Countless fine sword marks appeared on the iron-green walls.
They are like the continuous fine needle-like rain in spring, splashing into all the space in an instant. The deep black mist also carries a misty beauty in the rainy sword energy.
Lu Marry stood in the air, her lapel fluttering slightly, her sapphire ring and red tassels around her waist also fluttering. Her hair on the temples was slightly messy, and her sword-like neck was like a jade facing the light, revealing a cool and warm look. Texture, the fairy sword Minglan hangs beside her side, the straight sword body is glowing with the light of fireworks, faintly outlining the embryonic form of a young bird.
That is Lord Blood Feather whose soul has been sealed, and is now hidden in the sword. Lu Marry once promised to give it a new body after it killed more than 100 demons.
"Item spirit?" The elder turned around in shock and exclaimed.
Lu Marian did not answer. She glanced at Yazhu. Yazhu, who had many scars on her body, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"What state are you in now?" Another rebellious elder asked in a cold voice.
Lu Marion's long sword moved, bringing with it flames, and her figure jumped onto the cliff, and the long sword was returned to its sheath.
Lu Marry didn't say a word, and pointed in front of her body, writing a straight character "一". The virtual sword was condensed and slashed out without light or shadow. An elder in the longevity realm had no time to do anything. In response, the head rolled to the ground, and the cut mark on the neck was as smooth as a mirror.
Lu Marry put down the boy in her arms. Ning Jiujiu was not completely unconscious. He still had some consciousness, but in his consciousness he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He vaguely saw the huge snake bones and the stone statue-like old man, and felt that this Everything was a dream. What he did in the deep valley was obviously just climbing from the bottom of the peak to the outside, but how he climbed out, he couldn't remember.
Now he only felt that he was leaning against a warm and soft cloud. He was buried deep in it, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.
Ning Xiaoling knelt down on one knee and saluted with a cry in her voice: "Xiaoling pays homage to Master."
Lu Marian's expression softened a little. She gently rubbed Ning Xiaoling's forehead with her thumb and said, "Master is late."
Ning Xiaoling shook her head vigorously and wiped away her tears.
The peaks and valleys are extremely deep, and the thick black mist is more like sticky **, hindering the sword's movement.
When Lu Marion tied a rope on her back and threw herself under the cliff, she never thought that she could come up with her sword. But as she slid down the cliff and was about to approach the bottom of the peak, she suddenly felt the rope behind her moving towards her. Pressed himself over.
She knew that someone had cut the rope and the people on top were in chaos.
She quickly thought of what her master had told her back then: "When you become the peak master, don't trust anyone. Every practitioner who has not been able to improve for decades is a hidden madman. They are not immortals, but greedy people." A gambler who is willing to give up everything for an illusory purpose.”
At that time, Lu Marian thought that the master had something to say, but after asking, she did not get an answer.
She knew something about that generation.
Tianku Peak was originally the strongest of the four peaks, and her master was originally known as Sword Madman and was recognized as the most promising person to take over the position of sect leader.
But no one thought that the old man known as Sword Madman would really go crazy later and almost cause a catastrophe involving the Four Peaks.
Fortunately, Tianku Peak trapped him with the power of lifting the peak. After that, the peak master fell to three small realms in a row. When he died, he was only on the second floor of Ziting. And that turmoil also killed many people in the peak. The path of monasticism has become a dead end.
That was the root of a whole generation of people in Tiankufeng who were in poverty.
Tianku Peak has very few deacons, teachings, and offerings compared to other peaks. This peak, which originally had high hopes from the Patriarch and hung the Sword Star, should not be like this.
After the turmoil, most of the cultivators of that generation had their roots in cultivating. They abandoned the peak and traveled around the world. Some of them chose to stay in the peak. But after that, the resources of the four peaks were seriously tilted and they lived in seclusion. The sect leader of Huanpu Mountain seldom asked about the situation of Tianku Peak, and the Tianku Peak lineage began to wither. After the old peak master received a female disciple as a Guan disciple a few years later, he no longer asked anything.
In the end, the death of the old peak master was very sudden, and there were many rumors from the outside world. Only Lu Marion and a few people knew that he died in a devastating military attack.
Those cultivators whose lives were missed by the old peak master were happy, but they didn't expect that he would pass on the position of peak master to the young female disciple Lu Wenwen.
That year, Lu Jianwen sat in the main hall of Sword Peak and gave all those who were dissatisfied a fair chance to compete. Finally, with her superb swordsmanship and the miraculous sword-spirit unity, she truly entered the main hall.
Although this looks cool, it also plants the seeds of hatred. It's just that I don't know who is the person behind the scenes who is filling this dark seed with water, so that it can flourish and grow like this without even knowing it.
When the rope broke, Lu Marry decisively cut off the lock connected to her back. She fixed herself on the cliff with her sword. She originally wanted to jump to the dragon-wrapped pillar on the opposite side and slowly climb to the top of the peak.
But she underestimated herself and the effect of those seven days of refining the body into a sword.
It would be impossible to fly to the top of a mountain with a sword unless one enters the Purple Court.
But she suddenly discovered that she was now an anthropomorphic sword. The person and the sword were basically one, and her sword control skills had reached a level that she could hardly imagine. She found that she could already control her body to stand in the air. Like wielding a sword.
After Lu Yueyou discovered this, she felt a lot calmer. When she was still hesitating whether to continue going down to the peak to search for people or go up to the peak to stop the civil strife in Hidden Peak first, something fell from the sky.
Lu Marian realized that it was a person, and then she stretched out her hand to catch him. After seeing his face clearly with her sword eyes, she hugged him and flew up into the air.
She didn't know what kind of emotions she was feeling. The moment the white shadow fell, her intuition told her that it was Ning Jiujiu. She didn't know why he fell from the sky, but she just silently led him through the black fog. The barrier swept over the hidden peak, which had already turned into a mess.
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Yazhu stood up and said, "Senior sister, don't be soft-hearted."
Lu Marry didn't say anything. She didn't like family members fighting each other, and she didn't want those old stories to affect this generation. But these grudges had never been eliminated. They had been brewing until they broke out today.
"Who is the person behind the scenes? You will be spared if you tell me." Lu Jianjian put down the boy in her arms and handed it over to Yazhu and Ning Xiaoling to take care of her. She walked forward with her sword in hand, her sword aura as thin as a needle. It has become a heavy rain, which seems to be able to shatter everything.
Four of the elders had died. They subconsciously gathered together and stared nervously at the white figure. The graceful woman's whirling fairy aura had dissipated, and the aura emanating from her body was more like a ferocious ghost from hell.
Clang.
Someone's sword fell to the ground.
A middle-aged man raised his hand and said sincerely: "Please forgive me, Lord Peak Master, I am willing to reveal the person behind the scenes."
"You idiot, what do you want to do? Do you think Lu Marion will let you go? Do you think that person will let you go?" The person next to him shouted angrily, trying to wake up this ignorant person.
Lu Jianjian used another imaginary sword to hit the yelling man until he was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Seeing this, the other two people suddenly fled and tried to escape separately.
Lu Marry did not rush to catch up, but stared at the middle-aged man and asked, "Who is it?"
The man closed his eyes, his heart was filled with despair, as if he had made his final determination. The blood of too many conspirators today had softened his fighting spirit.
But he still couldn't say that. Behind him, there was a huge sound like the migration of giant beasts, which shook Hidden Peak slightly.
That was after the cold prison was broken, and monsters and sinners broke out of the prison and rushed out.
He didn't know how he died, maybe he was killed by a monster, or maybe he was killed by other conspirators hidden in the crowd.
The two people who wanted to escape were also blocked. Most of the escaping demons were no match for elders like them, but their numbers were like a tide that flooded over in an instant, leaving them with little resistance. If there is any room left, he will be hanged to death by iron chains and torn apart by sharp claws.
Lu Marian's eyes flashed. She didn't know why the cold prison was broken, and she couldn't know the name of the person behind the scenes for the time being. But she could vaguely guess that this was an internal trouble, and the instigator behind it was probably the Four Peaks. big shot.
Lu Marry couldn't help but think of the Sifeng Sword, and wondered if that person wanted to seize the position of Peak Master directly before the Sifeng Sword
The peak master of Shouxiao Peak is at the highest level and would not and does not need to plan such a complicated plan. However, the peak masters of Xuanri Peak and Huiyang Peak are a pair of siblings. They have a very good relationship. They should not compete for the position of peak master. To do something like this that adds insult to injury, the person behind the scenes should be someone whose status is second only to the peak master, who lacks the strength but covets the position of the sect leader!
Lu Marian couldn't make too many judgments in a short period of time. The cold prison had been broken. As the master of a peak, she couldn't just sit idly by.
"Yazhu, you protect the disciples for me, and the rest will kill with me." Lu Marian asked.
Yazhu responded, and the elders headed by the man in green also responded.
"Lu... marry me."
Just as Lu Marry was about to turn her sword into a rainbow and leave, she suddenly remembered the tired voice of a young man behind her.
Lu Marian's heart trembled. She turned her head and looked at the pale Ning Changjiu, who was looking up at her. His eyes were only half-opened, and there was no light in his pupils. Although there were no actual wounds on his body, he looked like a A dying beast.
"Yes." Lu Marian said in a calm voice: "You have a good rest first, I will take care of you later."
Ning closed his eyes for a long time and straightened up with Ning Xiaoling's help.
"Be careful." Ning Jiujiu said.
The conversation between the two was very brief. Yazhu frowned as she listened, always feeling some extraneous emotions, but she couldn't figure it out. She only thought about the relationship between master and disciple.
Yazhu put Ning Changning, Ning Xiaoling, and Nan Cheng, who was injured and unconscious, together and treated their injuries one by one, while Lu Marry was already carrying a sword to kill those who escaped from the cold prison.
The white shadow of the sword and clothes was like a cloud escaping from the corner of the eye.
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There are more than fifty connected cells in the cold prison, which is hidden in the hidden peak. Therefore, this paradise-like fairy peak and the mountain with rich spiritual energy contain stories of half sin and half betrayal every day.
Many of the people imprisoned in the cold prison are prisoners from the history of Tianku Peak or Yujian Tianzong, and there are also many demons who have done many evil things.
It is not that those demons cannot be killed. They are imprisoned in the cold prison because of the aggregation of spiritual energy. Their existence also gathers spiritual energy for Tianku Peak and provides resources for the monks of the past generations, and their sea of qi The Zifus were all smashed or sealed, and they were just used as tools to absorb spiritual energy for Tianku Peak.
Years of pain and forbearance have brought about a hatred that cannot be filled.
Today, the prison door was finally broken open. Those tortured persons and demons who were worse off than death were like people walking in the eternal night. They saw a ray of light. No matter how thin and fragile the light was, in a life that had long lost its meaning, they still desperately tried to survive. Rushed out.
The ground shook, and the first thing to rush out of the cold prison was a giant beast with half of its body wrapped in chains. There was a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around the neck of the giant beast. Half of its body had been cut off, and the wound was like a rotten and dried apple. It dragged The heavy chains and the one-armed hands had no weapons, so they could only break off a huge stalactite as a weapon.
When Lu Marry came with a white shadow, the crippled beast could feel her power, but it still pounced on it without hesitation.
Behind it, countless demons came out, and their movements were either fast or slow. When a few shackles of the old man walked out of the cold prison, their movements also slowed down, and their eyes slowly looked at the land that had been there for many years. The unseen space and the light falling on the sky-window-like peak stone, the expression is full of heavy nostalgia.
At the front, Lu Yuanyou crashed into the huge demon. The blade of the sword was covered with white light, and her body was also covered with sword light. For a moment, it was unclear who was the human and who was the sword.
The two clashed for just a moment. A slender white light lit up in the center of the giant beast's body. Then its upper body and lower body separated and flew up. In the gap between them, Lu Jiaoyou slashed the flesh and blood with a white shadow and crashed straight into it. A large number of people fled later.
The long sword fell to the ground, and the sword light surged around her body like a whirlwind. The churning sword light was like the rising dust, and those who were slightly inferior to the realm were directly wiped out in the sword light.
"Those who return to the cold prison now will survive." Lu Marian's voice was extremely penetrating. She suppressed the noise in the room as soon as she spoke. Her voice was also like a sword, piercing everyone's blood. weep.
Either way, they are destined to die. Those demons are not stupid, and of course they will not go back to imprison themselves in vain. The smarter ones have already begun to look for escape routes, hoping to escape while taking advantage of the chaos.
As he spoke, several evil spirits pounced on her desperately, trying to bite off a piece of the female sword fairy's flesh before she died.
Lu Marian pulled out her sword and swept it across. The sword energy spurted out like water, and instantly cut out a half-moon sword light. Those evil spirits were swallowed up by the sword light before they could reach the sword, and turned into countless fragments.
Lu Marry's clear spiritual eyes suddenly lit up, and the snow-like light occupied her pupils, and she threw out the sword in her hand.
It circled in the air like a spinning flying knife, cutting off countless heads. However, she did not stand there and wait for the flying knife to return. Instead, she leaned and flashed, transforming into a real sword and rushed over. , like a white seagull traveling through the Red Sea, the waves are coming one after another, but it cannot dye its feathers with bright colors at all.
The remaining elders spread out to block the possible escape locations.
Lu Marion's figure was like lightning. Between a few leaps, she sent the sword into the body of a great demon. Her figure turned into white light and quickly circled around the demon. The sword was as bright as a silver ring, and she Its steely body was cut in half like tofu.
The Immortal Sword Minglan circled around the Hidden Peak several times and then returned to Lu Yuaimu's hands. After killing several demons, she still had some strength left. After the past seven days of body training, this was her first hearty battle. Both the strength of her physical body and the purity of her sword energy far exceeded her imagination. She felt like she was like a snow mountain, with the melting snow turning into a waterfall that continuously washed away everything.
"Lu Marry."
In the chaotic environment, someone suddenly called her name.
Lu Marry put the sword in her hand into the body of a skinny kid in front of her, and looked coldly at the source of the sound.
It was a slender man in gray. The man in gray did not have a sword in his hand, but he habitually held the sword. His face was green and white, hidden in his messy hair. , shouted her name.
Lu Marry didn't recognize him.
The man in gray laughed and said: "It is indeed you. When I first saw you, you were only a little bit older. I didn't expect that you would be like this now."
Lu Marian remembered that when she first joined the sect, she had a teacher of elementary school. Later, the teacher failed to steal the sect's sword fairy and was imprisoned in a cold prison.
If they met each other on weekdays, after more than ten years apart, Lu Marry would probably miss her old friendship, but now she doesn't care about these kindnesses.
The man in gray died soon after.
But it wasn't Lu Marion who made the move.
The person who killed him was a stooped old man. The old man held a broken sword in his hand and cut off the man's head. Then he threw the broken sword back to the ground and saluted Lu Marry. He said: "In Xiahong Mountain, the person who has committed the crime of the Peak Master, pays homage to the Peak Master."
He only said this, without saying any more greetings, turned around and walked back to the cold prison.
This episode was short-lived. Soon, blood spurted out from the sword again. Lu Marion's figure in white clothes was like a demon constantly coming in and out. She killed until her mind was numb, she killed until mountains of corpses, and the Hidden Peak was filled with blood. taste.
They had never seen Lu Jianyou like this before, and they didn't know why she became so powerful.
Could it be that at a moment when no one knew about it, she had secretly reached the Purple Garden realm
The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and they felt even more grateful for their initial choice of stance.
The fishy smell spread throughout Hidden Peak.
Those evil spirits were finally defeated by their courage, and more and more of them retreated into the cold prison, falling into the darkness again.
In the center of Hidden Peak, on the edge of the cliff next to the Dragon-Wrapped Pillar, Nan Cheng had also woken up. He looked at Ning Changjiu, who was meditating and adjusting his breath next to him, and blurted out: "Senior? You are still alive..."
Ning Jiujiu's face regained some vitality, and he made a silent gesture towards Nan Cheng, as if he wanted him to keep some secret.
But this call of senior was still heard by Yazhu. She looked at Ning Jiujiu in great surprise, thinking about when they met. The chief disciple of the younger generation actually called Ning Jiujiu his senior
But Yazhu quickly broke her inherent impression. She remembered the sword that Ning used to kill people for a long time.
She had never seen a sword like that before, as if what was handed out was no longer a sword, but a sentence of death.
Ning Xiaoling is also quite surprised, when did the senior brother meet this young disciple, and why does he still look admiring... Well, did the senior brother lie to me again
They meditated quietly, waiting for the outcome of the fighting in Han Prison.
The sound of fighting could be heard in the distance, gradually turning from lively to dead silence.
Listening to the commotion there, Yazhu gradually relaxed her mind. But just as she was relaxing, the danger that had been planned for a long time suddenly appeared again.
Suddenly one of the corpses on the ground moved.
He didn't show any breath before, and the scars on his chest were so real, but he didn't die. A method similar to the invisible breath technique hid him extremely well, and it wasn't until this moment that he was revealed, and a cold light pierced out of his hand. , pointed directly at Yazhu's throat.
Although Yazhu was holding the sword, she was unable to make any reaction to such a rapid attack.
This is a sword that must be won. The lurking person has endured for too long. He has already planned a route. After Yazhu's death, he will not even waste time entangled with several other disciples, but directly start from a route that has already been Escape through the prepared secret passage.
Cold light flashes.
But that was another cold light.
The tip of the sword pierced his throat, and the sword in his hand was forever frozen at an inch of Yazhu's back.
He widened his eyes, followed the sword pattern, and saw the hand of the young man in white holding the sword.
The hand was beautiful, with knuckles as long and distinct as a girl's.
But the hand holding the sword was so firm.
It was only at this moment that Ning Xiaoling and Nan Cheng realized the assassination.
The killer couldn't understand the speed of this sword. He stared at Ning for a long time, and even though his throat was broken, he still screamed out his questions with his soul: "Your realm is obviously so weak, why? Why is your sword so fast? !”
Ning Jiujiu didn't even open his eyes, but he did not hesitate to give the answer to the killer before he died: "Realm is used to measure the strength of ordinary practitioners, not the reason to restrain me."
Before the killer had time to understand these words, he died on the edge of a cliff full of corpses.
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"He is also a member of the Zitian Dao Sect." Yazhu tore off the clothes of the corpse, carved the talisman on the back, and closed the coffin before concluding.
Nan Cheng asked curiously: "What is the grudge between Zitian Dao Sect and us that we are still chattering about after so many years?"
Yazhu thought of the sacred artifacts Qiyi mentioned before she died. She had never heard of any sacred artifacts hidden in Tianku Peak. She just stared at the black mist subconsciously, feeling uneasy.
Tianku Peak is the weakest of the four peaks. After today's riot, it must be even worse.
Fortunately, Lu Marion's state is now different from what it used to be. If she can survive this ordeal, she will surely become a truly powerful enough peak master.
Ning Jiujiu said, "There are no holy weapons under the peak."
Yazhu was confused: "How do you know? Did you really... before?"
Ning Jiujiu remembered something. He remembered that he had seen artifacts all over the ground with his own eyes. Those artifacts were all covered with a layer of dusty cloth, and the abyss was filled with undead. If there really was a holy artifact like what Qiyi said , then a storm-shaped eye should form in that space full of evil spirits. He had never seen such a scene at that time.
This is because he cannot judge whether his memory is true or not.
He always felt that everything he experienced was a dream... He didn't know who planted the magic temptation.
Ning pursed his lips for a long time, with a slightly painful look on his face. He opened his palms, looked at the scars on his palms that he had pinched with his nails, and pondered something.
Ning Xiaoling also noticed the scar on the palm of her hand. She came over, rubbed Ning Jiujiu's hand carefully, and said, "Senior brother, are you okay?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Ning Xiaoling curled her lips and said with pity: "Five fingers are connected to the heart. Senior brother is so injured, how can he be fine?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled faintly, and suddenly his expression became condensed... Five fingers connected to the heart? Connect the heart... connect the heart!
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have conveyed something.
"Xiao Ling..." Ning Jiujiu suddenly called her name.
"Huh?" Ning Xiaoling was a little strange.
"Do you still remember that what I said to you was my little savings bag?" Ning Jiujiu suddenly asked such a strange question.
"Of course I remember." Ning Xiaoling whispered a little. After all, she was still a fourteen-year-old girl. In front of so many people, hearing Ning Jiujiu say such words, she always felt a little strange and couldn't help but feel shy. got up.
Ning looked into her eyes for a long time and asked seriously: "Little money bag, have you got any new copper coins recently?"
Ning Xiaoling felt her senior brother's mood, and her expression became serious. She could vaguely understand the implication of what her senior brother said. She couldn't help but think of some scenes, and she had a headache. She covered her cheeks, wrinkled her face and fell into deep thought. .
Ning Jiujiu knew that things would not be simple, so he rubbed her head and said softly: "It doesn't matter, senior brother is just asking casually, don't take it to heart."
In the Hidden Peak, all the voices finally fell silent. The stumps and blood washed over the ground, dyeing everything red and black.
In the sight, a light and delicate white dress moves from far to near, from blur to clear, with black hair like clouds. Lu Jianjian's beautiful face looks holy among the corpses on the ground. On the spotless and pure sword dress, there is a faint lingering. It's not bloody, but it's not stained by a drop of blood.
"Senior sister." Yazhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The three disciples also visibly relaxed. They looked at Lu Marry's figure and smiled.
"Master." The three of them spoke in different tones.
Lu Marian looked at them, the frost on her face disintegrating little by little. She remembered the oath she made when she first learned the sword. At that time, her master told her that all sword techniques were for protection.
As she thought about this, blood seeped out of her body, slowly staining her flawless clothes red.
It turns out she was injured too.
Yazhu was shocked and immediately rushed forward: "What's wrong, senior sister?"
Lu Marion shook her head slightly, indicating that she was not seriously injured. She raised her head and looked at the three disciples, but her eyes did not fall on anyone specifically.
"Let's go," she said.
Before the others could react, Ning Jiujiu stood up naturally and walked to her side.
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(Thanks to book friends Qiankun Wanyu and Feng Xunwu for the reward, and thank you two book friends for their strong support ~ I am very grateful!)