Nine Heavens

In the other direction, the two men in blue in the clouds saw Xiao Qiaolang fly away and both appeared from within the cloud. The two watched Xiao Qiaolang's figure gradually condense into a black spot in the sky, and then they flew together towards the bedroom where the six peak masters were.

"Senior Brother Yunzhong, I see that Junior Brother Xiao treated Uncle Huolong very affectionately and righteously. We followed him for several days and found nothing wrong at all? What is the purpose of Master asking us to follow him?" Lian Qingfeng asked during the flight.

Yun Zhongzi glanced at the direction where Xiao Qiaolang disappeared, and said: "You don't know, and of course I don't know too well, but I always feel that Master asked us to follow Xiao Qiaolang, this must be related to the three uncles. Death must be related!"

"You mean all the senior uncles suspected that Junior Brother Xiao killed Zixiao, Aoyu and Huolong? The one who successfully practiced Yangchi's magical skills? Even if he is stronger than the three senior uncles at this time, didn't the three senior uncles die before he successfully practiced Dingyangchi's magical skills?" Lianqingfeng asked in surprise.

"Hush! Brother Qingfeng, keep your voice down. Master has repeatedly told you that the death of the three peak masters must be kept secret. This is a serious matter, so we must be careful! Let's stop guessing. We just report what we see when we go back! "

After the two finished speaking, they cautiously glanced in the direction where Xiao Qiaolang disappeared. Then Yun Zhongzi took out a flying swan fish from his sleeve, and sealed a tracking consciousness on it. Let it fly away, and after watching it track and fly in the direction where Xiao Qiaolang passed away, the two continued to move forward.

After about a quarter of an hour, the two disappeared into the countless palaces and pavilions of the Blood Coagulation Palace.

At this time, suddenly, in the clouds and mists, a tall figure in a red Taoist robe appeared strangely, it was Xiao Qiaolang who had gone and returned. He was holding the flying swan fish released by Yun Zhongzi just now, and with a little force, the poor flying swan fish turned into powder before it even had time to scream, and then scattered and drifted away.

"Bah! Follow me? If I didn't think you were useful for the time being, I would have turned you two into ghosts of the underworld long ago!" Xiao Qiaolang said angrily, and then his figure suddenly turned into a blood-colored divine light and shot towards the sky .

An hour later, Xiao Qiaolang appeared in a very ordinary small valley in Coagulation Blood Peak. This small valley is really ordinary. Except for a small winding river, the entire valley is surrounded by exposed red rocks, and there is not even a blade of grass on it.

However, Xiao Qiaolang stared at an inconspicuous rock in the small river in a daze. The water of the small river is very clear, gurgling and rushing. The bottom of the river is full of such inconspicuous rocks, most of which leak out part of the creek. The rocks are all bright red. Under the sunlight, the color of the rocks is reflected in the water, as if the river water is also red, like blood.

Especially from a distance, the small river looks like a long blood-red dragon, so Xiao Qiaolang called this river the Blood Dragon River. He likes to name many things after the blood dragon. For example, his cave is called the Blood Dragon Cave, and his Blood Clotting Sword It's called the Blood Dragon Sword, and his Taoist robe is called the Blood Dragon Robe because the Blood Dragon is the highest state of Dingyang Chi's practice of congealing the body, which is his ideal.

The water in the Xuelong River is actually not red at all, and it is very clean and clear, and it even tastes very sweet. But no one has ever drank it except Xiao Qiaolang, and no one dares to drink it.

This valley is ordinary and terrible, but it is said that it is very evil. After seeing the river here, no matter who it is, it will be inexplicably crazy. Because of this, it is just a small ordinary valley, and a deadly ordinary river has no patrons at all. Although this is not the forbidden area of ​​Congealing Blood Peak, it is still colder than the forbidden area. No disciple within a hundred miles would choose to open a cave nearby.

Xiao Qiaolang never believed in evil, so he was the only one who dared to come here. He has seen this river more than once, and he has really gone crazy, but unlike those people who have gone crazy, he has discovered the reason why he has gone crazy.

That's because there is a very bizarre cave under the inconspicuous rock in front of me. The cave is full of a plant that confuses the minds of humans. Its faint fragrance will make people who smell it lose their minds and go crazy.

And the only way to overcome this fragrance and no longer be confused is to devour a plant of this kind. When I went mad, I devoured the whole plant because of my disbelief. On the contrary, it was a blessing in disguise and saved myself.

After coming here, I never lost my mind again, and almost all the disciples who saw the blood dragon river died almost.

Xiao Qiaolang looked at this unremarkable stone for a long time, then lowered his head, made a bowl shape with his hands, and took a few sips of water from the Blood Dragon River.

"Wow! It's so cool!" The bloody dragon river submerged his stomach, and the feeling of coolness and pleasure hit his whole body! Xiao Qiaolang couldn't help being amazed.

Next, his figure turned into a ray of divine light and got into the cave at the bottom of the rock.

The space inside the cave was very narrow when I first entered the cave entrance, only a few feet away, but after walking for a while, the world inside suddenly widened, like a huge closed valley, with the same kind of plants growing everywhere.

This kind of plant is emerald green all over and looks more than a foot high, with a delicate small flower growing on it. The flower has only four petals, the petals are slender and soft, and they are gently folded and closed. The shape of the petals is very special, and the two petals are opposite each other like palms. The other two pieces, one like a tear and the other in the shape of a heart, are also opposite.

The whole flower looks like a pair of slender hands holding a heart and a tear.

Xiao Qiaolang randomly picked one of these plants and put it in his breath, smelled the faint fragrance from it for a while, then bit the flower in his mouth, chewed it casually a few times and swallowed it, leaving the stems and leaves casually behind him.

The shape of the entire valley is high on both sides and low in the middle, like an ancient river channel shape, with the left and right banks stretching as far as ten thousand feet long. Looking from a distance, it is vast and majestic. But now it seems that the big river that was supposed to be surging in the past is no longer there. There is only a small river flowing in the center of the lower part of the valley, but the river water is extremely clear and transparent, without any dust stains.

The river is not wide, but only a few feet wide, and not deep, just below Xiao Qiaolang's knees, which is the deepest point. The water flows smoothly, fast and silently, and there is no sound of water flow at all.

The direction of the water flow is opposite to the direction where Xiao Qiaolang is standing. The clear river flows towards the underground world behind Xiao Qiaolang. I don't know where it is going, but going upstream, Xiao Qiaolang knows where it is going.

After adapting to the darkness around him for a while, Xiao Qiaolang raised his blood coagulation sword, slapped a lighting spirit stone on his head, and quickly flew upstream along the small river.

The vast green grass on the left and right faces each other, and the river in the middle is gurgling. Xiao Qiaolang draws a red rainbow in silence, piercing the darkness ahead.

Several hours later, when the sun was already setting in the outside world, a three-story pavilion appeared in front of Xiao Qiaolang's eyes.

This pavilion is very special, it just happened to be built on the source of this river - Yiyanquan. The water in the creek behind him comes from this eye spring.

For a long time, Xiao Qiaolang thought that the water of the Blood Dragon River outside was also a product of this eye spring, but what was very surprising was that he couldn't find any place where the two could figure it out. The two rivers are only separated by a rock, but there is no phenomenon that a drop of water seeps into each other, which is difficult for Xiao Qiaolang to understand.

Where exactly is the source of that seemingly ordinary Blood Dragon River is a mystery.

When Xiao Qiaolang saw the pavilion appear, his face showed joy, his feet suddenly accelerated, and then he shot onto the pavilion with a few ups and downs.

The pavilion is very elegantly arranged, not too many furnishings, but it is full of quaint taste everywhere. Xiao Qiaolang didn't know when this pavilion was built and who built it, but he felt that its history of existence could be traced back tens of thousands of years.

Because the blue boulders used to build this pavilion, and some of the decorations carved on them are not the style of the current Xuanlingmen. The huge cyan boulder was simply cut, and then stacked together in a patchwork manner, seemingly primitive, but exquisitely crafted. The windows and doors of the entire pavilion are also natural, with a little modification of the blue boulders.

The room is nothing more than a stone table, a stone chair, and a stone bed, nothing else.

Xiao Qiaolang likes this place very much. Since he discovered it, he has cleaned it up. And come here to practice in closed doors from time to time. He simply allocated the three floors of the pavilion, the bottom floor was used as a practice room, and the middle floor was used as his quiet room for meditation. And on the top level, he has even better uses.

Now he floated directly to the top floor. After he settled down, he didn't go to the room, but stood on the top of the pavilion and stared at a stone gate more than ten feet high on a high rock wall.

He counted the time outside the cave with his fingers, nodded slightly, and then floated up to the rock wall hundreds of meters away from the pavilion, then used the silence technique to forcefully push open the stone door, floated and shot in.

Seen from a distance, the inside of the stone gate was bright, as if it was daytime, and the pavilion was instantly covered with a layer of glow.

In the dark world around, the pavilion looks more simple and solemn at this moment.

Inside the stone gate is an underground passage more than ten feet wide, and there are steps at the foot. When you climb up, Xiao Qiaolang just entered the stone gate. When he looked up, there were dozens of square stone steps. Steps, upwards because the direction has been changed, so I can't see it.

The stone walls on both sides of the passage are inlaid with illuminating spirit stones, so the passage is as bright as day.

Xiao Qiaolang stood cautiously at the stone gate and breathed quietly for a while, appearing a little nervous.

After a while, he didn't step up the steps, but still controlled the coagulation sword, performed the method of restraining his breath and silently, and flew slowly towards the depths of the passage.

The passage was very long, and Xiao Qiaolang flew around for half an hour with the coagulation sword, bypassing one turn after another, and finally flew to the highest point.

A secret door appeared in front of Xiao Qiaolang, and there was another secret door inside the secret door. Opening that secret door was Master Huolong Peak Master's bedroom.

"What's the matter with Aoyu and Zixiao? How could such an incomprehensible thing like self-mutilation happen?" Xiao Qiaolang vaguely heard the voice of Moqing Peak Master through two secret doors.