Yu Sha

Late at night, the vast sea is still full of huge waves rolled up by strong winds and rain. Under the dark night, it seems that the sky and the sea have become a world of steaming water vapor.

But between the lightning and stone fire, a cry suddenly cut through the roaring sound of the waves. When you looked carefully, there seemed to be fireworks exploding in the dark mid-air.

Amidst the continuous wails, five colors of divine light suddenly appeared from the swaying flame vortex. For just a flash, the hole illuminated into the form of five phoenixes and fire gods.

Immediately afterwards, the five phoenixes took advantage of the wind and rain, and when they made space, they turned into five-colored escaping light, escaping in different directions.

Swish——!

Until the sound of breaking through the sky was heard, until the roar of the fireworks, the four divine bird fire phases collapsed in the cry.

In the flash of dazzling light, people just realized that the real light was suspended between the dark sky and the earth, and the constantly surging black curtain seemed to be a suspended river flowing.

But at this moment, under the reflection of the last few fireworks, dots of five-color auras reflected from the dark curtain. At first glance, they seemed like endless hanging prayer pillars.

When I looked again, in front of the dark curtain, surrounded by the heavy hanging prayer pillars, only the red phoenix was singing, like a shooting star, suddenly passing through the intertwined wind and rain, and finally smashing hard. It fell on the sea, seemed to be struggling to jump up, and was swept by the wind and rain again, and fell hard into the sea for the second time!

A sound broke through the air.

There was no longer any appearance of Huo Feng.

When he looked carefully, he saw the third elder of the Yan family rushing out of the sea, wet and in an extremely embarrassed state. The moment he stood in the sky, five-color fireworks once again illuminated his side.

Because of the brightness of the fire, people could clearly see the ferocious face of the middle-aged Taoist.

But from the perspective of the more majestic world, the five-color fireworks above the vast ocean are just like small candle flames, swaying in the wind and rain, as if they will be completely extinguished in the next moment.

Then, the voice of the third elder echoed hard from the wind and rain.

"Pindao is an elder from Tingchang Mountain! He belongs to the clans of Dongshan! Looking at your Taoist teachings, from Rengui, Yin and Yang have been tempered with each other, and they have been refined into evil energy. He should be from the Yuanmen Great Sect. I don't know when you and I were born. Do you have to have a grudge like this with Pindao?

Fellow Taoist, if there is a misunderstanding and you just leave, I can pretend that nothing happened!

Or if you can show up and talk about it, it would be a good thing if you can talk about the grievances. But if you just block me, fellow Taoist, I am running for Tingchang Mountain! Can you bear the consequences of this? "

When the words fell, the third elder's falcon-like eyes stared past the flames, looking behind the layers of curtains, hoping to see some hazy figure.

It's just destined to teach him disappointment.

Suddenly, a woman's voice that was full of vicissitudes of life sounded from all directions.

Just listening to the voice, it seems that the person is middle-aged, and the slightly hoarse voice is full of rough traces of the wind and frost, but the person is still standing at the end of the afterglow of grace, and has not completely shown his old age.

Just listening to the hazy voice of vicissitudes of life makes people suddenly feel the sadness of the passing of time for no reason.

"Cause and effect... I came here for a cause and effect! To refine the Five Phoenix Demon Flame, you needless to say, you must be a member of the Tingchang Mountain Sect! What I am looking for is also a member of the Tingchang Mountain Sect!

There once was a genius of the Sword Sect who made a mistake. He had been unsuccessful for many years and wasted his time working as a small steward in the Demon Suppressing Cave. He just wanted to hide and refused to see any of his old friends again.

When I heard about the accident in Northern Xinjiang, I thought that when the earth dragon turned around, he had already been buried... So I set off, running thousands of miles to see him for the last time and send him off on his last journey.

But who would have thought that I would actually see his tomb in Lingqiu Mountain... Although death is like a lamp going out, all cause and effect disappear, but I am still alive, and his old friends are all alive!

Therefore, he went to Lingqiu Mountain to pay homage to the ancestor of the Yuan Clan and asked for the news. What a coincidence, but the person who killed him in the end was a member of the Tingchang Mountain Clan, a member of the Dongshan clan! "

At the end of his words, the voices echoing in all directions suddenly gathered together and sounded faintly behind the third elder.

In an instant, the third elder suddenly shuddered and suddenly jumped and spun in the mid-air.

When he looked behind him where he originally stopped.

The hazy prayer pillars overlapped to form a thick black curtain, and stepping on the flowing black river was a middle-aged woman with gray hair and a purple robe.

At this moment, what the middle-aged woman is holding in her arms is a slightly tattered wooden board. Under the flickering light of the fire, the mottled ancient seal characters on it can be vaguely seen——

The Tomb of the Three Cave of Gu Jian Xiu Ma!

In an instant, the third elder's face suddenly turned pale.

In the whirlwind of the strong wind, the coldness enveloped his whole body. In the flash of lightning, the swaying fireworks turned into candle flames in the wind.

Five colors, four colors, three colors...

The streaks of flames shrieked and dissipated in the coldness.

Until the end, only the red fireworks were still wrapping around the third elder's body with difficulty.

At this moment, even the middle-aged woman who was immersed in sadness and melancholy couldn't help but glance at the third elder.

"The realm is vain!"

With such a scolding, the middle-aged woman's slightly ferocious voice could be heard amidst the chill and evil energy of the water swirling in the wind and waves.

"Dead people cannot be resurrected, so even though I show up, our grudge cannot be settled no matter what!"

"It is said... that the Earth Master line of Yuanmen, whether it is Feng Shui Kanyu, formation formation or imprisonment, all originated from the Burial Sutra line, and the Burial Sutra line, according to legend, originated from the ancient shaman lineage, which is the mourning of death. A collection of many rituals."

"So, to bury someone, there must be more than just fire, smoke, and the wanton dancing of witches."

"There will be burials! There will be animals! There will be sacrificial vessels!"

"Remember, if you meet my old friend on the Yinming Road, remember to tell him that I am Xie Chengqiong, a member of the Daocheng Yunji lineage. I want to let him know that there are still people in this vast world who remember him!"

Listening to these very familiar words, the expression on the third elder's face became more and more ferocious.

When he spoke again, perhaps he was too cold, and his voice was trembling and very sharp.

"You...you have been following me for a long time..."

"You know everything!"

"No, I can't kill this... horse... this horse with three holes!"

"The person who killed him was Chunyu Huai! He was from the Chunyu family in Dongshan! Not my Yan family - my surname is Yan! I really - my surname is Yan!"

When hearing this, Xie Chengqiong suddenly smiled.

The wrinkles between her eyebrows appeared, like traces of wind blowing over the years.

"I know everything. I know everything."

"But the Tingchangshan family has a great business, and I have grown up with the reputation of Mother Danxia. Are you going to kill her at the gate? I don't have that ability..."

"This time I went to the outer sea again, intending to look for the swordsman of my old friend, but who would have thought that I would see the Five Phoenix Demon Flame on the Hundred Snake Islands..."

"Fellow Taoist Yan, all of this is fate, all is cause and effect, all is disaster!"

"Remember, you must remember what I just said. If you meet someone on the dark road, you must take the words with you."

When the voice fell.

I don’t know when, but the flickering fireworks had stopped dancing for a long time.

When he looked again, there were no fireworks anywhere. Only the red spiritual light shone around him, enveloping the three elders with stiff and twisted faces, all sealed in the cold ice shell.

Xie Chengqiong raised his hand and faintly touched the third elder's heart.

Suddenly, a scorching stream of flames flowed from Jiang Gong's heart ventricle, and the hazy dark red fire burned the remains of the third elder into ashes and dust.

Some gray powder was scattered in the strong wind.

When I look again, thank you

In Cheng Qiong's hand, only a five-color firework was left whirling, and with a sudden shake of Xie Chengqiong's wrist, it turned into five-color smoke and dust, completely dissipating into the night.

Finally, an extremely sad sigh fell. When I looked again, all the figures, prayer buildings, and curtains in the place had disappeared, as if they had suddenly disappeared in the wind and rain, disappearing in the wind and rain. invisible.

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Tingchang Mountain, in the Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.

It was still Mother Danxia's body sitting on the lotus platform, and Chun Yuhuai was still standing in the center of the Taoist hall, looking at Mother Danxia coldly.

After a brief moment of silence and staring, Chunyu Huai finally asked impatiently.

"Why did you call me here again?"

There was no trace of sadness or joy on Danxia's old mother's face. She just spoke quietly, like a lonely old man talking about home.

"The third youngest of the Yan family died offshore."

Hearing this, Chunyu Huai raised his eyebrows.

"So? It's not enough to fill in three lives, and now you are asking me to fill in one more life? I know that you have almost gone crazy thinking about starting a sect in these years, but, from ancient times to the present, you Have you ever heard of the Holy Land Church where the founder is alone?"

After hearing this, Danxia's mother smiled kindly.

"My dear girl, is it true that teaching the body's energy and blood affects the soul and thoughts? The two of us are arguing over it, whether it's to fall in love with other people's spiritual objects, to teach your eldest aunt to break into the mountain, or to run away without telling the whole family. Go to Lingqiu Mountain... Dear girl, you are responsible for all of this from scratch! In Tingchang Mountain, everyone can hate grandma, and everyone can be angry, but you are the only one! Only you, Chun Yuhuai! You don’t have the right to be angry! You don’t have the right to teach me!”

When the words fell, it was like thunder exploding for the last time.

Next, in the huge Taoist palace, the old man and the young man were silent, and no one spoke anymore.

Not long after, finally, the voice of Danxia's mother came out.

"Ancient books once said about the secret of Phoenix Nirvana. Such rumors are not false. As long as you do this well, grandma promises you that she will teach you the secret method of refining the yin and yang of the physical body!"

After hearing this, Chunyu Huai's eyes finally brightened.

He quickly took a step forward.

"You keep your word!"

"Grandma's words always count!"

"Empty words and white teeth don't count! You... need to swear an oath!"

"Okay——! Grandma will swear to you! I will give you an oath!"