Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"Master!"

Mo Yu flashed over and saw Chang Yuan alone in the empty book pavilion that was destroyed by the sword energy, with a long sword glowing with snow-white fairy energy stuck in his chest, he was shocked.

Almost half of Zhang Yuan's robe sleeves were stained with blood.

The dazzling bright red is still rushing out along the blade.

"Your Majesty!" In Uncle Yun's heart, Zhang Yuan is a high and invincible god, how could a god be injured and bleed.Uncle Yun had seen such a scene before, he was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he tore off a large piece of inner robe with his bare hands, trying to stop Chang Yuan from bleeding.

"No need."

Zhang Yuan waved away the crowd, walked to the desk with a normal expression, and sat down in the armchair.

He clamped the sharp blade that pierced through his chest with his pale fingers, and a red sword intent flashed between his fingers, directly melting the entire body of the sword.There was no barrier in the wound, and the bleeding became more and more profuse.

Mo Yu frowned and asked Uncle Yun: "What's going on?"

Uncle Yun's eyes were red, and he said in surprise, "I don't know, I just found out..."

"What do you know?"

"It's clearly the young master who said he wanted to come to the book pavilion to find the emperor, why did it happen like this?"

Zhaozhao.

Mo Yu was taken aback.

Looking around, the traces of the fight were still there, and he couldn't help but sink.

He also wondered, who in the current Three Realms has the ability to hurt the master, so it turned out to be... Zhao Zhao?How can this be?

Although Zhaozhao has stepped into the Upper God Realm, he is far from being an opponent of Master, the ancient God of War. The only explanation is that Master did not fight back, allowing the sword of Yuanshen to penetrate his chest.

"It's all my subordinate's negligence. The subordinate knew that the young master had injured the Sanskrit official and stole the seal letter from the Lord, and let the young master come to the book pavilion to find the emperor alone. The subordinate should have taken precautions earlier!"

Uncle Yun was heartbroken.

Mo Yu was taken aback again.

"You said that Zhaozhao injured Sanskrit and stole the master's seal?"

"Yes, at the Tangchi this morning, both my subordinates and Your Majesty saw it with their own eyes."

Mo Yu frowned, feeling more and more unusual about this matter.

Uncle Yun asked: "Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Mo Yu said: "The news of Master's injury must not be leaked out, first seal the gate of the mansion, and you immediately go to see Si Nan and invite him to treat Master's injury."

"Hey."

Uncle Yun took the order to retreat.

Not long after, Si Nan rushed over and was shocked when he saw Zhang Yuan sitting behind the desk covered in blood. He hurried into the cabinet and took out a hemostatic elixir from the medicine bag.

Zhang Yuan didn't accept it, his jaw was cold and pale.

Question: "Do you know what happened between him and Wu Qiuyu?"

Simon was at a loss.

"The disciple doesn't know this person."

But Si Nan's mind was always delicate, and in an instant, when he thought of something, his expression froze immediately.

"What does Your Majesty mean by this? Who... is he?"

Sinan has been taking care of Zhaozhao in the east hall, and knows Zhaozhao's whereabouts like the palm of his hand, knowing that Zhaozhao came to Shuge after waking up from a nap.

However, Sinan looked around, but there was no sign of him.

Coupled with the sudden sword on Zhang Yuan's body, Si Nan almost tremblingly asked: "Your Majesty, what happened to Zhao Zhao?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes were indifferent, as if countless layers of profound ice had sunk in them.

"If you don't know, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"It's my master—" "I have eyes but no eyes, and I have accepted traitors."

**

Boom——A rolling thunder crashed across the sky, and in the middle of the night, the entire Zhongzhou region fell with heavy rain without warning.

Xuanyang City, inside the Xuanyang Immortal Mansion, a figure put away his umbrella, walked quickly through the front yard, and came to an elegant house next to the main hall.

"Homeowner."

The figure said respectfully outside the door: "Beichen Immortal Mansion, there is an urgent message."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan sat behind the case with his eyes closed and listened to the rain. Hearing this, he suddenly opened his eagle-like eyes and said, "Come in."

"Yes."

The confidant pushed the door open a small crack, walked in sideways, and presented the secret letter in his arms to Xuanyuan Hongxuan before the case.

The secret letter was sealed with a special sealing technique. Xuanyuan Hongxuan touched the seal with his finger, unlocked the rune, and took out a letter from it.

After reading the contents of the letter clearly, Xuanyuan Hongxuan stood up abruptly.

"God help me too!"

He clapped his hands and laughed, his face full of complacency.

The confidant was at a loss: "Is this the good news that the Patriarch has been waiting for for a long time?"

"No, this news is better than what I expected. It can be said to be a surprise."

"What is it?"

"That kid stabbed Zhang Yuan, God of War, and snatched the Heavenly Clan's order to kill, and defected from Beichen Mansion."

"Heh, without the protection of Xuexiao Palace, I see what kind of disturbance he can cause. Zhu He."

The confidant named Zhu He immediately responded: "Please tell the master."

"Pass my order, there is a big demon in Zhongzhou today, go up to the demon-slaying platform to rob prison first, steal the fairy clan's pursuit order, and then steal the immortal clan's killing order. He is bold and has no law. Their traces, beheaded on the spot, do not need to be reported to anyone.”

"Subordinates obey!"

**

Ten miles north of Xuanyang City, Xuanyang Mountain.

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, as if it wanted to drown everything in the world in the heavy rain.A long and undulating mountain range in the shape of a dragon lies dormant in the south of Xuanyang Mountain. Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant dragon sleeping in the rain.

Standing outside the mountain range were countless figures of monks in crimson robes. Even when there was thunder and lightning, and the torrential rain poured down on their shoulders like steel whips, they stood motionless in the rain like sculptures.

Everyone in Zhongzhou knows that this place is where the immortal pulse of Xuanyang City is located.

Today's fairy clan has "five clans and twelve families", and every clan and every family needs a fairy vein.Immortal veins are the foundation of the great families and the gathering place of aura. The five clans and twelve aristocratic families can stand out among thousands of immortal clans of all sizes because they have occupied all the places with strong immortal aura in the Three Realms except for the fourteen states. Seventeen immortal veins.

As for Xuanyuan, Yushan, Kunlun, Penglai, and Dragon Clan, because they are the descendants of the ancient immortal clan and the descendants of the gods, the immortal veins they occupy also extend from the ancient god clan.

Immortal veins are the basis for the survival of a family. Without the immortal veins, the children of the immortal clan will not be able to form immortal essence and absorb immortal energy for cultivation. The entire clan will be like a tree without roots and a source of water.

All major immortal families will display heavy troops near the immortal veins to prevent their own immortal veins from being damaged.

The golden envoys of the Xuanyuan clan are responsible for guarding the Xuanyuan clan's immortal veins. Unless the patriarch Xuanyuan Hongxuan gives orders, these monks will not move even if the sky falls and the earth falls.

The people of Zhongzhou knew the importance of this place, and they were always afraid of the notoriety of the envoy in golden clothes. When passing by Xuanyang Mountain on weekdays, they almost always walked around from the backside of the mountain, so as not to be charged with the crime of "having evil intentions and intending to damage the fairy veins".

Jin Yishi's knife is no joke.

It rained heavily today, and the wilderness was desolate, and it was even more impossible for pedestrians to pass by.

The guards in front of the Xuanyang Mountains were even a little more relaxed than usual, and the leader deliberately withdrew some people to take shelter from the rain in the tent to rest.

Another bolt of purple lightning struck from the sky, turning the entire wilderness into a terrifying purple.

Suddenly, a gold-clothed envoy standing at the front post rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, looked forward almost with horror, and asked his companion tremblingly: "Then, what is that?"

The companion followed the prestige, and saw a few feet away, on the mountain road where thunder and rain mixed together, in the flashing light and shadow of thunder and lightning, a snow-colored figure, like a mountain elf, strolled leisurely and walked over.

It was too far away, and the guards couldn't see the face of the person, but vaguely felt that it was not like a person at all, but like a ghost.

"Quick, tell the leader!"

The two reacted belatedly.

It's a pity that it was too late, the snow color instantly turned into a white awn and moved in front of them.

The body of the young man is like a swimming dragon, graceful like a frightened bird, his black hair is wrapped in a snow robe, flying in the wind, he is so beautiful that he is not like a human being. In an instant, countless snow-white fairy swords flooded the entire Xuanyang Mountain.

Like the sea flowing across the ocean, the galaxy hangs upside down.

"Ah!"

Countless screams, wailing and astonishment were instantly engulfed in the river and sea piled up by sword intent.

That night, the Xuanyang Immortal Meridian that had stood for tens of thousands of years was dug down by a young man, shocking the entire Xianzhou.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan was awakened from sleep by someone.

He was in a good mood last night, resting in a concubine's courtyard in Xinna, and was indulging in a room temperature. When he heard the knock on the door, he put on his robe unhurriedly and asked, "What's the matter? That little thing?"

"No."

The confidant's voice was full of anxiety.

"Something has happened, Patriarch."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan was always alert, his face darkened when he heard the words, he pushed away the concubine who was entangled, strode out of the room, and asked: "What's going on?"

The rainstorm had just passed, and the courtyard was in a mess, with flowers and leaves all over the ground.

"It's Xuanyang Mountain, something happened to Xianmai."

There was a bang in Xuanyuan Hongxuan's mind, and he couldn't believe it for a long while: "What did you say?!"

"The subordinates dare not lie. Now that this matter has spread throughout the entire Xianzhou, the Patriarch should go and have a look."

"The thief not only destroyed the immortal veins, but also carved many, many unsightly words on the mountain with spiritual runes."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan pushed the steward away without even wearing a hair crown, and rushed out of the city on his horse.

In front of Xuanyang Mountain, two rows of gold-clothed envoys knelt silently on the ground, with spirit swords horizontally across their faces, ready to apologize and kill themselves at any time.

The front of the mountain was bustling with people watching the excitement.

As soon as Xuanyuan Hongxuan came over, some monks immediately stepped forward to shout back the common people and get out of the way in the middle.Xuanyuan Hongxuan walked to the immortal veins that had been chopped into several sections and was already out of shape. On the mountain wall that had been flattened by the sword energy, there was a line of big characters written in spiritual script: Yin virtue is corrupted, and heaven will punish it.Children and grandchildren, the world is cursed.

The spiritual text is written with a specific fairy talisman, and unless the caster is found, no matter how profound the mana is, it cannot be erased.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan's face was livid, and he spit out blood.

"Homeowner!"

The monks were frightened and quickly helped him up.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan pushed everyone away and said angrily: "Zhu Zi is rampant! Shu Zi is rampant!"

**

At the same time, in Shuzhong.

In one place hidden in front of a stream in the high mountains, there is a gorgeously decorated Qinglong fairy chariot parked.

All the water tribes in central Shu, no matter whether they were immortal or demons, were summoned to the open space in front of the stream.

The world's water system is respected by the dragon clan. Hearing that the prince of the dragon clan summoned him, all the immortals in Sichuan, big and small, who practiced water system spells, worked hard and rushed over mountains and mountains to see him.

As for the Yaozu, they were forcibly brought here by Chongyan and the Azure Dragon Envoy.

Huai Bi, the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan, sat in the car and did not get down.

After everyone arrived, Chong Yanfang took out a blueprint, on which a scale was drawn.

Chong Yan showed the drawings to everyone.

"In the past thousand years, has anyone seen this thing? If anyone can answer it, His Highness will give you a big reward."