The Lord who use immortals as food

Sui Zaihua led two Kongtong disciples into the depths of the night. In the vast darkness, the candles disturbed their vision, and the three of them disappeared into the darkness.

All the way forward, the wind and snow did not stop at all in the dark night. It was dark and dark, and it was difficult to distinguish the four directions. For mortals, this was indeed a dangerous situation that there was no way to survive. However, the two pathfinding disciples were both born in the sixth life, with sharp ears and eyes, and their true energy could withstand the cold. It may indeed be too low to slip and fall.

When they looked back and could no longer see the spark in the camp, the three of them saw the first mark they left.

A huge dead tree, two thick branches were chopped off and thrown to the ground, forming a fork shape, which was very eye-catching. This was the sign of an agreement to stop. Several people stepped forward and saw that all the bark of a tree as tall as one person had been violently torn off, leaving large and deep inscriptions on it:

"The sky is dark and the snow is heavy, and the road ahead is long and dangerous. Please, Master Yu, camp here for the night. The big sky will become narrower when it encounters snow. We will explore forward first. If we can't make it, we can go west around this mountain tomorrow morning."

It seemed that the two experienced guiding disciples had the same judgment as the convoy and suggested that they stop in front of the Great Sky Wave for the night, but they went ahead on their own.

"Well, the 'Datianlan' is extremely long and narrow. If you find that you can't go forward halfway, you will have to turn back the way you came. So you have to explore the whole way before you can decide whether to enter the valley." The Kongtong disciple next to him breathed a sigh of relief, "You two Senior brother doesn’t want to waste tomorrow’s time and plans to get the results after tonight.”

Sui Zaihua raised his head and looked up: "There is indeed a risk of avalanche in this weather. I really admire the young hero from your noble family for being thoughtful and careful."

The two hurriedly waved their hands and said with a lively smile: "Senior Brother Ge also likes to run in the mountains, so he came here eager to do this job - on our whole peak, his shoes were the only ones that kept getting broken, and all the clothes makers were suspicious of him. I went out to sell them, but I haven’t sent him new ones recently.”

Another person learned the lesson in a decent manner: "I don't hesitate to do it. My mother's work will last for three to five months. Xu Chao, write me a letter and ask my mother to send it to me!"

Sui Zaihua smiled, found a high branch and jumped up to look out. In the wind and snow, there was no sign of the two of them. But I looked down and saw that there was another pair of footprints on the branch that were neither new nor old. They were indeed not Kongtong's standard boots.

Sui Zaihua jumped down and continued to move forward. When he arrived at the entrance of Datianlan Valley, the snow on the huge rock next to it was completely wiped away, and someone left a mountain talisman of Kongtong.

This is to report the destination. When we come back tomorrow morning, the results will probably be written here. Several people stopped here and planned to return here.

Sui Zaihua looked to the west: "If this road doesn't work, how can we go around to the west?"

One person pointed: "Go down through the shallow depression. Cut down a few trees in front and you can go up the Xishan path. It will be difficult to walk for about half an hour. The back will be fine - anyway, the two of them will go there first. Senior brother, go and see and mark a way for us."

Sui Zaihua nodded, thanked them again for their hard work, and they returned.

The snow stopped for a while during the night, but when the daylight faded from thick black to cold gray, the blinding wind and snow filled the entire mountain range again.

The camp was busy, clearing the snow and packing the luggage, and another cow that was not taken care of froze to death.

"Master Qu! The porridge cooked last night was delicious. It will be more expensive to work hard today!"

The master of the government office was joking while working hard, and now he laughed and scolded: "That's why Mr. Qu gave you eight kilograms of his own dried meat yesterday. Don't push yourself too far!"

Qu Zhu walked over with a smile and carrying a heavy silk bag, causing cheers.

After everyone performed their duties, the entire convoy finally started moving forward again in an orderly manner. When Sui Zaihua came back from the front, Qu Zhu was already leaning on the bullock cart.

"What are you doing? I didn't catch up with the porridge." Qu Zhu handed over a piece of dried meat.

"I ate two boxes of shortbread over there." Sui Zaihua waved his hand and got on the bullock cart.

The carriage and horse were swaying, and the two of them were thinking about their own things, and they were more quiet than talking.

"What do goshawks eat at this time of year?" Sui Zaihua looked at the black spot in the sky, which seemed to be the same one as yesterday.

"There's almost nothing to eat." Qu Zhu raised his head and said, "Unless someone is cooking dried meat porridge down there."

Sui Zaihua smiled: "When we arrive in Fucheng, which official uniform would Brother Wuhui like?"

"It's all the same." Qu Zhu still raised his head and chuckled, "Being an official under an adult is just a matter of endurance. If you work hard for twenty or thirty years, you will eventually have a young eunuch of the Department of Arms."

Sui Zaihua always felt that the tone of this sentence was "You are just a young prisoner of the Weapon Department." He smiled and said: "Actually, you may not be under the command of the Lord. Your sword skills are exquisite and your weapon array is rare. I am about to step into the Xuanmen. , you can go to a position related to spiritual practice, and you have a bright future."

Qu Zhu glanced at him: "Seeing that I am about to step into Xuanmen, you should be faster. Is this the path that Brother Zaihua has drawn for me?"

Sui Zaihua nodded: "There are subtle and necessary connections between the Ceremony Platform, the Sword Xiuyuan, the Weapons Department Supervisor, and the Immortal Platform. Where these connections are made, there is room to move upward."

Qu Zhu smiled: "I won't take advantage of others."

It was already noon during the conversation, and the sky was still dark and unspeakable. Finally, when they arrived at the entrance of Tianlan Valley, the motorcade stopped again, and they were discussing something in front of them.

Sui Zaihua remembered yesterday's mark, got off the car and walked over. As expected, the rock had been snowed again, and a layer of rock skin had been rubbed off. Yesterday's Kongtong mark was also gone, and a "front" sign was removed. Engraved on it.

Apparently the two leading disciples walked through this long valley last night and came back and carved symbols that allowed them to move forward.

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"You walked to the front, didn't you see Senior Brother Ge?"

"No, there's just a symbol here. I think it's probably going forward again."

At such a big fork in the road, the two leading disciples either haven't returned from exploring it yet. Since they have finished exploring it, they should wait here to explain the situation, not to mention they didn't return home last night.

But there is indeed no human figure here, and the marks are very clear.

"I didn't leave any footprints."

"If there are footprints in this kind of snow, I will punish them for their lightness when they go back - the snow has been falling, and the situation in the valley may change at any time. I think they have continued to explore." Su Xuchun is the leader of this trip. Elder Dong said, "Xu Yuan, Zhao Feiyang, you go ahead and chase them. When you catch them, they come back. These two people should be tired."

The two disciples took the order and left.

Su Xuchun turned around and apologized: "The disciples in the sect don't know the importance of the matter. They can't stop when they have the opportunity to perform, which has delayed you all."

"What's the matter? Let's just keep walking forward." Standing next to him was a majestic man with a sword on his back. He only had a single coat in the snow, with his arms exposed. He was none other than Grandmaster Ji Chang sent by the government. Cun, "Master Yu, what do you think?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "I am a burden to everyone. I don't understand anything. Master Ji and Deacon Su decided to do it."

In the final analysis, some road matters are nothing. If the three leaders were not polite to each other, they would not be able to stop here for even half a quarter of an hour. The convoy continued to move forward. Sui Zaihua subconsciously glanced to the west and did not return. Follow like this.

The convoy entered the valley.

"Datianlan" is indeed a wonder worthy of its name.

The canyon is extremely high, as if it can touch the sky. The distance between the two cliffs is only twenty or thirty horses. If the snow falls in the way, nothing can be passed.

Looking up, a long line of sky hangs above, just like a line of blue waves when the sky is clear.

Unfortunately, the wind and snow were messy at this time, and the things that could be seen clearly were limited. The convoy moved in a sparkling way, and after about two miles, we finally saw the next mark.

It is still a mountain talisman of Kongtong, carved on the rock that has been brushed away from the snow, which means that the road ahead is clear and the path is correct.

But Sui Zaihua paused here for a moment. Having served as a document clerk for a long time and working in the same office as Qu Zhu, it is inevitable that he has some attainments in writing and ink - the subtle strokes of this symbol are obviously different from the previous ones.

However, it was indeed two people who were exploring the way. Sui Zaihua didn't pay too much attention to them, he averted his eyes and continued to move forward.

Only the wind and snow were left to cover it up.

On this winter day twenty years ago, there were too many small and specious anomalies in this convoy. However, in such a disturbing wind and snow, too much chaos itself also constituted a sense of security, and everyone's senses were He was dull, and small things just passed by his eyes, and no one paid attention.

Until an anomaly that had to be faced appeared in front of him.

At this time, the sky was getting dark again, and the Kongtong disciples who were sent out to look for the two leading disciples never came back.

Ji Changcun smelled the dangerous atmosphere first and stopped the team seriously here.

The liveliness of the two leading disciples was a minor episode in this leisurely trip, but the disappearance of the four disciples immediately touched his threshold of danger.

The man held his sword solemnly and carefully observed his surroundings.

"What's wrong?" Yu Chaocai asked.

"There are some abnormalities, sir. Don't worry - try not to show up." Ji Changcun said solemnly, "But please prepare the official seal. In case of changes, please put a drop of blood on it."

".good."

"Ran Ming!" Ji Changcun called his confidant, who was a capable swordsman, "Go forward and explore. Whistle in five breaths and turn back in three miles."

"yes!"

"Deacon Su, tell your disciples to be vigilant."

"Okay." Su Xuchun nodded, still a little apologetic, "Sir, don't worry too much, these people in this sect are really not sensitive to time and distance."

The deacon really felt that his disciple was dizzy and missed work, and was more ashamed than vigilant. After all, for the team going to the appointment, this place was a remote mountain, but for him, he always felt that he was still outside the door of his home.

Ji Changcun nodded without saying anything, still looking up at the sky, and suddenly focused on a hovering black spot.

It was at this moment that Ran Ming swept up from the snow in front, stepped on the protruding rocks on the side of the cliff, doubled his speed in a twist, and disappeared into the wind and snow ahead.

Sui Zaihua, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stared at this scene and abandoned his horse to land on the stone.

For those who are trying to improve their Qi on the snow, such a place is indeed an excellent place to exert force. Even if it is subconscious, practitioners will use it once. He lowered his head, and there were indeed old footprints on it.

However, Sui Zaihua's expression tightened.

Apart from Ran Ming and his, there was only one faint trace that could barely be discerned - two pairs of footprints, heading in the direction they came from.

The footprints of two disciples returning to the mouth of the valley after exploring the valley this morning.

They returned to the valley entrance and laid down the symbol, but did not enter the valley again.

What made his heart and lungs tighten even more was that Sui Zaihua suddenly turned around and fell back into the team: "Where is the Kongtong disciple? Who knows what kind of boots the leading disciple named Ge is wearing?"

There was silence in the queue, and after a while someone said: "Sir, he usually wears the shoes sent from home, but today he said he was going to see off distinguished guests, so he borrowed a pair of our official boots to wear."

The footprints he saw on the treetop last night suddenly hit Sui Zaihua's mind, and he suddenly grabbed Ji Changcun and explained the reason.

"I went back to explore, and I suspected that the two of them took another route."

"It's too dangerous." Su Xuchun's face turned pale, "Let's stay together. I'll send a letter to Kongtong right away."

"We have to know what happened." Sui Zaihua said.

Ji Changcun frowned and nodded, his sword already unsheathed.

Sui Zaihua swept back and flew away.

Three breaths later, the carriage and horses were no longer visible, and in the chaos of wind and snow, Sui Zaihua's whole body tensed up. Under the snow, in the wind, on cliffs, behind rocks. He was fully vigilant in every place where people might be hiding, but nothing happened, as if everything was just their suspicion.

Finally, he returned to the mouth of the valley. He looked again at the symbol with a layer removed and it was indeed consistent with the handwriting carved two miles away.

Sui Zaihua immediately turned his head. To the west, the green trees were faintly visible in the mountain col, and there was no trace of anyone.

Sui Zaihua swept down and stopped at the first moment he entered the forest.

There were quite new sword marks on the trees in front of them, and not much snow had fallen into them.

It was not caused by a fight, but by passers-by who cut it with a knife as if to mark it. Sui Zaihua looked forward and saw that by cutting down this row of trees, he could reach the flat road surrounding the mountain in front of him.

The two guides chose this path.

Sui Zaihua pursed his lower lip, hesitated between turning back and moving forward, and then jumped forward to continue chasing.

As expected, the footprints of two pairs of standard boots appeared in sight.

It was not a trace of a leap, but a sign of standing still. Just when they came out of this forest, their owner stood here with his toes forward for a while. Sui Zaihua raised his eyes and knew why. One of the two directions was wider and farther. The snow was thick, but the snow on the other side was thin. Sui Zaihua looked along the tracks and saw that they chose the safer option and carved an eye-catching mark here.

But what really made Sui Zaihua tighten his grip on the hilt of the sword was the one foot behind the two pairs of footprints, where the pair of footprints appeared again.

The new and old pairs were the same as the previous two pairs. When the two disciples in front were discussing the route, he stood quietly behind them.

Sui Zaihua continued to move forward along the guidance, this time he didn't walk for too long.

After just turning around a mountain col to ensure that the convoy passing by on the other side would not see them, the two disciples turned into corpses.

They were half-buried in the snow, and the dazzling red blood melted and seeped into the snow, and was frozen back into ice crystals in a very short time. Later, the snow covered them, creating a hazy and bright scene.

Sui Zaihua stepped forward with his sword in hand, his steps paused, and his body suddenly tensed.

A black robe appeared quietly in front of him, like a ghost in the chaos of white. Half of his face was exposed under the cloak, which was a colorful scene.

"That was the first time I met someone from Huansilou." Sui Zaihua said, Wudong was sitting cross-legged beside him, writing a letter with his head down.

Sui Zaihua spent a lot of effort to fight him off.

Not only was his whereabouts mysterious, he was fierce in fighting, but he also mastered a kind of fire-controlling Qi technique. The moment Sui Zaihua thrust the sword into his throat, flames shot up and burned the corpse.

Sui Zaihua wiped the blood from his lips. The burned skin was not soothed in such weather, but stung even more. He immediately gritted his teeth and ran back, through the dense forest, over the mountain col, and re-entered the valley. The wind and snow were still howling, covering his ears and eyes. But even behind the heavy snowfall, the fresh smell of blood already flooded into the nostrils.

After running for only a few steps, the Zhenxuan Qi that was stirring in front of him hit his face. Sui Zaihua rushed over quickly, and it was a tragic scene.

There was no fierce conflict and confrontation as he imagined. There were actually only three enemies.

The strength of the two men was similar to that of the one he had just fought. Su Xuchun struggled to withstand one of them, while the other one moved left and right among the Kongtong disciples, each sword bringing out a streak of blood.

But what made him most heartbroken was the black robe at the end.

Like an owl among chickens, Sui Zaihua could hardly catch his movements. Every mortal cultivator he passed fell down like wheat - Ran Ming, this eight-year-old monk blocked his path. In a flash, he fell down together with the coachman beside him, without causing any waves.

Sui Zaihua knew before this scene that it would have no impact whether he chose to come back or not. He could neither save anyone nor escape from this massacre.

But he still has to work hard.

The mysterious formation supported by the official seal has enveloped the entire area. On the other side, Ji Changcun is obviously proficient in transport. He gathered his profound energy and faced the black robe with his sword, but was knocked back several feet with one punch. Sui Zaihua withdrew his gaze, first assisted Su Xuchun in killing one person with his sword, then turned and headed towards the collapsed main tent on the other side.

Master Yu was immediately hidden under an overturned carriage. When Sui Zaihua rushed over, Qu Zhuzheng, who was stained with blood, flipped the carriage over.

Sui Zaihua rushed over and knelt down. Yu Chaocai was lying on the ground holding a dagger and pressing the official seal with one hand. The old man's body was shivering from the cold. When he saw the two of them, his face turned pale: "You guys, run away and leave me alone." Wuhui, leave quickly."

The man kneeling in front of him trembled his lips. He didn't know how things suddenly became like this.

The officials appointed by the imperial court took office in their own territory. Next to them were Kongtong, who was thirty years old in front of the Tianxia Sword Gate. They neither carried any secret treasures nor were they involved in anything.

In addition to Mr. Yu’s upright character,

But they also prepared a letter of assistance that could be sent out in time, and they took a temporarily changed route. In such confusion, who could lock them in this valley in just half a day!

The man gritted his teeth and raised his head, and the scene of the fight suddenly came into view.

With the blessing of the official seal, Ji Changchen struggled to thrust out a dazzling sword. The black robe was being pounced on by Su Xuchun with his life, and the sword penetrated into the chest and abdomen. After succeeding in one move, the fuya master unleashed unimaginable power in the subsequent moves. Under the continuous attack, the black robe was struck by three swords in a row!

But the next moment, Ji Changcun tightly covered his abdomen, and cold sweat suddenly fell from his forehead!

The man's heart and lungs contracted suddenly, and he suddenly tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, but a cold sword had penetrated his chest from behind, dripping with blood, and penetrated into the throat of the old man in front of him.

Two pairs of eyes faced each other in disbelief, and the pair on the opposite side, like a dead tree in an old pond, dimmed faster.

He slowly turned around and looked at the man holding the sword. In the dark night, blood slowly flowed from this colleague's forehead, and he suddenly realized that this face was so unfamiliar.