"I told you not to bring it up again."
A deep and slightly immature voice came from the abode, the voice was slightly reprimanding, making Zhang Xiaowu stop involuntarily.
"During the South China Sea rebellion, you were transferred to the South China Sea, and after the counter-rebellion was over, they pushed the matter to Yi Du Mozun, and then sent you to the Southwest Sea area...Since you already know that there is a person with the Heavenly Vein in the Southwest, condemn Yuan Mozun clearly wants you to die!" A slightly excited male voice continued.
Zhang Xiaowu froze on the spot, isn't Demon Lord Zhu Yuan the suzerain, he seems to have heard something terrible.
"Xiao Wu, come in."
This voice should be Demon Lord Huangquan.
Zhang Xiaowu walked in with trembling legs, and saw the blind girl sitting on the ground, in front of her was the Demon Lord of Thousand Changes. Standing by the window was a beautiful young girl, her eyes were fixed on the plantain leaves outside the window, the leaves were covered with bright dew, as empty as the girl's eyes. The burly man I met yesterday was also standing there. He seemed a little confused about what the other party was doing, and he also stared at the plantain leaf desperately.
"I have seen the Demon Lord of Huangquan, and the Demon Lord of Thousand Changes." Zhang Xiaowu saluted the two as calmly as possible.
Yun Qing calmed down a little, and smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, we are all from the same sect."
Qian Bian didn't look at Zhang Xiaowu at all, but just stared at Yun Qing angrily. He is still wearing jasmine pearls today, but he has changed into a scarlet skirt, with gold trim on the hollow on the back, and the shape of the butterfly bone is extremely beautiful. He always knows how to use his most dominant position to attract people's attention. From the corner of his eye, Zhang Xiaowu saw his half-naked back, and almost didn't recognize this famous Demon King in women's clothing.
"Huangquan Mozun, the book you want..." Zhang Xiaowu handed over the thing in his hand.
Before he could straighten his hand, the rough man standing by the window immediately leaned over and bared his teeth at him, then roared loudly.
This shock made the beams of the house tremble, Zhang Xiaowu was dumbfounded, and took several steps back.
"It's so noisy." With a flick of Qianbian's little finger, an extremely thin black thread flew towards Amang, with a strong desire for death attached to the thread.
Yun Qing stretched out her hand and hooked it, Zhang Xiaowu felt light on her hand, and she took the book away.
The thick collection of mythological novels flew halfway, just blocking the front of the black thread, the black thread was very tight, and suddenly collided with the ordinary collection, it made a loud noise.
Yun Qing touched the book with her fingertips, and the black line fell to the ground, limp, like a dying dragon.
"Thank you, you go back first." Yun Qing calmly said to Zhang Xiaowu.
As soon as Zhang Xiaowu saw the atmosphere, he knew he hadn't come at the right time. At this time, he really wished that his parents would give him two more legs, so that he could run away from here faster. As soon as Yun Qing asked him to go back, he felt relieved and quickly disappeared in front of the two demon kings.
"Junior Sister!" Qian Bian dragged his voice and said angrily, "You don't even listen to me!"
"Because you keep repeating those old sayings over and over again." Yun Qing was helpless.
"You...!" Qian Bian leaned over and wanted to say something, when he met Amon's big face that suddenly approached.
He backed away with an ugly face.
"I'll go to sea right away, senior brother, don't miss out on your cultivation on the peak." Yun Qing pulled Amang back a step, and suddenly opened her eyes to look at Qian Bian, "In the future, please don't talk to those around Huang Quan again. If there is any gap between fellow sects and relatives, Huang Quan may find it difficult to make a decision."
Her eyes had no pupils, and they were too dark to see the light, like a dangerous abyss. Yun Qing only glanced at him, and immediately closed it again.
Qian Bian's face changed quickly, and he became happy like spring rain after hearing her say this: "Yeah, junior sister, go, I won't bother you. By the way, I just found out... so this strange man is from junior sister's family." .”
"See you again, brother."
Yun Qing stopped talking, stood up suddenly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, she and A'Mang appeared outside the Six Paths Yama Sect's guardian formation.
She glanced back at Amang and saw that he was pulling a well-behaved girl in white clothes in his hand, she couldn't help frowning slightly: "I said, why did you come out so close, why did you drag Zhenzhen along?"
Amang smiled at her foolishly, while shaking hands with Zheng Zhenzhen.
"Don't shake it, I'm not strong enough to refine it, and it should be broken if I shake it again." Yun Qing pressed her eyebrows, feeling that things were really messed up.
Amon still smiled foolishly.
"Crack!" Yun Qing slapped him away, but Aman didn't feel any pain, but was scared back a few steps.
The hand she stretched out was bluish black, it was left when she confronted Qian Bian. Qian Bian entered the Tao with the Six Paths Wushenglun, and also cultivated the Great Sun Heitian Chakra. Just now, the black line first used the Wusheng Chakra to break the vitality, and then attacked with the Great Sun Heitian True Flame. Yun Qing was forced out of the heavenly book by him. Only then can I deal with it.
His style of fighting in Qianbian was completely different from his usual one, he was a dark and very aggressive master. It was just a casual blow, and Yun Qing was a little hard to parry. This gap in strength made her want to be promoted to Taoism even more.
Yun Qing put her hands into her wide sleeves, and walked down the mountain while using her true energy to dissipate the energy left by Qian Bian.
The Realm of No Delusion is similar to the Great World, and there are also mortals, but they are all based on tribes, and there has never been a large country. Although this place is not as boundless as the big world, it is still very large, and the products, climate, and terrain changes are all subtly different from the big world.
The entire Wuwang Demon Realm is divided into Taiji Liangyi by two parallel but opposite rivers. These two rivers are named Wangchuan and Jichuan. On the west side of Wangchuanju, it flows from south to north; on the east side of Jichuanju, it flows from north to south. Between the two rivers is the Great Rift Valley, and deep in the Great Rift Valley is the legendary Temple of the Underworld. The Six Paths Yan Mozong lives in the center of the Wuhuang Demon Realm, and at the foot of the mountain gate is the vast Wangchuan. The main peaks to the south can still hear the roar of the river during the rainy season. For the spectacular.
As soon as Yun Qing entered Wuhuang Demon Realm ten years ago, Zhu Wuxia took him to the Six Paths Yama Sect. He hadn't been there for ten years, and now he knows the way from Zongmen to Nanhaiguan. This time we went to the southwest waters to investigate, and we should sail from the South China Sea, and go around the Southwest Sea from the South China Sea.
She brought Zheng Zhenzhen with her, so she couldn't walk fast, so she had to walk a mile and move it out with a square inch lamp.
After moving like this for countless times, and it was almost dark, she saw a small fire in the vast wilderness, and when she looked carefully, the light was still flickering slightly.
I can already see the port.
Yun Qing stood in front of the torrential river, the sound of crashing waves filled her ears, it seemed that there were only a thousand waves left in the world. The water near the sea should be calmer, but Wangchuan is not. I can only see its raging waves, crumbling waves, suspended currents, and countless turbid water currents. Electricity.
I don't know how many heroes through the ages have been wiped out by this huge wave.
The thin white clothes on Yun Qing's body were swept up by the wind and waves, and her whole body was covered with Wangchuan water. She smelled the unruly fishy smell in the river, opened her arms and smiled, "Who says the river is wide? A reed hangs it. Who says Is the road far? I look forward to it."
I saw her jump into this mighty torrent!
The tiny white shadow loomed in the huge waves, and Yun Qing stepped on a reed, undulating and bumping with the surging waves. Riding the wind and waves, wearing clothes to cross the river, since there is no rhinoceros boat and osmanthus, then use this solitary body as a boat, not borrowing foreign things, only seeking this body, if the Taoist heart remains unchanged, you can survive this catastrophe of life and death.
Aman picked up Zheng Zhenzhen, and ran after Yunqing's white shadow on the bank, unexpectedly catching up with the Wangchuan River, which is thousands of miles away in a day.
Not long after, Yun Qing took the Wangchuan River to Nanhaiguan.
Looking up, the thin light of the fire was already very bright at this time, she slowly walked up from the river, the day and night were surrounded by true flames, and the river water evaporated into a curl of white mist.
Nanhai Pass is at the mouth of Wangchuan, and two towering Candle Dragon Pagodas were built between Wangchuan. Pass it to the top of the tower, and use this candle dragon as fuel to light the lamps, so that the two lighthouses can last forever. Zhulong is a mythical beast in legend, and it is the same generation as Bi Fang. Yun Qing has never seen it, let alone heard of such a thing as using a living candlelong to light a lamp, so he has always been skeptical about it.
Under the pagoda, a young disciple wearing a magic robe was dozing off.
"This fellow Taoist..."
"Go, go, Zhulong won't let you see!" Before Yun Qing said anything, the young disciple said in a daze.
"..." Feeling that there are still many people visiting Candle Dragon every day
Yun Qing snapped his fingers next to his ear, and the young disciple woke up with a jerk, and when he saw Yun Qing, he smiled all over his face: "Oh, it turns out to be the junior sister of the Six Paths Yan Mozong, I thought it was those who wanted to enter What about casual cultivators in the Demon Realm?"
Yun Qing came out this time wearing white clothes casually, with nothing but the logo of the Six Paths Demon Sect, and she looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, so it was normal to be considered a junior.
"Six Paths of Yan Mozong Huang Quan, ordered to leave the country, fellow Taoists can open the gate of the realm." Yun Qing said bluntly with a gentle expression.
The young disciple looked her up and down, and asked, "Do you have a token?"
Yun Qing stretched out her hand, and the big sun and black sky wheel on her wrist showed a ferocious and ferocious meaning.
The young disciple's heart trembled, this kind of aura... cannot be wrongly passed down by the Yan Mozong of the Six Paths.
He immediately turned around and took out a small jade tablet from the Candle Dragon Pagoda, and handed it to Yun Qing: "I wish fellow Taoists a smooth journey."
This jade tablet has no tricks, simply engraved with the word "Ling", and a small stone is embedded in the middle. This stone looks inconspicuous, but it is actually a five-color stone. This is the jade order to leave the customs, use it to open the gate of the realm of no delusions and demons.
At this time, Amang also caught up from behind, Yun Qing took the token and thanked with a smile: "Thank you, fellow daoist."
"Don't these two need to take the jade order?"
The young disciple saw that several people were going the same way, he asked.
Yun Qing shook her head: "No need."
The young man glanced at Aman and Zheng Zhenzhen curiously, and noticed that both of them had no sense in their eyes, and couldn't help feeling cold. He thought to himself, this girl looks gentle and amiable, but she didn't expect that there was no living creature around her, so she must be a cruel person.
Yun Qing had already turned to leave at this time, followed by Amang and Zheng Zhenzhen like ghosts, her pale figure was gradually submerged in the boundless night.
The matter about her in the young disciple's mind only stayed for a short moment, and he immediately fell asleep again, and the sound of the rumbling river could not wake him up.
The mighty Wangchuan River is still dripping with moonlight, rolling forward and stretching endlessly.