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Rubbed his white fur, soft hair, it was the illusion of a fox's fluffy head, and it felt great.

After making a fuss for a while, Zhao Shoucai got down from Zhao Rongan's body. He held Zhao Rongan's hand and said, "Master, I miss me so much. I begged for a long time before Master Ling let me come here to see you. Unfortunately, I can only come here to see you." Come here with a phantom, and let me show you the way."

This formation is laid out relying on the power of the Divine Enlightenment Hall, and there are countless changes in the formation.Considering that many of the people who came to participate in the Wanfa Pavilion trial were casual cultivators who had not been formally trained in immortal cultivation, this formation mainly tested the character of the participants, and it could not be broken open by force, and there was not much danger.

Zhao Shoucai transformed into a white fox spirit. It was white and glowing all over, and walked in front, followed by Zhao Rongan.

The white fox slyly wandered in the courtyard of Zhao's mansion, took the direction of the eight trigrams, and left the vestibule at Gen's Shengmen.As soon as Zhao Rongan stepped away from the Zhao Mansion, the scene around him changed again, and he was already in a peach blossom forest.

The flowers in the forest are in full bloom, the wind and the moon are just in time, and the petals are flying among them, which makes people feel happy.The white fox was walking along the path in the forest. Zhao Rong'an saw many casual cultivators in the forest. They closed their eyes, sitting or lying down, all immersed in their own illusions.Some looked calm, some were terrified and dignified, and they didn't know what they saw.

At the end of the forest, there is a giant white cherry tree, just when the wind blows, the falling petals are like snow, falling on the person under the tree.Mu Qi turned around to look at Zhao Rongan, and smiled slightly.

The white fox jumped onto the tree, stretched out its claws to play, and pulled down many residual flowers.Zhao Rong'an walked in and greeted Mu Qi, and Mu Qi replied, "Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Rong'an was a little surprised to hear that Mu Qi didn't call him brother Zhao anymore, but he should be on the same level as Ling Xi.

"Mu Qi, did you find anything?"

Mu Qi shook his head and said: "I was in the formation just now, and I have searched all the people in the formation, and there is no trace of death, but Tianmen Feng Pingyuan did not come in."

Zhao Rong'an thought about it, and when he was about to say something, he heard a voice: "It's okay, Ling Zhan is in the outer city, he also knows some medicine and poison, Feng Pingyuan can't do anything to him."

This was Ling Chu's voice, and his trace of consciousness followed Zhao Rongan into the battle to prevent accidents.When Zhao Shoucai heard the sound from the tree, he immediately froze. He had met his nemesis.

While speaking, a huge wind blew up, and the pale petals fluttered suddenly, which was an unusual premonition.

"Someone in the formation woke up, and he came here." Ling Chu said.

Mu Xi took out his sword and said, "Uncle Zhao, you do your own thing first, and I will deal with it."

Zhao Rong'an used the technique to remove the shape, and led the white fox to drive away invisibly.

Mu Qi stood under the cherry blossom tree, motionless, while someone chanted a popular song and came all the way.That is Mr. Zhuang who is very talkative, or called - Zhuang Shijun.

Zhuang Shijun was very happy to see Mu Qi, he walked briskly and smiled, as happy as seeing an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Oh, I remember you. I saw you in the square during the daytime trial. Your aptitude is amazing, and the cyan spar is brightened by you. Ouch, that's impressive!"

It's still so familiar, familiar like a mask, making it difficult to see the depth.

"I'm Meng Qi." Mu Qi didn't dare to be careless, he bowed before taking his sword away.

Zhuang Shijun also immediately reported his family name. He said that he came from the snow-capped mountains and had never seen such a warm place. He planned to have a good time even if he didn’t pass the test. look.

Mu Qi didn't know what to say, so he kept silent, his nerves tensed, recalling the dead puppet that appeared in Yizhou, and suddenly said a word.

Mu Qi said: "Do you know magic tricks? It would be great if you can create a chessboard here, we can play a game of chess."

Mu Qi's words were very abrupt, interrupting the other party's enthusiastic speech, but Zhuang Shijun was not angry, he tilted his head, acted cutely, and readily agreed.

Zhuang Shijun's technique is very simple, he waved his hand, without even singing, a chessboard and chess pieces appeared under the tree.

That's the breath technique, and Mu Qi's doubts became more serious.If Zhuang Shijun is a monk of death energy, how did he use the birth breath technique?If he is a living monk, then what happened to the dead puppet that appeared in Rugui Inn?It's a paradox!

Zhuang Shijun didn't seem to see any entanglement in Mu Qi, he naturally took his seat and invited them to join the chess game.

"Mr. Meng, please go first." Zhuang Shijun was personable, unexpectedly aristocratic in his unremarkable appearance.

Mu Qi took his sword and sat down, and said, "Let's guess first."

"Young Master Meng is being polite." Zhuang Shijun said, grabbing a handful of chess pieces with a smile.

Mu Qi put a chess piece on the chessboard and guessed that the number of chess pieces in the opponent's hand was an odd number.Zhuang Shijun spread his hands to let Mu Xi see how many chess pieces he had caught, and said calmly: "I caught three, Mr. Meng guessed it right, it's an odd number."

Mu Xi didn't know whether it was Zhuang Shijun's illusion or if he really guessed it right, but since the other party wanted to be courteous, he would stop being polite.He holds the sunspot and lands on the upper right 'star' position, and the chess game begins.

Here Mu Qi pulled Zhuang Shijun into the chess game, and Zhao Rongan walked back to the peach blossom forest in stealth, and Baihu led him to a giant scythe.

This sickle was dark and cold, with a blood-red glare. This was the third time Zhao Rongan had seen it.

The first time I saw this scythe was in Cheng's territory, Cheng Yiyang sealed the crack of death energy, and took the opportunity to enter a strange land with Ling Chu.

The second time was at Rugui Inn, Cheng Yiyang displayed a giant scythe to create momentum for Xiao Ran, and almost made Mu Qi a murderer.

Zhao Rong'an recalled this character and felt that it was an important starting point.However, it is really difficult for the guardian of the artifact to approach Cheng Yiyang without disturbing the scythe.

At this time, Ling Chu spoke again: "I heard that the artifact has spirits, but it will be suppressed by stronger instruments. Do you want to try it?"

Zhao Rong felt blessed to his heart, and cooperated with Ling Chu to start the teleportation formation, and Jiu Yan appeared in front of him with a whoosh.

The black knife turned into a long sword, and his body was completely burning with golden flames.Jiu Yan saw another divine soldier beside him, and immediately rushed over with great arrogance, circled the scythe twice, and the red light of the scythe immediately dimmed.Zhao Rong'an drove Jiuyan to suppress it forcibly, the giant scythe felt powerless, and retreated aside.

"I'm just asking something, and I won't hurt your master." Zhao Rong'an had an outstanding appearance, and spoke softly. He moderately comforted the scythe, and the scythe finally stopped struggling and stopped completely.

Zhao Rong'an couldn't peek into Cheng Yiyang's dream, but from the serious expression on the other side's face, it could be seen that it was not an easy dream.

Zhao Rongan touched Cheng Yiyang's forehead with his fingertips, and Cheng Yiyang's eagle eyes suddenly opened, but the pupils had no luster, and they were already controlled by Zhao Rongan.

"My servant, Cheng Yiyang."

"Criminal for what?"

"The situation of guarding Stranger Things is unfavorable, and the gods of Dujiange will be lost."

"What god is it?"

"Excalibur Nine Flames."

When Jiu Yan heard his name, he leaned a little, looking very gossip.

"Has Jiu Yan been in a strange place all the time?"

"Jiuyan was originally sealed under the main building of the Dujian Pavilion. After the death qi crack broke out, he was transferred to the Stranger Way to help suppress the death qi."

"Then what's under the main building of Dujian Pavilion?"

When Zhao Rong'an asked this question, Cheng Yiyang didn't answer immediately. He frowned tightly, as if he was very resistant to answering.

Zhao Rongan was afraid of hurting Cheng Yiyang, so he didn't tighten his control, but asked some other irrelevant questions, Cheng Yiyang answered them one by one, and calmed down again.Zhao Rong'an tried again, from the operating mode of the Cheng family's territory, asked about the operating mechanism in the Dujian Pavilion, and Cheng Yiyang answered correctly.

But as soon as he said that it was under the main building of Dujian Pavilion, Cheng Yiyang's reaction immediately became louder, like a torture.

At the same time, Cheng Yiyang's giant scythe began to vibrate and resist regardless of being suppressed by Jiu Yan.Zhao Rongan guessed that his relevant memories seemed to be under a shackle, and no one was allowed to read them.

The well-protected memory should be the handwriting of Du Jiange. Who did this, and by what means?Zhao Rongan clearly felt that he had to go to Dujiange to find out the ins and outs.

'It's a pity that Jiuyan can't speak and has been sleeping for a long time, otherwise I can ask him many things. Zhao Rongan sighed, released the control, and planned to evacuate.

There was another strong wind in the battle field, and the pale cherry petals fell on Zhao Rongan's shoulders, which surprised him.The location of the cherry blossom tree was extremely far away from him, and after several transmission formations, the cherry blossom petals actually penetrated here.

"Shou Cai, let's go back and see Mu Qi."

The white fox yelped and rushed back.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Ling Chu asked Zhao Rongan to leave the formation depending on the situation, saying that he had asked King Ling Xi to focus on observing Mu Qi's position again, and was always ready to face the battle.

When Zhao Rong'an arrived, the chess game was already halfway through, and the battle on the board was intense. Mu Qi's eleven sons in the lower left corner had become useless, and they were fighting with Zhuang Shijun for control of the big dragon in the chessboard.Surrounding them was a faint sword aura, and a cherry blossom puppet was about to move.Their battle was fierce beyond the chess game.

When the situation was severe, Zhao Rong'an didn't dare to disturb, he took advantage of the time the two of them devoted to it, scanned the audience, and found that just as Mu Qi said, there was no trace of death in the formation.

The market was tight, and Zhuang Shijun, who had just made a bet, asked calmly: "Young Master Meng, the outcome of this game is unpredictable, how about we make a bet?"

Mu Xi said coldly: "What bet?"

"The loser will walk out of this illusion with his true colors, what do you think? Young Master Meng?"

When Mu Qi heard the other party call him 'Master Meng', he immediately understood that his identity had been exposed.But he quickly calmed down and said, "Okay."

"Promise so quickly?"

Mu Qi made a pounce on the chessboard, Zhuang Shijun saw the booby trap and turned to another place.But Mu Xi said: "You lost."

Mu Qizi's robbery was successful, and the dead chess in the lower left corner played its role again, and it actually contained the whole board.Looking back at Mu Qi's booby trap just now, and echoing the one he landed, it's already a living chess game.

Zhuang Shijun smiled wryly, he seemed a little unwilling, but he also said in a good-tempered manner: "Cangqi Villa is worthy of being a place of Wenyuan, and I lost."

All the cherry blossom puppets were pierced by the sword energy, and Zhuang Shijun and his chessboard were wiped out in the lingering fragrance.This Zhuang Shijun turned out to be a living puppet.

Those who can talk like real people, can use spells, and live puppets.

At the moment when Zhuang Shijun's puppet died, the formation was impacted from within, and other people began to wake up from their dreams.

Zhao Rong'an appeared and pulled Mu Qi away from the phantom array.

The exit of the phantom array is connected to the inner city of Shenling, and as soon as Mu Qi returns to the real world, a waiter will come forward to congratulate him.

"Congratulations to Mr. Seventh Meng, you are the first to pass the test."

80. Sheng Ye

The twelve direct disciples of the Ling family used the floating technique to hang on the pillar of the twelve wolves, and the Baizhang stone path was illuminated by the technique, while Mu Qi was now standing in front of the white jade sundial at the end of the stone path.

The 99 white crystal steps in front of the Hall of Divine Enlightenment are covered with a golden carpet, and the translucent hall shines softly under the moonlight, like a miracle.

Mu Qi was shocked by this sacred scene, and also suppressed by the surging life of the temple, unable to take a step for a long time.Until one of Ling's disciples stepped forward to guide him, Mu Qi reluctantly saluted and thanked him, and the other party naturally came over and lifted Mu Qi up.At that moment, life crawled into Mu Xi's palm, which strengthened the formation of Mu Xi's palm, causing the pressure on Mu Xi's body to drop suddenly.

Mu Qi raised his head suddenly, and saw a tinge of blue in the pupil's eyes, and later realized that this disciple was Ling Xi's disguise.

Ling Xi pretended to have nothing to do and retreated to the side, inviting Mu Qi to enter the Hall of Divine Enlightenment.

With the blessing of the formation, Mu Qi is no longer afraid of life. He walked through the stone road and walked up the long steps to enter the main hall, only to hear someone behind him laughingly saying: "I thought I was the first to pass, but it turns out It was brother who got on the platform first."

Mu Qi looked back, and saw a young man with a sword, Sa Sa, standing under the moon. It was the second disciple of Cangqi Villa——Mu Shouyi.

"May I ask what your brother's name is?"

"Next, Meng Qi."

"This name is quite similar to the next old person."

Mu Shou also smiled gently, as if he was here to catch up on the old days: "That's my younger brother, who got separated many years ago, and his name is Mu Qi."

Mu Shouyi was a man in Cangqi Villa, and everyone praised his skill. His status was lower than Mu Shoubie's, but he was more popular than his eldest disciple Mu Shoubie.Even Mu Qi, whom everyone despises, once accepted his kindness.

When Mu Qi first entered Cangqi Villa, because of his poor qualifications, he was directly assigned as a handyman outside the gate.Mu Shouyi was the same age as Mu Qi, and at the age of seven he had already helped his master with some trivial matters in the sect.Hearing that the disciple in charge arranged the children of the aristocratic family to be handymen, he felt that it was inappropriate. After knowing the situation, he asked Mu Qi to go to Jiehai Building to sort out the collection of books.

There is no one on Cangqi Mountain that Mu Shouyi doesn't know, and there is no relationship that makes him unable to get along.

It is a fact that Mu Qi has been favored, and now the other party still calls himself a junior. Easy to answer.

Seeing Mu Shouyi's few words at the side, Ling Xi hesitated, and immediately interrupted: "You two, hurry up and enter the palace, the Patriarch has been waiting for a long time."

Mu Shouyi politely said: "I'm sorry."

When the three of them entered the hall, they saw a majestic king sitting on the throne in the hall. He was dressed in rich clothes and a dazzling crown. He was the strongest person recognized in this land of comprehension, Ling Chu, the head of the Ling family.

The second seat under Ling Chu's seat is the king of the Linxu Wang family, and the elder disciples of the Ling family in the hall are lined up, looking at the door in unison.

Even though Mu Shouyi was good at dancing, he was suppressed by the aura in the hall and felt the pressure from the bottom of his heart.

After the whole salute of His Highness, the people in the seat said: "Here are all the people who passed through the phantom formation? This phantom formation only selects one person to pass, why are there two people?"

Ling Xi said righteously: "Patriarch, when Meng Qi passed the trial, Cang Qi and Mu Shouyi were also awake at the same time, so they can only pass at the same time, but now the illusion array has been closed, and all the testers in the array are gone. In placement."

Hearing Ling Xi's words, Mu Shouyi was startled. When he came, he thought this trial was just a small trial, and there would be other hurdles in the future. Unexpectedly, the ranking was finalized directly. The original plan was to only take the first place.

The Wanfa Pavilion trial held by the Ling family was originally a cover, with other intentions. To Mu Shouyi's surprise, his coincident awakening was also within the plan.

Patriarch Ling said again: "Since this is the case, I can't treat him lightly. Mu Shou also has outstanding aptitude. Do you intend to practice under my god Ling?"

These remarks seemed sudden, but Mu Shouyi had already responded in his heart. He said humbly: "The juniors have little knowledge, so how dare they enter the important place of Wanfa Pavilion. It's just that my Cangqi Villa has been surrounded by death energy for many years, and I also admire it." The Ling family's technique, can you please ask the head of the family to teach the transposition array, so that the junior can bring it back to Cangqi."

Cangqi's swordsmanship is a school of its own, and it is not allowed to practice other families' techniques, not to mention that the Ling family and Cangqi have had a rift for many years. It is Mu Shouyi's true intention to come here to come to Shenling to obtain the transposition formation.

Because of the Ling family's dominance of the method of forming the array of transposition arrays, the entire world of cultivating immortals has been restrained for many years. This time, the senior management of Cangqi Villa wanted to use this opportunity to try it out.

In fact, Mu Shouyi didn't have much expectations for such a request, but if the other party didn't agree, Cangqi Villa would take advantage of it to fight for some border interests.

However, Ling Chu didn't play cards according to common sense, and he resolutely agreed: "I have long wanted to promote this formation. Since you intend to learn, then my Ling family is naturally not stingy. Let my nephew, Professor Ling Xi."

When Mu Shouyi received such an answer, he felt uneasy, but the words had come to an end, so he could only thank him.

"The two who have passed, I will naturally fulfill my promise. And there are many capable people among the testers trapped in the phantom array. Besides, you can ask them about their intentions, arrange to practice in the Ling family or the Wang family, or have a Day can enter my lineage of God Ling."

Ling Chu gave an order, and everyone in the audience agreed, and Mu Shouyi had no further words.

Seeing that Mu Shou was dealing with himself in a submissive attitude, Ling Chu narrowed his eyes, and then said, "My god Ling is good at martial arts, but my nephew Ling Xi is obsessed with swordsmanship. This young master is very good at swordsmanship, why not let him return to Cangqi with Young Master Shou Yi this time, firstly to teach the transposition formation, secondly, to let him learn more."

When Mu Shouyi heard this, he was taken aback.During the 20 years of cleaning up the cracks in the dead air led by Shenling City, there was a period of great hardship for the monks who cultivated immortals. During this period, Ling Xi showed his extraordinary fighting talent and commanding talent, and thus became the number one general of Shenling. Shake the world of cultivating immortals.

Letting the god of war go to Cangqi to learn more, he really welcomed a giant Buddha who had nowhere to rest.But the other party only agreed to teach such an important life and energy transposition array. If he refused, the reputation of Cangqi Villa might be lost.

Mu Shouyi had a lot of thoughts, withstood the coercion of the Patriarch of the Ling family on the seat, knelt down solemnly, and said with great gratitude: "The Patriarch is willing to share the formation, and I, Cangqi, are honored. It is indeed a great honor to let Mr. Ling Xi come here." You are very welcome. It’s just that Mr. Ling Xi will be lonely if you go with me alone. I suggest that today’s new leader should also go with me. I’m willing to entertain you.”

While disguised, Ling Xi glanced at Mu Shouyi silently, his expression very indifferent.

Ling Chu praised in his heart, this kid is young and has so many thoughts.Ling Chu's spiritual sense is strong, and he knew what happened outside the door a long time ago. This Mu Shou also wanted to test Meng Qi's identity, and waited for an opportunity to hold the handle.

However, Ling Chu originally had the intention of letting Mu Qi accompany Ling Xi to the trip. Cangqi Villa is Mu Qi's master, so it's always good to have an acquaintance with him.

"Then it's settled, and you report to the two masters of Cangqi. After this matter is over, I will let them go to Cangqi."

Everyone responded again and made another decision. At this moment, the waiter came to report, and Ling Zhan and Feng Pingyuan asked to see him.

Ling Chu raised his eyebrows and asked people to come in. He saw Feng Pingyuan walking into the Hall of Divine Enlightenment with a whole body of fragrance. The fragrance was permeating, like the lingering fragrance of falling flowers steamed from mountain hot springs, gentle and delicate.

Feng Pingyuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, and bowed softly: "Tianmen, Feng Pingyuan, pay homage to City Lord Shenling!"

Wang Zaixing asked first: "Elder Feng didn't participate in this trial, why did he enter the inner city of Shenling?"

Feng Pingyuan put on a sad face, put on a weak posture and sighed: "The Right Prime Minister of Tianmen Zhuang Shijun participated in the trial, but he disappeared, and I came to look for him."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall changed drastically, Ling Chu let out his breath in silence, Feng Pingyuan was pressed back half a step, and his face was still calm and breezy.

"Furthermore, you presided over the trial formation this time. Have you seen the right face of Tianmen?"

The old god Wang Zaixing replied on the ground: "I saw that Zhuang Shijun failed the trial and has been arranged to leave. He is no longer in the inner city of Shenling."

Feng Pingyuan used Zhuang Shijun as an excuse to enter the inner city of Shenling, Wang Zaixing also spoke nonsense in a serious manner, and turned his words away.

Feng Pingyuan was not surprised, but sighed: "When we came here, the head of the sect said he wanted to see the demeanor of Young Master Ling Xi. It seems that the right minister is not capable enough and feels ashamed, so he left."

Wang opened the fan again and shook it slowly. He followed Feng Pingyuan's words and said, "The Prime Minister on the right may have other matters. Elder Feng might as well go to the outer city to find him quickly."

Feng Pingyuan pretended to be angry and said: "This right acquaintance doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, but I want to be courteous on behalf of the sect master. Although my Tianmen can't pass the test, I still hope to meet Mr. Ling Xi, and this trip is not in vain."

Ling Chu knew that Feng Pingyuan wanted to confirm Ling Xi's life and death. At this moment, Mu Shou of Cangqi Villa was also present, so he absolutely couldn't refuse it openly, so he simply said, "Go and call Ling Xi."

Ling Xi, who was standing beside Meng Qi pretending to be a disciple of the Ling family, was ordered to retreat, but within a moment, the sound of steady footsteps came from outside the hall.Both Feng Pingyuan and Mu Shouyi couldn't help turning their heads to look, and saw a young man in purple coming with a sword in his hand.

The young man in purple was much taller than ordinary people, his face was well-defined, and when his face was expressionless, he looked like a cold stone. He moved swiftly and simply, and he looked like a man who had been marching all year round. This was Ling Xi, the God of War.

It was also the first time for Mu Shou to meet God of War in person. Although the other party was not a few years older than himself, he could not help admiring him after hearing many of his deeds.

And Feng Pingyuan immediately stepped forward to salute and said: "I have admired the name of the God of War for a long time, and seeing him today really makes me feel~difficult~self~suppress~" Feng Pingyuan's expression is sincere, the corners of his eyes and brows are full of joy, making him even more charming , as if really admiring this famous hero.

Ling Xi glanced at Feng Pingyuan indifferently, then politely returned without saying a word.

The fragrance on Feng Pingyuan's body seemed to be stronger, Ling Xi was a little uncomfortable from the smoke, he disrupted the airflow around him, making the fragrance subside a bit.

Ling Chu took a panoramic view of everything from his seat, and did not comment on everyone's behavior, and ordered: "Ling Xi, Elder Feng Pingyuan came from a long way, and you will give him a ride. After the end, go with Mr. Shouyi Cangqi Villa grants the array."

Ling Xi accepted the order, and Feng Pingyuan laughed wildly: "I am grateful for Patriarch Ling's love, I will return to Tianmen right away, and I will definitely convey Patriarch's kindness."

This night the palace seemed to be peaceful, but there were three factions with their own minds. When the court meeting dispersed, Ling Xi followed Feng Pingyuan out of the main city of Shenling.

Ling Xi sent Feng Pingyuan to the outskirts of Shenling City. There are no Ling disciples patrolling here, and there are no villages.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling Xi, for sending me up to this point. I won't bother you for the rest of the journey."

Ling Xi sneered and didn't answer, but saw a golden formation floating on the ground, which was the Rin Xu Bound Formation.

Feng Pingyuan's expression changed, and he cast a poisonous spell on Ling Xi's face.The distance between Feng Pingyuan and Ling Xi was not far away, but Ling Xi had no intention of retreating.I saw a trick coming in, breaking up the poison, and one person fell in front of Ling Xi.

"Elder Feng, do you want to kill my son?"

Ling Zhan practiced medical skills within three years of Ling Xi's death, and also dabbled in the Tianmen Poison Art. Feng Pingyuan knew that it would not be so easy to escape when he saw Ling Zhan.

Ling Xi was not idle when Ling Zhan was breaking the spell. He formed formations continuously, and thirteen binding formations burst out on the ground, as if he wanted to capture Feng Pingyuan alive.

Ling Chu's thinking was very simple, since he couldn't see what the plan was for Shi Zhuang, and he couldn't blame the Tianmen envoy on the spot, why not take Feng Pingyuan down and torture him secretly with the Ling family's techniques.

Feng Pingyuan obviously also discovered the other party's thoughts, this idea is simple and crude, but effective.Ling Zhan and Ling Xi's father and son attacked together, Feng Pingyuan spawned countless hyphae, and threw his body into the air, not daring to touch the ground.

The night wind blew away the fragrance of flowers from Feng Pingyuan's body, and Ling Zhan smelled the smell of Huanglancao, knowing that the other party really struggled to suppress his death in the inner city of Shenling.Don't let go of this excellent opportunity right now, cooperate with Ling Xi's main attack, and keep attacking Feng Pingyuan with ultimate moves.

Ling Xi's jumping ability was astonishing, he leaped several feet, and he raised his sword in the air and slashed at Feng Pingyuan. The eagle bone flute blared, and the moment Feng Pingyuan landed, the formation collapsed and he barely escaped with a move.

In the dark night, a man as strong as a leopard came with an eagle, and Feng Pingyuan couldn't help teasing when he was in a panic: "Master Xue, you came in time."

Qian Shanxue didn't accept Feng Pingyuan's words, and quickly broke the formation set up by Ling Xi, and instructed Zhuiyun to catch Feng Pingyuan.

The eagle's claws were sharp, and it grabbed Feng Pingyuan's beautiful red shirt out of the two big holes, and flew into the sky with it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really rude." Feng Pingyuan complained unwaveringly, and Ling Xi's second round of attacks came again, Feng Pingyuan didn't dare to be careless, and shot another poison technique from a long distance.This time Ling Zhan was too far away to respond, so Ling Xi had no choice but to dodge. On the way to dodge, he hit Feng Pingyuan's chest with a sideways move, and immediately hit Feng Pingyuan until he vomited blood and was seriously injured.

Hai Dongqing Zhuiyun saw that things were not going well, and immediately dragged Feng Pingyuan away, fluttering his wings away, Qian Shanxue didn't dare to be careless, and came to help.

Ling Xi's fighting spirit remained undiminished, killing Qian Shanxue could only push him to the edge.

Qian Shanxue's injuries that were severely injured by Ling Chu's design hadn't healed yet, and now Feng Pingyuan was also injured, his intention was only to retreat, and immediately cast the poison, a gray-white smoke enveloped the entire battlefield, when Ling Xi carefully cracked it, Qian Shanxue Waiting for an opportunity to retreat.

When Ling Zhan finally got rid of the poison and the two wanted to chase again, Qian Shanxue and Feng Pingyuan had disappeared.

Ling Zhan only thought for a moment, and then said, "Don't chase after Xi'er, go back to the city and return to your life."

Ling Xi knew that Feng Pingyuan's poison technique was powerful, so he might set up obstacles along the way, so he immediately nodded and followed his father back to Shenling City.

The Ling family had already obtained enough information in this Wanfa Pavilion trial, and it was already worth it.

81. dirty black

The weather was very cold, but there was no stove or lamp in the house, and the heavy curtains cut off the sunlight from the outside world. The ground was in a mess, and there were smashed objects and utensils, including many treasures and antiques.

The bed in this bedroom was very low, the bedding cushions were dragged obliquely to the floor, and a section of the cashmere carpet was torn.

Painful gasps rose from the corner, and one of them curled up behind the couch, with his head against the wall, and his fingers grabbed his own head hard, once and for all, scratching his scalp.

Just looking at the arm, this person seems to be very old, the skin is pale, the folds are dry and shriveled as if sticking to the bone, with many blue spots on it, which looks particularly sick.

The burning pain raged in his body, torturing inch by inch, making life worse than death.His bones seemed to be broken, and his blood seemed to be dried. It was an unspeakable ordeal, and he no longer looked like a human being.

This pain lasted for half a day before it stopped, the man crawled out from the corner, his clothes were already soaked in sweat.He tremblingly supported the bed rail and stood up, brushing his long hair back, revealing a young face.

In fact, I have gotten used to it, enduring the pain and suffering, and practicing the breathing technique.

There was the sound of the axle turning approaching, and finally stopped in front of the bedroom, and the person outside the door asked: "How is the owner of the door?"

He said hoarsely: "It's okay, I'm sorry for you. Has Ah Xue left?"

"Master Xue has gone to Shenling to help Elder Feng."

Shi Zai leaned lazily against the railing, and murmured, "That's good."

"I exploded the living puppet." The right minister said.

Shi Buxue was still weak, so he casually replied: "Happy as you want."

The Prime Minister on the right confirmed the survival of the world, turned the wheelchair, and went to the place where he should be.

'Fortunately, Qian Shanxue has left Tianmen. Shi Buxuan always didn't want Qian Shanxue to see how he was being tortured.

Thinking of Qianshanxue, Shi Buexhang's heart immediately warmed up, it was the light in his dark life, and it was also the driving force for him to move forward firmly.

I will never forget the scene when I saw Qianshan Xue for the first time.

At that time, Shi Zong was only 14 years old, and he had just realized that he was different from others.He couldn't practice the breathing technique, but he was close to the dead energy.

Fortunately, he has been working very hard in the world, and he has learned both poison and medical skills very well. The father of the sect master only thinks that he is devoting all his energy to the tradition of the sect, and he has no doubts about it.

At that time, Shi Bong had no real power and did not please his father, so he was assigned to inspect the situation in the territory.When passing by a mass grave, Shi Bu was constantly attracted by the strong breath of death, left the team alone, and went to enjoy the mass grave.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the corpses were frozen by frost. There were no annoying mosquitoes, only silence and desolation.

Shi Shi kept walking among the piles of corpses, expressing his depression about the hopeless future to his heart's content, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, as if he had come to heaven.

A child's voice came, the sobbing sound from the throat, with a hint of pain.

Shi Zong was very curious, he quietly approached the past, and saw an astonishing scene: a five or six-year-old child was barefoot in this icy and snowy field, the child's body was covered with old and new wounds of various sizes and purple bloody spots. frostbite.

He wore the fur of a wild dog to keep warm. The skin was peeled off in a disorderly manner and was not complete at all, and it was strung up with discarded straw ropes, barely hanging on his body.This little child was rummaging through the pile of corpses, looking for fresh human flesh to eat.

At this undeveloped age, the pure instinct of survival keeps him alive like an animal.

What a scene of innocence and cruelty!Even if the world is endless, the scalp feels numb for a while.

Shi Buxuan is not a kind-hearted person, and he is too lazy to meddle in such nosy matters.He said 'disappointment' in his heart, and waved back to the team.

The follow-up process went smoothly. In the Megatron territory of the Tianmen Family, the resident steward warmly received the young master, took him to travel around the city, and said that he would hold a farewell dinner in two days.

He had seen this kind of situation many times in the world, and there was no disturbance in his heart. On the contrary, when he was walking alone in the street, he heard gossip about that child, which aroused his interest.

The disciples who accompanied him were constantly interested in seeing the world, so they 'invited' the gossiper, and simply told the young sect master everything.

It was a story of a girl from a poor family who became a rich man, but was finally killed by his wife.The story is clichéd and has no new ideas, but in the end the child was abandoned in the suburbs, and his life was worse than that of a dog.

"Maybe I can't survive this winter." Everyone said so.

Shi kept shaking his head and did not agree with this statement.He remembered the child's eyes, like a cheetah, ferocious and alert, desperate to survive.

Coincidentally, on the way back from the world, he passed the mass grave again, and the child was squatting on the grave, eating a fresh animal leg.There was an extremely long and deep wound on the child's arm, which should have been caused by a desperate struggle.

There is a sudden interest in the world, which is the interest of human beings in teasing small animals.

He got out of the car and walked over to the kid.As soon as the child saw someone approaching, he immediately jumped away, but his movements were not as sharp as the previous day.

'Did your leg hurt too? Shi constantly saw the wound on his calf, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the pus was already suppurated, but the weather was too cold, and the pus was frozen.

'If this continues, it seems that he is really going to die. Shi kept thinking, and followed step by step.

The child was not taught since he was a child, and he was not very good at speaking, so he could only yell at him in a simple, childish voice: "Go! Go! Go!"

The sense of threat that the world has given him is too great, even scarier than a vicious dog with bared teeth and mouth. The child imitated the appearance of a wild dog and made his expression as ferocious as possible. He fell on the ground, Pretend to attack.

'It's really overwhelming. The 14-year-old Shi Buzheng looked at the child in front of him indifferently, and when he thought of himself in front of his father, he suddenly felt a sense of empathy with him.

For a while, Shi Nong didn't want to play tricks on him anymore, so he stopped and looked at him from a distance.

But the kid seemed to have misunderstood it, thinking that Shi Jiuxuan was like everyone else, and that he stopped to prepare to hit him, or to do something more vicious.He gritted his teeth, and made a lunge, trying to repel the world.

The moment the child threw himself into the attack, there was death energy rising from his body, although it was still very weak, although it was easy to be ignored, it was enough to make the world realize that the child in front of him was actually his own kind .

They are all people who are born to practice dead energy.

Shi Bian did not evade the child's attack, allowing his teeth to bite into the exposed side of the neck, and his nails to dig into the flesh.Instead, he hugged the child into his arms in the posture of the child rushing over.

The child bit Shi Zong until it was bloody, but the boy in front of him didn't attack or resist.The child was stunned, and when he looked into the endless eyes, he found that this good-looking boy was crying.

The child has seen too many vicious emotions, but he has never seen this kind of sincere sadness. When he panics for a while, he wipes away the endless tears.But his hands were too dirty, and his face was covered with blood all the time.

This is the first time he has used Yin art in front of people.Yin art accompanied by medical art, gray fluorescent light enveloped the child, and the scars on his body were healed.

"thanks......"

He was so numb from the pain that he almost forgot what it was like to heal.

"Come with me." Shi Zuo said, without waiting for the child's answer, he opened his fur coat, wrapped him up, and walked back.

"From now on, you will be called Qian Shanxue."

The cold and pain were isolated from the fur clothing, and Qian Shanxue felt unprecedented happiness.

An extravagant boy, holding a dirty toddler in his arms, walks slowly through the mass graves, towards their glorious future.

Come to think of it, it was very early