The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

Many people gathered at the pier. Even though they had not seen Xiao Chen three years ago, they had heard about the time when a young man bought a boat and insisted on going to sea to search for fairy mountains. This trip was three years ago. Year.

At that time, the sea was not calm, and everyone in the town thought that the young man would lose his life in vain. As time went by, no one mentioned him again. Now, almost everyone has almost forgotten this person, but today, he is... Suddenly appeared here, how could everyone not be surprised?

"Long time no see, boatman."

Xiao Chen jumped lightly and flew from the bow of the boat to the shore. Everyone exclaimed and praised the young man for his handsome Qinggong skills.

If he were an ordinary person, there would be some changes after three years. However, Xiao Chen was still as young as before. The ship owner couldn't help but be a little stunned. Looking at the ship again, he obviously recognized that it was not the ship he sold. , I thought, could it be that this little brother really found the fairy mountain on the sea and met the Miao Immortal?

For a time, many people gathered around him and asked him what he had met on the sea in the past three years and whether he had met any immortals. Xiao Chen smiled at them one by one and said, "The sea is indeed a little uneasy. If you go out to fish, Don’t go too far.”

It wasn't until the afternoon that Xiao Chen left this small town on the East China Sea and returned to the original seaside mountain peak. The basalt stone still stood on the edge of the cliff. Nothing had changed since the day he left.

Xiao Chen came under the stone, stretched out his hand and gently touched the coldness on the stone. He recalled that he had sat here for three days, and then he realized the artistic conception of immortality and immortality under this stone.

Now that he comes back here, he feels quite emotional, especially when he thinks back to the sixty years in the inner demon forbidden land. Although it is only a short sixty years, it is not as good as the basalt stone that has stood here for tens of millions of years, but that In the past sixty years, he seemed to have seen the prosperity and ups and downs of the human world.

It was not until dusk fell that Xiao Chen left. It took another seven days before he returned to the Dongjie Mountains. At this time, a cold moon hung slanting in the sky. He still remembered when he and Gui Si rescued Hua Weiyang from the Tianmen. Later, the group was chased by Tianmen and escaped all the way here.

Now, three years later, he came back, and he could still find the two caves, but now, Gui Sique and Shen Jing were no longer here.

"I, Mr. Xiao, am back again..."

Looking in the direction of Tianmen, at this moment, I saw that his eyes suddenly became a little cold. For some reason, in my mind, I remembered the voice of the inner demon at the last level in the seventh level mountain where the inner demon is forbidden, "Have you never thought about it?" , Are you going to kill them all one day? Yes, it’s this look of hatred, I’m waiting for you to fall into the abyss, hehehe..."

The moonlight was cold and cold. Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves to get rid of these distracting thoughts in his mind, jumped up and headed towards the mountains in front.

Next, he had to carefully avoid Tianmen's sphere of influence. Before he went to Butterfly Valley in the Southern Territory and met Shen Jing, he didn't want to cause trouble, but if he encountered any obstruction, he could kill him without thinking.

…

Ten days later, Xiao Chen finally returned to the Butterfly Valley in the Southern Territory. He still remembered every stone and tree here. It was now the depth of winter and the valley was sealed by ice and snow. When he entered the valley, he found that some of the restrictions that had been here were no longer there. In the entire valley, there was only the sound of falling snow, but no sight of the past.

"Shen Jing..."

For some reason, looking at the scene of snow falling in the empty valley, Xiao Chen suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. Why was Butterfly Valley so quiet today? Even the road was blocked by heavy snow, but no one was seen sweeping away the heavy snow. If it were in the past, Shen Jing would have asked two medicine men to clean up the heavy snow on the main road. How could it be such a depressed scene now?

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. Didn't Shen Jing take Wei Young back to Butterfly Valley? While thinking about it, he quickly walked towards the valley. When he arrived outside the former small courtyard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The yard has long been destroyed, and even the cliff behind it has been severely damaged by the sword energy. Even if the sky is full of snow at this moment, it can't hide the traces left by the battle that day.

"Shen Jing, Wei Young..."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xiao Chen would never have believed that this place was so completely destroyed. Who did it?

He kicked off his feet and came to the ruins. He flicked his sleeves and swept away the snow. He saw many sword marks on the ground. It was obvious that the sword energy fell from the sky. This is the sword technique of Zhengdao Xuanmen!

Looking at the cliff, there is a very deep sword mark of about a hundred feet left. There is a defensive formation in the Butterfly Valley, and it can also cause such a deep sword mark. How can such a fierce sword energy be unusual for ordinary people? Can it be sent out?

The area around the sword mark was already covered with moss. It must have been a long time since the incident occurred.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but think of the day when he and Luo Die entered the Tomb of Gods and Demons two years ago and were surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of people led by Gongsun Yun and Master Luo Huo. That was also the day when he understood the third level of killing realm of the Immortal Realm. One day, his heart beat violently, as if he sensed something. It seemed that it was the day of the accident in Butterfly Valley...

"Weiyang..."

At this moment, Xiao Chen's heart beat violently again. Looking around, he saw the sky full of wind and snow, but no one was there. Where had Wei Young gone? Where is Shen Jing...

More than three years have passed. Is it still too late for me to come back? Three years later, where are they now?

"Weiyang...Weiyang, did you hear it! I'm back...I'm back!"

Xiao Chen screamed with all his strength, but even his voice was gradually obscured by the heavy snow in the sky. The valley was empty after people left, and there was no old scene anymore.

…

In the next month, he searched many places, but could not find where Shen Jing and Hua Weiyang were. During this period, he also asked around, and it turned out that two years ago, it was one of the four major Xuanmen. Zangfeng Valley discovered the location of Butterfly Valley. Later, in order to capture the "witch girl", Zangfeng Valley summoned all the righteous factions and attacked Butterfly Valley in one fell swoop.

Although the battle on that day was not brutal, both sides suffered casualties. Almost all the disciples sent by Lianhua Palace to guard the valley were killed or injured. Later, various factions besieged Lianhua Palace again, and Madam Xianshu had to use The Secret Array of Hundred Flowers completely hid the Lianhua Palace.

But on the day when Zangfeng Valley and the Zhengdao factions invaded Butterfly Valley, no one knew where Shen Jing and Hua Weiyang fled to.

"Zangfeng Valley..."

At this moment, in the vast snow, rows of deep and shallow footprints were left behind Xiao Chen, but soon, these footprints were covered up by the snow and wind.

It's already the dead of winter, and for some unknown reason this year, heavy snow has fallen all over the Five Realms of Immortal Yuan. The vast expanse of white seems to be trying to cover up the bloodstains all over the ground here in the past.