Ouyang Ming opened and closed his eyes, his gaze was profound, like a vicissitudes of time and distant starry sky, calm and peaceful.
The shadow of a majestic snow-capped mountain is reflected in his eyes. He is dressed in white, and he actually looks a bit like a knight.
After a while, the shadow of the snow-capped mountains in his eyes faded, and even his whole temperament underwent a huge change. It was like a long knife inserted into the ice on the top of the snow-capped mountains, extremely sharp but chilling.
The multi-armed Vajra, Goshawk, and Rhubarb appeared at the same time, with joy in their eyes.
Dahuang stuck out his tongue and said happily: "Xiao Mingzi, have you made a breakthrough?" Goshawk and King Kong also had burning eyes and listened with their ears raised, fearing that they would miss some details.
The overwhelming sharpness and chill in Ouyang Ming's body disappeared, he shook his head and said: "Not yet, but it's not far behind."
After gathering his thoughts, he took a long breath of cold air and said, "Let's go!"
One person and three beasts moved forward slowly, their backs gradually blurred, and completely disappeared in the wind and snow.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a dilapidated ancient temple appeared in Ouyang Ming's sight. He looked at the sky and muttered: "It's getting late, don't rush, just stay here for the night."
Naturally, the three-headed spirit beasts had no objection at all. In the ruined temple, Ouyang Ming lowered his head and looked at the weeds in front of him. Regardless of whether they were dirty or not, he picked up one and held it in his mouth.
He picked the wick of the oil lamp with a bamboo stick, and the ruined temple suddenly became a little brighter. The shadow behind him swayed with the dim light of the oil lamp on the wooden window covered with spider silk. He looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window. Continue to visualize the majestic snow-capped mountains in the spiritual world. You can imagine that when the shot is fired when the snow-capped mountains collapse, it will definitely shake the world and cause the earth to collapse.
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The sky and the earth are vast, the cold wind is whining, and the falling snowflakes stir up the sky into pieces.
A figure ran from a distance, the red dress fluttering in the wind, like a fierce and gorgeous red flower. When it got closer, it revealed a charming face. It was jade years, but the face was covered with dust, with a trace of makeup. There was a worried look on her face, and the blue dress around her waist was not too modified, it was refreshing and natural. The little finger of her right hand involuntarily clenched the corner of the dress, like a frightened fox.
She walked around a hill with strange rocks and looked at an abandoned temple not far away, looking thoughtful. The Qingdeng Ancient Temple should be the place where ascetics stayed. She wondered in her heart whether she should go inside. Take a look.
However, as soon as my mind changed, I still couldn't get into trouble. He unfolded his body and turned around again until he was sure that no one was following him, then he jumped behind a boulder, uncovered the weeds, and got into a hidden cave.
In the cave, two people were sitting. One of them looked mature and stable. He was a middle-aged man with a face as pale as paper, with messy hair, and blood stains at the corners of his mouth. This black energy spread all over his body, and he was obviously recovering from his injuries. The other one, slightly older than the woman, was dressed luxuriously, had good facial features, and fair skin, but his face had lost its balance, and his eyes were full of panic. At first glance, he looked like a romantic who only knew how to hunt for beauty and sensuality. Young Master.
Seeing the girl coming back, the richly dressed young man quickly stood up, lifted his butt off the ground, and took the initiative to greet her. With an ugly smile on his face, he asked: "Little sister Xuanle, what can you gain...is there any...is there any... Are the thieves coming? "
The girl named Xuan Le glanced at the healing man and lowered her voice: "This place is remote, the thief can't be found, and no one is chasing him for the time being." While speaking, the stone in her heart fell to the ground, gently. He held up the long sword at his waist and let out a soft clang.
There was a look of worry in her eyes. It seemed that the world was so big that there was no place for her. She was like a duckweed floating in the river. She could only drift with the current. Wherever she stopped, she would be home, or she would be swept away by the waves. Shen.
The young man in luxurious clothes breathed a long sigh of relief, exhaled the turbid air in his mouth, and said repeatedly: "As long as no one is chasing me, it's fine as long as no one is chasing me." He patted his chest with his arms, looking a little scared, and the middle-aged man was recovering from his injuries. The man suddenly opened and closed his eyes and sighed secretly.
"How is Uncle Xue's injury?" Xuan Le touched the sword at her waist and asked in a deep voice.
The young man took the initiative to answer: "Uncle Xue has taken a blood-transforming pill. He will be able to stabilize his injuries in half an hour. In a few days, he will be able to protect us and leave quietly. As long as we arrive at Huixun City, it will be fine." Escaped this catastrophe."
Xuan Le nodded slightly, nodded her delicate chin, walked to the entrance of the cave, sat cross-legged, and activated the spiritual energy in her Dantian. The energy was slightly blocked, and her eyes would shine from time to time, and she was fully alert, just in case.
After a while, she took out a jade slip.
This jade slip used to have the names of countless members of the Xue family written on it, but now, the names on this jade slip are scattered, and more than 90% of the names have been erased. It is obvious that the soul lamp has been extinguished.
"Alas..." She sighed: "I think the treasures obtained in the ruins are more like life-saving talismans. A big tree attracts the wind, and the wind is even worse when a tree falls! I don't know when this catastrophe will be over..." Her real name is Xue Xuanle , was a member of the Xue family, but before three months, tragedy spread, and people from the Teng family suddenly attacked and killed her. If she hadn't gone out to practice, she would have been doomed.
"Yes, there are only so many names left on this jade slip. The Xue family has really fallen..." The young man agreed.
His name is Xue Yuan, and he is the core disciple of the family. After the disaster, he escaped under the escort of the strong men in the family.
Xue Xuanle's face was sad, and her heart was even more angry. She suddenly had murderous intent and said angrily: "Teng family!" This hatred will be engraved in his heart forever, and he will never forget it.
The sky was gloomy, the north wind was howling, and large snowflakes were flying.
Suddenly, a bell rang loudly, deafeningly loud, and the entire cave shook violently. The gravel was like a dragon, rolling up into the sky in circles, creating an invisible wave of air.
The sound became more and more urgent, like splashing water, without interruption, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the three people. With each sound, the faces of the three people changed rapidly, becoming whiter and whiter, and finally blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. .
"Go quickly, go quickly... the cave is about to collapse!" The middle-aged man said with a look of urgency on his face: "This is an intermediate-level spiritual master. Even if I am not injured, I may not be able to stop him." He couldn't do anything. Unexpectedly, the Teng family would send such a strong man to hunt them down. In addition to being horrified, there was also endless despair in their hearts.
The three of them fled outside at the same time. The air was cold, but not enough to cool people's hearts.
Snow covered the ground, revealing a heart-stopping whiteness.
An evil voice sounded again: "I thought you could hide in the cave and never come out."
Along with this sound, the bell roared again, and an invisible wave of sound spread, causing the three people to bleed directly!
After Xue Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Xue Xuanle held the corner of her clothes with one hand and pulled out her sword with the other. She looked sad and sighed to herself, it was over.
The blood in his mouth was like rain, dyeing the snow a bright red. It was quickly frozen by the cold air, and you could see the clear veins in the blood.
The middle-aged man with disheveled hair, his eyes spurting blood, forcibly raised the sword to gather his energy. The seven or eight-foot-long sword slid in the air, and a white light flashed, like a startling giant. The energy of the middle-level spirit person burst out, and the sword and sword shadows were directed towards him. The sky rushed forward, and the strong wind stirred forward, causing the sky within ten feet above his head to suddenly become silent, the air exploded, and he shouted coldly: "Get out of here, you fearful unknown person."
But the sound of the bell still did not stop, but the frequency slowed down, and he joked: "The north wind is howling, the snow is falling, it's a good weather for killing! The blood flows along the tip of the knife in the snow, and is frozen into ice crystals, like The plum blossoms embroidered by the jade girl are sad and beautiful, and her body is buried in the wind and snow, and it is clean. Just two words - comfort. "
"Hoo ho!"
Xue Xuanle felt a chill in her heart, as if a gaze was looking at her unscrupulously.
"Oh, what a beautiful and arrogant lady, she's also a virgin... She's taking advantage of me. If I use it as a cauldron, I might be able to break through my current state!" This voice was frivolous and evil. The moment it came out, countless snowflakes in the sky condensed into a single The giant hand grabbed Xue Xuanle.
Xue Xuanle's body seemed to be frozen, motionless, and even her thoughts were gone.
Even if he wanted to self-explode his dantian, he couldn't do it and let this big hand grab him.
At this moment, a bewitching voice came from the air: "If you hand over the treasures obtained in the ruins or tell the whereabouts, maybe I can let you go. Otherwise, you must know the Teng family's methods. ." This big hand condensed by the wind and snow also stopped on Xue Xuanle's head.
In the ruined temple, Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up and he murmured to himself: "The treasure obtained from the ruins?" He had seen the treasure from the ruins once, and that was Qiu Chengwang's death coffin. Now he heard it again When he arrived, he remembered the feeling of calling in the spiritual world, and couldn't help but smile and move his body slightly.
The north wind blew the broken windows of the ancient temple not far away, and the mountain gate collapsed and dilapidated. Suddenly, a dim yellow light came on, penetrating directly through the wind and snow, and was seen by several people. For some reason, since the dim candlelight appeared, this The fear in the three people's hearts seemed to be dispelled by the candlelight.
The person hiding in the dark only felt that the light was extremely dazzling, which made him feel a sense of fear in his heart.
"Noisy!" At the same time, a cold snort came from the fallen mountain gate. This voice could not tell the age, but it was very pleasant. It seemed to have some kind of charm. An invisible sound wave spread, setting off a strong wind and stirring up the wind and snow. , this big hand made of snowflakes suddenly broke into pieces, flying and flying. The wind became stronger and the snow became heavier.
Teng Jiao's face was extremely solemn, and his figure appeared in the darkness.
His hair was dry, his body was thin, and his eyes were full of evil, but he still bowed to the sky: "The junior Teng Jiao, the elder of the inner sect of the Teng family, wanted to atone for his sins by disturbing the senior's Qingxiu. These people are the remnants of the Xue family, and now they are here Everyone in Zhangzhou is shouting for beatings, I hope seniors don’t take too much care.” This voice was humble, but there was a softness and a hardness to it. He first pointed out that he was an elder of the Teng family, with a high status, and then pointed out the identities of these people, who had no backers. If we take action forcefully, we may lose more than we gain.
"Hmph, you deserve to be killed for taking advantage of someone by clever means!" Just by hearing these words, Ouyang Ming had already roughly guessed the context of the matter.