After Xie Yao left, Yun Qing returned to the house to rest. Su Xin and Linjun were waiting outside. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
There are all kinds of sinister and sinister phenomena in the magic array. There are dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder, magma flowing turbulently on the ground, and dead trees rotting. But Xie Yao had been sitting here for less than half a quarter of an hour, and all the evil appearances had faded away. The fresh air was wrapped in clouds and smoke, covering the building where Yun Qing was. At first glance, it looked like a fairyland.
Linjun felt the lingering strong immortal energy around him, frowned and said: "This Dongxuanzi is a bit too strong. He can change the celestial phenomena just like those strange beasts with his own breath. It's really hard to fight with this formation." Like paper?"
Su Xin also felt strange: "He was the latest to get started. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so strong..."
"When it comes to the entry time, isn't Junior Sister Huang Quan about the same time? Now she has also returned to the first level." Linjun suddenly thought of something, and then asked, "I heard that Junior Sister Huang Quan was familiar with Dong Xuanzi in her early years, she won't be the one this time Are you really letting yourself go? I just saw the two of them sitting opposite each other for a while, and I thought there must be a good fight."
After Yun Qing set up a large missionary formation between himself and Xie Yao, Su Xin and Linjun could no longer sense what was going on in the formation, and what happened between the two of them could only be half guessed and half inferred. Moreover, Yun Qing was now speechless and basically relied on voice transmission. All the discussions she had with Song Liyou were only in secret and were not brought up in front of the two senior brothers and sisters. Therefore, although Suxin and Linjun felt that Yunqing was not trying his best, they would not think in the direction of "intentionally letting go".
"How do you know that the underworld is drained?" Su Xin rolled her eyes at Linjun and said, "I think she is really unwell, so the two of them might just sit and chat for a while. That Immortal Lord I will have to deal with a lot of Taoism next, and Huang Quan will also have to deal with his senior brothers and sisters next, so neither of them is willing to put in their full effort."
Linjun thought it made sense when he heard it: "Is this considered... everyone gets what he needs?"
Suxin nodded: "What I find strange is Dong Xuanzi's last words..."
"Bi Luo?" Linjun's heart tightened, and his face darkened, "The Saint will take care of this matter, and it has nothing to do with us."
Su Xin thoughtfully said: "Although we demons have always known that there was an underworld one hundred thousand years ago, no one knows how that underworld died. In recent years, after leaving the Wuwu Demon Realm, we have heard more and more rumors. The more there are, it is said that it was Biluo back then... "
"Okay, stop talking." Linjun's face became more and more ugly, and he looked back at the room. Yun Qing was not meditating, but playing with Kunwu with one hand, wondering what he was thinking. Aman stood beside her like an iron tower, his eyes were lifeless, and his features were full of beast-like ferocity. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
"What's so taboo about this?" Su Xin didn't care. She turned back and glanced at Yun Qing lightly, "Who cares about what happened a hundred thousand years ago? Besides, if you lose once, you will lose for the rest of your life. , I still don’t know who will live or die between the Wuhuang Demon Realm and the Tongtian Divine Vein.”
Linjun frowned and retorted: "That's not what I said... You know, there are great causes and effects in everything. If you talk about this matter recklessly, be careful not to get out."
"What are you afraid of?" Su Xin glanced at him sideways and slowly brushed her sharp nails, "You and I are in this troubled world. How can we escape if we are afraid of being trapped?"
Linjun was silent for a while, and then he said: "Everyone follows his own path, and each meets his own calamity. The journey of cultivating the Tao is inherently lonely. You can't even see the path under your feet clearly. Why do you care about this?"
Those who have a way to go immerse themselves in the road, and those who have no way to go focus on paving the way. This is an unchanging principle among ascetics.
Su Xin fell silent after hearing this, her expression hidden behind the black veil was a little sad. The two of them stood quietly at the door of Yun Qing's house, like statues made of stone.
Yun Qing in the room seemed to know nothing. She pulled out the scroll behind her and slowly unfolded it. She cut her wrist with Kunwu, and blood flowed all over the table. Aman moved away uneasily, not wanting to be stained with her blood. The blood on his wrist dripped down his pale fingertips. Yun Qing put his fingertips against the brightly colored meticulous painting and painted every corner of the painting bit by bit. The thin bloody light quickly spreads to the bustling city street scene in the painting, creating a strange atmosphere.
Yun Qing's fingertips touched every part of this painting little by little. She could feel the sounds of people in the painting jostling each other, the cries of vendors, the sound of gurgling water in the moat, and the sound of boats breaking, but only I can't find the faint sound of the piano alone.
"Escaped pretty fast..." Yun Qing almost dyed the entire painting red, but still couldn't find any trace of the young man in cloth. He was a Taoist during his lifetime, and after his death he entered the sword pavilion and practiced for countless years. As a Kunwu sword spirit, he was also protected by Kunwu's aura. Yun Qing was not familiar with swords and weapons, so it was troublesome to find them.
Her blood seeped into the painting, and the bustling city gradually turned into a sea of blood and bones. The remaining scene of the Gaya Imperial Capital was replaced by the chaos of Yama. The cloth shirt was submerged in the dust waves of the old dynasty, completely missing. to the trace.
Yun Qing searched for a long time to no avail, and finally threw Kunwu onto the scroll without interest. The sharp blade penetrated the drawing paper directly and pierced the table. This drawing paper is invulnerable to fire and ice, and is invulnerable to weapons. Yun Qing pierced it with Kunwu so coldly at this time, and actually pierced it directly.
Aman seemed to have heard Yun Qing's thoughts, and leaned over to hold her on his shoulder, then turned and left the table, not forgetting to glare at the painting fiercely before turning around.
The green cloud on his shoulder burst out laughing: "Why are you staring at it?"
Aman howled lowly, his voice dark and deep, just like a wild beast howling at the moon at night.
"Throw it away when you don't need it, why are you angry?" Yun Qing raised her hand and rubbed his head, and the scroll behind her started to ignite black flames from the corners. The fire spread very slowly, and the intensity of the fire was quite weak. It could be clearly seen that it was slowly advancing toward the center.
At this time, the formation outside also opened, and a person came out of the path to immortality. He was very tall, with flying eyebrows and eyes as cold as stars. His Taoist robe was stretched a bit tight by his muscles. At first glance, he looked more like a martial artist than a Taoist priest. Qingxuzi and others all have long white hair, but this person has short, spiky white hair, which makes him look quite powerful.
This man's appearance features were so obvious that Su Xin and Linjun knew at a glance that he was Kuangzi Jiang, who had single-handedly leveled thirteen obstacles. Linjun turned around to call Yun Qing, but the door suddenly opened from the inside. His outstretched hand froze slightly, and then he silently took it back. The moment he was about to push the door open, Linjun suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was very scary, and he didn't know what Huang Quan was doing inside.
"Did the Immortal Lord come from the demon path?" Yun Qing said with a smile as soon as he came out, "How about taking a short rest? Anyway, Huang Quan is not in a hurry."
Jiang Kuangzi was actually secretly sizing up the famous Demon Lord of the Underworld, but just looking at him just felt that he looked mutilated and weak, and he really couldn't tell the depth of his cultivation. There was also the big man whom she used as her mount. His height and strength were completely different from ordinary people, and there was an indescribable aura surrounding him, which made it impossible to see through the reality.
Unable to see through both of them, Jiang Kuangzi couldn't help but become more cautious.
He had just gone through a fierce battle with the demon's direct descendant, so he easily agreed to Yun Qing's proposal: "Thank you, Demon Lord."
He lifted up his Taoist robe, sat on the floor, and started meditating directly. Although Su Xin and Linjun couldn't hear what Yun Qing answered, they could guess what Jiang Kuangzi's reaction was. They looked at each other and suddenly remembered that Dong Xuanzi had just sat there for a while and then left smoothly. Could it be that letting Dong Xuanzi escape was not enough, and Huang Quan wanted to let go of Jiang Kuangzi again
Su Xin couldn't help frowning when she thought of this, and she said bluntly: "If Venerable Huangquan continues to let things go like this, why not just hang a no-war sign at the door? What's the point of letting them go through the motions like this?"
Jiang Kuangzi was meditating as if it had nothing to do with him. Yun Qing also smiled calmly. She told several people: "It's not easy to become an immortal..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Su Xin, who silently said: "Master Saint asked you to come and cause trouble."
"I have my own sense of proportion." Yun Qing's tone was calm, and she couldn't hear any other emotions. Su Xin really couldn't see what she was thinking, so she had to give up.
The vitality of the Immortal Dao is endless, and it is really fast to recover. Yun Qing just chatted with Su Xin for a few words, and Jiang Kuangzi had already stood up and saluted: "Please give me some advice from the Demon Lord."
"Is the Immortal better to sit down and talk about the Tao or to fight and prove the Tao?" Yun Qing asked patiently.
Jiang Kuangzi looked indifferent and replied, "Let's fight."
"good."
Yun Qing disappeared on Amang's shoulder almost in the blink of an eye, and a highly corrosive demonic energy struck Jiang Kuangzi's left shoulder. Jiang Kuangzi seemed to have predicted the situation and blocked it with his backhand. He immediately collided with Yun Qing's cold palm. The violent and ferocious demonic energy burst through several major acupuncture points in his right arm like a flood and rushed straight to the important meridians. Jiang Kuangzi's expression changed. Seeing the half-dead look of Demon Lord Huangquan, he originally thought that the other party would not dare to fight in close quarters. Unexpectedly, not only did the other party dare, but his fighting method was also simple and crude to the point of being terrifying.
There was no trick, just a strong collision of true energy. Yun Qing used the technique of "binding the spirit and hiding the soul" to move behind Jiang Kuangzi, and directly raised his hand to fight him. She had been preparing her momentum for a long time, but Jiang Kuangzi responded hastily, so he restrained the opponent in one fell swoop and injected a strong dose of demonic energy into her.
Jiang Kuangzi formed a seal with his left hand, directly locking the demonic energy in his right arm so that it could no longer invade even half a cent. Yun Qing held back her hand and wanted to grab some life from him, but Jiang Kuangzi had already realized how he would give her this chance. Two slender peach wood maces slipped out of Jiang Kuangzi's sleeves. The original texture of the peach wood could no longer be seen. Layers of talismans were smelted on top, and the clear light flowed, making it indestructible.
Jiang Kuangzi counterattacked, but Yun Qing felt the majestic immortal essence on the talisman and refused to resist. The black flame in her hand flashed, pushing Jiang Kuangzi forward, and then used the force to retreat backwards. She had lost both legs, so her body skills were very inconvenient. Swinging into the air with such huge force felt erratic and unstable.
Jiang Kuangzi has already turned around, and this is an excellent opportunity for him. The green cloud was stuck in the air, with no support up or down. As long as Jiang Kuangzi was fast enough, he could hurt her. The two mace talismans in his hands flowed and changed, layer upon layer, rising and falling. These talismans turned into phantoms with the same shape as the two maces and appeared in the air, just behind Yun Qing. Yun Qing felt the sharp and aggressive aura behind her. She smiled slightly but made no move.
Jiang Kuangzi was about to seal the knot, but looked at her expression and was stunned again, because Yun Qing was not smiling at him, but somewhere behind him.
The strong wind roared past, and the hoarse roar was almost close to his ears, as if the huge footsteps were about to crush the landslide and flood towards him. Jiang Kuangzi shifted the situation almost subconsciously, and then he saw a deep ravine being stepped on where he had just stood. The strange man flew forward and actually caught the two-handed shadow with his bare hands.
Yun Qing landed firmly on his shoulder and smiled gently at Jiang Kuangzi: "Then, it's my turn."