[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

The country cast a long piano statue, hoping to win by sacrificing human sacrifices, but the statue was cast, and the state of Chu was destroyed.The king of Qin wanted to melt down the statue, but Li Sijin said that the gods should not be disrespected. The prince Changqin is the ancestor of Chu, and the state of Chu has been destroyed.

This statue of the prince's long piano was placed in Baiyue. After thousands of years of wind, rain and war, it is still intact to this day. Even the hanging wire copper bell in front of the hall can make a sound.

And the four stone statues in the front hall were carved by Liu Bang in the Han Dynasty.There are rumors that King Xiang of Chu destroyed Qin because of the entry into the world of a general under the command of the Changqin School. Xiang Yu killed himself in Wujiang and the Han Dynasty was founded. Liu Bang wanted to carve a statue of him in order to comfort his spirit, because he didn't know who it was Then, all four of them were engraved and enshrined in front of the Changqin statue.

Murong Ziying felt a little turmoil in her heart. The prince Changqin seemed calm and self-sufficient, but in fact he had a deep obsession. No matter who he was looking for in this trip, the purpose was to find his former self, the real god.

"This is you." Murong Ziying said, raised her hand and shook it in the void, "If I can get you like this, I will have no regrets in this life."

Huaiwei shook the teacup and smiled: "I really don't understand now, are you too rational or completely crazy, I thought that little Murong should concentrate on rebuilding Qionghua."

Murong Ziying said: "You think you are right."

Huaiwei couldn't continue talking again, he put down his teacup, got up and said: "I came here to find the music officer who was under me when I was in heaven, she knew a news about my life and death, she asked me to meet here, but now I don't see you I have to find her, judging from the traces here, she just left not long ago."

Murong Ziying said: "Have you returned to the heaven?"

"No." Huai Wei said firmly: "Every time she went down to the world to play, it was for more than ten years, and she would never miss the appointment."

Murong Ziying said: "It seems that you are going to leave now, so let's say goodbye."

The two left the temple one after another, turned their backs, Huaiwei walked on the gravel road with his hands behind his back, the sound of footsteps echoed slightly between the high walls, walking side by side with Mu Zitong, but he was alone.

Mu Zitong turned the umbrella around, and asked with a smile: "Murong Jun really can't ask for the young master. Since he was married to Feng's daughter, why doesn't he want to hold him in his arms?"

Huai Wei said coldly: "You are no longer a human being, so don't worry about the world."

"The young master is not human either." Mu Zitong laughed, "Nor is Murong-jun."

Huaiwei stopped in her tracks, looking at the vast sea of ​​green trees and flowers outside the ruined wall: "He has a friendship with me for three generations, how can he be deceived and implicated for no reason. I have no love between men and women for him, and he has not let me take advantage of it." the value of."

"If you can't ask for it, you won't know the taste of the marrow, and you won't know the love to the bone." Su Bai's wide sleeves swayed slightly, the corners of the clothes were rolled up, the ring ring was crisp, and his arms were slightly hoarse. Get addicted to it, you can't extricate yourself."

He raised his left hand, and gently blew away a wisp of scorching air, and the palm of his hand immediately burst into a bright red flame of blood. Only the weak water of Fenglin Prefecture can extinguish the flame of the Phoenix Emperor Suzaku's blood.

Mu Zitong let out a scream, and hurriedly backed away. She was about to be burned out of her wits by the fire, Huaiwei put her in the umbrella, released her fingertips from the fire, and the whole temple was instantly engulfed in flames.

The bronze god statue was instantly melted into golden red copper water, the hall collapsed and collapsed, layers of ruins were washed away by the copper water, scorching waves rose up, and the heat rushed to the sky, shaking Huaiwei's white clothes, wide sleeves bulging, His black hair fluttered like white butterflies on a sea of ​​flames.

He flicked his sleeve vigorously, turned around with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the gray flower forest step by step. The golden red hot water was behind him, but he couldn't catch up with his footsteps.

Walking out of the flower forest leisurely, she saw Murong Ziying who was looking for someone everywhere, covered her lips slightly and smiled, and walked into the dense flower shadows.

"Don't hide." Murong Ziying looked at the figure in the flower tree and said urgently, "There is a village under this mountain, it will be burned to the ground."

Huai Wei said: "Then you go and put it out."

"You..." Murong Ziying didn't tangle with him, she summoned the sword with her tactic, and flew away.

Huai Wei sternly said: "You can't do it at all, are you going to be that fire moth?"

Murong Ziying stopped on top of the thousands of flowers, smiled slightly, and then turned around, looking at the person in white clothes floating among the flowers, her face was as cold as ice and snow.

Huai Wei lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, the stream of fire was instantly icy cold, as if a heavy rain had just fallen, he held up his umbrella and walked out of the flower forest slowly.

Red umbrella, white flowers, but the eyes are gray.

Times

The village under the Lord Suzaku is a place where evil spirits gather.

It was late at night, and Murong Ziying was walking alone in the village. There was no one on the road, and the doors of every house were closed. It was so quiet that there seemed to be no living beings.

Murong Ziying probed around, only to discover that this place is a gathering place with extremely bad geomantic omens, where corpses are kept and ghosts are hidden, and dead energy is condensed. The living things should not be close, but there is such a big village.

He suddenly understood that the Suzaku Temple was built here for the purpose of suppressing evil spirits.

There was already the sound of water under the feet, puddles of water formed very quickly on the ground, the bright moon was in the sky, but it seemed to be raining heavily, the darkness was so thick that it condensed into water, which surged up rapidly, and within a few hours, it would be full It covered the entire valley, and this evil spirit is definitely not something that humans can bear, it can turn this place into a dead place in a moment.

The moonlight quickly dimmed, and the dark water rose up like a living thing. Murong Ziying flew up to the tallest wooden tower in the village, gathered the righteousness of the spirits, and used the sword to break the feng shui situation forcibly.

Murong Ziying was not completely sure that the Suzaku Temple suppressed the Yin Land for thousands of years, and it was released suddenly. He had no choice but to stop it. He could only try to break the feng shui situation, otherwise he would not be able to save many people in this village.The Earth Immortal is also absolutely strong in the human world, but when it comes to matters related to the prince Changqin, he is powerless. Even the weakest god, with just a thought, is far better than all his cultivation.

The shadow of the sword is fantastic, the strong wind is fierce, the evil spirit moves the blue silk and white sleeves, and the hunting sounds, almost engulfing Murong Ziying, thousands of sword qi unite and cut towards the weakest part of the valley, the sound of the sword roars, unstoppable, Countless evil spirits emerged from the yin and evil water, rushing forward to block the sword, their souls were scattered like smoke, and their shrill screams echoed in the valley. This scene must be scared to death.

The Yin Sha water overflowed faster, and the life in the valley rotted lifelessly. Someone in the village shouted in horror, trying to light a lamp, but it was extinguished in a flash, and was eroded into dry bones. Tens of thousands of evil spirits are entwined with the sword, Murong Ziying suddenly seals and disperses the sword energy, the fine blade strangles the fighting ghosts.

Yin Shashui jumped up and attacked Murong Ziying, he flew back and retreated, landed on the top of a tree, sheathed his sword.

At the same time, a formation filled with heavy sword energy was covered in the sky. Thirteen people pressed down on the formation, holding swords and falling down. There were also two supervisors with higher cultivation levels hanging over the formation. I don't know which sect it is.Taking advantage of the gap between their solid formation, Murong Ziying turned into a sword, and saw the gloomy light passing through, and rescued all the people in the village who were not killed in an instant.

With such a cultivation base and such a graceful demeanor, the people who set up the formation were taken aback for a moment, and the two supervisors shouted at the same time, and then they concentrated again.

Murong Ziying rescued those people, when the wind stood on the top of the trees outside the formation, her clothes fluttered like a fairy ascending from a feather.He looked coldly at the panicked villagers and the cultivator who was looking up at him while he was busy, without saying a word.

No one felt that he should comfort those people, or explain the current situation. He was so desolate, and he should have been revered as a god and looked down on the common people.

After the formation was established, the two cultivators who supervised the formation came down, both young men with weak crowns, and one of them saluted Murong Ziying: "In Xiatianyong City, the first disciple Yun Qing and the second disciple Yun Rong are also asking seniors for advice. "

Yun Rong saluted with a sword in hand, and said respectfully: "Senior."

Murong Ziying nodded, and said: "This is a gathering place for extreme evil spirits. It has been suppressed by the Suzaku Temple for thousands of years. Today, the temple was destroyed, which caused the evil spirits to rise to the sky."

The two looked at each other, Yun Qing bit her lips nervously, and asked, "Senior, do you know who destroyed the temple?"

Murong Ziying said: "It's a friend of mine."

Yun Rong immediately became wary, Yun Qing raised his hand to hold him, clenched his sword tightly, and asked: "Since Senior saved those villagers, he would not have malicious intentions, what is Senior's plan?"

Murong Ziying sighed slightly: "This formation can last about three days, the person holding the formation is waiting here, you follow me to find him."

The two of them were not Murong Ziying's opponents at all, but if Murong Ziying went alone, they would definitely follow.

Yun Qingli said: "Thank you, senior."

Murong Ziying flew down and announced the Taoist name, going ahead first.He was able to trace Mu Zitong's ghostly aura, and it was not difficult to find Huaiwei, I'm afraid it would take too long for him to release the Yin Sha for other purposes.

The person they are looking for is still in the south of the Five Ridges, where the dense forests and mountains undulate like blue seas, the mountains and rivers are lingering, the four seasons are warm and cool, the sun is covered by green bamboos, and the flowers and butterflies are forever spring.

The gurgling water reflects the shadow of the bamboo house. The bamboo house is spotless, and someone inside is writing music. Standing outside the door and watching, I can see a woman in Tsing Yi with a high bun and her back is graceful.

Huaiwei looked at the well-grown bamboo branches beside him, and put down the hand that was holding it up.All living creatures in the human world will be affected by the scorching gas that he cannot control. Plants as fragile as flowers and plants will wither directly, but dead things will not. Mu Zitong is also a dead thing.

It's too quiet here, so quiet that people dare not speak or breathe.Huai Wei looked at his feet, walked in step by step, the bamboo heart was empty, the sound of footsteps was like a harp, every step was like joy.

The Green Feather Parrot looked at the two people in the room from the window lattice, and suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the bamboo forest.

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