The Lord who use immortals as food

Swordbelly Mountain.

Wudong was sent away from the belly of the mountain, and there was no more strange sword in this formation.

Ming Qitian's eyes fell quietly on the mountain wall that separated the front and back for half an incense stick of time.

The woman never made any small movements when thinking, holding the sword and standing quietly. If she were a jade woman, she would look stiff and dead, still like a light cloud slowly floating in the sky.

Xiao Tingshu leaned against the stone pillar and looked at her, and suddenly said weakly: "Master Mingjian."

Ming Qitian turned his head.

"Sorry."

The woman looked at him quietly.

"I really have no choice but to let you get involved in this matter." The blood in his throat made a low hissing sound. "The last time you came to Kongtong, I benefited a lot from talking with you. It's a pity that I didn't see Jianfu Mountain. I regret this trip."

"I will come as well."

"Because of that young man?" Xiao Tingshu tried to lean his head back on the stone pillar so that he could look at the woman without too much effort, his eyes full of fatigue. "He is indeed a rare hero. It's a pity that if the sword master [Zhan Xin Liuli] is by his side, he will naturally not be bound by the resonance and can go out at any time now."

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"People like the sword master sometimes everyone can guess what they will do. He said that you will definitely give the sword to the young man." Xiao Tingshu looked at the quiet woman, "He also said that if I seriously injured Li Guangying, you must send him out for treatment; if I failed to hurt him, you must send Wudong out. You will never leave them behind and go first."

"I thought about it, it seems to be true." Xiao Tingshu tried to pull the corner of his mouth.

"Who said that?" Ming Qitian asked.

Xiao Tingshu was silent for a moment and smiled: "What do you think, Sword Master?"

"Bai Tianqu."

"." Xiao Tingshu was silent for a moment and looked at Ming Qitian.

There was no information from the outside world here, no drama found by Sui Zaihua, no mountain formations that he had tested, and no direct lineage relationship that Wudong had understood, but the woman looked at him and spit out the name directly.

"You are disguising yourself as a person who has stolen power, blocking the communication between others and Bai Tianqu, and having the power of life and death in Kongtong. You also sealed Jianfu Mountain and pointed the suspicion to the [Da Sishan] outside." Ming Qitian looked at him, "But you are not that kind of person."

Xiao Tingshu's face was pale.

"Sorry, I don't analyze what other people are thinking, but you don't have such a strong desire in your heart." Ming Qitian's voice was as clear as water, "Pei Ye has it, Senior Ji has it, and I think Bai Tianqu has it too, but you don't have the fire in your heart to accomplish something."

"Whether it's the 'Sword Collection' or anything else, you don't care that much. I think you do all this just for a specific person." Ming Qitian looked at him, "I think you are more loyal to Bai Tianqu than to Kongtong, right?"

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There was silence for a while, and the four peak masters also looked at him.

"Brother, I really want to make the 'Sword Collection'." After a long silence, Xiao Tingshu lowered his eyes and said softly.

He looked up at everyone, and his words seemed sincere when he was weak: "Kongtong has been a plan for hundreds of years, and he turned against his master for it. Because he really believed that he could do it, and he has been forcing himself to do it. Master Feng, you can stand here now, because you have never taken this responsibility." Shi Shaosheng said coldly: "Brother Bai wants to make the "Sword Collection". Does he want to use Kongtong disciples as fertilizer? How is that different from the evil sect?!" "It's no different." Xiao Tingshu looked at him with indifferent eyes, "Do you really think human life is so important? When I was in the martial arts world, people died one after another like ants every day. I really don't understand, for a plan of hundreds of years, what's the big deal if a few people die?" "." Shi Shaosheng seemed to want to press the sword to fight, but he closed his eyes and did not move. "But Senior Brother does not allow the killing of Kongtong disciples." Xiao Tingshu also closed his eyes, "We have been using gentle methods to collect swords until it really does not meet the requirements, and then Huansi Tower uses the Soul-Grabbing Pearl."

"Does Junior Brother Bai know about this?"

". I know."

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"But he doesn't know about Ji Feng, Yan Caiyue and Zhang Jingbi." Xiao Tingshu also tilted his head to look at the stone wall, his eyes seemed to penetrate the past, "I didn't tell him that he would not agree to kill Kongtong disciples, and would rather fail at the last hurdle."

"Since Senior Brother Bai disagrees, you still want to collude with Huansi Tower." Guan Shutang looked at him coldly.

Xiao Tingshu raised his head and scanned the faces of several people one by one, closed his eyes and said: "So, this is my fault."

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Silence again.

"But Master Ming Jian." Xiao Tingshu looked at her again, "It was not my senior brother who said those words, but another person."

"Who?"

"The formation master from Huansi Tower, a dangerous, deep, and extremely talented person." Xiao Tingshu said softly, "All the plans of Huansi Tower were coordinated and assisted by him, and he built the building from scratch. When we first met 20 years ago, he only had an ordinary green face, and we called him Qu Zhu; now he is the [Shadow Sima] of Huansi Tower."

"Thank you." Ming Qitian looked at the stone wall, but this time he raised the sword, "Since everything is related to your master, why not meet face to face."

".What?"

"I can't just sit here and do nothing. Since I can't retreat, I might as well move forward." Ming Qitian looked up at the mountain wall like a sky curtain and walked forward, "Please ask the four seniors to help with the Juxing formation."

[Juxing] is the most common Xuanqi combing formation passed down by Taoism. It can comb the Xuanqi of several Xuanmen into one line with not very high efficiency for the formation center to use.

".The Sword Master wants to..."

"It won't hurt to give it a try."

In silence, the four people slowly took their positions. One ‘Tuanshen’ and three ‘Yeque’ joined together in the gathering of stars, and the mysterious energy connected and flowed into one. In the end, what was sent to the person in the center of the formation was nothing more than the full force of a ‘Yeque’.

But this mysterious energy was at his disposal.

Ming Qitian raised his hand and plucked it. As his sleeves fluttered, the mysterious energy flowed into white clouds. The sword body fluttered with the clouds. When the sleeves fell, the bright blade was already erected in front of him.

The woman stood still for two breaths, and the clouds surrounded her body, floating like an immortal.

She raised her sword and pointed, as if it was an imperial decree. In the belly of the mountain that was nearly a hundred feet high, a cloud of gas instantly flowed into a white dragon. The mountain wall that cut off the front and back was like an iron curtain. The formation pattern stretched for a hundred feet in the mountain. At the beginning of the death casting, it could only be opened from the inside to the outside.

Now the snow-white clouds entered without any stagnation, like a dragon entering the water. The next moment, there was no dust in the sky or flying stones, only the white that suddenly illuminated half of the mountain belly, the jade feathers broke, and countless cloud streams spread out into a long satin of nearly ten feet. In the wild air flow, the woman drew her sword horizontally, and everything fell into silence within two breaths.

Only the stone wall in front of her, which seemed indestructible, had revealed a long and bottomless passage.

A thick enough dragon-breaking stone could trap a master of a big sect. The upper limit of the realm of Xuanmen can be seen from this, but this descendant of Yunlang seemed to have never been able to talk to him.

"Yunquezhu Youtian Qijuan" [Qiwu Jiexing]

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Ming Qitian put the sword behind his back and looked at the end of the tunnel. Xiao Tingshu was completely speechless, staring at this miracle in disbelief, holding the stone pillar tightly with his hands, and trying to stand up in a panic.

Ming Qitian took the lead and walked into the mountain wall.