There are bandits in Zhongshan

In the direction of the canyon, the magic spell emitted a dazzling light, and there were crackling sounds one after another. After a while, the miasma gradually dissipated, and the group of monsters before were also wiped out.

Ding Lingyun's thoughts slowly recovered from the blankness. She got up, walked over to help Ding Lingfeng up, and then mustered up the courage to look at the figure who rescued her.

The man looked familiar, yet exuded a sense of strangeness.

The young man in purple clothes and jade crown stared at the battle ahead. Seeing that the monsters were wiped out, he took out a magic talisman from the storage ring and threw it upwards. The magic talisman turned into several auras and rushed in different directions.A unique black cloud pattern was engraved on the jade document at his waist, proclaiming his identity, and more than [-] people behind him were all wearing blue-gray robes, and the jade document of the same quality was also hung on their waists.

Ding Lingyun touched his jade document subconsciously, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Feng?"

The young man turned around, sized her up, and showed a slightly surprised look: "Junior Sister Ding?"

At the critical moment, it was Fenghailou who rescued Ding Lingyun, and behind him were the disciples of Tianyi Sect, all of whom were elites of the sect.

Ding Lingyun's impression of Fenghailou is still the gentle and generous boy back then, always smiling, never knowing what anger is, just like a piece of suet jade.Today's Fenghai Tower seems to be a rock with sharp edges and corners, and there is no smile on the thin face, she almost can't recognize it.

"Senior Brother Feng! Is it really you?" Ding Lingyun ran to Fenghailou in a few steps and looked him up and down.

She once held a grudge against Fenghailou, and left her in Yanji without saying a word.

——I am a disciple of Tianyi Sect, how can I be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

I don't know how many times, she thought so indignantly, feeling that she was underestimated and distrusted, and the other party made a decision for her without even consulting her.

Now that they meet again, the hatred suddenly disappears, replaced by excitement, sadness and nostalgia.Seeing Fenghailou's appearance, she knew that he must have had a hard time in the past few hundred years.

Anyone else would be tossed and tossed in remorse.

"Senior Brother Feng, are you here for the Cangwu Sword?" She asked cautiously. "The rumors are true?"

Then she turned her eyes to the back of Fenghailou, there were many faces she was familiar with, including her senior brothers and sisters in Huilang Peak, but there was no other person she cared about the most, so she said again: "Where is Fairy Changli? Is she here? Is she okay?"

Fenghailou didn't make a sound yet, another monster aura came from not far away, it seemed to be a small group of Nascent Soul monsters, and the miasma was even more frightening than before.

There are more than a dozen snow wolves, and they seem to be of the same kind as the one killed by Fenghailou. The previous one was probably left alone.That snow wolf is extremely difficult to deal with with just one head, and now that there are so many of them at once, it seems very dangerous just by looking at it.

Ding Lingyun couldn't help taking a step back, showing panic, Feng Hailou glanced at her, leaned slightly to block her, then waved his hand and said: "Prepare for battle!"

The doormen behind him immediately set up a defensive formation to protect Ding Lingfeng and other wounded.

Although he acted very calmly, Fenghailou's expression still vaguely showed nervousness. He held the amulet in his hand, held his breath and waited for the monster to approach, waiting for the most suitable time, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Tianyizong dispatched nearly a hundred people this time, but after arriving at Shuoyuan, they divided into several groups, planning to search the snowfield and then meet up at Nanming Villa. They just came a day earlier than Ding Lingyun and the others. The monsters are rampant.Seeing the menacing monsters approaching, Feng Hailou felt a little regretful, firstly he was worried about his fellow disciples elsewhere, and secondly, he was a little uncertain whether he would be able to survive the immediate crisis safely.

The monsters are bloodthirsty and cruel. Although their own team has the upper hand, they may not be able to secure the victory. If there are casualties of disciples here, it is tantamount to being defeated before they leave the army.

The snow wolf that charged first was close in front of him, and Feng Hailou could clearly see its frenzied eyes. He gathered his mind and was about to order an attack.

Suddenly, a man in a lake-blue gown appeared above the monster. He held a pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen was dyed with vermilion. As a fire phoenix, he rushed towards the group of monster beasts, engulfing four or five monster beasts in an instant.

Feng Hailou was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, with a wave of his hand, the disciples of Tianyi Sect who were waiting in formation immediately recited the mantra, and the light blue spirit pattern covered the three headed monsters, and then dozens of spirit symbols flew out, The three monsters couldn't avoid it, and were entangled by the magic talisman, unable to move. Then, several blue-gray figures jumped out, and sacrificed their natal magic weapon to kill the monsters.The rest of the disciples guarded them to prevent them from being attacked by other monsters.

In just a short while, half of the monsters were lost, and the rest saw that the situation was not good, they immediately turned around and scattered, and soon disappeared in the snowstorm.

"City Master Jiang!" Ding Lingyun recognized the person and exclaimed happily.

It was Jiang Linzhao who came. He smiled at Ding Lingyun, and then his eyes fell on the Fenghai Tower. His eyes seemed to light up after recognizing his identity, and he quickly landed in front of Fenghai Tower, bowed his hands and saluted : "Jiang Linzhao in Chasing the Waves, dare I ask, is this little friend Fenghailou Feng?"

He broke through 100 years ago and became one of the gods with 700 years of Taoism. He was as humble and polite as before, he didn't feel arrogant because of his high cultivation, and he behaved perfectly.

"It's Tianyi School's Fenghai Building." Fenghai Building replied, "Thank you, City Lord Jiang, for your help."

"I was just passing by. I didn't expect to meet Tian Yizong again." He looked at Fenghai Tower with a very emotional tone, and then his eyes drifted behind Fenghai Tower.

Feng Hailou saw his intention and said: "Little Martial Uncle is not with me for now, but we made an appointment to meet at Nanming Villa."

"I see." Jiang Linzhao smiled a little embarrassedly, and then showed a worried look, "Recently, monsters and beasts are rampant in Shuoyuan, it's better not to split up."

"We were negligent." Feng Hailou nodded, "After seeing the monster, I sent out a signal to tell the rest of the disciples to be more careful. They should all be rushing to the villa right now."

Only then did Jiang Linzhao feel relieved, and said with a smile: "Little friend Feng is thoughtful, I was too worried. It is not suitable to stay in this place for a long time, it is better to wait until the villa, let Jiang make the decision, and clean up the dust for everyone in the Tianyi sect. What do you think, little friend Feng? "

Feng Hailou thought to himself: Tian Yizong has not been out of the mountain for a long time, and now he comes here for Cangwu Sword, he will be feared by others, if he can be taken care of by City Lord Jiang, it will also make the rest of the people feel a little more scruples.So he agreed: "Then I have to ask City Lord Jiang."

No one noticed that there was a black robe standing quietly on a high platform in the distance. The eyes under the hood were watching them. After the group of people left, they disappeared. Only snowflakes fell and quickly covered him. stay traces.

In the southeast of Fantianzhishui, there is a rift lying quietly, the end of which reaches Tianyu Mountain. It only appeared a few months ago, but now it is almost completely buried under the ice and snow, only a few sunken places at the bottom have not been completely If it is covered, the original black color of the rock wall can still be seen.

The monks in Zhenbao Pavilion had all evacuated, and there was occasional snow falling in the rift, otherwise everything was quiet, but suddenly, a shrill howling sound shattered the tranquility, and a crimson shadow emerged from the bottom of the rift. Jumping out was a monster surrounded by flames. It landed heavily on the edge of the rift, shaking the solid ice under its feet and falling to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a bamboo-green figure appeared lightly behind the monster, but it was Zhong Mingzhu. She stretched out her hand, seemingly lightly, but firmly pressed the back of the monster's neck.

The monster realized that something was wrong, and let out another long howl, which was even more horrific than the previous one. In the next moment, only a few kerala sounds were heard, and the howling stopped abruptly. .

"Tsk, it's really troublesome." Zhong Mingzhu mentioned the monster and threw it back into the rift.

As soon as she heard that monsters appeared near Nanming Villa, she felt that it might have something to do with the Rift Valley, so she rushed over after entrusting Xuan Yu to Mu Yun. After the monks from Zhenbao Pavilion left, she started investigating at the bottom of the valley.

She soon discovered that in a hidden corner at the bottom of the valley, there was a passage connected to the ground, and that monster came out from there just now, but she was not very lucky, and met her as soon as it came out.

After losing the monster, she then raised her hand and made a few false strokes, and a spiritual light flew out from her fingertips, circled around the edge of the rift valley, and finally stopped at a certain place.

As Zhong Mingzhu passed by, the snow on the surface was wiped off, and huge footprints appeared in her eyes.

At the bottom of the valley, she found the breath left by a powerful monster, but it was hidden under the scorched flames, and none of the previous monks noticed it.Apart from that person, there was something else that left the rift that day.

It was that thing that left the footprint.

"It's quite big..." She muttered, and then went in the direction pointed by the footprints.

Walking and searching, she followed the footprints to the east side of Fantianzhishui in a short time, and after that, the footprints disappeared. She stood still on a smooth ice surface, looked around, and then raised her eyebrows. He said to himself, "That's how it is."

Although it is surrounded by solid ice on all sides, Fantianzhishui is not stagnant water. The source of its water is snow from the sky and the melting snow from several nearby mountains. There is an underground river in the east, hidden under a thick layer of ice, flowing to the Outside of the original.

Where there is running water, there will be creatures. Under the solid ice, where the river flows, there is a valley. Although the valley is actually as cold as the ice cellar, it is much better than the ice field, so many animals live there. Because that place is full of spiritual power but far away from the world of mortals, so the queens who transform into demons often turn into monsters, but those monsters seldom go to the outside world, so monks who come to this ice field to find opportunities rarely meet them. Traces of monsters.

Zhong Mingzhu stepped on the ice, walking slowly, releasing spiritual power while walking, and the bamboo green clothes fluttered in the wind, like new buds sprouting in the snow.

Her appearance was reflected on the mirror-like ice surface, and when she caught a glimpse of her own face on the ice, a trace of sadness flashed in her light-colored eyes.

Compared with hundreds of years ago, her appearance has not changed in any way.

Sven and delicate, with soft eyebrows and eyes, like fragile porcelain, a slight frown can easily arouse others' desire to protect.

But under such a fragile appearance is a fiery temperament.

In the past, she seldom showed her true face. After all, one more layer of camouflage would add another layer of vigilance. She knew that her temper could easily cause trouble, and if she was a little negligent, her life would be lost.The only ones who knew her true face were Lu Lin, Zhu Maolin, and Baili Ningqing. Even Li Langxuan only knew Lu Li, and Chiyu Xuanyu was used to her changing appearance from time to time, and never probed into it. authenticity.

When planning to infiltrate Tianyi School, she also wanted to change into another appearance, which would allow her to escape without being recognized by anyone.But the technique of body separation is too dangerous. If she doesn't keep her real name and original appearance, her memory may not be able to find her home, which will lead to the consequences of the puppet's backlash, or the complete disappearance of her memory.

She used to be proud of being able to change her shape at will, and she often changed into different shapes for fun, and when she got tired of playing, she threw it away and turned into another person.

But in the past 300 years, except when necessary, she has not used the transformation technique, and has always maintained her original appearance. For this reason, she even had to hide in Tibet. It will not arouse suspicion, so Baili Ningqing has been laughing at her for becoming stupid.

Only she knows why.

——When she just didn't want to meet again, Chang Li couldn't recognize her.

"I don't know if this plan can draw Tian Yizong out..." She rubbed her nose, and a look of distress appeared on her face while talking to herself.

Suddenly, she stopped and only paused for a moment, the wind was blowing under her feet, and her body instantly rose to a high place.

Almost at the same time, the ice surface shattered, and a huge black shadow sprang out. The miasma instantly dyed the nearby ice and snow black. There was a roar, and the dark red breath flew past her shoulders, like a bursting spark. Just an inch would burn through her sleeve.

Her reaction only needs to be a little slower, and her arm will be swallowed by the dark red breath.

"Is it you who scared those monsters to bite people everywhere?" She stepped on the void, sizing up the shadow, her lips slightly raised, showing an expression of interest, and her slender body was in the wind that could tear everything apart. Not a little wobble.

It looks like a wolf but not a wolf, like a tiger but not a tiger. It has sharp horns on its forehead, and its four claws are as sharp as cast iron. There are dark red patterns on its pitch-black body, and the patterns are flowing slowly. Three strands danced in the wind at this moment, like black flames.

"It looks familiar..." Zhong Mingzhu frowned and said softly, "What's your name?"

And the giant beast roared and rushed towards her again, spitting out dark flowing flames from its mouth, clenched four claws and set off a black vortex, like sharp knives overwhelming the sky, swirling towards Zhong Mingzhu from all directions.

However, she still looked like she was thinking deeply, muttering something softly in her mouth, and she didn't seem to want to resist at all.

In the eyes of others, it seems that they have been frightened and lost their souls.

Seeing that those sharp blades and flowing flames were about to engulf her, suddenly there was a tide of light blue spiritual power rushing in, followed by a flash of cold light.

It was a sword, a sword that came from outside the sky.

The sword light drew a clear thin line, and then stopped steadily. Immediately afterwards, a bloodstain appeared on the front leg of the giant beast, and several streams of fire accompanied by blood beads overflowing from the wound. It turned away from the original target.

The dense net woven by dark flames and sharp blades dissipated silently, Zhong Mingzhu raised his head slightly, and a white dress was reflected in his light-colored eyes.

The skin is whiter than snow, the blue silk is like a waterfall, and the dark eyes are like ancient mirrors, which are enough to absorb all the light between the heaven and the earth. The whole person is like walking out of a splashed ink painting. Only the cinnabar between the eyebrows, like the blood dripping on the painting, outlines the The only color other than black and white.

It is such a familiar picture, every tiny corner can fit with the memory, as if time has never passed.

The sound of the wind and the roar of the giant beast all receded, all, all the sounds disappeared, the name of the glacier, the valley, and the beast, those complicated but well-organized thoughts came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, all she could see was that slender figure.