The bright moon sits on the ground

Seeing the dark and steep mountain sinking into the ground slowly, the sky split by it seems to become blurred, the difference between dusk and dawn gradually becomes indiscernible, and the stars are dotted among the silks and satins rolled by the morning glow,? Flowed by the wind.

Chang Jinyu was still hovering around the formation, like a lone wolf waiting for an opportunity, constantly spying, looking for opportunities to take advantage of.

If he can find another way to enter Kunlun, there is no need to doubt it. He will definitely change his strategy without hesitation.

Ever since Nie Qiu came to Kunlun, he first learned the secret of Zuihuanmen from Duan Que, and then he has been entangled by the villagers all the time, so now he is free, ?Go over and observe the light blue barrier carefully.

However, with the villagers staring at him behind him, he didn't dare to touch the formation blatantly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he, the "Immortal Baixuan", was shut out by the formation, Nie Qiu would not be able to explain it clearly.

Chang Jinyu noticed Nie Qiu approaching, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, suddenly remembered something, lowered his voice, and said: "Nie Qiu, do you remember that I asked You have a question, and you haven't answered me yet."

He didn't give Nie Qiu time to recall, and said to himself: "What I'm asking is, why can your blood open Kunlun?"

Nie Qiu remembered,? This was the question he asked after the group of them entered Xuanpu Hall and reunited with Chang Jinyu.

At that time, he really didn't know why his blood could open Kunlun, so he told Chang Jinyu very bluntly that he couldn't answer this question, but, not long after, he learned about this question from the Kunlun fairy s answer.

"It is not the so-called 'key' that opens the gate of Kunlun, but the aura remaining on it."

"Nie Qiu, it's not your blood that opens the door, but Bai Xuan's aura hidden in the Three Pots of Moon."

Therefore, the blood carrying the aura flowed into the depression that should have been embedded in the mask, and Kunlun opened the door to him.

Nie Qiu repeated the words, and then understood what Chang Jinyu's eyes meant when he looked at him.

Since this formation is based on aura to distinguish gods and mortals, and the aura in the phoenix flower is too thin, then if Nie Qiulai, who is pregnant with Sanhuyue and Baixuan aura, tries to enter the formation , what happens again?

Nie Qiu didn't know, Chang Jinyu didn't know, no one knew what would happen, so he had to try.

"I'm going to draw the attention of those villagers, so you can take advantage of the chaos and get in touch with the formation." Chang Jinyu said, then turned around and walked towards the group of villagers who were busy looking away. He didn't know what he did, and soon, Nie Qiu heard a commotion behind him.

Chang Jinyu is always good at being the person in the center of the storm, drawing everyone's attention to him.

Thinking so, Nie Qiu rolled up his cuffs to the crook of his arms, revealing the traces of the three crescent moons, and then stretched out his hand towards the barrier.

That layer of light blue light was swimming slowly, as agile as water, and looked gentle and harmless. Even though Nie Qiu's fingertips got closer and closer, it didn't react in the slightest, as if the one just now had been completely crushed. Broken finches have nothing to do with it.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Nie Qiu can even feel the remnant aura of Sanqing on his wrist resonating with this formation.

At this moment, Duan Que, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stopped him.

"Guardian Nie." Nie Qiu paused and looked at Duan Que. Her expression was still so cold, her eyes were floating and unable to see through any light. The world described her as a beautiful puppet walking around the world dragging her skin. Not without reason, the pair of lips opened and closed, and a sentence rolled out from the throat, "You have done me a favor, so I have to say these words to you."

"If you can cross this barrier with your blood, then what do you think Master Chang will do to you?"

Nie Qiu's gaze unconsciously shifted to the small corpse that was crushed into dregs. If he hadn't seen its former appearance with his own eyes, no one would associate it with birds. He thought to himself, Will Chang Jinyu use him like this?

There was a lot of noise behind him, but he stood where he was, but felt a chill down his spine, as if someone was constantly looking at him.

can you?Nie Qiu asked himself again, and then he naturally thought of what Fang Qisheng had said.

"I was accepted as an apprentice by Chang Jinyu. When I returned to the head of the Demon Cult, I found an inn to rest my feet. I fell asleep on the bed in a dazed state. He slept on the outside, and I slept on the inside... I woke up the next day. When I came here, I found a dagger under Chang Jinyu's pillow."

"There is no sheath, the blade is sharp, facing inward, and it is facing my direction all night."

For Chang Jinyu, Nie Qiu is Chang Deng's apprentice, a person who is related to Fang Qisheng, and a person who has inextricable connections with Kunlun. At the same time, he is also a stranger, and he has only known each other for a few days time man.How can such a person not give up?

Kunlun is mysterious and unpredictable. After returning, Chang Jinyu only needs to make up a lie and tell them that Nie Qiu accidentally fell into the abyss, or that he was killed by those gods—anyway, no one can tell the truth. What you say is the truth.

Nie Qiu barely maintained his mind, let the boiling emotions calm down, and finally said a word: "What does Sect Leader Duan think?"

Duan Que said: "If your blood has the same effect as the phoenix flower, I think Master Chang will probably ask you to bleed him. Of course, he will definitely not step into Kunlun alone, and he must take you there. If it subsides, he will continue to let you bleed. In the end, you will feel weak in limbs and dizzy. If you continue to provide blood to Chang Jiaozhu, you will die of excessive blood loss. If you do not provide blood to Chang Jiaozhu Master, he will be completely crushed by this formation, and he will die without a whole body."

Although she didn't describe it too much, Nie Qiu could still imagine that scene.

At that time, he had lost too much blood and had no room to resist. Chang Jinyu would forcibly squeeze his blood out of the imprint of Sanhuyue, dip it on his body, and take his still warm corpse to step over The blood-stained road, keep going.

It wasn't that Nie Qiu insisted on judging Chang Jinyu maliciously. He knew that if it was Chang Jinyu, he might really be able to do such a thing.

To be able to get close to the truth that has been sought for many years, what's the point of having one more life in the hands that are already stained with blood?

Fang Qisheng and Huang Sheng may not really understand this, but if these words are said by the head of the Drunken Huan Sect who is closely related to the Demon Cult, Nie Qiu has to be careful. Weigh it before making a decision.

Nie Qiu turned his head, just in time to meet Chang Jinyu's gaze.The expressions on both sides were very calm, Nie Qiu seemed to be just looking to see if the villagers were being drawn away, and Chang Jinyu seemed to just glance in doubt because he hadn't moved for a long time.

It was only a moment, Chang Jinyu looked at the villagers again, and Nie Qiu looked at the formation in front of him again.

"Master Duan, thank you for your reminder." Nie Qiu smiled slightly, moved his stiff arms, and approached the light blue light, he said, "However, this trip to Kunlun was not forced by the seniors. I insisted on coming."

"The sect master may have forgotten that although the senior is powerful, only I can feel the aura. If what the sect master said really happens, I will give him the blood that does not contain the aura before then." Having said all this, Nie Qiu didn't continue, but said, "Also, maybe it's intuition, I don't think I will be able to pass through this formation."

Speaking of this, Nie Qiu's hand happened to touch the barrier, and the patterns overlapped and rippled.

The barrier showed no signs of pushing in. Nie Qiu secretly sighed, knowing that he could not be the fish that slipped through the net. After all, those gods knew that he could enter Kunlun without a key. How could they forget his special case?

The aura belonging to Sanqing that remained on his wrist, as a striking mark, kept him out of the formation.

When Nie Qiu was about to withdraw his hand, he felt a hot breath blowing over his wrist. Immediately, his vision was blurred for a moment, filled with the light blue light. After a few breaths, the scene in front of him gradually changed. clear up.

Duan Que, who was standing aside, saw Nie Qiu stretch out his hand towards the barrier. The indestructible formation did not open the door for him under his touch, just like when Chang Jinyu touched it.Nie Qiu had a disappointed expression on his face, Duan Que thought he was going to withdraw his hand, because Chang Jinyu who had quietly approached had already seen this scene, but Nie Qiu froze in place.

Duan Que followed his line of sight and saw that the pitch-black mountain was still sinking, no different from before.

is there anything thereShe thought, could it be that Nie Qiu saw something that ordinary people cannot see?

As Duan Que thought, after the light faded, Nie Qiu did see something that he hadn't seen before.

The seven star kings hang above Kunlun, Pojun, Wuqu, Tanlang, Lianzhen, Wenqu, Jumen, and Lucun. They are separated by a certain distance from each other.Spears, Wuqu sacrifices the astrolabe, Tanlang sacrifices the double knives, Lianzhen sacrifices the scroll, Wenqu sacrifices the folding fan, Jumen sacrifices the Kui drum, Lucun sacrifices the cloud map, even if you look at it from a distance, Nie Qiu can also feel the dignified atmosphere.

Evil energy gushes out from Kunlun Mountain, climbing upwards, trying to escape from here, but is forcefully suppressed back.

It's not just the evil energy, there is something wriggling in the evil energy, those irrational beasts, instinctively wanting to escape, under the suppression of the Seven Stars, they were completely crushed in an instant, fell down, and turned into Pools of black blood pools.

It's the same fate as the bird that fell into the formation ignorantly.Looking at it, Nie Qiu seemed to understand the whole story.

No matter how powerful the Qixing formation is, the blood splashes like a torrential rain, but there are too many ferocious beasts infected by evil spirits, they have to concentrate on staring at Kunlun to keep the evil spirits that are constantly gushing out firmly in the prison. caged.

And in the center of the formation surrounded by seven stars, there is another familiar figure, with dark skin, like a rock, with golden patterns flowing all over his body, red.With his upper body naked, Nie Qiu can call out his name without careful identification - Kunlun Xianjun, Liang Kunwu.

He held a strange sword in his hand, the whole body was silver and white, with a graceful and smooth arc, like a waterfall flying straight down.

There seemed to be a layer of fine inscriptions on it, and it was too far away for Nie Qiu to see what was written on it.

Chang Jinyu asked, "Did you see something?"

Nie Qiu's lips moved, and just as he was about to answer, he caught a glimpse of Liang Kunwu slowly raising his arm.

The cold light tore through the starry night and was stronger than the glow of the sun. Nie Qiu first saw the silver light flashing by and flying towards Kunlun. Wherever it passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the evil spirit dissipated. After that, the sound was loud but not harsh. The sound of the sword's cry flooded into the cochlea.

It is not silent, not silent, when it sounds, it will overwhelm all the sounds in the world.

It's just that this formation erases all the sounds and all the dangers, and only Nie Qiu can hear them.

He knew that this was the last sword.

Because after Liang Kunwu swung his sword, he put away the silver-white long sword.

And the seven Xingjun who were waiting in full force finally breathed a sigh of relief, each of them made a tactic, and put their weapons back.

Kunlun wasn't sinking, Nie Qiu thought, it was gradually disappearing until the top of the mountain was flattened.

Duan Que's slightly surprised voice sounded: "Why is the speed of the mountain's sinking suddenly faster, if it continues like this..."

She didn't need to say it, everyone was watching, watching the mountain peak quickly withdraw from their sight until they couldn't see any trace of the past. It seemed that there had been flat land since thousands of years ago, and there had never been Steep mountains that block traffic.

When Kunlun disappeared completely, Nie Qiucai finally felt some complex and indescribable emotions.

He looked up and saw that the seven Xingjun and Kunlun Xianjun, together with the strange celestial phenomenon that the sun and the moon were in the same sky, had disappeared.

It seems that this world has always been like this. Myths are just fictional stories made up by people. Immortal art is just an excuse made by pedantic people for themselves. Kunlun only exists in dreams.