Alienated Martial Arts

Qizhou Fucheng.

As the New Year approaches, and because there has been no news about the foreign races in the Northern Wilderness recently, everyone is beaming with joy, and the atmosphere becomes more and more lively and joyful.

A teahouse in Nancheng was full of people and hustle and bustle.

It was mid-afternoon, and many people came here after dinner to listen to books and while away the boring time of the afternoon.

The business was extremely prosperous, and the several clerks were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and there was no time to stop and rest from the beginning to the end.

On the second floor of the tea house, there is a simple and elegant private room.

Wei Rongxing held a chess piece in his hand and looked at it for a long time without being able to put it down.

It wasn't until the teacup in his hand had lost its heat that he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "My chess skills have improved rapidly in the past few days, and the old man is no longer a match for me."

Sun Xiyue, who was sitting across from me, smiled slightly and said, "If I may offend Uncle Wei, I actually knew how to play chess before, but I forgot all about it and only learned it again in the past two days.

Going through the whole process, constantly forgetting and recalling again, is quite an interesting experience. "

"It took less than two days to reach this level. The girl is so talented. It's really surprising."

Wei Rongxing didn't show any particularity. He directly picked up the cup and drank the cold tea in one gulp. "Would you like another cup?"

"No, I'm leaving."

She stood up slowly from her seat, her eyes still falling on the chessboard, "In the past two days, we played a total of fifty games, and I lost forty-nine. I was very satisfied to win one game in the end.

It is also in line with the principle that the Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and humans can escape one from the other. "

"It's a cold winter, and the New Year is approaching. Where are you going, girl?"

Speaking of this, Wei Rongxing showed a gentle smile and said, "If there is nothing particularly urgent, the girl can stay in the teahouse for a little longer.

It is better to watch the people coming and going and the bustle below every day than to be alone and wandering outside. "

"I'm going to Mozhou. First I'll visit Dingxuan Mountain, and then I'll relive the old days of Luo Cha."

Sun Xiyue went to the room where she lived, and when she came back, she had a rolled scroll in her hand.

"This is an unexpected encounter, and I would like to thank Uncle Wei for his warm hospitality during the past two days, which saved me from having to eat and sleep in the open."

After thinking silently for a moment, she placed the scroll on the table, "After I leave, Uncle Wei may be confused and doubtful for no reason, but it doesn't matter. When Wei Daozi comes down from Qinglin Mountain, the problem should be solved."

Sun Xiyue gave a slight salute, slowly turned around and left, and disappeared in a moment.

Wei Rongxing still sat motionless.

It took a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at the incomprehensible chess game in front of him with some confusion, and he couldn't remember who he was sitting and talking with just now.

Suddenly, he saw the picture scroll next to the chessboard.

I slowly opened it with doubts, and suddenly a group of disturbing lines came into view.

Wei Rongxing frowned and stared for a long time.

"What is this painting?"

"It's a complete mess. It's worse than a child crawling around on it with a brush."

"The quality of the paper and the scroll is unknown, but it definitely feels extraordinary. If I had sold the blank scroll directly, I could have made a few taels of silver, but it was a pity that it was wasted by ignorant people."

With a look of pity on his face, he rolled up the picture again. He originally wanted to throw it directly in the teahouse box, but he didn't know why but was reluctant to part with it. He always felt that he had forgotten someone and something, and this picture was the key clue. one.

At dusk, the sky gradually darkened.

The hustle and bustle of Fucheng has come to an end, and the tranquility of winter nights will soon usher in.

Wei Rongxing returned home at this time.

He opened the bag of nuts he had just bought on the road, put each nut into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Didn't my father not like eating these nuts before? Why did he change his habit this time when he came back?"

A familiar voice sounded quietly and reached Wei Rongxing's ears.

He was still a little dazed in silence, but after hearing this, he suddenly became energetic and asked, "Brother Tao is back?"

"Didn't father go out today?" Wei Tao entered the main room with a smile.

"I went out and came back early."

Wei Rongxing pointed to the bag of nuts on the table, "Recently I always feel like I have forgotten some things. After thinking about it, it may be because I am older and my memory is not very good.

I heard Nan Xingshou mention that eating these things is useful, so I bought some at the shop to try. "

"The pills I brought home also have the effect of replenishing qi and nourishing energy. Has dad been taking them?"

Wei Tao thought for a moment, "When I return to the mountain gate this time, I will ask the teacher if there is any special recipe."

"Brother Tao, don't worry. In fact, it's not a big deal. It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Wei Rongxing stood up as he spoke, "Let's go, your mother called us for dinner. We have prepared enough bacon for you these days, and it tastes pretty good with your meals."

Wei Tao nodded, followed and was about to go out, but suddenly turned back.

He stood motionless in the main room, and even slowly closed his eyes after a moment, sensing something carefully.

"Brother Tao, what's wrong?" Wei Rongxing said.

"Has anyone been to the house lately?"

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his expression becoming serious at this moment.

"Except for Master Shang and Xiao Mu, no one else has been here." Wei Rongxing's tone was very sure.

"It's possible that someone came but was not found."

"However, if even Shang Bian and the others are not aware of it, things will be a bit troublesome."

"Could it be that during my battle with the Northern Wilderness Lieutenant General, I was eroded by the other party's Yang pole artistic conception, and I haven't fully returned to normal until now?"

Wei Tao frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he asked again, "Has anything strange happened at home recently?"

"What's really weird about it is that I always feel like I've forgotten something, and I can't remember it no matter how I recall it."

Wei Rongxing hesitated and waited for a moment before saying, "It's like I took a nap in a teahouse today. When I woke up, I saw a chessboard in front of me and a messy picture scroll, but there was no interaction with anyone. bureau’s memory.”

As he spoke, he opened the wooden cabinet and took out the rolled scroll.

When he spoke again, he still felt a little regretful, "It's a very good material, but it's a pity that it was ruined by random scribblings."

Wei Tao took the scroll and slowly unfolded it.

boom!

Countless lines seemed to come alive.

Twisted and tangled before my eyes, dancing wildly.

Behind these lines, he vaguely saw a pair of eyes slowly opening, which seemed to contain everything, but seemed empty and nothing existed.

The moment their eyes met, Wei Tao used the Observation of God and Qi technique, and he felt a coldness rushing towards his face, as if he had suddenly come from a spring-like greenhouse into a world of ice and snow.

Immediately afterwards, scenes appeared from those eyes.

He followed that gaze, wandering among the mountains, experienced battle after battle, defeated enemies one after another, and fought against spiritual wills one after another, as if it would never end or stop.

Such immersive experiences, like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, made him feel a little confused and confused, not knowing which side was illusion and which side was reality.

Time passed little by little.

Until Zheng Suyun's shout came again.

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses.

He closed the picture scroll with a reassuring and peaceful smile on his face, "Father, can't you remember who forgot this picture in the teahouse?"

Wei Rongxing nodded, "I've been thinking about it all afternoon and can't remember it. Could it be that Xiao Tao knows this person?"

"I don't know if it's her."

Wei Tao lowered his eyes and slowly left the main room, "If it were her, then many things would make sense."

"Is she Brother Tao's friend or enemy?" Wei Rongxing asked in a low voice, confused.

"Father, don't worry. She is an old friend of mine. It's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time and have become a little alienated."

After having dinner together, Wei Tao chatted with his family for a while, then returned to another small courtyard not far away and once again opened the scroll full of twisted and tangled lines.

The moonlight is like water, and the night wind is cold and cool.

The house was warm as spring and brightly lit.

Under the orange candlelight, two scrolls with the same twisted lines were placed side by side. Wei Tao sat on a wooden chair beside him, focusing all his attention on them.

After a long time, he looked away and sighed tiredly.

"Invisible, unheard, untouched, untouchable, soundless, colorless, intangible and qualityless, from this point of view, it is very likely that the Taoist Master is tracking Sun Xiyue for a long distance.

Some time ago, the person who appeared at Guishufang Manor should also be Sun Daozi. "

"I just don't know how she found the teahouse and sat down with her father.

And before I returned to Fucheng, I had already left quietly, leaving only the second picture of Xiyue. "

"I had been bothered by the delusions she inspired. It wasn't until I saw the second picture that I suddenly broke through the fog and clarified a lot of things."

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wei Tao once again focused his attention on the two scrolls.

With his level of strength at this time and his cultivation state of communication between heaven and man, he can naturally see many things that were not clear before.

The first catalog I bought in the Cangmang Mountains showed nothing else but the true meaning of the Xuanwu True Solution.

It is also mixed with complicated artistic conceptions of heretic techniques, as well as some kind of spiritual meaning related to the Luo Cha tribe.

The three are intertwined and intertwined. Sun Xiyue uses a method similar to the way silk carries mysterious thoughts, and is presented in the picture through such extremely twisted lines.

As for the second picture scroll, Wei Tao perceived from it that except for some of the true accidents of Xuanwu Kung Fu, the rest were all kinds of evil thoughts and spiritual intentions.

Although they are far less real and powerful than the malicious intent of Brahma's rebirth, from the perspective of tracing back to the source, they may be the same thing.

Wei Tao stood up from the wooden chair, formed the Yuantu Fist Seal with his hands, and walked around the two pictures of the Moon Washing.

Boom!

A heartbeat rang out from the empty palm.

Then there were soft thumps and thumps, and rumbles of thunder came from the body. The two gradually merged into one, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

Use people as mirrors to reflect yourself.

Although he has reached the level of turtle and snake intercourse to the level of breaking the limit of seventy steps, which has long surpassed the height that Sun Xiyue reached originally, but at this time, he can still gain some understanding of her understanding of Xuanwu Kung Fu from an overall perspective.

Unknowingly, black scales appeared on the body surface.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

Even the candle burning quietly seemed to be frozen by ice, not beating and swaying like before.

Wei Tao suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

It drove him to turn his body and set his eyes on the second picture scroll.

boom!

In an instant, countless twisted lines danced wildly.

Spiritual thoughts full of evil thoughts are like physical reality, rushing towards you.

However, he was blocked by the lines on the picture and could not truly escape from the painting.

Gudong!

Wei Tao swallowed a mouthful of saliva inexplicably.

At this moment, the whole room suddenly became dark.

In an instant, the lights went from brightly lit to blinding.

There was another thumping heartbeat, as if there was a ferocious giant beast hiding in the darkness, trying to devour and chew any living thing that came in.

The disciples of the Qingshan Society who were on duty at night noticed the strange movement, and separated two people from their hiding places to sneak closer.

Just as they approached the door that seemed to be filled with dark and dead energy flowing out, the two of them suddenly felt their hearts tingling, and their whole bodies were cold and stiff.

It was as if they were in front of a cave where a terrifying monster lived, and they didn't know when a sharp claw would come out and tear them into tattered pieces.

The two of them looked at each other, the weird threads in their bodies sped up, and they took another step closer.

Boom!

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the darkness.

The two Qingshan Club disciples felt as if they were struck by lightning, and were so oppressed that they could hardly breathe.

But it was precisely because of this sound, which was like a heartbeat, that their heartstrings, which were so tight that they were about to break, relaxed.

The two of them bowed deeply in unison, then retreated a certain distance and returned to the hiding place on duty.

Only then did they realize that they were covered in sweat and their clothes were completely soaked.

The two gasped for breath, and then looked at the room shrouded in darkness, their eyes filled with unconcealable fanaticism.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, a vague and obscure aura appeared from nowhere and was approaching quickly.

This person was extremely fast and seemed to be integrated into the night. He had already landed in the small courtyard in an instant.

Beiwu stood in the open space in front of the corridor, silently staring at the solid darkness in front of him, like flowing water, and frowned slightly.

He just took a step forward.

Uh-huh!

There was a sound of clothes breaking in the wind, and several figures jumped out from different directions, surrounding him tightly in the middle.

"A few warriors who may not even have reached the level of mystical sense also want to stop me?"

Bei Wu thought in his heart, but he still stopped where he was.

His eyes looked around, and finally landed on the door shrouded in ink. His expression instantly became gloomy and gloomy, with some lingering doubts mixed in.

The positions of these masked men in green clothes are somewhat particular, and their energy is connected and integrated into one, which is obviously not comparable to ordinary joint attack formations.

However, in the eyes of Beiwu's grand master, even if they assumed a combined attack posture, they did not have any fear. At most, it would only be more troublesome if they took action.

What really made him stop was the room that seemed to be surrounded by the flow of ink.

As soon as he took a step closer, a terrifying aura that made even him feel inexplicably trembled overflowed from it, as if there was a terrifying demon that was grinding its teeth and sucking blood.

The warning signs in his heart were beating wildly, reminding him not to get close. It was best to retreat immediately and never look back.

Swish, swish, swish...

Just as Beiwu was in a dilemma, a dozen more figures quietly came closer.

He looked around again and suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

There were a total of eighteen masked warriors in green clothes, plus the middle-aged man hiding behind them. The nineteen qi machines were inextricably linked and integrated, and even had a significant impact on his interaction between heaven and man.

"What kind of battle formation is this? It can actually achieve this level."

Beiwu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Behind him, the shadow of a giant wolf with its head raised and howling at the moon appeared silently.

The true meaning of the Moon Wolf Clan's secret technique quietly emerged, which immediately put tremendous pressure on the disciples of the Qingshan Society.

The two sides refused to give in to each other, and the battle was about to break out.

Boom!

Suddenly there was another muffled sound.

The disciples of Qingshan Club didn't feel anything yet, but Bei Wu suddenly looked pale, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He stared at the closed door in front of him, feeling the frightening malice coming towards him, like a lamb being targeted by a tiger, almost losing the ability to resist and escape.

"Master Shang, please take them and retreat first."

"Senior Beiwu, stay here. I have something to ask you."

At this moment, an emotionless voice sounded from the room and reached the ears of everyone who was confronting each other in the courtyard.

Shang Bian bowed and quickly led all the Qingshan Club disciples out of the small courtyard.

Beiwu was the only one left standing there, with thoughts in his heart like a mess.

In the dark depths isolated by the door, a scarlet flame suddenly ignited, covering everything in the room with a blood-red color.

The next moment, the darkness dissipated and the candlelight remained.

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and watched silently as the second Moon Washing Picture Book burned quietly. The scarlet flames became more and more intense, and finally turned into pieces of flying ashes and dispersed.

He stood silently, lost in thought.

The status bar quietly appears in front of you.

Sure enough, just as he thought, there were new changes in the turtle-snake interface.

Name: Turtle and Snake crossing each other.

Progress: eight hundred and forty.

Status: Breaking the limit of seventy-four paragraphs.

Description: Xuanwu gradually emerges.

"After devouring these spiritual thoughts, the progress of turtle and snake intertwining practice has actually improved."

"Beiwu just condensed the true meaning of martial arts outside, and it actually resonated with the spiritual meaning on the second picture scroll, so the mountains I saw in those eyes should be the mountains deep in the southern border.

The Yuesan people of the Qinglian Sect also said that they had seen a certain young woman whom they had never heard of in southern Xinjiang. It was undoubtedly that they met Sun Xiyue by chance. "

Wei Tao ignored Bei Wu, who was still waiting outside, and his thoughts turned to deeper thoughts.

"Sun Xiyue has been to southern Xinjiang and broke into countless places similar to the ancestral hall of the Luocha clan. He incorporated spiritual thoughts into his body and then cut them out with a break.

When it came to me, everything was swallowed up and absorbed. It was really inexplicable and made me sigh. "

"So, her path is to forget about separation, but my path is to swallow and merge. It will take longer to verify who is right and who is wrong, or both are right and wrong."

"Last question, why did Sun Xiyue leave the second scroll in the teahouse?

What exactly is she thinking and what goal is she preparing to achieve? These are all questions that require in-depth thinking. "

"It's so annoying. I really can't put myself into a madman's thinking mode. It would be better to wait until the next time I meet her, beat her to half death, and then interrogate her."

Thinking of this, the messy and complicated situation was instantly simplified and unified.

The only question left was whether he could beat her.

Wei Tao cut through the tangle with a sharp sword, and suddenly he felt the clouds clearing and the sun appeared. He felt refreshed and stretched out his hand to push open the closed door.

"Beiwu has seen you, sir."

Bei Wu glanced at the figure that was slowly approaching, and then remembered the heart-stopping malice just now, and his voice lowered involuntarily, "I was meditating in the house just now, and suddenly I noticed that something was happening here, but I didn't know it. It’s sir who is returning to Fucheng.”

"Senior not only didn't notice my arrival, but there was also another, more mysterious and dangerous figure, who was hovering under your nose for at least two days, but also failed to catch your eye."

Bei Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully recalled the past two days, but found nothing.

He was about to say something, but Wei Tao waved his hand and was unable to say anything.

"Senior Beiwu is not to blame for this matter."

Wei Tao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the dim night sky, "She is invisible, unheard, untouched and untouched. Even I may not be able to find her traces. It is normal for seniors not to react."

"But in the future, seniors still need to be more cautious to protect the tranquility of this area of ​​Nancheng."

Beiwu secretly exhaled a breath, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely be more careful."

Wei Tao nodded, "After the situation in the north calms down, I can go with you to southern Xinjiang to see the customs and customs there, and also help you support your appearance and business."

"Sir, this is such a great kindness that I will never forget!"

Beiwu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he raised his hands and clasped his fists, and bowed deeply.

Unconsciously, the sky has turned bright.

Fucheng, which had been silent all night, slowly woke up.

Wei Tao had returned home at this time, sitting around with his parents and eldest sister, eating a steaming breakfast.

In the winter of constant ice and snow, for most people, being able to eat well and have clothes to keep out the cold is already a very happy thing for a family, and they don’t even dare to ask for more.

After dinner, Wei Tao strolled out and arrived at the Feng family's residence.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he slowly drank a cup of tea and looked at the girl holding the disciple ceremony in front of him, feeling some nostalgia in his heart.

After being silent for a long time, he sighed softly, "Miss Feng's cultivation progress surprised me. She is indeed worthy of inheriting the cultivation qualifications of the Princess of the Golden Tent."

Feng Qingping straightened up and couldn't help but wonder when she heard this, "Is my disciple's practice progressing very fast? I practice the Vajra Secret Technique taught by my teacher day and night, but I always feel that I have not made much progress.

Sometimes you may even feel depressed. "

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s fast or not, you can only know the speed through comparison.

At least compared to those monks in the Northern Wilderness, you can be said to have better qualifications and good talents. "

Wei Tao put the tea cup on the table, "Come, let me see your changes in recent times."

Feng Qingping took two steps forward and stood motionless in front of the table.

Suddenly two real eyes lit up and fell on her.

At the same time, a finger was raised silently, approaching without any warning.

Feng Qingping shivered with excitement.

The secret method of Vajra operates naturally, and the body surface quietly lights up with a very faint golden light.

There was a soft sound.

Spread from the point of contact between fingertips and arm.

Wei Tao retracted his fingers and closed his eyes.

"Your body is weak. Don't be afraid of eating too much when practicing Vajra Secret Technique. You must know that the foundation is not strong, the earth shakes, the foundation is not deep, and the big trees have no roots. Only by ensuring enough food and medicinal materials can we It will be smoother on this road.”

Feng Qingping nodded in agreement, not daring to show any disobedience.

After he finished his second cup of tea, he asked casually, "During my absence, have you encountered the erosion of delusions again?"

"I encountered it, but it's not terrible. Even though I have a splitting headache, I can still endure it."

Feng Qingping refilled the empty teacup, thinking slowly and said, "In my delusions, I saw a young man whose whole body was shrouded in light. The princess Huang Miao was very respectful to him, and the two of them didn't even know each other. Like siblings, but a strict superior-subordinate relationship.

At that time, Huang Miao mentioned that she was preparing to set off south, and the young man asked her to explore the road first and experience the customs and customs of the fertile and fertile land for him. "

"Sister and sister?" Wei Tao picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Yes, that young man is also the prince of Beihuang, and his name is Huang Chen."

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After crossing a not-so-high stone hill, the Minghe River converged into a large swamp covering an area of ​​quite a lot.

It has been sunny in recent days, and the temperature has risen. It is no longer the frozen and chilly appearance before.

Looking from a distance, the water surface is reflected blue by the sky, and the white clouds slowly drifting through the sky, just like a pure gem, safely embedded in the middle of the earth.

From time to time, various animals come to drink water to quench their thirst.

There is also a shaggy tiger lying motionless in a haystack not far away.

There was still blood between its lips and teeth, as if it had just eaten, so it paid no attention to the prey that was so close, and just squinted its eyes and took a nap.

A somewhat twisted figure quietly appeared.

She crossed the rocky hills and walked slowly to the water's edge.

The sound came, and several wild deer drinking water were greatly frightened.

Led by the deer, he fled desperately and even woke up the sleeping colorful tiger not far away.

The strong smell of blood came with the wind.

The tiger suddenly opened his eyes and raised his body vigilantly.

Its eyes were full of threats and alertness, and it let out a low growl as it stared at the woman who was walking slowly.

After a few breaths.

The intimidation didn't work, and the tiger finally chose to retreat, turned around and ran away faster than a wild deer, and soon disappeared deep into the woods.

She didn't care about it and stopped by the water, washing the blood scabs and stains on her body bit by bit.

"Headmaster Luo kills people with a borrowed knife. He is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. He has completely lost the gentle, kind and bright look he once had."

Quietly, Gui Shufang's voice slowly sounded in the depths of his consciousness.

It's like he's about to fall asleep, giving people a feeling of extreme sleepiness and weakness.

Luo Qingjun's expression was calm, silently staring at the red Zeshui in front of him, "After the battle on the Luoshui River, the original me began to die slowly.

And since I abandoned everything in the sect and entered the Northern Wasteland, I have buried everything in the past.

After more than 20 years of torture, the coffin lid was nailed shut. Even I was surprised that I could endure it so well. This is truly a true reflection of how things can change easily and nature cannot change. "

After a long silence, Gui Shufang said again, "When Ning Xuanzhen's last punch came, Head Luo suddenly gave up control of his body. If I had not taken action, do you know what the result would be? "

"The result is nothing more than being hammered to death by Ning Xuanzhen."

Luo Qingjun smiled lightly and said, "Since Sun Xiyue can face the great horror between life and death, as the former head of Dingxuan and the current Beihuang Saint Master, I will not be inferior to her as a Xuanwu Taoist in this regard."

"It's okay for Master Luo to lie to me, but don't lie to yourself. A person like you who is afraid of death, do you really think that you can really face the mystery of life and death calmly?"

Gui Shufang's voice gradually fell silent.

"You won this bet, and I am happy for you, but there is still a long road ahead. I hope that when I wake up in your body again, I can see a living Luo Qingjun, not a rotting corpse. "

"Senior Gui has no chance."

The smile on Luo Qingjun's face grew stronger, "The half of the body controlled by you has lost its vitality. I have enough time to replace the old with the new, eliminate your existence bit by bit, and make you completely out of my control.

From this point of view, I would also like to thank Ning Xuanzhen of Qinglin Mountain. If his last blow did not contain the death intention of the dark abyss opposite to the birth of Da Brahma, I would not bet on this game with Senior Gui. "

After she washed her body, she still stood on the shore without moving.

Waiting for the water to calm down again, I looked down at the reflection.

Blue sky, white clouds and sparkling waves.

There was also a face with only half of it left inside.

The left side is full of white bones and withered flesh, like a terrifying ghost.

The right side is delicate and blooming like a flower, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

Luo Qingjun watched in silence for a long time before slowly straightening up, "Senior Gui is right, I am indeed afraid of death and cannot bear to see the great terror between life and death.

Faced with Ning Xuanzhen's punch at that time, but he had to force himself to close his eyes and wait for death, it was definitely a terrifying memory that he would never dare to relive. "

"It's just that compared to my fear of death, Senior Gui may not be afraid that the consciousness living in my body will dissipate, but he is more afraid that after he is beaten to death with me, his true spirit will be surrounded by the death intention of the dark abyss, thus cutting off the possibility of entering the Great Brahma. The path of birth.

So, in the end, you failed to keep your composure and lost this bet of chips. "

Luo Qingjun covered his face, turned around and left, but stopped without warning after a few steps.

A cold wind blew.

The dead leaves in the forest rustled as they rolled.

She turned around, a little doubt flashing across her brows.

Suddenly, a layer of frost spread on the shore at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surface of the water that had melted solidified and froze again.

In just three or two breaths, the temperature on the shore of the swamp dropped sharply, as if I had suddenly arrived in the arctic ice field.

There was also a strong Brahma spirit coming here, making her feel as if she had returned to Shengze Heart Island and sat back on the square stone platform.

Luo Qingjun lowered his eyes with a smile on his face, "Isn't His Highness meditating in the Golden Tent? Why did he appear in the Great Zhou?"

"My father personally led the elite troops to the Black Ice Sea. I was alone in the golden tent, thinking quietly. I also thought of what the high priest said not long ago, so I took this opportunity to go out for a walk."

A gentle and jade-like man's voice sounded faintly, "I sensed the spirit of Brahma in the distance. Only when I came over did I realize that the Holy Master was here."

Immediately afterwards, people arrived with the sound.

A young man walked out of the woods and came closer.

His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like bright stars, and he exudes a graceful and noble atmosphere in every movement and silence.

"Master Saint is actually injured?"

The young man frowned slightly, "Who was it that made the Holy Master so seriously injured?"

"Yuan Yiyi, Ning Xuanzhen."

Luo Qingjun sighed, "He introduced the Qinglin Mountain Qi into his body, and all I tried was to exchange injuries for injuries with him, and we all retreated without mentioning it."

"Yuan Dao Master Ning Xuanzhen, I often hear his name in the Golden Account."

The young man nodded, slowly turned and left, "If the Holy Master feels unwell, it is best to return to Shengze Heart Island to recuperate, so as to avoid any hidden dangers in the future."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Luo Qingjun nodded, and then asked, "Where is Your Highness Huangchen going?"

"I'm going to go to Lingming Mountain first. There are things mentioned by the high priest there. I have to get them in my hands and send them back to the Golden Account to be safe."

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh, "If I have time later, maybe I will go and see Taoist Qinglin Shanning.

Let's see how this person who carries the malice of the Dark Abyss, who was mentioned by his father himself, is different from other warriors. "