eternal. May I ask who the venerable heard this news from?" ?”

"This person must be no stranger to the bridge owner, it is Feng Qianxue."

"Oh?" Yin Qiujun shook his fan and said nothing.

How could she know about the Palace of Eternal Life?So how much does she know about the secrets of the Palace of Eternal Life and the City of Immortality?Hmm... With that girl's cleverness, maybe she knows more.Now that Yibu Lianhua and Cangye have known about the Palace of Longevity, he must try to contact Sharoman and revise his next action plan.

Feng Qianxue...why does she insist on getting involved in the current situation, is there something else hidden?

Yin Qiujun gradually became vigilant and apprehensive.

But I heard Cang explain to Bu Lianhua: "Xueduanji once said that 'blood rains from the sky, and ghost music is heard from the earth' will cause a catastrophe in the martial arts. It seems that there are undercurrents raging again. I wonder if there is something wrong with the bridge owner? "

"One page of the book went deep into the Fengshui forbidden area. Now that the blood moon has broken and the earth's veins have changed again, the page of the book has not returned. I am very worried."

Yibu Lianhua immediately stated: "Leave this to me."

"The Holy One also wants to go deep into the Fengshui forbidden area?"

"I'll go to meet them, even if I can't break the formation, it's an opportunity to help Brahma go out together."

"Then I will go with the holy venerable. If the situation is convenient, it will be easy to meet."

"Well, that's fine."

Yin Qiujun continued to ask about the situation of the contact between Bulaocheng and Zhao Muzun, trying to shift the focus to Boldcheng, Cang said that the priority should be to eliminate Leiyang first.

The opinions were generally unified, and when the conversation came to an end, a familiar voice came to Tianbo Haomiao through the air.

"Xian Shou, junior Feng Qianxue, please see me."

"Hmm..." Cang waved his whisk, the Xuanmen formation was activated, Feng Qianxue melted into light, and was obviously a little surprised to see the three heavyweights present.

"I have seen three seniors."

"Don't be too polite."

"Feng Qianxue, thank you for helping the Son of Heaven."

"The Holy One is serious."

"Feng Qianxue, I haven't been seen for a few days. The situation is unknown now, so you should be cautious." Yin Qiujun paused for a while as he shook his fan, his words seemed to be full of concern, but actually implied a hint of temptation and reminder.

"Thank you, Bridge Master, for your concern. I have a sense of proportion."

"I hope so. Xianshou, let's act separately."

"Cang, I also bid farewell."

Bu Lianhua and Yin Qiujun went to the Fengshui forbidden area together, leaving Feng Qianxue to face the head of Liuxian.

"The string head."

"Last time you talked about the Fengshui Forbidden Land, but you found something else?"

"Before going to Fengshui Forbidden Area, Xueduanji once gave me a piece of advice."

"Oh, what advice?"

"It may not be true to the eyes, and everything may not be in accordance with common sense. The divination ability of the blood-breaking machine is also clear, I think his words must have deep meaning."

"Hmm..." Cang carefully understood the mystery of this sentence: "Besides this, do you have any other ideas?"

Although he wanted to solve Chiyun's poisoning as soon as possible, Cang still sat down at the stone table. Feng Qianxue's expression gave him a vague premonition—maybe today's conversation will affect many things.

Feng Qianxue's expression gradually became solemn: "That's right, I want to know Xianshou's opinion on the Lord of the Twin Bridges."

"Why do you ask this question?"

"The identity of the owner of the overpass is very strange and coincidental, and the owner of the suspension bridge has become strange to me. I think that Xianshou must have his own judgment, so I want to hear Xianshou's thoughts."

"You are a person with your own opinion, why are you obsessed with my ideas?"

"Now Xianshou is supporting the overall situation together with Brahma and Holy Venerable. Xianshou's attitude to a certain extent represents the attitude of the Central Plains martial arts towards the Lord of the Twin Bridges. And this is very important to me."

"Well... I have already confirmed that Zhao Muzun is Xuanzong's traitor, Jin Liuying. As for Yin Qiujun... so far, I have not found any problems with him. What do you think of this answer?"

Feng Qianxue bit her lower lip.

She couldn't help being surprised, and she couldn't help being nervous.

Zhao Muzun is a traitor of Xuanzong, so he did not hesitate to give up his respected status as the master of Tianqiao to assassinate the talented Sun and Moon, finally there is a reasonable explanation.

"Where's the other Xuanzong traitor? Could it be Yin Qiujun?"

Feng Qianxue asked directly, Cang slightly opened his eyes and looked at her calmly: "I have no evidence."

Feng Qianxue took a deep breath: "Xiantou, can you tell me what those two traitors did to cause Xuanzong to suffer such heavy casualties?"

"You seem to be very concerned about this matter. But about Xuanzong's family, please forgive me for not going into details. I know you are worried about Yin Qiujun. If he is proved to be another traitor in the future, then they must..."

Cang suddenly stopped speaking.

Because he saw Feng Qianxue's hands forming a mysterious pose, and the ice-blue Xuanzong Dao seal slowly turning on his chest.

"Xianshou, as you can see," Feng Qianxue looked directly at Cang, "Zhe Shanjun and Mo Chenyin are my mentors, and Yin Qiujun is my savior. I have the right and the obligation to know about Xuanzong. The matter of the portal!"

Since joining the WTO, the calm and indifferent expression of the leader of the six strings has finally been strongly shaken.

"If you drink it again, you won't be afraid of alcohol poisoning."

The old man in black was lying down in the bamboo grove drinking leisurely when someone snatched the flagon away.

"Hey, before the moon is gone, I am lonely and missing, and missing is indispensable for drinking. Now that there is no lonely branch, let me keep a little bit of hobbies, right?"

Lonely turned over and sat up dissatisfied, glared at the woman in blue, and stretched out his hand to ask for it back: "Speaking of the money for the wine, it's not that you honor me, so come and return."

"Where's Big Brother?"

"I heard that Shouluo Anchen ran back to be a killer again, and now he runs around all day, trying to bring people out of Youyan Zhengfu."

"Um……"

"What have you been doing recently, running away like Yuzai and disappearing without a trace. Hey, you look so bad, why is An, being bullied?" Lonely Que shook his head in disbelief as he spoke, "No, if you don't bully others, you will be bullied." Not bad; the number of hands that can bully you can be counted."

"Is the image in my mind of a bad girl who specializes in bullying?"

"I think you are getting more and more ghostly, and there are countless things you have concealed from us. You are more cunning than when you were in the Pit of Sin."

"You can't trust people in the Pit of Sin, is this your mantra?"

"Cut...change the subject." Lonely Que tilted his head and leaned in front of her: "If you have nothing to do, don't come to the door. What do you want me to do?"

"Do you have a way to lure the illusionist?"

"Why do you want her?! Do you think she is not annoying enough?"

"Of course it works."

"If you want to find her, you must have someone worthy of her attention. If I go, it will probably end in a fight. Do you know what I mean?"

"Understood, your bad old man is not to her liking."

"I'll go! Although I'm old, many people think I'm very lucky. Have you ever seen an old man like me?"

"No matter how lucky you are, you are still a bad old man and a bachelor." Feng Qianxue stuffed the flagon back to Lone Que: "I don't have time to argue with you, help me lure the illusionist out and find a way to restrain her."

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? Directing me?"

"Your old bones will rust sooner or later if you don't move, it's better to use the residual heat. I will prepare a helper for you, veteran of the crime pit, don't fall into the hands of that nympho."

"Well... well, in view of your usual filial piety, I will run errands for you. I don't know what you are doing mysteriously, but be careful."

"I see."

After finishing the order, Feng Qianxue turned to the Great Snowfield, left the Great Snowfield at dusk, and then went to Dingyou Nest.

In 2000, Liang bought the illusionist's life and asked Shangguan to kill him by name.

Jia Minggong still looked the same. Seeing the silver eyes shining, he was busy counting the deposit when he suddenly heard a sentence: "I want to see your boss."

"Hehehe, the girl's words are interesting. Is there anyone who doesn't know the owner of Dingyou Nest?"

Feng Qianxue didn't even bother to look at him: "I'm not talking about you, you know it very well."

"Um……"

Jia Minggong's eyes became colder, but another bland male voice sounded from the account room, stopping his killing intent: "Let her meet me at Tingyun Xiaozhu."

Jia Minggong restrained his hostility and said: "We will arrange your business properly. As for the person you are looking for, it is fifty miles southeast of Shen Xinggu."

"Thank you."

……

Tingyun Xiaozhu is surrounded by water on all sides, a pool full of water lilies blooming, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the stream is clear, which is a beautiful scenery outside the world.

Huanyu Qizang shook his feather fan lightly, as if he wasn't surprised by the visitor.

"Feng Qianxue, you finally came to find me."

"Mr. Military Advisor is not what it used to be. If you want something, you can't help but come to you."

"Ha. Taking the initiative to come to the door means that you have already made your own judgment on the current situation and made a choice."

"It's serious, it's not time to make a decision."

Huanyu Qizang didn't take it seriously, picked up a chess piece, observed the chessboard, and considered where the piece should be placed: "You might as well tell me why you came here."

"I need all the information about the black-haired swordsman."

"Um... OK."

"What about the price?"

"Alien Demon Realm."

"Mr. Military Advisor sits on the husband of Youyan Zheng, and is a generation of wise men who plan against the devil, practice Emei, and even the mad dragon. Can't they deal with the devil's pursuit?"

"I don't enjoy the feeling of being stared at by a hungry wolf. What's more, this wolf has not really shown its minions and turned its cards."

"Aren't you the one who took the initiative to provoke the hungry wolf?"

"This time and that time."

"Then where did you get the confidence to think that I can?"

"Feng Qianxue, you didn't reveal your cards. People in the pit of crime never reveal themselves easily, don't they?"

"How dare you fight with an axe in front of you. But the demon world has not been lurking so far, there must be other reasons, so they can't spare the energy to deal with you." Yaowang Valley is closed, Long Su continues to hide the dragon, Feng Qianxue has already smelled the rain is coming The taste is naturally meaningful.

"I wrote down the phrase 'other reasons'." Huanyu Qizang pushed a thin sheet of paper from the table: "This is all the information about the black-haired swordsman that Zhengfu Youyan has, please feel free to Bar."

"Thank you."

Yiyi Lianhua successfully helped Yi Yishu escape from the Fengshui forbidden area, but Brahma had been trapped in the battle for a long time, without energy and air energy, and the two qi of ice and fire entered his body, causing serious injuries; and Yiyi Lianhua also suffered a lot.

It's a pity...it was not possible to take this opportunity to eradicate these two people.

Yin Qiujun walked in the forest, constantly sorting out his thoughts, thinking about how to adjust and carry out the plan.

There was a cool breeze in the forest, and the Lord of the Hanging Bridge suddenly let out a sneer: "When you come here, you should also appear, right? Swordsman."

Thick clouds rolled over, and when the sight was clear, the black-haired swordsman reappeared.

With a wooden expression and an unchanging purpose, Yin Qiujun flipped his wrist and flipped the feather fan at will, the meaning of which is thought-provoking.

"Those who live in darkness deserve to die in darkness."

In the shade of the trees, Bafang Yokono scratched the soil under his feet restlessly, and the cicada's wings were quietly ready to go.

The black-haired swordsman was unmoved.

Yin Qiujun said coldly: "If you follow me, you must have awareness!"

"Make a move!" The swordsman said concisely, without any waste of words.

Smelling the murderous aura, Bafang Yokono immediately went berserk, let out a wild roar, and Shuluo Anchen aimed at the target, ready to launch at any time.

The sea of ​​trees, the foggy forest, the falling dust, the flying cicadas, the swordsman standing still, thinking about the way to deal with the enemy, the four calculated and waited for each other, the instant of a moment is the fatal moment!

With a movement behind his back like a shadow of a dog, all directions move!

The black-haired swordsman fights three against one, the long sword comes out of the box, flying around the body, the sword energy forms a protective shield, bounces off the wings of the cicada, and also shakes the sharp claws swung by Yokono in all directions; however, the wings of the cicada after the upgrade are faster Caught off guard, he whirled in an instant and hit the swordman's heart.

Yin Qiujun immediately transformed into a cloud blade, and flew straight to the chest of the swordsman at the fastest speed.

The sword passed through his body, Yin Qiujun smiled slightly: "I have predicted that you will come from darkness and die in darkness."

But in the next moment, Yin Qiujun felt the blade of the sword lighten, and when he looked closely, there was not a single drop of blood on the wounded part of the black-haired swordsman.

The swordsman grinned, and his figure disappeared, as if he had never existed.

"How could this be?" Yin Qiujun put away the Yuntian Extreme Blade, showing a trace of anxiety: "It is clear that the vital point has been hit, but the body has completely dissipated. Even though it was injured, there was no bleeding."

Sorrowful Anchen appeared and took back the cicada's wings that had fallen to the ground, watching for a moment: "It is true that there is no trace of blood, only remnants of breath."

"It seems dead but not dead, what is going on?"

Sorrowful Anchen threw chains to trap Bafang Yokono indifferently, and left straight away: "The transaction has been completed, your problem is not in this transaction."

Yin Qiujun stayed where he was, puzzled: "The suspicious swordsman... I can be sure that he must die, but why did he disappear completely? Could it be a trick to escape? If he is not dead, it will be extremely disadvantageous to me. Hmm...No matter what, go to Yundu Mountain first."

The blue figure gradually receded, and in the depths of the woods, the black-haired swordsman had an ethereal figure, as if the blue clouds that could not be condensed were about to dissipate; a palm force came from behind, merging the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth, condensing the illusory mind, and the swordsman followed the trend Sit cross-legged on the floor.

"Yin-Yang Edict. Wonderful Law Endless. Suppressing Soul Curse."

A steady stream of Taoist profound energy poured in from the heavenly spirit, and the swordsman absorbed it to his heart's content, his body gradually stabilized, and his eyes became alive.

Feng Qianxue withdrew her palms and returned her breath, met the swordsman's puzzled eyes, and said, "Why did the swordsman target Yin Qiujun?"

"kill."

"The reason?"

"..."

"do not remember?"

"..."

"Where did the swordsman come from, and why did he go?"

"..."

"It seems that I don't remember either. Let me ask another way, the name 'Talking about Wuyu', do you have any impression?"

"Hmm..." The swordsman's eyes froze, as if he was trying to remember, but he couldn't grasp the key point.

Feng Qianxue simply began to recite a chapter and sentence that once caused a storm in the martial arts world: "The depth of the sea of ​​demons, the Tathagata vows to the end, the rhyme of Lanruo, the holy voice of the lotus flower."

The black-haired swordsman lowered his head slowly, as if in pain.

Seeing this, Feng Qianxue continued to chant: "A person without desires is really refined, a body of a hundred years, and a world of mortals for a thousand years."

"Ah..." The swordsman rested his hand on the center of his eyebrows, and the chaotic memory was stirred by the familiar lines.

"The road to the Ganges, morning bells and evening drums, the road to the other shore, regretting the past. The road to the Ganges, alone, the road to the other shore, a sad song..."

"what--!!!"

Suddenly dust and dust flew up, the swordsman raised his head and screamed, Feng Qianxue changed his hand gestures, and then performed the Xuanmen thaumaturgy: "The Requiem Curse!"

The severe pain gradually moved outward from the depths of his mind, and slowly condensed between his eyebrows. Broken memories were revolving in his heart. With the power of the spell, the pain was pulled away from the eyebrows like a thread.

When he opened his eyes again, his vision was clear.

"Swordsman..." Feng Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that we can have a good talk. Next, how to stabilize your body and consciousness?"

The swordsman got up and said calmly, "Ban Douping."

"How many days will it take?"

"One day."

"Very good, it seems that we have reached a preliminary tacit agreement. Mingye Yinshi, please go to Tiandouyuan, I need your help."

The swordsman didn't answer, but asked instead: "Yin Qiujun?"

"I have my way of handling it, please leave it to me."

"it is good."

The cold wind gusts, and the swordsman disappears into light. Feng Qianxue looks at the palm that still has the swordsman's breath, but doesn't feel relaxed.

It was just an attempt at first, but unexpectedly it aroused his memory. He must have spent too much effort when creating "Yi Lian Tuo Sheng Pin", and the life experience he poured into can be seen between the lines.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the light emerges from the filth.

Black-haired swordsman, your presence is a blessing.

On Yundu Mountain, sitting cross-legged on a page of a book and adjusting one's breath, the two icy and cold forces in the body collided with each other, causing unspeakable suffering.

The master of the hanging bridge stood by and never disturbed.

"Uh... poof!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and a page of the book shook, obviously the situation was not good.

"One page, are you alright?" Yin Qiujun stepped forward to check worriedly.

"Oh, my injury is more serious than I expected. Within three days, I'm afraid it will be difficult to use force."

"This...is there anything Yin Qiujun can help with?"

At this time, Liuxianzhishou and Feng Qianxue also came to Yundu Mountain.

Cang asked in surprise, "One page, your injury?"

Brahma briefly explained: "It was careless at the moment. We must be more cautious about breaking the Fengshui forbidden area. For now, it is better to postpone it."

"Senior Yiyingshu, I know someone who is quite proficient in various organ formations. Maybe finding her will be helpful." Feng Qianxue saluted and expressed her suggestion by the way.

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Illusionist. She is also a person who came from the pit of evil. Although she is a bad person, her level of research on mechanisms and formations is indeed commendable."

"Hmm..." Cang seemed to be moved: "From what you said, I have a lot of trust in her ability."

"Aside from moral issues, she is a rare talent. When it comes to formations, I think she is probably no less than the first."

One page of the book pondered for a moment: "Well, then please go and find the illusionist. The Zigong family has Qin Jiaxian to take care of it, so there should be no problem. As for the city of immortality..."

The three of them discussed for a while about getting rid of Laiyang, and Brahma needed to continue recuperating, so Cang and Yin Qiujun said goodbye.

Feng Qianxue and Yin Qiujun were on the same road, and when they said goodbye, they quickly exchanged a look with the leader of the six strings.

"I heard that you and Zigong Taiyi broke into the Fengshui forbidden area a few days ago."

After walking a long distance, Yin Qiujun suddenly asked a question.

"Yes."

"How do you feel?"

"What you see may not be true, and everything may not be in accordance with common sense." Feng Qianxue did not answer directly, but brought out the words of blood cut off.

Yin Qiujun suddenly tightened his fingers holding the fan, and then relaxed a little: "Oh? It seems that your experience is very deep."

"Didn't the owner of the bridge go in before? I can sense it, and the owner of the bridge will naturally not miss it."

"Ha, you've made a circle with me. Is that illusionist really as capable as you said?"

"At least in terms of organ formations, she is one of the top experts. It's just..."

"how?"

"In a word, the hobby is bad. It's too bad for me to say."

"Then do you have any clues to her whereabouts?"

"A few days ago, she appeared in Tiandouyuan, I plan to follow it up."

"Well... I have advised you not to get involved in the chaos several times, but if you try to persuade me now, you will not listen to it. In short, be careful in everything."

"Thank you, Bridge Master, for reminding me, I'm leaving first, and I'm leaving."

"Please."

Feng Qianxue turned and left, Yin Qiujun raised his fan to half cover his face, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes that was too fast to catch.

Could it be that she noticed that the Fengshui forbidden land seems to follow the five elements, but in fact it is arranged against the five elements in a formation of life and harm?Impossible... Her cultivation cannot reach that level.

But what is the meaning of those words?

Ok……

Yin Qiujun's fingers tightened and relaxed repeatedly, and finally he pinched the fan handle tightly.

Feng Qianxue... can't stay any longer!

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